Bimbofication Phone Sex – Rhiannon Becomes a Bimbo Part 1

 

Hey there! Thanks for checking out my bimbofication phone sex blog. This particular kink is one I’ve held onto for a while. You see, I’ve always been intelligent and a little “brainy” (as some put it). However, that doesn’t mean that I can’t turn into a cum-dumb bimbo under the right circumstances. Hehehehe! So, read on if you want to find out all the lurid details about how you turn me into a dumb slut. 

 

“I graduated from college a couple of years ago. After years of studying and a lot of hard work, I was able to graduate with a Bachelor of Arts degree in British Literature. After graduating, I very much wanted to become a teacher so that I could educate others on the subjects that I’m just so damn passionate about,” I say as I brush some loose strands of hair behind my ears. This is the third speed dating event I’ve been to in the last three weeks, and every single night has ended the same way: me without any upcoming dates.

 

It’s almost as if guys prefer the bimbos to the intelligent ones. That must be why I keep striking out.

 

You’re sitting across from me at the speed dating table, your name tag emblazoned on the right side of your shirt. I can’t help but think you’re a little intimidated by my intelligence, but that’s pretty common amongst any of the guys I’ve met in the last few years. They see the tits, my hip to waist ratio, and assume that the only way to keep me fascinated is with a big dick between my pussy lips. When men have spoken with me for more than a few moments, they’ve been a little surprised by my level of intelligence, and you don’t seem much different from the rest in this regard. 

 

With a smile, you invite me to smell your cologne. How odd, I think, but lean in to sniff you anyway. I haven’t had any luck with the speed dating, so I might as well take any chance I can get, after all. Once I begin to breathe in your scent, it feels as if my intelligence evaporates from my personality completely. Blinking a few times, I ask you what I’m doing here. It’s so confusing! 

 

Who are these people? Hell, who am I?

 

Before I can devolve into a full blown panic attack, you take me by the hand and shush me. Mmm. Your touch is so nice and your hand is so big with mine in it! It makes me wonder what else of mine you can wrap your hands around. A throat? Maybe my wrists or tits? Trying to clear my head, I give my head a shake. What’s going on with me?

 

You ask me if I’m feeling okay and wrap your big, strong, arm around my shoulders, pulling me in close. Mmmm. You smell so good, and you’re so big and strong! How can I resist?  My pussy is getting so very, very wet as you continue to touch me. Mmmm.

 

To be continued. . .

 

I hope you’re enjoying this bimbofication phone sex fantasy! It’s so much fun to go from being a Brainiac to having my only focus be pleasure. Hehe. I think we all need that every now and again! Now, if you can’t wait for Part 2, be sure to check out my audio. There are always little extras in them and I know you’ll love it! Also, if you enjoy me being cum and cock-hungry, check out my Breeding Fantasy blog. 

 

Until next time!

 

XoXo,

Rhiannon

877-716-2084

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