Bimbo Lights – chapter 1

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CAUTION – This story includes lots of cigarette smoking, some incest, and mind control / bimbofication. If you don’t like those, please go read something else. You have been warned.

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I gave my brief speech at a porn convention. “Men, my name is Ken Travers. I haven’t been paid to do this endorsement. I’m a huge fan of Bimbotech and all their products. I don’t even smoke, but Bimbo Lights have improved my life and the lives of all my friends drastically. Give some to a female smoker and she’ll change into a hot and horny idiot within minutes. If a girl doesn’t smoke, have her smell one and she’ll want to try it.

Ladies of the sex industry, smoking Bimbo Lights is the best thing you can do to further your career. They’ll make your breasts grow until you have at least a pair of 36 double-D’s, even for Asian girls under 5 feet tall. They thin your legs and waist and plump up your butt. They erase stretch marks and smooth out facial wrinkles, too. They even block most of the pain from taking huge toys or cocks in your pussy, receiving anal sex, or wearing super-high heels all day! Best of all, they prevent pregnancy!

Whether you smoke or not, even if you don’t know any women who currently smoke, I strongly advise you to buy Bimbo Lights if you’re ever lucky enough to find them. Get at least a dozen cartons, if you can. Trust me, you’ll be overjoyed you did.”

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FIVE YEARS EARLIER

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My Dad was a long-haul trucker, so he was only home for a couple of days, 2 or 3 times a month. When I was little he had played basketball and other sports with me often, but over the last few years I barely saw him.

I thought it was very odd Mom was a nurse but smoked cigarettes. She was overly concerned with every little detail of my health, including how many times I’d had a bowel movement or peed. How many times did I have wet dreams or masturbate in the last week? Was my urine overly dark or light? Did I have any itching, genital pain, or unusual penile discharge? Was I using condoms with the non-existent girls who were willing to come within arm’s reach of me?

I guess her working at a free clinic and seeing a lot of unplanned pregnancies and diseases every day explained at least part of that, but it was terribly uncomfortable and embarrassing. I dreaded talking to her, since there was no telling when she would ask excessively private questions. I guessed she was better looking than average for her age, but she was my Mom and around 40. That meant I only thought about her while I masturbated a few times a month, then felt guilty about it for days afterward.

My oldest sister Elizabeth was beautiful but a self-righteous hypocrite. It was even worse, since her fiancée was a young preacher and they mentioned either Jesus or God an average of twice a sentence.