Bimbofication: Part 2

These events immediately follow the preceding chapter...

Emma desperately needed to pee. She hadn't gone all morning. Sarah pulled off the road into a parking lot, and the car came to a stop. Emma looked out the car's windows from the back seat but didn't recognize where they were. She was completely naked and held her position. She didn't dare move, fearing Sarah might put the convertible's top down again. Her long legs were spread wide, her arms up behind the headrests, her mouth open and tongue out.

"Ahh eee ooo hee," Emma said, her voice distorted by her outstretched tongue.

Sarah turned and looked back at Emma. She smelled of old coffee; Sarah had splashed some in her face just moments earlier, and her damp brown hair fell along her outstretched arms. Emma slouched back with her legs apart. Her pussy was completely exposed between her spread thighs, hanging over the edge of the seat. It glistened, and wetness dribbled from her puffy labia down through her ass cheeks, dripping off the edge of the leather seat.

"Ahh eed ooa hee!" Emma said again, more loudly this time. She'd had her tongue out for quite a while now, and saliva had built up in her mouth, making it difficult to swallow. Gobs of drool dripped off her tongue as she tried to speak.

"Aren't you a slutty sight?" Sarah responded finally, in a teasing tone. She reached back to caress Emma's open thighs. Emma squirmed in response to the touch and groaned in frustration and humiliation through her open mouth, but she remained in position. Her clit visibly pulsated, seeming to beg for attention.

Sarah continued to tease Emma's naked body. She noted that body hair was visible on Emma's legs, underarms, and pussy.

"You have so much body hair, Em. Don't you know that good sluts are supposed to be smooth?" Sarah teased, moving her touch to lightly pet Emma's pussy hair.

"Ahhhhh mmmmmmm hhuhhh…ah eed ooa hee…ahhh…"

"Alright, slut, be patient," Sarah replied. "You can pee inside. You're having a 'spa day,' and I'm sure they'll have a bathroom..."

Sarah stopped petting Emma's pussy and slapped it, making a wet thwack sound. Emma squealed but held her position.

Sarah tossed a large bottle of water and an apple into the back of the car. "Drink that entire bottle, and eat your lunch," Sarah said. "Then put your clothes back on. You have one minute." Sarah rolled the back windows down and exited the car.

Emma pulled herself out of position. She moved her dried tongue around in her mouth, finding relief as she wet it again. Then she sat naked in the seat, evaluating her situation.

Sarah opened the trunk of the car and retrieved something. She stood outside Emma's backseat window, holding up an oversized jacket.

"And once you're done, you can put this on…"

"Fifty seconds!" Sarah said.

Realizing she had no choice but to do as ordered, Emma drank fast from the oversized bottle of water. She got it down to three-quarters. She grabbed the apple now and held it tight between her hands, eating as fast as she could. Finished! She grabbed the water again and chugged. Halfway done.

"Thirty seconds!" Sarah continued, standing outside the car and monitoring Emma's progress.

Emma was starting to feel ill from gulping so much water so quickly. She finally finished it and felt sick, but the nausea soon passed.

"Ten seconds!" Sarah continued, holding up the remote for her car, her finger hovering over the button to retract the roof.

"I'm naked! Where are my clothes!" Emma said to herself, scrambling in the back seat. Emma found the items on the floor and pulled up the g-string and tiny skirt over her hips.

The car's convertible roof began to retract. "No! I'm not ready!" Emma shrieked. She rushed to try to put her arms through the top and stretched the fabric over her breasts; the top barely covered them. The roof was fully retracted now; she was visible to the busy parking lot.

Sarah stood outside the car and held up the oversized black jacket that she'd pulled from the trunk. "Put this on, slut. They might not let you in looking like that…"

Emma jumped out of the car but staggered, still feeling ill from the large bottle of water she'd just chugged. Her abdomen looked distended from her full bladder. Emma grabbed the jacket and put it on desperately to hide herself while Sarah locked the car and put the roof back down. Sarah then gestured for Emma to follow her and walked towards one of the shops at the edge of the parking lot.

With the jacket on and zipped up to her chin, Emma sighed thankfully that she was covered. It was a large jacket and came down to her mid-thigh. Her bare legs and bare feet stuck out the bottom.

Emma recalled, urgently, that she desperately needed to pee. The bottle of water had made this situation much worse. Sarah had said she could pee inside, Emma remembered. The string of pearls from her g-string teased her as it slid through her pussy when she moved, keeping her distracted and frustrated. Emma hurried as quickly as she could after Sarah, cautiously hopping through the parking lot on the balls of her bare feet. She was careful to avoid sharp stones and gravel, and her feet burned on the black pavement baking under the hot sun.

Sarah approached a shop at the end of the parking lot. A sign over the door read "Min's Spa & Salon." She looked back to check on Emma, who was making slow progress behind her, and then entered.

The spa's furnishings and décor were decades old, but it was clean and smelled fresh. Sarah had stepped into a small waiting room with no other customers. A desk stood in front of the door, and behind it, a long hallway led further inside. An older woman, simply dressed and looking to be in her late sixties, stood behind the desk and smiled at Sarah. "Welcome. Do you have an appointment today?"

"I called earlier; I believe we spoke?" Sarah replied.

"Oh yes! Very special requests. I have arranged it. Everything is ready," the woman replied, nodding.

"That's her coming now," Sarah said, pointing out at Emma through the window as she approached through the parking lot.

"Oh. Yes. I see," the woman responded.

"My friend is very 'special,'" Sarah said. "This is for your troubles. Please complete everything that I asked for." Sarah placed a generous cash tip on the counter, an amount far exceeding the cost of the services she had ordered.

"Oh, yes! I will make sure," the woman said, nodding quickly.

Just then, Emma reached the door. Sarah moved to stand in the doorway, blocking her way. Emma stood in front of Sarah, wanting to get inside. Her legs were crossed, and she bent awkwardly.

"Now you be a good girl and enjoy your spa day…I'll be back to pick you up later. Have fun!" Sarah said as she caressed Emma's hair gently. Sarah deftly pulled Emma's hearing aids out of her ears and snatched her glasses.

"Hey! I need those!" Emma said. Her world had gone silent and blurry. She was nearly deaf without her hearing aids, and her extreme nearsightedness left her vision completely blurry without her thick glasses. Sarah ignored Emma and exited the shop, leaving Emma to enter alone and confused.

Emma needed to pee desperately, and it took all of her strength to hold it in. She waddled now as she walked, nearly blind without her glasses. She hoped to find someone gracious inside this shop to guide her to a bathroom.

"Hello? Can I please use your bathroom?" Emma said, hoping someone was there.

Emma could not hear or see, and after several moments, she sensed people on both sides of her, holding her arms and guiding her forwards.