Chapter 3: First Time Out
I stepped into the dimly lit bar and made my way up to the long wooden counter, where the bartender greeted me with a nod and asked for my identification. I paused as I realized I was physically an 18 year old bimbo woman now and I had to be 21 years old to get a drink. Shoot, I totally didn't think this through. But, I didn't have to worry for long because a sudden realization struck me - I didn't need identification in this body!
I mean, I was a hot a sexy bimbo with big titties I mean...who wouldn't let me get what I want? All I had to do was use my awesome assets and womanly charm on him.
"Oh crap, I'm such a ditz!" I exclaimed out loud and giggled, my high-pitched voice echoing in the bar. "I like, totes forgot my ID! Couldn't you like, just let me have a few drinks sweetie?" I purred, giving the bartender my best "bedroom eyes" *giggles*
He hesitated for a moment, but I could see him start to weaken as he looked me up and down. I could feel his gaze on my massive tits, practically bursting out of my skimpy top, and I knew I had him.
"Well, okay," he finally said with a sigh. "But just this once, and only because you're so damn cute. What do you want to drink?"
I batted my long eyelashes at him and flashed a dazzling smile. "Oh my gosh, thank you so much, sweetie! I'll have a Cosmopolitan, please."
As he prepared my drink, I flashed him my titties and gave him a seductive thank you as I leaned in for my drink. I was getting pretty good at this whole "bimbo slut" thing. *wink* I took a sip of my drink and looked around the room, taking in all the sights and sounds of the dimly lit bar near my apartment. It was full of intellectuals and professionals engaged in candid conversations over expertly crafted drinks, but I didn't feel out of place.
In fact, I felt more alive and confident than ever before. With every sip of my Cosmopolitan, my new identity as Candi, the 18-year-old blonde bombshell, became more and more natural. I couldn't help but feel like I was born to play this role - the sexy, irresistible, and in-demand bimbo slut. As I sat at the bar, sipping on my drink, I couldn't help but notice the men around me. They all looked so strong, masculine, and dominant.
It was like they were drawn to me, unable to resist my allure. I could see the hunger in their eyes as they admired my massive tits and firm ass, practically undressing me with their gaze. It made me feel desired, craved, and worshiped – feelings I had never experienced as plain old Brian. As I sat there, I started to notice one particular man who seemed to be fixated on me. He was tall, handsome, and muscular, with dark brown hair and piercing dark eyes.
He was exactly my type, and I could tell he was packing some serious heat under his jeans. *giggles* I felt a sudden surge of excitement and nervousness as our eyes met, and I knew I had to have him. The thrill of the chase and the thought of getting dominated by someone so hot and powerful was exhilarating. I decided to take a chance and engage with this mysterious man who had caught my eye.
Yet, something in me made me stop...I remembered this man. It was as if Brian was in the back of my head and begging me to turn around and pick another man, like this guy was dangerous. I suddenly gasped as I realized who it was – Jack, a guy I knew from college. He had bullied me relentlessly back then, with smirks, taunts, and some vicious pranks.
He had given me some of the worst days and nights of my life and in my new busty female form I actually was afraid at what he would do to me. Yet, my bimbo desires were out of control, pulling me to him as if I was at war with myself. I was about to turn away and run for my very well being and safety when I heard his deep and powerful voice next to me.
"Hey there bimbo....you look pretty fine and tasty!" he said as he grabbed my big juicy ass.
I jumped, startled, as a shiver ran down my spine. I had mixed feelings about running into him again, especially now that I was in this curvy and sexy body. My brain was telling me to be cautious, to remember the days of being bullied by him, but my hormones were raging out of control. His forceful groping should have repulsed me, but my bimbo brain was in heaven and my resolve melted away and I could only moan.
"Hey there stud muffin!" I giggled, using all my might to shove Brian's memories aside and embrace the wanton desires of my new curvy self. "Do you like that big handful of ass you got there baby?" I asked, batting my long eyelashes and giving him a coy smile as I turned to face him.
I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped my lips as I felt his grip tighten on my ass, pulling me closer to him. Jack grinned, showing off his perfectly straight white teeth. I felt a flutter in my chest as we locked eyes, and a wave of pleasure washed over me as he continued to grope me. My heart raced in pure excitement and desire for this man who used to bully me, but was now making me feel more desired than ever before.
"Oh yeah! You got an ass that makes me hard and tits that deserve my rock hard cock in between them!" Jack growled, squeezing my tits roughly.
I whimpered, both intimidated and thrilled by his touch. I couldn't deny the effect he had on me, even though my mind was still warning me about the danger of him.
"Well...my name is Candi! What's your name stud?" I asked, pretending to not know him as he had no idea that I was once Brian.
"It's Jack, there cupcakes! But most bimbos usually calm me daddy after one night in bed with my studly body!" he said with a devilish grin, pulling me even closer to him.
My heart skipped a beat as his fingers played with the hem of my short skirt, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement run through me. I wanted him so fucking badly and against my better judgement I asked him to come over to my place.
"Hey Jack...let's head back to my place and let's see if I can call you Daddy..." I giggled, fluttering my eyelashes innocently.
I could hardly believe that I was inviting my former bully back to my apartment, but the thought of having him inside me was too much to resist. I took another sip of my Cosmopolitan, feeling a warmth spread through me as I grew more and more excited.
"Lead the way Candi! I can't wait to take that hot little pussy you got there!"
Jack growled, pressing his hard-on against me as we left the bar.
I couldn't believe what I was doing. I was inviting my former bully back to my apartment, and yet I couldn't help myself. All I could think about was how much I wanted him to touch me, to own me, to make me scream with pleasure. As we walked, Jack constantly groped me, grabbing my ass and playing with my tits. I couldn't help but whimper and moan every time he did it.
I could feel my pussy getting wet and I squirmed with pleasure at this new, exciting feeling. It was as if I had completely lost control of myself and was being pulled towards him like a moth to a flame. We walked through my door as I kicked it closed behind me. Jack was already giving me forcefully and I loved it so much as he grabbed me and pinned me against the wall, devouring my mouth with his in a raw, wet kiss.
Meanwhile, I was wrapped around him, running my fingers through his hair and clawing at his back. Jack broke away from our kiss, looking at me with pure desire as he removed my top in one swift motion. He then cupped my massive breasts in his hands, squeezing and teasing my rock-hard nipples. I gasped as a jolt of pleasure shot straight to my core.
"Oh god Jack...you feel so good!" I moaned.
I couldn’t believe how fast things were escalating, but at the same time, I didn't want to stop. I was high on pleasure and desire, and Jack was the one feeding it. He continued to roughly knead my breasts, causing me to arch into his touch and whimper with need. I had never felt this alive before, this desired. My old self would have been repulsed by his aggressive behavior, but as Candi, I craved it. I wanted him to take control and leave me completely at his mercy.
As if hearing my thoughts, Jack scooped me up and carried me into my bedroom, where he threw me down on the bed. I giggled as I bounced on the mattress, feeling a thrill of excitement at the thought of what was to come. He wasted no time in tugging down my skirt and panties, leaving me completely bare before his eyes. Jack let out a low groan as he took in the sight of my wet, glistening pussy, and I spread my legs wider, inviting him to take me.
"No no no....I want you to suck me off first bimbo!" he said as he stripped down.
My eyes went wide at the sight of his massive cock and muscular and manly body. I couldn't believe how huge it was, so big that my tiny pussy was practically dripping with anticipation. I could hardly wait to have him inside me, filling me up and making me scream with pleasure.
"Jack! Oh god, please fuck me already!" I begged, reaching out for him and pulling him closer.
But Jack had other plans. He smirked and shook his head, a wicked glint in his eye as he took a step back. I whimpered at the loss of contact, feeling empty and needy without his touch.
"Not yet, bimbo. I want to see you begging for my cock before I give it to you. You're gonna worship me like the god that I am." Jack said, his voice deep and commanding. SUCK ME OFF!" he commanded at me.
My pussy throbbed at his words, and I couldn't help but nod eagerly. I loved the idea of worshiping him and being completely at his mercy. I got on to all fours, nodding at him as I would do anything he asked of me as long as it meant feeling his big hard cock inside me, filling me up.
"Yes, Jack, I'll worship you like the god you are! Just please...give me what I want," I pleaded, my voice dripping with need.
With a wicked smile, Jack thrust his cock into my face as I moaned and shivered at the size and smell of it. I greedily lapped at the leaking head, tasting the salty pre-cum that dripped from it.
"Yeah bimbo, that's it. Suck it good and proper," Jack growled, his hips bucking as he face-fucked me.
His cock filled my mouth, hitting the back of my throat and making me gag a little but I was a bimbo now and able to suppress it. Yet still I sucked harder, wanting to please him as I reached up to cup his balls, feeling their weight in my hand while I rolled them gently before tugging on them. Jack let out a low growl as he gripped my head harder, face-fucking me with rough, deep thrusts that made my eyes water.
But I didn't care - I loved every second of it. I loved the feeling of being completely dominated and used by him, the way his cock filled my throat and left me gasping for breath.
"Fuck, you're such a good little slut," he grunted, pulling back to admire the sight of my swollen lips wrapped around his dick. "You'll do anything for a taste of my cock, won't you?"
I nodded eagerly, unable to speak with his thick shaft in my mouth. I was his to do with as he pleased, and I loved every moment of it. Jack reached down to tease and finger my dripping wet cunt. I moaned around his cock as he plunged a finger inside me, his thumb rubbing rough circles around my clit. My pussy clenched around him as desire built inside me, my breathing becoming light and erratic.
"Please, Jack," I mumbled in between sucks, gasping for breath. "Please give it to me, I can't take it anymore."
He grinned wickedly and pulled out of my mouth, giving my pussy one last tease before he finally positioned himself between my legs. My heart raced as I felt his cock brush against my entrance, making me gasp and whimper in anticipation. Then, with one swift thrust, Jack filled me up completely- his thick, long cock stretching me out and making me scream in pleasure.
It was an intense feeling that made my mind grow fuzzy. I could only feel and moan at the pleasure he was giving me..
"Fuck yeah, that's it you busty slut!" Jack grunted, grabbing my hips as he began to plunge in and out of me in a steady rhythm.
Each thrust was deeper and harder than the last, his big cock hitting my g-spot and making me see stars. I moaned and screamed in pleasure, wrapping my legs around him and pulling him closer. I loved the feeling of being completely filled by him, the way our bodies fit together perfectly as he dominated me. As he fucked me harder, Jack's grip on my hips tightened, leaving bruises that would last for days.
I couldn't help but love the roughness, the way it made me feel like a complete and utter slut. My pussy clenched around him, pulling him in deeper as he pounded into me. I was completely lost in the pleasure of it, my mind blanking out as my body took over.
"Fuck, you're so fucking tight," Jack growled, leaning down to take a nipple into his mouth.
I cried out, arching my back as he bit down on the sensitive bud. The mixture of pleasure and pain only heightened my arousal, making me even wetter as he continued to fuck me relentlessly. I could do nothing but urge him on and cry out like the bimbo I was.
"Yes daddy...fuck me harder...yes...yes...fuck me like the whore that I am!"
I screamed, my tits bouncing with each powerful thrust.
My words seemed to spur Jack on, and he fucked me with even more abandon. I could feel the familiar stirrings of an orgasm building deep within me, and I writhed beneath him, desperate for release. As I felt myself nearing the edge as he pushed even harder into me as I saw stars and flashes before my very eyes. My mind was gone and I was in a pure state of bliss as my body trembled and cried out loudly.
A gush of pleasure erupted and I could feel the wave of orgasm sweep through me. My muscles contracted around his cock and my body trembled with spasms of euphoria as Jack groaned loudly.
"That's right baby, cum on my cock. You're such a good slut for me," Jack growled, continuing to thrust into me as I twitched with aftershocks of my climax.
My breath hitched as he pulled out and flipped me over, my sensitive breasts pressed into the cool sheets. I felt his hands on my hips, pulling me back onto my knees as he entered me from behind. I whimpered at the feeling of fullness, my pussy still sensitive and pulsing from my orgasm.
"Please, Jack, not so hard," I begged, but he ignored my plea, fucking me with rough, deep thrusts that left me gasping and moaning with every impact.
"You like that don't you?" Jack grunted. "You love it, you dirty little slut. You were begging for this dick."
And I had been. I couldn't deny the truth in his words as he continued to thrust roughly into me, each impact sending a shock wave of pleasure through my body. My breasts bounced obscenely with every movement, and I could feel his balls slapping against my clit. It was raw and primal, and it only served to fuel my desire even further.
My body was on fire, a writhing mass of pent-up passion that needed to be satisfied. I pushed back against him, matching his thrusts with my own eager movements, our bodies slick with sweat as we moved together in a rhythm as old as time itself.
"Fuck yes, you filthy little bitch," Jack growled, his hand reaching down as he pushed my head against the mattress.
It wasn't the most comfortable position but I was so caught up in the moment, I couldn't even care. All that mattered was him and the way his cock filled me up completely.
"I'm going to make you fucking scream," he panted, grabbing a fistful of my hair as he started to pick up the pace.
Jack's rough touch only made me wetter, and I could feel myself growing closer to another orgasm. I could feel my walls clenching around him tighter, and I could tell he was close too.
"That's it slut," he grunted, slapping my ass hard. "Don't hold back. Let go and cum for me."
His words sent another wave of pleasure crashing through me, and I felt myself lose control. My vision blurred as I screamed his name, the orgasm taking over my entire body. Jack continued to piston his cock in and out of me, prolonging my blissful release until he too reached his limit.
"Fuck!" he roared, thrusting deep inside me as he came with a powerful spasm.
His cock twitched and pulsed as he filled me up with his hot, sticky seed, his warm release spilling down my thighs and onto the sheets. We collapsed onto the bed, spent and panting, as our hearts raced together in the afterglow of our wild lovemaking. I could feel his cock still twitching inside me, and I gently squeezed my pussy around him, still sensitive from our intense lovemaking.
"Oh fuck, Candi," Jack breathed heavily, wiping the sweat from his brow. "You're a fucking animal."
I giggled, feeling proud and satisfied with myself. I was proud of my new body, and I loved the feeling of being desired. I loved how Jack couldn't resist me, how he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. It felt empowering to be able to satisfy a man like Jack, a man who was known for his voracious sexual appetite. It was as if I had discovered a hidden part of myself - a part that craved domination, rough play, and pleasure.
And yet, as much as I enjoyed the thrill of submitting to Jack's desires, I knew I couldn't let myself get carried away. I could feel myself getting attached to him, and I knew that it was a dangerous road to go down. He was still the same man who had bullied me in college after all, and I didn't want to fall into the trap of letting him hurt me again.
"Well babe...I gotta head out! I got more bimbos to fuck and please!" I got your number from your phone so I'll give you a call soon. Later sugar tits!" he said with a slap of my bare ass before he walked out the door, leaving me alone.
I laid there, still basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking and feeling more confident in my new body than ever before. I felt alive, desired, and craved. I loved the feeling of being completely used by him, of having him take control and give me pleasure that I've never experienced before. It was exhilarating, intoxicating and I wanted more.
I got up from the bed and walked over to the mirror, admiring my reflection even as I scooped the delicious cream pie from my pussy and sucked my fingers clean. I was a bimbo. The transformation had been complete and I was embracing it fully. Yet, a part of me felt dirty and scared for letting Jack into my home and allowing him to fuck and dominate me.
I couldn't help but wonder if this is what my life would be like as Candi - a mindless bimbo who only knew how to please men and serve their needs. But as I looked in the mirror and wallowed in my pity I received a text from Jack. I opened it with hesitation and noticed there was a picture attached to it. "Hey babe, something to remember me by! -Daddy Jack" it read.
I moaned and shivered at the image of his massive and hard cock as my legs quivered and I came from the sight of it alone. I realized I was trapped now and I was happy to be his little bimbo bitch...forever and ever!