Bimbofication: Part 2

Sarah had parked her car much closer this time, and they didn’t need to walk far through the parking lot. Emma hurried to the car ahead of Sarah, her steps light and eager.

Sarah unlocked the car with her remote, and Emma seated herself in the back. Without even a word from Sarah, she pulled off her crop top, skirt, and g-string. Emma stretched her legs apart, spread her arms across the back of the seat behind the headrests, and opened her mouth wide. Finally, she stuck her tongue out as far as it would go and wiggled it happily at Sarah as she sat in the driver’s seat.

“You’re such a good girl…” Sarah said, reaching into the back and stroking Emma’s pussy. Emma smiled widely, her tongue still hanging out, and she shook her hips happily.

“Now you stay just like that, and I’m going to put on something for you to listen to…” Sarah said, and she pressed a sequence of buttons on the remote control for Emma’s new hearing aids:

External Audio Amplification: Disabled
Noise Cancellation: Enabled
Audio Input: Paired Storage Device
Audio Controls: Play

As Emma stretched out in the back seat, suddenly, all sounds ceased. Nothing. Complete and utter silence. It was a profound void, even quieter than when she had no hearing aids in at all, and it felt deeply unsettling. Suddenly, a click, and then a buzzing sound went back and forth from one ear and then to the other. Then a woman’s voice began speaking as the buzzing continued. She had a charming accent and spoke slowly, robotically…

^{Close your eyes… breathe deeply… and relax… Let go of all your worries, and listen to the sound of my voice. My voice is soothing to your ears. You are floating, peacefully, all cares and worries melt away. You are relaxed, breathing deeply.}

^{Some people ask me, what is a bimbo? Well, the answer is quite simple. Bimbos don’t need to worry. Bimbos are just happy, and bubbly, and giggly. A bimbo shares her happiness with everyone.}

^{Bimbos are special, and you are a bimbo. Your body is beautiful and sexy. Everyone loves to see your body, and you love to display it for them. You have no reason to be shy. A bimbo is obedient. Your mind is empty, you feel happy. You are an empty vessel.}

^{Bimbos are special, and you are a bimbo. Your body is beautiful and sexy. You live to show your body to everyone, and you want to make it perfect for them. Anyone may touch your body. Your purpose is to be obedient, beautiful, and happy.}

^{Focus on your pussy. Feel it growing wetter. A bimbo’s pussy is always wet and ready to be touched. You may not touch it, though, but you want to. You always want to. You are obedient, and you need permission to touch your pussy. Anyone else may touch it. If you show your body to them, and if they like it, then maybe they will touch it for you.}

Sarah pulled up to the drive-through speaker as Emma appeared to be in a trance in the back seat, still in position. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, and a thin, clear strand of drool dripped onto her outstretched body.

“Hello, can I take your order?” a muffled voice asked through the intercom.

“I’ll have the cheeseburger meal, with a Diet Coke and an extra-large fries. And, a garden salad with no dressing, a side of apple slices, and a bottled water.”

“OK, please pull ahead. Thank you…” the intercom buzzed.

Sarah pulled the car up to the window. A scrawny-looking, greasy-faced fast-food employee, who looked to be in his early 20’s, took Sarah’s payment.

“I’ll be right back with your order, miss,” he said sheepishly, without making eye contact.

He hadn’t seen Emma. It was getting dark; the sun was setting, and not much light was coming into the car. Sarah deliberately turned on the interior dome light, bathing the back seat in a sterile, bright glow that illuminated every inch of Emma’s exposed flesh.

“Here’s your order, thank y—Oh… Oh my god! Is… is she OK?” he saw Emma in the back seat, his eyes wide with disbelief.

“Oh her? Yes, she’s fine. Do you like her?” Sarah replied, her voice casual.

“I uh… yeah! She’s… why is she sitting like that?”

“I’m going to park over there…” Sarah said, pointing to the parking lot. “If you’d like, you can come over and help feed her some of the food you made for her…” Sarah pulled away from the window and parked the car at the edge of the parking lot, away from the other cars.

Shortly, there was a knock on Sarah’s window. She lowered the window, and as expected, it was the young man from the drive-through.

“Hi! I uh… you said I could help… with something?” he stammered.

“Just wait one minute. I’ll unlock the back door, and then you can get in and sit next to her,” Sarah said, and raised her window back up without waiting for a response.

Emma remained naked in the back, still appearing as though she were in a trance. Her arms and legs were still spread apart. Her tongue only stuck out a little now; she’d relaxed into a hypnotic state.

Sarah pressed several buttons on the hearing aids’ remote control.

Audio Controls: Stop
Noise Cancellation: Disabled
Audio Input: Environment
External Audio Amplification: Enabled

“Hello slut, welcome back. How do you feel?” Sarah said, speaking softly, rousing Emma from her trance.

“I feel so… horny!” Emma said, an eager smile spreading across her face.

“Good girl, I’m going to put on some more sounds for you to listen to, and I have a special friend who’s going to feed you dinner. Be good for him, OK?”

Emma smiled, nodding her head eagerly.

“Stick out your tongue, slut. Don’t forget how you sit in the car…”

Sarah pressed several buttons on the hearing aids’ remote control again.

External Audio Amplification: Disabled
Noise Cancellation: Enabled
Audio Input: Paired Storage Device
Audio Controls: Play

Again, Emma’s world went silent, followed by a buzzing sound that moved from one ear to the next. Then, again a melodic buzzing played in Emma's ears, and a pre-recorded man's voice slowly repeated on a loop:

^{A bimbo has no shame. Anyone may touch your body. Your purpose is to be obedient, beautiful, and happy.}

Sarah unlocked the back door. And, after a moment, it opened slowly.

“Umm… Hi. May I come in?” the young man stood with the back door open, speaking to Emma.

“She can’t hear you. Get in and close the door,” Sarah said, watching him in her car’s rear-view mirror, her voice flat and commanding.

Emma looked up and smiled a welcoming smile at her new friend. She wiggled her tongue flirtatiously, beckoning that he should sit next to her. Her legs were widely spread across the back seats, and she moved one leg in to make room for him to sit.

^{A bimbo has no shame. Anyone may touch your body. Your purpose is to be obedient, beautiful, and happy.}

He sat down next to Emma and closed the door. His eyes were wide, and he was sweating. Emma, with her arms still spread across the entire back seat, also spread out her legs again; she put her leg over his.

“H-hi there, I’m Dan...” he stammered, speaking to Emma.

“She can’t hear you, Dan,” Sarah repeated, casually plucking a french fry from the bag and eating it as she watched the two in the back seat. “You can touch her if you want.”

Dan studied Emma’s face as he slowly moved a hand towards her breasts. Emma smiled widely with her tongue out of her mouth, her eyes sparkled and seemed to beg him to touch her.

He touched a nipple lightly, and Emma seemed to melt into the seat. She moaned. He moved his hands all over her body: feeling her breasts, her stomach, her spread thighs. He eagerly explored her body but avoided touching her glistening pussy.

“Would you believe she’s never kissed a boy before? Would you like to be her first?” Sarah asked, watching him with amusement.

“Yes.. I-I would.”

Dan closed his eyes, and he moved his face closer to Emma’s, going for her first kiss. Emma understood, and she closed her eyes as well, and they kissed passionately.

“Rub her pussy while you kiss her,” Sarah said, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Dan moved his hand down Emma’s abdomen and felt her bald pussy lips with his fingers. It was slick with juices.

Emma moaned, humping his hand while she kissed him. She stayed in position, with her arms and legs widely spread, but her hips came up high off the seat as she tried to fuck his hand. He moved his other hand to the belt of his pants, loosening it.

“None of that. Keep your dick in your pants,” Sarah said, her voice serious and hinting that there was no room for argument. 

“Bu—but I thought…” Dan stammered, his hand freezing.

“Here’s her dinner. Feed it to her while you finger her.”

Dan dropped bits of food from the garden salad into Emma’s open mouth as he fingered her with his other hand. He kissed her passionately between bites. Emma orgasmed several times, but she never quite found relief, and her arousal level only increased. She moaned in frustration, a desperate, needy sound.

^{A bimbo has no shame. Anyone may touch your body. Your purpose is to be obedient, beautiful, and happy.}

Sarah ate her cheeseburger and fries while she watched. Once Emma had finished her food, Dan was asked to leave the car. He didn’t know if he’d see Emma again, and he’d never forget her.