…Bimbo Plus…

“…the latest in knock-off X-change serum’s. No pill but a hundred percent effective. You, my nasty friend, are about to end up as a petite 5’ chick with giant tits - forever. You’re going to love it! You’ll have blonde hair and, pretty soon, you’ll be wearing the sluttiest outfit known to mankind - that’s if you aren’t naked and taking a serving from a John. You see the best part is it’s a bimbo version. That makes you dumb as a box of hammers and sex starved. Your IQ will drop to around 40.” I explained as I grabbed his wrists behind his back and handcuffed him, ushering him into the backseat of my SUV.

His eyes were wide. “Wh-what? You asshole! You can’t do this to me. I’ll have my boys beat you down,” he stammered weakly, but I could see he was already losing it. His body was changing. Quickly. I did up his seatbelt tightly.

I chuckled as I regarded his changing form then shut the door and climbed into the drivers seat. The child safety lock was on and Don was trapped. “You won’t be able to give orders anymore. You will be too busy sucking and fucking your clients.”

His clothes fell away from his frame as his body changed. His muscles shrank and his limbs became slim. His arms and legs became shorter and thinner. His face shifted and changed as well. It became feminine. He fidgeted fearfully as his cock turned forever into a pussy. His ass grew. His hips expanded. The biggest change was his chest. His pecs expanded until they became two nice looking C-cup tits. His nipples were large and pink.

The transformation stopped. His clothes were too big for his new body. He was cute as hell. His long blonde hair cascaded down his back. His tits were so big they were about to pop out of his t-shirt. His waist was slim and he had an ass that rivaled any porn star.

“Damn, you look good,” I said as I grabbed his chin.

His eyes were a little unfocused. “Huh? What happen?” he said in a girly voice.

“You got changed into a hot chick with giant tits. Now you are going to be a fuck toy. I’m turning you over to Monique’s dad,” I told him.

He looked confused. “But I am Don Daniel. I am the king of this town.” He said.

I shook my head. “Not anymore, slut.” I said as I drove off.

He sat in the back of the car with a blank look on his face. I drove him to the address that I had been given. It was a high-end house.

I drove through the security gate, down a long drive and into the secluded car drop off in front of the main entry. I got out and opened the back door and pulled the little slut out.

“Get out, slut,” I told Donna.

He stepped out of the SUV. “Who am I?” he asked in confusion.

I grabbed him by the wrist and led him to the door. “You are Donna, slut,” I reminded him as I easily pulled the clothes off his body. He was wearing a pair of briefs that were stretched over his hips. They barely covered his ass. He had a tiny waist and no abs. Just a smooth, flat belly.

I chuckled as he stumbled a little. “What’s wrong, Donna?” I asked.

“I don’t understand. I don’t know who you are. I don’t know who Monique is. Why are you doing this?” he asked in confusion.

I sighed as I grabbed his tits. “Your name is Donna and you are a slut. You deserve this,” I said.

His eyes grew unfocused as he grew aroused. “I don’t understand. I don’t know how to be a woman,” he said in a sexy little voice that made my cock twitch.

I laughed. “Don’t worry, baby girl. I will teach you,” I said as I spun him around and bent him over my hood.

His ass was so inviting. I dropped my pants and rubbed my cock over his ass. “Is this what you want, slut?” I asked.

He moaned and pushed back into me. “Please,” he said.

I slid my cock into him. His pussy was tight and wet. “Oh damn,” I groaned as I grabbed his tits. I fucked him hard. He moaned and begged me to go faster.

I came deep in his pussy. My balls were empty as I pulled out.

I picked him up and sat him on the hood of the car. His pussy was leaking cum all over the car. “Damn, slut,” I said.

He looked confused again. “I don’t understand. Why did you fuck me?”

I laughed. “You are a woman, Donna. Women love cock,” I said.

He blinked and his eyes grew unfocused again. “Oh yeah,” he said.

I pulled him off the car. “Get dressed,” I said.

He pulled on his clothes. I had to roll the waistband of the shorts until they stayed on his slim waist.

“Come on, Donna,” I said.

The door opened and my client, Monique’s dad, stood there. “Don Daniel?” he asked me.

I handed the leash to him. “Donna,” I corrected him. “Plus Bimbo and already fucked as requested…”

His eyes widened as he looked at the changed pimp. “Damn. You look good,” he said to Donna as he ran his hands over her ample tits.

Donna moaned and rubbed himself on the man’s leg. “Please,” he said.

“Yeah, that’s what I wanted…” my client said as he pulled Donna into the house.

I turned and walked back to my SUV. Job well done…