BimboTech, Inc. is THE place for all your female modification needs! Based in Chicago, they have an ever-increaseing number of offices around the world which boast the ability to transform any kind of woman into any kind of bimbo the client may desire. What's more, they also do a thriving mail-order business, selling numerous products to decrease a woman's intelligence, judgement or will power or to increase her libido or breast size. With out the guidence of certified BTI technicians, however, results may vary. Wackiness may insue.
The BimboTech universe is the product of the warped mind of The Sympathetic Devil. He does, however, welcome other authors to play in his sandbox.
High above the firmament, the Son of Morning's flesh was wrent
Struck by Michael's flaming sword, a finger fell from Hades' Lord
The rebel angels all were smote, the fallen digit escaped note
Down to the new formed earth it fell, imbued with the power of heaven and hell
In a barren, sunny spot, the severed finger lay to rot
Chard flesh fell away from bone, as God descended from His throne
Creating plants & fish & fowl, the raven & the spotted owl
One raven found a finger bone, and claimed the trinket for his own
Leaving the flesh to mix with soil. as God pursued Creation's toil
And when time came for Adam's birth, God formed him from the tainted earth
And thus the flesh of man was bound to the finger bone the raven found.
Of this, the bird was unaware, and had he known, he wouldn't care
Not so with the former owner. Indeed, it gave Hell's Lord a boner!
Satan saw his bone's potential and knew it would be consequential
Able to mold both flesh and mind of Adam and of all mankind
The wishbone passed through history; Totem of power and mystery
It roams the earth both far and wide, calling out the devil inside
Satan's minions do their best to see it never comes to rest
The tempting bone slips like a snake, leaving mischief in its wake
Granting every man's desire and in the end, eternal fire