A bimbofication curse spreads throughout a college library, sparing none, including the male students…
I typically only post one story a month, but the four I’m posting now are very short little things (like last month) so I’m dropping them all at the same time. Enjoy!
Students crowded the library. Every table was filled and several students lined the floors as they studied for finals.
Julie sat at a table with a mix of other students. Her chem book lay open in front of her with a notebook to her left, full of class notes, and a blank book full of hexagonal graph paper to her right.
Random sounds filled the huge area – groans and whispers and pages flipping and highlighters squeaking as everyone crammed.
She massaged her temples as she scanned her book, comparing it with her notes and slowly condensing the scattered, erratic diagrams and quotes into something more usable on the graph paper.
As she studied, her phone buzzed. She woke it briefly and then sighed at the text from her ex-boyfriend, begging for her to talk to him. They’d broken up a week before and it wasn’t an easy break-up. Words were exchanged. In the heat of the moment, they’d both said things they shouldn’t have said. Personal, painful things that had been festering at the back of her mind for a while.
He’d retorted, attacking her for her boyish body and uncaring attitude but it’d been weak and she’d laughed him off. Honestly, sex wasn’t even near a priority for her and never had been and if he was so weak that he couldn’t go weeks without seeing her until she was-
The phone buzzed again and she unlocked it angrily in order to shut it down. She opened the new text from her ex in order to tell him off but her eyes locked on a strange image that refused to stop moving in front of her.
Julie’s eyes widened slowly as her mouth drooped open. Sounds faded away as she stared at the undulating image until she blinked.
Her phone was powered off and a small stream of acrid smoke rose from the back of it.
“Stupid thing,” she whispered, staring back at her book.
The young girl shifted in her seat. Her tailbone ached as her slim, nearly flat ass did little to pad her on the chair.
She dug at her jeans, pressing a finger between the suddenly tight band as it begun to dig into her waist. Skin overflowed the waistband and the seat of her pants slowly began to fill out.
With a loud sigh, she returned her attention back to her book. Her fingers drummed her graph paper.
Once.
Twice.
Fingers falling in a cascading pattern, one-two-three-four again and again.
Her trimmed nails began to lengthen and tick-tack-tick against the paper. She shook her head and re-read the sentence she just read while toying with her pixie cut with her free hand. The tips of her short, brown hair grew light, fading to blonde as her hair began to grow out.
Julie giggled as the hair tickled her ears.
Tick-tack-tick her fingernails sounded. She shifted again in her seat as her ass continued to swell, pushing her pants down to expose her butt crack.
Sighing again, Julie rolled her eyes at the book and looked up.
He’s cute, she realized, staring at the boy across from her. She leaned back in her chair in a futile effort to show off her slim breasts while tapping at her thin lips.
As if in response to her stimulation, her lips bulged, pushing out while growing thick. She rubbed her fingers along them.
For a brief moment, she imagined the touch of her finger was the brush of the boy’s cock on her lips and she shuddered, twisting her thighs together.
She felt wetness against her legs and her eyes widened.
“What?” she gasped, looking down.
Her jeans strained as her thighs began to fill out, stretching her pants. As she watched her shirt pushed away from her body. Pain followed as her bra dug harshly into her skin and breasts.
In a sudden panic, she stood, pushing away from the table. Her ass jiggled as she ran towards the long rows of books, passing students that barely looked up in curiosity.
She passed them and then slowed as she began to wonder what the rush was. She thought back, determined to-
Oh, cock, she remembered, smiling. Of course. I was thinking about cock!
Julie giggled, looking around. She walked through the rows of books towards the back of the library until she found a tall young man reaching high on the shelf. He had short, straight black hair and glasses but, more importantly, he was alone and nobody was nearby.
She walked over to him, stepping one foot in front of the other until she stood by his side. When her bra continued to pull tight, she reached up and pulled it down, freeing her growing tits. Her shirt strained against her, clearly showing the curve of her breasts as well as her areola and hardened nipples.
Briefly, she wondered how she would approach him. How she would seduce him. She stalked slowly to him, trying to come up with a sexy idea to win him-
“Wanna fuck?” Julie giggled again, reaching over and grabbing his cock through his pants.
The young man yelled out and she took the chance to kiss him deeply, her thick, pouting lips covering him as her hand worked his cock. She moaned as his tongue met her and they broke away, breathless.
“What are youuuooohhh god!” the man cried out as she knelt before him, pulling his zipper down. His hands reached for her thick, luscious blonde hair as she wrapped her cock-sucking lips around his dick.
The only thought ringing through her head as she began to bob on the random boy’s cock was wondering why she tried to find a place hidden away from view. There were so many hot boys and girls and she wanted them all.
The sloppy, wet sucking noises filled her head as she deep-throated the boy in front of her. She wished someone was behind her, fucking her pussy. And another taking her ass. Her virgin ass that had never felt the brush of a finger or cock. Now she couldn’t not think about having a dick in her ass and she moaned at the thought of it.
“I’m still a-!” the boy said with a hiss as his fingers tightened in her hair. He came quickly and she groaned, feeling her pussy soak her too-tight jeans. She reached down to unzip herself as she milked the boy for every drop of his cum.
Standing, she kissed him and strode away while lifting her shirt off, struggling to get it over her massive tits.
The boy stared after her, touching his lips where she kissed him. They began to swell at his touch and he shook his head in disbelief.
“Wow,” the boy giggled. He wiped at his mouth and looked down to find a spot of his cum on the back of his hand.
Without a thought, he licked at the cum and felt himself grow warm. He grabbed at his shrinking cock and swelling chest while giggling again.
“Quiet! Jesus!” came a harsh whisper two rows over. “Fucking Christ. Get a fucking room.”
Oh, the boy thought as he tweaked his fat, erect nipple. He sounds hot.