The Bimbo Remote: The Complete Series

by Sasha Scott

  The Bimbo Remote

  The Complete Series

  By Sasha Scott

  Copyright © 2017 Sasha Scott

  All Rights Reserved

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner.

  All characters depicted are 18 years old or older. For adults only.

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  Contents

  Bimbofication in the Library

  My Two New Bimbo Friends

  Creating Professor Bimbo

  Welcome to Bimbo Academy

  Other Books You May Be Interested In

  Bimbofication in the Library

  “Finally, it’s arrived.”

  Darrin was pleased to find that the package he had ordered had finally made it to his student accommodation. Things had been going well since he made it to college. He was making new friends, the lessons weren’t so bad and the place was pretty nice. Only one issue had presented itself in the early days of his higher education life. Darrin had broken his TV remote.

  Perhaps in the grand scheme of things a busted remote control wasn’t a big deal but to a student it was a mortifying experience. Imagine having to try and live without being able to change channels from the comfort of your own bed.

  Suddenly late night binge watching just seemed a chore when Darrin actually had to get up out of bed just to fiddle around with the settings. What an exhausting experience.

  Yes it was a very minor issue. It was also an issue which was very easy to fix. All Darrin had to do was order a new remote and that was what he’d done and finally it was in his hands. No more leaving the warmth of his sheets just to change the volume.

  Darrin ripped the parcel open to claim his prize and inside he found a remote control. However it didn’t look a thing like the old remote he had. Okay it looked sort of similar but things looked well off.

  Rather than being the slick silver color of the other one it came in some tacky shade of gold and the buttons were all bright blue, along with the text labeling each section. Speaking of the text what language was the remote supposed to be in? Rather than channels and volume it was talking about IQ and length. It was like some bootleg product that had been translated by somebody who barely spoke English themself.

  Well Darrin could accept how ugly the thing looked as long as it worked. That was when a new issue arose. It didn’t work.

  The buttons were clicking, the end of the remote was glowing with a pink flash but the TV wasn’t responding. He’d been delivered a dud!

  “Stupid piece of junk,” he sighed in disappointment. What was the company playing at?

  He’d have to get back on the phone for another replacement and this time he definitely wouldn’t be paying for it, not after this farce. However that would have to wait until later. Darrin had spied the clock and had taken note on the time. He had an appointment in the library and it wouldn’t be wise to miss it.

  Still frustrated Darrin packed up what he needed and headed off to his meeting.

  The semester hadn’t been going for long but already the students had been put into pairs to take care of an early assignment. The person who Darrin had been paired up with was called Taylor and she was the one he was meeting.

  He definitely didn’t have a problem meeting up with her. He hadn’t just came to college hoping to learn he had came hoping to meet some girls and she was pretty fine.

  She had peachy skin, dark brunette hair and hazel eyes along with a very pretty face. Her body was small and trim with very little fat to speak of. Darrin liked what he saw.

  Arriving in the library he’d quickly managed to pick her out among the crowd. She was dressed up casually in a pair of tight jeans and a checkered shirt, leaning against one of the tables. Quickly Darrin rushed over, not wanting to be any later than he already was.

  “Hey, sorry I’m late,” he called over to her.

  “Don’t worry it’s fine, I’ve already gotten the books we need. Come on let’s go find a place to sit.”

  It was still quite early which meant the library hadn’t really filled up, giving them plenty of room to work with. It allowed the two of them to take a prime position with their back to the shelves and their fronts facing out over the library for some great spying opportunities.

  “This place looks as good as any.”

  “Alright then, let’s get started.”

  Being the very first assignment, and being one that was meant to introduce students to the course and to get them working with others, it wasn’t incredibly difficult which meant the work was actually kind of a breeze. The time just seemed to flow on by as the two of them went through the research together and compiled their report, entertaining themselves with some quiet small talk along the way.

  Everything was going swimmingly. That was when Darrin’s phone began to ring.

  “Sorry that’s me,” he confessed as the popular tune came buzzing from his jeans, “Lemme just check who it is.”

  Darrin reached back to fish his phone from his pants when his hand tapped against something long and thick which was jutting from his pocket. Pulling it free he discovered it was that useless remote he’d received in the mail.

  Casting his mind back Darrin had pretty much darted straight from his place after he’d discovered it didn’t work. He must have accidentally put it in his pocket while getting ready.

  “Hey, what’s that?” Taylor asked, her eyes naturally being drawn to the gaudy, golden, remote.

  “This? My old TV remote broke and I was supposed to get a new one. Instead I got sent this useless piece of junk.”

  “That’s supposed to be a TV remote?”

  “I know right? Who in their right mind would make a remote colored like this? And what the heck are these buttons supposed to be any… way!?”

  Darrin’s suddenly stared in shock. He’d been tapping on the buttons to further emphasize his point when he had noticed something ahead of him. It was the girl who was standing on the other side of the room, in the direction the remote was pointing. He swore he saw her… change.

  He tested it out, trying to press the same button again he’d been toying around him. Before his eyes he saw her hairstyle change.

  To start with she had a ponytail and then everything went static around her, like an old TV without reception, and her hair was styled as a beehive. Then another press and it was straight. Then it was in pigtails. Then she had a crop cut.

  Either he was hallucinating badly or the remote was doing something to that girl.

  “Hey, is everything okay?” Taylor asked the distracted Darrin, “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

  “Didn’t you just see that!?”

  “See what?”

  “Look at that girl, the one over there.”

  “The one looking at the shelves?”

  “Yeah, keep looking at her,” he told her as he began to flick through the settings again, cycling through different hairstyles, “See!?”

  She looked back at him in confusion, and maybe a slight bit of concern.

  “Erm… what are you talking about here?”

  “Her hair! Can’t you see her hair!?”

  “Like… yes I can see her hair. Can you keep your voice down? You’re going to get us kicked out of here.”

  He shook his head, “No you can’t be seeing it. What do you see now?” he asked her as he pressed the button again, her hair turning long and wavy.

  “I see a girl with wavy
brown hair?”

  “You didn’t see it change?”

  “Change? What are you talking about?”

  Darrin pressed the button again, “Now what do you see?”

  “I see the same thing. I see a girl with dreadlocks. Such a weird style along with that outfit. Come on that’s not really worth all this fuss.”

  It was getting weirder. It definitely wasn’t just him seeing it, that girls hair definitely was changing. Taylor was confirming it but she was just making things even more confusing. She could see and recognize the end product but she didn’t seem to be able to realize that anything was different.

  “Look again,” he begged her, “What do you see this time?”

  “Darrin what is going on here? You’re acting creepy.”

  The entire situation was making him feel a little bit crazy. That was when his phone started to ring again. He completely forgot that he’d missed a call thanks to the commotion.

  “Sorry I was just joking. Guess I’m not as funny as I thought. I need to take this!” he said as he rushed off with the remote in hand, glad to have an excuse to get out of there before Taylor’s opinion of him fell any lower.

  Once he’d reached the safety of deep within the jungle of bookshelves he fished his phone out to see who was calling. Unknown number, weird.

  “Hello?” he said into the phone curiously.

  “Hello Mr. Darrin Lynch!” the happy, female, voice on the other side said, “Like thank you for ordering a Bimbo Remote from us! I’m just checking to make sure that your order arrived on time.”

  “Wait, sorry, what did you just say?”

  “Your Bimbo Remote? It has arrived safely and stuff?”

  Darrin looked over the remote he had in his hand. A Bimbo Remote? It had to be this thing, there was no doubt about it. Whatever this Bimbo Remote thing was it was in his hands and it was why he’d been seeing weird things in the library.

  “Yes, I think so. Could you just tell me what a Bimbo Remote is? What does it do?”

  “Certainly sir! A Bimbo Remote is like the new cutting edge advancement in bimbofication tech stuff. It offers all the bimbo making power of our old products on one small easy to use device.”

  Bimbofication? Bimbo making?

  “Are you trying to tell me this is a remote which can transform women into bimbos?”

  “Like totally! Any woman you point at can be changed with just the press of a button!”

  It was just like what had happened in the library. The remote in his hand had nothing to do with television, it was built for bimbofication.

  Darrin wasn’t quite sure how he’d managed to get his hands on it, he’d only tried to order a new remote for his TV after all, but it didn’t change the fact that he had the power to change others right at his fingertips.

  There were so many more buttons to press and settings to explore. What else was the remote capable of doing? He had to know.

  He brought his conversation with the bubbly woman to an end and made his way back towards Taylor. He needed somebody to use a guinea pig for his experiments. She seemed as good a candidate as any.

  The Darrin who had left Taylor alone to study was gone. That crazy, shouty, unstable Darrin was replaced with a smiling, happy, teammate. Maybe a bit too happy?

  “Hey Taylor. Sorry about that,” he said to her, “Was just doing a bit of guy humor, you know. Forgot that it doesn’t work as well with those… who aren’t guys.”

  “Just forget about it, I already have. Let’s just get back to studying.”

  Yes, studying. Darrin would be studying but he wouldn’t be studying words in a textbook, he would be studying the way that Taylor transformed when he used his remote.

  Laying it across his lap beneath the table, in a position where it was obscured from her view, Darrin pointed the remote towards Taylor and began his test.

  First up was a button he’d already tested out. He pressed and watched her hair change from a messy bob into long, straight, locks. Pressing the button just below and and her hair changed back the other way. At least he’d confirmed what those buttons did.

  Next up he tried the button slightly to the side. Again it affected her hair but this time it went after the color and not the style.

  As he pressed upwards her brunette locks began to get darker under her hair was transformed into a complete, raven, black. When he went the other way things got lighter; he managed to get her all the way to a blonde with just a short bit of scrolling.

  Darrin opened his mouth to mention her hair, to see if she realized things were different, but then he backed out. He’d already been doing crazy talk over somebody else's hair, doing it to her as well would make him seem like some sort of hair obsessed maniac. He had to find something else to change and then quiz her about first.

  He tried the next set of buttons on the row he’d been using. It was hard to notice the change he was cycling through, he wouldn’t have caught it if it wasn’t for that static that came before each change. The static was coming from her eyes, it was adjusting her eye color. He could swap her hazel out for blue or brown or even strange colors like red and gold if he wanted.

  “Is something the matter?” Taylor asked, noticing his gaze seemed to be fixated on something, namely her.

  “W-what? Oh, nothing I just noticed how lovely and… gold your eyes are.”

  She giggled slightly, “What did you only just notice? Please don’t let them freak you out. I know they’re unusual but they work just fine.”

  “So you’ve always had gold eyes?”

  “As far as I know, yeah.”

  Jackpot. Unless Taylor turned out to be some sort of special case Darrin seemed to be the only one who noticed the changes. Even the person being transformed didn’t realize a thing. Was it because he was the one with the remote? The Bimbo Remote just kept getting more and more incredible.

  He twisted around to take a better look at the remote. No more random button presses just to see what would happen, he wanted some clues.

  The upper portion of the remote didn’t seem unusual at all. It was set out in four rows of three and looked just like any ordinary keypad. It was below when things started to get strange.

  Grouped together were small pairs of buttons with labels which marked what they did. The ones that he’d been playing around with were labeled ‘Hair.S’, ‘Hair.C’ and ‘Eye.C’. However they weren’t the only ones, there was a whole load more.

  Darrin could see options for skin color, options for height, weight, bust size, ass size. When he’d saw IQ earlier it literally must have literally meant shifting IQ numbers like flicking the volume up and down. The remote seriously had so many options.

  It was during this closer inspection that Darin took a better look at the browsing wheel. He had presumed it would just be the ‘Ok’ button with some similar options around it but he was wrong on the former part. What the chunky button read instead was ‘Full Outfit’.

  Around the side he found more precise options for shirt, pants, skirt, socks, shoes, underwear and more. The remote could change not just physical attributes but even clothing as well. It was just getting better and better. He had to try it out.

  Darrin spied his partner again and clicked on the button which affected her full outfit, then he just had to figure out what to do next.

  Looking for answers he pressed the one button on the keyboard. Everything changed quickly before his eyes.

  A complete static buzz warped her entire outfit and changed it completely, or to be more precise it changed her out of it. Suddenly Taylor was sitting there in the nude.

  He wanted to sit around and admire her now naked body for a long time but he felt total nudity was definitely a bit too risky. Quickly he pressed the two button and again there was a static warp around her. This time Taylor was dressed but not in much. All she was put into was a small, red, bikini.

  Number three and she was dressed up as a naughty schoolgirl. Four and she was dressed as a slutty nurs
e. Five and she suddenly looked like a cheap hooker. Every one was a brand new outfit.

  Darrin cycled through all nine and watched how her clothing changed into so many different, skimpy, outfits. When he pressed on number zero her outfit was changed back to the way it had been before his fooling around. Her clothing was back to normal.

  It had been an incredible show. Were there only nine to choose from or could he find more if her combined presses together? He was curious to find out but not as curious he was to see what else he could do to her.

  Right at the bottom of the remote was another row of buttons. They were marked down as libido, lust, obedience and personality. He just had to give this a go.