Permanently turn it into a bimbo

Julie feared the answer but her body already said so, her body had an electrifying pleasure that surrounded her and her legs trembled. John had wished to make the transformation permanent and especially irreversible.

Julie's plastic tits had become fleshy, becoming one with her body, but still maintaining their erect position and round plastic figure as a permanent reminder of her new role and implants, as well as the implants in her buttocks and legs, had merged with her body but maintained that dirty, unnatural plastic look. Her plump, puffy lips were real and would not need to be filled in any time soon, her eyelashes were now real and long and all those transformations from the clinic had become one with her.

Not only that, John also explained her current situation, her current life. Julie would keep that sex doll look no matter what.

If she cut her nails, they would grow even painted, her brown hairstyle had been completely replaced with that dye, her new blonde hair would look fake forever, and so would all that makeup and eyeliner.

Julie ran awkwardly, lacking the new axis of gravity of her body, to the bathroom, she tried to remove the makeup with everything but nothing, it was as if it was one with the skin.Julie slapped her buttocks trying not to believe this, but the only thing she felt when she slapped was flesh, no silicone or implants, she vividly felt that lascivious flesh being touched by her hand and only felt a pleasurable tingle that scared her.

John had not finished explaining and went on, he told her that even if she went to a clinic, her body would return to its current doll shape in the blink of an eye, if she tried to fill out her cheeks, they would flatten instantly and her cheek bones would be prominently marked again, if she wanted to shrink her lips, they would grow back and resume their fullness, Even if she were to cut off her own tits, they would grow back to their current colossal size in the blink of an eye as if nothing had happened, just as hard and erect. Moreover, even if she tried to fix the problem of her stretched skin or her unreal doll waist, she couldn't, no matter how much she ate, no matter how much she drank, no matter how much weight gain **** she took, her new body would refuse to gain even a single gram/ounce, absolutely nothing, she would keep that doll body forever.

Julie was stunned, she wanted to deny it but couldn't, she hated this body, she looked like a complete bitch out of a degenerate fantasy. Julie tried to curse John but she couldn't disobey him, her body obeyed him completely.

Then John began to set a new set of rules, a hitirenary for Julie's new life, one to slowly turn her into the perfect bimbo and corrupt her into a submissive nymphomaniac incapable of thinking of anything but satisfying John and he spoke.

"Alright doll, I want you to be quiet, I will explain what you will do from now on but first, I want you to wear something more pleasing to the eye, something more suitable for you."

John snapped his fingers and transformed Julie's clothes into a revealing dress adorned with jewels, it was a very shiny outfit that looked more like what a trophy-wife at her most mature point would wear than a genuine person, her clothes consisted of an expensive looking outfit, an open white jacket devoid of buttons that from it released her two colossal tits, her breasts that were bigger than her head, erect and revealed, barely covered and flattened by a string that held a kind of bra, that did everything but hold well her juicy tits that bounced like jelly, at the bottom she wore a tight dress almost at the height of her crotch, that the lower she went down the more transparent it became, she wore no underwear at all, her pussy was exposed, and then a set of high and shiny heels that were hell to wear, uncomfortable and painful, along with this her fingernails and makeup were added a kind of annoying glitter.

-"You look good, very pleasing to the eye," said John as Julie's plastic face contorted into a repressed anger unable to come out at the sight of her new outfit.

-"I took it upon myself to make all your ugly clothes disappear except for what you're wearing and a pair of pajamas, starting tomorrow, you're going to the mall to buy more clothes like this."

• "Ugh, I look older than I was even without wrinkles, what is this, I'm not wearing panties?!"
• "Yes, in fact you will never wear underwear anymore, unless I say otherwise, even now you will only wear high heels even at home, no other shoes!"

Hearing this Julie tried to see her heels with difficulty because of her voluptuous milk bags blocking her vision.

And so John told her about his new routine:

-"Body and mind, right?"

Said John,wanting to refer to the fact that if Julie's body fell into degeneration and pleasure, her mind trapped in the pleasure of the flesh would be corrupted until she became the ideal sex doll.

"One: You will masturbate 6 times a day DAILY, in all of them you will cum halfway, yes and save the sixth for before going to sleep, that your last wank of the day will end with sexual dissatisfaction being unable to come without my help."

"Two: From today on, every time you sleep each and every one of your dreams for the rest of your life will only be wet dreams in which you will not be able to cum no matter how on the verge you are."

Julie was only able to watch with a face that she didn't know what to express, whether it was hatred, shame, but there was a lot of frustration on the face.

"Three: this one will require more help" John said as he snapped his fingers "Now everyone who knows you will instantly recognize you with ease."

Julie now did, with all her being she wanted to avoid going out tomorrow to her **** purchase, what would she say, she thought her life was ruined, but hearing that made her realize how much lower she could sink.

After several minutes John went smiling to his room to go to sleep, and Julie with frustration, anger and shame went to her room, noticing how with each step her heels were clicking on the floor and her fat and fertile hips were sharply bucking, with her chest up shining her tits, one hand on her hip and the other loose, unable to control her new way of walking. When she got to her room all her clothes were effectively gone and her room felt quite empty, she was already sleepy, it had been a shitty day, or rather, a shitty week and she hadn't even seen her own bed for a while.

She looked around the room for the supposed pajamas that John left her, she was there for a while until she realized that those threads lying on her bed were not trash, those threads, those strands were actually her pajamas, a microscopic microbikini, she looked at it with disgust but she had ****, she undressed and placed her clothes comfortably on an empty chair, and once naked she put on her pajamas.

"With this crap I would have slept better naked."

Julie said as she finished putting them on... it was disgusting, she saw herself in the mirror and looked like she had just stepped out of a porn movie, the threads squeezed her pussy and tits, and yet her body felt strangely comfortable.

Finally, after a week and completely unrecognizable, Julie threw herself on the bed and closed her eyes, minutes passed in the darkness of the room, but after ten minutes she began to move, rubbing her thighs and legs, she felt uncomfortable, but that discomfort increased, the sleep quickly began to disappear and she began to feel hot. It was that, one of those stupid things that John **** my body to do, I wanted to believe that swallowing it would not happen but the itching of Julie's crotch increased and increased, she began to feel wetness down there, and her pussy and clitoris began to throb, until it reached an uncontrollable point, where every throbbing of her pussy generated a kind of pain that ran electrifyingly throughout her body.

She could not stand it and more instinctively, without her being able to think about it, her arm forcefully pulled down her bikini bottom and introduced her fingers and her long and delicate nails to her pussy, there was no time for preparation, she began to masturbate wildly.

Her tits and ass began to bounce as her pussy quickly began to slosh, vaginal juices kept gushing out. How was this level of lust and sexual need possible at her age? No, it seemed as if her body was overcoming the sexual cravings of a young body by a landslide. She couldn't stop, with her unoccupied hand she began to massage one tit and then grab it hard.

Her body was very sensitive and easily excitable, each time she felt more and more good and her mouth began to moan with pleasure, she consciously let go of her tit and covered her mouth, but the fat lips that served as pillows made this impossible. It was a constant splashing, the lewd juices of her body did not cease and her nails hit the inner flesh hard, but she did not care in the least, she needed to come, she needed to satiate this lust, and when she began to feel on the verge of an orgasm she accelerated the march of her hand.

But it was useless, the long awaited climax never came. Julie didn't notice it, but she spent 2 hours masturbating continuously trying to reach orgasm until she fell asleep in the attempt, getting sweaty and wet in bed.