|About the Book|
What’s next for Madison…or should we say, Dumpling?Dumpling may have a chance at more than just a lifetime of servitude — Mr. Desk has a plan to spring the both of them out of the clutches of Dr. Carlton. But things don’t always go as planned —More What’s next for Madison…or should we say, Dumpling?Dumpling may have a chance at more than just a lifetime of servitude — Mr. Desk has a plan to spring the both of them out of the clutches of Dr. Carlton. But things don’t always go as planned — especially at Bimbo Hotel! Will Dumpling be able to survive the sensual horrors of the bimbo auction? Find out in BIMBO HOTEL PART 5!________Bucking and jiggling, Dumpling rammed the toy back and forth, willing her hands to drive the warm pistons deeper and deeper into the depths of her modified body.“Hnnnng...ahhhhh...ahhhhh! Oh yeah, yesssssssss....”Her enlarged doll-like eyes tried to focus on the screen. It wasn’t easy, exactly...it was hard for her eyes to keep from crossing with pleasure, but she did her best. Mr. Tate had been as good as his word...next to the video feed of Dumpling’s furious machine-pleasuring was a small picture-in-picture window showing a montage of scenes.They were all of Nurse Kandii’s former life — back when she’d been a perfectly normal girl with dreams and ambitions: scenes of her shopping at the mall, going to get coffee with her friends.Dumpling wondered, through the fog-like haze of her furious need, exactly what series of events had befallen the girl she now saw on the screen. The oversized chest balloons, the bleached-blonde hair, the enlarged and puffy pillow-lips. The counter at the bottom of the screen said that there seemed to be nearly a million viewers wondering the exact same thing.“Oh mmm…yesss...yesssssss…”She was getting closer now — closer to what craved. No, not craved — needed. Every cell, every pore, every molecule of her bimbified body demanded the surge and release of the sensations that were her due.The humming of the toy was a constant reminder of what she’d been transformed into — a sex-obsessed wonder-doll- a plastic-injected thing of pleasure for the wealthiest and most powerful men on earth. Her body was no more than a biological playground now — a place for them to dump their stresses — and anything else.Hnmmmmmmmmm...“Oh yeah…oh yeah, that’s so good...”She was loving it — loving her new body, loving the feeling of surrender that had now completely overtaken her. The only thing she craved now was more.________WARNING! This 7100+ word bimbo transformation story contains white-hot descriptions of bimbo transformation, bimbofication, body modification and bimbo upgrading, bimbo auctioning, cosplay, mind control, BDSM, domination and submission fantasies, and humiliating body modifications. Not for the shy, weak, easily frightened, or those prone to nightmares. FOR MATURE READERS ONLY.