Bimbodemic: Babe-Zero Pt. 1

How DID the Bimbodemic start, anyway? Next part on Monday!

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Declan was desperate. He was SO close to finishing the chemical! The chemical that would solve the world's problems in one fell swoop! The genius scientist rushed into the lab and locked the door behind him, initiating every lockdown protocol he could before he went to work ripping the security camera out of the ceiling and disconnecting the lab computers from the network.

"I won't be stopped. Not when I'm this close!" He roared to the pounding of the security guard's fist on the heavy quarantine door that sealed the lab off from the rest of the world. It would take them hours upon hours to break in and by then, Declan hoped to be finished, to have the lone sample of his miracle cure and be able to dictate any deal he wanted with the corporate assholes that had just tried to lock him out. With a look of triumph, Declan turned and got to work as he began mixing chemicals together.

He was attempting to create the miracle deug, a single use dose of medicine that could be turned into a pill tablet, injected as a liquid or even dispersed through aersolization. The cure to cancel, the cure to lagging libidos, even physical disabilities like malformed limbs or broken limbs, even sexually transmitted diseases and bloodborn pathogens! It all came down to the cure being a means of DNA modificiation, genetic editing! It was a long-shot, something out of science fiction, but Declan truly was a genius, easily one of the smartest people on the planet and the world's greatest medical chemist. If there was anyone capable of creating this miracle, it was him! The only problem? The corporation that was funding his research had decided to compartmentalize his research and hand it off to 'lesser' chemists, seeking to create lines of medical products that they could then sell for obscene products. They had just officially fired Declan, but they hadn't expected the scrawny, brainy nerd to fly into a rage and seal himself into the laboraty alone to complete his magnum opus. And so Declan burned away the hours, mixing the chemicals by hand as most of the electronics couldn't be trusted. Carefully watching the levels of the beakers, flasks and vials bubble and trickle into their final forms. For now, the genius who sought to leave his mark on the world and change it for the better was simply interested in creating the ingestable liqud cure. Other forms could come later, of course. All that mattered now is that he created the cure and ingest it into his body, that way those greedy bastards couldn't steal it-

Suddenly alarms interrupted Declan's inner monologue. He turned away from mixing the final doses of estrogen to see the heavy steel door begin to turn a dull red. They were cutting through the door! Those...those bastards! He couldn't, WOULDN'T quit, not when he was so close! Declan turned back to the flask, unaware that a dangerously high amount of estrogen had been poured into the concoction. He had only minutes left, and the genius chemiest had already done the math in his head; if he couldn't synthesize his miracle to completion, then Declan's body would at least house the components safely within his DNA structure, a secret code in which he could draw from to finish elsewhere. With the final batch of estrogen completed, Declan began mixing the various mixtures together into a single large flask. The various compounds swirled together in the large glass, a symphony of colors that danced together in vibrant motion as they bonded to each other. And then it was complete, a softley glowing beacon of hope. There was only one thing left to do now. Declan turned to the brightly glowing steel door, the flask of miracle in his hands.

"You tried and failed, assholes! Now I'm going to change the world!" He screamed in triumph, and without another moment's pause the scrawny man brought the lip of the flask to his lips and titled his head back as he imbibed the concoction. He smiled as the liquid passed his lips and ran down his throat, enjoying the bubbly taste and warmth, his mind ablaze with victory until every last drop of the cure was gone and the flask empty. The scientist stood triumphant as he awaited the collapse of the security door...Until a sharp pain shot through his body. Declan screamed as he collapsed to the floor of the laboratory, his squirming limbs knocking over beakers and flasks and vials, spilling their contents over the lab in a horrid, multicolored mess. Chemicals that were never meant to interact in their raw states exploded into clouds of smoke as the scientist writhed on the floor, feeling his body changing beneath his smoothing, tanning skin.

"N-no!" Declan called out in a voice that was many octaves higher than it should have been, biting lips that were plumping beneath his shifting teeth as he flailed on the cold tile. His hearth thumped in his ears, blocking out the sickening crunching of his bones as they compacted against themselves and changed into new forms. His organs gurgled and groaned as they too began to change. His lungs grew larger, causing his already swelling chest to grow even larger. His heart became fortified as it began pumping at three times the normal speed. His digestive system became hyper-efficient, capable of eliminating waste from food consumption entirely. His kidneys and liver began to produce the chemical he had foolishly ingested, his body becoming a self-replicating factory of the 'miracle' cure as it seeped into the rest of his body, included his saliva. His circulatory system simplified, growinger larger while his nerves increased in sensitivity. The mere touch of the fabric of his clothes set his smooth, flawless skin alight in sensation, and Declan moaned in a much higher, breathier voice as he began to grind his shapely legs together, which simply caused the reaction to grow in intensity. The throbbing hardness of his penis gave way to a total collapse into a wet warmth was his male organs folded in on themselves, and Declan's hair shot out of his scalp like streamers of blonde. 

Something had gone terribly, terribly wrong! The genius, one of mankind's most intelligent, struggled against the sexual convulsions wracking his body. Clearly he had mixed in too much estrogen, if he could just push himself off the floor and find his way to the testosterone injector he could...Declan's eyes went wide in fear as they changed in color from brown to blue. He could FEEL his massive intellect slipping away as his brain changed! Lobes and wrinkles smoothed out as the need for intelligence, never a winning survival trait, dwindled away to basic autonomic functions!

"N-no!" Declan called out in his high pitched feminine voice as he lurched upwards, the massive breasts he now possessed jiggling uncontrollably and wracking his body with even more pleasure responses. He had to, had to...

"Like, um...Dee wanted to, like, totes do something..." The bimbo giggled as the last of the genius intelligence was erased from her brain. She knew she had to do something but what? Like, she was just SO HORNY! She needed to put something in her!The bimbo let out a girlish squeal as the heavy security door was finally breached as corporate security flooded the room, along with plenty of white suited. um, smart guys! And they all had that yummy cock!

"YAY!" Dee, the bimbo that had once been Declan, giggled as she began to climb over the lab table, flinging herself at the nearest super hot smarty guy! She locked lips with his cutey face and pressed her lips against him! He only squirmed for a moment before he let her tongue inside his mouth as she groaned in orgasmic pleasure. Men were so, like, totes yummy for Dee!