by Sasha Scott
The fast intensity he was delivering to her needy body made her squeals even louder and louder. It wouldn’t have surprised Darrin if others could hear her moans all through the college. She wasn’t staying quiet, she was letting it all out.
“OMG so amaze, so great, so good!” she babbled out in ecstasy as her body was simply used, “More, more, more!”
She begged for more and she was getting more. Darrin dragged her arms as far as he could so she was basically standing, his hold locking itself around her shoulders and under her huge, jiggling, chest. In that position he could get even rougher with her body.
Dixie cried in heavenly bliss as she twisted her head to look at her handsome student, slapping his complexion with her hot moans. It seemed there was only one way to shut her up and that was to occupy her lips with something else.
He lunged his mouth into hers as she turned his way, locking her into a deep, make out, kiss which included tongue twisting and drool swapping. He really knew how to show an old woman a good time.
As he continued to motor his hips into her pussy, like a red hot piston, he felt something building up inside of his body. There was only one thing it could be as his cock throbbed and bulged and that was his pent up orgasm.
Darrin released his bear hug grip of her body and allowed her to collapse back down onto the desk. He continued to fuck, putting his final surge of strength into his body as he growled down at his bimbo professor.
“Here it comes,” he snorted down at her, “I’m gonna blow! I’m cumming!”
She didn’t even have time to react or respond. Good to his word he hilted himself deep into her wetness and began to cum, firing his hot ropes of jizz into her velvet insides and directly into her womb.
Dixie quivered at the sensation of hot seed flooding her body and it pushed her over the edge. Being creampied delivered to her a sensation she hadn’t felt in a long, long, time; a body shuddering orgasm.
The two climaxed together, Darrin squeezing his cum into her body while Dixie howled and sprayed her juices all over her desk. There was no place either wanted to be but there right then.
Only after he had finished marking her insides in the color white did Darrin draw his hips back and unseal himself from her sensitive insides. Dixie was left in place, down for the count on her desk.
“Like you can come back to my office anytime,” the bimbo professor gurgled, not even able to muster the strength to remove herself from such an embarrassing position.
There was no way Darrin wouldn’t be taking her up on that offer sometime again. She was incredible, having his own bimbo in power was the best. With her at his disposal he could practically do anything that he wanted.
Actually, that gave him an idea.
“Alright everyone, class is over!” Professor Dixie Richards cheered at the end of another interesting, yet not incredibly factual, lecture. The bimbo teacher jiggled up and down while clapping her hands and roared “Good job!”
Of course the way she was acting was totally ridiculous but nobody seemed to give it too much thought. They all presumed that was how she’d been since day one; they were all used to it.
A few students returned her overly happy applause before the masses begun leaving their seats. That was when she remembered something important.
“OMG stop!” the busty blonde squeaked out to the class, “I almost forgot, all girls stay behind. It’s very, very, important.”
There was a heavy mutter which bounced across the room about the sudden announcement but that didn’t stop everyone from taking their positions. The guys slowly flocked out and left all of the girls waiting around to see why they were wanted.
Once the last guy had left the room Dixie began with a giggle.
“Like okay, thanks for staying everyone! We have a very special guest here! This is Darrin, you like might recognize him from this class. Well he is here to talk to all of you about bimbos! Yeay!”
Up onto the stage and to the speaker's podium, with a wide smile on his face, came Darrin.
“Okay everybody,” he announced, looking over a very confused lecture hall, “I’m here to present you all with some very exciting life possibilities. Now, can anybody tell me what this is?”
Towards the female filled room he pointed an item none of them had ever seen before but he knew very well indeed; The Bimbo Remote. It aimed over a number of women who were ready for the changing. In such a position there was no way Darrin could help himself.
A bimbo professor needed a bimbo class. He was going to give her one but it wouldn’t be for Dixie’s benefit, it was for his.
Darrin smirked as he began to press the buttons. Having four bimbos to play with was fun but more was always better. Bimbo Academy, here he comes.
Welcome to Bimbo Academy
Finally it was back to college for Jessica.
It’d been a rough week for her. She’d fallen ill on the Monday but had still struggled her way into class to hand in her work assignment. Once that had been sorted she decided to take the rest of the week off, staying in bed, recuperating from her flu. Sure she was missing lessons but she wouldn’t be learning anything there anyway in such a poor condition.
Having sick days so early on in the course was a bummer but she just couldn’t help it.
Luckily, once Monday came back around, she was feeling right as rain. No more missing lectures for her, it was back to the office.
Jessica strolled into the lecture hall with a few minutes to go as usual, joining in with the crowd who were also flocking in right on time. Once inside it didn’t take her long to find where her friends were gathered.
They were the same as always. Thick, whore like, makeup. Hair tied up into strange ponytails and childish pigtails. Skimpy, slutty, schoolgirl uniforms showing off their incredibly curvy and sexy bodies. Yep, her friends were the same as always.
“Her girls,” Jessica called out to her pack.
“Like OMG, Jessy’s back!”
“Like hi Jessie! Like I didn’t know you’d be coming in today!”
“Yep, made a full recovery,” she huffed, flexing proudly, “I’m good to go!”
She went ahead and took her seat just as Professor Richards was taking her place at the speaker’s podium at the front of the hall. She looked good as always as well. It was hard to believe that such a young looking woman was in her forties; she looked incredible!
“Like hi everybody!” Dixie cheered, giving her class a big wave which made her juicy tits jiggle, “Like we’re totally gonna get started in a second but like before we start like where is Jessica Jones?”
Obviously Jessica was surprised to suddenly gate name dropped. Still she raised her arm up into the air to make her presence clear.
“Over here Miss. Richards.”
“Like please, call me Dixie sweetie… oh wait, that’s not what I wanted to say. Like could you stay behind for me after class? Like thanks and stuff.”
Oh it was just standard business then. She’d been missing for a week so she probably had some work that she was meant to catch up with, nothing serious.
With an appointment after class waiting for her, Jessica listened through the lesson like a diligent student, unaware that devious acts were waiting for her on the other side.
“See you later girls,” Jessica said to her friends, waving them off.
“Like don’t you want us to wait for you and stuff?”
“Who knows how long they’ll want me for? Just make sure you save me a place.”
“Totally will do! Bysies!”
Her giggly, bimbo, friends all skipped away happily nattering to each other leaving Jessica alone in the lecture hall with the stragglers who were slowly making their exit, as well as the woman who was waiting for her.
With her pals departed, Jessica strolled down to the front of the theatre to where Dixie was sitting, on the edge of the stage.
“Like hi there Jessica!” Dixie giggled, “Like can I call you Jessy?”
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p; “Erm sure Professor Richards.”
“Like it’s Dixie, remember?”
“Oh yeah, sorry.”
The bubbly professor giggled again, “Like that’s okay! So like you know why I asked you to stay behind, don’t you?”
Jessica gave a swift nod, “I do, it’s because I missed a week, isn’t it?”
“Yeppers, that’s right.”
“You got my email didn’t you? I don’t want you to think I was just slacking off.”
“No it’s ‘kay I totally know you were all poorly and stuff but that like totally doesn’t matter it’s just that you totes missed some important stuff that you gotta catch up on. That’s why Darrin is here.”
It was only when she motioned to the side that Jessica realized that she and Dixie weren’t alone. Another student from the class was there, waiting for them.
She recognized him well from that previous lecture. He really stood out compared to everybody else as he had a big group of girls all around him who spent most of the lesson kissing and rubbing against him. Not that she found it unusual or anything, it was just noticeable.
“Hey,” Darrin said to her, “I was just wondering, have you noticed anything unusual or different since you got back from your week off?”
Something unusual? Something different? Something strange? Jessica picked her own brain. Was something out of the ordinary around here? If there was she couldn’t see it. Class was the way she always remembered it, well ever since she started the course a few weeks back. A room filled with dull guys and giggly bimbo bombshells being taught cheerfully by a smoking hot blonde at the front. Nothing seemed out of place.
“Nope,” Jessica replied with a small shake of the head, “Nothing I can think of.”
Darrin grinned wickedly at her reply. Once again The Bimbo Remote demonstrated just how powerful it was. He’d managed to completely rewrite the class, making every woman a bimbo, and one who managed to slip through the cracks didn’t even notice a thing.
“Oh really? You sure? What about the school uniforms that all the other girls were wearing, being modelled here by the lovely Dixie.”
The bimbo professor dropped down to her feet and gave a twirl, allowing her pink mini skirt to flutter around her wide hips, showing it off with a flourish.
Every girl in the class had been wearing the same thing. A white blouse that was unbuttoned at the top to show plenty of cleavage. A pink, checkered, mini skirt. White, cotton, panties and socks and finally black heels down below. The only one who hadn’t been wearing that was Jessica.
“What about them?” she asked, “They look the same as always.”
“Then where is yours?”
Jessica looked down at herself to find she was wearing a comfy sweatshirt and jeans, no uniform in sight.
“Like… urgh… I guess I must have forgotten it. Sorry Dixie, I guess last week is still getting to me.”
“It isn’t me you should be saying sorry to Jessy. Like Darrin is the one making sure that all the girls are being the best bimbos they can be. You say sorry to him.”
Even a comment as unusual as that didn’t phase Jessica. The Bimbo Remote’s magical powers reflected all her concerns away. Of course, this is the way it had always been; Darrin was the guy who was in charge around here.
“Sorry Darrin…”
“No need to feel bad. I can fix your problem for you right now.”
“You can?”
“Just watch me.”
It was finally time for The Bimbo Remote to make its appearance on the scene.
Darrin took the remote from his pocket and aimed the tacky looked golden device at the good looking girl dressed in casual clothing, putting her in his sights.
Jessica had very pale skin and natural red hair, along with blue eyes and soft, pink, lips. While her pretty face was easy to notice it was hard for him to see how good her body looked when she was hidden under a sweatshirt. However even baggy clothing couldn’t disguise the fact she was tall, almost as tall as he was.
With a simple click of a button Darrin managed to tackle both of their problems at once, by dressing her up in a sexy schoolgirl uniform which had became the norm in the class.
Suddenly Jessica’s issue with wearing the wrong clothes was sorted and Darrin got that good look at her body which he craved. She turned out to be a very slender girl, trim but not very busty. However that was nothing that more presses of the remote couldn’t take care of.
“Oh thank you!” Jessica said to him happily. She felt compelled to thank him but now that it was done she couldn’t remember what she was thanking him for. Nothing seemed to have changed.
“No problem Jessica, happy to help. Now in return I want you to help me.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“All I want you to do is tell me that you want to be a bimbo.”
It was such an unusual thing to ask, it took Jessica aback slightly. She looked over to her professor for some assistance but the happy blonde just nodded back at her.
“Like go on then? Like you owe Darrin and stuff, don’t ya?”
That was right she did owe him for… whatever he did. She seriously couldn’t remember but she knew she had to pay him back.
“Alright,” she sighed, steeling herself, “I want to be a bimbo.”
He smirked once more as he aimed the remote back at the uniform wearing redhead.
“Excellent choice. Now you just need to wait there. I’ll take care of the rest.”
Now that the formalities were taken care of it was time to create yet another bimbo and to tie up the loose ends which were stopping his bimbo class from being perfect.
Jessica was a good looking girl but Darrin couldn’t help feeling slightly irritated by the way that she failed to fill out that sexy school uniform. However that was something The Bimbo Remote could put right so Darrin got to work, sending her breast size on the up.
Her small, perky, tits began to inflate into a pair of eye grabbing balloons thanks to the magic of the remote. The front of her blouse was bulged and spread open to show off that suddenly created cleavage that sat in between her expanding her massive melons.
To compensate for the fact that she’d missed out on the initial round of changes a few days ago, Darrin made sure that he wasn’t halfheartedly modifying her figure. He turned her tits from big to huge to giant; she was given one of the largest busts in the whole class.
When Darrin finally eased up on her chest she was easily filling out an F cup.
Of course his work wasn’t going to end after simply making her breasts bigger, there was a whole lot more work that needed doing. A tall thing like her would look silly being so outrageously top heavy, he had to balance her out down below as well.
Darrin took aim at her hips and ass and made them grow, the former starting to stretch and expand to the sides while the latter was given extra mass, a small behind slowly being turned big and fat.
The mini skirt which Jessica had covering her ass was quickly turned into a micro skirt, her booty growing so lusciously thick and large that the small strip of fabric wasn’t equipped to hide it all. Her cotton panties had a similar situation of becoming inadequate, practically transforming into a thong when faced with that colossal ass.
She looked so fine with both her breasts and her booty plumped up massively. Suddenly the tall stick figure had been transformed into a full hourglass beauty. He polished off his present work by making her waist a little narrower as well, only adding to the shape.
Jessica was perhaps his best creation yet and he still wasn’t finished. She’d been turned into a bombshell but there was still some way to go before she was a bimbo bombshell.
Next up he targeted her lips. They were a nice pink color but weren’t really anything special in the size department and that just wouldn’t do. A bimbo’s lips needed to be thick and full.
Pressing down on the corresponding size button rapidly, Jessica’s lips began to get fat and puffy very, very, quick
ly. They inflated so much that her lips began to smother together, giving her a permanent duck face pouted look that made her resting face look fantastically slutty. It just screamed bimbo.
Speaking of the bimbo look, it was common for bimbos to have blonde hair. In fact over eighty percent of his new bimbo academy had blonde hair, but Jessica was going to be an exception. It would be a waste to put her natural red hair to waste. He just had to add a bimbo spin to it.
While redhead was a term used to routinely describe ginger hair, Darrin decided that Jessica would look better going by the proper definition of red. That was why he changed her hair color from an orange hue to a bright, tomato, red.