Chapter 45: The Bimbo In You

Jenna beheld the five individuals standing in the doorway, and immediately felt a sense of Déjà vu. Something about them felt familiar.

Dr. Williams immediately stood up and faced the five board members, almost looking like he was about to bow in respect.

“Oh, bloody hell Robert stop being so damn polite.” One of them said with a thick Scouse accent as he entered the room.

Jenna felt a slight twitch in her loins as the first Board member stepped up to the table, she couldn’t help it, the man before her was oozing charisma. He was a tall and thin gentleman, judging by his dress, a tailored 3-piece suit in two different shades of grey. His face was chiseled and strong, highlighted by a very well-groomed side part of silver-grey hair. He smelled magnificent, like he had just been steeping some earthy tea, the aroma preceded him as he pulled out the chair in front of him.

“Oh, thank you lovely.” Said the woman with a soft whisper who followed him, pecking him on the neck as she adjusted her dress, which wrapped her insanely voluptuous body, and sat down. Arthur found it hard not to stare. This woman was insanely attractive, her body fit the Bimbo ideal to the letter. The hips, the ass, the legs, the tits, all perfectly framed in a skintight emerald dress with a high collar and a mesh window on her cleavage, teasing what was beneath. She, like the man, had a mane of shock white hair that hung in a wavy cut like silk.

“You’re welcome, my cherished.” He said as he sat down and kissed her hand, causing the woman to bite her lip and smile lovingly.

It was then that Jenna realized where she recognized these two, they looked different now but judging by their eyes and their general facial structure, it was no mistake to a scientific eye like Jenna. These two were of the seven individuals whose portrait hung in the entrance lobby of The Factory itself. The Founders. Which puzzled Jenna even more, from what she understood, The Factory was founded by scientists who were already in their late 30’s and 40’s, and in the 1950’s no less…that would mean the people in front of her were most likely very advanced in age.

“Sure, don’t hold out a chair for me lover boy.”

Arthur’s eyes bulged out of his head when he thought he was seeing a ghost. The stacked blonde who sat down next to the elder gentleman, was almost a dead ringer for Marylin Monroe. On a continued glance it was clear she wasn’t, even if her curvy features, dark green eyes, short poof of shock white hair, and breathy husky tone gave her an eerie resemblance. She was dressed in a pantsuit, sharply pressed and colored a deep purple.

“Darling, do you hear something? I could swear the buzzing of a mosquito was ringing out right now?” The elder man said in a faux indifference, eliciting a flighty chuckle from his apparent partner.

Agent Oliver followed, dressed in his best non agent style suit, pushing another gentleman in a wheelchair. Unlike the Scouse man and the two women who sat down, this man looked more of his age. He was an elder African American man, and just like his portrait rendition upstairs, he was in a wheelchair. He didn’t look ancient, but he matched the image of a fit and trim man in his early seventies, the wheelchair being the only thing indicating he was so. What didn’t match however, was the bulge of his cock pressing his well-tailored pants. Jenna could plainly see the man was very well endowed. He wasn’t as long as Arthur or her Father, but unlike them…

Lord that is thick! He looks like he is packing a gallon tin of tomatoes down there!

The group was rounded up by what looked to be the youngest man of the board, one who was not in the portrait in the hallway like the other four. He appeared to be Asian, specifically Japanese. What was immediately striking was this man did not appear to be a graduate at all. In fact, out of everyone here, he was practically normal in every way, dressed in a plain suit and tie.

“Well now that we are all settled, I believe some introductions are in order for Jenna and Arthur.” Beth said as she sat down at the head of the table, also shooting Dr. Williams a “really,” expression as he sheepishly sat back down.

“Indeed, must keep a prompt and tidy meeting of course.” The man in the wheelchair said as Agent Olivier locked in his chair and then sat to the left of Bob, giving him a nod as he sat down.

“Jenna, Arthur, may I introduce you to Dr. Lyle Whitestone and Dr. Sarah Lutzonic-Whitestone,” Beth said as she pointed to the well-dressed man and the tall woman, who nodded to them politely.

“Ms. Holly Healthcliffe, of the Heathcliffe Science Institute,” She continued as their Marilyn doppelgänger winked at them both. Jenna perked up at the mention of Heathcliffe as it was one of the more notable private scientific foundations on planet earth. Not only that…Holly Heathcliffe founded the institute along with her husband Edward Heathcliffe, but Edward died in 1945, and many believed that Holly died in the 60’s…so either this was their daughter…or…actually her.

“Dr. Gerald Jones…Gerald…GERALD!” Beth said in a loud tone, waking the slightly dozing man in the wheelchair, who fussed awake and gave a hand gesture to acknowledge Jenna and Arthur.

“And finally, our representative in the United States Government, Senator Phillip Takeshita of Washington State.”

“Pleasure to meet both of you.” The senator said politely. Arthur’s eyebrow raised at the fact not only was a sitting US Senator a direct representative of the factory, but one that he now recognized as the probable nominee for the Democrats in the next presidential election after President Johnson finished his second term.

“Now that that is out of the way. Ladies and Gentlemen of the Board, the past few days have been chaotic to say the least, as you know from my written reports that you requested that lead to this meeting. We hope that having all the factors presented today will give you the necessary evidence to come to a final decision on how to proceed. So, without further ado, let’s start from the top…Jenna, the floor is yours.” Beth said as she gestured to Jenna.

Jenna took a deep breath. She remembered the last time she had to give a presentation to a board like this…If felt like a lifetime ago she was told that her science was fantasy and ostracized from the university she dedicated most of her life too. She felt her hand get an affectionate squeeze, and she glanced to Arthur, who gave her look of confidence. She glanced to her mother and father, who also looked at her without a trace of worry. They knew their daughter after all.

And now she knew who she was.

Jenna Goddamn McPherson. That’s who we are!

wE hOT, SeXy, hoRNy

VeNgeFuLLL

Jenna coughed and pushed the soft purr and sharp caw to the back of her mind. She opened her laptop and stood up.

“Well, let’s start from the beginning. Allow me to show you a brief summary of my work…”

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The various machines in Jenna’s lab thrummed in the dark, the room locked down while the board meeting was occurring. The door had an additional magnetic lock and outer steel door with a padlock attached to it, as Beth was not taking any chances with anything regarding the current occupants within.

The only light produced was from the green glowing liquid holding the mass that was formally Mathias Maximus, the shadow of said body casting across the room as a result.

A testament to the nanites he created, the body was still healing itself while suspended in the tank, even though Jenna and Dr. Williams checked and double checked that Mathias was dead. The mottled skin now covered areas that were exposed by injury, leaving the figure nothing but a scarred hulk, only resembling a human in shape.

Yet…the machine to the right of the tank monitoring the nanite activity in the body would occasionally bleep for a few seconds. The sound associated was set to go off whenever any kind of nerve activity was indicated, set by Jenna after they discovered that despite the body dying the nanites in Mathias’s body were keeping his brain intact. If you weren’t looking at the tank, you could miss the occasional twitch of a finger…the ripple of muscle.

Jenna contributed this to the nervous system still firing after ****…yet…

The silence of the lab was instantly ended by the sound of churning water, bubbles coming up from another tank across the room. A tank full of Scarlett Red liquid. A figure shot out of the water, flipped up in the air, and landed prone on the ground in front of the tank, soaked with red fluid, their now midnight black hair plastered against their head.

Breathing heavily…they slowly stood…and smiled…

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“This is an unprecedented situation…unprecedented indeed.” Dr. Sarah said with a stern look on her brow, contrasting her earlier elegance and love displayed to her partner Lyle.

Agent Olivier had just finished his breakdown of the outside situation, describing the raids on Maximus Pharma and the current state of his former harem and the male victims, who the FBI code named “collectives.” They were currently hidden a government run hospital under the cover of an actual smallpox infection event in Southern California, which allowed Senator Takeshita to convince his partner senators in California to lobby the governor into providing the National Guard to keep anybody from getting in while the FBI agents and doctors friendly to the Factory provided care for and housed them.

The descriptions of a few cases were enough to make the room very tense, topped off with Jenna’s description of what occurred in her mind after being **** by Wendy, statements by Wendy to that fact and to Mathias’s overall plan, plus her revealing which employees of The Factory were either unaware or fully aware of being used in his plan to take over The Factory itself. Arthur noted every time he got a sharp stare from one of the board members, and he wasn’t surprised at all.

“Quite right my darling…Never before have we been this exposed. It is very clear that broad strokes need to be made. We have been complacent for far too long.” Dr. Lyle agreed, quickly nudging the lightly snoozing Gerald.

“I will say to that fact, Agent Oliver has done a fantastic job containing the situation and keeping it from becoming a public panic. My counterparts in the senate are none the wiser, and nobody is asking any questions. That being said, if we didn’t have a very convenient actual disease event to cover that we are hosting over 150 kidnapped and brainwashed people, we would be dealing with a volcano.” The senator chimed in, giving Agent Oliver and Bob a nod.

“Exactly. Our selection process needs to be revised…we have clearly let our years and years of happy Graduates go to our heads. Not to mention the fact there is a decent sized lists of folks in our ranks who were either bribed or blackmailed into assisting Mathias. Then, there is the matter of your involvement in all of this.” Holly said as she gestured at Jenna, who braced herself for whatever was about to be said, her mother and father doing the same.

“My dear, I have been in the business of science for nearly a century at this point, five years ago if you had this kind of data I would have snapped you up in an instant for funding. However, after the events that have taken place…is it a boundary we can afford to cross? Gerald, your thoughts? GERALD!” Holly said as she looked down the table at the lightly sleeping Doctor.

“zzzzzzzHAH yes…my deepest apologies, I had not had my normal amount of sleep before being whisked away for this meeting…I know you all scoffed at me when I brought it up so many years ago…that although our intentions were good, did we have the hubris to play God? Luckily, we came down the road we did and unlocked a way for people to find their inner confidence and sexual awakening. Yet, we could have ended up in a situation just like this…”

The room focused on Dr. Jones intently, regarding his words with reverence. He was the one that created the first formulas for the male and female **** that would unlock the sexual aspects of the Graduation process, trusted to him by the team all those years ago since he was a devout Christian man who also believed in unlocking the inner Bimbo and Stud of humanity so they could spread the love and pleasure the god he worshipped wanted his creation to have instead of malice and sadness. His word was a firm one.

“I commend your drive young lady, I see a lot of myself in you…yet the first step I think we must take, is to cease our funding and support of your work.”

“Now hold on just a damn minute Gerald. Jenna had nothing to do with what happened, it was all that fucker’s fault! Her work could heal the world!” Bob immediately fired off, his inner father jumping to defend his daughters work, Marsha grasping his arm and squeezing to prevent him from going too far.

“We don’t disagree with you Bob, but I believe that Gerald is right…what if Mathias got his claws into your daughter and took his work for himself? Instead of 150 plus people he could have changed 1000’s if not more. Plus, there is the matter of the two…unique individuals currently under armed guard in the hospital wing. The testimony of the one that calls herself Artemis also indicates Mathias wasn’t the only one with the intent on using this machinery for nefarious ends, even if those two did step in to help stop him in the end.” Dr. Sarah said, prompting solemn nods from the rest of the board.

Jenna felt a bit of fire die out inside of her. She was preparing for this possibility…without the funding and support of the Factory, her work would not be able to continue…and she did not totally disagree with them to be honest.

“I would also recommend that Jenna be removed from the Graduate process immediately.” Holly chimed in, making Bob open his mouth in outrage, and eyebrows to go up around the table.

“Holly, I don’t think we have to be that drastic here. You can see from the effects of her own process, and with Robert confirming it, that she is of sound mind and health now that Mathias no longer has influence over her." Beth retorted

“Even so, I can’t see how to justify allowing her to continue with **** treatments let alone the aspect of upgrades. Everyone here of a medical degree promised to do no harm correct? We have stopped the process of others for less before…I would think being subjugated to actual mind control and mental hallucinations as what she described to have, would make any idea of her continuing completely unethical.” Holly replied with as gentle as an affirmation as possible, it was clear she did not want to go this route but saw no other way.

Jenna felt a little more of her fire go out. She could see the validity of Holly’s remarks too, the logic of it all…she would probably say the same thing in her position…she felt herself going to say that she agreed and would not object…when she felt a hand wrap around hers and gently squeeze.

Arthur looked in her eyes with a warm confidence, a caring smile, and a stout reassuring gaze. Jenna looked back at him and saw the same kind of thing she saw in the mirror on those late nights in college, when her peers would have left to party, remarking on how her theories were bunk. Or in the eyes of her parents when they would dismiss rude outsiders who would make a snide remark on how their daughter looked nothing like them, checking them with her accomplishments and who she was as a person.

Prove them we are in control. Prove what we can do. Prove it. Our Way.

“Ladies and Gentlemen…part of me wants to agree with your objections, I will not lie and say I don’t see them as logical and justifiable conclusions.” Jenna said, prompting the room to lock eyes on her as she stood.

“However, as fellow scientists, you have not allowed me to counter your findings with findings of my own. Let me prove to you that not only am I of sound mind and health, capable of returning to the Factory and completing the process, but that by continuing to fund and host my work, you will be allowing the world to benefit from it.”

The board members looked at each other, skeptical, but allowing Jenna to continue. Dr. Jones leaned forward, notably not dosing this time.

“I will meet you halfway. I will leave the factory. I want to return though and follow in my parents' footsteps of making the Bimbo Within a reality. However, I won't do so until I help every single one of Mathias’s victims are put on that path as well.” She said as she strode up to the board by the desk where Agent Olivier showed his findings.

“My dear, I wish what you are saying could be that easily accomplished. These people are going to need intense medical and psychological help. The men alone, some of the physical changes implemented would take multiple rounds of surgeries to correct, if we can correct anything at all.” Dr. Lyle remarked.

“What if it could take weeks instead of years. My work has proof of concept to heal any kind of physical injury even before I came here. You only need to read my doctoral thesis to see that. Then, with the data I provided on Misty, Tso, and Arthur, you can see how applying the science of the factory could lead us to massive breakthroughs in treating the psychological aspects of humanity too. With the right team, I believe we can use this to rehabilitate Mathias’s victims, help them face the traumas they endured, and even discover more of themselves then they had before.”

The board continued to contemplate this, they weren’t saying no. This made the fire return to Jenna’s heart even stronger.

“In fact, we even have a secondary location ready to go. You said so yourself, Artemis and Athena had a compound established in the Redwood Forest, under the guise of a medical corporation campus. We can take this property and repurpose it. No accidental leaks from a government hospital in a populated area, no exposing The Factory by bringing them here to mix with the current Graduate pool. We can isolate the rehabilitation process and prove that not only is my work sound, but so am I. I will even double down if you want. If even a single person Mathias changed doesn’t make a full recovery and returns to a normal life…you can shut me down, remove me from here, and I will do so without argument. My mother and father are not the only McPherson’s who take bold moves you know, allow me to prove I can too.”

Fuck. Yes.

exQUisITE

FuCKiN HoRnY

For once, Jenna didn’t brush away the slight other thoughts, admittedly feeling a bit turned on by their agreement for once.

The board looked at each other, sharing thoughtful gazes, until Dr. Jones cleared his throat.

“That…is a very agreeable proposal…however, I would be ****. The original proof of your work from Columbia is sound yes, but the psychological aspects are based on the progression of your friends, who are your closet non familial friends from my understanding. Even if you changed their lives for the better, this presents bias, no? That then leaves the data on Arthur here as well. Now, I don’t have a reason to believe that Mr. Mathis here is anything like his now deceased relative. He has been completely cooperative in this whole process so far. Yet, I would not be too keen to trust him fully just yet. You understand my boy, you were here on your uncle’s dime and conspired with one of his closest conspirators for well over a few months. You could theorize you are as sociopathic as Mathias, biding your time to turn on all of us. I am not saying you are, but only time will clear that doubt, and therefore the data your participation provided is not free of doubt as well.”

Arthur felt a little bit of anger well up at these comments, but he too understood where they were coming from. He had to earn that benefit of the doubt, that trust, and it wasn’t going to take just a few days to do it.

“Then that just leaves your data from your abrupt tour into your process, which of course presents bias as well. The only thing that could convince me personally to go forth with your plan is a proof of concept from somebody that can act as a control, but like Holly said, I think ethically we shouldn’t even continue with the process due to all the risks involved. I am sorry, but the answer will have to be no.”

“Gerry, Gerry, Gerry. When did you become such an old fart?”

The entire table turned to the door, noting a figure standing at the top of the lecture hall.

Jenna didn’t recognize her at first, but the minute she made eye contact with her, fell the electricity of those fierce eyes make contact with her own, there was only one person it could be.

“Nicoletta! You’re awake! What are you doing up you should…be…wow.” Jenna stammered as the Russian got closer to the table, coming into view from the darker upper portion of the lecture hall.

The rest of the table also felt their faces go slack. Nicoletta looked….fucking phenomenal.

She always looked phenomenal to be fair, but the 97-year-old looked like she had turned back the clock. Her shock white hair was now a shiny midnight black, and it fell in a straight column to the top of her ass. Her lithe body looked even more physically fit than before, and any older patches of skin or veins that she commonly relished in bearing, were gone. Her body looked like it was in her mid-thirties again. Not to mention, her natural assets were definitely enhanced. The natural c cups she sported were clearly now perky natural d-cups, and her ass was plump and muscular, symmetrical to her statuesque legs. She wore only a coverup dress, that was tied at the middle, the folds doing nothing to hide her new curves.

“Nikki…is that you? You look…” Dr. Jones said with wide eyes.

“Ravishing? Sublime? Oh, Gerry you always had a way with words.” She said with a chuckle as both Dr. Lyle and Dr. Sarah quickly glanced at each other, the obvious mental note of asking Nicoletta to join them in their room afterwards shared.

“Nicoletta please you should be resting right now to fully recover!” Jenna interrupted as Dr. Jones shifted his left leg, the bulge in his pants twitching when Nicoletta bit her bottom lip after calling him Gerry again after all these years.

“My little wolf, I have fully recovered! I couldn’t help but overhear your little conversation from the back of the room, and if you need a control to prove this woman’s work is sound, then look no further.”

Nicoletta then tugged at the rope belt of her dress and let it open, showing off her nude body. As established, it was stacked. A series of small thumps were heard around the table as every single male became rock hard at the sight of Nicoletta. Notably though, the intense injuries she sustained in the fight with Mathias were gone. Vanished without a trace.

“But…how?” Arthur gasped as his eyes wandered down the Russian’s sculpted abs to her glistening pussy, his cock once again thumping the table.

Nicoletta smiled, she wrapped herself in the dress again, making the rest of the men...and the women in the room mentally sigh with disappointment.”

“Well, just like Jenna described. All I had to do was find myself.”

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A Day Earlier

Nicoletta woke up in the cold snow. The familiar Siberian like plane went on for miles and miles, save for the single tower that jutted from the center of the snow. She got up, her injuries gone in her mind's eye, and immediately made for the front door of the keep. She never went inside the tower in her little tests of her own with Jenna’s equipment, now was a good a time as any.

She shoved the large and engraved doors back, opening up to a grand hallway. The walls were lined with stained glass windows, depicting moments in her long life. Leaving her home as a young woman to join the Soviet Army, poisoning Stalin, escaping Russia on foot, her work at The Factory. She noticed underneath those windows, in the shadows, were two pairs of glowing eyes.

Two large white tigers appeared, baring their teeth and growling deeply.

“Dimitri, Volokov, heel.” She said in a firm command.

The two tigers immediately stopped growling and strode up to her, brushing their heads on her legs and purring happily. Her two-house cats from her childhood were not as fierce or large in real life, but she always would pretend they would be mighty tigers defending her family home, she recognized them in an instant.”

“I figured you would appreciate that touch.”

Nicoletta looked up and beheld herself, at least she expected herself due to what Tso and Misty described from their own tank sessions. Yet she arched her eyebrows at who walked out of the shadows under the largest stain glass window. Clad in a classic Russian fur hat, the being before her resembled her younger self, yet mixed with the self she became after becoming a graduate. Notably, her chest and lips were obviously fake, implants, which made the custom vest she was wearing look more like a crop top, revealing a taut midriff before leading to a set skintight pinstripe suit pants, and completed with a pair of knee-high leather boots with sky high heels. The look was completed with a lush bear fur coat, that she wore on her shoulders.

“So, what brings you here…we both know we don’t need any assurances of who we are.”

“And yet there you stand…my inner self…now unlocked to me completely.”

The vision already started to fade away, Nicoletta not needing any more assurance in what was going to come next. The world needed to see the other side. She winked at herself as the tigers came to heel next to the bombshell she would soon become. She winked back, her nipples peaking from the sides of her vest in excitement as the feeling of liquid encompassed her vision.

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“And that is all you remember.”

“Exactly. Then when I popped out of the tank, it seems the first part of the transformation is already in place. My inner bimbo is now becoming my physical form.” Nicoletta replied to Dr. Lyle.

“And then what would come next?” Dr. Sarah asked, shifting her legs to prevent herself from wetting the chair beneath her too much while starting at Nicoletta’s chest.

“Well, I would assume I would consult our good Dr. Williams here and complete what the tank cannot do on its own. You already have seen who Tso Abella was before and after that. I would do the same. My fellow scientists and honored board members, this process will not only be tantamount to our future as The Factory, but it will be a major benefit to the world. I have no doubt that Jenna will be able to help those poor souls that fucker enslaved. In fact, I guarantee it, because I will be right alongside her and I. Do not. Fail.” Nicoletta finalized before sitting down and smirking at the Whitestones, who were now both very obviously just locked onto her chest.

“Well, that is all I need to hear, shall we finalize and break for lunch?” Dr. Williams said rapidly, hoping to escape this room and end this meeting. Quick.

“Hold on there sparky.” Holly said as Beth smacked Dr. Williams on the shoulder.

“Nikki, you know I trust you with my life, I value your opinion like gospel. However, this is going to have to be a unanimous decision for me to even consider backing this. I know the love birds down there are already thinking of what positions to put you in so they are clearly set in their mind, and I know Beth and Dr. Williams will side with young Ms. McPherson here. I don’t mean to be a bit of a hardass, I just need more assurances we won't be putting anybody at risk.”

“Well, it is settled then, I volunteer.”

Everyone turned to a smiling Dr. Gerald Jones, a sense of excitement suddenly emanating from him.

“Gerald are you serious?” Holly said with a sarcastic tone, Jenna and Arthur made eye contact with her parents.

“Of course. Holly, you said you need more assurance, what better than a board member themselves being directly involved in the process to monitor the proceedings? Plus, I haven’t seen Nikki in years…I would love to experience her…beautiful genius side by side again.” Gerald said, winking at Nicoletta who bit her bottom lip and made sure to not be subtle in her desire to lick his genius too.

“A few minutes ago, you were ready to shut this down, what changed?”

“Holly, look at Nicoletta, she looks not a day older than when we first dragged her out of Russia. It is clear this process CAN be used to shake the very foundation of the medical field to the core let alone assist in making studs and bimbos. I am on the tail end of my ride, I have reached an age that my parents could only match in half, done things I never thought would be possible as a scientist, I can’t say I am not curious and inspired by this and want to be in the room to see it become reality. I do have one condition though.”

Jenna nodded and looked across the table as the wheelchair bound man gestured down at his legs.

“I want to walk again. I want to run again. If your work can make that happen for me, then I will back you 100%.”

“It will do more than allow you to walk, I will make sure of that." Jenna assured, her inner fire now a full blaze.

"And so will I, multiple times over. Remember Toronto? 1970? That kind of walking will be only the tip of what you can do.” Nicoletta said with the hunger of a starving polar bear. Dr. Jones only smiled wide, clearly recalling the rigorous...walking sessions.

Everyone looked at Holly, who rolled her eyes massaged her temples.

“You people are going to be the **** of me. Fine. I’m in. I will hold you to your word though Jenna.”

“And I guarantee you won't be disappointed.” Jenna said with a wide smile.

“Perfect! I’d say we take a break for lunch. Nicoletta, would you mind terribly if you assist Sarah and I in fixing a drawer in our quarters?” Dr. Lyle said with a very wandering eye as Dr. Sarah just started to finger herself under the table.

Nicoletta laughed and jumped into Dr Sarah’s lap, sticking her tongue down her throat, lewdly moaning into her as they began to lock lips.

“Lyle, just shut up and get your cock out.” Nicoletta ordered, as Lyle immediately got up and started unbuckling his pants.

Everyone else took the hint and stood up to leave, Gerald briefly voicing objection to being wheeled out as the gagging and slurping of Nicoletta on Lyle became louder and louder.

“Well, now that that is all settled, I have a date with a warm bath in my suite. Beth, Robbie, we can discuss the operations side of these things later…Bob, Marsha, are you down to help draw a bath?” Holly said, holding it together better than the rest, but clearly looking to kick start her own threesome.

“Holly, you are in luck, there is a guest of Bob’s staying with us, and trust me when I say she will leave you tongue tied, pun absolutely intended.” Marsha said as Bob sighed, he knew stretching before this was a good idea after all.

Holly smiled and grabbed Bob Franklin by the arm, dragging him forward and towards the apartments. Marsha turned to Jenna and winked, smiling triumphantly as she followed Bob and Holly.

“Well, then I guess that I will take my leave. I have to be back in D.C. tomorrow. Agent Oliver and I will coordinate to commandeer and convert that alternative sight into your new base of operations Jenna, make sure to send me a debrief with all the materials you will need.” The senator said, clearly blushing with bashfulness in front of so many displays of lewdness. Agent Oliver chuckled and bid the group goodbye, following the senator up the ramp.

“That leaves us my dear. You and Mr. Mathis here that is. I want to see your experiments for myself, if I am going to properly assist you, I will need to know everything.” Gerald said as he wheeled in front of Arthur, directing him to push. Dr. Jones was a gentleman of course, he would never ask Jenna to shove his old bones up a ramp.

Jenna looked at Arthur with a bright smile on her face. Arthur felt his heart shake a bit as he had the flash urge to just pin her to the wall and kiss her deeply, her confidence and pride turning him on. He shrugged and got behind Gerald, ready to push.

The sudden sound of an air horn went off as Beth and Dr. Williams looked outside the newly installed bay windows, the yacht was pulling into the Bay.

“And there is our cue, come on lover, time to welcome everyone back.” Beth said, adjusting her outfit and making sure her own slick wetness wasn’t showing from seeing the new Nicoletta in the nude, walking towards the lagoon with Dr. Williams.

Time to get to work, got a long road ahead of us.

But nothing Jenna McPherson could not handle.

“Alright Dr. Jones, we should start with my original work, what do you happen to know about replacing tissue samples by using a concentrated protein solution?” Jenna began as Arthur wheeled Dr. Jones up the ramp, the airhorn sounding again as The Factory resumed its mission.

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Two days later.

“I am going to fucking miss you! You know that?!” Misty said, trying to hide her tears as she hugged Jenna way too hard.

“I’m not going off to war girls, I’ll be back!”

“We will both be Graduates though.” Tso also remarked. That was true, since Amar returned off the Yacht, he decided to stay and help Tso with her final designs, the fashion show/gang bang that was to finalize Tso Abella the graduate was becoming a reality. Plus, when they weren’t doing that Amar was making a habit of filling Tso’s pussy with cum.

Misty on the other hand, spent the last two days filming the first half of Incarnal. They had finally reached the point in the movie when her character would lay in the massive sarcophagus, get possessed by the titular Incarnal goddess, and exit for the climax the goddess made flesh. The surgeries with Dr. Williams were scheduled, she was going straight from the tank to the studio. She wanted to surprise the crew in the best way possible. Having Misty Knoxxx enter the world, horny and thriving.

“Well then you will be able to show me the ropes. I’m sure I will need it. We can make it a party…or just the three of us, girl’s vacation, nothing but sand, wine, guests we can share.” Jenna said with a lewd smile, making Misty and Tso laugh in agreement.

Jenna had been spending the last two days with Dr. Jones and later Nicoletta once she was done fucking Dr. Lyle, Dr. Sarah, and eventually Holly too, who she was told passed out after Nicoletta ate her out mere hours after her parents finished their threesome. They had drafted up a plan, equipment needs, and full dossiers on all the men and women who would become their patients. That included Dr. Jones himself, and the additions of Athena, Artemis, Wendy…and Mathias.

It took a lot of debate with Dr. Jones and Nicoletta, but Jenna convinced them to let her transport the preserved remains of Mathias to the compound as well. Jenna called it a hunch, and honestly didn’t expect anything herself, but there was still active brain activity occurring…and something was telling Jenna that she had a chance to bring all the secrets Mathias held to light.

“Come now little wolf, we cannot keep our patients waiting.”

The trio turned to see Nicoletta sashaying her way into the entrance lobby of the factory. No doubt exaggerating her steps to show off her new assets. Nicoletta took her final steps in her inner bimbo journey. Dr. Williams performed the operations himself and 24 hours later Nicoletta was a new woman. Her fit frame now sported a pair of perfectly perky implants, which were currently being highlighted even more by a lacy push up bra and a tailored vest. Her ass, now built like a house, was wrapped in a pair of gaucho pants and sky-high heels. She relished this newfound form and identity, finding herself giving her own reflection some long glances at times.

“Nicoletta you know that you should be resting right now!” Dr. Williams said in his best stern doctor voice, knowing full well that he did not have a shot of intimidating Nicolette, as he was followed by Beth, who had Amy in tow, herself carrying an Ipad and scribbling down notes.

Marsha and Bob decided to stay at the Factory so Marsha could finish her final lessons, and they were immediately confronted by Amy after the board meeting. She wanted all in on The Factory. Her time with Bob and Marsha showed her that this place was made for her. However, even with the decent salary Bob gave her, there was no way she could afford to go through it.

Bob and Marsha merely shared a thoughtful glance, it wasn’t the first time they bankrolled tuition. Amy was enrolled as a pre-graduate immediately, and she even volunteered to become Dr. William’s and Beth’s new assistant with Wendy being transferred to the compound to begin immediate treatment. Amy beelined it straight down to the Orgy as soon as the papers were signed, and now she was one of ten graduates in history who initiated a gang bang on her first night.

“Robert for the last time, I am fine, I will probably be fine for the rest of my life, and no amount of double checking if my throat is fully healthy will make me give you another blowjob…right now anyway.” Nicoletta said with a wink to Beth, making her turn cherry red. She watched Nicoletta suck Robert’s cock to the hilt today many times, and it was only turning on her desire to also take a jump into the tank.

“Besides Doctor, you have four consultations this afternoon, so we don’t have time to dally.” Amy said with a firm reminder. Firm reminder being stepping in front of the doctor and grabbing his bulge with a tight squeeze.

“I told you Doc, she is going to be a handful.” Bob Franklin said as he walked through the door with Marsha, coming to see their daughter off as well.

“It certainly seems so. Well, Jenna, I wish you the best with your endeavor. As if I have any doubts of you pulling through.” He said with a wink as Amy dragged him back down the hallway to his consultations.

“And when you do return, we will have a comprehensive learning track for you to get back on the graduate path. We can’t have a McPherson be this far delayed in finding her inner bimbo, especially after you help all these people find their path back to life. Ciao!” Beth said with a loving hug and cheek kiss to Jenna, following her partner and new assistant.

Bob just came up and bear hugged Jenna, trying to hide the fact he was welling up like a big soft goober.

“Oooooooh I am so proud of you!”

“Dad…Dad…My ribs!” Jenna gasped as her father let her drop. Marsha rolled her eyes and slapped Bob on the back of the head.

“Your father doesn’t know the gentle touch.” Marsha laughed as she hugged Jenna too. Jenna felt her mother’s tits rub against hers, bot their nipples perking at the sensation of touching. She hugged Marsha back, feeling the bond they had their whole lives revived.

You know…we could slap her ass in this position.

oUrS IS BiGGer.

liCK HeR eaR!

Before she could dismiss those thoughts, her mother leaned in and whispered.

“I love you too Tulip, and when you do come back, like I know you will, we will definitely be able to have one-on-ones to…discuss your education.”

Jenna shivered a bit. As if she didn’t have enough motivation.

“Thanks mom, everyone…I promise I wont let you down!” She said with a smile as she joined Nicoletta in the elevator and sighed in contentment as the doors closed.

Upon exiting the empty warehouse that hid The Factory entrance, they saw a town car waiting for them, alongside a sleek looking Chevy suburban, with Arthur Mathis leaning against it.

“I’ll be right there Nicoletta, just a few more minutes.” She said to her future partner, who merely rolled her eyes and waved her on, making sure to make eye contact with Arthur and licking her lips. She stepped into the car, leaving the door open for her.

“So, I guess this is goodbye.” Jenna said to Arthur as he leaned off the car to face her.

“For now. Somebody must pick up the mess my uncle left behind in the real world. I’ll be coming back here for treatments and some courses, but I figured the best way to get everybody’s trust around here is to put Maxim....Mathis Pharmaceuticals back on its feet and helping the world instead of a front for a monster.”

“What about becoming a Graduate?”

“Well, yea, I guess that is in the cards…sucks I will probably be done by the time you come back though.”

“Yea…But this is not the end of this...you and me. When this is all over, and no matter what the outcome, you better give me a call mister. Besides,” Jenna then leaned in, just like her mother did a few moments ago and whispered into Arthur’s ear “I want to share more than just a first kiss with you.”

Arthur could only laugh. Jenna joined him too, embracing Arthur and giving him a sweet kiss on the lips, lingering in the embrace as they slowly came apart and went into their respective vehicles. Arthur droves away in his SUV, the first of many public relations meetings and trials he would have to take part in on his horizon.

“You have more restraint than I you know that? I would have pinned him to the car and sucked out his soul so he could remember nothing else.” Nicoletta chuckled as Jenna entered the car and shut the door.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time, besides, it will be even richer when we are done with the work.”

And even better when we prove who the hell we are.

AnD CONquer!

AnD FuCk!

Jenna looked out the window as the cliffs of the California coastline began to whisk by on the road to the compound.

Her journey at The Factory may have ended for now.

But her Inner Bimbo was thriving. She felt a new rhythm coursing through her. One that she lost all those months ago in that boardroom full of Columbia suits.

Even if she still did not meet the same image that her parents created all those years ago, if her journey ended today, she felt like she could do anything…and anyone. But that was all in due time, the first thing she had to do was help everyone at the compound, and that thought somehow turned her on more than anything.

Helping others. Healing the world.

And making them beautiful from the inside and out.

THE END…OF PART 5

Note from Ted: And with this, we come to the end of the main story. Sorry, this took a bit longer than usual, but I wanted to make sure the main chapters got the wrap up they deserve before we move onto the Epilogues. These epilogues won’t be long chapters….I hope….but they will serve as small episodes into the new lives of our cast after completing their journey to find their inner Studs and Sluts. New Game Plus really. There will be a lot more sex. A lot more. Can’t end a CHOYA story without the smut after all. Thank you everyone for joining me for the ride, I hope you enjoyed the journey this little story took us on.