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Bimbo Challenge (Cheesecake&Cevl)

Cheesecake

Cheesecake

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May 17, 2011
Her name was once Michelle, but now she answered to anything her owner wished to call her. A puppy. That's what she was. A sex slave forced to walk on all fours - or more precisely, her elbows and knees. Her arms and legs had been folded in to a tight rubber suit which covered everything except her face and a small opening in her crotch.
She had come to give her master some good news, that the three woman in his basement - April Matthews (his thirty-five year old former boss), Amanda Stokes (an ex-girlfriend-turned-whore who cheated on him with multiple guys) and Roxanne Knox (who was a complete bitch to him during high school) were awake.

However, because of the ball gag in her mouth, all she could do was grunt and 'mmmph' in to the gag (although she knew that making sounds was frowned upon, and usually got her spanked). Ignoring that, she continued her pathetic attempts to speak, looking up at the man who towered above her tiny height.
 
Jason smiled as he saw the slave walk into his room, a gag stuffed in her mouth, and a vibrator under her suit in her ass, and a bigger one in her cunt. He smiled, knowing the women would see some odd changes made to their bodies, giving them some better proportions, at least in his sight. He nodded when the girl grunted, knowing what the reason for this was, there would be no other reason that she´d defy his usual 'No sounds' Rule except for something important, which this was.

"Good girl." He said. He then sat on her back, "I'm not interested in walking now, so bring me" If she'd fall because of this, it wouldn't be too far down, because of her big, firm breasts, breaking the fall.
 
Michelle nodded, but grunted some more when Jason sat on her back. Even after having done this many times before, she still struggled with his weight. The walk was slow, and her legs and arms buckled many times yet she managed to stop herself from falling - which to her was a definite improvement.

Eventually she arrived at the destination, thankful that it meant her master would be getting off of her now. And she hoped that he would allow her to return to her 'bed' without having to do anything else.
In the room - April was the first to wake up. As her eyes began to open and her senses came back to her, she suddenly jerked up to her feet when she realised who was in front of her. She hadn't quite realised what had happened to her body. Just yet. "You!"
 
Jason smiled, enjoying the ride, spanking the womans ass when he thought she was going to slow. Maybe his new pet would be stronger. He wondered if he'd keep this one or use her in one of his experiments, only time would tell.

When they got to their destination Jason didn't get off her, she was pretty comfortable to sit on, and would show what would become of the women infront of them.
"You!" He mimiced the woman infront of him, her hands bound behind her back and to the chair, which´d either cause her to be unable to get up, or fall over. "I have a name, you know." He said, his eyes glimmering with something, sadism? Joy?
 
Realising that he wasn't going to get off of her, Michelle closed her eyes and felt her limbs begin to shake. Oh no - she couldn't drop Jason or he'd kill her!

Everything was finally coming to April. Her chair lost it's balance, and she felt to the floor with a thud. She was now at a height where she could properly see the... thing he was sitting on. It was a woman! Covered in... a weird rubber suit! Finally, she also realised what had happened to her body. "What have you done to me!?" She shouted, refusing to call him by his name. "My breasts... they're huge!"
 
Jason felt Michelle tremble slightly under him, knowing that she wouldn't fall until she would be completely incapable of holding him.

He looked down at her with a smile, knowing she had seen the woman under him, then making the connection between his pup and her own body. She herself was still wearing her own clothes, stretched the most they could, at some parts even starting to rip. He softly clapped. "You've got a good view." he said sarcastically.
 
It didn't take long for the other two women to wake up from their artificially-induced sleep. Both were as confused as April was, but didn't seem to be as vocal as she was. However, especially with April and Amanda, they knew who messed up he was.

"What have you done to me?! Why am I here?!" Asked Amanda, attempting to break free of the rope but it was no use. She'd never met the other people before, and was starting to worry about what horrible things he had in store for them.
 
Jason smiled at the woman, one that wasn't out of joy, but more out of eagerness to get started with their punishments. "What I have done to you you can see yourself, slut, and why you're here, you can think of yourself, or did you get dumber since last time?" He asked, his voice calm.

He had already given them names, Slut for Amanda, because of her new 'proffession.' Bitch for Roxanne, for because how she acted, and slave for April, as when she kicked him out he had sworn he would once be the one to boss her around. His chair, once Michelle, was now Pup, for how stubborn she had been at first, and how much she had to be learned, and also for her complete obedience,like a dog, now.
 
April (or "Slave") was refusing to accept her current situation, and continued to squirm on the floor. Every time, she would catch a glance at the broken-looking "Pup" underneath him, and the way she had a look of nothing behind her eyes. How long had she been like that? And what a mess... a big rubber ball wedged in her mouth and a constant trickle of saliva running down her chin and on to the floor...

Tears began to shoot down Amanda's cheeks, her eyes closed, sniffling to herself as if everything was going to be all better. But it wasn't. "I'm sorry..." She said.
 
Jason looked down at Slave, then stood up when Slut started talking. "Go." he told Pup, giving her a slap on her ass "Get some sleep, I'll need you tomorrow."

He then looked at the other three, pulling Slave up by her bound hands and placing her back down on the chair. He then went to Slut, taking her chin in his hands "You don't know yet what it's like for you to be sorry." he said, then stepped away from them a little "You three all probably want to know what's going on, well, I'll tell you. This'll be a contest of sorts, in which I'll find out various things about you. The winner may leave, and everything I've done to her will be reversed, the secondplacer may leave, but she'll stay as she was here, and the third place, well, you've seen Pup."
 
Michelle nodded, glad to be relieved of the weight on her back. She yelped a little when she was slapped on the ass, before disappearing out of the room slowly to her 'bed'.

Out of the three, Roxanne (or "Bitch" as she appeared to be known as now) seemed to have been the quietest. However, there was a reason for that. Not only had her body went through a physical change like the other girls, her mind had also began to go. What ever he had done to them, she was now already the mental equivalent of a bimbo (she wasn't very smart to begin with).
"Contest?" She asked, smiling a little. "This sounds fun! What do we get to do?" She asked, curiously... completely ignoring the fact that he said if she lost, she would be like the little slave girl he was sitting on.
 
Jason looked at the girl who the 'medicine' seemed to have had most effect on with a smile. He wondered he'd even manage to get her back the way she was. "You'll notice soon enough." He said, then stood up, walking away, to return with three gags and blindfolds, one for each of them. Red for bitch, yellow for slut, and green for slave, while pup had been wearing blue. He put them on to all three, then cut them lose from their chairs. "Follow me." He said.
 
The women resisted the gags, trying to keep their mouths closed and moving their heads so that he couldn't put them on. However, it ended in failure as they were soon blinded and silenced. When Jason untied them from the chairs, "Slave" looked around aimlessly as they were told to follow him. How were they going to do that when they couldn't see!

The three of them began to walk in the direction they thought he was going to take them, bumping in to various things (as well as each other).
 
Jason shook his head at three walking around clumsily. "To here." He said, and sighed "Pup can walk around here with blindfolds and her legs tied together better than you!"

As they finally all three got to him he made them stand on three platforms, where he pushed a button, making metal arms put on suits for them, like pup's, then restrain them to the floor. "This will be your first test, to see how long you can hold yourself from cumming." he said, another arm with a dildo on it coming out and starting to rub their slits.
 
Their brief freedom was gone. In a matter of minutes, they were suddenly transformed in to what they could only imagine was what that poor woman was like. Their limbs were folded and restrained in to the thick rubber suit that covered everything except for a gap between their legs, and their faces.

Already, Slave was feeling the taunting feeling of the dildo against her clit. Oh, it felt good. It felt too good. She 'mmmphed' in to the ball gag but she guessed it would only make him happier. And she couldn't let that happen. It wasn't long before Slut and Bitch were following suit, and them too were realising that the feeling was wonderful.

After a (very short) while, Slut was looking the most likely to cum. She was convulsing on the spot, shaking wildly as if she were a mad dog. Slave was also having a difficult time in holding back her orgasm, while Bitch was the one that looked like she could hold herself the most. But time was ticking on...
 
Jason smiled, looking at the three women struggling to keep their pleasure away. He walked past them, slapping them all on the ass. "Come on. Last one to come will get proper sleep." he said, making the others wonder what would be up for them. As soon as the first one would cum the dildo would insert themselves in her and start thrusting wildly, painfully, to make them feel their defeat.
 
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