Love and Giggles: A Bimbo Transformation Novella

By Sadie Thatcher

Piper is an artist, but she feels uninspired and depressed. That is until a fairy, named Glitterdust, shows up in her drawing studio with an offer. With a bit of magic, Piper can see a possible future for herself, helping to give her life meaning and something to work toward.

However, the future that Glitterdust shows Piper is one where Piper is a bimbo. It’s Valentine’s Day and a man from Piper’s past proposes to the busty blonde of the future. It’s sweet and loving. And what happens next makes Piper question everything in her life as she acts as a silent and invisible observer of her future self’s love.

When Glitterdust returns Piper to her own time, what will Piper choose? Will she go on as normal, or will the bimbo life call to her? Or could this all be an elaborate trick? Find out in Love and Giggles.

This novella is a bimbo transformation story. It is the first book in the Bimbo Future Series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sadie Thatcher
• Release date: Feb 18, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224169184

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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Love and Giggles

LOVE AND GIGGLES

A BIMBO TRANSFORMATION NOVELLA

BIMBO FUTURE

BOOK ONE

SADIE THATCHER

Copyright © 2024 by Sadie Thatcher

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All characters are 18 years of age or older.

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

About the Author

Also by Sadie Thatcher

1

W hy even bother? Piper said to herself as she sat with her head in her hands. Her elbows were on her drawing desk in front of her, a half finished commission sketch sitting before her, but she just couldn't focus. It had been days since she completed anything substantial. And those days had felt like weeks.

Piper's current piece was uninspiring. It seemed to her as if everything was uninspiring at the moment. She could not figure out what it was about this project, however, that caused her mind to rebel so fervently against completing it. The characters were fun and the setting colorful, but her passion for it was lacking.

Come on! she yelled at herself in frustration.

However, Piper knew what was at the heart of the problem. It was her. She was the problem. She was depressed. Not clinically or anything, but simply unable to find joy in life. Perhaps it was artistic burnout. Maybe she just needed some time away from all things creative to reset her mind. That would certainly make sense.

Piper leaned back in her chair and stared at the ceiling. She knew she needed to complete the project. As a freelance artist, she needed to work to eat and keep a roof over her head. She had bills to pay.

But with deadlines looming, her motivation continued to slip. What little she did manage to crank out in the morning hours felt wrong. It seemed artificial to her. Not her style at all. And yet, if she did not complete the commission, she risked not being able to pay the next month's rent.

Where does your muse go when you need her? Piper wondered aloud. Or maybe I just suck.

And then something happened. There was a bright flash of light in the center of Piper's studio. A shimmering portal appeared. It looked like a glowing hole in the air, a gateway to somewhere else. Piper could only watch as a tiny little winged figure stepped out of the portal and onto the edge of her drawing desk.

I'm going crazy, she told herself. It had to be true. After all, nothing she had just seen should have been possible. As an artist, Piper might have had her head in the clouds much of the time, but she knew she did not actually live in a fantasy world.

Hi, I'm Glitterdust, the small figure said, her voice a squeak that matched her diminutive size. How are you doing?

I'm hallucinating, Piper replied. I've finally lost my damn mind.

Glitterdust laughed. The sound of it echoed around the studio. No, silly. You're seeing things exactly as they are. I'm a fairy godmother. And you, Piper Blackwood, are my latest charge.

Piper was too dumbfounded to reply right away. Her mouth hung open in shock as her mind raced to reconcile this unexpected intrusion into her once-normal life. A fairy, a magical creature that was supposed to be nothing more than fodder for the imaginations of authors and artists alike, stood on her desk. Of all the possible explanations for Glitterdust's sudden appearance, most were implausible.

Are you here to help me with my art? Piper asked. She couldn't think of any other explanation for why a fairy might appear before her. Then again, given Glitterdust's arrival and explanation thus far, that didn't necessarily mean she was there about a creative block.

I wouldn't say that exactly, but I am here to help you reach your true potential, Glitterdust explained. Her smile, despite the pixie's tiny features and proportions, still gave the impression of something warm and friendly, especially as it radiated its warmth across the room toward Piper. This project you're working on, you don't enjoy it.

Piper nodded in reply. It wasn't so much a question as an observation. And one that Glitterdust had made in a matter of seconds.

Of course not, Glitterdust went on. But it has nothing to do with the project, does it? You're burning out. Your creative well is running dry because of something more basic. So, let me help you fix that.

Wait, Piper called out to stop Glitterdust from doing whatever it was she intended. What are you offering to do for me?

I'm going to show you the future, Glitterdust said. Her tone had a touch of excitement that had been missing before. Now she sounded giddy. Like she had gotten permission to show off. Which perhaps she had.

Before Piper could even ask another question, Glitterdust waved her wand at the wall in front of the two of them. Suddenly a mirror hung on the plain white space, like Glitterdust had put a magic poster up. But it was far more than that.

You can show me the future? Piper gasped. That was not something Piper would have thought possible. Certainly there were plenty of fantasy tales where such things happened, but magic was not something that existed in real life. Or at least, she never expected that. The evidence hanging before her eyes told her that there was probably a lot about reality she did not understand.

A future, Glitterdust corrected. "The multiverse is a vast and complex place. You might see millions of iterations of the future, but none are ever set in stone. Nothing about the future can be completely determined. All we can see