Chapter 2: Mommy Makes the Bully into a Bimbo

Note: Thanks to Pat for beta reading this!

Linda Cartwright

I shuddered at what I had done today. I made my moody, emo daughter into a bimbo. I didn’t mean to make her into a sex-crazed airhead, I just wanted to have that special relationship back with my little girl. Well, now it was more intimate than ever.

Her pussy juices stained my lips.

Now I had “upgraded” her when she’d leveled up like this was some sort of bizarre RPG. I had made her into an Oral Lover Bimbo. One who specialized in sucking dick, it turned out. Still, having her be a fan of oral was something that made me tingle.

And if it was a “tech tree” like in many video games, maybe there was an option to make her better at eating pussy or something as she leveled up. I couldn’t believe I was having these thoughts at all. It was so insane, but...

It had been so amazing to be eaten out by my daughter. My husband never made me cum like that. Not in many, many years. I felt so alive again. My flesh—my naughty mommy-cunt—had awakened to these wicked delights.

These pleasures I could experience at the tongue and lips of my daughter.

And I could make her cum, too. I had made her cum. Now I wanted to deflower her with the vibrator I kept in my panty drawer. I was such a wicked mommy for thinking this, but she was changed. I had made my fourteen-year-old daughter into a bimbo.

Now Alice was just so happy. She wasn’t depressed about being bullied for having small breasts and a flat ass. She was bubbly and excited, so eager to just love me. Her definition of love had grown much broader. It encompassed such intimate acts.

“Come on,” I said, leading my naked daughter from her bedroom.

“Yes, Mommy!” she squealed behind me.

I shuddered, my big breasts jiggling before me. My red hair fell around my flushed face. I was a ginger like my daughter. She squeezed past me in the hallway and darted ahead, her tight rump wiggling back and forth.

She was such a naughty and adorable thing.

She threw herself on the bed I shared with her father and licked her lips. She looked so eager to eat me out. I shuddered, my cunt clenching. She had such a delicious mouth. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to have her eating my twat to another amazing orgasm.

But I also wanted to deflower her with my vibrator. Could I do both at the same time? I thought about it as I made my way to my dresser. I opened it up and thought about what the best way was to do this. To have sex with my daughter. A shiver ran through me. I was such a wicked and wanton thing for even contemplating this delight.

Just such a horrible mommy.

I shuddered as I thrust my hand into my panty drawer, swishing through the bras and panties to find the vibrator at the back. I grabbed the cool shaft. Made of anodized aluminum, it had a bright and silver finish to it with a black, rubber handle on the bottom covered in little ribs to make it easier to turn when wet.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” gasped Alice. “That’s a vibrator! A buzzy toy! It’s so naughty that you have that, Mommy! Naughty Mommy! Yeppers!”

“I am,” I groaned, inspiration striking me on how I could have her eat out my cunt and I could enjoy tonguing her pussy as I took her virginity.

I shuddered as I slipped onto the bed. I shifted to get comfortable, my big boobs settling into a pair of jiggling mounds. They wiggled together as I sucked in a deep breath. This was it. I was going for it. Just going to do something so wicked and insane.

I was so bad.

“Alice, sweetie,” I cooed. “Can you sit on Mommy’s face and eat out her cunt?”

“Of course, I can!” she squealed. “Mommy has a yummy pussy! Mmm, I’ll lick and lap and make Mommy just purr in delight!”

“Thank you, sweetie,” I said, a shiver running through me. I would really do be doing this. Really would be taking my daughter’s virginity like some wicked molester. Just taking advantage of her as an airhead. A bimbo that believed what I said.

She crawled onto me with such enthusiasm. She threw her leg over my face. Her shaved pussy dripped juices. Her spicy musk, a fresher version of my own cunt, filled my nose. I stared at her tight slit that parted ever so slightly with her legs spread wide. A hint of her virginal pink peeked out. She ducked her head down and buried her face right into my bush. Just plunged her mouth into my snatch and tongued me. I groaned as she did that. It was an incredible rush to have her licking and lapping at my cunt like that.

I groaned as she stroked her tongue through my folds. It was a fascinating moment. My face contorted in delight as she did it. She lapped at me with such hunger. She drove me wild, the naughty thing. I loved this so much.

“Oh, yes, honey,” I groaned and twisted the base of the vibrator. It hummed to life.

“Ooh, it’s like a lightsaber. Vrroom! Vrroom! Darth Mommy is going to take my cherry! Vrroom!”

I shuddered as she licked at my cunt again. She lapped at me with such hunger. I quivered as she reminded me that she was so excited when the new Star Wars film came out seven years ago. She even dressed up as that Jedi girl.

Now she was eating my pussy with such enthusiasm, licking me with such hunger. I shuddered, my toes curling from the passion of her hunger. She stroked through my folds, teasing me. I loved what she did to me.

She was such a darling thing. Just amazing to enjoy.

I pressed the vibrator into her shaved folds. She squealed in delight, her head snapping up from my pussy and her tight tush clenching. She trembled as I rubbed the buzzing toy up and down her pussy lips, massaging her little petals. I even brushed her clit.

It was so much fun to do this to her. To pleasure her like this and drive her wild. I felt so wicked and wild for doing it. Just a wanton mother for playing with her daughter like this. My cunt melted. It was an outstanding sensation.

I wiggled my back on the bed, my twat dripping with my excitement. I licked my lips as I played with her. She moaned as I did that. She quivered there as I stroked up and down her naughty slit. She whimpered and groaned.

“Mommy! Mommy!” she gasped.

“I know,” I cooed. “Ooh, just enjoy, honey. Just love that passion.”

“I am, Mommy!” she gasped as I rubbed at her with the vibrator.

“And don’t forget to eat out Mommy’s pussy,” I cooed.

She squeaked out an apology and did just that. Her lips plunged back into my bush to lick at the folds of my cunt. I groaned as she stroked up and down the petals of the pussy that had brought her into this world.

I shuddered, loving what she did to me. I slid my vibrator up and down her pussy, stroking her. Nuzzling into her. She moaned into my snatch, her tongue flying up and down my pussy. I shuddered, loving what she did to me.

It was an outstanding rush to have her pleasuring me as I worked the vibrator up and down her snatch. My bimbo daughter thrust her tongue into my cunt. I groaned as she did that. She fluttered around in me. It was so much better than when my husband did it.

She loved my cunt. It wasn’t a chore to butter me up so he could slide his cock into me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped and pushed the vibrator against her pussy lips.

Her pussy lips spread around the tip. I instantly felt the barrier. Her hymen. I smiled as I pushed against her maidenhead. I felt it stretching before me. I nuzzled in and licked at her clit, stroking over her spicy nubbin.

“Mommy!” she squealed as I turned the vibrator from side to side, drilling it against her hymen. “Mommy! Mommy!”

She lapped at my twat with such intensity as I thrust harder. I suckled on her clit as my vibrator tore through her hymen. I popped my underage daughter’s cherry. A wave of euphoria swept through me at taking her virginity.

The vibrating toy sank into her snatch. She moaned into my cunt, her cute rump clenching. I loved the taste of her spicy pussy juices. I tongued her clit as I pushed the vibrator deeper and deeper into her deflowered twat.

“Oh, Mommy!” she gasped. “That’s so goody good. Like an ice cream sundae with chocolate and caramel and strawberry and sprinkles! Mommy! Such yummy sprinkles! Oh, yes, yes. Oh, so good! So awesomey good!”

“Mmm, enjoy,” I purred and fucked the vibrator in and out of her pussy.

I twisted the buzzing toy, drilling it into her cunt and pulling it out again. She shuddered on me, her clit rubbing on my lips. I nibbled on it as I fucked her pussy with the toy. I was so eager to make her just feel amazing.

“Mommy! Mommy!” she whimpered. “Oh, Mommy!”

I tongued her clit. I slid around her bud. She groaned, her body shuddering with delight. I stroked her with such hunger. I caressed her with everything that I had while fucking her. She tongued my pussy with such enthusiasm.

Was it more enthusiasm? Maybe being an Oral Lover Bimbo had made her more enthusiastic to lick cunt, too.

I quivered on her as she stroked her tongue through my folds. I gasped as she licked and lapped at me with such passion. My body quivered as my own orgasm built in my cunt. I shuddered, her tongue brushing my clit.

She swirled around my nub as her fingers pushed on my pussy. Then she thrust a pair of them into me. I groaned as she did that. I loved the feel of her plunging her fingers into my cunt over and over again. She drove me wild. It was just a fantastic treat. I loved what she was doing to me.

I quivered on the bed as her fingers darted to the hilt in me again and again. She drove me wild. I loved it. I moaned into her cunt, tonguing her pussy with everything that I had. I stroked over her bud. I lapped at her with passion.

She whimpered as she suckled hard on my clit. She nursed on my bud as her fingers pumped away at me. I returned the favor, thrusting the dildo deep and hard into her cunt. She quivered on me, moaning around my bud.

“That’s it,” I cooed. “Cum like a bimbo slut for Mommy!”

She squealed around my clit.

“Yeah, you’re Mommy’s bimbo-slut now,” I panted, so lost to this pleasure.

She nibbled on my clit with passion. She suckled on me with everything that she had. I groaned, slamming the vibrator to the hilt in her cunt. I loved how she trembled above me. She suckled on my bud with such hunger.

Her moans grew louder. I tongued her nubbin as she nibbled on my clit. I drove the dildo deep into her, my cunt clinging to her fingers. I shuddered, my toes curling. I hurtled towards my orgasm. This was it. My eyes squeezed shut.

Alice beat me to it.

“Mommy!” she moaned around my clit.

Pussy cream gushed out around the vibrator. A stream of spicy cream for me to enjoy. I ripped the toy out of her cunt and sealed my lips around her little hole. Her passion flooded my mouth. I gulped down her wonderful juices.

I gulped it down as she suckled hard on my clit. My pussy clamped down on her fingers. As I drank her flood, I joined my daughter in incestuous heaven. I bucked beneath her and came so hard. My pussy convulsed and writhed. The pleasure swept through me. That wonderful delight drowned my mind.

I bucked beneath my daughter, ecstasy flooding out of my cunt. Along with my pussy cream. My bimbo daughter licked up my cream as I did the same to her pussy. We moaned together, writhing atop each other in taboo bliss.

It was outstanding to cum beneath my daughter. To drown her in pussy juices as she did the same to me. My eyes squeezed shut as I reveled in this bliss. It was an incredible moment to enjoy. A wonderful delight to experience.

“Yes!” I moaned, my entire body quivering. “Oh, yes, yes, that was perfect.”

I felt so amazing. I could just float off and fly away. This was perfect. Just what I needed to experience. I felt so good. So amazing. I trembled here, my heart pounding away in my chest. I licked at my daughter’s twat.

It was so wild. “Oh, baby, I want to get more toys.”

“I love toys!” squealed Alice.

“Mmm, adult toys, baby,” I purred. “I could get dildos. Maybe a strap-on. I could fuck you. You could fuck me. How does that sound?”

“Yay! Toys!” she sat up and bounced up and down, rubbing her pussy into my face. “Let’s go, Mommy!”

She bolted off the bed and scampered to the door. I shuddered, thinking we should go to Lover’s Package. That would be perfect. I sat up, so glad that I had made my daughter feel better about being bullied by this...

By this mean girl said she had no tits and a flat ass. Who was making her miserable because my daughter was blossoming in a different way? She didn’t need to have big tits. She was cute and sexy the way she was.

She was my little girl.

I heard my daughter scampering down the stairs. Wait, she was naked. I gasped and bolted out of the covers. I almost tripped on them. I kicked free and rushed out of my bedroom. I reached the top of the stairs to see her opening the door.

“Don’t go out there naked!” I gasped. “Alice, you have to get dressed this instant, young lady!”

“But Mommy,” she whimpered. “I wanna go naked. It’s a warm day. Please, please, please with sugar on top and ice cream and sprinkles and strawberry syrup!”

“No,” I said, putting my foot down. “You do not get to go out there like that. Now march up here, get dressed, then we’ll go.”

“Fine,” she said and pouted from the door. But only for a moment before she brightened up and squealed, “I can wear my pink tank top! Yay!”

She darted up the stairs. I stood back, my large boobs jiggling. I licked my lips, her spicy juices lingering. This girl was going to be a handful. I didn’t even know what to do when my husband got home from work in a few hours.

Not at all.

She rushed past me and headed into her room. I went back to mine to get dressed. I grabbed a clean pair of panties, a bra, a pair of jeans, and a nice blouse with a scoop-neck. Purple. I liked the look. Not completely a frumpy mom, but not too sexy.

I hummed as I stepped out to find my daughter wearing pink hot pants and a matching tank top that she hadn’t worn in years. It fit so tight to her, the outlines of her small breasts and hard nipples were clearly obvious. It showed off her bellybutton. And those shorts weren’t much better.

“You have a cameltoe,” I said before I realized it.

“I do?” she asked, lifting her bare foot. “Which one is a camel toe? Is it my big one?”

“I...” I drew in a deep breath. “Never mind. Let’s go. You’re dressed the way a bimbo-daughter would dress, I suppose.”

“Yay!” she said, bouncing up and down. God, she was so adorable in those hot pants and too-tight tank top. I was turning into some sort of depraved lesbian mommy.

She darted down the stairs before me, her cute butt hugged by those pink shorts. I followed after, my pussy already soaking my panties. I grabbed my purse on the way out, my keys jangling in them. I pulled them out to unlock the minivan.

My daughter hopped into the driver’s seat, bending over. I shuddered at that cute rump. I shuddered, fighting off all these lusts. I rolled my shoulders and hurried around. What was wrong with me? I was just turning into some sort of pervert.

But she was so cute as she bounced in the seat. She reached out and started flipping the vent open and closed. It amused her doing something like that. She giggled. I started the car and she cooed. She looked over at the lights flicking to life on the dashboard.

“Let’s roll, Mommy!” she purred.

“So,” I said as I backed out of the driveway. “You know where that girl who bullied you lives? Sherry, right?”

“Yes,” she huffed. “She’s so meanie. I don’t have a flat butt. You said so. Right. My butt’s cute. Cutie patootie!”

“That’s right,” I said. “We’re going to go and teach her a lesson. How does that sound?”

“Yippee!” She bounced up and down, this huge smile on her face. She squirmed there, looking so happy. I was so glad for her. I was just thrilled that she was having this much fun. She would just be happy from now on.

My daughter would never cry again.

She would have as many orgasms as possible. She would give me them. I would give her them. And this Sherry would learn how to eat my daughter’s cunt until she came. That would be so hot to watch. Maybe while spanking her rump.

I was so eager for this. I was turning into a naughty mommy. I checked my phone and saw I had gained a bonus crystal. I had three. Enough to get my second bimbo. I shuddered as I headed to this Sherry’s house.

Anger burned in me. The closer we got, the more I wanted to make this bullying slut into my bimbo. I drove my minivan towards the house. My daughter was bouncing in her seat, looking around, just so happy.

“Puppy!” she squealed for the dozenth time, her face pressed to the window. “Oh, he’s so cute, Mommy! Just so cute. Yes, he is!”

“Don’t get focused on that,” I said, my clit throbbing. “Do we turn up there?”

“Um...” My daughter scrunched up her face. “I think ... I think ... Ooh, look at that! She’s preggers, Mommy! She’s got a baby in her! The stork will swoop down and pull it out of her! Isn’t that neat!”

“Sure,” I said. I had the vaguest memory of coming down this way before. Had I taken my daughter over to this Sherry’s house? Had they been friends? Sherry ... Sherry ... Does she have black hair?”

“No, no, she has blonde hair, Mommy!” the girl said. “I bet her baby will be blonde!”

“No, no, Sherry. Does she have black hair?”

My daughter nodded. “It’s dark and silky and glossy and black and dark! So long!”

“Yes, yes, Sherry ... Nader.” I smiled. “I know where she lives.” I turned at the corner onto a cul-de-sac. “Yes, yes, this is coming back to me. Her house is that ... that one!” I pulled up before a light-blue house with white trim. A one-story ranch with a lawn desperately in need of a mow. “Wait here!”

I threw open my door and climbed out of the car. I marched up to the house. I could hear loud music playing. A thudding beat. I reached the door and pounded on it, my phone in my hand. I was ready to bimbofy this bully. She would pay for hurting my daughter. Yes, she would.

I pounded on the door again. The deadbolt twisted. The door opened and a black-haired girl in a tank top and jean shorts frowned at me. The stereo blared music and her phone was shoved in the front pocket of her shorts. I recognized her. Not as cute as she had been as a child. She had a sneer that made her almost ugly.

“I know you!” the girl said. “Did that little cunt go whine to her mommy?”

“Little cunt?” I asked, arching my eyebrow.

The girl shrugged. I could see her trying to be defiant. Rebellious. But it was there, in the corners of her eyes. The nervousness. The fear of authority. She had never gone this far with an adult. Her parents must not be home. It had emboldened her.

“You think my daughter is a little cunt?” I asked her, my hand gripping my phone.

“Yep,” she said, being bold. “What of it? You’re not welcome here. I’ll call my mom!”

“I’m sure she’d love to know what you called my daughter,” I said. “How you made her cry. You think you can get away with your bullying. That there aren’t consequences.”

The girl shrugged, her confidence breaking. She looked around then tried to close the door. I caught it and lifted my phone. She backed up, her face becoming something ... else. Pleasant. A phony smile. Joy in her eyes.

She thought I was trying to get some incriminating footage to put on the internet. “Hey! My mom’s not home, so I’ll let her know you stopped by. But I got to get back to my homework.”

I tapped the screen and the App asked if I wanted to make her my next bimbo. I tapped YES before I could even think. This wave of heat rushed through me as her smiling face became her profile pic. A bar appeared beneath my daughter’s and...

Sherry transformed.

The phony smile became a big one. The feigned delight transformed into bubbly joy. She bounced up and down before me, her black hair flying around her face. She clapped her hands together and rocked in place.

“Yay! I’m oh, so glad that you’re here! Ooh, ooh, this is so wonderful. You wanna see me do a handstand? I’m so good at them!”

She bent over and did a handstand right before me. Her legs thrust in the air, her bare feet twisting. Her tank top fell down her stomach to expose her round boobs. She had piercings threaded through her pink nipples. The blood rushed to her beaming face.