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The Bimbo Countdown (Cheesecake&Lord Dakol)

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In the basement of an unknown building; two warring women were about to be woken from their slumber. They sat in a pair of wooden chairs that had been turned round to face one another. Their ankles were bound to the front legs of the chair, while their hands were cuffed behind the back. In their mouths; a jaw-stretching rubber ball, with two straps at either side that joined behind their heads. It would keep them quiet for the next while.
Yekaterina Zoya Kuprienkova (most people preferred Katya, as it was less of a tongue twister) and Marianne Isabella St. Germain were enemies, frequently clashing during various missions. Their last little fight ended with the pair being knocked out and tied up, which is where we are currently at.

Katya’s Russian origins were obvious by her name, while Marianne’s allegiance was to the northern French countrysides where she’d spent her childhood. Communicating with each other was not a problem, as Katya and Marianne knew many of the world’s popular languages. Both women also wore the usual catsuit cliche that most spies wore, the tightness of the black material hugging and showing off the contours of their rather buxom bodies; neither spy was a size 0 model, though their full figures were simply wonderful to watch.

Their peaceful sleep was interrupted. Something inside was rumbling, a gentle buzz between their legs. Katya opened her eyes almost in sync with Marianne, and both women gave each other a stupid-sounding grunt at what the other looked like. The usual squirming, and then the realisation; there was a vibrator between their legs...

...and someone else was in the room.
 
He had waited quite some time. The two ladies were always a pain in his ass, and many a time did he have the chance to kill them, especially now. But he never did. No, instead, the man wanted what they had to offer him; themselves.

It always confused him; why would they be outfitted in something that was obviously meant to arouse the bodies of both men and women alike, and not use it to their potential? It angered him considerably. Now, he would have the chance to fully break them and make them his.

A while earlier, he had been able to intervene on their latest catfight and thus knock them out for the time being. They were tough ladies; they would be fine. So, he meticulously strapped them to chairs that faced each other, with enough space for him to stand in and do what he needed. After he had done so, he took his time and gagged them before inserting two thick vibrators into their wonderful and delicious-looking cunts, and partly hid himself from view in the shadows.

Finally, he had started up the toys, jolting them awake to take in their surroudings. What they didn't know was the vibrators were doing something else... secreting a liquid. "Heh... rise and shine, girls..." Aurek Czarny said calmly, smirking in the darkness.
 
Marianne squealed in to the ball gag as the vibrator got noticeably stronger, while the Russian woman in front of her gave a similar reaction to the pleasurable sensations. What the hell was going on here?! Tied up... but a vibrator inside of them?! What kind of sick person would do...
The voice caused them to flick their heads over to the origin of the noise. Aurek. "Mmmmph! Mmm... ummmph!" Grunted Marianne, what she was wanting to say was completely lost in the gag translation. Of course it had to be him, who else would be able to knock them out and do this to them?

Katya stayed quiet just now, except for the low whispering moans in response to the vibrator. She wasn't going to embarrass herself like her French counterpart, who continued to mutter angrily at their captor with stupid sounds.
 
Aurek smiled in satisfaction as both of them squealed out in pleasure. So far so good. "Having fun, Marianne? I know you are. Look at you," he said, standing to move into the light.

Aurek stood at a tall 6'7" and had a 180 pound frame, made of thick muscle that meant he was made for the job he was assigned to. He had short black hair and piercing gray eyes as he watched, admiring them as she struggled. Katya, however, was staying quiet. "Something wrong?" he asked, and turned up the strength on her vibrator. He wasn't going to tell them about the serum just yet. No, it would be funner to see how long they could last without him spilling the secret.

Then, as if on cue, he noticed that their suits began to stretch and squeeze as their breasts slowly got larger, their nipples poking visibly through the tight material.
 
Once again, Marianne mouthed off to Aurek. Obviously it hadn't occurred to her that he was probably getting 'off' of her trying to shout at him through the gag, as it only added to her current state of helplessness. However, the vibrator was taking it's toll on her. The Frenchwoman particularly despised him, although so did Katya.

"Ummmm!!" Groaned Katya, as the vibrator's power was increased. Her crotch was now almost dancing in the seat, her wide hips rolling in rhythm with the sex toy inside of her. Her body didn't seem to care if she didn't like what was happening, or that her rivals were watching her.

Then something else happened. Her chest; it was growing! The already skin-tight catsuit was stretching for her expanding pair of breasts... her eyes looked to Aurek with shock... what was happening to them?!
 
Aurek smirked, his confident eyes upon Marianne as she attempted to curse at him, but only helped in letting him see just how vulnerable she was. For the longest time, Aurek had the greatest urge to fuck their brains out: he was even close doing so back in Italy. But theymanaged to escape. Not this time. He had taken care to remove any tracking devices that lingered on their person, which meant he searched every square inch of them, an act he enjoyed while they were out.

Aurek bit his lip gently, watching as Katya yelped in surprise from the sudden energy of her vibrator, and the tiny fact that her breasts were enlarging, and knew her ass would soon follow.

"Oh, confused? Don't worry, it will become clear . . . in time," he answered, a mysterious smirk on his lips. "I will say this, however: the more you get turned on, the faster you will become more . . . shall we say, compliant?"

Then, with a flick of his thumb, Marianne's vibrator became more fierce, digging it's way into her juicy pussy. Then, her breasts began to enlarge, too, and more of the ladies' fluids streamed out from their cunts.
 
Neither Marianne nor Katya knew what he was talking about. The more they got turned on, the faster they became compliant? What did that mean? Marianne's eyelids slammed shut as the vibrations in her own crotch became stronger, shuddering as her sensitive pussy dampened to the wonderful feeling of the toy. It didn't take long for both of their crotches (there was a small zip which gave easy and quick access) to be soaking wet. Katya had came, she screamed in to the gag in shame, yet there was no sign of the vibrator being removed. And her breasts...!

They were huge! They must have grown to... a J-cup, at least! And Marianne's weren't far behind. They were so heavy... so big... and suddenly her ass began to follow suit. The sound of stretching fabric, straining under her filling figure. And still, it did not burst. But there was no way she'd get her catsuit back on if it was taken off. "Ooooppp!" She mumbled.
 
The male spy watched as Marianne attempted to resist the vibrator that was shoved inside her not so long ago. Aurek released a wide Cheshire grin upon his lips as they tried to figure out what he meant. He would have to spell it out to them. But before he did so, he watched the spectacle of making a fool out of themselves. A stiff, hard bulge formed in Aurek's pants, getting turned on by their wet moans and squirms, though the fact that they were shockedby their enlarging bodies helped, too.

"Hmph, you two really are idiots. Fine, I'll explain. Both of you are currenyly playing a game. Inside of your cunts are two ver special vibrators," Aurek began, "As you get more aroused, the toys secrete a serum that slowly turns you into stupid, cock-craving sluts. And - heh, this is the best part - each time you cum, the process quickens. So, who will be the first to be wanting my cock? Oh well, it doesn't matter; both of you will lose. Let's call this . . . the Bimbo Countdown."

Aurek laughed excitedly, and turned the vibrators up a notch. Moving in behind Katya, he slid his hands over her gigantic breasts, squeezing the hard nipples tightly, twisting and pullng at them. His right hand slid down further and brushed his fingers over her throbbing clit, rubbing it teasingly.
 
Marianne wouldn't have believed it, she would have brushed the threat off as if it were empty. But that wasn't the case, because right in front of her eyes: Katya's figure was turning in to a ridiculous caricature of a female body. And so was her's! The small-sized catsuit that she usually wore on missions was now hindering her ability to breathe as well as she would like, and adding to that the humiliation of being forced to orgasm using a sex toy? There was no doubt that the Frenchwoman's face had never been as crimson as this.
Orgasm. It was her first. And it kicked her backside expansion in to motion. Her thighs too. She was now pleading with her captor using her emerald-shaded eyes, prepared to do anything to get out of the current situation. This just couldn't be happening!

A second orgasm for Katya. Already, her mind was going. She couldn't think straight, not with the buzzing. And her groaning told that very story, her body begging her for more, the noises she made behind the gag no longer protesting or begging in the same way Marianne was. The Russian girl's eyes fluttered as Aurek played with her nipples, helping to take away some of the stress of the massive breasts.
 
As he played with Katya's breasts and clit, he looked towards Marianne when she attempted to beg him. "Do you want to be released, Mary? Soon, very soon. You'll get your turn," he answered. He watched as she orgasmed, and leaned in to kiss and nibble at Katya's neck.

"Good girl . . . you must really want a nice, hard cock..." Aurek moaned, then slid a hand to the zipper of her neck, and steadily pulled it down just enough to show her bountiful cleavage.
 
When he asked Marianne if she wanted to be released, the woman didn't know why she even bothered to give him the satisfaction of nodding her head. She shook it almost madly, as if that was going to do anything. He was only going to release them when he wanted to, and even though he said 'very soon', that could have meant absolutely anything. Looking back over at the Russian spy, Marianne watched as the smart woman that she had once fought against now slowly melting in to bimbo mush, her breasts and backside now comical. She wasn't going to turn in to that, was she?!

Katya's head betrayed her, and nodded when he said she must have wanted a nice, hard cock. The 'mmphed' in to the gag to suggest that she did, tilting her head back to try and look at her captor. Suddenly, she felt the sensation of milk beginning to leak from her nipples, causing damp patches to form on her catsuit... her breasts must have been loaded with milk because of the poison..
 
"Hahaha..." Aurek laughed in a low tone; Katya was coming along well. Much easier than Marianne was. But that just meant that Marianne was going to be more fun when she succumbed to the serum.

His eyes glided down to Katya's nipples, and watched as she began to produce milk, her outfit becoming soaked and the white liquid collecting between her cleavage. Seeing that nod from Katya, Aurek slid a hand down and tested his erection; yep, it was ready. "Okay, then," he said, giving her nipples one last rough squeeze, squirting her milk out to soak the rest of her outfit. Moving around to her front, he pulled the front zipper down, allowing her gigantic breasts to spill out, her nipples extremely hard and extreme, her flesh glistening with milk. He then undid the restraints on her chair for a moment before tying them behind her back before pulling her forward and taking out her gag, Katya's body on the floor and her ankles still tied to the chair.

Aurek slowly undid the button and zipper on his pants, taking his time to expose the large erection that was only hidden in his boxers. He leaned back to grab Marianne's legs, pulling her a bit off the chair just enough for her puckered rosebud to be exposed. Looking back at Katya, he pulled his boxers down, revealing the stiff, quivering cock before her lips. "Make me cum, slut," he ordered the Russian woman, then leaned his head back and ran his tongue along the rim of Marianne's ass, teasing the tight opening.
 
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