She's not really that interested

"Oh, that's, um, Jilly's," Jacob said, taking it from her.

"It is?" Jilly asked, looking at it. "Oh! Did you, like, give it to me yesterday? Yesterday is kind of fuzzy…"

"Yeah, that's right," Jacob confirmed.

"I love it!" Jilly exclaimed, then grabbed it and clipped it in her blonde hair, at the top of her head this time.

"So cute!" Pauline exclaimed.

Jacob wasn't sure how much more of a bimbo his wife could become, but as long as Pauline wasn't worried about it, he guessed he wouldn't worry either.

"Anyway, Pauline, I was saying I can't really judge the size of your titties with that bra on," he changed the subject. "It looks terribly uncomfortable. Let me help you take it off!"

And without waiting for an answer, he got up behind her and rolled the inadequate thing up around her ballooned bazooms and then up over her head once she giggled and raised her arms.

He tossed the bra aside and his hands returned to her tits and began kneading.

"Oh yes, Pauline," he said. "I do believe you've gotten bigger! Yes your titties are definitely responding well to the carbs."

"The...the carbs?" She asked in a husky, confused voice.

"Remember? I gave you french toast and it made your titties grow!" He said, thinking it may be wise to muddle any connections her bimbofied, vodka-soaked brain might make with the BimBow and her changing body.

"Oh….oh right…" she said, then giggled. "Can carbs make you horny?"

"Are you horny, Pauline?" He asked, squeezing her nipples.

"So...fucking….horny!" She said.

"Well, you know, as soon as you showed up, Jilly asked me if we could have a threesome with you," Jacob said, continuing to maul her mounds.

His wife giggled and nodded. "I totally did!"

"Oh!" Pauline gasped, though whether from Jilly's confession or Jacob's concurrent tweak of her nipples, it wasn't clear.

"But I wasn't sure if you were the sort of person who would like to have two people fondling you <kiss> and stroking you <kiss> and kissing you <kiss> and penetrating you," he said, kissing the back of her neck as his hands worked their way down her body and one of them made its way to her crotch, discovering her leggings were soaked through. "Is that something you'd like Pauline?"

"Oh fuck yes!" Pauline gasped. "Oh please! Please fuck me! Both of you fuck me!'"

Jilly giggled and clapped her hands. Jacob scooped the horny redhead up in his arms and carried her back to the bedroom in front of which her life had changed forever.

"Play with Pauline's titties while I finish stripping her down, Jilly!" Jacob encouraged after plopping her on their bed.

Jilly didn't have to be told twice. Jillian hadn't ever mentioned any bisexual tendencies before, but the bimbofied Silly Jilly clearly loved big bazooms, whether her own or someone else's. As she fervently fondled, Jacob did the work of prepping Pauline's action zone. He tossed her tennis shoes in a corner and then rolled the sodden leggings down. They were painfully tight, her hips having broadened and her ass plumped along with her tits, but he managed. The smell of horny bimbo intensified in the room.

"You have a very juicy cunt, Pauline," Jacob observed, and inserted an index finger and swirled it around.

"Eee!" Pauline agreed.

"Jilly, since Pauline is our guest, we really should start the threesome by fucking her brains out," he suggested.

"Totally!" Jilly agreed, then giggled.

With a bit of instruction and manipulation, they got Pauline up on her knees and face down on the bed.

"Be a good friend, Jilly, and finger Pauline's asshole while I fuck her pussy," Jacob said, then slid his dick into said pussy. The blonde bimbo giggled, then fingered her own cunt to lubricate, then worked a finger into her friend's sphincter as her husband plowed away at her cunt, giggling in delight the whole time.

Pauline was squealing too hard to giggle as she experienced what Jacob assumed must have been a first for her. Regardless, she certainly seemed to enjoy it. Jilly stopped giggling long enough to lean into kiss her husband as he fucked her friend, her tongue swirling in his mouth the way her finger was swirling in Pauline's asshole.

"Eee! Eee! Eee! Eee! Eee!" the redhead screamed into their mattress.

Jilly giggled and pulled out her stinky finger, paired it with a cleaner finger, spit on both, then worked the pair back into Pauline's asshole.

"I think she likes it!" Jilly told her husband as he grinned and nodded. He was was close. So close. What did he need?

Jilly's tits had definitely gotten bigger since putting the BimBow back on. His wife was a helpless sex toy. A magically molded male fantasy and happy about it.

He knew what he needed.

"Tell me <gasp> Tell me you're a bimbo, Jilly!" he said as he continued to fuck her friend.

Jilly giggled, then declared "I'm a bimbo! I'm a total bimbo!"

And Jacob went off, busting a nut in his wife's friend as she giggled in mindless joy.

Life was good.

He slid out of Pauline and encouraged Jilly to do the same, then rolled the redhead over. Pauline's green eyes were wide and unfocused as she continued to bask in the afterglow of having her brains fucked out.

"You are not a bad lay, Pauline!" Jacob said.

She gurgled in what may have been a giggle if she had more muscle control.

"Jilly, you remember how much you liked eating my spunk this morning?" he said, eliciting a giggly nod. "You should try eating it out of Pauline's pussy!"

Jilly squealed and dove between her friend's thighs. Jacob chuckled as Pauline spasmed and her eyes rolled back in her head. The BimBow a top Jilly's head bobbed along as she lapped away. Jacob was pretty certain now that her tits were still growing. He wondered if he should take it off while his wife could still make it through doorways. And if so, couldn't Pauline still be a bit bigger?