Jealousy: A Bimbo Transformation Story

By Sadie Thatcher

What happens when an ill-advised wish is made out of jealousy? Stacy is about to find out. Troubled that her life is nothing like one needed to pick up attractive men, she wishes she could be like those hot women, essentially bimbos, who can have any man they want.

Normally, that would not be an issue. Wishes go unanswered all the time. But with Penelope Flirtybottom on the case, Stacy will find out what it’s like to be the kind of woman she is secretly envious of.

But what kind of bimbo will Stacy become? Will she be stuck in her new life or will she decide to go back to being the nerdy woman who cares more for books than people? Find out in Jealousy.

This short story is 8,500 words long. It is the first book in the Fairy Wishes Series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sadie Thatcher
• Release date: Feb 7, 2022
• ISBN: 9780463154557

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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Jealousy

JEALOUSY

A BIMBO TRANSFORMATION STORY

SADIE THATCHER

Copyright © 2022 by Sadie Thatcher

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CONTENTS

Jealousy

About the Author

Also by Sadie Thatcher

JEALOUSY

Stacy looked out her window overlooking the street below. She saw a group of women walking down the sidewalk, being loud and laughing. They were dressed for a night out, wearing short dresses and high heels. Their faces were heavily painted with makeup and they looked like sex on heels.

This particular group was extra sexy with what Stacy was sure were enhanced features. That was a surprise, because those sorts of women were not known to hang around the area. The local culture was too hipster for big fake tits and other major enhancements. And the bar downstairs was definitely more of a hipster joint. Or at least it had been when Stacy first moved into her apartment. She stopped in once, just to check it out, but she had not been back since. It was not her scene.

However, as Stacy watched the group of women below her window, she felt a longing toward them. They stopped and started chatting up a group of hot guys. The problem was the men in question were definitely Stacy’s type. Not that she ever acted on her impulses to ask men like that out. They were way out of league. Stacy was a shy used bookstore clerk. She was a nerd and sadly, the men she found most attractive were not into bookish nerds like her. At least that had been her past experience.

I wish I was like them.

The words slipped out of Stacy’s mouth before she was even aware she had thought them. But once they escaped her lips, there was no taking them back. They hung in the air, almost as if a spell had been cast. It made no sense. Sure, Stacy enjoyed reading books about magic and fairies and all of that, but she certainly did not believe in such things. It was escapist fantasy at its finest. That was it.

However, it was only moments later when a strange buzzing sounded. It started low, but far away. And as it neared, the pitch grew higher and higher. And then the buzzing stopped.

Stacy barely had the chance to process the noise before she watched a small human looking creature land on her windowsill. It was a woman. That much was clear from her exaggerated feminine form, although she was only