Getting some (bimbofication)

1952, Jane was not enjoying her life as a housewife. She didn't like to feel treated as a possession by her husband, the bearer of his children and nothing more than a cute thing to use and discard once he came.

One day, a strange door-to-door sales rep came to her house.

"What would you do to be an independent woman, in a future where men would be ready to do anything for you?" He asked.

"Ahah! What nonsense are you spouting. Like anything like this would happen." She laughed.

"Still, what would be your answer?"

She sighed. "To have any men doing my biding and not have to be able to live on my own... I would give away the chance of ever having a husband and children."

"Well, then, so be it."

Jane didn't understand why he said that, but image and knowledge flooded her brain. Things she could never have imagined in her wildest dreams, internet, streamings, chats, smartphones and every technology from the 2020's.

Getting back to her senses, she instinctively said good by to the chat of her stream, before realizing how terrible the demon was. Her body was terribly altered, with massive ass and tits, huge cocksucking lips, tattoos and slutty makeup, and she was what was called, a cam girl.

She was living comfortably from the revenue, and her viewers were dedicated fans. So, it fitted the description the man gave her. But she was a slut, showing off her curvy body for them without any shame.

"Like, Oh my God, that devil totally tricked me!" She shouted.

"What is it babe?" She then heard.

Shockingly, she was still married, but she had no husband, but instead a wife. One last joke on her words. Jane couldn't get any regular work with a body like hers, she knew that much. She was stuck doing what she did so well, living on sensual shows and playing with her fans. At least, even if it was really confusing for her, her wife was turning her on, just by smiling at her.

"Nothing hon, I, like, can't wait to tots feel your lips on my kitty!"

"You dirty slut..."

"That's me!!"