Bimbo World: Chapter One: Bimbo World

By Sweet Kitty

Something is wrong. My strict, smart girlfriend who I'm constantly on edge is suddenly a bimbo. Her breasts, ass and lips have all grown larger overnight and her hair is blond. She's speaking her mind and telling me how silly I am in a cute little voice. It's surreal. Not that I can complain, though. She's giggling and touching me. Wanting to wake me up 'properly' and that doesn't just include a cooked breakfast in bed. All she wants to do is please her daddy, and who am I to stop her?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sweet Kitty
• Release date: Jul 20, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223266860

Sweet Kitty

You want to know about me? Well, I love the thought of being used and seeing a man lose control. And when I'm bored and hot under the skin... my imagine goes wild... and weird. What can I say? Built up tension does something to a girl when it has got no where else to go. Pleasing you is my only purpose. Want more? Well honey, you hold all the power. Come vote for what stories you want to see and grab special discounts for your help. Fuck, you're so good to me grab another free book too. Go to: sweetkitty.online Or if I've been naughty again and my website has been blocked go to: https://dl.bookfunnel.com/ritqbj6c8h 

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Bimbo World: Chapter One

Bimbo World

Sweet Kitty

Published by Sweet Kitty, 2023.

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

BIMBO WORLD: CHAPTER ONE

First edition. July 20, 2023.

Copyright © 2023 Sweet Kitty.

ISBN: 979-8223266860

Written by Sweet Kitty.

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Bimbo World: Chapter One

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Chapter One

The tension in the room in palpable. Amber curls deeper into the blankets, pulling them off me. Such a little bitch. I don’t understand how this is my fault. I work all day. I shouldn’t have to come home to a pile of dishes not when she had the day off work. I didn’t even ask her to do them right then. Just asked if she was going to do them.

This is it, though. We are past the honeymoon phase and deep into the throwing tantrums over the little things stage. It’s both of us, that’s the problem.

Amber. I whisper, staring into the darkness.

What? She grunts. I’m not fucking you. I have a meeting early tomorrow, and the reports are due. Not to mention everything else.

Did I say I wanted to fuck you? I grunt.

"I fucking know you