The Bimbo Pill and the Board Meeting (BBW Bimbo Menage MMF and Office Exhibition Erotica)
Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, bimbofication, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, multiple partners, group sex, exhibitionist themes, aggressive alpha males and hot BBWs, body transformation, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.
Lacey Everette is preparing for the presentation of her life. In one swoop she can impress her handsome older boss and show up her arrogant but sexy alpha male business rival at a competing company. But the pressure is reawakening old insecurities and she borrows what she thinks are a friend's anti-anxiety pills only to quickly discover herself undergoing a much more powerful transformation than she ever bargained for.
When the pills backfire and the sharp young professional finds herself rapidly transforming into a voluptuous and helplessly horny bimbo, she'll have to try to make it through the presentation without making too much of a spectacle of herself. But her act is far from perfect, and it isn't long before she's starting to get an entirely different kind of attention from the men she originally thought to awe with her business savvy, and getting as much as she can take.
"Lacey," he said, sounding a little surprised, "I wouldn't have thought you'd be one to get so dolled up for a trial." He ran his glittering amber eyes over me in appreciation. "You must be desperate if you come looking like this to try to distract me. But don't worry, I can enjoy the view and run circles around your proposal all at the same time."
I blushed in spite of myself but recovered quickly. "I always knew you were a pig, Derren. You don't have to go out of your way to prove it each time we see each other."
He grinned. "Oh, but you really have no idea," he said low enough that he was sure we wouldn't be overheard. "That's all I want, Lacey: a chance to show you just how depraved I can be. One night, me, you, and a pair of handcuffs." He gestured at my chest. "Bring those juicy things, too, if you don't mind. I don't know where you usually hide them."
"A pair of handcuffs?" I asked, doing my best to sound amused instead of intrigued. "I suppose you know you're not man enough to handle me unless you can tie me down."
He laughed. "You misunderstand. The handcuffs aren't for anything sexual. They're to keep you from chasing after me when I leave."
Unable to come up with a good response, I gave him a sarcastic smile and pushed past him to join the defense table.
As I went to sit down, I realized with a flush of resentful embarrassment that I was wet. Derren Alcress had gotten me wet, and he probably had known he was doing it, too. I forced myself not to look over at his lithe, confident form sitting down at the table across from me. It doesn't matter if you're attracted to him, I told myself. That won't stop you from beating him. Nothing about his dark, handsome face or his suave confidence or the way I found myself imagining him standing hungrily over me, powerless in handcuffs – none of that would distract me, I told myself.
Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread's Bimbo Lawyer Series with full consent of the original author.
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Lacey Everette is preparing for the presentation of her life. In one swoop she can impress her handsome older boss and show up her arrogant but sexy alpha male business rival at a competing company. But the pressure is reawakening old insecurities and she borrows what she thinks are a friend's anti-anxiety pills only to quickly discover herself undergoing a much more powerful transformation than she ever bargained for.
When the pills backfire and the sharp young professional finds herself rapidly transforming into a voluptuous and helplessly horny bimbo, she'll have to try to make it through the presentation without making too much of a spectacle of herself. But her act is far from perfect, and it isn't long before she's starting to get an entirely different kind of attention from the men she originally thought to awe with her business savvy, and getting as much as she can take.
Excerpt:
"Lacey," he said, sounding a little surprised, "I wouldn't have thought you'd be one to get so dolled up for a trial." He ran his glittering amber eyes over me in appreciation. "You must be desperate if you come looking like this to try to distract me. But don't worry, I can enjoy the view and run circles around your proposal all at the same time."
I blushed in spite of myself but recovered quickly. "I always knew you were a pig, Derren. You don't have to go out of your way to prove it each time we see each other."
He grinned. "Oh, but you really have no idea," he said low enough that he was sure we wouldn't be overheard. "That's all I want, Lacey: a chance to show you just how depraved I can be. One night, me, you, and a pair of handcuffs." He gestured at my chest. "Bring those juicy things, too, if you don't mind. I don't know where you usually hide them."
"A pair of handcuffs?" I asked, doing my best to sound amused instead of intrigued. "I suppose you know you're not man enough to handle me unless you can tie me down."
He laughed. "You misunderstand. The handcuffs aren't for anything sexual. They're to keep you from chasing after me when I leave."
Unable to come up with a good response, I gave him a sarcastic smile and pushed past him to join the defense table.
As I went to sit down, I realized with a flush of resentful embarrassment that I was wet. Derren Alcress had gotten me wet, and he probably had known he was doing it, too. I forced myself not to look over at his lithe, confident form sitting down at the table across from me. It doesn't matter if you're attracted to him, I told myself. That won't stop you from beating him. Nothing about his dark, handsome face or his suave confidence or the way I found myself imagining him standing hungrily over me, powerless in handcuffs – none of that would distract me, I told myself.
Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread's Bimbo Lawyer Series with full consent of the original author.
The Bimbo Pill and the Board Meeting (BBW Bimbo Menage MMF and Office Exhibition Erotica)
Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, bimbofication, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, multiple partners, group sex, exhibitionist themes, aggressive alpha males and hot BBWs, body transformation, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.
Lacey Everette is preparing for the presentation of her life. In one swoop she can impress her handsome older boss and show up her arrogant but sexy alpha male business rival at a competing company. But the pressure is reawakening old insecurities and she borrows what she thinks are a friend's anti-anxiety pills only to quickly discover herself undergoing a much more powerful transformation than she ever bargained for.
When the pills backfire and the sharp young professional finds herself rapidly transforming into a voluptuous and helplessly horny bimbo, she'll have to try to make it through the presentation without making too much of a spectacle of herself. But her act is far from perfect, and it isn't long before she's starting to get an entirely different kind of attention from the men she originally thought to awe with her business savvy, and getting as much as she can take.
"Lacey," he said, sounding a little surprised, "I wouldn't have thought you'd be one to get so dolled up for a trial." He ran his glittering amber eyes over me in appreciation. "You must be desperate if you come looking like this to try to distract me. But don't worry, I can enjoy the view and run circles around your proposal all at the same time."
I blushed in spite of myself but recovered quickly. "I always knew you were a pig, Derren. You don't have to go out of your way to prove it each time we see each other."
He grinned. "Oh, but you really have no idea," he said low enough that he was sure we wouldn't be overheard. "That's all I want, Lacey: a chance to show you just how depraved I can be. One night, me, you, and a pair of handcuffs." He gestured at my chest. "Bring those juicy things, too, if you don't mind. I don't know where you usually hide them."
"A pair of handcuffs?" I asked, doing my best to sound amused instead of intrigued. "I suppose you know you're not man enough to handle me unless you can tie me down."
He laughed. "You misunderstand. The handcuffs aren't for anything sexual. They're to keep you from chasing after me when I leave."
Unable to come up with a good response, I gave him a sarcastic smile and pushed past him to join the defense table.
As I went to sit down, I realized with a flush of resentful embarrassment that I was wet. Derren Alcress had gotten me wet, and he probably had known he was doing it, too. I forced myself not to look over at his lithe, confident form sitting down at the table across from me. It doesn't matter if you're attracted to him, I told myself. That won't stop you from beating him. Nothing about his dark, handsome face or his suave confidence or the way I found myself imagining him standing hungrily over me, powerless in handcuffs – none of that would distract me, I told myself.
Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread's Bimbo Lawyer Series with full consent of the original author.
Lacey Everette is preparing for the presentation of her life. In one swoop she can impress her handsome older boss and show up her arrogant but sexy alpha male business rival at a competing company. But the pressure is reawakening old insecurities and she borrows what she thinks are a friend's anti-anxiety pills only to quickly discover herself undergoing a much more powerful transformation than she ever bargained for.
When the pills backfire and the sharp young professional finds herself rapidly transforming into a voluptuous and helplessly horny bimbo, she'll have to try to make it through the presentation without making too much of a spectacle of herself. But her act is far from perfect, and it isn't long before she's starting to get an entirely different kind of attention from the men she originally thought to awe with her business savvy, and getting as much as she can take.
Excerpt:
"Lacey," he said, sounding a little surprised, "I wouldn't have thought you'd be one to get so dolled up for a trial." He ran his glittering amber eyes over me in appreciation. "You must be desperate if you come looking like this to try to distract me. But don't worry, I can enjoy the view and run circles around your proposal all at the same time."
I blushed in spite of myself but recovered quickly. "I always knew you were a pig, Derren. You don't have to go out of your way to prove it each time we see each other."
He grinned. "Oh, but you really have no idea," he said low enough that he was sure we wouldn't be overheard. "That's all I want, Lacey: a chance to show you just how depraved I can be. One night, me, you, and a pair of handcuffs." He gestured at my chest. "Bring those juicy things, too, if you don't mind. I don't know where you usually hide them."
"A pair of handcuffs?" I asked, doing my best to sound amused instead of intrigued. "I suppose you know you're not man enough to handle me unless you can tie me down."
He laughed. "You misunderstand. The handcuffs aren't for anything sexual. They're to keep you from chasing after me when I leave."
Unable to come up with a good response, I gave him a sarcastic smile and pushed past him to join the defense table.
As I went to sit down, I realized with a flush of resentful embarrassment that I was wet. Derren Alcress had gotten me wet, and he probably had known he was doing it, too. I forced myself not to look over at his lithe, confident form sitting down at the table across from me. It doesn't matter if you're attracted to him, I told myself. That won't stop you from beating him. Nothing about his dark, handsome face or his suave confidence or the way I found myself imagining him standing hungrily over me, powerless in handcuffs – none of that would distract me, I told myself.
Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread's Bimbo Lawyer Series with full consent of the original author.
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The Bimbo Pill and the Board Meeting (BBW Bimbo Menage MMF and Office Exhibition Erotica)
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| BN ID: | 2940151001595 |
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| Publisher: | The Red Spot Press |
| Publication date: | 08/07/2015 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 1 MB |
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