10 comments/ 58683 views/ 47 favorites From Snob to Lesbian Bimbo By: wyo66 There is no denying she was smart and with the many awards she had amassed she had the proof, but the problem was she knew her own intelligence and had become insufferable to live with because of it. Her name was Kendra and at 21 she was my older sister by two years and although we were both in college at the time we still lived at home with our parents. My name is Stacy and although I am nowhere as brilliant as my sister, I still do well in my classes and always have, the problem is that no one in my family ever noticed because the mighty Kendra always made sure the light was shining on her. I was the invisible sibling and always had been and if it were not for my best friend Carol I would have probably slipped into oblivion long ago. As far as looks go Kendra and I favor each other and for the most part we are just average with dark brown hair and blue eyes, we are neither knockout gorgeous or unattractive we just reside somewhere in the middle. We both have medium sized breasts and slim frames with fairly narrow hips and from what Carol says our ass is not too bad to look at. Neither Kendra or I had ever had trouble finding dates and the boys seemed to like us both so I always assumed we were fairly attractive and never gave ours looks much thought, that is until the day Kendra's attitude about herself caused her to belittle my only friend Carol and forced me across a line I could never pull back from. It was the middle of the fall semester when it happened and Carol and I were walking across campus making small talk as we passed under the trees with the orange and gold leaves that lined the path that led to the student union. The birds had yet to migrate and we could hear them singing as we enjoyed the peace of the afternoon together, that was until the mighty Kendra came storming up to Carol like a thundercloud and began to chew her out right there in public. "Carol!" Kendra spat at her "is it true you gave out my phone number to a freshman girl with the instructions to call me and ask for help?" she said glaring "How dare you give out my personal information." "I am sorry Kendra" she said. "It is just that she is in my math class and she is having trouble with her algebra and I thought that as smart as you are you could help her out" returned Carol with a defensive and apologetic tone in her voice. "I really did not mean to offend you." "Well, you may not have meant to offend me, but you most certainly have. How could you assume I would help some freshman when I have my own classes to study for as well as preparations to participate in the next College Intelligence Bowl?" I stepped in at this moment and said "Kendra, lower your voice, there is no reason for everyone out here to hear you, now just calm down and we can work this out!" "Stay out of this Stacy!" Kendra said. "It is because she is your friend and we are sisters that your ingrate friend can make assumptions involving me and my time." After hearing this I was becoming angry myself and said "how dare you call my friend and ingrate! How stuck on yourself have you really become? Just because you are intelligent does not give you the right to walk on other peoples feelings." "So says the girl who doesn't exist" returned Kendra. "We live in the same house, but only one of us has ever been in the family! As far as mom and dad are concerned, you are just a border in one of the bedrooms, all their attention belongs to me." "That is why I won't allow you to insult the only person who has been there for me through all your stuck up crap, now go away and leave her alone!" "Oh, I'll go away alright" said Kendra. "I will however do it with the knowledge that not only is your friend an ingrate, but you are also. You're both just unintelligent little bottom feeders living off the smart people in the world, just like that helpless little freshman that called me!" I had all I was going to take and years of anger welled up when I leaned in and whispered in Kendra's ear. "I don't know how I will do it, but I am going to make you regret this day and a hundred others. When I am through it will be you that is the unintelligent bottom feeder, only in ways you could never have imagined. I will not rest until I find a way to reduce you to the lowest form of life I can think of." Stepping back, she just glared at me and said "is that supposed to scare me? You and your little friend just stay away from me and forget I ever existed, the same way mom and dad have forgot that you do." With that she turned and stormed back the way she had come. Carol and I were now in the student union setting at a table across from each other, but we were not talking because I was still mad at Kendra and I felt it best to cool down before I opened my mouth. I could tell that Carol was worried about me by the way she kept looking into my eyes and searching them so I decided I would let her know I was going to be fine. "I can't believe the nerve of her, how can anyone be so stuck on their self?" I asked Carol. "Well, I hate to say anything bad about her because she is your sister, but that was probably the rudest thing I have ever been a part of. I admit maybe I should have asked her first about helping the girl with her math, but the way she handled the whole thing was irresponsible and calling me an ingrate hurt my feelings!" Carol said to me across the table. "Carol, after today, you can call the stuck up bitch anything you want and it won't bother me a bit. In fact, I mean to follow up on my threat to her any way I can." Looking across the table I asked Carol if she had heard what I had whispered in Kendra's ear? "You were kind of quiet but I got the gist of what you said about turning her into the lowest form of being you could think of, is that right?" She asked. "Yes, that's it," I returned. "And now we are going to figure out just what that is and how we can accomplish the transformation. I am going to make sure it is completely life changing and permanent with no way to reverse it. Her days of thinking she is superior is drawing to a close. I think it is time for us to expand our little hobby and become a bit more educated in some of its deeper secrets." If anyone at all had paid any attention to what Carol and I did with our spare time they would know that we had found a book on witchcraft at a yard sale and we had begun to try and figure out some of the spells on our own. We weren't all that serious with it, but we had learned how to turn the tip of a pencil we were using as a wand into a bright light and how to make a cup slide across the table. Unfortunately though most of the spells were beyond us, we had neither the skills or the materials to make them work. Now however that was about to change, I just happened to have the spell book with me and pulled it out of my backpack and began to thumb slowly through looking for a spell that would do what we needed it to do. There were spells of all kinds of situations from curses to counter curses, but it wasn't until I got near the end of the spell book that I discovered the spell that just might fit our needs. It was described as a potion that could change one thing into something entirely different like a sawhorse into a real horse, but it could also be used to just manipulate and make subtle changes to anything including humans. Sliding the book across the table I let Carol have a look and I could tell by the twinkle in her eye she also thought it just might be the spell we needed. Now we just needed to figure out how to find all the items and ingredients it required to make it work. "So how do you suppose we find all of this stuff?" I asked Carol. "Well, I believe we can just use the yellow pages, there are real witches and they have to have shops somewhere here in the city to buy the supplies they need to conduct their magic" she answered. "That's a great idea Carol!" I said, "and to think Kendra assumes she has cornered the market on smarts. Ok, you run and find us a phone book and I will write down these ingredients we need when we find a shop." An hour later we were walking through the door of the "Eagle's Eye Magic Emporium" when we heard a bell ring announcing our arrival into the shop. It was dark and dingy and smelled of dust and mildew when we entered but it would be cliché to expect any less of a place like this. Standing at the door for a moment to let our eyes adjust to the low light we could hear foot step's approaching and when a man came into view near the door, he said "welcome to my shop ladies, what kind of mischief may I assist you with today?" "Hello! " I said in return "we have a list of things we need and maybe a little knowledge on a couple of things if you can spare it?" I said smiling at him as I handed him our list of items. Glancing through the list for a moment he spoke up and said "you are in luck, I have everything you need except the modeling clay and there is a hobby shop just down the street where you can pick that up." With that he headed into the store and started gathering our items as we followed along. Once he had found everything we needed he laid it out on the counter and then he looked me in the eyes and said "I know what spell this is for and I need to tell you that whatever you are going to use it for can never be reversed so think twice before doing something mean or revengeful with it." "Yes, sir, we certainly will, we are just going to practice it on small things" I lied. As he started to tally up the price of our purchase I glanced at Carol then added. "I was wondering if you could tell me anything special we need to know about making this spell work and if you would mind explaining it to us?" As he started to bag our items he went over the spell step by step as he described the exact sequence to use to get the best results and as he finished, he said. "Remember, once you have used the drops you only have the exact time it takes for the sand in your new hour glass to run out, then it is over and it can never be reversed." "Yes, sir, " I said "we understand. Like I told you we are just going to practice with coffee cups and other small things." As I took my change from him we headed to the door and down the street to buy a small brick of modeling clay. Sitting side by side on the edge of my bed, Carol and I were looking down at all the items we had purchased. They were spread out and displayed on the open newspaper we had laid out on the floor so we did not get the clay in the carpet and we both prepared our selves for what we were about to do. According to the man at the shop the spell took three hours to brew before we could use it which would be around ten o'clock. That was just when Kendra would be getting ready for bed, the perfect time. Now all that was left was for us to decide was just what we were going to do to her and just how far we were willing to go. "So Carol, who do you suppose that someone like Kendra would consider to be the lowest form of person?" "I am not exactly sure, but I know whoever it is would not be very smart, in her eyes at least. What does she talk about when you're all together at the dinner table, that's a good place to start?" "Well, she goes on and on about her awards and accolades she has earned but other than that she mostly talks about how she is going to be a doctor and marry a rich guy and have a family." "Well, that's the first thing we fuck up for her then, if she wants to marry a rich guy we make her a lesbian, lets find out how she likes eating pussy!" "Outstanding idea" I exclaimed, " But not just a lesbian, let's make her a shameless fuck bunny lesbian, we will make her absolutely dependent on needing to fuck other women all the time." "What kind of women like to fuck all the time?" Carol asked. "Well, cheerleaders are known to be ultra horny" I said, "what would you consider a cheerleader?" "Well, they are mostly all blonde, they spend hours on their makeup, I think you would almost call them all bimbos." "Oh my God! " I exclaimed, "that's it. She needs to become a brainless ultra horny lesbian fuck bunny Bimbo. I want her to spend her life more worried about makeup and dressing super sexy than she could have ever thought about College Intelligence Bowls and marrying rich guys." "I think we got it" said Carol. "She will become what I am sure she considers the lowest form of person to ever be beneath her, a Bimbo. Now we have a plan and everything we need to carry it out so I am going to ask you if you are sure you want to do this. Like the guy at the shop said, once the hourglass runs out we can never take it back." "Carol, not only am I going to do it, I am going to keep her and let her be my sex slave for as long as I decide to keep her and play with her." "But you are not lesbians and she is your sister!" she exclaimed. "Hey, with my own personal lesbian Bimbo I am willing to try, especially knowing it is my bitch sister kneeling between my legs." With that we both knelt down on the floor in front of our stuff and prepared to cast the spell that would change Kendra forever. We had decided earlier that I would begin to brew the potion that we would need and Carol would use the clay to fashion a likeness of Kendra to the best of her ability. If we did everything right then when we applied drops of the potion to the clay figure it would come to life and it would be a miniature animated version of Kendra. Once we had our enchanted Kendra model we had exactly one hour according to the hourglass to do our will. Following the directions in the book exactly as explained by the store owner I dropped in the last ingredient at two hours and forty five minutes, five of Kendra's hairs I had pulled out of her hair brush in the bathroom. I had taken the extra step of bleaching them to give the new her that added Bimbo ingredient, blonde hair. Her hair was required in order for the potion to know who it was going to become once it animated the clay figure, I was assuming it used the DNA from the hair in its magic, fifteen more minutes and we would be ready to begin. Carol had done a remarkable job of creating a clay woman and although it did not resemble Kendra all that close we both agreed the potion would know who it was supposed to be from the hair we had added. Just a few more seconds and the potion should turn blue, signaling it was ready to use, that is if I had done it all right. Almost exactly three hours and it turned an aqua blue and we knew the point of no return had arrived. Reaching out I picked up the eyedropper we had purchased and drew some of the potion into it and then held the end right above the clay figure lying there on the newspaper. Looking at Carol she held the hourglass in her hands and was ready to flip it as soon as the third drop of potion landed on the clay figure. "Ok Carol" I said "I am ready, are you?" "Yes!" "No regrets?" "None, " she said, "go for it!" Gently I squeezed the eyedropper and...1 drop...2 drops...3 drops "now, flip the hourglass!" Both of us were looking down at the clay figure wondering if it was going to work when the little model suddenly leapt in the air, did a small flip, and then landed on its tiny little feet. Looking down at it, we were amazed by what we saw, in place of the plain clay woman that Carol had molded was a perfectly detailed miniature of Kendra looking back up at us waiting to be manipulated. Two doors down the hall Kendra was standing in her room preparing to change into her night clothes and go to bed when she suddenly felt light headed and kind of airy. For some reason she felt springy in the legs as if out of nowhere she could do a flip with hardly any effort. What a strange sensation she thought as she walked over to the mirror to check her reflection and immediately grabbed her head with both hands in shock as a newly blonde image of herself stared back at her. Back in my room we were pulling ourselves together as we remembered that we were on the clock and didn't have time to sit and marvel that it had worked. "Where do we start?" I asked Carol as I took a little clay in my hands and started to knead it in my fingers and "how do we do it?" "I am not sure!" replied Carol, "try adding some to her tits, lets make them allot bigger, but make sure to keep them firm." Pinching off two little pieces of clay I formed them into small balls and reached out with both hands to apply them to the miniature Kendra, when I got them close to her normal tits the clay balls were sucked out of my fingers and automatically molded them self into larger and firmer tits on their own. Wow that was easy I said, all we have to do is let it know where we want the change and it applies it on its own. "Are they big enough, I asked Carol?" as we now looked down on the double sized tits of the little Kendra. "Oh Yea", she answered giggling "those things are going to kill her back until she grows strong enough to carry them. " she said at the change in the figure. Down the hall Kendra was still gawking in the mirror at her mysteriously changing hair color when she felt a new sensation coming over her. It was hard to explain what she was feeling, but she knew something was going to happen because instead of the light springy sensation she had, she now felt as if she was growing heavier and was being forced down into her shoes. She was trying to come to grips with all of these strange sensations when all of the sudden and without warning her tits doubled in size and reduced her bra and button up blouse to shreds in an instant. They were so big and heavy they caused her to stagger forward and if it weren't for the dresser that stood next to the mirror that she was able to grab a hold of she would have toppled over on her face. Catching her balance Kendra took a step back and saw her new image in the mirror in front of her. She was now a blonde and what was left of the clothes on her upper body hung from her neck and spilled over her now giant tits sticking firmly out in front of her. Her huge new nipples were surrounded by large brown areolas and turned up at the end in a suck me sort of way. They were hard as a rock to the point they ached, reaching out to touch them sent an electrical shock straight to her pussy as she instantly discovered they were ultra sensitive to the touch. Back in my room Carol and I were discussing our next move and we had both agreed that we wanted to give her ass more shape, it was small and slim and we wanted to make it bigger and rounder without going overboard and giving her an out right booty. Of course to keep it in proportion we would have to widen her hips a tad, but we did not want to exaggerate them either. This time Carol reached for the clay and tore of three little pieces from the excess that she rolled into small balls and reached out to apply them to little Kendra's ass and hips. As before the enchanted model sensed the change intended and the clay applied its self to the desired places. As they watched her ass grew out and became rounder and fuller as her narrow hips widened and become much more curvy. Down the hall poor Kendra was a mess. Her shirt and bra were in tatters, her average sized tittys now huge and aching to be touched, and her beautiful brown hair was gone and replaced with long blonde locks that spilled down her back. " What the hell was going on?" she wondered aloud. "How could this be happening? Was it really happening or was she dreaming?" was what kept running through her mind. "No, she was too smart to think she was dreaming so this had to somehow be real, but how and why?" she was thinking when another new sensation arrived. "Oh shit, not again!" she blurted out as she felt her ass and hips begin to tingle "no please!" was all she got out when "Wham!" her ass grew rounder and lifted itself and her hips widened now ripping her jeans and panties into the same shreds as her shirt and bra. From Snob to Lesbian Bimbo She was so smart, but for the life of her, she could not figure this one out and she was trying as hard as she could, what was going on. She tore what was left of her clothes away from her new body and looked at herself in the mirror, what was looking back did not resemble her in any way, in fact, she thought in horror, she was starting to look like some dumb blonde cheerleader or something, and she could never allow that to happen if she could just use her brain to figure this out. Carol and I were having a ball and we both wished we could see Kendra's face as all of this was happening, but that would come in just a few minutes. The sand was still running and we had to hurry to get everything done. "Her lips now," I said. "Bimbos have big soft kissing and sucking lips that they love to put lipstick on, but be careful we don't want to over due them." After Carol had enlarged Kendra's lips they decided to give her some big round doe eyes and naturally long lashes that would add to her "come and fuck me look." As before they reached out to manipulate them but the figure once again knew what they wanted and did it for them. After the eyes came the long fingernails and the high pitched little girl voice that she was going to use to beg me for sex. Knowing she had large feet for a girl I shrank them by three sizes so she would have no problem getting her ultra high heels on. Looking down at her we both decided there was nothing more that could be done to her body and all that was left was her mind, and that was going to be the fun part. She knew she was still Kendra but what was looking back at her was telling her something different. Well, as long as she still had the same face and mind people would still know it was her, unfortunately just as suddenly as she had that thought her face changed as well. Her lips got fuller, her eyes got rounder, her nails got longer, and her lashes grew out as her feet grew in. "Fuck! " she exclaimed, "what could possibly be next?" in a high squeaky voice she could not recognize as her own. Standing there in awe of all that had happened to her so far the realization suddenly hit her like a ton of bricks, all she had left was her precious mind, well there was no way she was going to allow that to change. I looked at Carol; "we are down to about five minutes, is there anything about her except her mind we need to change?" I asked "did we remember everything else?" "Yes, we got it all, now go so we can finish this in time." I rose up off my knees and made my way out the door and down the hall until I stood in front of Kendra's room, then taking the door handle in my hand I opened the door and walked right in unannounced. She was still standing in front of the mirror when I burst in and she spun on her new little feet and faced me, then in her squeaky little girl voice she command "get out of my room" when she saw who I was. "No way! " I said "I am here to see my handy work and to finish the job." "You did this to me? " she asked, "Well, I want you to reverse it right now and put me back the way I was or you're going to be in so much trouble." "I don't have time to argue with you Kendra, I am only here to finish your transformation and to help your mind join your body in its new role. As you can see, Carol and I have taken control of your body and we are changing you as punishment for all the snide things you have done in your life. We started with your body so you could observe the changes but now it has become time to change your mind as well. As we speak Carol has begun to take away a little of your beloved brain piece by piece as you slowly lose your intelligence. Your worst fear is coming true Kendra, you are becoming dumber and dumber." "You can't do that! " she said with panic on her face, "I insist you pu..." "Shut up and just listen Kendra!" I said as I cut her off, "you are going to start noticing it soon and your treasured brain power is going to be replaced with fuck power, can you feel it happen yet?" She wanted to say no but for some reason her mind was swimming and she felt dizzy. She tried to get grasp on to this new sensation, but she realized she was having trouble concentrating for the first time since she could remember. "I will take the look on your face as a yes" I said. "That's good, now I can begin. That dizziness you are feeling in your head is your new persona slowly finding its way into the ever emptying void and making itself at home. The more of your intelligence that slips away the more of your new persona can take hold. I am going to make it easy and help you find that new reality, as you can sense you are growing dumber and at the same time your sexual energy and desire is increasing to take its place, can you feel it?" Kendra was listening to me, but the new sensations she was feeling were getting incredibly intense, she was having trouble focusing and all the sudden her body was choosing now to become turned on like she had never experienced. Her new nipples were screaming for attention and it took all her will power not to reach up and rub them and her pussy was so wet it was flowing, she wanted to lay down and get herself off but she had to fight these feelings, she had to struggle to hold onto her intelligence. "Kendra try to focus on my voice, are you getting horny?" "Yes, very much, I need relief soon, " she heard herself say and then things took another step toward the bazaar. Images of dozens of other women crowded their way within her thoughts, naked woman, beautiful women with hard bodies and she wanted to touch them so bad, to play with them, to hold them, to fuck them. Why was this happening, she was not a lesbian but all she could think about was getting on her knees and pleasing as many of these women as she could. "Your beloved mind is going Kendra, you don't care either, all that you want now is sex, lesbian sex, isn't that true Kendra?" "Ye...Yes!" but she was still fighting it, "I must hold onto my mind, I must not let it go " she said to herself. "I am smart enough to get out of this if I wasn't so damn horny, God, I need a fucking woman now, in fact, I want Stacy, I want to fuck my own sister, I want to lick her pussy and I want her to lick mine." "Say it Kendra, say all I want in life is to have lesbian sex." "I must fight it", she kept thinking. I must not give in, but her precious mind was betraying her and she heard herself saying "all that I want in life is to have lesbian sex." "Good Kendra! You want to know what you are becoming? You're becoming a Dumb Lesbian Bimbo Fuck Bunny and you want to worship me, you belong to me now Kendra, I am your mistress and you will do everything I say. Kendra say I am nothing but a Dumb Lesbian Bimbo Fuck Bunny and I belong to you Stacy." Kendra was still trying to focus, but by now she couldn't remember why, she was sure at one time she was very smart, but it no longer mattered, all that mattered to her was following Stacy's voice, she seemed so wise, she seemed to know exactly what Kendra was and she was helping her understand things. This time it came easy to repeat what Stacy was saying, her mind was fading and her new persona had settled in "I am nothing but a Dumb Lesbian Bimbo Fuck Bunny and I belong to Stacy." "Very good, you are a horny mess and all you care about is pleasing me as my slave and fucking as many other women as I will allow you to. Knowing your mine makes you happy and you want to stay happy all the time, you want to be happy and you want to make me happy." "Pleasing you in any manner you choose makes me happy, I am just a Dumb Bimbo. it is funny though, I thought I was smart at one time but I know better now she said, giggling. I am going to prove it to you, I am going to be the best Fuck Bunny ever." "Very good Kendra I think we have it!" With that I walked to the edge of Kendra's bed and set down, come knell at my feet my little dumb bimbo, from now on your place is with me." Kendra walked over and knelt down next to her sister and mistress just as Carol came through the door. "The spell ended and the miniature died, did you get everything done?" Carol asked me. "Kendra, tell Carol what you are now" I ordered. "I am a Dumb Lesbian Bimbo Fuck Bunny and I belong to Stacy! I am happy this way and I am so horny I have pussy juices running down my leg, but I don't deserve to have sex until Stacy says I can. When she gives me the ok I am going to get on my knees and start pleasing any woman she tells me too. " "Wow!" Carol said to Stacy, "we did it and it worked, your sister is a true Lesbian Bimbo at your disposal to do as you command, that's an unimaginable difference from the high and mighty bitch that chewed me out this afternoon." "Yes, it is, I said! She deserved it, and now I am going to finish what we started and we are going to go all the way. Now that she is a Bimbo we are going to teach her to dress like one, walk like one, speak like one, and fuck like one. She told me she wanted to be the best Fuck Bunny ever and I am going to hold her to it." Two Months Later Kendra's six inch heels clicked their way down the sidewalk as she walked as fast as she could in the platform shoes and white fishnet stockings. Her tiny white pleated mini skirt swished from side to side as her nice round ass swayed back and forth, the firm cheeks peeking out from underneath the cotton material with the motion. Her giant tits were being squeezed and forced up by her wonder bra and they threatened to spill out of the tiny white tube top she wore that matched her mini skirt. Days laying naked in the sun bed by the pool had given her a deep all over tan completely free of tan lines. Pink lacquer nail polish covered her long fingernails and her toe nails along with a matching shade of pink lipstick that covered her supple lips. A diamond playboy symbol dangled from a short gold chain attached to her belly button piercing and laid against her slim flat tummy as it sparkled in the sun. Riding above the hymn of her tiny skirt on her lower back was her newly healed tramp stamp that blared out in block letters surrounded by pink roses "Lesbian Bimbo." She oozed sexuality as she hurried along and all the guys whether they were with someone or not and most of the woman who saw her couldn't help but look, and most of them looked twice. She wrote "fuck me if you can" in her body motions and gait and most of the people she passed would have taken her up on the offer any time, however, she paid them no mind because she was on a mission for her mistress and her simple mind was completely focused on the task she was given to do. To Be Continued.