From Nerd to Bimbo
Chapter 1

Copyright© 2014 by Janno Jones

Flash Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A first person story about a nerdy girl who turns into a bimbo, thanks to some brownies she eats on Halloween.

Caution: This Flash Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Humor   Oral Sex   Body Modification   Big Breasts   Transformation  

You know, it's the strangest thing how I turned into a bimbo. I was normal yesterday, just a nerdy grad student in Physics whose only concern was my formulas and labwork. I was always smart, a straight A student, and I could care less about sex. I had a low sex drive, I guess, and men's bodies never turned me on. Boy, did that all change!

Excuse me if my story is a bit disjointed. I'm still recovering from my bimboization, and I think some of my brain cells are still fried.

Anyways, I had this friendly competition, I guess you'd call it, with another student named Freddy Mason. He was a nerd, like me, but he kept wanting to go out with me, and I don't date other Physics students.

Well, that used to be my rule before last night.

Freddy kept pestering me, until I finally got a little nasty with him. I told him he was an ugly little troll that I would never consider going out with, ever, not if the universe was on the verge of collapsing into a black hole and all our lives were going to be exterminated in an instant.

I guess that was mean, but I wasn't thinking right. Well, I thought I was thinking right, up until last night, but boy, was I wrong!

Anyways, I'll explain.

Freddy and I liked to play chess together at lunch, and the other day he challenged me to a game, where if I lost I'd have to go out trick or treating with him on Halloween. If he lost he promised to stop asking me for dates forever, so I figured it was a good deal.

Now, this morning I couldn't tell you the difference between a rook and a pawn, because my mind is not in any shape to handle a game of chess, but I used to be pretty good at it. I never thought I'd lose to Freddy, so it was a challenge I didn't think twice about taking.

Well, to make a long story short, Freddy beat me. I still don't know how he did it, but I think it was that he got me talking about Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle and then I couldn't concentrate on the game. Not that I can remember what Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle is anyways.

So, since I lost I had to come to Freddy's house last night, on Halloween, and go trick or treating with him. It seemed like the stupidest thing ever, because we were both 25 years old, way too old to be trick or treating on Halloween, but Freddy insisted I had to do it.

I showed up at his parents' house, where he lived, at 6:00, and he gave me a costume to wear. It was one of those sexy nurse costumes, and of course it didn't fit well on me. I was always skinny, with no chest whatsoever, and sexy costumes like that used to just hang on me.

Used to, if you know what I mean. Things have, er, changed.

Well, to get back to the story, I put on the costume, feeling like an idiot, and Freddy put on a Captain Kirk costume, and we went out. The first place we went to was Freddy's grandmother's house.

Freddy had told me about her. He said she was a witch or something, and that she studied all these occult sciences back in Europe, where she came from. I didn't believe in that, of course, and I thought it was just a bunch of nonsense. I have to admit, she looked the part, because when she opened the door she was dressed all in black, and she had this wild gray hair that looked like she'd stuck her finger in a light socket. She had one eye that was brown and one that was blue, and she was missing more than a few teeth.

I was pretty grossed out, but I went in with Freddy and she invited us into the kitchen, where she served us brownies. They were the most delicious brownies I'd ever tasted, and before I knew it I'd eaten a whole plateful of them.

And that's when the strangeness started.

I felt my body growing. It was like I was a balloon that was inflating, because I started growing everywhere. My breasts expanded, my butt started swelling, and my lips even got bigger. I saw Freddy looking at me with awe, and his grandmother was smiling like she was admiring something she created.

Before long the nurse's costume started getting very tight, as my breasts and ass strained against the material.

"What's happening?" I said. "What's going on?"

"Oh, nothing, dear," Freddy's grandmother said. "You're just getting bimbofied."

"You mean I'm turning into a bimbo?" I said. "Can you make it..." I was going to say "stop", but then the strangest thing happened.

I was feeling good. Really, really good.

It was a feeling deep inside me, down in the pit of my stomach, and it felt hot and sweet and wonderful, like an orgasm slowly building inside me. My breath was shallow, my heart was pounding, and my skin was flushed. The nipples on my huge boobs were super sensitive, and as they strained against the material of the costume it gave me waves of pleasure.

"Oh, this is amazing," I squealed.

Yes, I squealed. It was a sound I'd never made in my life, and it was shocking to hear that coming from my mouth. My voice, it seemed, had risen an entire octave. I was talking in a high-pitched, squeaky voice, and I couldn't believe it.

Then, as my body kept expanding, I started to hear the seams of my costume splitting. In a matter of seconds all I had on were a few scraps of white material covering my butt and boobs, and I should have been embarrassed.

Should have. The thing was, I was feeling so good I couldn't think about embarrassment.

I couldn't think about anything, as a matter of fact. My brain, which had always been my best asset, was having a hard time concentrating. All I could do was say things like, "Wow", and "OMG", and giggle.

Yes, giggle. I don't think I ever giggled in my life before last night, but after I ate those brownies I couldn't say two words without giggling. It was fun! I decided that I'd spent my life working my brain too hard. Thinking was overrated, really. I didn't want to think anymore, I just wanted to, to...

Well, it still makes me blush, but suddenly there was one thing that became very important to me. It was like there was a magnet drawing me to the area right between Freddy's legs. I mean, all I could do was stare at his crotch and giggle, and lick my lips. I had this one obsessive thought that I needed to taste his, uh, you know (giggle). I mean, it was sort of embarrassing, but not. I just really, really wanted to...

So I did! I just went over and pulled his pants down right there in the kitchen, and then I put that beautiful, delicious man thing in my mouth and I started working it. Ooh, it tasted so good (giggle)! I used tender loving care on it, but when I really started working it was like I had suction cups in my mouth. It didn't take long for Freddy to, um, cum, and then he was satisfied.

But I wasn't! "Hey, let's go trick or treating now!" I said. "Maybe we'll meet some cute guys on the way!"

And that's what happened (giggle)! We went out, and of course I attracted a lot of attention in my skimpy outfit, and whenever we found some houses where a man answered the door, well, I did a little lip dancing on his crotch and we both had a good time.

It was a great night (giggle)! We came back to Freddy's grandmother's house and had wild sex till morning, when Freddy fell asleep from exhaustion.

I'm just sitting here now waiting for him to wake up, so we can go at it again. His grandmother just brought in another plate of brownies, and I'm eating them as I speak.

Mmm, they are delicious! And I think my boobs are growing again (giggle). Isn't that great!

Won't Freddy be surprised when he wakes up to find me bigger than ever?

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