Chapter 2

“Okay ladies please step forward onto your mark and give me your best smile”

It had all been a rash decision, her roommate Kate had encouraged her and convinced her to go. Emily had always wanted to push the boundaries as far as possible and she thought to herself 'why not'. She had been slowly caring less and less about her parents anyway and wanted to change. The show was called ‘Who Wants To Be A BIMBO!”, and on the website seemed simple. Contestants would simply spin a wheel and whatever number it landed on from a scale of 1-10 would determine how much of a transformation would occur. All expenses paid and they would follow you around to document what happens. #3 daytime tv show in South America read the website banner.

“Emily, over here honey it’s your turn to spin the wheel”

She took a deep breath as she reached upwards to the wall mounted wheel, her slender arm pulling down on the lever to set it off. It flashed past in a blur. As it began to slow she thought to herself about what she was hoping for. A 1, 2 or 3 was practically no difference and not worth her wasting a day out here doing this. A 4 or a 5 was more interesting, the example models were smoking hot, and Emily found herself becoming slightly turned on at the thought of looking like a sorority girl out of a movie. A 6 was much the same except with some definite surgery involved looking at the models displayed in the catalogue, the fake boobs of one girl making Emily stare before realising and telling herself to snap out of it. 7 was similar to 6 except to a more extreme degree but it was far too much for someone like Emily. However the one thing she didn’t want was a 9 or a 10. Basketball sized tits, asses that looked like volleyballs and an array of tattoos. She thought to herself what kind of freak would want to look like that, and prayed that the number wasn’t going to land on that.

As the wheel began to slow the excitement within the studio began to rise. All the cameras were either focused on her or the wheel and the host was becoming more and more energetic in his mannerisms as the wheel reached a crawl. It went past 1 and started creeping up. ‘No higher than a 5 please’ she thought to herself but it wasn’t over yet

.…..4

….…..5

………….6,

It was nearly stationary now. Emily began to realise the magnitude of what was about to happen. This was just meant to be a stupid way to spend a day, but she had got so caught up in all of it that she hadn’t comprehended how big the potential changes were. She just wanted a make-over more than anything else. Why had she agreed to it.

7

“Fuck what have I done.”

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Chapter 4

The first week passed in a daze with heavy sedation. Mild filler and botox was expertly applied to her face and neck. Despite not being entirely necessary with her youthful exuberance it added volume to her cheeks and took away even the slightest wrinkle. Modest lip filler was injected to accentuate her already sensual lips filling them and giving her top lip an ever so slight upturn. Her belly button and nose were pierced and her hair was forced into a vibrant platinum blonde. She got tattoos on her wrist, ribcage and hip with a larger piece on her thigh and looked much the stereotypical instagram influencer.

But this was only the beginning. Her slim 105 pound figure was reshaped with an aggressive Brazilian Butt Lift sucking fat away from her toned midsection and giving her curves that she had never experienced before. It was to be the humble beginning of a breathtaking hourglass figure that began in a small suburban doctors clinic on the outside of town, unbeknown to the drivers passing it by on a busy Tuesday morning. Once the swelling went down, looking above as she lay down you could see the newfound shapeliness of her hips pressed against her standard issue hospital gown and she looked stunning.

However the piece de resistance of this transformation were her breasts. Her old B cups were stretched and morphed by a pair of 800cc high profile silicone implants that rose her nipples off her chest by three inches in one fell swoop. The doctor was only meant to put in 600cc but was so entranced with how hot Emily looked, particularly with her new ass that he forced the larger implants through her incisions straining the skin. After all the producers wouldn’t care and Emily wouldn’t remember what she had signed. He struggled to keep focused as he placed the implants, everything about her driving him crazy, a wet spot slowly settling into his briefs, trying to avoid showing the tv camera occupying the other corner of the room his unprofessionalism. Yet the operation went smoothly and as the bandages came off it was obvious to all that her plain, flat-as-a-board body had been utterly changed into that of sexual delight. The only thing that was left was her to wake up and see the craftsmanship that had been undertaken on her.

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“How can I explain this?” she thought to herself. Her parents, her younger brother, her roommate Kate, her friends, her classmates, her reputation, the list was endless. “I look a total bimbo” she grimaced looking at herself in the tinted window. She slid lower in the backseat, the pillow for her not quite healed ass providing a small modicum of comfort as the car pulled off the main road. Thankfully the camera crew was giving her a couple of days to get settled, that would be an issue to deal with later.

The first order of business was getting up to her room in the most discreet manner possible which was a challenge in her curve hugging shirt. She managed to direct the driver around to the service entrance of her building and got up to outside her room by waiting till the corridors were clear and covering her tits by hugging the pillow she had been sitting on and moving quickly down each hallway, her butt cheeks lightly jiggling with each step. She had texted Kate in the car she was coming up, and Kate knew about what had happened, hell she had encouraged it in the first place but her nerves were palpable as she stood outside the door of their room.

Emily’s mind was racing. “What is she gonna think of me looking like this. The blondeness and the tattoos are one thing, but my boobs and my butt are another” she screamed internally. Kate had always been far more attractive than Emily with substantial D cups and a Hollywood smile. She had marched a long list of boyfriends into her bed and back out and was far more experienced than Emily, not hard given that her upbringing had deprived her of those kinds of opportunities.

Knock

Knock

Knock

“Em, your Dad is going to lose his shit when he sees you and those tattoos of yours.”

Emily just nodded and walked over to the window looking out over the grass lawn. “Life has changed Kay, there’s going to be film crews here soon as well,” she muttered trying to avoid giving an answer..

“Gimme a look at the contract, I'll send it to John”. John was Kate’s brother, a bigshot lawyer on the other side of the country. “I’m sure there’s a way out.”

Emily didn’t respond immediately and again changed the subject. “Hey do you mind getting me a burrito from that food truck you know I like. I can’t exactly go out as I am. I haven’t had a shower in ages.”

Kate quickly realised that she wanted some alone time and quickly left the room, leaving Emily alone and near naked. She walked over to the bathroom and looked in the mirror whilst waiting for the shower to warm up. She was shocked at how different she looked, her pure features had been replaced with total sex appeal and she caught herself staring at her reflection only snapping out of it when the shower had fully heated up.  The shower was effortlessly liberating and she felt clean for the first time in over a week. The water cascaded down her back and around her butt, and the stream onto her tits and past her belly button turned her on. Curious she gently pressed her boobs up against the foggy shower glass and marvelled at the imprint left behind. Standing under the warm stream she felt herself again at last. Still feeling a little sore she felt sexy at the same time and began massaging her clit with her right hand whilst her left fondled her new additions both front and back. She worked faster and faster until the release hit her and she slumped back against the wall, her ass cushioning the blow eliciting a smile at the absurdity of her new situation.

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For the first couple of days Emily had waited it out within her room, not leaving even once and catching up on her coursework online where possible. By the end of the first week the swelling had gone down completely and her tattoos were fully healed, and by wearing loose fitting clothes she could almost convince herself that everything was normal. Kate had managed to get John the contract and there was something arguable within, as the camera crews hadn’t arrived yet and no one aside from Kate and John knew the full situation.

Eventually however, Emily had to leave the building, in part because she was getting crazy cooped up inside whilst the world passed by around her. Rugged up with an oversized hoodie and sweatpants she ventured outside for the first time alone in nearly a month on a warm sunny afternoon. She made a beeline to the good coffee shop on campus, trying to appear as inconspicuous as possible in case anyone she knew recognised her and wondered why she was dressed the way she was. Thankfully she made it unscathed and put in her usual order of a vanilla latte to the rather attentive barista on shift.

“Hey there, need anything else aside from the latte?”

“No I’m good thanks.”

“You sure, brownie on the house.” Emily looked up in surprise, their eyes meeting. “This is a first,” she thought to herself. He was handsome in a rugged kind of way, big burly forearms and a kind smile. “Actually you look familiar, I feel like I’ve met you before.”

2 New Messages:

Mom: u coming to lunch tomorrow? your brother is coming

Dad: you better be at lunch, you haven’t visited us in months

She had been blocking out the fact she’d eventually have to see them and nearly broke down at the thought of explaining the past month to her parents. They wouldn’t understand a thing.

Emily borrowed Kate’s car for the long drive to her parent’s house. She was running through all the possibilities of what was going to happen on the way there. As she clocked up the miles thoughts ran through in and out of her head.

“Maybe they just won’t notice,” quickly flicked to, “Dad is going to murder me” and then onwards to, “just have to wait and see.”

She was even more worried about her brother Finn. He had always looked up to her, the first member of the family to college after all. She hadn’t seen him in ages and he was making the trip back for lunch as well. He was going to be shocked when he saw her.

As she pulled into the driveway her nervousness reached an all time high. The family home with its brick exterior had always been a constant, but the last time she’d been here she looked very different. Many a screaming match had taken place within the four walls, mainly directed at her, and occasionally at Finn. With as much courage as she could muster she opened the door and walked gingerly to the front door.

“Sweetie I’m coming,” yelled her mom down the hall. “Oh great that means Finn is already here then,” she thought to herself, how else would she know it’s me.

The solid oak door opened to her beaming mom, whose face instantly grimaced before turning back into a wan smile.

“Oh my what a change, blonde hair ….” she trailed off as she realised how far Emily’s shirt was from her chest. “What have you done you ….” again at a loss for words.

“Emily come through here, stop standing at the door,” bellowed her father, sitting out the back with a drink in hand. Emily slowly moved past her mom, walking carefully down the hallway before opening out into the back of the house.

“Hey dad, nice to see you,” she called out, “yeah yeah it would be nice if you came by more often” he muttered, still reading his paper. It looked like Finn must be in the bathroom as he was sitting alone.

As she got closer he put the paper and drink down and got up, turning around to Emily, before stopping dead in his tracks his eyes fixed onto her..

“What the fuck have you done, you stupid stupid little girl,” he snarled. “I didn’t raise a good for nothing *WOMAN*, you…”

“Dad stop.”

“No, you do not tell me what to do.” It was at this point he realised in much like her mother had, about her tits, but also because she was standing slightly side on, the voluptuousness of her ass visible through her slacks.

Strangely enough what was more comforting was that they finally knew, even with the reaction it had gotten. It was a weight off her shoulders. She realised that part of her hatred of her body wasn’t so much the changes, but the fear of what the reactions would be to it. If she started not to care and just admitted it, it lightened her entire outlook on her future. Weirdly she finally felt in control again as she started the car and drove back to her dorm. She was truly content for the first time in years as the afternoon sun gently basked her clear skin and blonde locks in a golden hue as her boobs rose and fell with every deep breath she took. She was finally accepting of her new self and there was peace at last.