E-Cup

"Congratulations, Erica!" said the unseen Paul. "You've become the recipient of a firm pair of E-sized breasts! Naturally swelled, they're earth friendly, and when used in tandem with your bimbified hips and waist, you now have the classic bimbo form! So congratulations from Blonde Concepts, where bimbos never go out of style!"

I crossed my arms over my heavy boobs as Laura was led to the machine. The cheers swelled as the high-pitched whine sounded once more. Laura continued to be a crowd favorite, and the excitement of her getting enhanced breasts was creating electricity amongst the audience. One section was even standing and chanting, "Laura! Laura! Laura!" even though she had lost the event.

Laura soon exited the machine sporting her new bimbo boobs, and her face was nearly as red as her hair as she tried to adjust to the new erotic weight. Meanwhile, Tonya was led to the machine for her turn. As Tonya was getting into a place, a wave of applause informed us that Chrissie had just returned to the stage.

Chrissie immediately looked at my chest. Despite her obvious irritation with the bimbified state of her midsection, she laughed openly at my embarrassingly stacked condition. I did get a little satisfaction by glancing at her now tiny waist and wide rounded hips and giving her my best bitchy smirk. Still, I was a good two steps further along than her, and we both knew it.

I was hoping they'd go to a commercial break, but instead the cameras followed us as we made our way back to the front of the stage. It was obvious that Laura, Tonya and I were trying to get used to moving with these ridiculously big boobs, and the producers were apparently making sure the home viewers got to enjoy our efforts.

I would die before I admitted it, but this boob growth was really getting into my head. I could feel my nipple piercings even more now, and I felt embarrassingly stacked. I was sure the entire studio and everyone at home was staring at my chest, and now the sensations were beginning to return to my lips, making me even more self-conscious. The feeling of being bimbified was becoming overwhelming. I was not having a good day.

Paul and Biff droned on for several minutes about various Bimbomania events and past shows and other stuff I wasn't listening to. Because I wasn't listening, I missed whatever it was Biff said that made the audience cheer. Belatedly, I realized that Biff and the other girls were staring at me strangely.

"Huh?" I said. The audience laughed, thinking I was pantomiming a bimbo.

Biff, who wasn't fooled at all, smiled even bigger. "I said, are you ready to spin the Accessory Wheel once more, Erica?"

"Oh!" I said, though hopefully in a sweet and charming way. I had forgotten about the damn wheel again. Grrrrrr! "Ah, yeah, sure, Biff," I said, though likely not as sweet and charming as the previous answer.

"Excellent!" said Biff. "This way, girls!"