“Are you, like, fucking serious?” I said, looking down at my new bimbo body.
My friends found a magic spell book that they thought did not work and was stupid. Admittedly, I thought the same as I urged them to try it for laughs. They picked a spell that was supposed to turn someone into a bimbo no matter their gender, and it did the job. I found myself with bimbo-like mannerisms and a bimbo body no matter what I meant to do, and the guys loved it.
“What do I have, like, these totally juicy titties?” I asked, lifting my shirt and grabbing and playing with my breasts even though I did not mean to.
I did a lot of things I did not mean to do that day.
