I want to turn this into a series. This is part one which I’ve written over 2 days.
Please enjoy.
This is setting the scene, so no real smut yet. But if there is interest I’ll write a part 2 where I plan to really start transforming her.
The bimbofication of Tara:
Meet Tara, she is/was a 20 year old girl, she wasn’t the brightest, barely managing to make ends meet and still living in her moms attic.
Tara was looking for a job one afternoon. When she found the position of housekeeper for a wealthy couple, she immediately emailed them and soon got a reply. Although didn’t understand why the pay was so high for a simple housekeeper position.
Setting up a meeting for the next day, the Monday.
She went to got ready for bed that night, pulling down her small daisy dukes over her fairly skinny legs, and removing the very conservative pair of panties she had on. Then proceeded to take off the tank top she wore, she did not really have a need for a bra as she was only a tight B-cup. Tara always wished she could have bigger tits, although they were perky and very sensitive, she could cum by just having them stimulated. Which she did that night.
Climbing into her bed, naked as she always slept in the nude. She started to absent mindedly rub her nipples, soon they were hard and she had shallow breaths as soon an intense irgasm washed over her.
Tara was a very petite girl, at just about 5ft tall and very skinny, she still wore a child’s clothing size.
Now very pleased she began running her hands up and down her thighs, just brushing her outer labia when she reached the top. Her long nails tracing words out on her inner thigh. Making her shudder and have shaky breaths. Tara was a small happy girl this night. But she needed sleep as tomorrow could possibly be the beginning of a good career.
When Tara woke at 6 with her alarm, she immediately jumped up, her small titties only giving a small wobble. Wanting to make a good impression she quickly had a shower, and while in the shower her mother shouted, “good luck at the job interview, I’ll be home late” and she was off. It was only 7 by the time her mother left, and now that Tara had the house to herself. She got out the shower and just dabbing her body dry, gasping when touching her tiny-tits and nipples. Just wrapping the towel around her lithe body she headed to the kitchen to make tea and grab a slice of toast.
While she was there, the towel around her fell off and she started grinding her little pussy against the corner of the counter. Back and forth she humped the cold marble counter until she came and was shaking.
She quickly ran upstairs and slipped a fancy light blue summer dress over her smooth, skinny 20 year old frame, not even bothering with underwear or a bra.
Then Tara left to the address she was given.
On arrival at one of the biggest houses in the most up market neighborhood. Her jaw hit the floor as she walked up to the entrance.
It had a doorbell but also a large brass knocker that only rich people had, she would’ve loved to live here. The place was huge.
Knocking 3 times and standing back, about to ring the doorbell like a normal person, when the door opened. In front of Tara stood a handsome man in his mid 50’s with salt and pepper hair. He was so handsome.
He smiled when he saw Tara and without even asking anything he said, “you’re here fur the housekeeping, please come in”, and at that she followed him indoors.
Once they were standing in front of a long sweeping staircase, Tara noticed the man’s wife at the top. She was in about her early to mid 30’s, a good 15-20 years his junior. She smiled and said, “hi sweety, you must be here for the housekeeping position” to which this gorgeous woman with blonde hair down to her mid back, she wore a dress that flowed over her wide hips and over her firm, obviously altered breasts.
“can we take her on a tour, hun”, “of course stace” was the short interaction between the man the woman.
“follow Stace” the man told Tara, Tara walked up the stairs as Stacey turned around ready to show Tara the house.
Tara and Stacey went over the whole big house, all in it was about a full hour iif showing the rooms.
There were sitting rooms, 2 kitchens, 8 bathrooms and 12 rooms throughout the 3 storeys. The best was one room was just for Stacey’s old clothes, a whole room. Stacey said to Tara, “I’m not using any of this so if you fit into it, you can have it.
Tara was ecstatic, she needed new clothes.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/igcwyo/the_bimbofication_of_tara_part_one