Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice: A Bimbo Halloween Story

By Sadie Thatcher

Dora is a terrible person. She lies, she cheats, she steals. Her favorite holiday is Halloween so that she can terrorize kids and old people alike, stealing candy all night long. But when Dora steals a piece of candy that promises transformative effects, her life will be forever changed.

Eating a special lollipop, Dora finds her body and mind changing into that of a bimbo. She becomes sugary sweet, with a spicy sense of kink, and becomes the representation of everything nice in a bimbo. Will Dora’s transformation be permanent or will the evil she once embodied return? Find out in Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice.

This 6,100 word short story contains physical and mental transformations, with descriptions of various sexual acts, breast enlargement and various other body augmentations. This story has strong adult content and should not be viewed by anyone under the age of 18. All characters found in the story are 18 or older.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sadie Thatcher
• Release date: Oct 14, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463731406

Sadie Thatcher

Sadie Thatcher grew up in a small conservative town (think Footloose). Spending all that time in a sexually repressed place has led Sadie to need to explore her sexuality through prose. Sadie has been a long time writer, but has now become confident enough to share the explorations of her deepest and darkest sexual fantasies. Enjoy.

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Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice

Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice

A Bimbo Halloween Story

Sadie Thatcher

Copyright © 2020 by Sadie Thatcher

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Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice

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Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice

Dora stood on the porch, waiting for the people inside the house to answer the door. She was much too old for trick-or-treating, but that was part of the fun. Then again, her identity was hidden by a rubber clown mask. She had wanted to dress up as the kids cartoon character that shared her name, but there was no mask available to disguise her identity.

Trick-or-treat, Dora said, raising her voice an octave to sound more like a kid.

My, you are tall, the old woman who answered the door said. Little did she know that Dora was 21 and fully grown.

Without saying another word, Dora reached out and grabbed as much candy as she could from the bowl in the old woman’s hands and then ran off, cackling as she went.

Well, I’ll be, the woman said in a huff as she retreated into her house. This is the last year I hand out candy. Kids these days have no manners.

Dora sprinted off down the block, laughing and otherwise fully enjoying herself. She had always prided herself on being a complete terror on Halloween. She was a menace and proud of it.

The rest of the year, Dora was a self-described bitch. She was selfish and always looking to put others down. In her eyes, it was even better if she could steal credit for something they had done first. That was