Abstract: The brainwashing only works on four out of five women. The others have to stay at the Bimbo Asylum. * "Come-on. Undo my straight jacket," said Abigail, surprised that Brooklyn, Bronxie and even Madison would be so afraid to undo the knots tied in back. After all the laundry area had no guards and no cameras. "Hello, I can't use the tablet unless...
Further developments on the viral disease some are now calling the “Bimbo Virus” are now coming to light. Reports have come in from locations around the world including Sydney, New York City, London, Berlin, Florence, and dozens of other cities in Europe, the Americas, and Australia. Concerned parents may wish to send their young ones away as some of the det...
This is an interactive version of my existing series of Freedom to Fuck stories, which can be found online pretty easily. In this Utopian vision of the future, women have no rights whatsoever and cannot say no to anything a man wants them to do. Advanced technology allows quick and simple body and mental modification, used by men to improve the women in thei...
Sweet was an awfully pretty word, Miari thought, tilting her head in wonder as she stared, open-mouthed, at the pretty, bobbing cock in front of her. She licked her lips. Sweet was the prettiest word in the world. It was like birdsong. Like a sun shining through rain clouds. Sweet. Like a waterfall of sugar water casting pretty little rainbows all across t...
Waking up like that I think my brain wanted not just more but to place everything that happened to me in an order that I could handle. So deeper into sissyness it was. Playing with my butt plug until I was edging myself and losing myself in it. Abby showed up. Rolled a joint and watched me. "C'mon Nikki, up, let's get you fed and working out." It was h...
Abstract: The brainwashing only works on four out of five women. The others have to stay at the Bimbo Asylum. * A new patient's screams from a padded cell next door woke Abigail. She sat-up in her white lacy bra and panties, turned her long legs out of the bed, and let her toes touch the cold floor. It was chilly and the Asylum didn't splurge on heat. She...
You're awoken by your phone blowing up in activity. Groaning, you pick it up and see what's going on. The group chat of your old friends from high school has gone crazy, everyone showing off and commenting on pictures of their first full day of 'spring break'. Annoying both that this woke you up, but more so in that none of these people actually go to colleg...
Jessica's Change Management Ch. 20 --- Week 4 -- Friday Morning --- I was still catching my breath after barely making it back to the train in time. I mean, my agitation was totally valid, what with all that razzle-dazzle that had been going on during the stopover. Remember? Matty and Fatty taking me behind that wooden shed to teach me the meaning of those...
Author's Note: Start of a new ongoing! This one, like Growing Together, will be a lot more sex focused than Futa Note. I'm hoping to get at least one chapter of this out every month, but there may be times when I can't for various reasons. ***** The mall was swamped, flooded by families doing their last minute back to school shopping, the new school year j...
**** Note - This story thread originated at superstories.net, where several other writers made contributions and the story is still evolving: http://www.superstories.net/addventure/Chapter.aspx?ID=87433 Note to authors - In case anyone's wondering, I'm more than happy for people to add new chapters of their own here! :) **** Susan Storm-Richards waited until...