This is my first story so hopefully it won't be too bad. I'm hoping to write some extreme mind break and body modification stories later on but first I'll start with a simple bimbofication inspired story.
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Geeky Carley finds a new unused diary. It begins to change her but she realises too late.
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I wrote my name nearly along the dotted line "Carley Nelson". I smiled to myself as I ran my hand over my new diary. It had been my 19th birthday recently and I had found this strange new diary so I took it as a lucky birthday present.
I started to write my first entry.
"Today it was my first year in college. My lectures were easy and the girl next to me Georgina I think, was trying to copy my notes again and the teacher got cross with me!"
I stopped writing closing my new diary and took off my glasses, Rubbing my freckled face. I removed my black wiry hair out of its pony tail and sat back on my desk chair as I rubbed my pale bare feet together thinking.
I picked up the diary it was very strange. Interwoven fabric and thick high quality paper. Id found it out on the roadside and it had been completely untouched. Somebody must have lost it just after buying it.
It was very beautiful with a velvet feel, with purple and blue watercolours on the fabric cover.
I really wanted to finish my first entry in the diary and it was such a joy to write in, but I was so tired. I yawned thinking of my bed and besides I couldn't stay up too late as I had school tomorrow.
Getting up I undressed quickly into my soft pyjamas and got into bed. I was sad as I didn't really have any friends and I never really go out much, also most other people didn't like me because I was socially awkward and didn't get on with others.
I was self conscious because I was stereotypically quite geeky. With my glasses and freckles and flat chest but I was good at school which only made the other girls want to know me only so I could do their work.
I was sad I just wanted things to be different.
Pulling the bed covers up I turned over to go to sleep wishing for the dark bliss of unconsciousness.
I had strange dreams. Of the slutty 'popular' girls in my school taking about sexual things and other embarrassing things. Booming voices in my head. It was nightmarish.
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I woke in the morning flustered. I felt wetness between my legs. I shut my eyes I hated when that happened.
Putting on my small bra over my mostly flat chest. Slipping on a skirt and tights with a white top and placing my glasses on my freckled face I went down stairs to have breakfast then left for school just after finishing my toast.
As I walked to school I ignored everybody else and just thought of my new book and what exciting things I would learn in lessons. Ignoring the fact as I walked passed a group of girls in my year they stopped talking and waited for me to pass them.
I got to school early as I always did and then I went straight to the room my class was in. Sitting down in my chair at the front of the room. I got out my new diary running my hand over it half remembering my dreams from the night before. I felt the tingling wetness like in the morning. I shifted uncomfortably as the teacher Mr Hurly came in as he walked passed saying good morning I felt strange that sensation between my legs. I shut my eyes stammering back a reply as I felt my freckled cheeks flushed.
All through the biology lesson I kept getting distracted by the warm wet feeling between my legs. All through the day when I passed Boys and teachers alike I felt something like a tingling.
I started feeling faint by the time I got back home.
I collapsed on my bed feeling the sensation again. It raged through me I had to touch it I thought, as I started to lose myself. My fingers stroked my sodden vagina as my hand reached down my tights. The tingling intensified as I pushed my glasses off my face and slid my fingers into myself moaning and writhing. I curved my fingers rubbing my soaking insides. The pleasure peaked as I crammed a third finger into the tight wet space between my legs.
I moved my hand away breathing heavily thoroughly disgusted at what I'd done. I ran to the shower stripping off my clothes. I stooped there under the boiling hot water as it made my skin red. I scrubbed hard and tried to think of something else.
I wrote many things in my diary anything that came to mind. I became tired as I poured my thoughts into the book. I lay on my bed holding the book as I drifted off to sleep having more of the same strange dreams from the night before.
Again I awoke the following morning flustered and uncomfortable. I carried out my usual routine. I started to get dressed clipping my bra together spinning it round to pull over my small breasts. But I found that it was too tight. I stopped looking down at myself and tried to put my bra on. It was too tight I couldn't. I sighed I removed it putting it back into the drawer. I put on my usual thin top and skirt with tights. But I added another jumper to hide the fact I wasn't wearing a bra. I'd just have to buy a new one later after school or before if I left now.
Then I thought what was the time. It was 9:00 I was going to be late!! I had never been late. I hurried out of the house half running down the road towards school.
I was panting heavily as I made it through the gates and into the class room a few minutes later. Most of the class was there I acted normally and sat in my usual seat at the front. Trying to focus on my work but I was distracted staring at my biology teachers crotch. I thought about his.. His penis. I felt heat flush again and the tingle between my legs which was getting too familiar. I struggled through double biology and then history.
After that all I had was free periods. I would usually study in the school library but I thought going home would be better as I wasn't feeling myself and buy a new bra on the way.
I walked along the main street passing shops thinking how strange it all was all these changes to me in the last day and a bit. I bought a larger bra one size bigger than what I usually was and one larger than that just in case.
When I got home after buying a sandwich from the supermarket I though there wasn't any point in trying them on just yet so I just studied in my room. Mainly biology and some history. I was bored I'd been at it for awhile. I got out my diary and started writing deep in thought about my day. I zoned out still writing unconsciously.