The Bimbo Artist

By ZEDD

Salina, a young witch on the brink of entering her coven, is facing a pivotal moment in her relationship. She invites her boyfriend, Henry, to take their relationship to the next level and meet her aunt. Devastatingly, Henry isn't ready to commit and refuses her offer. Fueled by frustration and a desire to prove herself, Salina casts her first spell, intending to secure her place within the coveted coven. Her spell targets a misogynistic individual who degrades women on a website for Bimbos. As Salina's magic takes hold, Henry finds himself ensnared in an unexpected twist of fate. Unbeknownst to Salina, Henry harbors a secret: he creates the controversial online content that her spell targeted. When a cryptic message threatens a supernatural attack, Henry must confront the consequences of his actions and the true nature of his relationship with Salina.
Caught in the crosscurrents of love, magic, and self-discovery, Salina and Henry must navigate a treacherous path fraught with deception and danger. With Salina's aunt entering the fray and Henry's roommate, Jay, unwittingly drawn into the chaos, the stage is set for a thrilling tale of redemption and transformation. Will love triumph over adversity, or will the shadows of dishonesty and fear tear them apart?

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Mar 11, 2024
• ISBN: 9798350947021

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Chapter 1 Henry’s Story

Henry yawned once and stretched, reaching well past the recliner’s cushions as he did so, his tall, lanky frame popping and easing into a more comfortable position. The work for his communications class finished, he smiled as he spun the recliner around to his computer station.

It was an envious setup he had in his room, enabling him to do just about anything he wanted or needed for college or gaming.

After classes at the college he usually spent a few hours doing some computer art and submitting it to his online account where a growing following had discovered his work. He’d written stories, done some captions and then some fetish art, but lately he’d gotten into something else. computer art wasn’t always what he’d done, but for the last four years or so he’d discovered

something about himself that occupied him far more than anything else in his world ever had.

Bimbo renderings.

Henry was always asking himself questions, being truly involved with his own mind and how he  could fit into the world he found himself in. Introverted and sarcastic to a degree, he had only two real friendships at the moment. One was his girlfriend, Salina Mancini, a curvy little Italian girl with dark hair and a nice butt who shared his interests in anime, movies, comics and fast food. The second was his buddy Jay Moore who he’d met in tenth grade when they were assigned to sit together. He’d struck up a real friendship with the would be jock which had lasted several years now, and who was incidentally majoring in the same classes as him. Not only that, but they ended up sharing the same dorm room, too.

About the only thing that set the two apart was as tall and lanky as Henry was, Jay was muscular and toned, a product of constantly being involved in sports. As a result, Jay was more outgoing and smoother with the ladies, often finding a girlfriend to spend time with. Even though he seemed to be fitting into the world easier than Henry was, Jay always found time to do things

with him. One thing they shared an interest in was anime. Just last night they stayed up watching an anime movie and commenting all through it.

As much as Jay tried to stay friends with Henry, he was always being pulled away by his growing successes, either in sports or academics, as being popular always opens doors for those who aren’t afraid to explore the world.

And Henry, try as he might could feel the world pulling away from him.It wasn’t because he was lazy. On the contrary, he was studious and attentive and made good grades. His teachers liked him, and he didn’t have anyone that didn’t dislike him. If he was

honest with himself, and he always tried to be, he was distracted, which sometimes came across as being procrastinate.

He knew precisely when his life changed, too. It was in high school when he read a story about a boy who had woken up with a vagina. It had intrigued and fueled an interest he hadn’t known he had, causing him to seek out other forms of content. He had uncovered a whole world of transformation and it thrilled him. He had read story after story of small transformations, leading into full body transformations, and finally into male to female transformations. From there his interests had led him into sexy changes where either a girl changed into a sexier girl, or a boy had changed into a girl. Then the boy had to change into a sexy girl.

Then in his senior year he ran into Candy Strokes.

Candy was instantly a source of constant masturbation for poor Henry, what with having the biggest boobs in high school. She was short, too, barely 5’ tall, with long blonde hair and a nice butt. He was just smooth enough then to have a short relationship with her before his immaturity had ruined everything. It had started when he asked her to dress a certain way for him on their third date. Makeup, with bright red lipstick, a revealing blouse and short skirt, and the tallest heels she could find. He even offered to pay for the heels. The final blow came when he asked her during a bit of necking if she could talk like a bimbo. Of course, any fool could have seen him being dropped by her. She was unforgettable though.

As his interests in anime, boobs and transformations matured, he realized Candy was the closest thing he’d ever see in real life that mirrored his own fetishes. It would be a couple years before he realized that what he desired in a girl was just that. A fetish of his own desires. He knew that what he wanted in this world was a woman who looked like the girls in anime, or the boys who transformed into girls. Sexy girls with big breasts and long blonde hair. In a word … bimbos.

The ending with Candy had subtly changed him in a way he wouldn’t understand for another couple years. It taught him he was mainly interested in a stereotypical type of woman that wouldn’t be interested in him. Bimbos.

But bimbos of the caliber he wanted only existed in stories and animation! The true bimbo, or pure’ bimbo as he tagged it, was one who was fantastically built beyond reason, with huge, out thrust boobs, long, wavy blonde hair that curled and flowed like sex to the top of a big, curvy, bubble butt that made men hard just looking at. Big eyes, big lips and big desires that were

barely contained in a sexy, almost otherworldly package that mother nature could not create. Also possessing a voice that demonstrated a carnal need, soft and high, yet showed a vapid brain. Either by magic or surgery, he wanted someone who was transformed into his ideal bimbo, against his or her will, and was eager to fulfill all his selfish desires. What truly interested him was the boy who inexplicably transformed into a sexy, huge boobed, bimbo.

The wild truth of what he’d discovered about himself was just that. He wanted to be transformed that way! HE wanted to be the bimbo!

When he realized just what he truly was desiring, he had to step back and think about it. There was no denying it. He accepted that part of him. But what he wanted to understand was why he wanted it so badly.

Why he was interested in bimbos to start with he couldn’t understand. He was always asking himself questions like that, trying to understand his own mind better than most could understand theirs, but answers never came his way. Was he trans? He knew he wasn’t gay, but his desire to become a bimbo was strange. He knew it was strange! He knew he could never have a successful

relationship with a real girl until he satisfied this desire within him.

So, he spent all his time reading, watching, and creating content about bimbos. He’d created an online account under the title of ‘BimboBrat,’ with a 3d rendering of his ideal bimbo he had named Hailey, which he’d spent hours upon hours getting perfect. He was both surprised and pleased to know there were others out there who liked what he did, and was as interested in

bimbos as he was, which had only fueled his passion even more.

He’d lost count of the hours he’d fantasized becoming Hailey for real.

His latest creation, Zoe, had been uploaded last night. He was interested in checking in to see what kind of reaction it was getting with the online crowd. He saw it had several hundred hits already, and it was only eight in the morning, which was an excellent sign that it was going to be very popular. That was very good, he thought, and was heart whelming as well, but he’d check it again after school today and see where it would hit then.

In the meantime, he needed to get to school, and fast. Grabbing his books and the work he’d finished late last night, he scrambled out the door and darted across campus. He knew he’d see Jay there, since they took the same major, and was interested in hearing his latest accomplishments, both on the field and in whoever’s bedroom he was in last night.

On the way there he saw his girlfriend, Salina. Normally he’d be happy to see her as her cuteness and interests were always uplifting in a world gone drab. But this morning he was in a hurry.

Hi, Henry! She called from across the grass. She was actually heading in the opposite direction as he was, which he was grateful for, so paused long enough to wave back.

Hi, Salina! He called back only slowing his stride slightly.

Henry, I wanted to talk to you! She called again as she hastened to him. He had no choice now and stopped, watching as she came closer, appreciating how her cute breasts bounced under the sweater she wore, or how her jeans seemed to be painted on her full thighs and rounded hips. Her thick, dark hair flowed behind her as she came up to him, her habit of biting her plump lower lip obvious.

He already knew she wanted to talk about their relationship! He knew better than anyone how to read her expressions and habits, and biting her lower lip meant she was nervous and anxious! Plus, she’d been dropping hints about it all week. He mentally braced himself for whatever question she was going to ask.

Hi, Salina. He said again as she came up close to him. So close that the scent of strawberries reached his nose. Her smiling face almost glowed as she looked up at his tall frame, and he was again struck by her almost overpowering cuteness.

Henry. She began. I was wondering if you’d like to come over for dinner tomorrow night and meet my aunt. Her face showed her eagerness for him to say yes!

He knew right away what meeting her aunt meant in their relationship, too! He knew she didn’t have a mother, her aunt having filled that position years ago. She wanted to go to the next level! She wanted more out of their relationship! She wanted to get MARRIED!

He coughed then, a nervous reaction, and tried not meeting her gaze, choosing to look anywhere else but her piercing brown eyes or those full lips.

Uh, geez, Salina. I don’t know … he trailed off as he couldn’t think of anything else to say right then. He definitely didn’t want to meet anybody, especially if it meant making their relationship even more serious than what it already was!

Meeting your mom, er, aunt. that’s … making things … geez, Salina. I don’t want that. I really don’t. Look, He took a breath and expelled it out loudly, looking at the communications building he needed to be at. I gotta go. Let’s just forget about meeting your aunt. Okay? I just like to have fun with you … and stuff. Not meet your aunt. He knew he was brushing her off. He could see the hurt in her eyes, but turned away and ran instead. He couldn’t deal with stuff like that right now!

He really liked Salina.