BIMBO MAKER 2
BY JANNO JONES
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Copyright 2012 Janno Jones
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BIMBO MAKER 2
BY JANNO JONES
After the incident with the Bimbo Maker formula and the cheerleaders, Philbert laid low for awhile. The local newspaper had reported the episode of sex-mad bimbos overrunning the high school, and people were blaming it on “something in the water supply”. The formula had only worked for a short time, and all the teachers, cheerleaders, and students who had been turned into bimbos reverted back to their old selves after 24 hours, usually with some regret that their breasts had shrunk back to teacup size, and with recurring dreams about sucking cock.
Philbert wanted to take it slower this time. He fiddled with the formula, diluting it more, so that it would work over a longer period of time. It was scary to have such a fast-acting formula, and to turn women into raving bimbos within minutes after they drank it. That was too intense -- he decided that he wanted to experiment with a slower-acting recipe.
This time he put the formula into a small eyedropper, so he could measure out one drop at a time. He had a certain girl in mind for his next experiment.
Her name was Valerie Volson, and her father was on the board of directors of the local country club where Philbert worked part time as a dishwasher. Valerie was a spoiled rich girl who liked to lord it over the boys who worked in the club. She would often come in and ask them to make her sandwiches or milkshakes and then walk out without signing for them. Since the boys had to pay for any food they ate or gave away, and because Valerie hadn’t signed a voucher, the food she took was deducted from their pay.
She was a tease, plain and simple, and she knew it. The boys would watch her wiggle around in her short, tight little hot pants and her low cut tops and just about drool with lust. She wouldn’t even acknowledge them, though, especially Philbert. The most she would do to him is curl her lip in scorn and call him, “Nerd Boy”.
Philbert mixed up a batch of his Bimbo Maker formula and took it to work one Saturday morning, not knowing if Valerie would be coming to the club that day. It was a warm day in early June, and the swimming pool was open. One of the short order cooks had called in sick, so the boss, a woman named Mrs. Frizzen, came to Philbert and said, “You, fat boy, get over there and start making sandwiches.”
Philbert left the dishwashing machine and went over to the sandwich station, and started taking orders that the waitresses brought in from the pool.
Things went along smoothly for an hour or so, and then Valerie showed up. She was wearing a hot pink bikini that barely covered her ass, and her perky breasts were bouncing along as she wiggled over to Philbert’s station. She had perfectly shaped breasts, although they were on the small side.