Forcing a "manual" but slow bimbofication

This had become fun, but I wanted more. John could easily snap his fingers and have a bimbo in front of him, but he was feeling inspired, he wanted to make this slow but satisfying, and he came up with a great idea. What if I do it the old fashioned way? After all, he had money left over from the money he was getting from his dad, with that and his orders he could modify her lifestyle and corrupt her until her mind became a little airheaded bimbo whore. It's decided.

His mother had finished playing and catching her breath, but she couldn't get up, she looked at John with a spiteful and disgusted face "What now? I'll tell everyone, I won't let you get away with it" and John simply ordered her never to reveal or say anything about this power and to act absolutely normal.

Now Julie could be in front of someone, wanting to scream for help, but her face would only show a serene smile and a relaxed body.

And once assured, John began his new plan. "Mom, we've been having fun but I want to take this one step further, here" John passed a printed brochure to his mom. It was a brochure for a clinic, a plastic clinic, Julie looked at the slip in confusion until she understood it and felt a shiver "Why are you passing this to me, you're not going to tell me..." -"I've had some fun with you, but with that old body you can't be my worthy little whore" - "I'm not a thing, I'm your mo-" Before she could finish John ordered her to keep quiet. John continued, Julie was not fit to be his personal whore, she was a forty year old with almost wasted potential and John wanted a high quality personal whore, buxom whore. And so, he **** his mother to begin this transformation, Julie was in a panic, sweating and wanting to wake up but this was not a dream, this was reality.

"You can go now, good luck."

Julie went to her room and put on casual clothes, she would no longer go to her nursing job, probably she would never do it again, she had a face of panic and fear, she wanted to refuse, but her body wouldn't stop moving against her will, she grabbed the car keys, opened the door to the outside of her house and as she took a step out of it, her face turned into a smile and all apparent tension was disguised by her prison of flesh. To others she appeared to be a cheerful and jovial woman. She started the car with a false smile that hid her panic and headed for the clinic. It was the beginning of a process that would change her forever.

A few hours later...

"So Ms. Julie, you want some breast implants, well, seeing your modest cup I would recommend these 300cc"

"No thanks, I'm super excited, but 300cc is too little, I want more, with about 1200cc I would be more than happy(1200.. I want to throw up, no please, I must resist, I must..)"

"But that's too much to start with... Are you sure?"

"Don't worry, I have all the money I need, so give me the best quality, but you're right, 1200 doesn't convince me... I want 5100cc, I want big implants in my ass too, and I would also like a botox surgery to get rid of wrinkles, and big lips, big lips, big lips, and some aesthetic touch ups here and there, I want all that, I want the whole package, don't worry doctor I can hold out and pay for it all hehe.(W-wh-what?!, no, no, no, no, please stupid body I beg you, don't let me do this to you, refuse it, let me refuse it, no no, please don't!)"

Julie's cheerful body followed the doctor who was impressed by her determined attitude, so he was also inspired and decided to do the surgery, they both entered the operating room and the door closed.However, the determined attitude was a lie.