The Magical Bimbo Bundle!

by Gregory Michelson

  Still… Veronica was about to open the box when she frowned.

  Those bitches are jealous of me. That’s why they try to keep me down, she thought. It would be just like them to send her something that would give her boils or stain her skin or something else intended to bring her down. Smiling at her own intelligence, Veronica went and got a pair of scissors from her school desk. Back home, she would have had someone to do this for her, but here she was all alone and having to depend on her own skills.

  She carefully took the scissors to the box, ready to jump away at any hint of a problem.

  There was none. She easily cut through the cardboard, to reveal a clear plastic box with a ring in it.

  What the hell?”

  When Veronica held the box up, she could see the gold and silver metal of the ring glinting in the light. There were three rubies worked into the ring, each one seeming to gleam with an inner fire.

  Veronica knew all about jewelry. She always made certain that she got the very best from her family and those she permitted to be on her arm, and this ring was really high quality.

  This thing must cost at least 5,000 dollars! Veronica thought in disbelief.

  Fingers trembling, the opened the box, looking at the ring as it sat there in its bed of satin fabric, gleaming back at her. Beside it was a tiny sheet of parchment, pushed between the walls of the box and the ring’s cushion.

  Who could have sent this… Veronica shivered. Someone who could just afford to mail a ring out like this was wealthy. Probably wealthier than Veronica’s family. And they weren’t even worried about getting the ring back. Unless there was an address in the note, she couldn’t send it back if she wanted to. Reluctantly, Veronica put the box down, pulled the note out and prepared to read it.

  She wondered what whoever had sent the ring would want. Someone who sent stuff like this always wanted something. Veronica understood that because she only gave something to people because she wanted something, usually something more important, in return.

  The note was short.

  Dearest Victoria,

  This ring is my token of esteem to you and your lovely personality. The three rubies are bound to three wishes. Use it well and may you gain everything you deserve. All you must do is place the ring on your finger.

  Your admirer.

  “Oh fuck me,” Victoria growled. “It’s a crazy.”

  She’d seen people like that at lunch on the quad. Crazy ladies and guys (usually fat, ugly or both) who were all talking about crystal power and magic and Atlantis… lunatics, all of them. And now one of them knew her address and was crazy enough to find or make a ring that was worth thousands of dollars just to give it to her.

  Oh God. What if he shows up to demand you marry him? With that thought, Victoria ran to the door and locked it, before peering out of the peephole into the hallway. There was nobody there.

  Thank God.

  “Okay…” she said, going back to the ring. The ring looked real and Veronica was good at telling fake from real. So a crazy, possibly rich person.

  But even so, the ring looked so…pretty. She reached down and picked up the ring, holding it in her fingers, letting the light play over it. She shivered at the the way the light gleamed on it, seeming to strike deep into her soul.

  Veronica licked her lips. Putting on a ring couldn’t hurt her, and she could always make three wishes.

  She giggled at that thought, the odd sound filling the apartment. Veronica did not ‘giggle’.

  But she just had. Staring at the rubies, the light flashing and filling her eyes, Veronica wondered why she never had giggled. It didn’t sound so bad.

  But that wasn’t the issue right now. The issue was whether or not she should put this pretty ring on her finger.

  Pretty ring. It would look so pretty on her finger, so wonderful with the light gleaming off the metal and the rubies…

  Without another thought, she slipped the ring on her forefinger.

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  For a moment, nothing happened, and then the ring tightened around her finger, somehow fitting itself around her finger like it’d been made especially for her. There was also a strange electric shock that ran through her body.

  Victoria moaned. There had been something sexual in that feeling. She stared at the ring and tried to remember why she had been so annoyed at the package. She should be happy that someone thought to give her such a pretty ring!

  It made her look great.

  Except she wasn’t on the cheer team. Nobody would see her showing off, the ring on her finger letting everyone know just how valuable Veronica was to someone. Her old anger started to come back at that thought. After all, none of those other cheer-bimbos had someone who would give them a ring. Not a ring like this.

  Not a ring that could give her magic wishes.

  At that thought, Veronica burst into laughter as the odd feeling went away.

  “Magic wishes,” she said to herself. That was idiotic!

  But even so…

  Wouldn’t it be cool if I could just make a wish? I could do anything I wanted to! Those little bitches would come crawling back to me and I’d have boyfriends that I’d use and drop whenever I wanted to. Veronica! Veronica the greatest woman in the world!

  The raised her hand above her head, staring at the ring for a moment, letting the light play over it. Thinking. Then she looked around the room. There was nobody here. Nobody to make fun of her for what she was about to do.

  And nobody would ever know when nothing happened.

  “I wish that I could get what it takes to be part of the cheerleading squad!” she said finally, her green eyes fixed on the ring. For a moment, nothing happened and Veronica started to sight…

  And then one of the rubies in the ring started to glow.

  No, it started to blaze with light, Veronica’s eyes watering at the sight. Veronica gasped as a strange heat started to progress down her arm into her body. It wasn’t painful…it was arousing. She moaned as she felt her pussy start to get wet and suddenly she had images…

  Veronica was with the rest of the cheer team and they were in the locker room. Tom Jakes, the big quarterback had Veronica’s hair tangled around one beefy hand as she took his big cock in her mouth and all the way down her throat. The other cheerleaders were kneeling before their big beefy men. Janice, that fucking arrogant captain who had refused Veronica was getting it from both ends, her muffled moans joining with the others as her cum smeared body jiggled and writhed under the assault of two cocks, the laughing guys, lightly pinching and fondling her fat jugs.

  Veronica moaned around the cock. She didn’t understand why everyone had such big jugs and asses. She didn’t remember Cindi being so big, but the short brunette’s tits were bigger than her head as she bounced over to hand a beer to a lineman, gracefully kneeling down on the floor as her tits bounced from the motion. Her pussy was wet and she’d been well used, streams of cum pouring down her body and splattered across her face and curly brown hair. She’d been stuck up, but she was just as big a bimbo slut as they all were.

  Then Veronica felt two powerful hands grab her by the ass, lifting her up and positioning her as a thick cock pressed into her swollen pussy lips.

  This was what the cheer team was for— to cheer up the guys and be their obedient little fuck-toy sluts! Even as she felt the huge cock enter her eager pussy, Veronica was gulping down the hot seed from the other guy, her muffled whimpers joining with every other bimbo-bitch in the room. Then after they finished the post-game fuck, they’d find all of their hunky football stars’ favorite foods and prepare them in their little cheerleader outfits with their tits bouncing out of the tiny halter tops. Then it’d be time to go home and get fucked again…

  Veronica grunted in pleasure as the images continued to assault her mind, eyes fixed on the glowing ruby. It was soooo…pretty. So wonderful. She should just look at it and let all of her mean thoughts go flowing out.

  It was then that Veronica felt
her clothes start to get all tight. Her modest chest seemed to be expanding and her bra was getting tight…uncomfortably right. Her pants were feeling constrained as it felt like her ass and hips were getting too big for them.

  So big… The pressure grew, until her bra was painfully constricting her tit-flesh. Veronica looked down and gasped a she saw her expansive cleavage continue to grow, her mounds now almost as big as her head! They were huge, they were….

  Wonderful. Even the discomfort of the bra couldn’t keep her from whining in pleasure at the way it rubbed against her tremendously sensitive skin.

  Then the light was playing around her body and all of a sudden the tremendous pressure went away as her clothes vanished. Veronica gave a shriek of surprise and fell on her big ass as her tits bounced wildly. For a few minutes she just sat in the middle of the room, panting in shock and arousal.

  What…what happened? Veronica wondered. Her mind was fuzzy with arousal and memories of her fucking…no, those couldn’t be memories. She’d never fucked those guys. She’d never fucked five guys at once.

  “But I bet I could…” Veronica said and then shut up in surprise. Her voice was low and purring. Oh, it was her voice, but it sounded different. It didn’t sound so angry. It sounded…

  “Like a girl who likes to fuck!” she said and laughed because that answer was soooo right. Wobbling slightly at the unfamiliar changes to her body, Veronica walked to her mirror and looked at herself in it.

  Her dark hair now fell almost all the way to the small of her back in an obsidian tide that just looked incredible. Her hair had never looked that good, no matter how much of her parents’ money she’d spent on the best salons. Her tits were huge standing out from her chest, with dark broad areolas tipped with thick nipples. Veronica ran her fingers over her tits and whimpered. It felt so good! Her tits had never been that sensitive. Then she dropped a hand down to her pussy and gently started to stroke her swollen lips, legs quivering at the incredible feeling as her fingers ran over her skin and lightly touched her clit. It was so… wonderful.

  Even her face was different, a little more flesh on it to make it look happier, with full lips on a mouth that was designed to take a man’s cock, no matter what size it was. The thought made Veronica slowly lick her lips.

  She had… she shivered and looked at the ring. One of the gems had turned transparent. Veronica moaned at that sight. It had been magic and that meant she had…two more wishes!

  She should…

  But before Veronica could decide what to do, there was a firm knock on the door.

  “Veronica, it’s Tim, can I come in?”

  Chapter II

  Tim? For a moment Veronica tried to remember the name and then she gave a tiny cry of surprise. Tim was the guy down the hallway, the guy with the big muscles who was some sort of anthropology major.

  She’d written him off the moment she’d heard that. Veronica liked to be taken care of and an anthropology major would never be able to pay for her life style. It was the sort of thing she joked about to her classmates. She would have an office, and so would they— an office made out of the cardboard box her desk came in.

  But now his voice sounded so strong and powerful that Veronica leaped to the closet, grabbing a robe. She tried to tie it around herself, but her tits pressed it out until the robe barely covered her nipples, leaving her cleavage nearly completely exposed. She belted it around her waist, so he couldn’t see her pussy (but would that be so bad?), but her tits pushed the fabric out so far that you could see all the way down to her belly button.

  “Veronica?”

  Veronica shivered at the sound of his manly voice. She needed to obey! After all, if she wanted to be a good cheerleader she had to do what the men wanted. And like a dummy, she’d locked the door!

  She felt her pussy start to grow damp at the thought of what she had to do. Do what the men wanted, give them what they wanted because that’s what made her happy.

  She opened the door and there was Tim, his muscled form filling it, close-cropped dark hair and tanned face making him look like a god who had just stepped off the pedestal to give the mortals a gift. Looking down, she saw his T-shirt outlining his muscles while his shorts clearly displayed his thick shaft.

  “Got my gift, I see.” He looked over her body, his gaze commanding and powerful.

  For a moment, Victoria couldn’t speak. Her body was shivering under his gaze, a desire to fall to her knees right now and worship that cock, run her tongue over it…

  “You…you gave me the ring?” she asked. She started to breath heavier. If he had given her the ring, Tim knew what it would to do her. And that meant he wanted her. Wanted to fuck her, wanted to make her his.

  “Yeah. I found it in some old…well, you don’t need to worry your head about that.” Tim grinned as he closed the door behind him.

  No, I don’t. That’s not my place…

  “See, the thing about the ring is that the finder can’t use it, or tell someone else what to wish… he has to give it to someone. I figured to give it to you, since… you wished you could get on the cheerleading squad.”

  How did he know? Her legs were getting wobbly and now she could feel a trickle of sex juice running down her thigh. “Yes…” she said. She dipped her head, unable to meet his strong gray eyes. “Yes sir…”

  Sir. He was a sir. A man, a strong man that someone like her could only obey.

  “Bet you didn’t expect this…but see, you should have specified how you’re going to get on the cheerleading squad.” He grinned. “It’s what you learn when you’re preparing to be a homeless graduate…”

  “I’m sorry sir!” Veronica said. “Can I… Can I make it up to you?” She pulled the robe apart, letting it fall off her shoulders and pile on the floor. Her tits jiggled from the motion and she moaned at the way the cool air was teasing her nipples and pussy.

  “What do you think you could do?” Tim asked.

  “I…I could fuck you!” Veronica said. She’d wanted to be a cheerleader and he was right. Cheerleaders fucked! They fucked anyone and everyone and that’s what all the movies said. She whimpered at her stupidity of wanting to be the one in charge. That’s why she never had any friends. Never any friends who would fuck her like she deserved! But she could fix that! Veronica fell on her knees, heavy tits almost pulling her all the way down the floor. “I could fuck you really good,” she said in a desperate whine.

  “And are you sorry for being so mean?”

  “Yes!” she shouted. She’d never be that mean again!

  “Fine…” Tim said, as he undid his shorts, his thick, hard cock emerging. “You know what to do…”

  And she did. She’d never sucked cock before (For some reason she’d been disgusted at the idea, but not now!) but she understood what she needed to do. Veronica leaned forward, lightly kissing the head of Tim’s cock while her pussy dripped onto the floor. She lightly sucked on it, before taking it all the way into her mouth, like she’d been sucking cock all of her life. She used her hands to bring her jugs up, forming a fleshy tunnel, the rubbing sensation driving her nuts. Tim chuckled and gripped her head by her long hair. “You like this, right?”

  She moaned agreement around his cock. The taste was the most wonderful thing she’d ever experienced.

  “So I bet you got your wish…”

  She moaned again.

  “And you’ll have to think of what to do with your other two wishes, but right now…” he pulled her head to him, forcing her to take the cock in all the way to its base. “Just focus on what you do best.”

  Veronica did, using her tongue and tits, wiggling her big hips as she pleasured him, until all too soon, she felt his cock start to swell, as his hands gripped her with irresistible force…

  And then his cock seemed to explode with cum, flooding her mouth as her muffled cries and Tim’s growl of satisfaction merged. Veronica swallowed as fast as she could but the tasty white tide spilled out of her mouth, rolling down he
r chin and onto her dugs. Then Tim pulled back, freeing his cock as she sprayed her face with jets of white cum, landing on her cheeks and hair.

  Old Veronica would have been mortified. Now, Veronica could barely speak, senseless babbling words coming out of her mouth as she orgasmed, a puddle of her juices forming under her.

  Then Tim reached down and picked her up, her body flopping bonelessly as he put her up against the counter of the kitchen.

  “Hands out,” he growled and Veronica somehow got the will to put her hands out, bracing herself against the cool tile as Tim, brought his hand down on her meaty ass, the sound of the slap filling the room. She raised her ass to him, every smack turning her on even more. She had never dreamed that she could have had an orgasm like the one she’d just had, but now she felt like she was melting every smack driving her to ever higher levels of pleasure. Veronica looked over at the refrigerator and saw her cum-covered face in it. A slut’s face, covered with a man’s cum and ready to take every cock in the building.

  Her face! She opened her mouth and then cried out as Tim, with one smooth thrust, entered her pussy with his cock.

  If possible, it felt even better than her sucking him off. As big as her hips were, his cock seemed to spread them, filling her to capacity and beyond as he thrust into her. As he did that, he leaned down to whisper into her ear.

  “Do you like my gift?”

  “Yes…oh yes…”

  “And are you stuck up Veronica or a happy bimbo-slut?”

  “Bimbo-slut…BIMBO-SLUT!” Veronica screamed the last as her life came into focus. She’d go and become a cheerleader and fuck anyone who wanted her and then come back and fuck Tim. And one day a man would decide he wanted her permanently and she’d become his little house wifey and fuck him whenever he wanted! Even as she squealed at the feel of his cock and the images playing in her head, Tim reached around and started twisting and pinching her fat nipples and the sensation caused Veronica to start babbling nonsense words as it seemed like her brain was melting.