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Thread: Bimbotown (Cheesecake&Loqui)

' Welcome to Bimbotown! Can I take your order?' The empty-headed waitress gave a massive smile at the man that had stepped in to the door of the 50s-style diner. Her name-tag said Chelsea, although it wasn't her real name. Like all of the town's residents before her - it had been adopted when she became one of them . A dumb, big-breasted bimbo. Her previously flat chest had inflated to massive F-cups, while her hips had widened to a wonderful size. Truly, the body of a perfect woman. 'Oh! It's the Mayor! Oh I'm so lucky to serve you today Mr Mayor!' She squealed, almost dancing on the spot in her pink waitress uniform . Chelsea was once a university graduate, but because of one man's sick fantasy - she had become clueless. Even though she saw him nearly every day... Chelsea always got excited when he walked in to the diner. Her fingers played with her hair absently her long brunette-coloured hair dangled in front of her right shoulder and tickled the front of her uniform's breast. A small voice inside of Chelsea told her that this man was evil, that he was the cause of what had happened to her. That he was the reason why she could never go home, or remember her past life. How she was now nothing but a stupid whore that loved to choke on his wonderful cock.
Thread: Bimbotown (Cheesecake&Loqui)

The man himself was a university graduate as well. However, he was shunned from his line of work for unethical practices and even less ethical creations. Thus, he decided to come to a small town like this and do what he had done. It wasn't that hard, a few quick exchanges in uniforms and a few... late night rendezvous made it so that he gained quick popularity and was able to become mayor without any sort of contest or resistance. Thank you, Chelsea, he told her as he moved to sit in his usual spot, Have you heard anything about poor Melissa? She hasn't been to work in days, from what I hear... This slightly worried the man, as any sort of runaway had the potential of ruining his entire operation here. Though, slightly was the key word here, seeing as she would be just as dumb as the rest of the girls in this little town.
Thread: Bimbotown (Cheesecake&Loqui)

'Melissa hasn't been to work in days? That's terrible!' The Bimbo said, putting a hand to her mouth and giving a rather ridiculous shocked expression. However, it wasn't long before the thought vanished from inside of her head and her smile came back. The woman pulled out a notepad from a pocket, and placed the tip of a pen against the lined paper. 'So what will you be having today?' She asked, patiently waiting for his order - even though by now she should have known what he would ask for. Considering he came here every single day for something to eat. It was the only diner in town, and why bother making your own meals when you have a couple of bimbos who can do it all for you?
Thread: Bimbotown (Cheesecake&Loqui)

There was a mild annoyance in the man's eyes for just a few seconds as he watched the thought quickly escape Chelsea's mind. However, the annoyance faded just as fast as he realized just how foolproof this was--if the thought were to leave this woman's mind so fast, then what threat could one girl have on his reputation... On this town's reputation? He relaxed a little as he smiled up to Chelsea, The usual, please.
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Thread: An itch that needs scratching (F for M)

Hmmm, Masquerade style? As in a flamboyant party setting? Hmmm, that has lot's of possibilities...
Thread: Now's my chance!

Despite being sent to an all male prison, Micaiah, or to all the bitches back at her last prison Mike, showed no signs of fear. She glared at everyone she locked eyes with through her tangled, dirty blonde hair. Her eyes shifted back and forth as she was walked down the hallway to her cell by two large, burly men who found it amusing that she had been given such a sentence. The women was standing at 5'10 and had a petite but toned body. As she walked with her chin held up high, the brunette's C cup breasts bounced inside of her plain white tank top shirt giving the rowdy men something more to comment and cheer about. She had to establish her dominance as soon as possible or she'd be having a lot of trouble later on. Micaiah was really pissed off that she had to do this all over again. The reason why she had been transferred in the first place was because everyone had been afraid of her, and anyone who opposed her was dealt with swiftly and coldly. She had even sexually abused the more pretty ones, not because it aroused her but because she found it fun to degrade girls. Not to mention she had gone to prison for doing that to the girls in high school. Prison simply enabled that desire she had. Now she was forced to be with all of these dirty, hairy, smelly men. She had no interest in them, not even to degrade. They were all useless things and liked being sexually degraded. That was no fun. Finally, she got to her cell, but the yelling did not stop. The guards clacked their nightsticks against the bars of the cell and screamed for them to shut up, but were ignored. She glared at her new cell mate and then walked to the cots.
Thread: Now's my chance!

Lying on the bulk bed, it would be a bit harder to tell that he was actually 6'7 tall. But it wasn't hard to notice that he was more than standard fit, in fact he was well trained, keeping himself off steroids to preserve his strength and body fully. Hearing the cheering as it got closer to his cell, he knew that there was coming a new female prisoner. The mystique had hung in the air for several days already and it would explain why the little Mexican had been moved from his cell. The guards had cut a deal with her on the last night before she arrived, he could get out a bit earlier if he did this for them and he had willingly agreed. When she walked into the cell, he felt her eyes on him as he sat up, the white prison shirt hung tightly to his chest and the full bodied orange prison suit had been neatly tugged in around his waist to work as pants only. Welcome. He said in a deep tone, standing up right after to look towards the door. On his left shoulder he had a tattoo of two crossed guns, the one seen in the new gang around the country. He didn't bother approaching her, she would find out why no one dared touch her when she went out for food, but he did find it an idea to at least let her know who he was. I'm Sonny, what puts you here? It wasn't until he mentioned his name that the hint of a British accent shone through his words, his eyes locked on her.
Thread: Now's my chance!

Well, her cell mate didn't seem to be so bad. Honestly, that was a relief because it would make it a hell of a lot harder if she had to sleep with both eyes open instead of just one. She sat on top of the uncomfortable hard surface that they decided to call a bed and then decided to answer this Sonny. Micaiah. Mike. Whatever. She was sitting with her back against the wall facing towards him legs crossed and trying to drown at all the noise of the prisoners still being rowdy. She looked the man up and down and admired the fact that he was at least attractive, and judging by how his legs hung over the bed he was very tall. It was a good thing that he was friendly, because she'd have a hell of a tough time taking down someone that tall. So...Just a few rules. Don't touch me. Don't stare at me. Don't think about me when we aren't talking. We'll get along just fine if you follow them.
Thread: Now's my chance!

Hearing her rules, Sonny grinned. Or well, he actually laughed at her. You're a funny one. He said, standing up to his full height, almost having to bend over in the small cell because he was so tall. Those rules don't exist here. He told her quickly, moving over and sitting next to her. First of all, the other men in this part of the prison are convicted of murder and rape, some are serial killers. You don't last a chance thinking you can talk me down. He told her, looking at her for a moment. Stick around me and you'll be safe, go out there alone and there's no guarantee for what they will do to you. He told her, obviously in a rather serious tone. He stayed on her bed for a moment before he got up, moving to the cell door and sticking his head out, hearing the other prisoners still being loud and annoying. Clamp up! He roared to get them silent, knowing it would work because everyone knew who he was. Being a gang member and in jail meant the word got around quickly as he looked back at her. Understood? He asked her as he moved to his own bed, picking up a gun magazine.
Thread: Now's my chance!

Okay. That was either a really good thing or a really bad thing depending on what he wanted. Despite his intimidating height though, she knew that if she could somehow take him down it would definitely garner some respect with the others and possibly decrease the chance of her getting ganged up on. She could do her own against a group of women and had done it, but men would prove a bit more difficult. She decided that she wouldn't start a fight with him, she'd simply wait until he tried to do something that she didn't like. Otherwise, she'd have to put up with being under his protection, which didn't sit right with her, but...Either way she needed to have some type of protection considering the guards would turn a blind eye to whatever abuse she'd get. Being the prison cum dump was not something she wanted or needed. Well, She began, watching him take out his magazine. We'll see what happens I guess. With a shrug she laid on her side, facing the wall. She had to admit, this was just the most convenient thing right now, and she'd hate throwing it away if he decided to fuck with her. However, her pride would not let her become someones bitch either.
Thread: Now's my chance!

Of course. Sonny replied, somewhat absentmindedly as he flickered through the magazine, finding his favorite gun as he begun reading about it. Besides, whatever the others did, I've been worse. He shrugged, like it was nothing as he sat up. Time passed slowly after all, and he was used to always having something going on around him so being in prison was the worst possible place for him. He grumbled for a bit, noticing the sun was about to set, being early spring, he knew it would take a long time before it would be light when it was dark as he slowly got up. So, tell me, what put you in jail? He asked her again, his tone being rather serious.
Thread: Now's my chance!

For a minute, Micaiah was silent. For some reason it had seemed like decades ago. I played a prank that went bad. She said to the wall, a small grin appearing on her lips. She thought it was funny, even if it resulted in the death of an innocent girl. That girl was by no means innocent and got what she deserved. Unfortunately they traced it back to me and then put me in here for 40 years. I'll be an old lady by the time that sentence is up. Bummer. Especially since she could no longer torture women anymore. The first five years had been fun in prison, but if she was going to spend another 35 years here, she wouldn't be able to enjoy her sentence. She also noticed that it was getting dark, and wondered if they had the same schedule as the females. She let out a frustrated grunt and then rolled on her back, putting her hands behind her head. Damn it.
Thread: Now's my chance!

A single murder? Sonny laughed. I'm here on account of five murders. He told her, making it seem like he enjoyed what he had done. Though I'll have to admit, they could've just asked me what I had done instead of breaking down the door to my house with a SWAT team. He added for the fun side of it. He heard a guard call out that it was time to eat as he smirked. Lets go meet the masses. He said, heading for the door as he avoided putting his hand on the handle. He watched her still sitting on her bed. And if you're worried about the showers, don't worry, you're showering alone with me. The guards cut me a deal and I gained certain 'benefits'. He told her with a sly grin, not seeming to be the slightest worried.
Thread: Now's my chance!

She never much cared about how many murders someone committed. She was used to hearing things like that. The difference was that this man was huge, and he literally towered over her. She was pretty tall herself, so she wasn't used to that. As the bars open, she just sat there, mouth agape when he said something about cutting a deal with guards. Any smart person would be happy to hear that they would not become the resident cum dumpster after all, but she knew what benefits meant. Lets go Mike . One of the guards spat. She grimaced and then walked out with Sonny, feeling everyone eyes on her and the sound of snickering. As she stood in line for lunch, she was behind Sonny keeping a straight face and not showing any kind of nervousness or fear. Men like these got off on it after all. She felt hot breath on the back of her neck, and she turned around and stomped on the guys foot. OW, YOU FUCKING BITCH! The man screamed and took her by the shirt, momentarily forgetting who was standing right in front of her.
Thread: Now's my chance!

Sonny gave the guard a glare, knowing that he had been asked to make sure she got treated properly. Not only by the inmates in his head, but by the guards too as he silently walked with her to the food line. They stood there, progressing slowly until he heard the scream from behind them. He turned his head around, noticing a wide Mexican guy having taken Mike by her shirt and he instinctively growled as the others around the, realised what was happening and backed off. He wasn't going to let it get out of his hand to put up an example for those who crossed his lines. In one long step, he placed his hand on the mexicans shoulder, tightening his grip so hard that the bone cracked so he would be forced to let go of her, the guards moving in towards him as he pushed the Mexican back and turned to the other prisoners. That's what happens if you touch her with the intent to harm her, or in general, touch her with any other intent than I say is okay. He said loudly, the guards understanding and retrieving themselves as the queue seemed to reform around them.
Thread: Now's my chance!

The mexican man cried out in pain as his collar bone snapped under the pressure of the mans fist and he was quickly escorted away by the guards. The entire lunchroom broke out in quiet murmurs, and a voice shouted Keep your bitch under control! But Micaiah could not figure out who had said it. She looked at Sonny and shook her head. I didn't need you to step in. I had it under control. She said loudly as the line continued to move forward. She looked at the food dumped on her tray and realized that it actually looked worse than the food back in her last prison, but she wasn't much hungry anyway. She looked out at the tables and decided that he could take the lead because she had no idea where to sit.
Thread: Now's my chance!

You're my area, so if they try to hurt you, it's their own mistake. Sonny growled to her, not seeming to care about the food as he went to one of the tables furthest away, almost sitting in the corner. He watched as she sat next to him but he didn't seem to talk to her as he ate his food in silence, knowing the entire room was watching him. It wasn't until he was done that he spoke. There's showers every evening, no way out. He told her, not seeming too bothered by the thought of showering with her. He waited for her to finish, or at least until she was ready to leave as he got up with her. Lets go. He told her, his tone calm as he knew she would be stuck with him no matter what, the other men there wouldn't let a chance pass if she was away from him for just a short moment.
Thread: Now's my chance!

She felt like a goddamn fairy. She knew that if she wasn't at his side every moment of every second she'd be swarmed. She hadn't even eaten much of her food. She muttered something smart ass and then got up to go with him. Lunch time wasn't over, but she guessed that he got some sort of special privilege. Where are we going already? She demanded, folding her arms to her chest as she struggled to keep up with the stride of his long legs. Well it could have been worse, she could have been stuck sitting with those guys staring at her all day. Also, what benefits were the guards talking about? It seems mighty funny that no one discussed this with me. I didn't ask for your protection, so if you think I'm giving you anything in return you have another thing coming! She bitched. She had been known to run off at the mouth, talking quickly in sentences people could barely understand.
Thread: Now's my chance!

Sonny laughed, he was heading back to the cell for a bit. It's going to be afternoon soon, so it's yard time. He told her, not seeming too bothered as he listened to her bitching, his mind obviously in another place as he only pretended to listen to her. As they got there, he let her in first, getting in after and locking the door as he stood and watched her. After a bit he broke the silence. First things first. He begun. The benefits is that I get to shower with you, I get to spend this room with you. And if the other inmates ask, you're my bitch. He told her. I'm not doing this for sex or anything, they're cutting some of my time in return for taking care of you. And the reason you weren't invited to the discussion was because they knew you thought yourself too big to need protection against us men. He told her, making it so he wasn't trying to get into her pants like everyone else in the prison who had seen her.
Thread: Now's my chance!

As soon as they went back to her cell, she sat on the bed and crossed her legs. Her mouth dropped a little bit when he told her that it had nothing to do with sex. It always was sex with men. So you get to be in this room with me...and you get to shower with me....but you don't get to have sex with me? Her voice was almost disappointed, but then she shook her head a little. Well...I guess that's not so bad...I don't want to be your bitch though really so whenever someone asks I'll just lie to them. Having a few years shaved off a sentence wasn't a bad reward so she could understood why he did it. It just seemed strange with how corrupt people were these days that he didn't want anything more than to pretend own her. So...why did you kill those men? She asked, looking away with that scowl still on her face, still trying to look tough. She didn't want to let her guard down still, she was sure that he was going to do something that she didn't like.
Thread: Now's my chance!

Sonny nodded in response though he had to correct her. Not entirely, I can have sex with you, but only if you agree to yourself. He told her, letting her know that the seduction part was still there if he so desired. Or if she desired for that matter. He moved to sit on his own bed as he looked towards the door, knowing no one would interupt them. She had of course asked the question he had been waiting a bit for, why he had killed those five men. They were in the way of my boss' plans. He told her, looking her straight in the eye. But the police don't know about the other ten I've helped kill. He said with a smuck grin. It would've been enough to get him into the chair if he had been discovered, but someone else had taken the fall for those deaths.
Thread: Now's my chance!

She narrowed her eyes. What makes you think I'd agree to it? You've got a lot of morals for an inmate. You know that? She smiled and then kicked back on her caught, her arms behind her head. This was a piece of cake then. If all she had to do was be naked around him and sleep in the same cell, this would be a piece of cake. I already like you sonny. I'll just be sitting here and looking pretty for you then. Her eyes were at the ceiling with a smug smirk. Let him and everyone else think that she was his bitch. She just got a free ticket to easy life in prison with no favors. Awww yeah.
Thread: Now's my chance!

It did seem like a little piece of heaven in the midst of all that she had done. But Sonny only replied to her by grinning. You just remember that if I leave the cell, you'll have to follow, because they can only be locked when both inmates are in. He told her, watching how she had put herself across her bed. She was pretty decent looking after all and he had been in prison for two years already. It was very hard to get laid properly. The guards came around on routine checks during yard time, finding them both in there, not a word going on as they moved on. We should get out into the yard. Sonny said after a bit, standing up. I usually work out during the afternoons, there's not much else to do and I could use a hand with the weights. He said with a grin, looking over at her.
Thread: Now's my chance!

She popped an eye open and then shrugged a bit, hopping out of bed and then leaving the cell with him. That would get annoying after a while, and she wasn't sure if she could play follow the leader for the next three decades. She shoved her hand in her pockets and wondered if teasing Sonny would be as fun as torturing the girls back home. After all he said he wouldn't have sex with her without her consent. The thought of doing things to make him frustrated excited her. Lifting waits was something that would give her the opportunity to see just how far she could push him. She might get some stares in the process from other prisoners, but that was okay. Judging by the display of dominance earlier, no one would be bothering her, at least for today. As they went to the weights she wondered how much he could bench. He was such a large man that she wouldn't be surprised if he could do twice as much as she could along with her sitting on the bar.
Thread: Now's my chance!

Sonny stayed silent as he walked there with her, not seeming too fussed. She did get a lot of glances, especially after they entered the gym section as only a few of the males could guess what she would be doing there. He moved instinctively to the bench, shaking his head at the weights, quickly changing the weights to the heaviest he could find around the bench before he moved on, pulling his shirt off. He flexed his muscles for himself before he laid down, putting his hands on the bar. He was able to lift it off the holder as he begun lifting and sinking the bar with weights on, his muscles bulging and flexing with every move as he kept his eyes fixed on a spot in the ceiling, not seeming to worry about maybe ending up being tired or anything. But her head was right, he would be able to take more, the problem was that it was the heaviest weights in the prison and they hadn't bought new ones in years.
Thread: Now's my chance!

The female disregarded her glances and smirked. While they were walking she had moved her tank top down enough where here generous cleavage could be seen. As he took off his shirt, she admired him in awe. She had never seen so much muscle on anyone before without looking like a steroid junkie. She was a little mesmerized at first but when he began benching without even letting her know, she took hold of the bar and let it move up and down for a second before putting some of her weight and seen if he noticed. If he looked up to see what she was doing he'd get a face full of cleavage, and her nipples were a little hard from the gander she had taken before. She moved herself so that she was leaning over a little, her butt sticking out and teasing the rest of them men who could not take their eyes off of her.