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The Brain Drain Pleasure Game
**Disclaimer:** This story contains dubcon/noncon, brain drain, mind break, physical transformation/body expansion, and bimbofication themes.
“What do we have here…?” Emma muttered, staring at her screen in a mix of abject horror and admitted curiosity. She was staring at a website that looked like it couldn’t have been made any later than the late 90s by an amateur — it was all plain text, and its entire color palette felt like something fresh off of Windows 3.1 or 95! Just completely plain and lacking.
In bold white font across the middle of the screen lay the site’s name and its basic description; both of which, the cofused redhead read with a raised brow:
***The Brain Drain Pleasure Game***
*Think you can handle intense pleasure? Do you have high sexual endurance, or maybe it’s simply that orgasm doesn’t come too easy to you? Whatever the case may be, play my game if you dare! Will you come out the other side the victor, or will you leave this website not even able to recognize what you’ve become in the mirror?*
*HEADPHONES REQUIRED*
***Play***
Emma snorted, shaking her head and leaning back in her chair. This *had* to be some kind of joke, right? This 90s-ass website really wanted her to believe that it could do something to her, as vague as its words might have been?
“Ya’know what? I’m feeling awfully curious tonight.” She spoke to her screen as though the website could her her, fishing her old mangled set of earbuds out from her desk drawer and popping them in. “Let’s see what you’ve got.” With that, Emma clicked play.
When she did, however, a new set of dialogue popped up. It appeared to be difficulty modes, and when she hovered over a given option a brief description would appear on the screen. Probably the most advanced thing on this website thus far:
**Easy:** For beginners. Pleasure will be inense but quite bearable — all side-effects are temporary, and are restricted to loss of intelligence and critical thinking skills.
**Medium:** For intermediates. Pleasure will be rather strong and hard to bear for those inexperienced. Side effects are permanent, and are limited solely to the mind. Advised to practice on Easy mode before engaging.
**Hard:** For Experts Only. Pleasure will be mind-numbing and impossible to bear, even for the most experienced. Side effects are permanent and will include both alterations to the body and mind. Over-exposure can result in complete mind wipe. **Do not play this alone.**
“Ooooh, scary.” Emma rolled her eyes — the guy who made this was at leat decent enough with his words. Whatever half-assed creepypasta this was, maybe she’d end up enjoying it! She hovered over each difficulty, logic telling her to go with easy but her disbelief leading her to click Hard.
When she did, her computer fans began to speed up to maximum, and all of a sudden the website was made fullscreen. Nothing else changed on screen, but she slowly heard a humming coming through her headphones. It sounded higher-quality than the old tinny things should have been capable of, and what’s more is it sounded like it was right in the middle of her head-
A howel pushed from Emma’s lips as she gripped the armrests of her chair with enough force to nearly break them, her eyelids fluttering as somehow, someway, her body was suddenly alight with pleasure. It wasn’t even focused anywhere sexual — rather, it felt like her entire body was one throbbing, erogenous zone!
“A-ahh… f-fuuck…!” She squealed as she came, and hard, slumping back in her chair as her body trembled and spasmed. Amidst these spasms, something began to change. Her mind faded in and out of focus, and when it finally came back she felt as though something were missing. Emma couldn’t put her finger on it, especially in her pleasure-addled haze, but something had shifted.
On the physical side, more obvious shifts occurred. Her average lips puffed and plumped until they were nearly as thick as her thumbs, her deep green eyes gaining more of a blue hue as the roots of her hair lightened up. Her modest C-cups swelled steadily until they became DD’s, and she was glad she wasnt in a bra as she groped her enlarged bust.
Her rear and thighs plumped up steadily until she sported quite the bubble butt, and finally her pale skin darkened a shade or two.
It was settling in now that this was in fact real. The problem was, though, that Emma could feel a second orgasm coming on very quickly. Before she could do anything, her body spasmed once more and she came hard in her soaked panties. It seemed like every change magnified even further, as this time when her mind came to it felt like everything around her was moving a little faster while she was a litle slower.
Her lips puffed up further, and beyond that began to look as though they were full of something rather than naturally this size. Her bust amped up another couple of cup sizes, her ass plumping out further and filling out her short shorts as her thighs widened. Her eyes became fully blue, and the blonde in her hair extended futher into it. Her skin once more shifted hue, making her look olive-toned rather than pale.
“N-no no… ohhhh~” She moaned out, finally snapping the armrests of her chairs from trying not to cum a third time. They clattered to either side of her chair and she threw her head back against the headrest, over and over in a fruitless effort to stave off the next orgasm.
Except, it wasn’t just one.
Unfortunatley for Emma, she’d held off the pleasure long enough to cause multiple orgasms to crash together. Four of them chained one after the other, and even as she had yet to finish experiencing them all she could feel herself changing.
“G-gohdda…. s-stohp it…” She struggled to speak as her vision blurred in and out from the pleasure, the blonde of her hair extending halfay through it while her skin darkened to a deep tan. Her lips plumped up so much that they took up most of her face below her nose, and they looked to be pumped full of saline. They were permanently warped into a donut-esque shape, a keyhole at the midpoint of her lips allowing saliva to ooze out from within.
Slurred moans pushed from her as her breasts steadily blimped until they rivaled watermelons in scale, surpassing her head in size and retaining all of their perk as they had a real-fake feel about them
Her thighs and ass blimped out, and were it not for the absence of her armrests they would have gotten stuck as either thigh was as thick as her waist, with her rear lifting her up several inches off of the chair.
At this rate, if she couldn’t beat the game,she really *wouldn’t* recognize herself… if she wasn’t already too far gone…
End, Part 1
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/i81t4k/fiction_brain_drain_bimbofication_big_lips_the
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