High-School Bimbofication: Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Carl brought Rebecca home. Attempting his best to protect her. She had been dripping with slimy semen following the bukkake in the classroom. When he finally took her home, he immediately carried her upstairs to his bedroom. Hiding her. Hiding her from everyone. By the time they were upstairs and that he delicately dropped her on his bed, her body had completely absorbed the sperm she had received all over her in the classroom. The semen, the cum shots were entirely gone. They had vanished. Lying there on his bed, the young man observed his friend as she was unconscious. She was resting. Sleeping. He didn’t know what to do. He allowed her some time to recover and rest before doing anything to her to try to make her feel better. Dozens of thoughts ran through his head at light speed. He thought about moving her to the bathroom and giving her a bath. He, of course, thought about stripping her of the clothes that still remained on her body before getting her into the bathroom. She still had most of her school uniform on except that the other students of their class had unfortunately ripped apart some pieces of it such as her skirt and her stockings during the bukkake. For the most part, Rebecca was still the same as she used to be before finding herself trapped in this situation earlier. She had been attacked, yet, she never cried while he was taking her home. She never showed any negative emotion regarding what had happened.

She was strong. But at the same time, this made Carl think about something. What if she had actually enjoyed the surprise bukkake in the classroom during the middle of the sex ed? She never truly showed that she didn’t enjoy it. However, at this moment, Carl realized just how much he had come to think and mentally elaborate on things that didn’t matter. It didn’t mean that even though she never said anything negative about what had happened at school before passing out in his arms that there wasn’t something she wasn’t telling him. Still, he kept watching her as she lied down in his bed. He didn’t make a single sound. He waited and waited, allowing her more time to recover before eventually attempting to give her a bath. So much had happened so fast. In any cases, Carl wasn’t counting on going back to that school ever again. Not after what had happened to his best friend. Rebecca didn’t deserve this. He sat down on his computer chair and stayed right next to her, continued to watch her. Continued to take care of her as much as he could. He smiled as he gazed at her pretty face. Finding her more beautiful than ever for some reason.

Good job. You saved her. You brought her back home, Carl suddenly heard something in his mind again.

“What? Who is that?” the young man asked out loud.

It’s me. Again. The same voice as earlier, it said.

“What do you want from me this time?”

Why are you so arrogant and close-minded all the time?

“What are you still doing in my head?”

I’m here because you are going to need me.

“How exactly?”

I’m here to warn you that something ‘big’, pardon me, the expression is something to happen to your girlfriend.

“She is not my girlfriend.”

Whatever, she is going to change like you never seen before.

“Change? Look, we were just attacked by all the members of our class, including our new teacher in sex ed. What could possibly go worse than that?” he asked the voice he kept hearing in his head. But then, almost before he could finish his question, Rebecca suddenly came back to the world of the living on the bed. She opened her eyes again and something was definitely wrong with her body. It was like she wasn’t exactly herself. It was like she was being possessed by some sort of entity. Her body was being twisted in all sorts of poses and ways. For the longest time, Carl thought she was in pain, but that was before he heard her moaning at the top of her lungs. She was in heat. She was immensely aroused.

This is something more important that the little, bukkake attack in your class, buddy, the voice told him.

“Rebecca? What is happening to you? What is happening to her?” the young man then turned to the entity in his mind, asked it for help this time.

I told you, she is changing. Again, it told him. All of a sudden, Rebecca’s lips changed and evolved right before Carl’s eyes. They became huge. Triple their original sizes. Her lips were so big now that her upper lip could touch the tip of her nose at all time now.

“Her lips,” Carl said, standing on the edge of his bed Not knowing what to do at all. Her lips weren’t the only things that were changing on her body. Next up was her chest. Her breasts. As if Carl didn’t already think that they were already huge and that he was already craving them, they turned larger, heavier and better. The young woman ended up with M-sized cups in no time. Gigantic balloon-sized tits with thick nipples. Her new boobs quickly ruined what remained of the top of her school uniform. The expansion suddenly burst her jacket and her shirt opened. The only thing that was standing between her breasts and Carl seeing them under all of their glories was her minuscule brassiere which continued to resist. But not for too long. Her breasts kept expanding and expanding.

“Carl. Please help me. What is happening to me?” she asked him, begging her friend for help. Her tiny brassiere then suddenly exploded. Ended up in dozens and dozens of tiny pieces all over the bed.

“I’m here, Becca. I’m going to help you. Don’t worry.”

“Please do something for me.”

“What can I do to help her?” Carl, once again, turned to the entity in his head for some help. However, her lips and her breasts weren’t the end of it just yet. As Rebecca was now crawling on the bed on her four, much like a dog, she then felt her ass getting larger as well, expanding. Sooner rather than later, her buttocks were now as huge as two, perfectly-rounded yoga balls. Huge balls of flesh and seduction that the young man could see and appreciate and look at for hours and hours.

There is nothing you can do for her now, the voice said to him. The voice was serious. The voice was cold and stern.

“Why do you say that? There’s got to be something I can do for her,” he argued with the entity trapped in his mind.

“Who are you talking to, Carl?” the young woman asked him. Even though Rebecca was changing right before  his eyes, her lips getting immense, her breasts ruining her shirt, her buttocks growing to an exaggerated size, now, her waist getting thinner, making her look like a real-life doll, even though all these changes were happening to her, she was still conscious. She could still see that Carl was talking to someone that wasn’t there. Panicking in the room with her. Something was wrong, and it wasn’t strictly about Rebecca’s sudden transformation.

“Huh, no one, everything is fine, Rebecca,” he said.

“Everything is fine? Are you certain? With everything that happened at school today? We had to escape class? Remember? Or did you already forget about that? Do you think this is fine what is happening to me? My entire body is morphing into something completely different. And now, now, you are talking to someone that isn’t here? What is going on today, Carl?” the young lady asked her best friend as she was still on her four on top of his bed. She didn’t mean to lash out on him like that, but the situation was so bad she couldn’t do any better than that. She was nervous. She was stressed out. Yet, the young student was in complete euphoria. Constantly moaning. Having to take shorts paused between the words she said to get through all of it. Something that wasn’t easy for her.

“I’m sorry, I’m trying my best to help you. I don’t know what to do, I’m still trying to find a solution,” he said to her.

“I know, I know you’re trying your best, but I just want to understand what is happening to me. This is so fucked up. Why does my breasts are huge like that now? My ass. My lips. I don’t understand. I don’t understand how I could have a normal life like this,” she explained to her friend, talk to him in a much better way this time. Spoke smarter. Spoke slower. Less aggressive. For a quick second, it felt like she was getting a hold of herself. For a short moment, it felt like she was getting better.

“Don’t worry, Becca. I am going to find a solution to this problem. Don’t you worry,” he told her, reassuring her.

“I know. You always have been there for me. You always have been a great friend,” then, all of a second, Rebecca stopped moaning. She was silent for the longest time. Carl stepped closer to her. Closer to the bed. Her head was down. He couldn’t see it. He came forth. Stepped closer to the bed again to see her.

“Becca? You suddenly stopped talking? Are you alright?” he asked her, hoping with all his heart that she was fine. He still didn’t hear anything from her. Still couldn’t see his face. “Becca? Are you okay? You are still not saying anything.”

“You know what, Carly?” she finally said something. She finally broke the silence. She still had her head down.

“Yes?” he asked her as he jumped a bit when she talked.

“I’d rather have you as a master than a friend,” she revealed to him as she finally moved her head up and revealed that the expression on her face was drastically different as the one she had before going into complete and deadly silence. She was now blushing. Her tongue now seemed too huge for her mouth. It was coming out of her mouth and lingering all over her chin. She was looking straight at her friend. Staring at him.

“What? What are you talking about?” he asked her.

“You heard me. I am your personal cum dumpster now. Your very own blow-up doll. Take me. Fuck me,” she begged.

This is a side effect of the expansion and transformation, the voice was back, feeding him with information in his mind.

“A side effect of what?” the young man asked the entity.

Notice how she was speaking pretty reasonably before the sudden silence during her transformation? It asked him.

“Yeah? So what?”

The normal Rebecca you used to know was speaking pretty logically. The one you have in front of you now is a degenerative version of the same young woman. The more it’ll continue, the more she is going to be dumber and dumber. Don’t you understand? She is truly becoming a doll. Your doll. Her body is taking over. Take a look at the silly expression she has on her face now. This is only the beginning.

“Then, what am I supposed to do to save her?”

There is only one thing you can do to help her.

“What is it? I’ll do anything for her.”

You have to have sex with her. A lot. That’s the only way.