Futanarious Bimbosis! (Futa/F Bimbofication Lot's Transformations)

Hey Guys,

This is the story I've always wanted to read but never could find. So I decided to take some initiative and write it myself, well at least most of it. I'm not really much of a writer so, I might give it away to whoever is interested in finishing it. Feedback, help, and criticism are all welcomed!

The first few chapters really don't have any sex but I'm trying work on a plot here! Be patient!

Futanarious Bimbosis!

Jen Parks is a horrible person who takes great pleasure in making people’s lives miserable. But, what happens when she runs afoul of a geneticist who decides, very easily, to cross an ethical line?

Tags: Futa solo, Futa/ Female, Transformation, Bimbofication, Cock growth, Breast Expansion, Excessive Cum, Cum Inflation, Lactation, Urethra Penetration, Ball Expansion and Multi-Cock

Chapter 1: Jen Parks, Professional Bitch

I’m not right in the head. I mean, really. There must be something wrong with me on a deep psychological level. I know that’s one hell of a way to start a narrative but, that’s the best way to describe myself. Well at least after the horrible things I’ve done.

The horrible things I’ve done, the particularly horrible things I’ve done, were to a particular person. A person whom I wouldn’t describe as a particularly wonderful person but, still, what I did I don’t think was truly merited. I believe I should start at the obligatory and obvious part of the story: the beginning.

Growing up in Pasadena, CA had never been horrible for me; in fact, one could make an argument that my life was pretty easy going. I was never bullied or picked-on; I had a decent amount of friends, and got decent grades throughout my educational career. My parents weren’t really strict either, don’t get me wrong though, they had rules and I had incentive to obey them.

As far as my looks go, I’m not some incredible beauty queen that turns heads wherever she goes. I’m really slightly above average in that department but, nothing that would get me on some magazine cover. I’m only about 5’6 with what could be considered an average build for a woman around the age of 25. I’ve got nice assets as far as breasts and posteriors go, though like I said; nothing head turning. My pitch black hair only falls to about my collar bone and my brown eyes aren’t anything to write home about.

I’m honestly satisfied with what I’ve been given and really wouldn’t ask for much more. I consider myself lucky to have what I have and I try my damnedest not to take any of it for granted. I know, I know.

“Why are you going on and on about how you appreciate everything in your life?”

Well, in all honesty, because I have a problem with people who don’t. I’m not talking about someone who got the short end of the stick as far as genetics goes but,