BimboWare (Bimbo Transformation)

By Praedatorius

"You have three hours to pay the ransom, otherwise, all of your employees will turn into bimbos."

This it the message that greets Calvin when he walks into work. He doesn't believe it. At first, he thinks it's a prank. All of the computers in his office are still working. His female employees feel fine. Still, if anything happens, he can kiss his business goodbye.

Still, women don't just turn into bimbos, and even if they did, you can't catch it from an email...can you?

This story contains bimbo transformation.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Praedatorius
• Release date: Oct 9, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005608705

Praedatorius

Praedatorius is an author of fetish fiction, focusing and body transformations such as breast expansion, giants, shrinking, weight gain, and sex change.

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Bimbo

Ware

by

Praedatorius

Published on Smashwords by Praedatorius

I don’t get it, Turk said, swirling the whiskey in his glass.

What do you mean, you don’t get it? Calvin demanded. We’ve been hacked. We’ve got to pay the ransom before this entire business gets shut down.

Turk brushed a piece of lint off his pinstriped suit. Calvin please, this is a shipping office. He took a sip of whiskey and glanced at the printed-out email in his hand. If we shut down for a day or two it won’t make a heap of difference.

"Turk, this is what I do to feed my family. It doesn’t matter if we make nuclear missiles or gag dog poo, we need to keep this place running. Besides, the girls out there are counting on us! We can’t just tell them that they’re out of work because this place doesn’t matter.

But the hackers say that they’re going to turn all the employees into bimbos, Turk said skeptically. He took another sip. It’s ridiculous. You called me down here just for that?

I didn’t know what else to do—

Wait, before you explain, can you top me off?

Calvin sighed pulled a bottle of whiskey out of his desk drawer. He wiped the sweat off his brown with his shirtsleeve.

Turk held the glass steady as Calvin poured. I mean, they don’t even say that they’re going to lock up our computer systems or anything. If they said that, then I would be worried, but turning the employees into bimbos? Don’t get me wrong, Turk continued. It would suck if all the girls were turned into bimbos, but it’s not like we can’t hire different workers.

Turk! Calvin gasped. We can’t fire these women. They work hard.

"Hey, it’s not like I want to fire the bimbos. I like bimbos. I could get used to bimbos. It would give me more reasons to hang around the office."

Suddenly, the door opened and the secretary poked her head into Calvin’s tiny office.

Mr. C.?

Terri, not now, Calvin said.

I’m sorry. This’ll just take a second. Terri’s dark, floral printed skirt swished through the door as she grabbed the files on Calvin’s desk. I just need these files back to check something, and then I’ll get out of your hair.

Okay, Calvin sighed. Just don’t come in again until I call you, alright?

No problem, Mr. C. She turned for the door.

Wait, said Turk. One minute, Terri.

Yes, Mr. Sanchez?

"Could you check