Thread: Pregnant Bimbos (Cheesecake&Maiesiobreed)

You know, this is kind of horseshit. I wasn't a bimbo before this started, that was your gig, so why the hell am I turning into one now? Christy Reighn said as she waddled into the room, her hugely pregnant belly arriving about a second before she did. Christy Reighn, AKA Gothika, had once been one of the most feared superheroes in all of Metropolitan City. The 5'7 goth chick had used her knowledge of the black arts to her advantage, weaving intricate spells to disable villains and strike fear into the heart of the shadowy underworld that seemed to pop up ever so often in the city. The once jet black hair girl had thrived on her looks as well as her magic, her pale skin shimmering under a completely jet black costume that included a purple cape, the only shade of color that she allowed on her body. Her eyes were usually offset with jet black eyeshadow, her face adorned with piercings....She had made the career move to team with Bimbo Gal because she found that while henchmen were fawning over her sexual nature, she could easily weave spells to disarm or disable them. It was a win win, they had gained national publicity for their odd couple like pairing and it had been effective...they had done a lot of good for the city. But now...now after their tumble with Aerobica it had all changed. They had most certainly underestimated the cartoonish looking 1980's adorned workout woman. She had cast some strange spell on them before they were able to put her away....she hadn't thought much about it as they were shuttling her off to jail, because nothing had happened to her. She had forgotten all about it that night when she had gone to sleep.... But oh my when she woke up she was in for the surprise of her life. Her breasts, her once gravity defying 34B breasts, had ballooned more than three cup sizes. Sure, they were still gravity defying, but they were huge, at least in the EE range. Her ass had swollen outwards, leaving J-Lo's to shame. Her lips were like twin pillows, bee stung and swollen, permanently pursed and pouting. Her hair, her once lovely black hair, was bleached blonde and shaped in twin french braids, all the way down to the small of her back. Someone had described her hair as exactly the same as Cammy's from Streetfighter, a reference she didn't get. She didn't scream until she saw her stomach, ballooned and swollen. She tentatively touched it and cried out, as something, or somethings were kicking and squirming in her. She was pregnant, massively so, and hadn't been the night before. She tried to maintain her composure and got out of bed and waddled over to the closet. When she looked at her old uniform a wave of nausea ran over her....she picked it up and she moaned, so sickening, but when she dropped it the feeling went away. Her eyes were drawn to a bright pink leotard...and since the tranformation she found that it was the only thing that she could wear without throwing up. It hugged every inch of her swollen body, showing off every curve and crevice...and it wasn't complete unless she was wearing her pink heels. Nobody knew who she was anymore, people didn't recognize her, it was so frustrating! Can you please turn that off....you know how I get Christy said as she waddled into the television room and saw that Bimbo Gal was watching an aerobics video. She had been experiencing a strange side effect of the change...whenever she saw an aerobics show she would get incredibly horny and found that she usually joined in with the exercize....usually with a vibrator stuffed up her pussy.