You suddenly fall in to this world with powers beyond imagination, one of them is being able to turn anyone into bimbo, how will you have fun with this?
I walk into the gym, and actually find a cute looking femboy, who I make dumber and hornier, and even prettier, with a fat ass, and a tight waist.
As you approach the gym you spot a fit femboy working out. He's not as buff as he could be but there is definitely some potential there. You decide to use your powers on him. With a wave of your hand, his muscles seem to deflate slightly and his features soften. His voice becomes higher pitched and more feminine. Suddenly, he turns around, almost tripping over his own feet in surprise.
"Oh my gawd! You're so hot!" the new bimbo femboy exclaims. "
“And look at you, you’re a little cutie, aren’t you?” I say, approaching close.
The femboy blushes deeply and nods vigorously, unable to form coherent sentences. "M-my name's... Bambi," he stammers before regaining some semblance of composure. "B-but you can call me whatever you want!"
He licks his lips nervously and extends a hand in your direction. "H-how about we work out together?"
“Well, how about I call you baby? And what about we ‘work out’ together in that private room over there?”
Bambi's eyes widen at your suggestion. "O-oh... yes!" he stammers, his cheeks flushing pink again. He pulls you towards the small room, practically tripping over his own feet in his haste to get there. Once inside, he closes the door behind him and turns to face you, hands on hips as if posing for a photo shoot. "So... what do you want me to do?" he asks breathlessly.
“Strip.” I order simply, looking behind him at his ass.
Without hesitation, Bambi begins to undress. First come his gym shorts, revealing a pair of pink boyshorts underneath. Then he sheds his tank top and sports bra, leaving him completely bare-chested save for a pair of pastel-colored nipple covers. Finally, he unbuttons his jeans and steps out of them, standing before you in nothing but his underwear and socks.
"There ya go!" Bambi pants, hands on hips again. "
I begin to grope at his ass over his underwear before slipping my hand under them to begin fingering his anus. “Come here, baby…” I say, leaning in to make out with him.
"Mmmm!" Bambi moans into the kiss, arching his back and pressing against you. He reaches down between your bodies, fumbling with your belt and pants before pulling them both down to your ankles.
With a surprising amount of strength for someone so feminine-looking, Bambi lifts you up onto one of the benches in the room, positioning himself beneath you. "I'm all yours!" he breathes, gazing up at you with doe-like eyes.
I cock-slap him across the face with my monster dick, letting him get a sniff of my intoxicating musk. “You wanna be a good boy for me?”
"Yes!" Bambi cries out, his voice echoing in the small room. "I'll be your best bimbo ever!" He reaches up, grabbing hold of your thick shaft and stroking it lovingly before taking it into his mouth. With a deep, throaty moan, he begins to suck you off eagerly. His tongue darts out to swirl around the head of your cock as he bobs his head up and down, taking more and more of your length into his mouth with each pass.
“Mmm… good boy…” I praise him, stroking his hair as he impales himself on my cock.
As if unable to contain his excitement any longer, Bambi stands up on the bench and positions himself over your lap. With a shaky hand, he guides your hard length to his waiting entrance before lowering himself down onto it in one smooth motion. His cries of pleasure fill the room as you both begin to move together, his body bobbing up and down on yours with abandon.