Neighborly Librarian: A Bimbo Transformation Story

By Sadie Thatcher

Rick thinks he has the perfect life with his bimbo girlfriend, Betty. He has everything he could possibly want. That is until he runs into his neighbor, Sandra, one morning while she is on her way to work at the library.

As Rick takes a nap, he dreams of Sandra, but with her now being a bimbo, just as he had with Betty before. But when he wakes, he is left wondering if his dreams have once again come true. That requires a trip to the library to see if Sandra is still the erudite neighbor or the bimbo from his dream.

Has whatever magic that made Betty into a bimbo also worked on Sandra? What kind of bimbo might she be? How might all their lives change if Sandra has joined Betty as a bimbo? Find out in Neighborly Librarian.

This bimbofication short story is 8,700 words long. It is the second book in the His Dreams Series. This book is told from the male perspective.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sadie Thatcher
• Release date: May 6, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224490349

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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Neighborly Librarian

NEIGHBORLY LIBRARIAN

A BIMBO TRANSFORMATION STORY

HIS DREAMS

BOOK TWO

SADIE THATCHER

Copyright © 2024 by Sadie Thatcher

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CONTENTS

Neighborly Librarian

About the Author

Also by Sadie Thatcher

NEIGHBORLY LIBRARIAN

Life seemed perfect. Betty was insatiable in the bedroom and outside of it. Even though I was fucking her multiple times per day, including at work, my productivity had never been higher. She was an absolute godsend. So hot, so obedient, so pliable. Betty was the perfect girlfriend in every way.

At work, she made sure to take care of all of my needs. At home, she cooked and cleaned. I didn't have to lift a finger. She served me as if I was royalty.

And she dressed the part of a housewife and girlfriend. Whenever we went out, she wore a dress to show off her tits. Inside the apartment, she only bothered with skimpy lingerie and garter belts to hold up thigh highs. And if she was feeling particularly lazy, she sometimes didn't bother wearing anything at all.

This was bliss. I was living in a fantasy world of sex and debauchery, and Betty was the catalyst for all of it. I was already planning my proposal of marriage, knowing that Betty would say yes. She agreed with whatever I wanted. I didn't even need to ask. I could have just told her that we were getting married. But I wouldn't keep her from the engagement fun. Yes, she was my bimbo to command, but she was still a woman and I knew she would want to cry and celebrate the engagement, along with taking lots of photos.

However, I was always left wondering if my perfect and magical life with Betty could be improved. It wasn't that I was left wanting. It was simply me wondering if I had peaked or not. Was this the best I could have or was there something better waiting out there for me.

Hi, Rick, my neighbor called out one morning. Her name was Sandra and while I knew almost nothing about her, I knew she worked as a librarian. She looked like a librarian, too. Brown hair, glasses, a bit on the nerdy side. But I'd always wondered just what kind of a sexual freak might be simmering under the surface.

Hey, I answered politely.

Did you and your girlfriend have a fight or something? she asked, her head tilting slightly to the right, causing her long hair to tumble. There was something in her expression that suggested she was disappointed by my relationship status.

What? I asked, confused. "Why would you think we had