The Big Bimbo Bar (Updated)

Drew, Nina, and Betty were all fitness models. All three fit the bill perfectly with tight bodies, c-cup breasts, and lovely faces.

Currently the ladies were lost on their way to a photo shoot in the warehouse district of LA.

"Ugh, can't we just pull over somewhere and ask for directions?" Whined Drew as she played with her light blonde hair.

Nina nodded her head in agreement. "I'll pull over at the next place, I promise."

Betty pointed to a neon lit sign off the side of the road. "Over there!"

Nina pulled in, but the trio felt dismayed when they saw the sign closer.

"Big Bimbo Bar? Sounds like some kind of titty bar for chubby chasers" said Drew with a look of disgust on her face.

After a brief discussion the models all agreed it wasn't a good idea for them to venture into such a sketchy looking place alone. So all three went in the bar. Glancing around they quickly noted that all of the staff were beautiful, busty, plump women in VERY tight dresses. All except for a handsome man in a suit working behind the bar.

"Yuck, look at all of these cows dressed like sluts! Let's talk the bartender, at least he looks normal." Nina said with disdain.

All three sauntered up the bar, passing by several of the overly ripe waitress. Betty made a mental note that despite their weight, all were well formed, with flawless skin. It was like someone had emptied out the Playboy mansion and fattened up all of the playmates.

"What's your poison, dolls?" The bartender said with a slight southern drawl.

"Three skinny bitches" Nina replied.

Without missing a beat the bartender responded "I saw ya'll are....but you must mean the cocktail. Sorry, we don't serve that here. Would you care for a Curvy Harlot instead?"

Nina felt her pulse race. This guy was smug as hell.

"So, what's the deal with this bar? Some kinda fat farm?" Nina said with an icy glare.

The bartender looked the three models over for a second, his face turning lecherous. Lingering on their breasts a little too long. Finally he replied:

"We provide an atmosphere no other Gentlemen's Bar currently caters to. Believe me, many men prefer full figured women such as our staff. Honestly if the three of you filled out, you'd make fine additions to our bevy of beauties."

Betty tried to pull Nina back but it was too late. She was leaving over the bar and screaming in the bartenders face.

"Do you honestly think we'd want to look like any of your fat skanks?!"

The bartender simply leaned back and pressed a button under the bar.

"Funny you should say that!" He said with a smile.

Then mechanical claws rose up from the bar and pulled all three of them under onto some kind of slide.

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As the girls were lowered under the bar, the claws removed their clothing, revealing their toned bodies.  They heard the bartender's voice over a loud speaker.

"My name is Alistair Mudd. My family is made up of eccentrics, outcasts, and oddballs. We all share a slightly unique idea of beauty and recently we combined forces to see that America embraces this ideal. Bars like this will pop up across the country and turn men every where onto the idea of big bimbos."

With that the models all landed on what felt like a conveyor belt, the claws still holding them tight.

"Recently we combined my brother's use of science and my sister's use of magic to create this device. Get ready for a transformative ride through the Bimbo-matic 2.0! I have it set for BBW mode, so kiss those slender figures goodbye!"

Back up at the bar, Mudd flipped open a control panel. The machine was primed and ready. Each of the girls would be processed through it and come out the other end plump and bimbofied. Still, Alistair liked to make personal touches to each new group of girls.

"Glasses" he said with a grin. Then he typed in "naughty Librarian" on the key pad, and pressed the enter key.

Downstairs, the conveyer belt lurched forward. Betty was the first to move into a long, dark tunnel.  As she entered the darkness, she felt a force spread her legs. It felt like the hands of a long lost lover. Then, out of nowhere a floating neon pink dildo slid into her suddenly wet pussy.

"Oh...my..." She said as pleasurable sensations rocked her entire body. Betty found herself uncontrollably bucking and moaning.

"That's an avatar of Balor, demon of lust. Just a little something to increase your libido. Of course the next part with the personal touches I like the best." Mudd said over the speakers.

Furiously typing away, Mudd thought to himself.

"Girl has the tiniest waist I've ever seen. Flat tummy too. That's a good place to start!"

Betty snapped out of her pleasure haze as what looked like an old fashion girdle wrapped itself around her midsection. The feeling of needles poking into her waist and tummy startled her even more. Then it dawned on her what was about to happen.

"Please don't, I've worked years of getting this body!" She screamed.

There was no verbal answer from Mudd, just the needles starting to shock her body. Underneath the girdle she could feel years of exercise being undone as her belly expanded outward.

"Don't worry, once you're all done...you will be proud of your new belly." Mudd finally said as then girdle was removed. Revealed was a soft mountain of flab. Betty's midsection looked like she'd never worked out a day in her life even though the rest of her was still toned.

"Now for the rest of you. We couldn't leave you with a mismatched body right?"

 A large black bra was wrapped around her medium sized breasts. The pricking sensation started again. Betty's c-cups surged forward into fat double ds.

"I'm not going too big with you. Some fellas like a pear shape."

Betty's eyes widened with that comment as black leggings were wrapped around her lower body. Suddenly Betty felt her ass, hips, and thighs balloon to huge sizes.

"You've ruined me!" screamed Betty.

A mask-like mold lowered itself from the ceiling.

"Temper...temper. Let's get you finished up! I'm thinking white trash rocker chick is a good look for you." Mudd said over the speakers.

The mold wrapped itself around Betty's face.

Outside of the machine, Nina and Drew were struggling with their bonds when they both heard a "ding" sound. Like it was coming from a giant microwave. Steam erupted from the machine and a figure stepped out.

She was dressed in a too small flannel crop top, which barely contained her large breasts. A bulging belly stuck out proudly under the cleavage. The belly tapered off into a huge ass and thick legs which were wrapped in tight black jeans.

The face was round with plump lips. She wore glasses on her face, but there was no mistaken who it was. It was Betty.

"Damn y'all, they fixed me up right!" the new Betty said while slapping her ass. Her Cali accent had turned into a southern drawl.

"What the hell did they do to you?" Nina said.

"Made me one hot bitch and he's about to do the same to Drew. Later y'all, my shift is about to start."

And with that Betty swayed her large ass up the stairs.

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The machine suddenly roared back to life. Drew was struggling as the belt moved her towards it.

"Blonde, beach bunny type...I've got all kinds of ideas of what to do with you." Mudd said over the speakers.

"Oh..my...GOD!"

Drew howled with pleasure as the dildo buzzed inside her.

As she shivered in ecstasy, what looked like a vintage hair salon dryer put itself around her head.

"You're a natural blonde right?" Mudd asked.

"Yesss" Drew managed to say in between orgasms.

"Well, we can't have that..." Mudd added.

Drew felt a damp feeling form over her hair and a sensation, almost like it was growing.

"A proper dumb blonde is always a bottle blonde" Mudd chuckled.  Dark roots started to form in Drew's hair as it grew outward.

"I'm not dumb you asshole!" Drew finally managed to yell out.

Next a syringe needle came out and poked both her lips. She felt her lips expand and plump. "Cock sucking lips" she found herself thinking. The idea wasn't an altogether unpleasant one.

"You mean you aren't dumb yet, but trust me you'll be our resident dumb beach bunny once I'm through. First let's get that body fatkini ready!"

Suddenly Drew found herself wrapped in what felt like a giant mold. Tingling sensations all over as first her breasts ballooned outward into huge triple d cups.

"Knockers" she thought. "We used to call breasts like these knockers." 

The rest of her body followed suit as fat inflated in liberal amounts all over.  She was removed from the mold and could finally inspect herself.  She wasn't as big as Betty had become but certainly very chubby with a rounded tummy and hips.   She also made note of a light tan. She could almost pass as Latina.

"Now the face and your personality."

"No please don.."

Drew was cut off. A second mold lowered itself from the ceiling and wrapped itself around her head.  The tingling began again. First she felt her cheeks puff out with fat. The a surprised addition as her nose spread outward and became more bulbous.

But more concerning were the foreign thoughts invading her mind.  Her sucking Mudd's cock from underneath the bar.  Her partying all night nude on the beach.  With each thought, she found herself not only getting wetter but her IQ was dropping like a rock.

As she came one last time it was all totally clear.  She was hipster valley girl who loved the beach, boys, and boys staring at her big tits.

"How ya feeling in there Drew?" Mudd asked as the face mold removed itself.

"Like totally kewl!" She said in her dumb blonde voice.

The machine then proceeded to dress her in a too tight pink, spandex mini-dress, high heels, and black glasses for the hipster vibe.  A gold necklace that said "partygirl" was barely visible under her double chin.  Her make-up was painted on thickly, her lip stick a bright shade of pink.

Drew stepped out of the machine. She knew her shift was about to start. She was excited, it was the best part of her day. She glared down at Nina with contempt as she wiggled passed her.

"Gawd, skinny girls with no tits gross me out..."

Nina's jaw dropped.

"Don't worry, it's your turn now." Mudd said over the speakers.

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"I'm thinking retro pinup wannabe for you." he added.

The machine started rolling Nina towards it.

As with the other girls, Nina felt the pink dildo slip in-between her legs. Rolls of pleasure came over her as she tried to speak.

"I...I...I...I have a confession to make."

Mudd looked up from his work and talked into the speaker. "What's that?"

"The reason I was so angry with you as that I've always harbored a secret fantasy about being turned into a fat girl with huge tits. I've been seriously turned on this whole time."

Mudd's eyes widened.  He couldn't be believe his luck.

"Well, as it happens I do need a manager to keep the other girls in line.  If you agree to that, I'll let you pick two aspects of your transformation. "

Nina said "I want to still be smar-"

"Not that." Said Mudd. "You'll be less stupid than the other girls but this is a bimbo bar after all."

Nina paused and thought for a second.

"I want huge tits.  Like the biggest you've ever seen.  I never even want to see my toes again. And I want an hourglass figure but like...a really fat one."

The machine came back alive. Mudd said nothing.

First two plungers lowered themselves from the ceiling and attached themselves to Nina's tits.  She got wetter as her breasts just swelled and swelled.  All the way to huge double HH cups and beyond.

Next a corset was wrapped around her body and a tingling sensation started. Her body plumped and reshaped itself.  Large amounts of fat gathering in just the right places.  Her butt became a round, heart shaped thing of wonder, flowing into birthing hips and thick thighs.  Her waist cinched in just slightly, giving her a cartoonish hourglass body.

The "hair dryer" that had done it's work on Drew, put itself over her head. 

"I'm thinking you're a ginger." Mudd said as the machine permanently dyed Nina's hair red.

Finally the face mold wrapped itself around Nina's face.  Her nose was pointed just ever so slightly as her cheeks were rounded. A small beauty mark was added to her chin.

"And get ready to meet your new personality" Mudd said while pressing a button.

Nina's mind was overwhelmed with images of her posing next to old hot rods at car shows.  Her trying out for burlesque troops.  Even a stint at the local roller derby. She was a naughty girl who lived for boning hot greaser guys. 

The machine removed the mold and began dressing Nina. Seamed stockings with garters were put over her thick legs.  She was then poured into a hot pink and white pencil dress.  Finally a hair flower and horn rimmed glasses were added, completing the rockabilly feel.

Nina wiggled out. Happy. Sexually excited.

"I look so sexy now" She said while looking down at her big boobs bouncing away.

At the top of the stairs she saw Mudd waiting for her.

"Va-va-va-voom!" He howled. Nina felt herself get wetter.

She winked as she walked past him to start her shift.

"Hey boss, three Curvy Harlots right?"

Mudd watched her huge, perfectly formed ass sway. Another sad, skinny girl turned into a hot BBW.  Another great day on the job.