Larya was drifting inside a cloud. She stretched her legs. The white vapor swirled around her body, carrying her with it as it floated through the night sky. She giggled softly. It felt like she was swimming in soft, fluffy cotton. She knew she was dreaming, of course—she'd always been a lucid dreamer—but that didn't make the cloud feel any less real. She...
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...
You nervously shift in your seat on the bus as you make your way to the bimbo games area. this year you were drafted into the games and after years of watching you can't help but be a little excited. As you stare out the window you arrive at the arena, it's bigger than you thought but then again you've only ever seen this on tv. You start to think of the pre...
In her dreams, Valina was Kitten. And Kitten was being a very, very good girl. She was immersed in slick vines, lost in tentacles from a vine dryad she had known many years ago. The vines slid over her like tongues, lapping over her breasts. She hung suspended, arms and legs spread out, as a vine slid between her legs and slithered over her pussy. And 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...
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~~author's note~ Hello everyone im so very excited to publish my first CHYOA book on CHYOA. Seeing as this is my first book I would be ver grateful for any suggestions on how to improve aswell as perhaps adding some more chapters to the story, hope you enjoy! Also if you truly would like to experiance being a bimbo than direct message me... Our story begins...
"Master!" squealed a high-pitched voice. "I made breakfast!" Garin's eye half-opened. He yawned and stretched back in his bed, practically buried on soft, silky blankets. Above him, a narrow-waisted, big-breasted blonde bimbo beamed and bounced in place, bosom near-bursting her lacy baby-blue bra. It matched her glassy blue eyes, which gleamed with exciteme...
"You're crazy!" my husband hissed at me. "You don't know what you're getting yourself into!" "If crazy means trying to spend time with my husband," I replied, "then yes, I'm fucking crazy!" "Not like this Carla! Why did you do this? I can't believe you're fucking doing this! You're not only risking my job and everything I've worked for, but our lives as we...
Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude words. It's fairly tame, and I'm pretty broad-minded, but the decency laws in most states would require it not be read by persons under 18. Also, if you're offended by adult themes, you should probably leave now. More importantly, this tale features women presented as sexual objects. There is not...