Chapter 5: Bimbo Wife Sucks Cock

Frank

Everything happened so fast. Shock gripped me as my dick squirted the last burst of cum into Janet's bimbo ass. I stared at my wife in shock as she stood over the collapsed form of Ryan, Janet's husband, an empty syringe gripped in my wife's hand. Ryan whimpered on the floor.

"Frank, we need to talk," my wife said, the bubbly, bimbo tone vanished from her voice.

Alice, my wife, still looked like a bimbo. She stood naked, her large tits jiggling with even her slightest move. They were full, large, and so perky, defying gravity like they were fake, but they were all natural.

Well, no, they were created by my bimbo serum.

Alice's green eyes focused on me, a hungry smile crossing her lush lips. I swallowed, intimidated by my wife. A few days ago, she had been a dumpy, though loving, woman. We were both intelligent, both Chemist. She had assisted me in making the bimbo serum and injected herself with it. She had transformed into the red-haired goddess standing before me.

But the formula also made her an empty-headed bimbo. Her intelligence had vanished, replaced by a gullible, happy, horny woman that would do anything I told her so long as I could rationalize why she had to do it. Now Alice happily sucked my cock because she believed my cum was medicine to keep her beautiful.

The downside was other men could trick her. She had let a man at the mall take her to his home, strip her naked, and fuck her under the guise of "modeling."

But now Alice's intelligence was back. Whatever happened downstairs when Ryan realized I was upstairs fucking his bimbofied wife under his nose had prompted Alice to take the intelligence serum I had made. Then she must have whipped up a compound to knock Ryan out.

I swallowed. Would the unbimbofied Alice be furious at catching me fucking her best friend's ass?

"Hey, honey," I said, pulling my cock out of Janet's asshole.

"Oh, my god, Ryan. Are you okay, honey?" gasped Janet. She turned around, my cum leaking out of her well-fucked ass and pussy. "What happened to him?"

"I gave him medicine," Alice purred. "He'll be vastly improved when he wakes up. Trust me, Janet."

"Of course I trust you," Janet giggled. "You're a super smart sciency person. Like Dr. Frank."

"Yes, I am," Alice nodded, setting the syringe on the dresser as she walked to the bed, her lovely breasts jiggling.

"So, the intelligence serum worked," I said, all too aware of my hard dick glistening from fucking my wife's best friend's ass.

"It did work," Alice nodded. "How long will it last?"

"Say an hour," I answered, my mouth dry. I swallowed. "So, um, how do you like ... the changes to your body?"

Alice looked down at her body. She squeezed her large breasts then ran her hands across her hips. "Well, I always wanted to look good for you," she laughed. "I never thought it would come with such a high price."

"It has to be how the compound bonds with the fatty tissue in the brain," I said. "An inhibitor can be added into the compound to keep it from affecting the brain, based off the intelligence serum. And, I'm sure we can make your intelligence permanent."

Alice crawled onto the bed, her breasts dangling. She was so gorgeous. I had loved my wife, and I knew she tried hard to look good for me. But she never could shed the weight. Not with the schedule working at BT Inc., the Chemical company we both had been fired from, placed on her.

"Why would I want to make it permanent?" she asked. "Being a bimbo is ... freeing."

"But, you've been taken advantage of by men," I pointed out.

"Like you?" Alice glanced at Janet who beamed back.

I swallowed. "I know I shouldn't have, but you would never suck my cock or let me try anal before. And then when you injected Janet, well, I'm weak. I'm only a man."

"And recruiting Becca as our fuck secretary?"

I shuddered when she said fuck. The old Alice would never say that word. "I let myself get carried away. You hate me, right?" My stomach swirled. "I ... I"

"Maybe I should." Alice grabbed my dick. It throbbed in her hand. "But I've had so much fun being a bimbo. It's freeing. I'm doing things I've only fantasized about. Being with women, with other men. Even a Black man." A shudder ran across her face. "And being spanked, Frank. I had heard there were girls that liked that, and I always thought they must be such idiots. But there is something hot about a man disciplining you."

"And you're not mad about me fucking Janet or Becca?"

"He was giving me a medical exam," Janet said. "He had to fuck me to make sure I was okay. Don't be mad. He's a doctor. We have to what he says."

"I'm not mad," Alice smiled at her friend. "In fact, I have great news for you. Ryan isn't your husband any longer."

Janet blinked. "He's not? Why?"

"You are too beautiful for him. You deserve a man that is good enough for you, not a man who's cock is toxic and will make you stop being beautiful."

Hearing the lies from my wife's mouth made my dick throb. She stroked me as she stared at her friend. Janet bit her lip, her blue eyes worried. She glanced at Ryan as he lay on the ground. "But ... I'm his wife. We were married and everything. See." She brandished her ring. "This means I'm his property."

"But only so long as you wear the ring," Alice said. Then she reached out and pulled off Janet's wedding ring. "Now you're divorced. I can do that, because I'm a doctor, just like Frank."

"I'm divorced now?" Janet gasped. "But ... but ... I love Ryan."

"But he's a bad man. He cheats on you. He told me all about his secretary he fucks at work."

"I knew he was an asshole," I muttered.

"No." Janet's lip trembled. "But ... he loves me."

"He doesn't. I'll prove it." Alice tossed the wedding ring and it bounced off Ryan's head. "Hey, wake up, Ryan."

The man groaned. He stood up again, but he looked nervous. The anger Ryan had when he burst in on me fucking his wife had vanished. He rubbed his hand through his hair, his lower lip trembling. He gave a nervous glance at his wife.

"Do you love your wife?" Alice asked.

"I ... I..."

"Answer the question." Alice's hand tightened on my cock as her stern voice lashed out.

"No," Ryan muttered.

"What did you do to him?" I asked, blinking in shock.

"Neutered him." A vicious smile crossed her lips. "He always was such a jerk to Janet."

"Y-you don't love me?" Janet asked. "Is that because we're divorced now."

Ryan just shrugged.

My mind spun as I thought. "You added ferrous-phosphate-7 to the dick serum you invented."

My wife winked at me, a mischievous smile on her lips.

"So you see, Janet, Ryan's not your husband anymore. Right, Ryan?"

Ryan flinched and nodded his head. "What every you say, miss."

I laughed. "He's a little beta male."

Alice turned to look at me. "Just remember that, honey."

A chill ran through me.

"We need to have ground rules. Me, Janet, and Becca will be your wives. I think it's hot." Her thighs squeezed together. "And you can enjoy other bimbo women, but you don't get to have a giant harem."

"Fair enough," I grinned. "You need to convince them that polgummy is legal for them."

"Polgummy?"

Alice smiled. "That was how bimbo me tried to say polygamy."

"It's cute."

She blushed and smiled at me. "Ryan, go bathe Janet. Make sure she's perfectly clean so Frank can fuck his new wife whenever he wants. That's your new job. You're Janet's slave."

"Yes, miss," Ryan whimpered.

"I'm Frank's wife?" blinked Janet. "Not Ryan's. This is so confusing?"

"Is it? Who would you rather fuck?" asked Alice.

"Frank. His cock is so much better than my ex-husband's." Janet threw her arms wide. "He's that much bigger than him."

My dick throbbed again.

"But..." Janet frowned. "What about the ... um ... law thingie."

"Polgummy is legal when your husband is a doctor," I said. "Right, Alice?"

"Right. A doctor can have three wives. With his first wife as the chief wife the junior wives, like you, Janet, have to obey."

I grinned at Alice as she leaned down and licked at the tip of my cock. "Don't you forget it when you change back."

"You'll probably have to remind me," Alice smiled. "But I'm sure you'll be persuasive."

"It really doesn't take much." I glanced at Janet, her large breasts jiggling as she hopped off the bed. She was so happy to be married to me.

"I also have an idea to make money," Alice purred.

"Tell me."

Alice

"I think I'll tell you after I've had my fun," I purred, bending down to lick up my husband's cock.

A week ago, before I became a bimbo and experienced all the delights of sex, I never would have sucked my husband's cock, let alone after it had been in my best friend's asshole. Now I let my tongue slowly slid up his shaft, savoring the sour flavor before I reached the tip and sucked it into my mouth.

"But..." groaned Frank, "what if you transform back ... before we finish?"

"That's really up to you," I winked at him. "I never did all the things you wanted before the change. Let me enjoy them."

"Yes," he grinned at me. His hand ran through my red hair.

My lips sealed around the crown of his dick. I swirled my tongue around the tip. His hips bucked. He let out a low, throaty moan. I savored the power I had over his cock. I loved how I made him shudder and gasp.

I should have done this before. Blowjobs weren't demeaning, they were empowering. This was my cock, and I was having fun playing with it and listening to my husband's gasps and moans. His pleasurable noises were successful results that proved my mouth knew how to satisfy my man.

"Damn, Alice," he panted as my cheeks hallowed. "It's a shame you can't be hot and smart all the time."

I smiled around his cock. I wanted to be an idiot again. It was wonderful having my thoughts full of joy, happiness, and fun. Everything was so amazing, and I discovered such wicked delights to indulge with.

If I wasn't a bimbo, I doubt I would ever cheat on Frank. I just wasn't that type of woman. But I wanted to. My pussy ached to fuck a Black cock. The UPS man I sucked off the other day had been hung. What would it feel like to be taken hard by one?

I sucked harder as I worked my mouth down Frank's cock. More and more of Janet's flavor filled my mouth. Frank's cock brushed the back of my throat. I didn't stop. I followed the bimbo instincts lurking in my new body and swallowed.

"Yes, Alice," he groaned. "Your throat feels so good, pumpkin. I'm not going to last long in your mouth."

Good. My pussy itched.

I swallowed and moaned, letting my throat massage his cock. The bed creaked as he kept shuddering. His chest, already looking more fit than he had a few days ago—and Frank had been no slouch—thanks to the injection I whipped up.

Even when I was a bimbo, I could still do science.

His dick throbbed in my mouth. My hands found his balls, playing with them as I slowly slid up his shaft. My lips formed a tight seal as I sucked, eager for the cum filling his balls. My injection insured Frank had no refractory period.

His balls tensed in my hand as I reached the tip of his cock. I let my tongue caress the tip, gathering up his salty precum, a mere taste for the explosion of cum that would fountain into my mouth.

"Get ready," he groaned. "You can spit. I won't mind."

I wanted to swallow.

I fixed my green eyes on him as I purred around his tip. My fingers worked his balls, coaxing his cum out. His hips lifted off the bed, shoving his cock an inch into my mouth. Then he crashed back down, grunting as his balls clenched.

Hot, salty cum flooded my mouth.

I savored every moment of his cum spilling through my mouth. I let it wash over me. My eyes fluttered. The pleasure was intense, delicious, and wicked all at the same time. My pussy clenched as I drank down every last drop of his jizz. Some leaked out of my lips, rolling down my chin as his cock kept erupting.

Delicious.

I held the last blast of his cum in my mouth as I popped his dick off. I opened wide, showing Frank the semen pooling on my tongue. I swirled it around while he groaned at me, his eyes burning with lust. I was a girl just like in one of those pornos I knew he watched.

I swallowed.

"Damn, that was so hot, Alice," Frank groaned.

I licked my lips then smiled at him. "Are you ready to hear my plan?"

He nodded his head eagerly.

I crawled slowly up his body, letting my heavy tits drag across his still hard dick, his stomach, and then his chest. My fat, hard nipples throbbed against him as straddled his waist and ground my dripping pussy against his thick shaft. I leaned in to him, my face inches from his, his eyes wide as he groaned.

He was putty in my hand. When I was a bimbo, I couldn't help doing what Frank wanted, but I was certain right now he would do anything I desired. My pussy clenched. I ground harder on his dick while he trembled.

"We need to make money," I groaned, the tip of his dick brushing my pussy folds. I undulated my hips, shifting around until his tip popped into me.

"Yes," he groaned as I slowly slid down his shaft.

I trembled atop him. His cock filled me up more and more. My pussy drank in his girth and shot pleasure throughout my body. I my back arched and my pussy clenched down on his throbbing shaft until I took every inch of him.

"We need to throw a party," I purred. "Like a Tupperware party. A bimbo party. They have to pay to attend. We film the transformation. We use the part before the orgy for the marketing."

"Orgy?" Frank groaned as I slid up his shaft, my pussy clenching down on his girth.

"Of course there will be an orgy. There'll be many hot, beautiful women. Bimbos. They won't be able to help themselves. Then we can sell the orgy footage to the married MILF website and get even more cash. Me and you'll be in the middle. Just imagine it."

"Damn, Alice," Frank panted. "What happened to my wife?"

"You improved me," I purred before I kissed him hard on the mouth.

His hand seized my ass, squeezing both my cheeks and pulling me up and down his cock. His fingers kneaded my flexing rear as I rode his dick. I shuddered as I slammed up and down. My clit rubbed into his groin every time I fully impaled myself. I drank in the pleasure, letting the ecstasy roll through me.

"Do you love my plan?" I panted when I broke the kiss. My nipples tingled as they rubbed into his chest, shooting pleasure down to my pussy clenching and relaxing on his dick.

"Yes."

"Aren't I the best wife ever?"

"God, yes," gasped Frank, his hips thrusting up, meeting me and bouncing me on his cock.

My clit ached every time. The pleasure shot through my body. I tossed back my hair, drinking it in as I pictured the orgy of hot, beautiful women all writhing to make my husband and me so much money. We would be billionaires when we were through.

We would make our boss, the harridan that ran BT Inc, into our bimbo slut. She thought my husband's plan for plastic surgery contained in an injection was ridiculous. It would be wonderful teaching Veronica Beigh just how wrong she was. I closed my eyes and imagined the bimbofied woman licking at my pussy.

My orgasm burst through me.

"Yes!" I hissed as I slammed my spasming pussy down Frank's cock. I shuddered atop him, the pleasure rushing through my body. Frank's hands squeezed my asscheeks as he worked my pussy up and down his cock.

The pleasure hammered my body. I writhed atop my husband. His cock kept sliding through my orgasming sheath, prolonging my pleasure. The ecstasy bombarded my mind. I gasped and moaned as it built inside me.

Then it left. I gasped and moaned, lying on my husband's chest as he kept sliding me up and down his cock and fucking his hips up. I groaned and kissed him, slowly working my hips again, drinking in the lingering buzz of my orgasm flooding through my vein.

"You love it, don't you?" I groaned. "You want to fuck an entire orgy of women. You want to cum in their married pussies while their husbands have no idea what is happening?"

"Yes," I gasped. "Where are we going to find them?"

"By showing off your bimbo wives to their husbands," I grinned. "Outside the mall, we can show off our bodies and get the husband's interested. They'll be willing to pay the money to have wives that are as hot as me."

"God, yes," Frank groaned.

"You should take Becca in to talk to the manager of the Le Mystique department store. We'll want to start making arrangements to stock our product in stores. And Becca can be very persuasive."

"Alice!" groaned Frank, his hands squeezing my ass at the thought of prostituting nubile Becca to sell our formula.

His hands pulled me down his cock. His dick erupted into me. His cum flooded my pussy. I shuddered as blast after blast of his hot spunk filled me up. I drank it in and loved being filled with his cum, a second orgasm rippled through my body as I squirmed on him.

The warm, wonderful, marshmallowy bliss descended on my mind. I smiled down at my husband as his cock gave me my special medicine. I let out a delightful giggle as my orgasm finished rippling through me.

"Frank!" I squealed, giving him a hug. "Didn't I come up with the most awesomest, coolest, most amazingly smart sciency plan of all time!"

"You did, pumpkin," grinned Frank as he stared into my eyes. He studied my face with intensity.