Barbie's new past

Barbie was sneaking along the side of a large building. Her goal was to avoid single people. If she saw a couple fucking she could run up to them and ask them her madlib questions and run away before getting sucked in. She'd already picked up a few words this way, but she still had a ways to go. Poking her head around the corner she saw a couple fucking on the grass with nobody else around. She ran over.

"Excuse me, could you give me an example of a profession? It's for a madlib." She said seriously to the man.

He scratched his head, "Uh...Video Game Developer?"

Oh good. A normal career. She wrote it down and looked at the woman he was currently railing, "And can I get one from you too? I need two of them."

"Uh...OnlyFans?" She said.

Barbie stared at her, "Seriously...is that really a profession..."

"Fine. Porn Star," She said seriously, "Now fuck off. You're killing the vibe."

Barbie had **** but to write down Porn Star. Great...

She turned around ready to run but unfortunately saw a man walking up to her, "Hi there!" He said in a friendly voice. Without waiting for a reply he reached out and started groping Barbie.

Barbie wanted to protest, but bit her tongue, "Yes. Hi. Are you done yet?" She cursed inwardly as the magic **** her to ask, "Also can you give me a verb? For a madlib."

"Uh sure. How about sucking? As in...suck my cock!" He said with a grin.

"Ew. No thanks," Barbie said immediately. Great, now she got points for rejecting him. Oh well, no way she was going to do that.

"Sure no problem. See you later." He let go of her chest and walked away.

Barbie sighed and went to find more people to ask.

Alice's strategy had been working well. It's not that she wanted to blow a bunch of guys, but being covered in their cum just felt so amazing...She shook her head. Maybe she was overdoing things. She was a virgin after all, what was she doing with all these guys? She turned to head back home for a shower, she couldn't hide away but she figured she could take a break.

Unfortunately she ran into May. "Hi Alice!" May said in a squeaky voice.

"Oh, hi May. How are you?" She replied. May was a friend. Not a close friend, but they often played chess together.

"Wonderful...umm...can I eat you out? I've been dreaming of it since we met."

Alice was shocked. May? Sweet May? Alice shook her head, "Sorry..." She pulled up her skirt to show off her belt, "Not possible."

"Oh...that's unfortunate. Can I suck on your tits then?" May asked with a smile on her face.

"..." Alice really, really wanted to say no. She wasn't gay, and beyond that she hadn't shown her boobs to anyone. She really didn't want to lose this game..."Ok."

May squealed. Alice thought they might go somewhere, but May darted forward and pulled up her shirt before Alice even knew what was happening. Seconds later she felt her tongue circling her nipple. May's other hand started squeezing her other breast. Alice felt so uncomfortable. Even worse she felt herself getting wet, as if she was really actually enjoying it.

May broke off for a second, "Oh how glorious! What wonderful tits!"

"Dude, look at that!" Two men were walking by and one was pointing at Alice, "Hey ladies, can we join?"

"Sure!" May said.

Alice watched as the two started undoing their belts, "No. I can't!" She pulled back from May and ran to her room. She slammed the door closed behind her. It was too much, all too much!

Faye finally made it to Barbie's dorm, only to find she wasn't there. It took forever to cross the quad. She'd been constantly accosted. After fucking and sucking her way here she was exhausted, sweaty, and totally naked.

"Sorry Barbie's not here, but you can fuck me if you want!" Barbie's roommate Tina said.

Faye groaned, "No! I'm done. I need a break."

"Okay! No problem."

Faye sighed and shut the door. Where could Barbie be? Did she even have to find her? No, she couldn't just abandon her. She set off again.

By pure luck she bumped into her 15 minutes later, "Barbie! There you are."

"Faye...oh my God. What happened to your clothes?"

Faye shrugged, "Some guys couldn't wait for me to strip I guess. How are you holding up?"

"Alright. I've had to reject guys a few times already, but I'm close to finishing the madlib. Speaking of, can you give me an emotion?"

"Uh sure. How about joy?" Faye said.

Barbie nodded and wrote it down, "Thanks. I just need a few more."

Together they walked around looking for people. Faye tried to act as a buffer for Barbie. Before guys could ask Barbie to fuck, Faye would ask them. It worked pretty well. Unfortunately all this sex seemed to cloud the answers Barbie got. Adjectives like sexy and slutty. Strip Poker as a game. Breasts as a body part. Although some were sexual to begin with. Barbie received dildo as a sex toy and spanking as a punishment.

"Yes, just one left..." Barbie said, "Oh there's someone. Excuse me can you name a part time job?"

The woman looked up from her book. She was one of the only people not engaged in sexual acts, "Sure. Stripper."

"Stripper? Seriously?" Barbie said.

"What? I'm a stripper. It's good money." The woman looked back down from her book, "Besides can you really judge when your friend is already naked? Now go away. This is a good part."

Barbie sighed and wrote it down, "Ok that's it...oh, the page is changing..."

Meet Barbie Bimbo! She was born in Seattle to parents Tony and Emma. Her Mother was a Porn Star and her Father was a Stay at Home Dad. Growing up she always wanted to be just like her mom but ended up going to school to become a video game developer instead. She is very passionate about poker and is well known for frequently sucking around town. Her best friend from childhood is named Robin and the two of them love playing strip poker together. Her first crush was Scarlett Johansson and she collected posters and wrote her cringy fanmail.

She was a ditzy student. Her best subject was home economics but she always dreaded history. When she was a teenager she got her first job as waitress to try to save money for school. Unfortunately she blew most of her money on chokers and latex skirts. She was able to afford University by taking out loans and getting a job as a stripper. Her boss says she is sexy and slutty.

She has a soft spot for the color pink and can often be found wearing her favorite shade. She refuses to wear anything red and won't buy anything like it. She always hated wearing comfortable clothing and adamantly refused to buy any. Whenever she was given comfortable clothing she would give it away. Her clothing style could be describe as bubbly. She thinks her breasts are her best feature and always tries to dress to show them off.

She is currently single but makes frequent use of her dildo. She longs to find a partner who accepts her bondage fetish. In fact she likes bondage so much she has filled her closet with bondage gear.

Her family has always enjoyed playing board games and her parents are well aware of her current game. They are filled with joy with all the changes she has experienced and will react enthusiastically if she brings it up. Her parents don't believe in cheating or quitting so if she tries to get them to help her with the game or if she complains about the game they will spank her.

As Barbie finished reading the blurb she felt reality shift around her. She blinked and looked down. Her clothes had change. "Fuuuck!" She groaned.

"You look hot." Faye said, trying to comfort her. Barbie glared at her. "Oh...right. Sorry."

Barbie closed her eyes as she found new memories shoving their way into her head. She still remembered her original reality, but it was more distant now. Instead she remembered growing up Barbie Bimbo, daughter of Tony and Emma Bimbo. Her mom was a porn star and had changed her name to fit into the industry. Her mom had encouraged her to follow in her footsteps but Barbie had chickened out during her first casting call and fled to college instead. Memories of playing strip poker with Robin filled her mind, along with many night spent masturbating to images of Scarlett. She blushed recalling those embarrassing memories.

In her old life she'd been working towards a history degree, but now she couldn't imagine doing well in that field. She supposed she wasn't in the group project anymore. Instead she suddenly knew how to bake, cook, sew and knit. The praise of her home economics teachers were still ringing in her ears.

Then there was her outfit. She instinctively knew that her dorm had been transformed. She didn't have to worry about not having fitting clothes anymore, except she owned no casual clothes, far too much latex, and dozens and dozens of chokers. Not to mention her closet which was filled with restraints and the giant dildo currently sitting on her nightstand.

She sighed as a memory of calling her parents to tell them about the magic board game. They were so happy. They couldn't remember the original reality but they were thrilled with how things turned out. They warned her to do her best...or else. Memories of them spanking her even into adulthood appeared too. What had this game done to them?

She searched her memories. They might have new names and new jobs but she found that her parents were still the parents she had known. More sexually open perhaps, but they had isolated her from her mom's job until she was a teenager. Most of her childhood was identical to her original one, save her gender.

"Are you ok?" Faye asked.

Barbie sighed, "Ya. I guess so. I've already rejected someone, I'm going to go hide out until the end of my free hour."

"Do you want company?" Faye asked.

Barbie shook her head, "No...umm..." Barbie hesitated, "Actually...ya. That would be nice."

"Ok, let's go."

Monique was frustrated. Sure, she'd had some pretty good sex. Her first experience with triple penetration was...just wow. Hard to arrange but what an experience. Still though, she was ready to move on. She wanted to find Tara. Unfortunately she was just too sexy, so many people wanted to fuck her.

Finally she had enough, "No! Leave me alone!"

"Oh. Sure. Bye." The man in front of her smiled and moved to the next person.

Monique was finally free. She had an hour to find Tara before had to reject someone else. She ran for Tara's house. There she found lots of fucking...but no Tara. "Do you know where she is?" Monique asked Tara's roommate. The roommate was currently giving someone a blowjob, she pulled back long enough to say no, but didn't speculate.

Monique sighed. The man looked at her, "I heard Tara went to Jack's house."

"Thanks." She knew Jack. She hurried to his house. She knocked on the door and waited, and waited, and waited. Nobody seemed to be home. **** she decided to sneak into the house via an open window. She heard noises upstairs and hurried up. She threw open he door and saw Jack fucking some bimbo. "Is Tara here?" She asked.

Jack didn't stop but he did look at her, "Why are you in my house? No. Tara's not here. She was here this morning but she left. She was going to class."

"Fuck." Monique didn't know her schedule. Maybe she'd have to give up on Tara....no. This was her only chance to fuck that bombshell. She knew Tara was majoring in psych, so she ran to the psych building. She entered the first lecture hall and looked around. There were lots of people here with surprisingly little fucking going on. The professor was droning on about...something. Monique didn't care. She scanned the audience but couldn't see Tara.

"Excuse me," The professor noticed her and called to her, "Come here and suck my cock while I teach."

Monique glared at him. He was like...90. No way, "Fuck off." She turned and ran from the class. Shit, she realized it must have been more than an hour. That was her second refusal. At least now she had another hour to search for Tara.

She wasn't in any of the lecture halls, but then she saw a line of men waiting to enter one of the study rooms. Curious she tried to get to the front. "Hey, wait your turn!" One man said, holding out his arm to stop her.

"What's this line for?" She asked.

"There's a real hottie in there. We're waiting to fuck." He said.

"Ya. Tara Liu. Man I can't wait!" Another said.

"Tara!" She'd found her. "No, I'm going first. Move it." She tried to but in line, but was thrown back.

"WAIT...YOUR...TURN!" The man who'd tossed her said.

Monique whimpered. "Fuck." What would she do? Wait in line for Tara, or move on. Monique didn't believe that the number of partners one had changed your value. She didn't care about being last in line. She didn't even care if Tara was covered in cum by the time she got there. She did care about wasting her whole day and missing out. This event had a time limit after all. Tara was hot, but there were others she wanted too...

In the end she decided to join the line. She would fuck Tara and show her the joys of being with a woman. She'd show up all these bozos waiting in front of her. Tara could save the best for last.

Martha was insatiable. Every time they finished one activity she would instantly demand something else. They had been fucking for 8 hours at this point. His throat was parched. He was exhausted. His tongue was going numb. Still she wasn't done...

"Lie back. I'm going to blow you." She said.

Liam looked down at his dick. It was totally limp. There was no way he would get it up again. He shook his head, "No. No more. I can't!"

"What? Oh. Ok." Martha sat back, "Do you want to shower and go to a movie?"

Liam shook his head, "No. I have to go." He grabbed his clothes and ran out naked. She was going to be a problem, wasn't she?

After a shower Liam went to lie down on his bed. He was so tired that he fell asleep...and didn't wake up until he was teleported back to the library.

Alice was so confused. No. Not confused. She was so horny! As a rule she didn't masturbate. She lived a very non-sexual life. She'd never had a problem with that before. But now...her fingers fought the edges of the belt, trying to find a way through. She tried shaking the outside of the belt, she tried playing with her breasts. She even pulled out her tablet and searched for facial porn. As she squeezed her breasts and watched something called a bukkake she thought she was so close she could almost...but no. She couldn't. She screamed.

She shut down her tablet and put her shirt back on. With a determined look on her face she went back into the hallway. She saw a man walking down the hall and she walked up to him and grabbed his shirt. He looked at her confused. "Can I help you?"

"Do you know bukkake?" She said awkwardly.

"Uh...ya."

"You have friends?" Alice asked.

He grinned, "Oh ya. Come with me. We'll hook you up."

Alice followed the man. She'd been so close watching the video, maybe if she could recreate it...

Monique was excited. There was only one more person in front of her. Soon it would be her turn! She'd wasted two more rejections while waiting in line, but it was all going to be worth it. In front of her Tara screamed as the man thrust into her...and then she passed out. The man pulled out, "Tara...Tara? Shit."

Monique rushed in. The poor woman was a mess. She slowly opened her eyes, "Water..." She cried.

Monique looked around and saw nothing. She hurried out to get her something to drink but by the time she returned Tara was gone. "What happened? Where is she?"

There was a man there. He looked at her and smiled, "Someone took her to urgent care. She's majorly dehydrated. Say, wanna fuck?"

"Argh. No!" Monique left in frustration. All that time wasted!

Faye looked around Barbie's room. It was so...strange. Pink everywhere. A huge poster of Scarlet Johansson as Black Widow on the wall. And the smell...latex and leather so overpowering it took a moment to get all the way inside the room. And of course she couldn't fail to see the giant dildo on the nightstand. Barbie saw it too and immediately rushed to hide it.

Faye remembered the madlib and walked over to the closet, "Wait don't open that!" Barbie called. Too late, Faye opened the door and gasped. THere must be thousands of dollars worth of restraints here.

"Wow, quite a collection. So is this your thing now?" Faye asked.

Barbie shook her head, "No. It's weird. The madlib gave me memories, but didn't actually change me. Like I remember spending hours and hours playing poker, although in most of those memories I was losing. At least sucking around town seems to have related to losing and not...well...you know. So with all that gear I could tell you what everything is, I have memories of using it, but I didn't actually get that fetish."

Faye nodded, "I don't see any actual clothes here...could I borrow some?"

"Oh. Ya....help yourself."

Faye looked through Barbie's clothes. Lots of skirts and corsets...and of course nothing at all that was comfortable. She settled for a pencil skirt and sports bra. Not ideal, but at least she wasn't naked. Both were pink, of course.

"So what now? Can we just hide here?" Faye asked.

Barbie shrugged, "I'm not going back out there. Too many guys. I just can't do it."

Faye nodded, "Ok. I'll stay with you. We can watch movies or something."

"Really? Even if you might lose too? Well...I guess if we're together then I'll protect you, right? You might not win, but you can't lose to me."

Faye hadn't really been thinking like that but it was true, "Right. I wish I could help you..."

"Don't worry about it. It is what it is. Ooh, we should order pizza too!" Barbie said, finally smiling. The two of the settled in for movie night.