You've finally arrived at the home of your good friend Olivia, at her estate. The home is a large building, Victorian in style, and you swear you can see servants trimming the hedges. The cab had dropped you off at the outside gate, and there was an intercom for you to speak into. The minute that you buzz, however, it's Olivia's voice rather than a servant, as if she's been waiting for you.

"Oh! Good, you've finally arrived... I'll open the gates for you and send one of the maids to come!"

Olivia looks down at her phone and smirks starts tapping away

The gates start to open on their own, allowing you access to the grounds, but you can already see a maid emerging from the estate, heading her way towards you.

"Ah! There you are!" Olivia says as she spots you approaching the gates, her large chest heaving slightly with anticipation beneath her silk dress. "I've had my maids prepare your room for you." She gestures to the servant who has stopped a few feet away, clearly waiting for instructions. "This is one of my maids, she'll show you where everything is." Her gaze lingers on the servant for a moment before returning to you, her expression somewhat predatory.

"I've had my maids prepare your room for you." She gestures to the servant who has stopped a few feet away, clearly waiting for instructions. "This is one of my maids, she'll show you where everything is." Her gaze lingers on the servant for a moment before returning to you, her expression somewhat predatory.

"Oh, good!" The servant girl looks up at you as you're introduced, bowing slightly in acknowledgement before gesturing for you to follow her. "My name is Lily, and I will be your personal maid while you are staying with us." Her voice carries a faint accent, making her words sound exotic. As she begins to lead the way up towards the house, Olivia walks beside you, occasionally glancing over at you with a soft smile.

"Lily is one of my best maids, you'll find her quite attentive... and rather dominant." Olivia's gaze lingers on Lily's ass as she leads the way up to the house. "I must say, I'm very glad that you were able to join us. It's been too long since we've seen each other." She reaches out with a delicate hand and lightly traces circles around your bicep, her fingertips leaving goosebumps in their wake. "

"I'm so glad you could make it, kyuremgamer..." Her voice trails off as she continues to stroke your arm absentmindedly. "It's going to be wonderful having you here with us... I know you'll fit right in." She leans closer, her breath hot against your ear as she whispers, "Just relax and let the maids take care of you..."

Olivia guides you inside the house, leading you upstairs and down a long hallway before stopping at one of the doors.

"Well then, here we are..." Olivia says as she motions you inside the room. "I've had everything set up just how you like it." She steps aside to let you enter first, her body swaying slightly as she moves. The guest room is large and airy, with a king-sized bed in the center and a sitting area near the windows. Several of your personal belongings are laid out on the dresser, just as you left them. "Lily will be back soon to show you where everything is," Olivia continues. "

"Oh, and kyuremgamer?" Olivia asks, taking a step closer to you as she runs a hand through her dark hair. "I was hoping that since you're going to be staying with me... that perhaps we could try something new while you're here." She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing. "Something... experimental." Her gaze flickers down to your chest, then back up again. "You see, I've been using this new app of mine called Transformo...

"It's just a trial version for now," she continues, "but with it, you can change your appearance in any way you desire... permanently." She smiles sweetly at you. "I was hoping that maybe while you're here, we could play around with it and see what kinds of changes suit you best..." Her voice trails off suggestively as she steps closer still, her chest almost brushing against yours. "After all," she whispers conspiratorially, "

"I've always thought you could use a few... improvements." Her fingers trail lightly over your chest, teasing the hairs on your skin as she speaks. "Don't you think so?" She tilts her head slightly to one side, watching your reaction carefully.

Her voice is low and sultry, almost hypnotic. You feel your heart racing as she continues to touch you, her body pressed against yours in a way that leaves no room for doubt about what she wants from this arrangement.

"Well, I've always thought you would make the perfect himbo slave for me and my staff," she whispers into your ear, her warm breath tickling your skin as her fingers continue to dance over your chest. "Don't you think it's time we found out if that's true?" Her voice is laced with temptation, her gaze fixed on yours as she waits for your response.

As you grab the Transformo device and point it at her, Olivia's eyes widen with surprise and then narrow in determination. She steps back, putting a hand on her hip as she assesses the situation. "Ah, I see... You don't want to change," she says slowly, a hint of mocking amusement creeping into her voice. "Very well then." With a shrug, she turns and walks towards the door, calling over her shoulder as she leaves, "Don't say I never offered you anything."

As you activate the Transformo device on her, Olivia feels a strange tingling sensation spread throughout her body. Her muscles begin to relax and her mind fills with a warm, euphoric glow. She looks down at herself in shock as her body begins to change - her breasts grow larger, rounder, and more sensitive; her hips widen and her ass plumps up; her skin takes on a soft, smooth texture. Her personality shifts dramatically as well, becoming more submissive and easily influenced by your desires.

Olivia turns around slowly, her large breasts swaying lazily as she walks back towards you. "Yes, master?" she purrs, her voice low and husky. "You want your little bimbo toy to come back to you?" Her eyes flutter closed as she takes a step closer, her body craving your touch.

With a satisfied smile curling her lips, Olivia drops gracefully to her knees in front of you. Her hands rest lightly on her thighs as she gazes up at you with heavy-lidded eyes, ready and eager to please her new master. "Is there anything specific you'd like your little bimbo to do for you?" she asks sweetly, her voice laced with desire.

My plan was to make you into the perfect himbo slave for me and my staff... But if you'd rather be yourself, I suppose that can change too. Just tell me what you want, master, and I'll do anything to please you.

A low moan escapes Olivia's lips as you grope her, your touch sending waves of pleasure through her newly enhanced body. She arches her back instinctively, pressing herself closer against you in an attempt to get even more of your touch. Her hands reach up to wrap around your wrists, holding them against her chest, feeling your strength and dominance through the contact. "Mmm... That feels so good," she whispers huskily, her eyes closing again as she savors the sensation.

Her body trembles with need as you continue to grope her, her breath coming faster now and her nipples hardening under the fabric of her dress. "You're so strong... So dominant," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper as she loses herself in the pleasure your touch provides. She moves closer still, pressing her body against yours as if trying to meld into one being.

Her eyes flutter open and meet yours, heavy with lust and submission. "What else do you want me to do for you?"

With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Olivia reaches up to begin undoing the buttons on your shirt. Her movements are slow and deliberate, taking great pleasure in the anticipation of what lies beneath. Each button that comes undone reveals more skin, making your heart race faster as you feel the warmth of her breath against your chest.

Her nimble fingers dance across your chest, sending shivers down your spine as she finally exposes your smooth flesh to the air. "Mmm... So nice and soft,"

Her hands skim lower, tracing the definition of your abdomen before reaching the hem of your shirt. With a swift tug, she pulls it off of you entirely, revealing your toned torso and defined abs. She leans in close, pressing her lips against your skin as she nibbles on your earlobe, eliciting a moan from deep within your throat. "You taste so good," she whispers before continuing downwards to your pants.

A shockwave of pain washes over Olivia's cheek as you slap her hard across it. Her eyes widen in surprise and then narrow in anger as she looks up at you. "How dare you!" she hisses, clenching her fists at her sides to resist the urge to retaliate.

For a moment, it seems like Olivia might actually defy you... but then, just as quickly, something shifts within her expression. Her anger melts away, replaced by a look of shame and submission. "

"Yes... good bimbos do as they're told," Olivia whispers meekly, her eyes dropping to the floor in submission. "I apologize, master." She swallows hard, feeling a strange mix of pain and arousal coursing through her body. "What would you like me to do now?" Her voice is barely more than a whisper, but it carries a note of desire that betrays her true feelings.

With a shiver of excitement and submission, Olivia whispers your new name through trembling lips. "Yes... Daddy." She reaches up to stroke your cheek gently, her touch light and hesitant as she tests the boundaries of what is acceptable behavior. Her eyes search yours for any sign of disapproval or further instruction, her body tense with anticipation.

Her hands move lower now, skimming over your abdomen before wrapping around your straining erection through your pants.

A shockwave of pain washes over her cheek as you slap her hard across it. Her eyes widen in surprise and then narrow in anger as she looks up at you. "How dare you!" she hisses, clenching her fists at her sides to resist the urge to retaliate.

For a moment, it seems like Olivia might actually defy you... but then, just as quickly, something shifts within her expression. Her anger melts away, replaced by a look of shame and submission. "Yes...

As the Transformo device finishes its work, Olivia feels an unfamiliar sensation wash over her body. Her muscles tense and relax in response to the changes taking place within her. She looks down at herself with a mixture of surprise and lust as her breasts grow even larger, spilling out from her dress; her hips widen further and her ass plumps up until she feels permanently wedged onto the floor. Her skin takes on an even softer texture, making it impossible for her to resist your touch.

With a moan of pleasure and submission, Olivia drops to her hands and knees in front of you, presenting her newly enlarged ass and the reddened skin of her spanked cheek for your inspection. Her voice is breathless as she whispers, "Thank you... Daddy..."

"Yes... I am your bimbo now, Daddy." Olivia purrs, her voice low and sultry as she wriggles her ass in the air. "I'll be whatever you want me to be... a maid, a pet, even a toy if that's what pleases you." Her breath comes out in hot little gasps as she imagines all of the things you might have her do.

Her body quivers with anticipation, aching for your touch.

With a shiver of excitement and anticipation, Olivia begins to undress herself. Her movements are slow and deliberate, her eyes locked on yours as she slips out of her expensive dress, revealing her perfect curves clad only in lacy black lingerie. She tosses the dress aside before crawling back towards you on all fours, her bare breasts swaying invitingly above her chest.

Her heart races as she waits for your next command, her body trembling with need and desire. "Please...

"Yes... all the way," she breathes out, her voice thick with arousal as you spank her. Her body trembles under your touch, her ass already stinging from the first slap. "I'll do anything for you..." She whimpers, arching her back and presenting herself to you completely.

Her fingers fumble with the lace of her panties, desperate to be rid of them as she crawls closer still, seeking your touch everywhere.

Her fingers fly as she tugs at the lace and finally rips her panties away, revealing herself completely to you. Her body is flushed with arousal and shame, her breasts heaving as she gasps for air. She crawls closer still, pressing her naked form against yours, desperate for your touch. "Please... what do you want me to do?" she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.

Her fingers trail lightly over her newly enlarged breasts and then down to her plump bottom lip as she thinks about what you've done to her body. "I... I feel amazing," she whispers, her voice heavy with lust and submission. "So much more feminine, so much more... submissive." Her fingers find their way between her legs, rubbing circles over her clit through the lace of her panties. "It's like you've turned me into the perfect bimbo slave for you..."

Her words hang in the air as she stares up at you with darkened eyes, her fingers still tracing circles around her swollen clit through her panties. She parts her lips and closes her eyes, leaning forward to gently nibble on your lower lip before whispering hoarsely, "I want to... I want to please you." Her hand slips from between her legs and reaches down to grasp the lace of her panties, pulling them aside as she positions herself closer still. "

Her eyes fly open wide in surprise as you demand she suck your cock, her cheeks flushing hotly with embarrassment and arousal. Without further hesitation, she drops to her knees in front of you, her mouth parting as she takes your length into her hands, marveling at its size and hardness. Her tongue darts out to wet the head before she wraps her lips around the base, sucking gently as she begins to stroke up and down.

Her mouth is filled with the warmth and size of your cock as she sucks eagerly, her eyes closed in concentration as she tries to take as much of you inside as possible. Her hands stroke up and down, moving faster as she begins to feel the heat building within her body. With each thrust of your hips against her face, she moans around your shaft, loving the feeling of complete submission and service it brings her.

Her words are muffled as she speaks around your cock, her tongue darting out to taste you fully. "It tastes so good," she whispers, her voice thick with desire and submission. Her hands move faster on your shaft, stroking up and down while her lips and tongue tease the sensitive head, sucking hungrily as she takes more of you inside her mouth.

Her tongue flicks out to taste your pre-cum, savoring the salty flavor as it mixes with her own juices. She moans around you, her body trembling with need and desire. "Daddy's cock tastes so good," she gasps, taking more of you deeper into her mouth as she continues to suck and stroke. Her hands grip your thighs tightly, digging her nails in just enough to leave marks behind as a reminder of their intimacy.

Her tongue swirls around the head of your cock as she sucks hard, moaning loudly into your lap. Her fingers slip between her legs, rubbing roughly over her clit in time with each thrust of your hips, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. "Daddy's cock feels so good," she pants, her voice hoarse from the effort.

Her mouth is filled with the salty taste of you as she continues to pleasure you, her body trembling with need and desire.

Her words are slurred as she moans around your cock, her tongue dancing over the sensitive skin of your shaft. "Yes... I want to taste your cum..." She squeezes her eyes shut, arching her back as she takes you deeper into her mouth, her throat working to accommodate every inch of you. Her fingers continue their relentless rhythm against her clit, bringing her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm.

"Please..." she gasps, her voice strangled by your cock. "I need to taste your cum... I want to feel you fill my mouth..." Her fingers dig harder into her skin, her nails leaving trails of blood as she tries desperately to reach orgasm. She sucks and strokes you faster, moaning around you as she feels the heat building inside her.

Her body is tense with need, every muscle straining for release as she brings herself closer and closer to the edge. "Please...

Her words are lost in a loud moan as you finally fill her mouth with your hot cum. Her jaw works furiously to swallow every drop, her throat burning and aching as she does so. She feels the warmth spread through her mouth and down her throat, filling her with the taste of your victory.

Her body shudders with orgasm as she comes, her fingers digging deeper into her skin in an effort to find purchase against the building waves of pleasure.

Her voice is raspy and hoarse as she speaks around your softening cock, her tongue darting out to taste the last remnants of your cum. "Your cum tasted amazing," she whispers, licking her lips clean before looking up at you with heavy-lidded eyes. "I'm glad I could please you like that." Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her breath, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of orgasm.

A gasp escapes Olivia's lips as you twist her engorged nipples between your fingers. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure through her already sensitive body, making her arch her back and moan loudly. Her hands grab at your thighs, her nails digging into the skin as she holds on tightly.

"Yes... more..." she pants, her voice hoarse from exertion. "Please..."

"Yes... yes I am," she whispers, her voice tinged with both desire and submission as she writhes beneath your touch. "Your bimbo slave... Your pet... Do whatever you want with me." Her body trembles with anticipation of what comes next, her nipples hardening even further under the assault of your fingers.

"Please..." she whispers again, arching her back in invitation as she awaits your next command.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you suggest bringing in another maid. Her breath catches in her throat and she feels a flutter of nervous anticipation in the pit of her stomach. "Yes... yes, please..." She moans, her body tensing as she imagines sharing your attention with someone else. "W-whatever you want... I'm yours."

She swallows hard and hesitates for a moment before clearing her throat and calling out into the hallway, "Hey, Jane! Could you come here for a sec?" Her voice carries easily through the mansion, echoing off the walls as she waits anxiously for one of her maids to appear.

Her heart races with anticipation at the thought of sharing your attention, and maybe even pleasuring you both together. She licks her lips nervously, wondering how Jane will react when she sees Olivia like this...

Her heart pounds in her chest as she hears footsteps approaching, growing louder until Jane finally appears at the entrance to the room. She's a tall, curvy redhead with a smirk playing on her lips as she takes in the scene before her. "Oh... hello, Olivia," she says, walking further into the room and giving you a knowing wink. "I see you've been having some fun without me."

Jane's eyes widen in surprise as she takes in Olivia's transformed form, her hands flying to her mouth to stifle a gasp. "O-Olivia... what have you done?" She manages, her gaze flicking back and forth between the two of you. For a moment, she seems genuinely shocked, but then something else flits across her expression... excitement? Envy? It's hard to say for certain.

"I-I see you've been having fun,"

Jane's voice is thick with confusion and arousal as she looks between the two of you. "A bimbo slave... I never would have thought..." Her gaze lingers on Olivia for a moment, taking in her transformed figure before returning to you. "You must be quite the master." Her voice is breathy now, almost teasing.

Her chest heaves with each breath as anticipation runs rampant through her body.

Her face flushes with embarrassment and desire as she watches Jane's reactions to your command. "You have no idea... he's just so dominant... I've never felt anything like it." She moans, arching her back slightly in invitation. Her gaze flickers between the two of you again before settling on you, hopeful and hungry.

"I-If you need any help..." she trails off, leaving the sentence unfinished but dripping with promise.

Her eyes widen in surprise as Jane offers her help, but she quickly regains her composure and tilts her head back slightly with a knowing smirk. "Oh, I don't think so, Jane," she says playfully, her voice laced with a hint of challenge. "I might just be enough bimbo for our master." Her fingers trail lightly over her swollen breasts, driving herself even further into the submissive role.

With a sultry laugh, she continues, "

"Y-yes... you're right..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. A red mark forms on her cheek where your hand connected with her skin, but she doesn't dare try to wipe it away or show any sign of discomfort. Instead, she looks up at you with pleading eyes, searching for some sort of reassurance or approval.

"I-I'm sorry... I'll be a better bimbo next time..."

Her cheeks flush even deeper with shame and desire as she apologizes to you, her body trembling with need and anticipation. She's so caught up in the role that it never occurs to her that maybe this isn't what you truly want... that you might be enjoying watching her squirm just a little too much.

"Hmm," you hum thoughtfully, your gaze drifting between Jane and Olivia before settling back on the redhead. "Maybe you could show Jane how good of a bimbo slave you really are."

Her heart races as she hears your words, her mind spinning with possibilities and the desire to please you. Without hesitation, she climbs to her feet and turns towards Jane, a sultry smile playing on her lips. "Well, if that's what you want... I mean, if it'll make you happy..." She trails off, letting the question hang in the air as she slowly inches closer to Jane.

Her fingers brush against Jane's arm, sending a jolt of electricity through both women. "

Without further prompting, Olivia leans in and presses her lips against Jane's, their mouths opening wide to allow tongues to tangle and explore. Her hands slide up Jane's arms, tangling in her hair as she deepens the kiss, moaning into her mouth. She pulls back just enough to whisper huskily, "See... I told you I could be a good bimbo slave for you..." before diving back in for another passionate kiss.

Jane's eyes widen with surprise as you command her to strip and come to you. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment but she doesn't hesitate, quickly beginning to undress herself. Olivia watches eagerly as Jane's clothes are discarded, revealing a curvy figure not too dissimilar from her own. With a small gasp, Jane moves closer, slipping under your arm and nestling against you.

"So... what do you want me to do?" she whispers breathily, her eyes locked on yours.

Jane's transformation into another bimbo slave is almost as shocking as Olivia's own had been earlier. Her eyes go wide with surprise and she gasps, her body tensing instinctively in submission. "Oh... so this is what I'm supposed to become..." she whispers hoarsely, her fingers trembling as they trail over her newly enlarged breasts.

Her gaze flicks between you and Olivia, uncertain but aroused by the power dynamics at play. "What do you want us to do?"

Jane's transformation continues until she becomes an Ahegao nymphomaniac sex addicted cock craving bimbo. Her body shudders with pleasure as the last of her humanity slips away, leaving her completely at your mercy. Olivia watches in awe and arousal, her own desire growing stronger with every change Jane undergoes.

With a mischievous grin, she leans in closer to you and whispers, "

Jane's eyes are glazed over with lust as she looks up at you, her lips parted in a permanent Ahegao expression. "I feel... incredible," she breathes out, her voice thick with desire and addiction. "So ready for your cock..." Her hands snake down between her legs, finding the wetness waiting there and rubbing gently before moving up to cup her swollen breasts.

Jane's answer comes out in a moan as she arches her back and presses herself harder against your hand, her body trembling with need. "All I can think about... is your cock..." Her eyes flutter shut, her mouth falling open further as she imagines the feel of you inside her.

With a shuddering breath, Olivia nods and climbs to her feet, moving over to the corner of the room where she sinks down onto her knees with a moan. Her fingers fly to her wetness, pressing against her swollen lips as she starts to stroke herself, her eyes locked on Jane the entire time.

Jane's hands move to your pants, tugging them down and freeing your erect cock with practiced ease. Her lips part in a moan as she takes it into her hand, marveling at its size and hardness. "So big..." she whispers, stroking up and down the length before positioning herself closer still, her warm breath fanning across the head of your cock.

Her lips part and she engulfs your cock, moaning around it as she takes as much of you into her mouth as possible. Her hands grip your thighs tightly, digging her nails in just enough to leave marks behind while her tongue swirls against the sensitive skin at the head of your shaft.

Her body trembles with need and desire as she sucks hungrily on your cock, eager for more. "Mmm... so good..."

Jane's moans echo through the room as she deepthroats your cock, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. The sight of her Ahegao expression sends a jolt of desire through Olivia, making it even harder for her to concentrate on pleasuring herself. She watches in awe and arousal, helplessly caught between wanting to be the center of attention and needing to see this display of wanton lust and submission.

Her breath hitches as Jane begins to bob her head up and down on your cock, her lips sliding smoothly over the length of you with each stroke. "Oh God... I need more..." she gasps, her fingers digging deeper into her skin as she tries to find relief for the building tension within her.

Her gaze flickers between Jane and you, her body trembling with desire and anticipation. "Jane... suck it harder..."