Level 2

Pink light flashed against my eyelids and I gasped.

"Ahn~" A slutty little moan escaped me, half because I really couldn't stop it, half to make Johnny happy.

My mind was filled with bubbles and cotton candy. Anxious thoughts and worries about the future melted away. The lock I kept on my horniness snapped under the pressure and the heavy murk of depression lifted.

I opened my eyes to a brighter world. Everything just seemed...happier, more hopeful. Johnny was looking at me with a confused mix of worry and glee. My eyes met his and we smiled together. Oh! My lips feel more plump and sensitive already!

With more bounce than usual, I glomped my friend and kissed him. His hands naturally fell onto my ass and squeezed. I squeaked in shock and nearly bit his tongue. I giggled into his mouth (actually giggled!) and pressed my new titties into his chest.

"I guess you're enjoying being a level 2 bimbo?" He chuckled and sat us down on the bed. I straddled him and wiggled into place. It felt natural, correct, like an apple falling from a tree or the sun rising in the east.

"Uh-huh! I feel so much lighter! Like mentally, I mean, I'm heavier in other ways." I jiggled my braless boobs in my top, what had once been an oversized MHA hoodie was now a lavender sweater dress. My leggings hadn't changed, maybe a little more snug on my wider hips and thiccer thighs. But my boyshorts had vanished somewhere. Oh well, not like I'll need them soon! Hehe... "When are you gonna blast me again? I wanna feel the higher levels! Do they stack, you think?" I bounced eagerly, his erection tenting his sweatpants.

He pecked me on the nose and I giggled, it tickled! Oh, that kinda rhymes...

"We can figure that out later, with some other test subjects."

"You're gonna bimbofy others?" I gasped.

Johnny frowned. "Does that upset you? I can—"

I kissed him to shut him up. " Nonono! I can't wait to see it." I grinned evilly. "Let's start with Chloe! We can see what level 5 does to her."

He relaxed. "That's good, I thought..."

"That I'd be jealous?" I bopped him on the head. Huh, my nails are painted lime green. Neat. "No, dummy. I don't expect any monogamy with this relationship. As long as I'm your number one fucktoy, I don't care how many bimbos you fuck." I declared. Then I realized what exactly I said.

He burst into laughter and hugged me tightly. "Love you too, Mads." He kissed my flaming red cheek and smiled at me. "Does this mean you want to be my girlfriend?"

I nodded, too embarrassed to speak. Then his cock twitched against my pussy and I moaned. I started rolling my hips in a bubbly daze of lust.

Johnny gripped my hips and lifted me off of him, making me whine piteously. "Wait! Give me a minute to cum!"

He raised an eyebrow at me. "There's no way you're that sensitive from just a level 2 blast."

I crossed my arms under my tits. "How would you know? I'm the one hit with a magic bimbo gun."

"Point." He sighed.

I preened, running a hand through my extra-silky hair. Was it a little purplish? I spent a minute looking at it in the light, fascinated by the difference from my normal boring black.

Johnny waved a hand in my face. "What?" I blinked at him. He stared at me for a second. I tilted my head to the side. "What!?" I asked again.

He started laughing. He ignored my increasingly annoyed questions and just shook his head. "You're just being very cute, Mads."

"Bitch, I'm adorable!" I giggled. Hah, I've always wanted to say that!

John petted me on the head. I pressed against his hand like a cat, a little tempted to start purring to see how he'd take it.

"C'mon, let's go bimbofy my little sister." He said.

"Oh yeah!" I hopped out of bed and ran in front of him. "What were we waiting for? Let's go!" I skipped to the stairs.