The Bimbo Wife

Sarah checked her GPS for the third time in a minute. She had been driving down a long winding country road for over a half hour and she was starting to doubt the address that Kayla had given her.

Kayla was Sarah's best friend but she had grown less and less communicative since marrying a guy Craig who she had only been dating for a year. Sarah never liked Craig but she had tolerated him for her friend. After not hearing from Kayla for two months despite multiple messages, Sarah was considering getting the authorities involved before finally receiving an invite to the secluded home that Kayla shared with Craig.

Sarah knew that Kayla had moved somewhere rural after the wedding but had never received an address so Sarah practically lept into her car after getting the invite.

Sarah still didn't understand why Kayla was with a guy like Craig. Kayla was vibrant and ambitious and clever. Craig was a dull guy who worked a sketchy job and talked about nothing but sports and celebrities who he thought were hot.

Sarah had a theory about what had happened to Kayla in the back of her mind that she was too scared to think about actively. The possibility made Sarah's feel sick but as the large house finally came into her view when she rounded a corner her stomach sank. It was a beautiful serene-looking house but something about it communicated to Sarah that her worst fears about her friend had come true.

There wasn't a paved driveway but Sarah parked her small blue sedan in a spot on the front lawn that looked well-worn with tire tracks. She kept her eyes on the house as often as possible when she exited her car and got her bag as if the house might disappear if she looked away from it.

Sarah could see no movement through the windows but when she rang the front doorbell, the door opened immediately.

"Sarah! Ohmygod!" Kayla gasped. She flung open her arms.

Sarah's heart sunk. It was her worst fear. Kayla was now a Bimbo.

Kayla's olive-shaped green eyes and beautiful freckles were the same as was her height of 5'2 as well as her cute button nose and delicate lips but that is where Sarah's recognition of her friend stopped.

Instead of a fit trim athletic body, Kayla had wide hips, a tiny waist, and an enormous bust. Her curves were squeezed into a tight full length black bodysuit with a pink apron on top.

"I've missed you soooo much!" Kayla purred. She shuffled forward and pulled Sarah into a tight hug. Sarah couldn't help but tighten up to feel her friend's new huge breasts crush against her own flat chest. Kayla gave amazing hugs but it just didn't feel like Kayla anymore.

"I've missed you too," Sarah whispered sadly and then decided to hug her friend back. It wasn't Kayla's fault. There was no need to be cold with her.

"So?" Kayla asked after she stepped back from the hug. She motioned down to her own body. "What do you think? Don't I look fantastic?"

Sarah swallowed and thought carefully. She remembered all the long conversations the pair had shared together when the Bimbo craze first became mainstream. They had seen some of their other friends give into the admittedly alluring talking points that were passed around. Bimbos were more happy. Bimbos didn't have nearly as many responsibilities, even if they still worked. There was peace and purpose in submission.

But both Sarah and Kayla had admitted their temptations to each other and had decided that they ultimately wanted to remain themselves.

So to see Kayla as a fully fledged traditional blonde Bimbo made Sarah feel wild with panic. Pink Industries - the only company with Bimbofication technology - constantly hammered on their talking points about how there was no way to be Bimbofied without consent but Sarah just couldn't imagine that Kayla would have made such a decision for herself.

"You look amazing," Sarah said and forced a smile. As twisted as Sarah felt inside she knew that Kayla didn't deserve anything but kindness. It was Craig who deserved her ire.

"Right?" Kayla giggled. She turned back and forth, making sure to make more movement than necessary so that her enormous breasts bounced heavily the entire time.

"I'm so glad you finally invited me up," Sarah said. "I really missed you. I'm a little surprised it took so long!"

"I feel so badly about that," Kayla pouted. "But I hadta make sure I was properly Turned and still knew how to do all of my wifely duties before I could entertain! You understand."

Sarah certainly did not understand but she just forced another smile.

"So where is your lucky hubby anyway?" Sarah asked.

"He's out doing a little shopping," Kayla explained. "He's been so excited for your visit as well!"

"I'm sure he has been," Sarah said. She looked at her smiling friend and did her best to hold back tears. She felt like a failure for allowing it to happen but she needed to keep her focus. She would be letting Craig win if she blamed herself.

"Let me show you to your room," Kayla said.

"Oh I thought we could maybe share a bed like we used to back in your old apartment," Sarah said.

"Oh I'm sorry," Kayla said. "I need to sleep with my husband."

"Right," said Sarah. She followed Kayla deeper into the large house with her roller bag in tow. "But it's just that I'm going to see you so rarely now that you've moved out here and it's just for a few days. Can't you make an exception?"

"I would be a very bad Bimbo and a very bad wife if I left my husband alone all night," Kayla said. Sarah winced to hear her best friend refer to herself as a Bimbo. Despite the physical evidence staring Sarah in the face she was still in denial.

"Of course," Sarah said.

Kayla led her friend down a spiral staircase and then down another hallway.

"This place is enormous," Sarah said. "And there are more rooms and hallways than I expected. I might need a map!"

"Craig can decide if you need one," Kayla replied. Sarah had been joking and so Kayla's answer made a shiver run down her spine.

"Here you go!" Kayla said and opened up a nondescript door in a hallway full of identical-looking doors.

"Thanks," Sarah said. A cynical part of her felt like there would be a cage inside the door but it was a surprisingly cozy and well-furnished guest room.

"Don't get too comfy," Kayla said when Sarah sat down on her bed. "Follow me back to the kitchen, I'm going to make you a snack!"

Sarah was grateful to have a guide to lead her back upstairs to the main floor of the house that was far more open and far less confusing. The kitchen was enormous and there were pink accessories and cooking tools everywhere.

"This is kinda like my domain," Kayla said with a giggle. "Craig lets me make every meal for him. Isn't that so nice?"

"He's a real gentleman," Sarah said. If Sarah could wrestle one dry positive from the fact that her best friend had been turned into a Bimbo, it was the fact that she didn't have to disguise her tone. Bimbos were notoriously terrible at picking up on sarcasm or condescending comments.

"Oh I know!" Kayla breathed. "I don't even remember the last time I went so long without seeing him!"

"So, um..." Sarah started. She shuffled nervously. "What made you decide to become a Bimbo?"

Kayla turned away from the counter where she was preparing some simple food and tilted her head to look at Sarah. She opened her mouth to reply but she couldn't get out as much as a syllable before Craig strode into the kitchen.

"It surprised me too!" Craig said.

"Babyyy!" Kayla cooed. She dropped what she was doing and ran to her husband. She threw herself at him and gripped him in a tight hug. Craig looked over Kayla's shoulder into Sarah's eyes and gave her a shit-eating grin.

"Oh it was her idea?" Sarah asked. She didn't hide the vitriol in her voice.

"She told me that she was embarrassed by how bad she was at simple wifely duties," Craig said. "She hated laundry, never cooked, and couldn't bring herself to serve me beer while I watched the game. She said that if she became a Bimbo, then all those problems would be solved!"

Sarah trembled in anger. Craig knew as well as she did that Kayla would never, ever make a decision like that and especially not for those reasons.

"And were those problems solved, baby?" Kayla moaned. She rubbed her hands up and down Craig's sides and looked at him with complete adoration.

"They're getting better," Craig said and then pushed his gorgeous buxom wife away from him so that he could sit down in a chair opposite Sarah.

Sarah realized that she hadn't heard the front door open before Craig had entered.

"I was jus' making Sarah a snack," Kayla said to her husband. "Do you want something?"

"You know what I want, dummy," Craig said with a grin. His lower half was covered by the table but his movements and the sounds made it clear to Sarah that he was sliding down his pants.

"Ohhhh! Yummy!" Kayla gasped. She dropped to her knees and disappeared out of sight. In moments the sounds of a wet horny blowjob filled the kitchen.

"So how have you been?" Craig asked Sarah.

"Don't give me that," Sarah snapped. "How could you do that do her?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Craig replied.

"Bullshit," Sarah hissed. "There's no way that Kayla wanted this for herself."

"Oh Sarah," Craig said and rolled his eyes. "I know you were always jealous when Kayla finally fell in love and a man took her attention away from you but I vowed to love her no matter what. Why can't you do the same?"

"I do love her!" Sarah said. "That's why I want to protect her!"

"Honey?" Craig asked and looked down to his crotch. "How you doing down there?"

"Ohhhh," Kayla moaned after a *pop* sound filled the room. "Soooo good! Your big hard cock tastes so, so delicious! I jus' wanna suck on it all day!"

Then the sound of moaning and slobbering returned and Sarah winced.

"It doesn't sound like she needs protecting to me," Craig replied.

"You're such an asshole," Sarah seethed.

Craig shrugged and then leaned back in his chair. Sarah studied him with intense hatred. Craig was just an average-looking guy with a forgettable personality and no interesting interests. Of course he was the sort of man who needed to Bimbofy women to feel important. But how did he lure Kayla in his clutches in the first place?

"Mmm, mmphh, MMM!" Kayla moaned from under the table.

"That's so good, baby," Craig grunted. "You want your special treat? Huh?"

"MMM! MMM!!" Came Kayla's hungry reply muffled by a face full of cock.

"Fuck this," Sarah said and stormed out the kitchen. She rushed to the spiral staircase but not soon enough that she could escape the sounds of Craig's orgasmic shouts and his voice praising Kayla for swallowing every drop.

Sarah wiped angry tears from her eyes as she practically ran back to her room. She found the door without issue and slammed it behind her.

Sarah paced back and forth. She needed to stay calm. She needed to realize that she was in danger. If Craig could Bimbofy somebody like Kayla then of course he would be capable of doing it to her too.

As much as Sarah had wanted to deny the possibility of this situation being a reality she had still prepared for it. She opened her suitcase and organized her shelf-stable foods. Craig wasn't going to drug her. She hadn't even planned on eating the snack that Kayla had been making.

Sarah resolved to figure out the method Craig had used to Bimbofy her friend and put a stop to it. She needed revenge.

It was far too early to go to sleep but Sarah still lay under her covers. She rolled back and forth and tried to get the image of Kayla sinking to her knees out of her head. Sarah knew that Bimbos were always enthusiastic, she knew that they were sexually submissive and had no shame at all. It was still a shock to see her so readily give Craig a blowjob in front of her like that without even a look.

After thirty minutes Sarah got out of bed. She couldn't hide away. She needed to keep her cool and not let Craig get her off balance like that again.

Sarah fished the copy of Travel Sorry that she had brought out of her suitcase and left her room. It was a game that she and Kayla had played back in college together. It was a stupid game but it was always something they played while they caught up with each other's lives.

Despite the fact that Sarah had made it easily to her room from upstairs on her own, finding her way back to the spiral staircase proved to be far more difficult.

Sarah turned down bland wooden hallways with identical doors and no decorations over and over again. Sarah had never been in such a place. It felt like a combination of a cottage and the basement corridors of a sterile office building.

Sarah felt like she should feel more panicked at her situation as she rounded a corner and faced yet another identical-looking hallway but she simply didn't. She would find her way out. Craig wasn't going to get to her.

"Sarah! Hey!"

It was Kayla.

"Oh!" Sarah said with a smile and turned around to face her friend.

Kayla was sitting at a table in front of a large window at the back of the house on the main floor.

Oh good, Sarah thought to herself. I've made my way back upstairs.

"You brought it!" Kayla said with a wide smile. She stood up from the table and although she was very much still an extremely curvy blonde Bimbo, she looked more like the Kayla that Sarah knew. She was wearing high-waisted wide-legged white pants with six blue buttons at the front and a translucent blue blouse. All she needed was a scarf and she would look like a sailor.

"Oh yeah," Sarah said and held up the game box with a sheepish grin. "It's tradition."

"So c'mon, set it up!" Kayla said, referencing a joke that they always made. It was a travel version of the game and so all they really had to do was open the box.

"This window is beautiful," Sarah said after sitting down and playing a few turns.

"I just love this house," Kayla breathed.

"But it's so far," Sarah replied.

Kayla smiled and placed a hand over Sarah's hand.

"I know this is a lot for you," Kayla said.

Sarah couldn't believe how lucid Kayla sounded. Bimbos were fairly common these days and they always just sounded like bubbly mindless sluts to Sarah.

"It really is," Sarah admitted.

"I wish I could have given you more warning but it was just something I needed to do for myself. I knew you wouldn't understand. Like what if I told you that I get wet just from doing Craig's laundry?"

"I'd say you're crazy!" Sarah replied. "And... honestly, that it's a little pathetic."

Kayla just smiled again.

"I understand," Kayla said. "But there's a simplicity to this life that's unlike anything I've had before. There's purpose to everything I do. I've never been so happy."

"Every Bimbo says that Kay!" Sarah protested.

"And that's for a reason," Kayla replied. "And it's okay if you need to process this but if you have a problem with my husband, then you and I are going to have a problem."

Sarah felt a lump form in her throat.

"But it's me," Sarah said.

"And it's me," Kayla replied. "And it's who I married."

"I..." Sarah stammered and looked down at the game board.

"Sorry!" Kayla giggled and knocked one of Sarah's pieces back to the home position.

"Oh you sneak!" Sarah gasped.

"You girls getting along?" Craig called out. Sarah snapped her head around. He was watching TV on a sofa behind them. Had he always been there?

"Yes, baby!" Kayla cooed.

"That's good," Craig said. "Sorry to break it up but can you go get me a beer, dummy?"

Kayla's eyes went unfocused with pleasure for a moment. She started nodding before she answered out loud.

"Y-yes! Yes of course! Thank you!" Kayla moaned. She looked at Sarah with a crazed excitement as if she had just won a major award.

Sarah turned and watched her best friend trot off. Craig said nothing and stayed facing away as he watched TV.

Kayla returned in less than a minute but in addition to the beer she carried, she had changed into a little white bikini.

"Good girl," Craig said. He took the beer and spanked his wife's ass.

Kayla said something in a soft voice that Sarah couldn't quite hear.

"Of course, stupid," Craig replied. "Climb on."

"Ohhhh," Kayla moaned. She pulled her bikini bottoms to the side and Sarah found herself straining to look at her best friend's Bimbofied mound before she straddled her husband's lap.

Before Sarah knew it she was sitting in a comfier chair with a much better view of the sex.

Sarah had to admit that the couple looked amazing. Craig's hands were firmly on Kayla's hips as she rode him on the sofa. Her body was like music the way it moved on her husband's staff, never stopping and so many parts working in tandem.

"It's big baby," Kayla gasped. "It's so fucking big."

"You were the perfect little wife today weren't you, slut?" Craig asked. He slapped Kayla's ass again. Sarah stared as it rippled in response.

"Yes, baby I was!" Kayla replied. "I cleaned and did your laundry and cooked and sucked your cock like a good busty Bimbo!"

"I can't believe those massive tits are still stuck in that bikini," Craig grinned.

Me neither, Sarah thought.

"Do you want me to let them out, baby?" Kayla asked. She never missed a beat and Sarah couldn't help but stare as Craig's admittedly enormous cock disappeared and reappeared again out of Kayla's eager pussy.

"Don't be crass," Craig said. "We have a guest."

"Do I look good, Sarah?" Kayla moaned and looked at her best friend over her shoulder. "Do I look good fucking my husband?"

"Y-yes," Sarah gasped. Her mouth was dry. She couldn't deny it. They looked like gods fucking. Sarah had heard Bimbos referred to as "made for sex" so many times that it had lost meaning but she understood it now.

"S-she said I look good, baby," Kayla said back to her husband. "D-does that mean you'll cum inside me?"

"You were a good wife today," Craig said. "But not that good. On your knees."

Sarah had a full view this time as Kayla obediently dismounted from her husband and kneeled between his legs. She clutched his huge cock with two hands and pointed the tip at her mouth. It looked like her timing was perfect because Craig yelled up into the sky and Sarah could see his balls lurch and Kayla's throat swallowing over and over again.

*****

"How is it?"

"Delicious!" Sarah replied with a big smile.

It was the next morning and Kayla had made a big breakfast for the best friends. Craig was going to be gone all day and Sarah couldn't be happier about it.

Kayla was wearing a green dress with a white half apron and tall black heels. It wasn't necessary for breakfast for a friend but Sarah couldn't deny that she was enjoying the view.

"Oh I'm so glad!" Kayla said with a clap.

"Are you going to have any?" Sarah asked. "I can't eat all this myself!"

"Oh no," Kayla said. She furrowed her eyebrows and shook her head. "I don't eat stuff like that anymore."

Sarah froze and looked up.

"There's nothing... in this, is there?" She asked.

"What do you mean?" Kayla asked. "Just flour and eggs and all the pancake stuff!"

"Then what do you mean that you don't eat stuff like this anymore?" Sarah asked.

"Oh Craig's cum is enough for me now," Kayla replied.

Sarah choked on her food.

"You can't be serious!" Sarah exclaimed.

"It's newer Pink Industries technology," Kayla explained. "I'm so lucky that I got Bimbofied when I did!"

"Right," Sarah said and tried to shake off the image. "I have to say that you don't seem as, well, ditzy as most of the Bimbos I meet."

"Bimbos aren't as stupid as you think," Kayla said. She sat down to join her friend although her place setting was indeed void of food. "We're just really horny and submissive, you know? It's just when the idea of cock or obeying a man comes into our head we get real dumb and that just happens a lot!"