Bimbo Wife's Naughty Experiment (Naughty Bimbo Formula 8): (A Bimbo, Hot Wife, Harem, Interracial, Menage Erotica) by Reed James

Author:Reed James [James, Reed]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Naughty Ladies Publications
Published: 2017-08-31T07:00:00+00:00

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Alice Jackman, Chief Research Scientist of BimboTech Chemicals

Another giggle escaped my lips as Frank took Donna into the lavatory. What a funny word, lavatory. It was a bathroom. Why didn't they call it that?

I blinked, shaking my head. I felt so hot. My thoughts were all...gooey. I felt so warm and bubbly and I just wanted to fuck. I wanted to strip naked and have a nice, hard dick slide into my pussykitty. She was so hungry. She loved yummy, creamy...

“Oh, fuck,” I groaned, shaking my head.

Bimboness was invading my thoughts. I had felt a giddy thrill as the plane climbed to altitude. I just thought it was the exhilaration of riding on a plane. It made me so excited that I did something as stupid as suck Frank's cock. We were lucky he bribed the flight attendant.

And now...

I giggled again.

My body felt so hot. My pussy was on fire. I needed a cock to feed my pussykitty. She needed to be petted and have lots of yummy-wummy cream and...

“No, no, no.” My heart raced faster. I took the enhanced intelligent serum. I shouldn't be reverting to bimboness right now. And, if I was, why wasn't it happening immediately? When the serum ran out, it was a pretty fast transition into...

“Oh, my pussykitty is so hungry.” I stood up, juices dripping down my thighs.

I had to stop myself. I couldn't give into my bimboness. Not with Frank in the lavatory fucking Donna. I could hear them moan. The flight attendant gave the lavatory door strange looks, her cheeks crimson. I gave her a big, happy smile. I wanted to make her feel good. To pet her pussykitty. I bet it needed to be stroked as much as...

“Shit,” I groaned, gripping the seat. A dizzy wave washed through me. The tide of marshmallowy, yummy delight rose in my mind. What was going wrong? What had happened to the serum? It was like my body was reacting...

I groaned in realization. The altitude. What if the intelligence serum didn't work at the cabin pressure commercial airliners maintained? It could cause problems in people, like air bubbles to form in veins causing a thrombosis sometimes if people didn't move around. Something like that was happening in my brain and...

I giggled. “A Black cock is what my pussykitty needs.”

“Excuse me, ma'am?” the flight attendant said, Frank moaning louder in the bathroom. He was feeding Donna's pussykitty lots of cream.

But there were no sexy Black men in first class. Just the bimbo wives. They were all squirming, their pussykitties getting hot, too. I turned and pushed through the curtains to the back of the plane. My eyes widened as I stared down the aisle.

There were so many people. And some of them were Black. I clapped for joy, my eyes flicking around for the perfect man to feed my pussykitty. I strode down the aisle, everyone who was awake staring at my big, bouncy breasts and my yummy legs. They knew I was the hottest, bestest bimbo on this plane.

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