Chapter 4: How To Run On Six Inch Heels

Fred was relieved when the door to their cell opened.

Not that she expected to escape; it just provided a distraction from her clit. It was becoming harder and harder to keep her hands away from it.

"Hey, hotties," Cunt Lustly gushed at them. "Me and the sluts need to know if you girls want to come down to my place."

"You expect me to believe you'd let us leave with you?"

"No, silly," Cunt dismissed. "I, like, live here. All us sluts with cool new names live here."

It took a moment for Cunt's strange offer to sink in with Cordelia. Then her old mind snapped back into place, and a plan began to form. She looked over to Fred. The girl's eyes were wide as saucers. They seemed to tell Cordelia that no way in hell would she go with the former policewoman.

"What would we do if we came with you?" Cordelia asked the ditzy blonde bimbo. Fred's head jerked between Cordelia and the Cunt.

What was she doing?

Cunt Lustly giggled. She took a seat next to Cordelia. Cordy noticed how sweet she smelled. "Like, it's porno night!" the girl gushed. "All of the sluts get together. We, like, watch the hottest pornos we can get our hands on. We'd love to have a few new sluts there too, to lay our hands on."

The blonde giggled and nudged Cordelia.

"Now, Fred, that doesn't sound too bad," Cordy said. "After all, it beats sitting in the cell for the rest of the night."

She tried to get Fred to go along with her plan.

"Oh, I don't know, Cordy. My back has been hurting me so much since I received these new breasts," Fred complained.

She looked at the floor.

Cordelia rolled her garishly painted eyes. Fred was new to the whole hero thing. She didn't know when to read a plan that was being formed.

"Breasts?" Cunt asked. She looked truly confused.

She didn't know what Fred was talking about. It was only when the girl pointed to her enhanced tits, that Cunt Lustly knew what she was talking about. "Oh, you mean your bimbo titties! For such a smart girl, you don't know how to, like, talk, do you?"

Fred's head fell in defeat.

She realized that she would soon be as dumb or even dumber than this Cunt woman. The prospect made her tear up.

"Oh, don't cry, pretty Fredi! Cunt knows just what to do to make you feel better! When Cordi and Cunt go watch porno, I'll have some of the nurse bimbos fix your back. Then you can carry your sexy titties like a true bimbo should!"

"Thanks, I guess," Fred sniffled. At least she wouldn't be in any more pain. A slight breeze from the air conditioner sent a shiver down her spine, and into her pussy. Fred had to bite her glossy red lip to fight back just how horny she was.

"Time to go, girlies! Cordy, you're going to love this so much!" Cunt giggled.

The three women strutted down the hall to the elevator. Cunt walked on her seven inch platform heels like an expert. Fred and Cordelia, on the other hand, wobbled on their towering plastic sandals.

It was the only article of clothing either of them wore.

They arrived at the elevator. Cunt pushed the button for the medical wing. Cordelia's eyes were drawn to Cunt's impractical two-inch long fingernails. She looked at her own nails. They were now half as long. It made her feel scared.

Cordy remembered the strong-willed, independent policewoman Cunt used to be when she still was Kate Lockley.

It seemed ages ago.

She knew their bodies were starting to look like Cunt's. A feeling of dread spread over her. She had to escape. The prospect of what might happen if she failed was too horrible to even think about.

"What are you doing?" Fred whispered to Cordelia.

"I'm getting us out of here. Trust me," she answered.

"What was that?" Cunt giggled. "No secrets among bimbos!"

Before Cordelia could explain more to Fred, the bell of the elevator rang.

They had arrived at the medical floor. Two smiling doctors and a group of voluptuous nurses took in Fred. They ushered her into one of the surgical rooms. As usual, the nurses wore ultra tight, latex uniforms over their modified bodies. The skirts rode happily up their thighs.

The elevator door quickly closed.

Cunt Lustly turned and smiled at Cordelia. "Cordi, It's so, like, totally cool that you're going to hang out with us! Soon, like, you'll be the happiest airhead just like the rest of us. Believe me, it is so totally great to be a happy bimbo, girl!"

Cordelia smiled a large, fake smile at her.

Inside she felt sad for the woman Cunt Lustly had been. She also feared for her plan. It was risky, but it had a high chance of succeeding. All she had to do was to get Cunt's security pass. Then she'd navigate her way to the outside and alert Angel of what was happening to Fred. The only tricky things were the security cameras all through the building.

On top of that, she looked like a cheap whore. And she was naked. It would be hard to make it back to the hotel in L.A.

The elevator slowed to a stop.

As Cordy stepped out on her shaky heels, she looked over the large room. It seemed like a theatre, but it didn't have the stadium seating. Instead, there was a large number of voluptuous women. They wore a variety of skimpy, revealing outfits. Quite a lot were entirely naked, like her.

Most were lounging on a sea of soft cushions.

Cordelia batted her new long eyelashes at the sight in front of her. There were so many women. It would be practically impossible to escape. She looked around and tried to see the exits. To her dismay, there was only the one that she had entered through.

"Cordelia!"

A familiar voice could be heard among the giggling and high-pitched voices. Cordelia turned. She was greeted by Tittiefuck, who bounced over with another bimbo.

"This is my friend, Candyass!"

A tall blonde woman turned and showcased her bubble-butt. Cordelia saw that Candyass had a Peppermint candy cane tattooed on her cheek. To her irritation it somehow looked very sexy to her. It made her even want to have one herself. Cordy shook her head. Tattoos and piercings had always looked cheap and disgusting to her.

The two bimbos guided Cordelia to a couple of cushions. Cunt Lustly and a couple of security bimbos joined them.

"You're going to love this, Cordi," Tittiefuck exclaimed. "And tomorrow, you'll be a bimbo just like us!" She planted soft kisses on Cordelia's neck.

Cordy jerked away at the unwelcome show of affection.

The lights dimmed and the movie started up. Cordelia had trouble following the spotty plot. But as she looked around, none of the other women were really watching the movie. A lot of them were actively engaged in lesbian sex.

Cordelia saw that Tittiefuck, Candyass, and Cunt Lustly were frigging their pussies for all they were worth.

She waited until she was sure that the girls were transfixed by the images on the big screen. Then she moved to try and grab Cunt's security pass. She bent over to reach out for it. A hard, metallic object penetrated her ass.

She yelped and looked back.

To her surprise she saw the two salon bimbos, Poontang and Muffy. They giggled as Cordelia tried to get away. They grabbed her hips and guided the hard object in even further.

Cordelia let out a muffled cry of pain. Or was it?

"Oooh! Cordelia is, like, being a slut!" Cunt cried.

Tittiefuck and Candyass looked up and giggled. Cunt moved her slick, shaved pussy towards Cordy's face. The giggling group of security bimbos guided Cordelia towards it.

Cordy bit down hard on her lower lip. She refused to open her mouth, even if it was now in direct contact with the lips of Cunt's pussy.

"She, like, isn't very good at eating pussy," Cunt complained. "I'll have to show her how it's done."

With that, Cunt had two of her security bimbos hold Cordelia down on a pile of pillows. She sank down onto her knees and pushed Cordelia's legs apart. She wedged herself in between them. Cordelia tried to push Cunt away. But the blonde bimbo was strong. Soon her tongue lapped away at Cordelia's bald new snatch.

She couldn't help but moan wantonly.

Her new body was so sensitive to any touch, let alone someone feeling her up and teasing her greedy pussy. The security bimbos massaged and licked Cordelia's huge tits. One of the sluts even bit playfully at her swollen nipples.

It was driving Cordy wild.

"Wait... stop... ," she moaned breathlessly. "There is something I have to do. Can't... think..."

Cordelia couldn't handle the ordeal. She tried to block it out of her mind and focus on what she had to do. She saw Cunt's security card sticking out of the pocket of her tiny blue latex shorts.

It was so close. But so was she.

Waves started rolling over her. Through a haze of pleasure Cordelia moved her foot as close to the pocket as she could. She began to moan and buck her hips. She hoped the dim bimbos would think she was finally enjoying the experience.

Ah, God, who was she fooling? She really didn't have to do much acting...

She sure hoped that her high heel kicking at Cunt's pocket would seem an innocent response to their pleasuring.

Then Cunt's onslaught brought her to orgasm.

With one last unfeigned kick Cordy flicked the card out of the pocket and onto the floor. She quickly put her heeled foot down over it before anyone noticed.

Then she felt her thighs start to shake uncontrollably.

"See that wasn't like that bad now was it?" giggled Cunt when Cordy's lights came back on. She licked Cordelia's juices off her lips.

"Wow you are so... amazing," Cordelia said. "I don't think I could take anymore. I'm just going to rest for a while and watch the film. But yes! We should totally do that again."

Cordelia looked at the bimbos. She hoped that she understood how their one track minds worked, and would fool them.

"Ok," smiled Cunt Lustly. She turned to her security bimbos. "I told you she'll wanna be like us. But she is new. She gets tired. She will get better!"

The bimbos seemed convinced Cordelia was happy with them. They went back to their simple minded fucking and left her unattended. She picked up the security card. She also found a miniskirt and top one of the girls had left on the floor.

"One size fits all." she murmured.

Then she spied a can of happy gas.

She figured with that she could neutralize quite a part of the room. It would help her escape before they sounded the alarm.

She slipped over to the can. Then she kicked it behind her before loudly addressing the bimbos about the porno movie they were watching.

"Wow! Look at the size of that guy!" she yelled. "I'd love to have him inside me. What about you girls?"

All the bimbos turned their attention to the screen to see what Cordelia was talking about. She quickly teetered to the back of the room and raised the can. She used the skimpy top to cover her mouth. Then she began to wildly spray the gas all around her.