Chocolatey Claire

You like where this is going and decide to push it further. With power like yours, you might as well run with whatever idea pops into your head! You can always do something else somewhere else to someone else later!

You encourage Cupcake and CreamPuff to get to know each other and try to think of someone else to turn into a bimbo treat. Something chocolate would be nice. Why not a black girl? Sticking with the school beautification goal, you think of the ugliest woman that meets your requirements and in a flash you transport the short, chunky, loud-mouthed lunch lady with the absurd fake fingernails and bleach-blonde corn-rows. You don't know her name, but that doesn't even matter. You're going to change it anyway.

"What the hell?!?" the lunch lady exclaims as she suddenly appears in the library, still holding a ladel and wearing a plastic hair net.

"Hi Claire!" you greet her brightly. "You've been invited to join the dessert tray!"

"My name's not Claire!" she protests as you stretch her upward to five and a half feet, shedding weight as she does so, except in her breasts and butt, which go from doughy to firm but still huge. "It's..."

But her face goes from outraged to very confused as she realizes you've removed all memory of her former name. You pretty up her face, giving her full, pouting lips and high cheek bones. Then you obliterate the ugly blonde cornrows and the plastic hairnet and crown her with a cascading mass of dark soft curls.

"You're Chocolatey Claire," you explain. "And you're the next bimbo treat to join Cupcake and CreamPuff here!"

You turn her skin darker and blemish-free, with a warm inner glow that makes it look like fine melted chocolate and dress her in soaring high heals and a bikini, both a creamy white.

The newly-lucious woman scowls.

"Look, I don't know who you are or how the HELL I got here or what the HELL you did to me, but I AIN'T NO BIMBO!" she exclaims.

"Oh, but you WILL be, Chocolatey!" you assure her. "You WILL be. Isn't that right, girls?"

Cupcake giggles and nods. "TOTALLY!"

"Ya!" CreamPuff agrees, sloshing her beer in her enthusiastic nodding. "You are being das bimbohozenslutzer!"

"This is bullshit!" Chocolatey Claire declares, but your power keeps her standing right there, not even thinking of running away.

"Do you girls want to help our chocolatey friend see the light" you ask the red-head and the blonde.

They giggle and nod.

"All righty then!" you say. "Let's play bimbo-tag! Here's the rules:"

You walk over to the brown-skinned beauty to demonstrate.

"Every time either of you bimbos slap or pinch Chocolatey Claire's ass, she'll get a little bit dumber and more gullible."

You slap her ass.

"HEY!" she exclaims, then grabs her head and shudders. "What the hell?"

"Every time you grab her titties, she'll get a little bit happier," you declare, taking a double handful of boobie, making Chocolatey Claire gasp as she is hit with a wave of pleasure.

"And every time you lick her, she'll get a little bit hornier!" you conclude, licking the woman from her cleavage furrow up to her left ear, giving her a slight chocolately flavor as you do so. She gives a little moan.

"Understand?" you ask Cupcake and CreamPuff.

The caucasian bimbos giggle and admit they don't get it.

"Just chase her and do what comes naturally," you tell them.

"This is such bullshit!" Chocolatey Claire exclaims.

"Guess you better run, sweet cheeks, while you can still think so!" you say, slapping her ass and releasing her to run around the library, though not out of it. Of course, you make sure she won't take her soaring heels off, so you wouldn't really call it running. The attempt sure is fun to watch, though, as her big brown ass wiggles in the bikini and her tits bound and bounce with every step. Cupcake and CreamPuff giggle and start to pursue her after you remind them that's what they're supposed to do. In their own heels, and with the bavarian as drunk as she is, you can't really say Chocolatey Claire is at a complete disadvantage.

Still, it's only a matter of time.