MidReal Story

The Bimbo Transformation Of Chloe

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Scenario:Sam (6'5", shoulder length messy black hair, toned but not buff, 35 years old), A butch girl who is only really attracted to girly, ditzy, blonde, airheaded bimbos, decides to forcibly transform her geeky butch girlfriend Chloe (6'2", short brown hair, green eyes, pale skin, freckles, glasses, slim and not particularly curvy, 30 years old) against her will into the type of girl she really wants to date, no matter how much Chloe tries to resist. Sam is tired of Chloe always knowing more than her about their shared geeky interests and "out-geeking" her, slowly turning Chloe from the pop-culture obsessed geek she is into a dumb and girly bimbo, and with a new hobby of sexy cosplay modeling to retain a glimmer of her former self, and to dress up as all of Sam's favorite fictional crushes. Sam may be somewhat conflicted about this, but she is determined and convinced that Chloe will be happier in the end with her new fate as a dumb blonde bimbo, no matter how much she protests and fights it along the way. Sam tries to keep Chloe in the dark about her plans at first, but nothing will save Chloe from her fate, no matter how much she resists, Chloe will become Sam's perfect dumb, bubbly, silly, outgoing bimbo in the end whether she wants to or not, and there's no turning back for her. But they'll both be far happier in the end, Sam has decided. (All characters are over 18)

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Sam (6'5", shoulder length messy black hair, toned but not buff, 35 years old), A butch girl who is only really attracted to girly, ditzy, blonde, airheaded bimbos, decides to forcibly transform her geeky butch girlfriend Chloe (6'2", short brown hair, green eyes, pale skin, freckles, glasses, slim and not particularly curvy, 30 years old) against her will into the type of girl she really wants to date, no matter how much Chloe tries to resist. Sam is tired of Chloe always knowing more than her about their shared geeky interests and "out-geeking" her, slowly turning Chloe from the pop-culture obsessed geek she is into a dumb and girly bimbo, and with a new hobby of sexy cosplay modeling to retain a glimmer of her former self, and to dress up as all of Sam's favorite fictional crushes. Sam may be somewhat conflicted about this, but she is determined and convinced that Chloe will be happier in the end with her new fate as a dumb blonde bimbo, no matter how much she protests and fights it along the way. Sam tries to keep Chloe in the dark about her plans at first, but nothing will save Chloe from her fate, no matter how much she resists, Chloe will become Sam's perfect dumb, bubbly, silly, outgoing bimbo in the end whether she wants to or not, and there's no turning back for her. But they'll both be far happier in the end, Sam has decided. (All characters are over 18)

Sam

She is a butch girl who works in a tattoo shop. She is confident, determined, and playful. Sam is tired of dating girls who are smarter than her and decides to transform her girlfriend Chloe into a bubbly bimbo. She uses makeup and hair dye to change Chloe's appearance. Sam is fascinated by blonde women like Jessica Rabbit and wants Chloe to be more feminine and carefree. She encourages Chloe into hobbies like cosplay and baby doll fashion to further alter her persona.

Chloe

She is Sam's girlfriend and a booksmart geek. She is intelligent, cautious, and resistant. Chloe is overwhelmed by Sam's sudden change in behavior and lives with her. She struggles to understand why Sam wants her to look like a bimbo and feels trapped by Sam's plans. Despite initial resistance, she becomes intrigued by cosplay and baby doll fashion, finding it fun and creative. She tries to balance her original personality with her new roles, but ultimately feels a loss of control over her life.

I am a butch girl.

I have always been a butch girl.

I have dated hundreds of girls in my life, and I have always been attracted to the same type of girl: blonde, dumb, curvy, and girly.

I love nothing more than a girl who is sweet, innocent, naive, and carefree.

A girl who doesn’t know the meaning of the word ‘malice’ and is always happy to please her man.

I am tired of dating smart girls.

I am tired of dating girls who know more about Star Wars than I do.

I am tired of dating girls who out-geek me on video games and comic books.

I want a dumb girl.

A girl who can’t even solve a simple math problem will be perfect for me.

I don’t want to have to think when I’m with my girlfriend.

I want to be able to tell her what to do and when to do it without her questioning me.

I want a girl who will just smile and say "yes" when I ask her something.

And most importantly, I want a girl who looks like Jessica Rabbit: blonde, curvy, and sexy.

My girlfriend Chloe fits none of those descriptions.

She is 6’2" with short brown hair, green eyes, pale skin, and freckles.

She wears glasses and has no curves at all.

She is not pretty at all.

I watch her hunched over her laptop on our couch, wearing those baggy cargo pants and oversized Star Wars t-shirt again.

Her glasses slide down her nose as she types furiously, probably writing another one of her endless fan theories.

Walking over, I lean casually against the couch.

"Hey babe," I say, keeping my voice light.

"Ever thought about trying something different with your clothes?"

She barely glances up, still typing away.

"Like what?"

I gesture at her outfit.

"You know, maybe something more feminine? A cute dress or skirt?"

Chloe's fingers freeze on the keyboard.

She turns to stare at me, confusion clear on her freckled face.

"I don’t know," she says slowly.

"I like my clothes."

"Well, I think you’d look great in something a little more...girly," I say, trying to sound casual.

"Like what?"

I shrug.

"I don’t know. Maybe something pink or flowy?"

Chloe's eyes widen.

"You want me to wear pink?"

"Yeah, why not?"

I ask, trying to sound nonchalant.

"I think it would look good on you."

Chloe looks at me for a long moment, then turns back to her laptop.

"Okay," she says finally.

"I’ll think about it."

I smile, feeling a surge of triumph.

This is going to be easier than I thought.

As Chloe heads into the shower, I sneak into our shared walk-in closet with a large donation box tucked under my arm.

My hands are shaking slightly as I set the box down and begin rummaging through Chloe’s side of the closet.

I quickly grab all of her Star Wars shirts and shove them into the box, followed by her baggy jeans and flannel button-ups.

When I come across her favorite Doctor Who hoodie, I hesitate for a moment.

I remember how excited she was when she first got it, and how she spent hours explaining the entire lore of the show to me. Shaking off the guilt, I toss the hoodie into the box on top of everything else.

The shower is still running as I carry the heavy box out to my car and hide it in the trunk.

Back inside, I quickly hang up the new sundresses, crop tops, and miniskirts that I bought for Chloe earlier that day.

The water finally shuts off just as I’m finishing up.