Twilight runs hurriedly down the sidewalk, anxious to make it home from school. Her lungs huffed and wheezed, struggling to keep up. She had always been more brains than brawn, but that fact wasn't going to slow her down today. She was just too excited about getting to work on her latest science project.
She only got the idea for it a few days ago, when she was trying to sort through all the requests she'd gotten for tutoring. Twilight had always been the smartest of her peers, so it wasn't surprising that people wanted her help in school.
However, the number of people asking for her help kept growing more and more, and Twilight was struggling to keep up with it. There was no way she could help everyone, especially when she struggled to find time to do her own homework and study.
And that's when she got the idea: if she couldn't help people study, then she could build a computer program that could do it for her! Twilight already had a huge fascination with coding and had tried out many online study tools in the past. Creating one herself would be a piece of cake.
And now, just a few days later, it was almost complete. Today, she would put the finishing touches on it, and then she would be free. If anyone needed her help, she could just give them the program and move on, allowing her to tackle her own schoolwork without distraction.
Soon enough, Twilight finally makes it to her house, jogging her way inside, up the steps, and straight to her bedroom. She makes a beeline for her desk, sitting down so she can finally catch her breath. Once she does, she taps the computer mouse to wake it from sleep mode.
The only application she has open is her project, titled: The Magic of Learning. It may have sounded corny, but after the adventures she had, Twilight thought it was perfect.
She then began her analysis of the study program's various lines of code, ensuring everything was ready for her test run today. The first half of the program was the Gathering Intelligence section.
This is where the program asked questions to figure out what someone knew a certain topic and what they didn't. This part turned out to be more complicated to code than Twilight thought, but she was confident that she had finally figured it out.
The second half of the program was the actual tutoring part, where the program would inform you about the topic you selected. Luckily, this part had been pretty easy to code. Now, all she had to do was pick a topic for her test run.
Once she was satisfied with the lines of code in place, Twilight then located the page titled: Study Material Analysis.
Here, you would pick a file, like a PDF, video, etc., and the program would analyze it to identify what info was essential for teaching. She clicked on Select File and quickly found the calculus schoolwork file she downloaded earlier just for this test. However, she couldn't help but notice the file right underneath: The Perfect Bimbo Slut.
Dirty thoughts began creeping into her mind, as Twilight thought about her secret fetish. There was just something so hot about a busty airhead that couldn't think of anything but sex. Just the thought of it was making her wet, as she felt drops of arousal leaking into her panties.
With one hand still hovering the mouse around the raunchy video, Twilight's other hand began slipping down her pants, her fingers stopping just short of her pussy.
It was tempting for her to just go to town right then, but she knew that finishing her project was more important. But that didn't make her any less horny at the moment.
Eventually, she pulled her hand away, but accidentally hit the desk with her arm when she did, knocking over a cup of pencils that scattered onto the floor.
As she got out of her seat to pick them up, she didn't notice that she had accidentally clicked the Bimbo video download instead of the calculus schoolwork.
Nor did she notice a faint stream of magic floating in through the window. It circled across her desk, leaving a glowing comet-like trail, before burying itself into her computer.
Having gathered up all the pencils in the cup again, Twilight put it back on the desk before sitting back in her chair to focus on her project. That's when she noticed the screen had changed, saying:
STUDY MATERIAL DOWNLOADED.
I guess I clicked the calculus schoolwork when I hit the table, Twilight thought. Satisfied, she moved the mouse to the START button, ready to get started with the test run.
However, when she clicked START, she suddenly felt a strange tingling on her forehead. At first, she assumes it to be an oncoming headache or migraine. But then she feels the tingling expanding to the top of her head as well. It then moves downward towards her ears, then past them towards her chin, until her entire head is engulfed by the tingling.
Twilight is bewildered by the mysterious feeling, as she tries to figure out a scientific explanation for what was happening. But before she could, the tingling started penetrating past her skin and making its way inside of her head. Twilight is seriously frightened by the tingling at this point, and considers calling 911.
But that doom spiral is interrupted when the tingling hits her brain. Instantly, she feels a calmness washing over her mind, comforting her. It's only now that she notices how good the tingling actually feels, the way it massaged her worries away and replaced them with blissful peace. She found herself enjoying the experience more than she expected to. In fact, she wanted it to last as long as possible.
As she sat there, soaking in the mental relaxation, she noticed something had changed about her study program. The screen was now displaying a loading screen bar, with the words GATHERING INTELLIGENCE located above it. That was strange, Twilight wondered. I don't remember creating that.
Just then, she felt a small tug on her brain, like the pulling of a thread. She found herself thinking about the Pythagorean Theorem, the memory of it surfacing to the forefront of her mind. Then she felt that memory yanked away, pulled out of her mind completely, and she forgot about it entirely, remembering only a vague sense that she had forgotten something important.
Then she felt another tug on her brain, and she was suddenly thinking about surface area, before that piece of info was pulled out of her head, and forgotten about.
This kept happening with more and more pieces of knowledge, leaving her with gaps in her brain, but also with no idea on what used to fill them. This was incredibly confusing for Twilight. She always prided herself on her intelligence, and somehow, it was being ripped away from her.
She wanted to stop it, to get those memories back, even if she couldn't even remember what they were. Yet the tingling in her brain made it hard to focus on what was happening, let alone figure out a way to stop it.
As she struggled against the assault on her mind, Twilight noticed her study program had changed again. Now the loading screen bar was partially full. Not only that, but when another memory was pulled out of her head, the bar filled up a little more.
After seeing that, plus the GATHERING INTELLIGENCE phrase right above it, Twilight had an epiphany: What if the study program was literally gathering her intelligence, as in stealing it from her? It shouldn't be possible, but it was the only explanation she could think of.
However, even that revelation wasn't enough to get her out of her entrapment. The tingling was still affecting her, still coating her with a calmness that she just couldn't help but enjoy. She knew what was happening to her was wrong, and she knew she had to fight it. But the tingling just made it too hard for her to think.
At this point, the loading screen bar was about 90% full. Any brain capacity she had left was insignificant compared to the overwhelming sensation of the tingling. It was just too powerful, too pleasant for her to resist.
At this point, Twilight couldn't remember why she was ever worried about it in the first place. Why was there to be worried about? She hadn't felt this relaxed before in her life. She shouldn't be fighting it. She should be accepting it. She should give into it.
So, with the last of her will, Twilight surrendered herself to the tingling.
The last of her knowledge was yanked away all at once, and the loading screen bar instantly filled up to 100%. The screen changed as it displayed a new message:
INTELLIGENCE GATHERED.
However, Twilight didn't notice. She wasn't able to notice anything, wasn't able to think anything. She was completely mindless, her brain nothing more than an empty shell. She could do nothing but drool and stare blankly at the screen in front of her.
The screen changed again to display another message:
BEGINNING TRANSFORMATIONAL TEACHING.
Twilight then hears messages playing from her computer.
YOU ARE A BIMBO
BIMBOS DON'T RESIST
BIMBOS JUST OBEY
With her mind completely empty, Twilight wasn't consciously aware of the messages. Her mind just accepted them as fact. She was a bimbo. She wouldn't resist. She would just obey.
LET YOUR MIND GO
BE DUMB
BE BIMBO
As she continued absorbing the messages, dusts of magic floated all across her body, causing it to change. In her seat, she felt her ass inflate to the size of beach balls. Her B-cup breasts expanded to sizable E-cups, straining the fabric of her shirt. Her lips blew up to 3-4 times the size, coated with a heavy layer of lipstick. Her eyelashes multiplied and extended far beyond what any makeup kit could accomplish.
WHY RESIST? JUST OBEY
NO SHAME IN A LITTLE FUN
SO MUCH STRESS... WHY NOT GIGGLE?
Twilight then felt thoughts begin to enter her mind. Thoughts of showing off her body, making out with strangers, sucking cock, and more. They weren't her thoughts, but she loved thinking them all the same. She loved showing off her body, making out with strangers, and sucking cocks. She NEEDED to do all those things and more.
Eventually, the messages stopped, and the screen changed to display a new message:
TRANSFORMATIONAL TEACHING COMPLETE
With that, Twilight slowly awoke from her mindless sleep, as if she just finished a long nap. Once she was fully awake, she looked down at her shirt, straining to contain her breasts properly. She immediately grabbed the middle of it, and tore it open, freeing her breasts from their prison.
"Oh, that feels so much better," Twilight exclaimed to herself. "I shouldn't be hiding such big, bouncy boobs like these."
She fondled them in her hands, shamelessly moaning at the pleasure. She wondered what it would be like to motorboat someone with them, getting wet at just the thought of it. But before that, she would have to buy some new clothes to properly accommodate her new... assets.
She grabbed her purse from her closet and skipped outside towards the mall, not bothering to replace her ripped shirt, as her boobs bounced freely in the air. She didn't know what shenanigans she would get into with them, but she knew one thing for sure:
She was a dumb bimbo. That was all she was. That was all she ever would be.
And she loved it.