The Ladies of Victory #2: The Hunt for Red Bimbette
Chapter 1
by TheStork
Disclaimer: This work of fiction contains explicit and mature content intended for adult audiences. The author acknowledges that the story may include scenes of a graphic nature, including but not limited to sexual content, non-consensual mind control, body transformation, and other adult themes. This content is purely fictional and a work of the author’s imagination. The characters, events, and settings and any resemblance to reality is purely coincidental. Almost all characters engaging in sexualized content are explicitly over the age of 18, and no characters under the age of 18 are involved in anything even remotely resembling sexual content and exist purely for story or world-building purposes. If you aren’t looking for erotic mind control fiction the author isn’t quite sure what you’re expecting reading this content or even how you found it. This is also the kind of superhero story where the good guys eventually win in the end. As such, the author takes no responsibility for any discomfort the reader might feel over the explicit nature of this story.
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Rapid Rivers, Florida, USA. Late
August
The groan and creak of the old door matched the groans and creaks
coming from the woman entering through them, as Carmen Gonzalez wished
for the thousandth time that she had a different passion than teaching.
Even though she was in administration, helping her students achieve
their best was in her blood and kept her invigorated until later in the
day when her legs informed her otherwise… and her back. Though she was
on the wrong side of 30, Carmen considered herself in good shape, she
was in good health and had been feeling better since helping her husband
Luis on his diet.
Telling him he had to lay off the beef, pork, and rum was like a
shot to the gut for the Cuban man, but it was easier after her
father-in-law's heart attack scare. Her job kept her on her feet too,
and as she shut the door, that was maybe part of the problem as she
dropped her bags to stretch and pop her back, wincing as one of the
wires of her struggling bra made itself known into her side. She was one
of those girls that blossomed early… and then continued long past the
point of reason and for more like the millionth time, she swore to
herself she was going to get her breasts reduced.
Luis would certainly recover, no doubt making a dramatic scene out
of it to make better use of his theatre degree than his accounting and
management job ever does. Meanwhile she'd be happy just to be able to
buy a bra from a store and have it fit somewhat comfortably, instead of
having to order hers from specialty sites where the support she needed
to buy arrived as a double strap deathtrap that she needed to get out of
sooner rather than later. Utter bliss entered and escaped her mouth with
an indecent noise after popping off said straps, and with a practiced
flip it came out with a thud as she took it off without even bothering
to unbutton her blouse.
Free, she let out a soft moan as she cracked her back, listening to
the house creak a bit in an afternoon wind, the soft sound of water
indicating that Luis had hopped into the shower after work. Leaving her
bags by the door, Carmen slowly made her way to the stairs with plans to
join him, two hands holding her chest to keep them from bouncing too
hard as she walked up. If her back was going to last her into her 50s…
no, she decided she was going to get this taken care of sooner rather
than later. Rapid Rivers had more plastic surgeons per capita than any
other city in the world, she'd have a plethora of options to help her
out now that she'd made up her mind.
Slipping into the bedroom, Carmen smirked at the haphazard pile of
shirt, tie, and pants, a soft chuckle escaping her. She'd like to
imagine if the two of them ever decided to have kids, they would get
stuck dedicating entire weekends to cleaning the inevitable mess as
neither of them already seemed to be able to reach the hamper. Picking
up his clothes, and taking hers off to add to the laundry bin, she
finally notices the pink bag sitting on the bed when she looks back up.
Confusion crossed her face as she walked towards it, not so much
suspicious as…
She did all her own shopping, and the two of them enjoyed a rather
modest, vanilla sex life. The one time he did buy her some lingerie,
back when they were still dating, he missed the cup size requirements by
a mile. So why was there this pink bag on her bed now, Luis having
obviously left it behind as she could hear him humming in the shower.
Pulling it closer, she inspected it for a name but the only
embellishment was a bright red lip print on the side. Luis where the
heck did you go after work today? Curiosity got the better of her
though as she pulled aside the loose tissue paper to look inside.
On top, a large pink bra with delicate lace and single straps
completely different from her normal utilitarian options. Pulling it
out, something fell deeper in the bag as she stifled a noise that tried
to escape her, surprised at how light it was, its soft and delicate
fabric felt great on her fingertips. It was also… Carmen was big, but
the woman this bra was made for might be even bigger, and there was no
way that this flimsy thing would provide any bit of support. She
couldn't put it down though, hands gently touching the inside of the
cups to marvel at how silky it felt, the stitching was clean and neat as
she couldn't help but inspect it. It was weird of Luis to buy her
something like this for sure, and it wasn't exactly her color but on the
other hand… she wanted to put it on.
It had started as a little nudge but the more she held it, the more
she marveled at it, her curiosity as to what it would feel like, even if
it didn't properly fit, was growing at a rapid pace. I'd rather try
it on before he gets out of the shower anyway, just so I can tell him
it's too small rather than disappoint him to his face. Carmen
reasoned with herself, and having found a suitable excuse she spun it
around so she could put it on.
Of course Carmen was right, it was obviously too big even for her.
However, Carmen was also right because the satin cups felt
amazing on her breasts. She couldn't stop her hands from
squeezing and massaging the fabric right up against her skin, the cool
and soft silk unlike anything she'd ever felt before. Luis, you
better tell me where the hell you found this place so I can get one in
my size because… fuuuuck. Carmen wasn't one for swearing but she
couldn't stop herself, every squeeze and smoosh eliminating her concerns
with bliss… even as she noticed it was taking less force with every
passing second to feel the bra connecting with her skin. She couldn't
help but notice as her full breasts started to fill out the cups, the
need for her to smoosh them into each other passing as her flesh
continued expanding with every moment, her thighs squeezing together
tightly as a shuddering light orgasm crested over her.
Concern was secondary to pleasure as she leaned back on the bed, her
hands magnetized to her growing chest, each squeeze sending pulses of
blissful contentment through her body. She'd never had sensitive breasts
before, something her husband had always considered a shame, but he
wouldn't have to worry about that as her new bra continued to work its
magic on her. Her nipples were erect and large, twin points of hardened
pleasure that every time her fingers found them, a low moan and bit of
drool escaping from her lips as her brain short-circuited.
It wasn't long until her breasts had filled out the massive cups,
the cool satin encasing them tightly as they continued to grow larger.
I'm such an idiot, a giggle escaping her before she had to
suppress another moan. What had she been thinking that the answer to her
problems was to go smaller when being bigger felt so right. A tiny voice
in the back of her head was reminding her that just a moment ago she was
lamenting at her size, but a tweak of a nipple through her bra buried it
under mind-melting pleasure.
Biting her lip, Carmen can't stop her hands caressing and fondling
every inch of her expansive sensitive flesh. Getting up, she feels the
awkward and unfamiliar weight as she stands, her center of gravity off
as she wanders over to the mirror. Not that she needed a mirror to see
change, her peripheral vision easily picking up the added volume to her
mountainous cleavage. If she was large before, the gravity defying orbs
jiggling on her chest were titanic. Titanic titties. Carmen
couldn't help the giggle as she turned from side to side, she'd never
referred to her chest like that before but now that she'd thought it,
she couldn't shake it from her mind as she marveled at their size,
straightening up so she could get a better idea of how big her tits
were.
The bra had at least one more trick up it's sleeve, as she could
feel it tighten and strain to support her delectable fuck pillows, warm
energy reaching down her back, a soft moan escaping from her as it
reached her sore muscles and began to work all the knots and pain out of
her body. She could feel her back straighten as it forced her to push
her chest out, new muscles strengthening and firming to more than make
up for her additional size.
Oh! Yes.. YES! She couldn't stop the satisfied moan since
for the first time in years she was finally free of pain, and without
sacrificing her huge sexy titties. Having lived in Rapid Rivers her
whole life she was aware that she was probably being affected in some
other ways by the magical bra, but whatever the side-effects were, being
able to arch her back without the sharp twinge of a muscle was worth it
as she fell in love with her modified curves. Carmen knew Luis was going
to be happy too, the thought of her husband sending her mind straight to
the tool between his legs, her brain trying and failing to not melt a
little further into her gargantuan titties. Carmen's hazy eyes focused
on the bag sitting on their bed, the not-so-innocent pink bag proudly
stamped with a kiss. For all the variety of horror stories and some very
lustful ones she'd heard about mysterious things happening to women, and
she was discovering she was one of the women who thought of it in the
latter.
Maybe it was the satisfying way she could finally thrust her chest
into her hands without feeling her back strain. Maybe it was the ecstasy
she felt every time her hands groped and pleasured her body with every
touch. Maybe it was the fact that every time she felt that pleasure, she
could feel her brain quite literally draining into her amazing new tits.
If it was… Carmen found out she couldn't care less, being a little less
brainy was worth having huge, fuckable breasts that melted her mind a
little bit more with each hypnotic jiggle.
Something was missing though… and remembering that something had
fallen deeper in the bag, she went over to the bed. Finally able to move
her hands (and it felt so wrong, tits like hers deserved to be fondled
and touched), she reached inside to pull out a delicate pink g-string
with barely enough fabric to pretend to cover her modesty. Not that
Carmen was thinking about that as she slipped into it, her new breasts
bouncing pleasantly as they dragged any stray conflicting thought down
into their immense mass. She'd never have worn something like it moments
ago, but the new Carmen couldn't imagine getting into the plain boring
underwear she knew awaited her if she opened a drawer when something as
sexy as this was an option. It helped that it was crotchless, her now
free hands eagerly exploring her now bare pussy. When did I shave my
pubic hair? With need pounding her slutty little clitty though the
thought was gone as soon as it came. Who cares?
Conveniently, Luis chose that opportunity to finally come out of the
bathroom, freshly showered and unaware of what had been going on in his
bedroom; right until the moment his wife turned to face him. His jaw
went slack as his normally reticent wife sauntered over to him, the pink
bra he had bought for her after the saleswoman had said it would finally
cure his wife's back pain front and center as she sauntered towards him.
Not that Carmen ever sauntered, nor had her chest ever jiggled and
bounced so pleasantly that he could feel himself start to harden
underneath his towel even as his brain tried to figure out what had
happened.
"Oh baby.…" Carmen's breathy voice was thick with lust and
completely unlike her, not that his body cared as she stripped the towel
off him, turning him around so she could lead him to bed. "Thank you for
the gifts, I fucking love them."
"Umm.… I… uhh, Carmen you're umm… holy…" Luis had always loved his
wife's body, even when she complained about how she wished her chest was
smaller and easier to manage. However, he was very aware that the
gigantic melons in front of his face were somehow even larger than they
were before, and they also stole his words as well as his brain cells
watching them wobble in the tight pink bra he was pretty sure wouldn't
fit but bought anyway, but figured it was worth the money if it worked
even a little. It seemed to have done more than just worked, his
normally modest wife gazing at him with a level of lust he'd never seen
before as she pushed him onto the edge of the bed, words dripping from
her mouth that she'd never think of saying yesterday.
"I know baby, you couldn't get enough of my big slut-handles and now
I've got huge bimbo boobies. They're like, so fucking sexy like this
aren't they?" Any sensible response he might have had was made moot as
she slipped his fully erect cock between them, but his groan of
satisfaction as he was enveloped in her soft chest was all the
encouragement she needed to begin squeezing and massaging him. Smirking
at her husband as she felt his hips thrust, she couldn't help but
squeeze her thighs at her own wetness. "You love my big bimbo tits don't
you baby? Just want to cum all over them and mark your wife?"
Carmen had never talked or acted this slutty before, but Luis' brain
wasn't functioning in that manner as he felt a different kind of heat
enter his body, centered around his crotch. He'd been a modest man
before, of average size even, but whatever had changed his wife into
this sensual, fuckable creature had turned its focus on him. Every
thrust seemed to add an extra centimeter, every squeeze a little more
width, and all of it requiring a bit more blood that wasn't entering his
brain as he fucked his wife's beautiful bimbo bounty of a chest. "Ugh…
Dammit Car you…" God, his wife had never given him a tit job before and
his brain was starting to wonder why he'd never forced the issue.
Sure she was bigger, but Carmen had always had the kind of tits that
just begged to have a cock between them. The fact that they were larger
only made that idea stronger, as his thrusts started to move from
panicked jerks to smoother motions. He couldn't remember a time when
he'd been this turned on by his wife and he was beginning not to care as
heavenly soft flesh massaged his cock. A man should be able to fuck his
wife's gorgeous titties whenever he wanted. Luis found himself groaning
in encouragement as he leaned back. "fuck yes… such a hot bimbo
slut."
That was all she needed, her husband's dick starting to grow big
enough to appear between her cleavage, a swirl of her tongue eliciting
another moan of approval as she pleasured Luis' cock. She loved how hard
she had made him, how big her new bra was making him, and how turned on
her fuckable bimbo body was. She wasn't caring about what else could be
leaking out of her from between her thighs as let herself fully give
into the moment. "Yeah baby, you love it when your sexy bimbo wifey gets
down on her knees like this don't you?" Her reward was a hand shoving
her mouth back onto his cock, much to her very giggly enjoyment as she
wrapped her lips around him, earning her another satisfied groan from
her husband.
So fucking good.… She could almost feel both of their
brains short-circuiting as she tasted every exposed inch of him, her
saliva and his deliciously leaking cock lubricating her tits with a wet
sheen. My big bimbo boobies. The alliteration made her giggle again,
muffled by how very full and busy her mouth currently was. Carmen had
lived in Rapid Rivers her whole life, and for the longest time she had
never understood why there were so many impossibly busty bimbos
teetering on platform heels walking around. She'd always thought the
strutting half-naked women were whores and… well she still kind of did
but now she understood.
All her worries were being melted away, being released by her body
with every slight orgasm she got from knowing what was going to happen
as soon as her husband's fat cock filled her. The bra hadn't been the
only thing helping her realize how ridiculous she had been before. The
tiny pink g-string had tightened itself up against her, not delivering
on the curves but she could feel how warm and hot it was making her
pussy, her hips bucking slowly as if to get more contact and invite that
warm magical feeling deeper inside her…
It was her turn to release a satisfied moan, a buzzing vibration
causing Luis to jerk a bit. The extra length that he seemed to have
found now that her tits were wrapped around him hitting the back of her
throat. Instead of gagging she just slowed to take him in deeper, the
bra might have been the catalyst to all this, but the desire was 100%
Carmen as she sucked and licked every inch of her husband. She hadn't
just let the bra give her bigger tits, she'd let it turn the rest of her
into a delectable horny bimbo, welcomed it as it had reignited every
part of her tired old boring body into pleasure. Her own arousal scented
the air with a whiff of sugary sweet strawberry, and she couldn't
imagine going back to the way she was when she had walked into her home
just a few minutes ago, not after experiencing the kind of ecstasy she
could only get as a bimbo. The old her wouldn't be on her knees giving
her husband the orgasm of a lifetime, and for the first time since
puberty she was in love with her body. Her huge sexy titties… fuck going
smaller, she wanted them even bigger, wanted to be that hot and horny
bimbo strutting down the street. A chest like this needed to be on
display, and the idea of all the slutty outfits that would make that
possible was doing as good a job of Luis' cock at changing her, glancing
up and spying the little pink bag behind his head.
Slowing down further, her husband groaned in annoyance as he had
been so close, Carmen still kept him trapped between her fantastic
titties as she gently massaged him down. "Baby I'm gonna make you cum so
hard you'll be aching to fuck my brains out…" Recognizing she maybe
meant that to be more literal than it sounded as her crotchless panties
dug pleasantly into her body, her thighs squeezed together. She
absolutely couldn't wait… "but first… I need you to tell me exactly
where you bought this bra so I can buy more…" she felt him twitch in
agreement as she suggested some more things they could possibly get, his
words of muttering agreement as he attempted to restart her only fueling
new needs.
Carmen loved that he was so hard, so hot for her, that in this position she could get him to agree to pretty much anything so long as he could cum inside his slutty bimbo trophy wife.. and she'd be such a good and horny wifey as she wrapped her mouth around him, his aching need not going to last any longer as she began to earnestly work earnestly at getting her reward; a delicious spray of seed onto her titties and fabulous new bra…