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Copyright © 2001, H. Grant. All Rights Reserved.
COMMENTS: Warning! This story contains diaper and scat themes.
STORY CODES: M+f+,slut,bimbo,exploitation,oral,gangbang,diapers,scat
STORY INTRO: Luna and Michele are two of the dumbest teenyboppers in
their middle school class. Unable to use their brains for anything
important, the two bimbos resort to participating in a special modeling
job in order to make big money. Little do they know that the job
requires a lot more than just posing for pictures. It also requires
some hardcore sex. Not to mention a special kind of perverse role
playing.
Bimbo Pleasure
by H. Grant
Luna felt the warmth of the bath water between her creamy thighs.
It was early spring and winter had just had it's last gasp in the form
of a 37 degree day. At the tender age of 13, she was just beginning to
discover the trials and tribulations of adolescent puberty. Her tiny
breasts were beginning to bud outward like pretty flowers in early
bloom and her soft pussy mound was beginning to sprout little hints of
fuzz. Luna was obsessed with her beautiful body and took great pride
in it. She bathed it twice a day and was very indulgent when it came
to applying just the right kind of makeup. With her slender figure and
beautiful sandy blonde hair, she was the talk of her 8th grade class -
she and her best friend Michele that is. Michele was also quite
beautiful and had cherry red hair to go with her shapely figure and
curvy bottom. She wasn't over weight by any means but she was very
voluptuous for her young age. Her luscious round bottom was very
attractive because it stood out from her slender upper body and bulging
tits. Michele had been an early bloomer and had attracted boys much
sooner than Luna, yet Luna was the more attractive of the two by the
slimmest of margins.
In any event, the two classmates had no trouble attracting
attention from boys throughout the echelons of middle school. Though
neither of them were very bright, they possessed an acute knowledge and
keen sense of what boys liked and appreciated which more than
compensated for their lack of academic ability - at least in their
minds. From the start of middle school, they were already beginning to
realize in their dim little heads that the next six years would be the
highlight of their stupid little lives. Both girls had made up their
minds to make the most of them and conclude their primary education by
attracting (and eventually marrying) the wealthiest and most successful
guy they came across.
Luna finished soaping herself down and rinsed off the lather. She
pushed the drain down and exited the bathtub clutching a towel around
her slender waist and bosom. The blow dryer was already in place by
the bathroom sink as the slender blonde set up to towel off and brush
her teeth. Minutes later, after drying her hair and putting on a pair
of cheap looking denim jeans and a slutty looking tank top, she left
the house to attend the school dance - one of many that had been held
throughout the school year. She decided to hold off on applying her
makeup until she met up with Michele. Her red headed friend was an
expert when it came to that sort of thing and Luna kept forgetting how
to apply just the right kind of makeup properly. It had only been a
year since she had started using the stuff anyway and it was difficult
to figure out. Fortunately she lived near the school and it wouldn't
take that long to get there on foot.
When she arrived at the school entrance, she was glad to see
Michele already inside - flirting with the boys as usual. She already
had her makeup on and was dressed in a skimpish black vinyl miniskirt
which clearly tested the limits of school policy. Her long cherry red
hair hung down her back in a beautiful wave and she was in the middle
of blowing a huge bubble with her bubble gum. There were three boys
crowded around her trying their best to look cool and act real smart.
>From what Luna could tell, Michele was leaning toward the boy on the
right with the pierced earring though it was clear that her best friend
had her hands full. Luna decided to jump in.
"Hey guys! Like...what's up?" she greeted the boys.
Michele turned with a smile and greeted her friend.
"Cool! You made it on time Luna. C'mon let's do your makeup!"
(giggle)
The two girls brushed the boys off as if they were yesterdays news
and headed for the little girl's room. Once inside, the two bimbos
could smell the scent of stale urine and cigarette smoke as they
approached the bathroom mirror.
"Gee like...gross!!! When are they gonna clean this place up?"
asked Luna rhetorically.
"I dunno." replied Michele chewing her gum loudly. "Maybe when we
stop peein' in the wrong place. I guess we sometimes miss the potty
like the guys do."
"Gee...I guess you're right." replied the stupid blonde as she
withdrew her makeup kit.
Luna reflected back on how she had gotten off the toilet when she
thought she was finished peeing. Sometimes a few more drops would
trickle out of her cunny and onto the toilet seat accidentally. Luna
dismissed her mild dilemma on the assumption that most girls her age
had the same problem.
"Don't worry Luna sweetie. Sometimes I have trouble dusching myself
properly. We all do sometimes. It's no big deal. Besides it's that
stupid janitor's job to clean up after us anyways." said Michele.
Both girls broke out in a huge giggly laugh. They were indeed
sloppy when it came to bathroom habits - perhaps Michele more so than
Luna. Michele only bathed once every two days. Her parents were poor
and could not afford a huge water bill. Not only that, her clothes
were mostly worn
and tattered and she hardly ever bought quality jewelry. Michele was a
year older than Luna having flunked 6th grade. The 14 year old redhead
had failed both Math and English and was hard pressed to pass science
were it not for the blowjob she had given her teacher. Luna was the
only person she had told about that incident and she was quite hopeful
that it would remain that way.
Luna held still while Michele applied her makeup. Lots of black
mascara and bright pink lipstick adorned her face when the process was
finished.
"OK now you can look." said Michele as she stepped away admiring her
worthless handy work.
Luna looked at herself in the mirror and beamed with pride. She
looked like a big girl now - all attractive and gorgeous looking.
"C'mon Michele let's go get some guys!" she cheered excitedly.
"I guess I'll have to do your nails some other time." Michele
moaned.
She was really quite proud of her work - as frivolous as it was.
Little did the two girls know that all the boys in school had already
formed an opinion about them. Sure they were attracted to them - but
for all the wrong reasons. As far as they were concerned Luna and
Michele were only
good for one thing - dropping their panties and spreading their stupid
little legs.
The dance went well for both bimbos. Each one picked up a stud or
two and flirted with them constantly. By the time the evening was
through, each cunt had given out her phone number to the boy of the
hour and giggled constantly in the hopes of impressing them with their
dumb nature. In both of their limited experiences - behaving stupidly
and acting dumb was a sure way to impress the guys. In both their
cases, they actually WERE quite silly and dim witted - especially Luna.
Luna arrived home that night only to be greeted with an immediate
phone call from the boy she had just given her number to. This was
rather fast - she thought to herself as she heard his voice on the
line. The boy she was talking to was 14 years of age and quite good
looking. His name was Ted (she'd nearly forgotten already - how stupid
she was). After going through the motions of small talk with her, it
became quickly apparent that the course of the conversation was not
leading toward a date with the young boy. Oddly enough, he kept
stating that his uncle owned a modeling business that catered to girls
her age. He exclaimed to her that his uncle couldn't advertise because
it was against the law to solicit for young girls such as herself. As
pretty Luna listened further, Ted went on to explain that is uncle used
him as a hiring agent for young girls in his school. It was Ted's job
as a middle school student to pick out young girls that were attractive
enough for modeling and present his uncle with information about their
names and whereabouts.
Luna was quite surprised that Ted had no interest in dating her,
but her ears perked up when she heard the amount of money her uncle was
paying young girls like herself to perform "special" modeling duties.
At twenty dollars an hour, the pay was not bad at all.
"You mean I get to make that much money?" she asked flabbergasted.
"Yep that's what I said." Replied Ted. "The only thing is you can't
tell anyone about this accept your friend Michele. She's invited to
participate as well - provided she's willing that is."
"Oh I'm sure she'll definitely want to make money." replied the
stupid teenybopper.
"Great." Replied Ted. Then my uncle would like to meet you both
tomorrow after school at his mansion - he's very rich."
"Oh goody!" cheered Luna. "I admire rich men. Can you tell me what
type of modeling we're going to be doing? I'm soooo excited (giggle
giggle)!"
"My uncle will explain everything when you arrive. When school lets
out tomorrow, you and Michele must report directly to his mansion
without speaking to anybody. Here are the directions..."
Luna's mind was racing in circles with feverish excitement. At
last she was going to become a gorgeous model and impress all the guys
at school. She carefully wrote down all the instructions on a small
piece of line paper paying specific attention to every detail. She
knew she'd forget everything unless she wrote it all down.
When she finished receiving instructions from Ted, she hung up the
phone and called Michele. Fortunately she was still wide awake from
her evening of flirtatious adventure.
"Hi...Guess what I gotta tell you...you know that guy Ted I was
talking to?...well he's got this really cool uncle who's gonna make us
rich and famous (hee hee)."
The next day at school the two bimbos could hardly wait for school
to finish. They went through their general classes twirling their
bubble gum and hair while daydreaming about becoming rich fashion
models. Little did the unsuspecting cunts know what they were really
in for. Ted's uncle was indeed a photographer, but not the kind that
photographed fashion models. In reality, he was one of the dirtiest
porn peddlers in the business. He had seen hundreds of young girls
pass though his mansion looking to find stardom only to wind up used
and abused by weeks end. He was indeed a master of cunning and
trickery as he filled their stupid little heads with open-end lies and
empty promises. Meanwhile he made money hand over fist selling his
"special" kind of porn to various dealers and distributors in the
underground market. Pedophilia was a constant theme throughout his
films, but even more disturbing was the kind of movies he made. They
were quite perverse, dirty, and filthy beyond comprehension. Only the
most perverse and twisted minds subscribed to his genre of pornography.
Because he dealt with a specific "specialized" area of porn that most
producers in the United States dared not to tread, his clients paid
large sums of money for his films and "private" services at his
mansion. Luna and Michele were only the latest in a long line of
dimwitted teenyboppers to fall into his money trap.
"Do you think he's gonna pay us on the first day?" asked Michele
after the last class of the afternoon was finished.
"I dunno." replied stupid Luna chewing sweetly on her bubble gum.
"But I hear he's really rich so we'll see."
The two bimbos strolled to their lockers and put their books away.
They had no intention of doing any kind of homework - especially on a
day like today. It was warmer outside and the need to wear their winter
coats was non-existent. Instead, the two of them changed into more sexy
attire. Both girls were smart enough to know what boys liked and so
they always made sure to keep a sexy outfit at school in case of that
sudden date behind the bleachers or in the boys locker room. Michele
decided to wear a pair of tight black latex jeans that her
ex-boyfriend's brother got from one of those "adult" shops near the
mall. She also wore a matching leather mini top that had a sharp V-cut
right in the center of the chest area that revealed a good portion of
her large round bouncing boobies. Her lower belly was fully exposed
with her pierced belly button in full view. Her long red hair came down
her shoulders in waves and curls - almost like a teenage Annie and she
topped the appearance off with a pair of sexy platform shoes - though
the high heals were not of the spiked variety (at least not yet
anyway).
By contrast, Luna wore a flashy pink mini-skirt with a pink halter
top to match. Though her breasts were not nearly as developed as
Michele's, she took solace in the fact that she had a nice shapely
round bottom that swayed whenever she walked and was deeply accentuated
by the slutty pink bimbo mini-skirt she was wearing. The skirt was of
the shiny pink latex variety and revealed most of her upper thighs and
luscious curvy bottom. Both girlies made sure to sneak their way into
the school lavatory and apply their trashy black eye shadow and shiny
pink lipstick in order to appear much more mature than their early teen
age.
The biggest obstacle was making their way across town to the mansion
without being seen or noticed by large groups of people. Michele came
up with the idea of using back roads and wooded areas to avoid being
found out. The two of them looked quite slutty and stupid in their
skimpy attire and ready to be fucked by the first male that came their
way. The teenyboppers barely realized this, but in their own way they
were desperate to get this modeling job and wanted so much to appear as
attractive as possible. In the back of their stupid little minds they
had been taught from a very early age what men really wanted and liked
in a woman and so they did their very best to fit that mold. Always
wear revealing clothes and NEVER appear too smart - NEVER talking out
of turn until asked to do so by the man. Indeed, submissive behavior
had been ingrained at the core of their background. From a very early
age when they were told that they were not smart enough to make it in
the real world and had to rely on their bodies and good looks to get by
and be successful. This coming from both their mothers and fathers who
realized quite early that neither girl was going to do well in school
or become a successful woman in the real work force. Both sets of
parents realized that Luna and Michele only stood a chance at landing a
successful business man to marry if they appeared sweet, charming,
sexy, and quite stupid and submissive to a man's desires - however
perverted they may be. With this system of ideals and morals imposed
upon their unsuspecting wills, the two bimbo girlies made their way
toward the rich mansion of Ted's uncle (they didn't even know his name)
across town using woods and back streets to avoid being seen or
noticed.
When they finally arrived at the bottom of the huge driveway that
led up to the mansion, the two cunts were exhausted from walking on
their platform shoes. Fortunately they hadn't broken that much of a
sweat and they still smelled decent.
"WOW! Look at this place Luna! It's like...totally awesome - oh my
god!"
Luna just nodded her head in agreement. She was stunned speechless
at the enormity of the mansion and the surrounding landscape. What
stood in front of their stupid little eyes was a huge landscape covered
with freshly mowed green grass, flowers, trimmed cherry trees, and new
mulch. Two water fountains with massive Greek statues stood aligned in
front of the house. There were also two concrete benches on either
side of the huge lawn for resting purposes. The girls could go no
further because of the huge iron gate that stood between them and the
private property owned by Ted's uncle.
Presently a tall man wearing a business suit and dark sunglasses
emerged from the house and walked down the huge circular driveway
toward them. He appeared to be extremely wealthy and very highly
placed within society. This was not Ted's uncle. Rather it was one of
his many close friends who shared a huge profit in his pornography
business - one of many owned by Ted's uncle. As he made his way toward
the iron gate he pressed a magnetic key and the door unlocked. The
gate swung open and he appeared before the two dumbfounded teenyboppers
to greet them.
"Hello young ladies. My name is Mr. Thomson." He began. "I am an
associate of the man you are here to meet. His name is Mr. Willard.
You will both be meeting him shortly. Come this way please."
Michele and Luna followed closely behind the well dressed gentleman
- their platform heels clicking obediently on the marble walkway. Mr.
Thomson's cock grew rigid at the sight of the two cheaply dressed
bimbos as well as the sound of their slutty shoes hitting the pavement.
They were definitely a first class find.
When they entered the mansion they were greeted with an enormous
vision of beauty and elegance never seen before during their short
white trash lives. Expensive paintings and lavish photographs lined
the walls. A huge gold chandelier hung above their heads in the main
hall and there was a gigantic spiral stairwell directly in front of
them to the right of the alcove. Of course Michele and Luna were quite
stupid and too uneducated to appreciate such expensive taste. They
just stood there with their hands on their pretty little hips and blew
bubbles with their sweet bubble gum. Mr. Thomson turned toward the
brainless bimbos and they immediately batted their eyes and smiled
brightly at him - looking for every possible way to impress this well
dressed gentleman who was clearly superior to them in both financial
and intellectual capability.
"As I mentioned earlier, Mr. Willard will be meeting you shortly."
Said Mr. Thomson. "He is in a meeting with some of his business
clients. I'm sure both of you would like to impress him so I would
recommend that you loosen your pretty little tops and expose some more
cleavage - Mr. Willard likes young girls who are obedient and
cooperative during his photo shoots - you understand of course."
"What's cleavage mean?" asked Michele before sticking a small index
finger in her dumb little mouth out of utter confusion.
Luna just stood by with her hand on her pink latex miniskirt and
blew another huge bubble - completely oblivious as to the meaning of
the word cleavage. She was such an uneducated twat.
"Your breasts dear. Mr. Willard would like to see more of your
breasts when you enter the room. It's part of the interview process."
Replied Mr. Thomson as he made a momentary exit to alert Mr. Willard of
their presence in the main hall.
The two airheaded cunts turned to one another and smiled. They
knew exactly how to impress Mr. Willard. Slowly they peeled down a
small portion of their cut off tops to reveal more of their stupid
little titties. Michele giggled as the top portion of her massive
boobies slowly became more evident and a hint of her swollen nipple
came into view. Luna didn't have the luxury of such buxom breasts, but
she did as she was told and lowered her shiny pink halter top a little
bit more. Both girls giggled even more as they stared at the spectacle
of one another. They were definately going to do whatever it took to
get the job. Luna gave an empty headed smile and Michele swayed her
luscious hips back and forth - creaming her white trash panties in the
process and stinking up the main hall with the odor of smelly girlie
goo.
Presently Mr. Thomson emerged from a large oak door followed by
several business men. They walked by the two cunts eyeing them up and
smiling to themselves.
"Mr. Willard will see both of you now." Said the tall business man.
His shades had been removed to reveal a pair of cold hearted blue
eyes - intent on dissecting every part of their stupid female anatomy.
To him, women were nothing but worthless pieces a poop just waiting to
be used and flushed down the toilet. He ushered them inside the huge
room with a false smile and powerful finger.
The young girls entered to find Mr. Willard seated behind a large
marble conference table on a posh leather chair. His hands were folded
calmly as he observed his two new treasures enter the room. Luna's
beautiful blonde hair stood out along with Michele's luscious boobies
and curvaceous bottom. Luna's eyes were smeared with black eye shadow,
black mascara, and a hint of teenybopper glitter above the eyelids.
Her lips were swollen with pink lipstick and a hint of her tiny breasts
stood out from her lowered cutoff top. Not to be outdone, Michele's
strawberry red locks of hair cascaded down her shoulders and back
making her a true beauty to behold. One thing was common about the two
of them and it stood out almost immediately to Mr. Willard - both had
blank stares of dull unintelligent expressions. All they did was stand
there and chew bubble gum waiting for his instructions. These were
indeed the perfect female specimens he had always secretly desired. No
brains at all - just plenty of tits and bottom.
"You have done well Mr. Thomson. Care to join me while I inspect
the ladies? Maybe you can help out. Stand up on the conference table
sweeties - part of the interview process is to show me and Mr. Thomson
how well you can dance and show off your assets at the same time. You
get my drift
don't you my loves."
"We sure do Mr. Willard!" said Luna enthusiastically.
"We aim to please sir." chimed in Michele.
Both girls understood early on that this was probably a nude
modeling job. But at twenty bucks and hour, neither of them were about
to complain. That was more money than any of their high school friends
made at those sucky fast food jobs. Besides, who was going to find
out. Ted had promised that this was a secret modeling position that
paid extremely well provided they cooperated. And cooperate they did
as they both climbed up on the huge marble conference table and stood a
few feet apart.
"How do you want us to dance Mister?" asked Michele.
"Yeah Mr. Willard. We ain't never done this before." added Luna
blowing another huge bubble with her bubble gum.
"You're doing just fine girls." Replied Mr. Willard. "Just snap
your pretty little fingers and sway your hips from side to
side...that's great...you're doing a superb job Michele."
Michele seemed to be getting the hang of it rather quickly. She
swayed her hips slowly and rhythmically and snapped her fingers slowly
in time with each sway. She blew a bubble as her boobies jiggled
slightly to her movement. Luna did her best to follow her lead. She
smiled sweetly at him and attempted to out do her friend by lowering
her slutty pink top a little more - revealing even more of her cherry
pink nipples to his intense delight. Both Mr. Thomson and Mr. Willard
looked on as the two simple minded broads became bolder and began to
remove even more of their clothing without even being told to do so.
Their cocks grew rigid in their trousers as Michele did a slight tease
with her black latex mini-skirt. Slowly she raised the slutty material
to reveal an innocent pair of white cotton panties with balloons on
them. Her bottom looked nice and shapely as it remained snugly encased
within the girlish material. The nature of the material underneath
each of their slutty garments suggested their true age - 13 and 14.
The two teenyboppers were trying desperately to look like grown up
women, but their panties clearly indicated their little girl side. Both
were much too young to be fucked by society standards, but neither Mr.
Willard nor Mr. Thomson gave a shit about society's norms. In their
opinion they were both stinking rich and very much above the law.
"OK get off the table now ladies." Said Mr. Willard approvingly.
"It is time to make one thing perfectly clear. Both of you are getting
paid a lot of money - roughly twenty dollars per hour. So we expect
you both to cooperate when it comes to nude modeling."
"You may even make a little extra money in tips." Added Mr. Thomson.
"Depending on how far each of you are willing to go."
"Oh goody!!! Did you hear that Luna? We might make more money if
we do what we're told." Michele giggled.
"I...I guess so." replied Luna a little hesitantly. She wasn't sure
what Mr. Thomson meant by how far. This was definitely not turning out
quite the way she had expected. She had visions of doing sexy
modeling, but not necessarily with her clothes off.
"Relax pretty Luna." Soothed Mr. Willard. "You'll do just fine.
Don't try to think too much about it. Just ease up and go with the
flow."
Luna had no trouble relaxing once she heard Mr. Willard's gentle
words. He seemed like a nice man. Besides, she hated thinking too hard
anyway and plus she didn't want to make him angry.
"That's it girls....just relax and do as you're told." said Mr.
Thomson. "Just think of all the money you'll make today."
"Good girl Luna. You're behaving quite nicely. We like girls who
behave don't we Mr. Thomson?" added Mr. Willard.
"We sure do...Michele, why don't you pull Luna's panties down a
little bit - we promise we won't tell anybody about this. It will be
our little secret." Mr. Thomson said snickering to himself.
He knew it was a complete lie. But these bimbos were too stupid to
understand or figure it out anyway.
Michele obediently moved behind Luna and slowly removed her slutty
pink mini-skirt. Now Luna stood only in a pair of white cotton
panties.
"Bend her over dear." Continued Mr. Thomson. "We're not interested
in what her back or head looks like - just her bottom...that's it. Now
pull her panties down just a wee little bit so we can see her slutty
little hiney crevice."
Michele obeyed. Giggling, she gently pushed Luna forward so that
she was bending down toward the floor with her hands on her knee caps.
Slowly she pulled the blonde teenybopper's panties down revealing her
soft baby pink bottom. Luna blushed. She had no pubic hair yet and
she wanted to come across as a grown woman - now both men could see
that she was still only a little girl inside her panties.
"Blow on her hiney sweetie." Said Mr. Willard. "This might help her
get in the mood."
Michele blew a blast of cold breath on Luna's tight little bottom.
Luna shivered with pleasure as she felt her little pussy tingle.
Michele was already sopping wet in her undies and the room smelled of
her damp pussy odor. For some strange reason, the sight of her best
friend's butt fueled her inner passions.
"Now spread her hiney apart Michele...that's it...we want to have a
good look at the inside of her precious bottom."
Michele did as she was told - gently pulling Luna's butt cheeks to
either side. Slowly as her ass cheeks parted, Luna's pretty brown poo
poo hole came into clear view of the men. It looked all nice, brown
and crinkly. It also smelled a little like child BM.
"Peeeeeeuuuuuu Luna! Did you forget to wipe or somethin'?" giggled
Michele.
Luna felt humiliated. She was an excellent bather, but she often
forgot to wipe herself properly after using the potty. "That's not a
problem Michele." said Mr. Willard. "Quite the contrary, we like our
models to be somewhat...shall we say...dirty...don't we Mr. Thomson?"
"Sure do." Replied his associate. "But we'll get into that a little
later...just keep doing as you're told Michele. You're doing just
fine."
"Thank you Mister." said Michele submissively.
Meanwhile Luna was heating up with a mixture of shame and
embarrassment. Yet at the same time, the thought of having her best
friend and two male onlookers see her in such a humiliating and
degrading position actually served to stir feelings within her of an
erotic nature. Her pussy began to get moist and gushy inside and some
of the precious girlie goo was beginning to seep out of her vaginal
lips.
"Now Michele. How would you like to make your first tip of the
day?" Asked Mr. Willard waving a handful of dollar bills in the air at
the dumb little redhead.
"Sure Mister I...I'd love to!" replied the big tittied bimbo
cheerfully.
"Good my dear. But if you want to earn your first tip of the day
you're going to have to earn it." Continued Mr. Willard. "Mr. Thomson
and I are going to start taking pictures, but we're going to ask you to
do something rather degrading and dirty - you don't mind do you
sweetheart?"
"Well...I...n...no I guess not Mister..." replied the stupid little
teenybopper looking up innocently at the powerful executive.
"Good girl Michele. We knew you would cooperate. First we want you
to lean forward as close as you can to Luna's cute little hiney and
smell her precious brown pooper...c'mon you can do it sweetie...that's
a good girl!"
Michele hesitated as she slowly turned back toward Luna's hiney and
stared between her best friend's butt cheeks. Luna smelled like she
had just made a poo poo and there was a tiny brown streak where she had
forgotten to wipe her bottom. Tentatively Michele leaned forward and
pressed her cute little nose between Luna's sweet little ass crack and
inhaled deeply - smelling the dirty fragrance of her friend's stinky
butt hole. Michele quickly withdrew her face - a look of embarrassment
and displeasure engulfed her face. Luna turned to look behind her -
her face pink with utter shame and embarrassment. Mr. Willard knew
exactly what to do in such difficult situations. He had been through
this drill many times before. Quickly he raised a fist full of money
in the air waving it seductively in front of the stupid teens. As soon
as Luna and Michele
caught sight of the money they started to smile and act appreciative
again.
Mr. Thomson smiled to himself. Mr. Willard never ceased to amaze
him. His powers of manipulation with money were quite uncanny indeed.
The two little ditzy teens in front of him started to giggle as they
continued to chew on their bubble gum while they remained posed in such
a degrading position.
"Now Michele, I want you to turn Luna around and smell her pussy."
Continued Mr. Willard stuffing the wad of bills back in his pocket.
Michele turned Luna around so that she could see her soft fleshy
pisser. There was no hair growth yet as Luna was a late bloomer indeed.
Her soft pink folds stared invitingly at Michele as she parted them
slightly so that she could have a better look inside. Slowly Michele
leaned forward and pressed her soft nose against Luna's smelly pee pee
hole. It smelled very clean - unlike her anus and was free of any
hinted scent of urine. Luna parted her legs slightly to allow Michele
better access.
"All right that's it for now young ladies." Proclaimed Mr. Willard -
satisfied with their obedience. "I want you both to put some special
garments on that Mr. Thomson has prepared for you upstairs and meet me
in my office in half an hour."
"Yes sir Mr. Willard." said Luna as cheerfully as possible under the
humiliating circumstances.
The two bimbos were escorted out of the conference room and back
into the center hallway. Following Mr. Thomson's lead, they ascended a
huge spiral staircase that lead to the upper echelon of the huge stone
mansion. They entered another huge hallway complete with lavish
paintings and large oak doors - undoubtedly leading to several sets of
bedrooms. Mr. Thomson lead them to the last one on the left hand side
of the hall. When the young girls entered the room. They were dazzled
at the beauty of the room. Mr. Willard was indeed a rich man. The bed
was covered with dark red satin sheets and the windows were decked out
in maroon velvet decor drapes. Two sets of clothes - identical in
nature were lying on the bed. The two girl's mouths fell open when
they saw what they had to wear.
On the bed lay two pairs of pink ballerina tutus with white girlish
stockings and black saddle shoes. In addition there were two sets of
anklets to be worn just above the shoes around the stockings. However
the most shocking aspect of the attire was the set of diapers that lay
just a
few inches away from the ballerina miniskirts.
"You mean we have to wear those Mr. Thomson?" asked Luna
dumbfounded.
"Yes indeed young lady - and that's not all." Added the tall
business man. "Neither of you are permitted to use the bathroom. The
reason for this will be made clear to both of you upon your next
meeting with Mr. Willard in just over twenty minutes. Both of you must
get dressed immediately if you are to have a successful private
modeling session with him. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir." replied the young teenyboppers in unison.
"Good." replied Mr. Thomson. "Mr. Willard would also like both of
you to put your hair in pigtails - he wants you both to have the
appearance of very little girls understood?"
"Yes Mister." They replied. Neither of them wanted to make their
new employers angry. So they did as they were told and began getting
dressed as soon as Mr. Thomson exited the room. Both girls put on the
ballerina tutus. Not surprisingly, the mini-skirts were about two sizes
two short - as were the diapers which they barely managed to tape
around their waists. The diapers covered only part of their crotch
areas due to their size. The snow white stockings were next - complete
with anklets and black saddle shoes. Finally the girls stood in front
of the mirror to adjust their hair in pigtails.
When the transformation was complete, the two bimbos stood and
marveled at one another giggling. They both looked like overgrown four
year olds - accept for the diapers which made them look even younger.
"What do ya think the diapers are for?" asked Luna.
"I dunno." replied Michele. "But we're gonna make lotsa money so we
better do what he wants."
Luna nodded her head. She knew how important money was. It was
the most important thing in the whole wide world. She would do
anything to get it - anything at all.
Ten minutes later, the two teenagers were standing in Mr. Willard's
private photo shoot room. There were several unidentified men standing
behind their respective cameras waiting to shoot the hot action that
was soon to follow. The two dumb bimbos stood next to one another with
their
arms at their sides waiting for instructions from Mr. Willard. Soon he
came out of his study carrying a small silver plate with a straw on it.
At the center of the plate was a small pile of white powder. The two
girls looked at one another and giggled.
"Now young ladies, I know what all the teachers at school have been
teaching you about drugs. But you both want to be cool and do what's
in fashion with the big time models don't you?" Asked the cunning
business man.
"Yes sir we sure do. Don't we Luna?" chirped Michele.
"I dunno." replied the confused blonde. "I heard some pretty weird
things about drugs and stuff."
"Oh don't worry your pretty little head about that my dear." Said
Mr. Willard. It's only a small amount - just enough to give you both a
short little high during the photo shoot."
"Mr. Willard's right Luna...drugs are like...really cool!" said
Michele grabbing the straw. "Here let me show you."
With those words, Michele grabbed hold of the straw and placed a
portion of it up her cute little nose. She had seen it done many times
before in the movies. Slowly she inhaled a portion of the white powder
that lay on the shiny silver tray. Mr. Willard and the camera crew
snickered to themselves. What these two bimbos didn't know was that
the drug they were taking was one of the purest versions of cocaine.
Even the slightest amount was sure to keep them high for several hours
- as well as very light headed and obedient. Mr. Willard was sure to
ask them to perform some very perverse things in front of the camera
and he needed to ensure that the girls would be highly complacent and
cooperative. The cocaine drug powder would ensure this.
Following Michele's lead, Luna gently took the straw in her hand
and sniffed the baby white powder that remained on the tray. Upon her
final wiff, Luna leaned her head back and closed her eyes. Almost
immediately she felt her head rush and the drug take effect. Within
moments the girls were smiling and giggling hysterically. After their
initial reaction the girls settled down and awaited Mr. Willard's first
directions.
"OK girls this is it. I want you both to turn toward one another,
smile, lick your lips, and kiss each other."
The two bimbos turned toward each other and smiled - running their
tongues around their sweet little lips in circles. They looked so
adorable in their sweet little ballerina outfits with their cuddly
white diapers in plain view of the camera men. Slowly they leaned
forward and began to kiss
each other on the mouth.
"Now Michele...I want you to probe your tongue a little deeper into
Luna's hot little hole...Luna open up and let her in...that's it
slut...just relax and open your stupid little mouth."
Mr. Willard's tone of voice was becoming more stern and more
commanding. His change in demeanor did not go unnoticed by the girls.
He commanded the up most respect and they were more than willing to
comply. Luna wrapped her arms around Michele and opened her mouth a
little wider - allowing the cute little redhead's tongue to dart inside
and bathe itself in sweet circles around her hot little hole. Michele
circled her tiny pink tongue inside - twirling it in circles and
scooping up traces of Luna's sweet trashy saliva. Gently she began to
mix it with her own juices as the two girls remained in a relaxed
embrace. The camera men were all getting hardons as they continued to
roll the action.
"Now Luna, take your hand and squeeze the back of Michele's
diaper...Michele you do the same to Luna...that's it...I want you both
to enjoy the feel of each other's diaper."
The two girls continued French kissing while they fondled each
other's pamper. The cocaine was now completely in full effect and both
bimbos were high out of their minds. They were conscious enough to
receive and obey instructions - yet too high to care about who was
watching or how degrading the experience was. Mr. Willard smiled to
himself. This was going to be one of the hottest underground fetish
videos he had ever shot.
"Now Michele I want you to lean down and suck on Luna's
boob...that's a good girl...you're behaving so nicely." Remarked Mr.
Willard as he motioned for some other men to come into the room.
Several other men came in and formed a circle around the doped up
teenyboppers. Slowly they unzipped their trousers and took out their
massive cocks - wanking them as they did so. Luna and Michele had no
idea that this was part of the scene. They were not only going to
degrade themselves through their perverse actions, they were also going
to be used as sex objects by several of these men. The circle of men
drew closer to the bimbos as Michele leaned down and started to lick
the outside of Luna's tutu mini-dress. One of the men came forward and
peeled down the shoulder of the dress so that Michele could have access
to Luna's naked booblet. Gently the spaced out teenager began to run
her precious pink tongue around Luna's tiny nipple. It was hardly
developed from puberty yet the men standing around them could clearly
see Luna's nipple getting firmer with each swipe of Michele's gentle
tongue. Michele closed her eyes as she continued licking Luna's
breast.
Meanwhile she felt several hands play with her long red hair in the
back while she continued this disgusting ordeal. Michele was too
spaced out to realize just how degrading it was. She let the men play
with her hair as she continued slurping away like a real lesbian slut.
The men were becoming bolder as she felt a pair of strong arms encircle
her and several hands begin to pinch her massive boobies through her
little pink tutu. All the while Mr. Willard was encouraging her with
his words of praise and telling her how pleased he was with her good
behavior and cooperation.
"Now Luna...we want you to respond to Michele's affection by
sticking your fingers inside her diaper and fondling her clit...c'mon
sweetie you can do it...that's it...nice and gentle so that she feels
good inside." Said Mr. Willard as he stood close to the action.
The camera men stepped closer and zoomed in on the hot action that
was unfolding before their very eyes. These two gorgeous teenagers
were actually playing with each other and they didn't seem to mind the
extra attention from the other men at all - or if they did, they were
too drugged to care. The redhead seemed to be the more cooperative of
the two. She leaned back and rolled her slutty little eyes for one of
the men as he stooped down and began to dart his tongue inside her hot
waiting mouth.
"That's it Michele. Let him kiss you...show him how much you
appreciate men and money." Said Mr. Willard as his cock bulged in his
pants. This was definitely going to be a hot movie indeed.
"OK Mr. Thomson. Prepare the nursery room for the girls...I think
their almost ready for our special scene."
The stupid sluts continued to fondle each other as all the men
watching started to reach climax. The girlie bimbos looked so cute in
their pink tutu's, soft white diapers, white schoolgirl stockings and
little anklets. Not to mention the matching black saddle shoes. One by
one the men stood over them and began to come. Michele and Luna were
commanded to French kiss one another while they received a special
gooey white shower.
Michele darted her tongue inside Luna's waiting mouth as they felt
the first drops of male sperm splatter on their foreheads and hair. A
gigantic glob of goo splattered on Luna's left eyelid. Another landed
on Michele's perky little nose. Slowly the cum began to seep downward
in rivulets - oozing it's way into their tiny little mouths while they
kissed. Luna felt the first taste of male odor and began to smile
cooperatively as she was directed to do so by Mr. Willard. A long
trail of sperm was now snaking it's way down Michele's makeup smeared
cheek and into the side of her mouth as if it had a mind of it's own.
"That's it girls...keep smiling...let the men know how much you
appreciate their smelly gift." Said Mr. Willard approvingly. "Very
good. Now turn your stupid little heads toward them so they can see the
wonderful work they've done to your pretty little faces...that's
it...now open your mouths. I think some of the men want explore your
holes...good girls!"
Michele and Luna opened their mouths obediently and without
hesitation. Within moments they began to feel the warmth and thickness
of fat dirty penises enter their slutty little holes. Their sweet
little tongues became engrossed with the foulness of several cocks at
once - most of them still dripping with thick sticky semen. Luna tried
to mumble something but her cute little mouth was stuffed with cock and
her head was too drugged to speak the words coherently. Another fat
penis stared her directly in the face and shot it's load all over her
eyes. The thick goo roped itself around her eyelashes and dribbled
down her nose and lips - forming a puddle of goo on the floor beneath
her.
Meanwhile, Michele was still receiving her share. Two thick cocks
were squeezed inside her slutty mouth stretching it to the limit.
Another man had the tip of his cock shoved up her nose as he deposited
his special cream inside her nostril. Michele felt like she was
inhaling another shot of cocaine. Thick gooey man cream ran out of her
nose and down her mouth and chin as the cocks in her slippery hole
continued to see-saw back and forth. The man who had deposited his
sperm inside her cute little nose tried to push his luck and squeeze
his cock between her lips as well. It wouldn't fit. Michele's mouth
was too tiny and it was already stretched to the hilt with the other
two cocks.
"C'mon Johnny this is no free for all - let me have a turn at her."
He blurted as his head broke out in a feverish sweat.
"Go ahead. I'm done with this little piece of trash....besides I
don't really care to be involved with the next scene. It's too kinky
for my taste." He said as he withdrew his cock from her mouth. Michele
barely even noticed as the thick cock was quickly replaced my another -
much
larger one. The other cock in her mouth was still sliding in and out
as her tongue was now thoroughly coated with slime. Luna was gulping
on two stinky cocks as well. One of the men had peeled back her diaper
and was attempting to finger her asshole when Mr. Willard caught sight
and instructed him to back off.
"Not yet Dale!" He growled. "Wait till the end of the next scene -
then you can have the stupid cunt all to yourself."
"What kind of scene we doin' next sir?" He asked as he withdrew his
finger and re-attached her diaper.
"We're doing an adult baby scene." He replied in a calmer tone.
"Michele and Luna are going to be our cute little infant girls aren't
you my dears?"
The two girls couldn't reply. They were too busy finishing off the
last of the men's cocks. Finally, when the last of the men had
finished, the two girls were instructed to follow Mr. Willard into the
"fetish" chamber of the mansion. It was an elaborately built suite
that encompassed a number of different themes - most of which were
bondage and and torture. Mr. Willard didn't quite dig the B&D or S&M
scene, but he had to supply his underground customers with what they
wanted - underage submissives in all sorts of degrading and humiliating
circumstances. However his favorite theme was that of a helpless
infant child. Since he could not possibly get his hands on real life
infants, he had to incorporate the next best thing into his underground
films - teenage girls dressed as toddlers. Mr. Willard had also grown
fond of the scat scene in the underground sex market. He enjoyed the
idea of a helpless infant messing her panties - or even better a
diaper. Ironically, it was with the help of a female dominatrix he
knew a long time ago that he was able to construct another private
suite within his mansion devoted solely to this type of fetish. It was
this particular suite that he was taking these two bimbos to.
Mr. Willard lead the two dummies and a pair of camera men toward
the adult baby suite within the fetish chamber. Michele and Luna were
in a haze of dim awareness. They could only obey instruction. When
they reached the private room their eyes lit up in surprise. Inside
the room
was a gigantic high chair similar to the type that fed grown babies.
There was a hobby horse, a giant crib, and two huge changing tables
spaced directly adjacent to one another.
"OK fellas, let's take some shots of pretty Luna on the hobby horse
shall we...c'mon Luna...hop up on the hobby horse...that's it...place
your sweet little legs around that horsey hump...that's a girl you're
doing fine sweetie." Guided Mr. Willard.
The camera men were growing extremely horny as they watched the cum
stained teenybopper hop up on the horsey and start rocking back and
forth.
"C'mon sweetheart you've gotta give us more than that....lick your
lips suggestively like you're really enjoying it....that's it....now
bat your eyes like the stupid little cunt you are."
The camera men laughed as the stupid blonde obeyed his instructions
and licked her lips like a stupid slut. Her eyebrows were completely
matted down with cum streaks. She also smelled like a private video
booth in a raunchy adult book store. Michele just stood by watching
with dull - unintelligent eyes. She was now completely submissive and
giggling obediently like a complete bimbo cunt. The camera men
continued snapping pictures and taking stills of Luna's hobby horse
routine. Her cute little diaper made a slight rattling noise as it
made friction with the hobby horse.
"That's it Luna baby! You're just a stupid little cunt aren't you."
Said Mr. Willard as he watched the dumb blonde rock back and forth with
a dimwitted expression on her sweet little face.
"Now it's your turn Michele...go on...hop up on the horsey...we want
to take some pics of you too."
More laughter erupted from the men behind the cameras as they watch
Michele climb on the horsey in her pink tutu and knee high socks. Her
diaper was bunched around her crotch - thirsty for a wetting incident.
Luna had been rocking the horse for quite awhile and when she climbed
off
she felt like she needed to make a poop. Michele was not far behind.
She also needed to relieve her bowels. The rocking only served to
hasten the bowel movement process - something that had been keenly
thought out and planned by Mr. Willard himself.
When the two girls had finished their hobby horse scenes. They
were instructed to climb up on the two changing tables and lay flat on
their backs with their legs in the air.
Both girls were feeling strange about the whole thing, but the
constant reminder of money helped to encourage a favorable response to
Mr. Willard's instructions.
"Now girls...I think you know what babies do when it's potty time
don't you?" Asked Mr. Willard.
"You mean you want us to...oh no! No please don't make us." begged
Luna with slurred speech.
"Remember the money honey." replied Mr. Willard calmly. "Just relax
and let it happen."
Michele looked across her changing table at Luna. She was being so
uncooperative. She might ruin the whole thing.
"C'mon Luna just do it...it's OK...it's not like anyone will know
about this." She said soothingly.
The camera men smiled to themselves as they zoomed in on the
teenager's sweet little bottoms. Michele had no idea how wrong she
was. A great many people were going to view this movie. Luna tried to
relax as she raised her legs in the air - exposing her diaper covered
bottom to the cameras.
More laughter from the men.
Michele cooed as she felt Mr. Willard's hand massage the front of
her diaper. Her pink little teenage pee pee swelled up with pleasure
as she heard picture after picture being snapped.
Luna closed her eyes as she felt the warm - mushy sensation exit
her bottom and enter her precious "wonder pants." The ugly poo felt
warm and moist against her hiney crevice as it oozed out and expanded
across the inside of her pamper. The brown mess grew bigger and her
diaper began to expand with the heavy load of teeny poop.
Michele looked over and saw Luna's face grow pink with
embarrassment as a look of utter shame and humiliation engulfed her
face. A foul smell began to develop around her changing table and the
odor of her smelly BM creeped into her nostrils. Michele heard Mr.
Willard's words of soothing encouragement. His voice was gentle and
relaxing and it made her feel good. Michele decided to do what she was
told. She had developed a fondness for Mr. Willard and she wanted to
make him happy. After all, it meant more money. Slowly she relaxed
her bowels and let go.
At first, a small sliver of poo poo squeezed out of her butt. She
felt Mr. Willard's hands caress her boobies and she felt good.
Another - much larger piece of BM oozed out of her bottom and crept
menacingly into her teeny pamper making it smell horrible. The odor
was unbearable to Luna and she pinched her nose in utter disgust.
Peeeeeeuuuuu. She thought to herself.
When Michele had finished, her pamper was completely immersed in
mushy brown filth. The back end of her diaper had expanded outward to
the camera men's delight and some stinky potty poo had crept out of her
diaper and plopped onto the changing table - smearing the 'Winnie the
Pooh' cushion with smelly teenage mud.
The men laughed as the two bimbos lay with their legs in the air
and their smelly diapers fully exposed. One by one their diapers were
peeled back by Mr. Willard so that the whole disgusting ordeal would be
captured on film forever. Both of their pampers were now open and
their mushy brown bottoms were in plain view of the male audience.
Luna's bottom was caked with mush and her diaper was soiled at the
base. Michele's diaper had overflowed considerably and some of the poo
had fallen out onto the changing table.
At the conclusion of the movie, Mr. Willard had instructed each
bimbo to clean the other up. He handed them some baby wipes and
ointment and watched as the two girls held their nose with one hand and
wiped with the other. They were both humiliated beyond belief.
Finally they were able to shower and put on their regular slut clothes
that they had worn to the mansion earlier that afternoon. Mr. Willard
paid them handsomely and offered to have one of his assistants take
them to their homes. The two sluts gladly accepted the offer -
remembering the pain and discomfort of walking to the mansion in high
heels. Mr. Willard closed the door and snickered to himself. What a
bunch of dumb whores. He knew damn well that the driver wouldn't let
either of them out of the car without receiving a blowjob first. And
knowing the level of Michele and Luna's intelligence, he wouldn't put
it past them - not for a second.
THE END
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