Willing Patient: The Complete Bimbo Therapy Series

Fresh out of college, Kelly Munson has managed to land an internship at a prestigious behavioral research institute. Resigned to making coffee and working the copier, she’s just thrilled to be in the same building as the famous and handsome researcher Dr. James Vellano. Little does she realize just how intimately his next project will involve her.

When a chance encounter catches his eye, she quickly becomes the center of his newest project. His studies of sexual pleasure have led him to design a program to create the ideal bimbo: voluptuous, horny, and desperate to please. Now he has the perfect test subject, and he’s prepared to work intimately and untiringly with her until he has shaped her into his perfect sexual plaything, though of course he’ll be willing to share.

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, bimbofication, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, multiple partners, medical examination, a dominant older man and the increasingly submissive, fertile young subject of his experiments. All characters are 18 or older.

Willing Patient: The Complete Bimbo Therapy Series follows Kelly’s transformation into a willing sex toy over the course of the three part series: Transforming the Intern, The Doctor’s Presentation, and Passing Around the Doctor’s Pet, now combined in a single volume.

Excerpt:

I lived in a rhythmic haze, sometimes completely caught up in the changes I was experiencing and at other times regaining enough of a clear head to understand what was happening. Gradually I began to recognize that this wasn’t about unleashing some empowering sense of sexuality. It was about making me into the perfect bimbo, a little sex kitten dwelling in the world of sensual pleasure. At first the thought alarmed me, but as the treatments went on, the more the thought excited me. I began to consciously work towards the little things that might please Dr. Vellano and bring me in line with what he wanted me to be. I awaited new measurements with breathless excitement. When my first reaction to any request wasn’t immediate and eager obedience, I stumbled over myself to apologize and beg his forgiveness.

I was starting to have trouble with complicated ideas, and even that I began to appreciate. The complicated ideas were all just distractions anyways. The simple things were the important things. Pleasure. Obedience. Keeping myself sexy and available. When anything that didn’t have to do with those things came up, men like Dr. Vellano were happy to worry about them for me in exchange for a little of those things that I did understand.

But best of all was the effect my changes had on them. That was where I took my greatest satisfaction. When I had first wandered in through their doors they had looked on me like a nice piece of clay, something they could do something with but not terribly interesting in my own right. But now I often saw their admiring glances. I saw the way they responded to my body and the little things I did to please them.

It was Dr. Vellano in particular that I focused on. I knew he wanted me, and that he was only managing to restrain himself because he didn’t want to interfere with the experiment in its early stages. But I didn’t care about the experiment. I cared about him, and I knew I could make him happy if he let me.

So I became a bit of a bad girl. I watched for the little things I did that most affected him and did them at every opportunity. I came and sat on his lap whenever he was too distracted to immediately shoo me away. Once or twice I managed to brush his groin with a thigh or a hand and could tell I made him hard. He had created his perfect sex toy and now I took it upon myself to be sure he got to play with me before his sense of responsibility left us both unhappy.

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Filled by the Doctor

Sammy Everson’s starting a new job, and that means a new medical plan. Reluctantly, the inexperienced young woman makes an appointment to see Dr. Crispin before her first day of work, hoping it will be quick and easy. But when a hot dream the night before leaves her feeling a bit frustrated and the young, handsome Dr. Crispin turns out to be far from what she expected, the exam starts to get very heated very fast and there’s only so long she can hide her intense responses from the doctor as he begins to explore her. Before long the doctor is pushing right to the center of his fertile young patient, and he’s going to test her sexual health … and her fertility … with some very direct and unprotected methods.

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, a medical exam, a handsome older doctor and his fertile younger patient, deflowering, impregnation, dominance and submissiveness. All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt

“Oh,” I stammered. “Ah, you mean – alright, I guess.” I closed my eyes and balled my hands, fighting not to throw my arms over my chest and stop him as he started to undress me. He lifted the gown up off my thighs and air rushed in over the slick, hot skin of my stomach. He guided it farther up and bunched it around my throat. I could feel it resting against the tops of my breasts and kept my eyes closed shut. It was like I could feel his eyes on me. I could feel my breasts exposed to the open air and this handsome, competent man standing next to me, slowly unclothing me. Excitement and mortification wreathed and fought in a place deep and wet inside me.

I let out a sharp breath as his hands touched me. His fingers were strong but gentle, and at first their touch was very light. It felt so unexpectedly wonderful that I almost cried out. He felt and massaged at my soft breasts, kneading and exploring. He cupped them tenderly in his palms. The pressure of his fingers increased. Every little move and squeeze was intensely welcome and almost overpowering. Everything he gave me, I wanted more. I wanted rougher. I wanted him to take me.

I felt like every other part of me ceased to exist, except where he was touching me and where I wanted him to touch me. A high, desperate sound escaped my lips. “Oh, fuck,” I moaned. “Oh, God.”

His hands paused, still grasping my breasts, and then the touch was gone.

My eyes opened. “Oh,” I said, remembering where I was and what was happening. “I –” Hot mortification flushed through me.

He leaned back. “Don’t be embarrassed. It’s a healthy response from a very healthy young woman.” He was looking down at my body and for a moment it felt like he was still touching me, like he had never wanted to stop. But again, I was very mixed up. This was getting very intense very fast. I needed to get a hold of myself. I needed to calm down.

This title was originally available under the title “Filled by the Doctor”

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Passing Around the Doctor’s Pet

Hopelessly struck by Dr. James Vellano’s good looks, celebrity renown, and of course his erotic pleasure therapy techniques, Kelly Mundson has surrendered herself to the famous researcher’s experimental project to create the perfect sex kitten: voluptuous, horny, and eager to please. A month ago she was just a shy intern drifting without direction, but through intense and extensive pleasure therapy – along with the physical modifications that have given her the body to make any man go wild – she has proven a flawless test subject for the doctor’s highly charged experiments in creating his ideal bimbo.

In the wake of his success, Dr. Vellano’s lab is moving to a private facility and he’s sent Kelly to stay with his friend across town. But after weeks living in a world of eager obedience and simple pleasures, she’s become dependent on the man that transformed her – and on the pleasure treatment regimen that satisfied her overcharged sex drive. Deprived of them both, the sheltered, pleasure-loving test subject soon finds herself helplessly horny and helplessly lost in the big city, trying to pretend she doesn’t have a body specifically designed to make all the men around her wild with desire.

She wants to be a good girl and find Dr. Vellano’s friend, but soon she’ll be unable to resist even the most casual advances, and it’s only a matter of time before someone comes along to take advantage of the situation.

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, bimbofication, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, multiple partners and rough group sex, public exhibition, a dominant older man and the increasingly submissive, fertile young subject of his experiments. All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt

My skimpy clothes were clinging to me as I stepped in out of the rain. I was shivering, just a little bit, and it felt good to close the door behind me and feel the warm air of the bar wash over my chilled body, even if the mingling smells of liquor and smoke stung my nostrils just a bit. My face scrunched up at their unexpected intensity.

I looked around shyly. Immediately I felt out of place and I could see some of the men near the door turning to notice me as I stood hesitating on the threshold. Was this a mistake? Coming in here now? I hadn’t been out in public since early in Dr. Vellano’s treatment program – not since the changes had really started – and now I was at the center of so many unfamiliar faces with expressions that made it clear how much I stuck out. Some of them were openly appreciative or even a little predatory as they took in my appearance.

Even in a nightclub filled with men and women trying to look their best, my ripe, inviting form stood out effortlessly. The wet blouse I had been given clung to my breasts and my nipples were poking through the almost sheer cloth as though an advertisement.

Passing Around the Doctor’s Pet is the third installment of the Bimbo Therapy Series. Each episode can be enjoyed in order or as a standalone story.

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The Doctor’s Presentation

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, bimbofication, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, multiple partners and rough group sex, medical examination, public exhibition, a dominant older man and the increasingly submissive, fertile young subject of his experiments. All characters are 18 or older.

Hopelessly struck by Dr. James Vellano’s good looks, celebrity renown, and of course his erotic pleasure therapy techniques, Kelly Mundson has surrendered herself to the famous researcher’s experimental project to create the perfect sex kitten: voluptuous, horny, and eager to please. A month ago she was just a shy intern drifting without direction, but through intense and extensive pleasure therapy – along with the physical modifications that have given her the body to make any man go wild – she has proven a flawless test subject for the doctor’s experiments in creating the ideal bimbo.

But now he’s decided it’s time to bring this breakthrough the attention it deserves, and he’s going to put Kelly centerstage for a demonstration of his new techniques to a group of colleagues flying in from across the country. But maybe even he has underestimated the power of the changes he has inspired in his little project, because once the doors are closed and the presentations have begun, things seem ready to get hot and out of control, very fast.

Can the doctor’s submissive, pleasure-loving creation handle all the appetites of a world driven wild by her sexual allure? Or will she prove powerless to resist even her own scientifically enhanced urges to take it hard and fast from any man who will give it to her?

The Doctor’s Presentation is the second installment of the Bimbo Therapy Series. Each episode can be enjoyed in order or as a standalone story.

Excerpt:

“She’s at her most docile immediately after a session,” he went on. “This was usually when I found it easiest to take measurements and gauge progress. At other times she can be – through no ill intent of her own – a little … excitable. That is, if you’d like to examine her, now would be a good time.”

A babble of quiet speculation met his words. Several of the researchers approached me. They were initially dubious but I smiled encouragingly at them, happy to show I could be cooperative, and managed to stand up straight and expectant. Dr. Vellano usually gave me a little longer to recover after an orgasm, but I was supposed to be on especially good behavior.

They surrounded me, obviously enthusiastic about the chance to examine me. Curious fingers felt the smoothness of my skin, the contour of my side, and ran through my thick, lush hair. I basked quietly in their attention and let them touch me wherever they wanted. All the little caresses – ten or twelve hands on me at once – gave me the hot, sort of dirty feeling that my body was public property.

A pair of strong hands cupped my breasts and a light breath of pleasure escaped my parted lips. I looked up to see the doctor I had been fantasizing about earlier. He smiled at me, his eyes appreciative.

Other hands, more daring still, felt the fullness of my ass and even brushed over the wet lips of my p****. I drew in a sharp gasp at the touch and obediently held still, silently waiting for it to return. I couldn’t see who it had been. Several of the researchers seemed impressed by my immediate and intense reaction, and soon another curious finger ran along my slick, sensitive folds. My knees weakened and my eyes closed as I focused all my attention on the touch, willing it to return. It came again and my hands clenched as I fought to remain still and upright at the center of the examiners. And it came again, this time the touch probed at my hole and pushed into me. An abrupt orgasm burst through me, all the more intense for the way I was trying to fight it. My legs shook and a few quiet moans escaped my mouth.

“Please don’t rile her up,” I heard Dr. Vellano’s chiding voice. “She’s trying to hold still for you.”

The hand withdrew sheepishly, with an encouraging pat on my ass by way of thanks or apology, I didn’t know. My eyes remained closed as the lingering warmth passed out of me.

I opened my eyes and watched as one of them produced a tape measure and measured various parts of my body. I couldn’t hold back a giggle as it tickled against my nipple.

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Transforming the Intern



Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, bimbofication, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, multiple partners, medical examination, a dominant older man and the increasingly submissive, fertile young subject of his experiments. All characters are 18 or older.

Fresh out of college, Kelly Munson has managed to land an internship at a prestigious behavioral research institute. Resigned to making coffee and working the copier, she’s just thrilled to be in the same building as the famous and handsome researcher Dr. James Vellano. Little does she realize just how intimately his next project will involve her.

When a chance encounter catches his eye, she quickly becomes the center of his newest project. His studies of sexual pleasure have led him to design a program to create the ideal bimbo: voluptuous, horny, and desperate to please. Now he has the perfect test subject, and he’s prepared to work intimately and untiringly with her until he has shaped her into his perfect sexual plaything, though of course he’ll be willing to share.

Excerpt:

I lived in a rhythmic haze, sometimes completely caught up in the changes I was experiencing and at other times regaining enough of a clear head to understand what was happening. Gradually I began to recognize that this wasn’t about unleashing some empowering sense of sexuality. It was about making me into the perfect bimbo, a little sex kitten dwelling in the world of sensual pleasure. At first the thought alarmed me, but as the treatments went on, the more the thought excited me. I began to consciously work towards the little things that might please Dr. Vellano and bring me in line with what he wanted me to be. I awaited new measurements with breathless excitement. When my first reaction to any request wasn’t immediate and eager obedience, I stumbled over myself to apologize and beg his forgiveness.

I was starting to have trouble with complicated ideas, and even that I began to appreciate. The complicated ideas were all just distractions anyways. The simple things were the important things. Pleasure. Obedience. Keeping myself sexy and available. When anything that didn’t have to do with those things came up, men like Dr. Vellano were happy to worry about them for me in exchange for a little of those things that I did understand.

But best of all was the effect my changes had on them. That was where I took my greatest satisfaction. When I had first wandered in through their doors they had looked on me like a nice piece of clay, something they could do something with but not terribly interesting in my own right. But now I often saw their admiring glances. I saw the way they responded to my body and the little things I did to please them.

It was Dr. Vellano in particular that I focused on. I knew he wanted me, and that he was only managing to restrain himself because he didn’t want to interfere with the experiment in its early stages. But I didn’t care about the experiment. I cared about him, and I knew I could make him happy if he let me.

So I became a bit of a bad girl. I watched for the little things I did that most affected him and did them at every opportunity. I came and sat on his lap whenever he was too distracted to immediately shoo me away. Once or twice I managed to brush his groin with a thigh or a hand and could tell I made him hard. He had created his perfect sex toy and now I took it upon myself to be sure he got to play with me before his sense of responsibility left us both unhappy.

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Bimbo Cop in the Jailhouse

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, bimbofication, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, a highly erotic medical examination, body transformation, multiple partners, group sex, anal sex and double penetration, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

A wiretap has finally managed to implicate crime boss John Cheever, and Officer Katie Topaz is the smug cop who’ll be bringing him into the station under charges of possessing a powerful and highly illegal aphrodisiac. But when a staffing problem leaves the precinct headquarters empty, Katie gets stuck guarding the holding cells until the bail hearings in the morning.

It’s been a long shift, and she can’t pretend she’s not a little curious what’s so special about these little pills that the notorious man was willing to risk jailtime to have them in his penthouse. It won’t hurt to just look at them a little, will it? But when curiosity trumps her better judgement, she quickly finds out she’s in for a lot more than she bargained for, and all sorts of very bad ideas start to sound sort of like good ones.

Before she knows what’s happening, new feelings have drowned out the little voice that says no and her urges have pushed her into the arms and at the mercy of the crime boss and his cell mates, who are more than happy to help her fill her sudden cravings …

Excerpt:

Now she was in his grasp, controlled by him utterly. His fingers knew her body so impossibly, impossibly well. Every touch and stroke and caress seemed the single most important thing that had ever happened to her. She pressed against the bars, trying to will herself through them and into the arms of this man she so desperately wanted to give herself to.

There wasn’t room for any other thought but that simple, driving desire. It felt like she was the one in jail, held back by these awful metal bars from the only place in the world she wanted to be. But something, some distant residual memory, held her back.

“I can’t,” she repeated, though by now the only thing she could remember about what she couldn’t do was that she wanted to do it anyways. “I shouldn’t.”

His fingers ran down her smooth, trembling stomach and paused tantalizingly. “We all do things we shouldn’t do,” he murmured. “Isn’t that where all the fun is?”

“Couldn’t I just –”

But her voice cut off in a sharp, shrill gasp as his fingers dipped into the waistband of her panties. Her juices had soaked them what felt like hours ago and they clung wetly to her as his fingers probed down into her last remaining strip of clothing. She was pressing herself against the metal bars so forcefully that she registered dull pain somewhere far off where it didn’t matter. The only sensation that mattered was right there, right where his fingers were moving over her.

He traced a delicate touch over her folds and she let out a long, urgent moan. Her eyes were screwed shut. Nothing existed but the feeling he was giving her.

“Please,” she moaned. “Please.”

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Lawyer to Bimbo: A Three Part Bimbo Transformation Series

Reader Advisory: These stories are for mature audiences only and feature intensely erotic situations, bimbofication, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, alpha male biker outlaws, a medical exam, a billionaire older man and young fertile woman, body transformation, multiple partners and gangbangs, anal sex and double penetration, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

Veronica Tulane is all business, all the time. That’s how she’s built her law practice into one of the most successful criminal defense firms in the state. But maybe she’s working just a little bit too hard, because now even the outlaw MC president she’s defending against a racketeering charge is starting to notice she looks tired and stressed. He offers her a pill he says will help her catch up on casework, but soon she finds out that helping her get ahead wasn’t exactly what he had in mind and the drug he’s given her is going to do just about everything but help her focus on paperwork.

Parts of her body might get bigger, but her brain certainly won’t be one of them.

Before she knows what’s happening, new feelings have drowned out the little voice that says no and her urges have pushed her into the arms and at the mercy of the gang leader and his biker buddies, who are more than happy to help her fill her sudden cravings …

But unable to remember how she ended up sprawled across a conference table or why she feels so fantastic, Veronica goes on believing her pills will help her focus on the professional challenges ahead.

When the pills inevitably backfire and the sharp young attorney finds herself rapidly transforming into a voluptuous and helplessly horny bimbo, hot chaos is sure to ensue in all the most inappropriate settings: in court, and even at her own disciplinary hearing, where her strange behavior earns her a medical exam that brings everything into the open.

Excerpt:

“But how would she get pills like that?” the man on the left asked, looking at me with increased interest.

“How did you get these pills, Veronica?” the doctor asked, turning back to me.

I perked up to have him paying attention to me again. “I’m not really sure, doctor, but it’s alright, isn’t it? I don’t really remember how it all started. I just want you to be happy with me. Wouldn’t you like to examine me some more? I promise I’ll be a good patient.”

He put his pen to his pursed lips. “This is a rare opportunity. The change is supposedly quite remarkable. I hope you gentlemen don’t mind if I do make some notes of this.”

“By all means.”

He reached out his hand and put a finger beneath my chin, raising my face to look at me. I allowed him to guide my head, looking back at him with wide, expectant, eager eyes. “You’ll note how submissive she’s become,” he said. “You’re quite eager to please us, aren’t you Veronica?”

“Oh yes, sir,” I agreed, trying to nod but stopping when I felt his finger still holding my head in place.

“You want to be a good little slut, don’t you?”

I shivered excitedly at the word and I felt myself getting very wet. “Yes, sir, very much, sir.”

“You see how positively she responds to sexually demeaning language,” he said, smiling at me. “The change in attitude is remarkable, but it’s the physical changes I’ve heard about that stump me. I really don’t understand how they can be possible. Would you like to let me feel your ass, Veronica?”

I slipped down off the desk on long, tingling legs and turned to present my ass to him. My heart fluttered again in hopes of another compliment.

His hand cupped my ass cheek, stroking at the folds of my skirt. I whimpered softly in pleasure.

“Exquisite,” he confirmed. “Plump, but firm and tight. And you can see how excited she is.”

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Bimbo Lawyer Gets Examined

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, bimbofication, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, a highly erotic medical examination, body transformation, multiple partners, group sex, anal sex and double penetration, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

An impromptu display in Judge Harding’s courtroom seems to have landed Veronica Tulane on the bar association’s naughty list, and it only gets worse when a search of her possessions reveal a bag of suspicious white pills which she can neither deny nor explain.

The three man committee wants to know what’s going on and they’re determined to penetrate right to the core of the mystery. When Veronica volunteers to take a pill to show how harmless they are, she soon finds herself showing she has nothing to hide in a much more literal sense.

Before the meeting adjourns, the fertile, over-sexed young bimbo will have the men fill the holes in her case and ensured her examiners leave satisfied with her explanation.

Excerpt:

“But how would she get pills like that?” the man on the left asked, looking at me with increased interest.

“How did you get these pills, Veronica?” the doctor asked, turning back to me.

I perked up to have him paying attention to me again. “I’m not really sure, doctor, but it’s alright, isn’t it? I don’t really remember how it all started. I just want you to be happy with me. Wouldn’t you like to examine me some more? I promise I’ll be a good patient.”

He put his pen to his pursed lips. “This is a rare opportunity. The change is supposedly quite remarkable. I hope you gentlemen don’t mind if I do make some notes of this.”

“By all means.”

He reached out his hand and put a finger beneath my chin, raising my face to look at me. I allowed him to guide my head, looking back at him with wide, expectant, eager eyes. “You’ll note how submissive she’s become,” he said. “You’re quite eager to please us, aren’t you Veronica?”

“Oh yes, sir,” I agreed, trying to nod but stopping when I felt his finger still holding my head in place.

“You want to be a good little slut, don’t you?”

I shivered excitedly at the word and I felt myself getting very wet. “Yes, sir, very much, sir.”

“You see how positively she responds to sexually demeaning language,” he said, smiling at me. “The change in attitude is remarkable, but it’s the physical changes I’ve heard about that stump me. I really don’t understand how they can be possible. Would you like to let me feel your ass, Veronica?”

I slipped down off the desk on long, tingling legs and turned to present my ass to him. My heart fluttered again in hopes of another compliment.

His hand cupped my ass cheek, stroking at the folds of my skirt. I whimpered softly in pleasure.

“Exquisite,” he confirmed. “Plump, but firm and tight. And you can see how excited she is.”

Bimbo Lawyer Gets Examined is the third installment in the Bimbo Lawyer series. It can be read in sequence or as a standalone story.

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Bimbo Lawyer in the Courtroom

Before she knows what’s happening, new feelings have drowned out the little voice that says no…

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, bimbofication, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, multiple partners, group sex, exhibitionist themes, aggressive alpha males, body transformation, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

It’s been weeks since Veronica remembers waking up sore and satisfied sprawled across the table of conference room four. She can’t remember exactly how she ended up in that state, but Jackie’s cruel prank lingers on, lurking unsuspected in her purse under a scrawled label reading “Focus Pills.” With an important court date approaching and eager to please a new and powerful client, it seems only a matter of time before she’ll be once again desperate enough to try a pill she doesn’t remember buying at the drugstore.

When the pills inevitably backfire and the sharp young attorney finds herself rapidly transforming into a voluptuous and helplessly horny bimbo, she’ll have to try to make it through the trial without making too much of a spectacle of herself. Her act is far from perfect, but it isn’t until her display calls for an emergency recess that the fertile young woman realizes just how far things might go.

Before she knows what’s happening, new feelings have drowned out the little voice that says no and her urges have pushed her into the arms and at the mercy of the ultracompetitive alpha males facing her down in the court of law, who are more than happy to help her fill her sudden cravings …

Excerpt:

When it was over, I sank down to a crouch with my back still pressed to the wall. My chest was heaving and my skin was hot and slick. My panties were soaked, and there were beads of white liquid poised on each hyper-sensitive nipple. I looked down at everything in slight confusion, too satisfied by the intense orgasm to find any of this upsetting.

I got to my feet slowly and looked in the mirror. A big-breasted girl with flushed face and full, red lips looked back at me. My hair seemed lighter in color and it was fuller and more lustrous. My limbs seemed longer, thinner, and smoother. My ass and breasts accentuated my long, delicate frame in a very pleasing way. I was still me, but … different. Definitely different.

Forgetting the situation entirely, I wriggled in uncomprehending glee at how incredibly sexy I looked. Now I could really do what I came to do, go out there, and find someone to f*** me. Wait, was that right? Was that what I was doing here?

No, I was here for my case. I was here to represent Mr. Oltmann. But no sooner had I remembered him than I felt that deep, hungry ache return. I had to fight to keep my hand away from my p****. The clock on the wall said I needed to get back in the courtroom.

I stuffed the unhelpful bra into my purse and set about buttoning up my blouse. It was much more difficult getting it closed than it had been getting it open, and half-way up the front I gave up. The highest button I had managed to get closed stretched precariously and then popped back open, threatening to spill my tits out entirely. I struggled with it again and got it closed once more. I held my breath, and it seemed to stay. Two unhelpful damp spots appeared over my nipples.

Bimbo Lawyer in the Courtroom is the second installment in the Bimbo Lawyer series. It can be read in sequence or as a standalone story.

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Bimbo Lawyer for the Biker Gang

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, bimbofication, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, multiple partners, group sex, exhibitionist themes, alpha male biker outlaws, body transformation, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

Veronica Tulane is all business, all the time. That’s how she’s built her law practice into one of the most successful criminal defense firms in the state. But maybe she’s working just a little bit too hard, because now even the outlaw MC president she’s defending against a racketeering charge is starting to notice she looks tired and stressed. When she tells him she doesn’t think she can win his case, he seems to want to help and offers her a pill that will help her catch up on casework. But soon, she finds out that helping her get ahead wasn’t exactly what he had in mind, and the drug he’s given her is going to do just about everything but help her focus on paperwork.

Parts of her body might get bigger, but her brain certainly won’t be one of them.

Before she knows what’s happening, new feelings have drowned out the little voice that says no and her urges have pushed her into the arms and at the mercy of the gang leader and his biker buddies, who are more than happy to help her fill her sudden cravings …

Excerpt:

What he was telling me seemed to be important, but I kept getting distracted by the man sitting nearest to me on the right side of the table. He had a short beard and a lean, well-muscled body. He had laid his jacket across the back of his chair and was wearing just a thin tank top that rippled with his muscles when he shifted. He was one of the ones with pure lust in his eyes, and those eyes hadn’t left my ass since I walked in the room. He seemed to want to do something and I kind of wanted him to do it, whatever it was. The way he was looking at me sent little shivers right up and down my needy body.

“What do you mean?” I asked, now staring openly at the man to my right. He looked up and gave me a wink and I giggled a little nervously.

“It’s a drug that makes people look and feel like you’re looking and feeling right now,” Jackie explained.

“Horny?” I asked before I could think to stop myself.

He laughed. “Exactly, sweet thing. Exactly. But don’t you worry, we’ve got a good idea what to do about it.”

“My t**s are bigger, too, aren’t they? I’m sort of having trouble remembering exactly how big they used to be.”

He stood up and walked around the table. In a moment I was standing paralyzed in front of him. He put out two rough-palmed hands and cupped my breasts, hefting and massaging them gently. I let out a low moan as the pleasure of his touch ran through me.

“I’d say so,” he confirmed. “But don’t you worry. That’s what it’s supposed to do. And we know just what to do about that, too.”

My breath was in my throat as I looked into his face. I had never been this close to him before, or any of the criminals I worked with against my better judgment. The faint aroma of liquor, gasoline, and cigarettes spiced his thick masculine scent.

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