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The Bimbo Housewife (Cheesecake&Lothiel)

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Katya Sokolova had always been the first one to raise her hand when the dangerous assignments were offered. It didn't matter what the mission involved, the voluptuous Russian beauty would do it. It had earned her the nickname 'slut' amongst other ones, mainly because she saw nothing wrong with using her body to complete her mission. The way she saw it, the day she stopped being a whore was the day that she no longer had a job. The women that were reluctant to do what she did were quickly thrown out of the agency and their lives ruined... usually ended up on the street in prostitution, ironically.

Katya was different. The word 'no' was missing from her vocabularly. She had no shame. Or at least, she didn't think she did. But this assignment was different from all the rest. She had been told that there would be... things done to her. Unusual things. But her boss said that she didn't have to worry, because when she got back to the agency it would all be reversed and there would be no lasting effects. So why did Katya have that horrible feeling that something terrible was going to happen?

The door to the room opened, giving her some much-needed light which stung the eyes. She had been stripped of her clothing except for her panties. The room was cold, and no amount of hugging could keep her from shivering. What was going to happen now?
 
Walking into the room slowly, two men in the white coats of scientists, a man in a suit and a man with a gun. The scientists walked straight over to her, quickly preparing her arm for what could only be an injection of some kind. Standing in front of her, the man introduced himself in a thick, german accent. "I am Wilhelm Thomale. From now, your life is mine. You obey. If you don't, there are punishments. Am I understood?" he says flatly, but with a tone that indicated she was nothing more than disposable.

One of the scientists pulled out a syringe and a vial of a clear-pale blue liquid, and removed the syringe from it's sterile packet. "This will sting, but the discomfort later shouldbe what you worry about." he says to her, grinning as he wonders just how she will turn out. His colleague was ready on her otherside, another syringe in hand with a different solution in it, a pale pink one.

"I will allow you one question", Thomale tells her, "Before we begin to prepare you for your new life and role. I do wish it could be done in another way, but this is the best way. He two needles you see contain a virus each. One triggers certain changes in your body's DNA that will give you a more... Appealing appearance. The other one, well, let's just say you won't be joining Mensa."
 
There were no prizes for guessing which one of the two syringes Katya was more worried about. The Russian's breasts were never the largest in the world, but she wasn't quite prepared for just how big they would actually get once this stuff was injected inside of her. And it wouldn't just be her breasts that would grow. Her rear would balloon to. They offered her the chance to ask a question but she couldn't really think of one she wanted to ask. Instead, she just closed her eyes and allowed them to inject her with what ever they wanted to pump in to her body... Katya was putting up a pathetic fight to keep her mind. She couldn't let herself become one of those dumb bimbos. She had seen a couple of them when she first came in. How stupid they sounded. Soon, that would be her...

Wilhelm Thomale. She had read up about him. Or at least, what little documents they could find on him. He was one of her main targets, as well as a couple of other names which she just hoped she would remember. She had to complete this mission, the sacrifice was too great to fail it.
 
Thomale nodded to the first scientist, and watched as he proceeded to inject the blueish serum into her arm, the contents slowly disappearing in her. "Now, Miss Sokolova. We know you were sent to try and stop us, even volunteering to be subjected to this as part of it." he says to her, confidently safe from her here in the cell.

"But here is where your plan fails, you see, this virus will make you so air headed, there are only going to be a few things you will think about, much less comprehend." he stops again as he notices her breasts beginning to swell, "It seems your body has been quite receptive to the virus. I almost wonder if you will be one of the women it seems to randomly also make hungry to be pregnant. It would truly be a wonderful day if that were to happen to you."
 
Katya's eyes snapped open when they said the last thing she wanted to hear. They knew who she was. The secret that she wasn't just poor Eastern European sex slave was now in the open, and that meant they knew she was well-trained. Surely, escape would be next to impossible now. They'd have extra guards on, and keep an extra watch on her. Not to mention that she'd be severely handicapped in the first place... oh God. This couldn't be happening, why couldn't she have turned down an assignment for the first time?

The feeling in her chest gave her another shock. Her breasts were inflating slowly, stretching the skin. They grew to an almost ridiculous size, and Katya couldn't help but touch them out of curiosity. What were they... a J-cup now? She couldn't tell, all she knew was they were big. And that's when the rest of her body began to change. Her hips widened. Her ass started to get bigger. She didn't like it at all... "Pregnant? Why would I wish to be... pregnant...?" She frowned.
 
Laughing as he watched her realize they knew who and what she was, he laughed as it turned to confusion and then dark curiosity as her breasts grew, followed by her ass and hips. "To be honest, Volkov and his team haven't yet worked out why it happens, but around 1 in 3 subjects need pregnancy like they need food. They feel really horrible unless they know they have a baby inside them."

Moving right in front of her, he reaches in and gently tugs on a nipple, "Don't worry though, all of this will soon be inconsequential to you. You will only worry about where your next cock will be coming from."

Signalling to the gun-toting guard, a chair was brought to him, and he sat down in front of her, grinning no end. "So my little Katya, how much of this operation have you learned? Hmm? I need to find out before your IQ matches your shoe size, because otherwise it will become incomprehensible for you. Oh and you have around 5 minutes until your new libido sets in, so I would be quick if you don't want to start fucking your worst enemy."
 
He was laughing as if this was just a big joke to him. Of course he was going to be laughing, because none of this was going to happen to him. He wasn't going to have his breasts suddenly balloon in to a ridiculous shape, or grow child-bearing hips within the space of a couple of seconds. Or that his IQ was going to rapidly decrease until she was nothing but a walking-talking-whore. And even then, would she remember her mission? Would she remember who she was? That's what she was worried about. Forgetting she was a Russian agent and instead thinking she was some bimbo called 'Kandy' or something.

Katya refused to talk. She didn't want to answer his questions, she wasn't letting on about anything. He taunted her that her libido was going to kick-in, and that she was going to want to fuck him rotten. Fat chance. She was going to stay strong, and not let her body betray her like so many other women in here. They were just normal women, they didn't have the resistance like Katya did. Shaking her head, she looked away from him and began to breathe heavily.
 
Snickering quietly, he just shook his head, "Come now, it won't be that hard to answer me, but very soon it will be hard for you to even pronounce words with more than 6 letters, much less spell them." Squeezing her nipple again, he continued to tease her in short bursts, trying to get an answer out of her before she went completely empty headed on him. All he could do though while she continued to change in front of him though was laugh maniacally.

Looking at her lower body with a curious intrigue, he smiled as her hips did indeed widen slightly, leaving her waist rather thin by comparison. "You have maybe 3 minutes left until that libido of yours will turn on and make you so wet, we could open a pool underneath you, and you will want anything with a cock and a pulse. I may even grace you with being your first."
 
If only she could see herself in a mirror, then Katya would understand the true transformation she was going through. From her point of view, she could see that everything was changing but she wasn’t quite aware by how much. Her hips and behind felt different, but were they really as big as she worried they were? There was no finer sight than a woman with a wonderful hourglass figure, and Katya had been given one. A very exaggerated one at that.

The minutes ticked down in her head. Three minutes. Two minutes. One minute. Half-a-minute. In the end, it turned out she didn’t even get the luxury of three final minutes of her normal life. The change continued faster than the doctor in front of her predicted, and suddenly she couldn’t contain herself. Her breathing became heavy once more, her crotch felt like it was on fire. Oh, she was so... horny! No, she couldn’t think that. She couldn’t be! But there was no denying it, her libido had increased to the point where she shamefully began to touch herself with her free hand, rubbing away furiously in a pathetic hope of stopping the wonderful sensation.

“Make it... stop. I can’t... do this.” She whimpered, her eyes slamming shut and moaning quietly.
 
Shaking his head and laughing at her, he just smiled and almost apologetically replied that he couldn't. "You see, Katya, there is no reversal for this. We haven't been able to find anything that can undo it." he tells her softly, "But I can help you make the aching need go away for just a little bit if you tell me what I want to know. Then you can thank me for leaving the other serum until later, because I am sure you will appreciate being able to use words with more than five or six letters in them... While telling me the extent you learned. After, you will still become air-headed anyway."

Resting a hand on her thigh, he made no attempt to stop her self ministrations, smirking to her the entire time, "Come, come. Is that how the best female spy of all time comes to her end? Begging a man, the one she despises the most, to fuck her senseless? And yes, I know you haven't said a word about it yet, but you will. It will only be a matter of time until you need more than what your hand can do for yourself. Then comes the aching agony of denial until I have what I want from you."
 
She looked at him in horror. No way to reverse the process? That was impossible, she was told that she could get back to normal once the mission was over! She tried to ignore his taunting, to not believe what he was saying but the overwhelming sensation was becoming too much for her. But she couldn’t let him touch her, she would throw herself off a bridge before she’d let this man have his way with her. Her hand still played with her pussy, fingers slipping inside and within a minute she let out a shameless moan as she came. But it didn’t stop. As soon as the wonderful feeling passed, she was repeating the same actions again.

“N-no...” Was all she said to him, but by this point she was out of the game. Her eyes were closed, she hung her head (except for the times where she would tilt it back and let out another groan) and was coming over herself with each orgasm she was having. Peeking through one half-closed eye, she tried to see if he had a weapon on him. Maybe she could grab it, turn it against him and get herself out of here. She had to act fast, before they pumped her with the mind-dumbing drug...
 
Shrugging, Thomale waited a few more moments after her words, before nodding to the other scientist. At the signal, the guard and the first scientist grabbed her arms and held her tight so that her left arm would remain steady and that her struggling would not cause her to move too much as the second needle was injected. "You won't notice any immediate effects with this one, Katya. The fastest we have seen this side of the virus working is after about 4 or 5 hours to get a noticeable decline. That means if you can keep your hands away from that hole, you should have that long to tell me what you've learned, or I can just fuck you here and now. Would you like that? A nice, hard cock in that wet hole, filling it with the seed you crave?"
 
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