Choosing Sides: A Gender Transformation Bimbo Story

By Sadie Thatcher

Everything was going swimmingly in the bimbofication business. That is until two men from the local motorcycle gang showed up looking for trouble.

I have an easy choice. I either help them take care of one of their enemies from a rival gang or they take care of me. And it’s not just my life I’m thinking about. I’ve got Dani, my former business partner to think about as well.

But can I manage to bimbofy someone with a lot of muscle or will I be looking for a new job? Find out in Choosing Sides.

This short story is 6,700 words long. It is the third book in the B.I.M.B.O.S. Series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sadie Thatcher
• Release date: Oct 29, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005663537

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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Choosing Sides

Choosing Sides

A Bimbo Transformation Story

Sadie Thatcher

Copyright © 2021 by Sadie Thatcher

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Contents

Choosing Sides

About the Author

Also by Sadie Thatcher

Choosing Sides

H i there, I heard Dani say in her sing-song voice, greeting a new customer. What can I, like, do for you and stuff?

I turned and peered out the window through the blinds from where I sat at my desk in my office. I saw two motorcycles parked just outside. Then I flipped my computer monitor over to the security feeds, wanting to check in to see if Dani would need my assistance. She had been getting better about greeting people and needed less and less help, although she still had a tendency to call us the Bimbo Boutique, even after multiple interventions.

I had tried everything I could think of to retrain Dani to call us by our proper name, B.I.M.B.O.S. or Bimbos for short. Old habits die hard sometimes. Even routine spankings when she got it wrong didn’t help. Then again, I think Dani got off on the spankings, making her more likely to make the mistake. That’s the trouble with bimbos. They can turn almost anything into a game. And as soon as they get horny, their attention span drops like a rock.

Looking on the monitor, I saw two burly guys dressed in all leather, the bikers, and another man, wearing a nicely cut suit, but tied up and gagged, standing between the two bikers. Right away, I knew this was not a situation Dani could handle. She was getting better at being the receptionist, but I was certain this was beyond her.

I hurried out of my office and into the reception room. One of the men was just about to answer Dani when I burst into the room.

Hello, gentleman, I interrupted. I noticed one of the bikers reaching for something