Taking the streets

As they wait in the alleyway, five of the newly made bimbos from the festival, stand in a line; their eyes fixed on the entrance of the alley. Their bodies are swaying gently in unison and the air is thick with the scent of trash and decay, but the bimbos seem oblivious to the smell, their noses twitching only with excitement. They are dressed in cheap lingerie and whatever they could find in the alleyway; stuff like latex from trashbag and rubber bands. They seem to have adapted to their new bodies, their movements fluid and sensual. A blonde bimbo, who resembles Gwen Stacy, stands at the front of the line, her eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity as they wait for their first 'snack' since their transformation.

As a group of five college boys turn the corner onto the street, the sound of their laughter and chatter fills the air, momentarily drowning out the distant hum of the city, the bimbos' heads swivel in unison, their eyes locking onto the group of boys like heat-seeking missiles. The blonde bimbo at the front of the line takes a step forward, her hips swaying in a slow, deliberate arc, as if beckoning the boys towards her. The boys, oblivious to the danger lurking in the alleyway, continue to joke and laugh, their eyes scanning the street for a place to grab a late-night bite to eat. But as they pass the entrance of the alleyway they are suddenly pulled in.

As the boys are pulled into the alleyway and got up they were met by the five bimbos. The bimbos' eyes seem to gleam with an otherworldly light, their pupils dilating in unison like a chorus of synchronized swimmers. The blonde bimbo, still swaying hypnotically, takes another step forward, her latex-clad hips creaking softly as she moves. The boys, now mere feet away, are transfixed by the sight of the five bimbos, their faces slack-jawed and their eyes fixed on the vision of cheap lingerie and trash-bag couture.

The blonde bimbo's lips curl into a predatory smile, revealing her perfectly white teeth. "Well, hello there, boys," she coos, her voice dripping with a sugary sweetness and a nodge of sensuality that is at once alluring and unnerving. The blonde bimbo's smile seems to grow wider, her lips stretching across her face like a grotesque parody of a welcoming gesture. Her eyes, still gleaming with an otherworldly intensity, appear to be drawing the boys in, hypnotizing them with a mixture of fascination and terror.

The boys, their faces still slack-jawed, take a step forward, their feet seeming to move of their own accord. The bimbos, still swaying gently, begin to move closer, their latex-clad bodies creaking softly as they shift, as they pair up with the boys.

The boy in the front of the group, a tall, lanky lad with a mop of curly hair named Jake, finds himself face to face with the blonde bimbo, who is dressed in a torn fishnet stocking and a latex bra made of a torn trashbag. She takes a step closer to him, her hips swaying in a slow, seductive rhythm. The boy stammers, unsure of what is to come, his eyes darting between the bimbo's chest and her face.

"H-hi," he manages to stutter out, his voice trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. The blonde bimbo's gaze locks onto the boy's, her eyes seeming to bore into his very soul as she takes another step closer, her latex-clad hips creaking softly with the movement. The boy's eyes dart back to her face, his pupils dilating as he takes in the sight of her predatory smile, her lips curled up in a grotesque parody of a welcoming gesture. The air around them seems to thicken, the scent of trash and decay momentarily forgotten as the boy's senses are overwhelmed by the bimbo's presence.

"You're so cute," she coos, her voice dripping with a sugary sweetness that is at once alluring and unnerving. "What's your name, darling?" The boy stammers, unsure of what to say, before he says.

"My name is Jake," he stammers out, his voice barely above a whisper. The blonde bimbo's lips curl up into a smile, her eyes gleaming with a predatory hunger. "Jake, such a strong name," she coos, her voice dripping with the same sugary sweetness and sensuality.

The blonde bimbo's hand reaches up, gently caressing the boy's chest, her fingers tracing his abs through his shirt. The boy's breath hitches in his throat, his heart pounding in his chest as he feels her warm breath on his face. The blonde bimbo's hand continues to explore Jake's chest, her fingers playing with the hems of his shirt. Meanwhile Jake's heart races as he feels her warm breath on his face, his mind clouded with confusion and fear. The other boys, too, have found themselves in similar situations, each one paired up with a bimbo, their faces reflecting a mix of terror and excitement.

"Let's go for a little ride, shall we?" The blonde bimbo's voice breaks through Jake's haze, her words dripping with a sugary sweetness that is at once alluring and unnerving. The blonde bimbo's words hang heavy in the air, her eyes locked onto Jake's as she waits for his response. The other boys, too, are waiting, their breaths held in anticipation as they await their own fates. Jake's heart races, his mind swirling with a mix of fear and excitement. "O-okay," he finally stammers out, his voice barely above a whisper. "Wonderful," she coos, her voice dripping with a sugary sweetness that is at once alluring and unnerving.

The blonde bimbo takes Jake's hand, her fingers intertwining with his in a grip that is both gentle and firm. She begins to lead him deeper into the alley, the other bimbos following closely behind, each one paired up with a boy. As they move deeper into the alley, the sound of their footsteps echoing off the walls, Jake can't help but feel a sense of unease. The other boys still follow closely behind being led by the other bimbos, their footsteps echoing off the walls. Jake's heart races as he takes in the sight of the dimly lit alley, the flickering light casting eerie shadows on the walls.

As they move deeper into the alley, the blonde bimbo's grip on Jake's hand becomes more insistent, her fingers intertwining with his in a grasp that is both gentle and firm. Eventually she stops her eyes locking onto Jake's as she pulls him into a narrow alcove between two dumpsters. Shortly after she pulls him even closer, her latex-clad hips swaying seductively as she moves. The air is thick with the scent of trash and decay, but Jake's senses are overwhelmed by the bimbo's presence. He can feel her warm breath on his face, her sugary sweet voice whispering in his ear. , The other boys and bimbos continue to follow, their footsteps growing softer as they move further away. Jake's heart races as he feels the bimbo's body pressed up against his, her curves molding to his form in a way that feels both foreign and exciting.

The blonde bimbo, resembling Gwen Stacy, suddenly gets on her knees and starts tugging on his pants. Her fingers are deftly unbuttoning his fly with a speed and precision that belies her vacant expression. Jake's eyes widen in shock as he feels his pants slide down his hips, the cool night air caressing his exposed skin. The bimbo's hands move with a practiced ease, her fingers wrapping around his shaft with a gentle yet firm touch. As she begins to stroke him, Jake's mind reels with a mix of fear and excitement, his body responding to her touch despite his reservations. The bimbo's eyes lock onto his, her gaze burning with an unnerving intensity as she continues to work her magic.

"Oooh, you have such a beautiful cock," she coos, her voice husky with desire, her fingers moving in slow, deliberate strokes. "So big and hard, just the way I like it." Her words are like a whispered promise, sending shivers down Jake's spine as she continues to stroke him, her touch sending waves of pleasure through his body.

The blonde bimbo's mouth soon envelops Jake's hardness, her lips wrapping around him in a warm, wet embrace. Jake's mind is a whirlwind of confusion and pleasure, his body trembling with every stroke of her tongue. Jake's breath comes in ragged gasps as the bimbo's head bobs up and down, her mouth moving in a rhythm that is both mesmerizing and overwhelming. Her fingers continue to stroke him in a gentle, yet firm grip, as if she's trying to pull every last bit of pleasure from his body. Jake's mind is a whirlwind of confusion and pleasure, his body trembling with every stroke of her tongue. He can hear his friends moan and groan, as they 'suffer' the same fate. The bimbo's eyes never leave his, her gaze holding him captive as she works her magic. Jake can feel himself nearing the edge, his breath hitching as the tension builds within him.

Suddenly, however, the blonde bimbo pulls back, her lips leaving a wet trail along Jake's shaft. She looks up at him, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous twinkle. The blonde bimbo's lips curve into a sly smile as she pauses, her eyes never leaving Jake's. She seems to be savoring the moment, her chest rising and falling with slow, deliberate breaths. The air is heavy with tension as Jake's body trembles with anticipation, his mind reeling with the sensations that threaten to overwhelm him.

The bimbo's gaze never switches it's target as she continues to stroke. Her fingers move in slow, languid strokes, as if she's trying to draw out the moment. Jake's breath catches in his throat as he feels himself being pulled back from the edge, his body protesting the delay. The blonde bimbo's grip tightens, her fingers moving with a renewed vigor as Jake's breath comes in ragged gasps as she works him closer to the edge. Her tongue darts out, tracing a path along his length, her eyes never leaving his. The sensation is almost too much to bear, Jake's mind a whirlwind of pleasure and fear.

Eventually, the bimbo's mouth envelops him once more, her lips wrapping around him in a warm, wet embrace. Jake's mind is a whirlwind of confusion and pleasure, his body trembling with every stroke of her tongue. Jake's body arches backward, his head hitting the dumpster behind him with a dull thud. The sound is muffled by the moans and groans of his friends, who are still under the spell of the other bimbos. The blonde bimbo's tongue darts in and out of her mouth, teasing Jake's sensitive skin and sending shivers down his spine. Her fingers continue to stroke him, the pressure building to a crescendo as she works him closer to the edge. Jake's breath comes in ragged gasps, his chest heaving with exertion as he tries to hold on to his sanity as he feels like he can't hold it back no more.

At that moment Jake spurts out his gift to the bimbo like a geyser. The blonde bimbo doesn't flinch as Jake's body tenses and releases, her mouth still wrapped around him as he comes. She swallows him down, her throat working as she takes in every last drop. Jake's mind is a whirlwind of pleasure and disbelief, his body spent and trembling as she pulls away.

The blonde bimbo wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. Jake's legs are like jelly as she helps him straighten up, her arm around his waist as she leads him back to his friends. As Jake's legs continue to tremble, the blonde bimbo's grip on his waist tightens, holding him upright.

The blonde bimbo leads him to a spot near the entrance of the alleyway, where the other bimbos and Jake's friends are gathered. Jake's friends begin to stir, their eyes slowly focusing on their surroundings, the blonde bimbo releases her grip on his waist. Jake's legs still feel like jelly, but he manages to stand upright, his eyes scanning the alleyway as he takes in the scene before him. His friends are all standing, although barely, their faces flushed, their eyes glassy with a mixture of pleasure and confusion.

The first to speak is a tall, muscular guy named Alex, who looks like he's been put through a wringer. "Dude, what just happened?" he asks, his voice shaking slightly as he looks at the bimbos. The bimbos just smile, their eyes glinting with amusement. As Alex's question hangs in the air, the other friends slowly begin to stir, their faces etched with a mix of confusion and satisfaction. The bimbos' smiles grow wider, their eyes gleaming with amusement as they watch the friends struggle to regain their composure. Jake, still trying to process what just happened, takes a step forward, his eyes fixed on the blonde bimbo who had just pleasured him.

"Dude, I think we owe them something," Jake says, his voice barely above a whisper, as he fumbles for his wallet. The other friends nod in agreement, their faces still flushed, as they begin to dig into their own pockets. The blonde bimbo's smile grows even wider as she takes a step forward, her eyes gleaming with amusement.

"No, no, it's on the house," she says, her voice sweet and sexualky confident, as she waves a hand dismissively. "Consider it a welcome to the neighborhood." The other bimbos giggle and nod in agreement, their eyes sparkling with mirth. The friends exchange uneasy glances, unsure of how to react to the bimbos' generosity.

Alex, Jake's best friend and part of the group, still looking dazed, speaks up again. "Uh, thanks...I guess?" he says, his voice laced with uncertainty. As Alex's uncertain thanks hang in the air, the blonde bimbo's smile grows even wider, her eyes sparkling with amusement. The blonde bimbo takes a step closer to Jake, her hips swaying gently as she moves. She reaches out a hand and gently strokes his cheek, her touch sending a shiver down his spine. "You're a cute one," she says, her voice sultry and seductive. "I'm sure we'll see each other again." Jake and Alex' friends are still standing in a daze, unsure of how to react to the bimbos' generosity and forwardness. Alex, still looking dazed, speaks up again. "Uh, yeah, sure. I guess we'll see you around." Alex says, as the boys leave the alleyway, still dazed from their encounter.

The blonde bimbo's smile never wavers as she watches the boys hurry away, her eyes flashing with a mixture of amusement and lust. She turns back to her friends, who are all still watching the boys disappear into the night. The bimbos share a look, their eyes sparkling with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. The blonde bimbo takes a step forward, her hips swaying gently as she moves. "Well, that was fun," she says, her voice sultry and seductive. "I think we made a good impression." The other bimbos nod in agreement, their faces flushed with excitement for the next treat. A woman passes by the alleyway, where she soon notices the five scantily-clad bimbos. Her eyes widen in shock as she takes in the scene before her. She's a middle-aged woman with a sour face and a look of disapproval etched on her features. She slows down her pace, her eyes fixed on the bimbos, who are still standing in the alleyway, their lingerie-clad bodies glowing in the dim light. The blonde bimbo notices the woman's gaze and turns to face her, a smile spreading across her face.

"Hi there," the blonde bimbo says, her voice dripping with sweetness and sensuality. "Just enjoying the night air." The woman's eyes narrow slightly, her gaze flicking to the bimbos' outfits and then back to their faces. "Yes, we were just leaving," the blonde bimbo says, her voice still dripping with sweetness, as she takes a step closer to the woman.

The woman takes a step back, her face contorting into a look of disgust as she takes in the bimbo's proximity. "I'll be sure to call the police if I see anything suspicious," the woman says, her voice laced with disapproval. She turns on her heel and walks away, her footsteps echoing in the alleyway. The bimbos share a look, their faces filled with amusement and excitement. The blonde bimbo turns back to her friends, her smile never wavering. The bimbos share a look, their eyes sparkling with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. One of the other bimbos, a brunette bimbo, speaks up, her voice a bit nervous. "Uh, what now?" she asks, looking at the blonde bimbo for guidance.