Utopia's Secret: A Bimbo Transformation Novella

By Sadie Thatcher

Imogen is a geologist and a recluse, living in Atlantis. Living up in the mountains, she can go days or even weeks without human contact. So when society collapses in the city below, she remains unaware. That is, until she turns on the radio and discovers life in the city below seems to be in trouble.

As a good citizen of Atlantis, Imogen investigates, wanting to offer her help if it’s needed. But she is unprepared for what she discovers. The men have all become dominant and muscular. The women have all become submissive bimbos. And Imogen will get caught up in it all, leaving her with an eventual choice to make.

Will Imogen join the bimbos or will she run and hide from the new society forming? Find out in Utopia’s Secret.

This novella is a bimbo transformation story. It is the second book in the Atlantis Series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sadie Thatcher
• Release date: Oct 31, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215806579

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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Utopia's Secret

UTOPIA'S SECRET

A BIMBO TRANSFORMATION NOVELLA

ATLANTIS

BOOK TWO

SADIE THATCHER

Copyright © 2023 by Sadie Thatcher

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

About the Author

Also by Sadie Thatcher

1

L et's listen to the radio, Imogen, I told myself as I dropped into my favorite chair and flicked on the radio. It had been a long day already, collecting rock samples. I lived and worked alone in the mountains above the city, away from the rest of society. It was nice to be alone, although I had developed a tendency to talk to myself, since there was rarely anyone else around for that.

Not that I was a total hermit. I still made the descent into the city for supplies, buying groceries and other needed items. Sometimes I went down to vote, since my neural interface stopped working several years ago and I had never been bothered enough to get it fixed. Instead, I just focused on the major items, still taking part in Atlantean democracy, but only when absolutely necessary.

And sometimes I went on a trip into the city because my needs were more intimate. My dildos and vibrators only did so much for me. At a certain point, I needed a real person. I was a woman with a strong libido. I didn't see that as a bad thing. I just accepted it.

And the next song... Hold on, the announcer's voice came across the airwaves. I've just been signaled that there seems to be something happening in town. We should have more details momentarily. In the meantime, I'll leave this classic song playing while I check.

The music played, but I wasn't paying any attention to it. Something was going on down in town. Something big. I looked out the window that had a view of the city below. There was no smoke or other obvious sign of a disaster, but that meant nothing. There could be a thousand explanations for whatever was going on.

But I waited anyway, hoping to hear anything that would give me insight into what was happening. I couldn't leave my work unattended. But my interest in geology wasn't nearly as intense as my concern for human civilization.

The song played, but then when it was over, there was just... silence. Whatever it was that had happened, the person responsible for handling the radio was no longer available.

Well, shit, I mumbled to myself. Maybe I should try the television.

I hadn't turned on my television in years. It just sat there gathering dust. I wasn't someone who needed to distract myself with moving images. The radio was perfect for me. And when I got tired of listening to music or hearing other people speak, I could relax with a book. Reading was probably my true love. That and getting properly fucked.

But now I had no choice. I flicked on the TV, but instead of the usual shows playing, there was an emergency broadcast signal. There had only been two of those in my lifetime, during storms where damage occurred. It took a lot for the city to be disrupted, but I started to feel worried. Had there been some kind of attack? I didn't watch the news and my knowledge of politics was limited to the most pressing matters, but I could have easily missed something. Without my neural interface working, I was in the dark.

I was starting to get really worried, and it seemed like I might need to go down into the city to find out what was happening. If there had been an attack, there could be casualties. People might need help. Or maybe someone just screwed with the radio and television broadcasts. But it wouldn't hurt for me to investigate. I had never seen anything like this before.

I turned off the television and began to gather my things. If I was going to make a trip into the city and nothing was wrong, I didn't want to waste the drive by returning straight away. I might as well pick up supplies before returning. The fact there hadn't been an earthquake and the sky was clear made it more likely that this was all a false alarm. But even if it was, I still needed to be prepared.

It didn't take me long to get ready to leave. I put on sensible clothes for my hike down the mountain path. I didn't really need to pack my bag, since I had nothing to take down to the city with me. If there was nothing wrong, I would return with a backpack full of supplies. Living off the grid like I did, in the mountains where there were no roads, could be a pain, but I enjoyed the freedom.

When I left