A sleepover party becomes a little more wild when one girl shows her friends an interesting book she's found. Giggling over the book and its perverted pictures, the teens decide to play with fire and cast one of the spells they find within... a hypnotic sorcery that gives the other girls total control over another. Denise, leader of the group, volunteers to be the target. Far from altruistic, and definitely skeptical, the young woman plans on just playing along with what she thinks will be little more than a bad joke. In fact, she even plays along when the girls tell her to serve them, and strip for them, and more... Of course, there's no way the spell worked, and it's totally her own idea to flirt, and tease... and touch.
This is the third story in the all-girl Book of Bimbo series!
"As mysterious as it is powerful, the Book of Bimbo has passed through many hands over the years... and left none of them unchanged. Bending reality and expanding bust lines, this is one story you won't want to put down."
(Breast Expansion, Bimbo/Intellect Loss, Girls Only, Some Age Regression planned. Enjoy!)
“Denise… You’ve secretly had a really, really big crush on both of us,” Joy said, taking a moment to giggle with Leslie before continuing. “You’re starting to have trouble hiding it, especially when you’ve had a few drinks. In fact, by the time you’ve finished your next, you won’t be able to keep from openly flirting with us, hitting on us, and constantly checking us out. Do you understand?”
“Yes, mistress,” was Denise’s response, but inside she was practically drooling at the opportunity. She did have a huge crush on both of them, and had for years. This was the perfect excuse to let loose and finally try to tempt one, or both of her friends into a little bit of girl-girl fun.
Joy turned to Leslie, “Anything you’d like to add? She’ll do anything at all…”
Leslie shrunk down shyly, bashful despite her obvious arousal. She even slowly rubbed at one of her stiff little nipples poking up from her shirt as she eyed Denise’s still form. Still, she seemed unwilling or unable to take the opportunity in front of her, which caused Joy to sigh.
“Alright then… Denise, you know that Leslie is way too shy to respond to typical flirting. Thankfully, you really enjoy being slutty, so it’s completely natural for you to come on to her in more and more dirty ways. Understand?”
“See, Les? You can be honest about how you feel tonight. No judgment… especially after that kis-“
“Awaken, Denise!” Leslie shouted, interrupting Joy.
Perking up immediately, Denise sauntered over to her friends with bedroom eyes. “You know, if I’m going to be your waitress tonight, the least you guys can do is pay me a little. I might even be tempted to provide a few other services as well…”
Leslie took her drink with shaking hands, her eyes flicking up and down Denise’s body before taking a long swig. When Denise winked at her, she nearly choked, making Joy burst out laughing.
Joy took her drink as well, but quickly set it aside. Reaching over to her purse, she fished out a few dollars and waved them towards Denise. Chugging the last of her cocktail, the impromptu waitress giggled as Joy stuffed the bills down the waistband of her panties.
“You’re not getting anything else until I get a look at some of these ‘services’,” Joy said, teasingly.
Denise didn’t hesitate for a moment, reaching back deftly to undo the clasp on her bra with practiced ease. Before she let her breasts fall free, she reached up and held the cloth to her chest, swiveling her hips slowly until her back was turned and her ass was wagging in front of the other girls. Rhythmically she moved, swaying her body in time with an inaudible beat as she let the bra fall to the floor.