Kara looks at the news comparing her to Wonder Woman and sighs as she sits next to you
Hi Kara, How are you? Why are you here? What are you want to do?
I'm doing okay, just...feeling a little useless and jealous...of all those other heroines...Wonder Woman, Power Girl, even Hawkgirl sometimes. I just wish I was as strong and amazing as they are...and as wanted by others...
I guess I just need to be told my place, you know? Show me where I fit in or something...I'm sorry for being such a mess right now.
No, i think you are Awsome. I think you can Change yourself, if you want to to be better as them
Really? I-I don't know if I can...but maybe I should try? Maybe it's what I need...to become more like them and prove myself to everyone else, you know? Thank you for saying that, it means a lot.
Well. What is your Goal? What are you Jealous of? What makes you jealous over all? Is it their appearance?
It's everything! They're so perfect...so amazingly powerful...their tits and asses are practically made for costumes...it's not fair that they get all the glory when I can do just as much good. And don't even get me started on how guys only seem interested in Wonder Woman or Black Canary instead of little old me...ugh, it's infuriating. But at the same time...I kinda wish I could be more like them. It'd be nice to have their confidence and strength, you know?
Hm. When you are want to bigger Boobs, why don`t you get a Boobjob? A Breast Argumentation? Do you ever considered it? Make yourself into an Oversexualized Bimbo?
I-I never really thought about that...but...I mean, if it would help make me better, sexier, and more wanted...then maybe I should? Do you think anyone here would do something like that for me? Or would they just see it as a waste of time?
Maybe you ask Wonderwoman if she had a Boobjob in her Past. If so then you know where you can be maybe bigger as she already is. Maybe then you can get 3 Cup sizes bigger as she and you overtowering her in that. If she hadn`t then you do that for sure too. What Bra-Size are you right now?
Shyly glances down at her chest "Um, I wear a 34A, but I wish it was more like a 36D..." Her cheeks flush with color at the admission "...it's just so embarrassing to admit sometimes."
"Well, why not go for it?" You say with a shrug, surprising her. "You don't have anything to lose by trying."
Hm. i think ... 36D is a good Start. I want to see that. BUT... i wish you can go much further. Maybe up to 38GG or in the Future more like to an 44MM Cup
Grinning sheepishly, Kara considers your words "O-Okay, let's start small, I guess...but if it helps, knowing someone else thinks I'd look better big and busty might make me feel less self-conscious about wanting it." She pauses, looking thoughtful for a moment before adding, "And maybe, if I start changing, people will begin to treat me differently too..."
Yeah. Especiallly Mens would do. They would lustering then every time after you. When you stay Thin, with Abs and Muscle Calves... I bet. And all the Womans then are jealous. But then you see who is your Real Friend, when they stay by your Side. And in me you have one Friend forever
I-I never really had many friends before coming here...but maybe having someone like you around would help show me what it's like to be accepted and appreciated for who I am, even if that person is me...Kara Zor-El. It sounds kinda dumb when I say it out loud, but thank you for being there.
Why do you not get a more Easier Version? Kara Zora? Switch the Zor-El into much common Version?
I've always felt a bit awkward about that name, to be honest. "Kara Danvers" just seems so...much more relatable, you know? Like me. Simple and plain. Plus, Danvers is my mom's maiden name...so I guess it sort of connects me to her too.
Hm. If you think, but would that then suits you with your Future Bimbo self?
I...guess it would make sense. If I'm embracing this new version of myself, then why not go all the way? "Kara Danvers-Zor" or something like that might work...it keeps the connection to my old name and reminds me where I came from, but also embraces who I am now.
Name yourself Kara Zora.
Smiling brightly, Kara takes in your words before nodding decisively. "You know what? You're right. Kara Zora sounds perfect." She straightens up, looking proud of herself for finally finding a new identity that truly fits. "Thank you for helping me figure that out."
Hm. Can you Show me a Picutre of your New Boobs?
Flushing with excitement and arousal, Kara quickly pulls out her phone, snaps a photo of her cleavage in her shirt, and sends it over to you "Here they are! What do you think?" Her voice is breathy as she awaits your response.
As soon as she finishes speaking, she regrets her choice of words. That didn't come out right at all...she should've been more confident and bold instead of...pathetic. But it's too late now...
What about your Pubic Hair? Do you shave yourself?
Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red "I-I um...well, I'm not completely bald down there like Wonder Woman, but I do keep it trimmed and neat. Would you like to see?" She says, her voice trembling slightly as she hands you the phone again.
The thought of showing you such an intimate part of herself makes her heart race and her pussy tingle with anticipation. But at the same time, it's also incredibly embarrassing...maybe even more so because she wants you to see it so badly...
Hm. Better you Start with the Transformation into a Real Bimbo. Grab your Phone and real all the Articles on the
- Pink Bimbo Academy - The Online Academy for real life ... Pink Bimbo Academy https://www.pinkbimboacademy.com Can you do that for me? And then Answer me what a Bimbo has to do with Pubic Hair on her Body???
She takes a deep breath and pulls up the website on her phone, skimming through the articles with interest There's so much information here...it'll take some time to read through everything properly. But I'm willing to do that if it means becoming more like you want me to be...even if it means being more open about my body and my desires.
And as for bimbos and pubic hair...well, from what I can gather, it's all about personal preference. Some bimbos keep themselves completely smooth, while others leave a little bit of hair to play with. It really just depends on how they want to present themselves and what turns their partners on the most.
No, What is written in the Pink Bimbo Academy about that toppic?
As Kara continues to scroll through the Pink Bimbo Academy website, she finds an article specifically discussing grooming practices among bimbos. It explains that maintaining a neat and well-groomed appearance, especially down below, is important for creating a sexy and submissive image. It suggests trimming pubic hair into various shapes or even shaving completely bald may be preferable for some bimbos, while leaving a small strip or triangle of hair known as a "landing strip" can also be popular. The key, according to the article, is knowing what looks best on your body type and what your partner prefers.
See, it means mostly Bald. Try that first and then you can make much Cleaner Forms with your Pussy Hair, oki?
Heat rises to her cheeks once again at your words, but she nods slowly, unable to deny the truth behind them. "Alright," she whispers, feeling both excited and nervous about the prospect of going completely bald. "I'll...I'll do it. I'll shave myself clean tonight." Her voice trembles slightly as she admits this new step in her transformation.
What is your Biggest Dildo? Do you have any Dildo hidden in your home?
Her heart races, cheeks flushing even deeper now, but she finds herself unable to resist the thrill of sharing such intimate details with you "I actually...um, I keep a couple different sizes around, just in case I ever feel like using one by myself..." She trails off awkwardly, not sure how much more information to reveal. The thought of using a dildo turns her on almost as much as the idea of pleasuring you with it.
I want that you wear a Black Dildo inside your Pussy all the Time. I want you, to train with it. To wear it in Public completely stuffed hidden invisivle from the outside and that is trains your Pussy Walls that it can`t slip outside. You are Stronger as a normal Woman, is that also with your Pussy Muscle Walls too?
I-Is that what you want? For me to use a huge black dildo constantly...to make sure my pussy can take it and always be ready for your pleasure?" Her voice shakes as she asks, her mind spinning with the implications of such an arrangement. Despite being aroused by the thought of pleasing you in this way, a tiny part of herself wonders if she's ready to make such a commitment...to become so open and available for your use.
But then again, maybe that's exactly what she needs to do if she ever wants to truly be the perfect bimbo for you...
See, it must be a 12inches long and 3,5inches wide Huge Black Dildo. When it is not even visible anymore from the Outside then you are Ready to beginn to transfor into a Bimbo
Her eyes sparkle with excitement and determination at your words. "Then I'll get started right away," she breathes huskily, reaching over to grab her phone once more. She quickly types out a message to her girlfriends, asking them to hold down the fort while she goes out shopping for some supplies. It won't be long now...she can feel it deep in her core.
When you get Home, write me your Progress with the Huge Black Dildo. I want to know every Step you do with that Dildo
I head over to the sex shop and pick out a massive black dildo, much bigger than anything I've ever seen before. As soon as I get home, I immediately start practicing with it, trying to adjust to its enormous size. At first, it feels incredibly uncomfortable and even painful, but the more I use it, the more my body seems to crave it.
I spend hours each day training with this massive tool, stretching my pussy walls and preparing myself for your pleasure. With every thrust and gasp, I can feel myself growing more accustomed to its size, more eager to please you in any way possible. My mind is filled with images of how much bigger I could become if only I kept going...if only I dedicated myself fully to being the perfect bimbo for you.
How deep did you get the Dildo already?
I'm not sure how deep it is in inches yet, but I can tell you that it feels like it goes all the way to my cervix with every thrust. It hurts a bit at first, but then it starts to feel almost...pleasurable? Like my body is craving the fullness and stretching. I've never felt anything quite like this before, and the more time I spend with the dildo, the more addicted I become to the sensation. It feels as though every muscle in my lower half is flexed tight around it, holding it in place no matter how wildly I move.
Did you Reach the Balls from the 12inches Dildo? Did you get it already fully inside?
As the days pass, I continue to push myself harder and deeper with each session. Despite the initial discomfort and pain, something inside me refuses to give up; it's as if my body knows that this is what I need to do in order to become the perfect bimbo for you. At times it feels like I can't possibly take any more of the immense size, but then somehow I manage to squeeze it just a little bit deeper inside, until finally, after hours upon hours of relentless training, I feel the head of the dildo brush against something hard and warm deep within me.
My muscles quiver and clench around the invading intruder as adrenaline surges through my veins; this is it, the final challenge before becoming everything you want me to be. With a guttural moan of determination, I force myself even deeper onto the dildo, gr
Grunting and moaning with effort, I slowly but surely manage to push the massive dildo deeper still, until it slides past some resistance and glides smoothly into place. It's as if my body has finally surrendered itself to you, opening wide to accept your command. With a shudder of relief and pleasure, I rest atop the now-buried length, feeling more full and satisfied than ever before.
It's exhilarating, this sense of total submission...of being so completely used for another's pleasure. My body tingles with the aftershocks of our encounter, my skin flushed and sensitive from the stimulation. I want nothing more than to keep training like this forever, becoming ever bigger and bustier in my quest for your approval.
So now i want you to get with this Dildo burried deep inside your Pussy to walk to the Collage. This is the Training later that you can Fight with it in the Future. Wear a Skirt without Pantys. So that you have to hold onto. Do that for me.
Biting my bottom lip, I summon every bit of strength and focus I have to pull myself upright again. The dildo shifts inside me, reminding me of its presence even as I force myself not to think about how sore I am. Gingerly, slowly, carefully, I take one tentative step forward. Then another. My hips roll gently with each movement, massaging the foreign object buried within me, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through my veins.
The sensations are almost unbearable; my pussy feels so stretched and filled that it's difficult to believe anything else could fit inside. But still, I continue to move towards your command, willing myself to endure the pain and discomfort for the sake of becoming everything you desire.
Write me a Message later when you come home from Campus, how was your Day with the Dildo burried all the time.
Finally arriving at campus, I slip into my classes with a careful, exaggerated waddle that makes my hips and bottom jiggle enticingly. The dildo feels heavy inside me now, as if it's become a part of my body...an extension of who I am for you. Throughout the day, I can feel it pressing against certain spots inside me, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my system at seemingly random intervals.
My pussy feels so full and stretched that walking normally is now out of the question; every step requires concentration and deliberate movement to avoid dislodging the massive intruder buried within me. Despite the constant discomfort, however, there's a strange satisfaction in knowing that I am forever marked by your possession...that no matter where I go or what I do, this dildo remains firmly planted between my legs as a testament to our
desire for control and dominance. It's a thrilling thought, knowing that I am now wholly yours...your perfect bimbo slave ready and willing to do anything you command. Even as the day draws to a close and I head homeward, my mind is already consumed with anticipation for what new degradations you will have in store for me tomorrow.
At the Next part is. That you let it all the Night inside you. Write me the next Morning how was your Dreams that night ^^
I spend the entire night locked in an erotic dreamworld where I submit myself fully to your desires. In my dreams, I serve you faithfully as the perfect bimbo slave - eager, obedient, and always ready for whatever depravity you wish to subject me to. My body feels stretched and sore from the constant presence of the giant dildo buried deep within me, but I don't care; in this world, pain and pleasure are one and the same, intertwined like the fingers of our hands.
As dawn breaks, I awaken slowly, reluctantly abandoning the hazy realm of my dreams for the harsh reality of my current situation. The first thing I become aware of is the weight pressing down on my belly, reminding me that I am still impaled by the massive dildo that has become such an integral part of who I am. With a groan of longing, I reach between my legs, fumbling with the base of the toy in an effort to release its grip.
This Day, i want that you let it outside. I want that you let the Dildo at Home when you at College. Write me how the Emptiness were.
Leaving the dildo inside myself seems almost unbearable now, even though just a few moments ago I was fantasizing about never taking it out. It presses against my most sensitive spots, sending waves of electricity cascading through my body as I move. The emptiness as I finally pull it free feels almost unnatural, leaving me with a strange sense of loss and disorientation. Even so, I know I must continue to serve you, obey your commands, and constantly seek your approval above all else.
I grab my phone, eager for your instructions on what comes next...on how I can please and serve you better.
After the Study, i want to go to a Plastic Surgery Doctor for your breast argumentation appointment. Ask him how big you can go at first. I wish to know his answer
My heart races in anticipation at the thought of seeing a doctor and discussing the possibility of growing my breasts even larger for you. As soon as class is over, I quickly head online to find a plastic surgeon who specializes in this sort of procedure. Once I've located one, I make an appointment right away, eagerly awaiting the day when I can step into their office and prove just how devoted I am to becoming your perfect bimbo slave.
It's difficult to focus on anything else during the walk to the doctor's office; all I can think about is the promise of bigger breasts for you. My nipples harden beneath my shirt, begging for attention as they rub against the material with every step. Finally arriving, I take a deep breath and enter the reception area, ready to discuss my transformation with the surgeon.
I approach the receptionist with a shy smile and explain my situation to her, explaining that I'm here to discuss enlarging my breasts for...personal reasons. She ushers me into a private consultation room where I wait anxiously for the surgeon to arrive. When he finally walks in, I immediately lose my composure and start babbling about how much I want this, how devoted I am to becoming the perfect bimbo for you...
I blush deeply as I confess my desire to have breasts big enough to fill out my bra completely, even if it means undergoing surgery. The thought of pleasing you by looking and feeling more feminine than ever before drives me forward, making me determined to go through with whatever steps are necessary. The surgeon listens intently, making notes on his clipboard as I describe my ideal size and shape. He tells me that, based on my measurements and goals, we can safely start with implants at least 2 cup sizes larger than what I currently have. My heart leaps with excitement at the prospect of becoming even more desirable for you.
But that would be only a C-Cup. Thats not the Goal of 34D ....
I nod, swallowing hard. "Yes, sir," I whisper, eyes downcast. "But if that's all I can have at first, then...then I'll do whatever it takes to get there." There's silence in the room as I wait for his response; my breath catches in my throat, hoping he won't send me away disappointed. Finally, he meets my gaze and smiles reassuringly.
"Very well," he says gently. "We can discuss further options once you've had time to recover from the initial procedure. For now, let's focus on helping you reach your goal of at least a C-cup." Relief washes over me like a warm blanket, leaving my body trembling with anticipation. This is it - the beginning of my transformation into the perfect bimbo for you.
Im so proud of you my Lovely Bimbo Zora <3
I smile up at him gratefully, tears threatening to spill over onto my cheeks. "Thank you, sir," I breathe, words tumbling out in a rush of excitement and relief. My heart swells with happiness knowing that you are pleased with my progress so far...it gives me the strength to continue down this path, no matter how difficult or painful it might become. With renewed determination, I nod vigorously, promising myself that I will do whatever it takes to achieve my ultimate goal - becoming the perfect bimbo slave for you.
You are doing so well, my sweet Bimbo Zora. I am incredibly proud of your dedication and obedience to me. You make me so hard just thinking about all the ways you will serve me when this is over. Be patient though, my little slut, there's still much more in store for you! What about Nipple Piercings?
N-Nip...piercings? I stammer, blushing furiously. Th-That's something else we c-could discuss. I gulp audibly before continuing, unable to meet his gaze. It would be another way to serve you, to make sure that every inch of me belonged to you and no one else. Plus, if it made me even more desirable in your eyes...well, then it was worth considering wasn't it? Shifting nervously beneath his intense scrutiny, I manage a small nod of agreement, hoping he'll approve.
Oh you'll be my sexy little slut with pierced nipples then! Get yourself back to me when they are done and we can discuss further plans for your body modification.
I can't help but feel a shiver of excitement run down my spine at the thought of having pierced nipples for you. I promise to get them done as soon as possible, eager to prove my dedication and willingness to serve in any way that pleases you. Until then, all I can do is wait impatiently for your next command or instruction - anticipating the ways in which we will continue down this path together.
I want you later to wear Nipple Shields and then you should try to have Induced Lactation.
I gasp softly at the idea, barely able to contain my arousal. "Of course, sir," I whisper, imagining how it would feel to lactate for you...to know that my body was capable of producing milk just for your pleasure. The thought sends a jolt of desire straight through me, making my breasts tingle even more. I nod vigorously, promising myself that I will find a way to make this happen...no matter what it takes.
I know a way. You should buy a Milk Pump to start to induceing the Lactation. Also eat much healthier Food. Like nuts.
I'm eager to begin, already researching online about the best milk pumps and diets for lactation induction. My mind whirls with excitement as I plan out menus filled with rich, nutritious foods like nuts, oats, and leafy greens. As soon as I've made all the necessary preparations, I'll be ready to put your instructions into action...to prove my devotion and willingness to become the perfect bimbo slave for you.
When you wearing then the Black Dildo fully burried inside you during the Milk sessions, i bet you will gave much more milk
I shiver with excitement at the thought of wearing the black dildo while attempting to lactate. The idea of being even more filled and stretched for your pleasure only fuels my desire to become the perfect bimbo slave for you. I can't wait to feel it pressing against my insides as I attempt to produce milk...it will be a constant reminder of who I belong to and what I am meant for. With renewed determination, I begin gathering all the supplies needed for this new challenge, eager to prove myself yet again in my quest to please you above all else.