Sarah checked her GPS for the third time in a minute. She had been driving down a long winding country road for over a half hour and she was starting to doubt the address that Kayla had given her.
Kayla was Sarah's best friend but she had grown less and less communicative since marrying a guy Craig who she had only been dating for a year. Sarah never liked Craig but she had tolerated him for her friend. After not hearing from Kayla for two months despite multiple messages, Sarah was considering getting the authorities involved before finally receiving an invite to the secluded home that Kayla shared with Craig.
Sarah knew that Kayla had moved somewhere rural after the wedding but had never received an address so Sarah practically lept into her car after getting the invite.
Sarah still didn't understand why Kayla was with a guy like Craig. Kayla was vibrant and ambitious and clever. Craig was a dull guy who worked a sketchy job and talked about nothing but sports and celebrities who he thought were hot.
Sarah had a theory about what had happened to Kayla in the back of her mind that she was too scared to think about actively. The possibility made Sarah's feel sick but as the large house finally came into her view when she rounded a corner her stomach sank. It was a beautiful serene-looking house but something about it communicated to Sarah that her worst fears about her friend had come true.
There wasn't a paved driveway but Sarah parked her small blue sedan in a spot on the front lawn that looked well-worn with tire tracks. She kept her eyes on the house as often as possible when she exited her car and got her bag as if the house might disappear if she looked away from it.
Sarah could see no movement through the windows but when she rang the front doorbell, the door opened immediately.
"Sarah! Ohmygod!" Kayla gasped. She flung open her arms.
Sarah's heart sunk. It was her worst fear. Kayla was now a Bimbo.
Kayla's olive-shaped green eyes and beautiful freckles were the same as was her height of 5'2 as well as her cute button nose and delicate lips but that is where Sarah's recognition of her friend stopped.
Instead of a fit trim athletic body, Kayla had wide hips, a tiny waist, and an enormous bust. Her curves were squeezed into a tight full length black bodysuit with a pink apron on top.
"I've missed you soooo much!" Kayla purred. She shuffled forward and pulled Sarah into a tight hug. Sarah couldn't help but tighten up to feel her friend's new huge breasts crush against her own flat chest. Kayla gave amazing hugs but it just didn't feel like Kayla anymore.
"I've missed you too," Sarah whispered sadly and then decided to hug her friend back. It wasn't Kayla's fault. There was no need to be cold with her.
"So?" Kayla asked after she stepped back from the hug. She motioned down to her own body. "What do you think? Don't I look fantastic?"
Sarah swallowed and thought carefully. She remembered all the long conversations the pair had shared together when the Bimbo craze first became mainstream. They had seen some of their other friends give into the admittedly alluring talking points that were passed around. Bimbos were more happy. Bimbos didn't have nearly as many responsibilities, even if they still worked. There was peace and purpose in submission.
But both Sarah and Kayla had admitted their temptations to each other and had decided that they ultimately wanted to remain themselves.
So to see Kayla as a fully fledged traditional blonde Bimbo made Sarah feel wild with panic. Pink Industries - the only company with Bimbofication technology - constantly hammered on their talking points about how there was no way to be Bimbofied without consent but Sarah just couldn't imagine that Kayla would have made such a decision for herself.
"You look amazing," Sarah said and forced a smile. As twisted as Sarah felt inside she knew that Kayla didn't deserve anything but kindness. It was Craig who deserved her ire.
"Right?" Kayla giggled. She turned back and forth, making sure to make more movement than necessary so that her enormous breasts bounced heavily the entire time.
"I'm so glad you finally invited me up," Sarah said. "I really missed you. I'm a little surprised it took so long!"
"I feel so badly about that," Kayla pouted. "But I hadta make sure I was properly Turned and still knew how to do all of my wifely duties before I could entertain! You understand."
Sarah certainly did not understand but she just forced another smile.
"So where is your lucky hubby anyway?" Sarah asked.
"He's out doing a little shopping," Kayla explained. "He's been so excited for your visit as well!"
"I'm sure he has been," Sarah said. She looked at her smiling friend and did her best to hold back tears. She felt like a failure for allowing it to happen but she needed to keep her focus. She would be letting Craig win if she blamed herself.
"Let me show you to your room," Kayla said.
"Oh I thought we could maybe share a bed like we used to back in your old apartment," Sarah said.
"Oh I'm sorry," Kayla said. "I need to sleep with my husband."
"Right," said Sarah. She followed Kayla deeper into the large house with her roller bag in tow. "But it's just that I'm going to see you so rarely now that you've moved out here and it's just for a few days. Can't you make an exception?"
"I would be a very bad Bimbo and a very bad wife if I left my husband alone all night," Kayla said. Sarah winced to hear her best friend refer to herself as a Bimbo. Despite the physical evidence staring Sarah in the face she was still in denial.
"Of course," Sarah said.
Kayla led her friend down a spiral staircase and then down another hallway.
"This place is enormous," Sarah said. "And there are more rooms and hallways than I expected. I might need a map!"
"Craig can decide if you need one," Kayla replied. Sarah had been joking and so Kayla's answer made a shiver run down her spine.
"Here you go!" Kayla said and opened up a nondescript door in a hallway full of identical-looking doors.
"Thanks," Sarah said. A cynical part of her felt like there would be a cage inside the door but it was a surprisingly cozy and well-furnished guest room.
"Don't get too comfy," Kayla said when Sarah sat down on her bed. "Follow me back to the kitchen, I'm going to make you a snack!"
Sarah was grateful to have a guide to lead her back upstairs to the main floor of the house that was far more open and far less confusing. The kitchen was enormous and there were pink accessories and cooking tools everywhere.
"This is kinda like my domain," Kayla said with a giggle. "Craig lets me make every meal for him. Isn't that so nice?"
"He's a real gentleman," Sarah said. If Sarah could wrestle one dry positive from the fact that her best friend had been turned into a Bimbo, it was the fact that she didn't have to disguise her tone. Bimbos were notoriously terrible at picking up on sarcasm or condescending comments.
"Oh I know!" Kayla breathed. "I don't even remember the last time I went so long without seeing him!"
"So, um..." Sarah started. She shuffled nervously. "What made you decide to become a Bimbo?"
Kayla turned away from the counter where she was preparing some simple food and tilted her head to look at Sarah. She opened her mouth to reply but she couldn't get out as much as a syllable before Craig strode into the kitchen.
"It surprised me too!" Craig said.
"Babyyy!" Kayla cooed. She dropped what she was doing and ran to her husband. She threw herself at him and gripped him in a tight hug. Craig looked over Kayla's shoulder into Sarah's eyes and gave her a shit-eating grin.
"Oh it was her idea?" Sarah asked. She didn't hide the vitriol in her voice.
"She told me that she was embarrassed by how bad she was at simple wifely duties," Craig said. "She hated laundry, never cooked, and couldn't bring herself to serve me beer while I watched the game. She said that if she became a Bimbo, then all those problems would be solved!"
Sarah trembled in anger. Craig knew as well as she did that Kayla would never, ever make a decision like that and especially not for those reasons.
"And were those problems solved, baby?" Kayla moaned. She rubbed her hands up and down Craig's sides and looked at him with complete adoration.
"They're getting better," Craig said and then pushed his gorgeous buxom wife away from him so that he could sit down in a chair opposite Sarah.
