Tales from the Bimbo Ward: The Staff

By Sadie Thatcher

The Bimbo Ward is in need of new staff. Dr. Scott is responsible for recruiting the best bimbos he can find. But he has a slightly different idea of how to do it. Who ever said they needed to be bimbos when they are hired? On the Bimbo Ward, no woman is spared.

Tiffany and Briana are already working for the hospital as receptionists. Tiffany enjoys fashion and spending nights out with her friends. She is already just a few steps away from full on bimbohood. Still, Dr. Scott is sure to find some fun ways to play with his new bimbo stylist.

Briana, Tiffany’s coworker, has a deep seeded hatred of everything bimbo. She has spent too long working her way through college to give up on her dreams now. However, Dr. Scott knows she would make a great receptionist specifically for the Bimbo Ward. How long can Briana resist before she her thoughts are devoted to sexual pleasure.

Missy Cutler is applying for the open nurse position on the Bimbo Ward, not knowing what it is they really do there. She starts off the day not knowing that to complete the hiring process, she must become a bimbo. But in the end, Nurse Cutler’s fantasies are the catalyst for her transformation.

Tales from the Bimbo Ward: The Staff tells the story of how three young women came to be the great bimbo staff that have helped transform so many woman into happy and horny bimbos. Will the Bimbo Ward ever be the same? Find out in this installment of the Bimbo Ward Series.

This 26,000 word novella contains mental and physical transformations with descriptions of various bisexual acts, breast enlargement and other body alterations. This story has strong adult content and should not be viewed by anyone under the age of 18. All characters found in the following story are 18 or older.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sadie Thatcher
• Release date: Jan 15, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310359958

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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TALES FROM THE BIMBO WARD: THE STAFF

By

Sadie Thatcher

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Tales from the Bimbo Ward: The Staff

Copyright © 2015 by Sadie Thatcher

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Adult Reading Material:This story contains strong adult content and should not be viewed by anyone under the age of 18. All characters found in the following story are 18 or older.

The phone was ringing. Briana looked up and saw that it was the internal line. She pushed the answer button.

Front Desk, Briana speaking, she calmly spoke into her headset.

This is Dr. Scott in Ward B. I’m supposed to receive a set of personnel files and they haven’t arrived yet.

Just one moment Doctor. I just came on. Let me look for you. Please hold.

Briana pushed the hold button with relief. She had been working at the Los Angeles University Hospital long enough to know to keep the doctors in Ward B happy. They had a way of causing serious problems for other hospital staff. Briana thought they acted like they owned the whole hospital sometimes and Dr. Scott was no exception.

Briana took several moments to look around her desk for the personnel files Dr. Scott had requested. At first she could not find them. Fear crept into her thoughts over the reaction the man on the other end of the phone line would have when he found out they were not there. However, much to her relief, Briana eventually spotted them underneath a stack of waiting room magazines that were sitting behind the desk.

Dr. Scott? Briana asked to make sure he was still on the line.

You have them?

Yes, right here in front of me. I’m sorry that they weren’t sent up to you earlier. I’ll get them to you right away.

Thank you, Briana. That would be much appreciated.

Dr. Scott hung up, leaving Briana with a dial tone ringing in her ear. She turned off the phone to silence the noise. Looking up, Briana caught sight of Tiffany, the woman who had been working the front desk earlier. Briana had always thought Tiffany was a bit of a bimbo, but she seemed to do her job reasonably well.

Tiffany, Briana shouted across the waiting room.

Tiffany turned to see who had called and smiled when she saw Briana. Several patients looked up at the sudden outburst, but quickly went back to reading their magazines and looking at their phones. Tiffany turned and walked back toward the front desk.

What’s up Briana, she said, smacking her gum loudly.

You forgot to take the personnel files up to Dr. Scott.

Oh my god. I completely forgot. I can take them up right now if you want.

No, just watch the desk while I go up. Dr. Scott is expecting me.

Okay. I’m really sorry about this.

I’ll be right back.

Tiffany plopped down in the vacated seat as Briana grabbed the stack of files and walked briskly to the elevator. Once inside, Briana hit the button for floor thirteen. She had always found it odd that the hospital even had a thirteenth floor listed, when they were generally skipped in most buildings, including the other tall buildings on campus, but even stranger was how Ward B got an entire floor to itself.

Stepping off the elevator, Briana found herself inundated with pink. The walls on this floor were all painted a calming pink. It was nice, but it always gave Briana the creeps for some reason. She could never put her finger on the reason why.

It was a short walk to Dr. Scott’s office. Briana knocked on the closed door.

Come in, came the call through the door.

Briana opened the door to find Dr. Scott sitting behind his desk, a patient’s chart open in front of him.

Ah you must be Briana, the doctor said as he looked the young receptionist up and down, his lips turning up into just the hint of a smile. You have the personnel files for me?

Yes, here, Briana said as she reached out and handed the files Dr. Scott. Sorry about them not getting here sooner. Tiffany, the other receptionist is a bit of a bimbo sometimes.

Ah yes, I completely understand, Dr. Scott said with a smile and a glean in his eye. Thank you for bringing these up personally. Oh and by the way, when you see Tiffany next, do let her know that I would like to see her.

Yes Doctor, Briana replied as she left the office, closing the door behind her. Now she’s going to get it, Briana said quietly to herself as she made her way back to the elevator. These Ward B doctors always seem to hold a grudge.

Back down stairs at the front desk, Briana found Tiffany sitting behind the desk, smacking her gum and fully engrossed in some gossip magazine. Briana could not help but roll her eyes at her coworker’s actions.

Thanks, Briana said when Tiffany looked up at her. I didn’t want to make Dr. Scott mad.

Yeah, he can be a grouch sometimes.

Well, you were the one who was supposed to take those files up to him.

I said I was sorry, Tiffany complained, assuming that Briana was holding a grudge.

I know, I know. I don’t have a problem, but I’m afraid Dr. Scott might. He said he wants to see you.

He does?

Yeah. He didn’t say when though.

Shit. I better go see him now and get it out of the way. Just my kind of luck. This was the one night this week I was planning a night out. I was going to meet up with my girlfriends, but then this comes up.

I know what you mean, Briana said sympathetically, although she really did not. She had never been much of the going out type.

I’ll see you later, Tiffany said as she turned back toward the elevators.

Yeah, I’ll see you, Briana called after her before she restarted her work.

Tiffany was not as observant as Briana. She did not notice that this was the only building she had ever been in that had a listed thirteenth floor. And once she had stepped out of the elevator, all she could think about was how nice and calm she felt, never linking it to the color of the walls. She also had no foreboding feelings like Briana did, so it was with a smile that she knocked on Dr. Scott’s office door.

Come, the doctor called through the door.

Tiffany opened the door to see Dr. Scott sitting behind his desk, paging through the personnel files he had received minutes earlier.

My name’s Tiffany. Briana told me you wanted to see me.

Dr. Scott looked up for the first time and looked the young receptionist standing before him over completely before he opened his mouth, Yes, I did. You certainly are prompt.

Dr. Scott smiled at what he saw. The woman before him certainly had a great deal of potential. He had always considered himself a bit of an artist. With sculptors, they saw the potential of a piece of clay, block