In case there's still some interest in this story I'd like to poste the next chapter. Also, I'd like to add a pair of pictures, courtesy of The Pitt, to illustrate two of the main characters. I think Pitt is one of the best artists when it comes to drawing bimbos and I feel like they capture the way I imagine those characters quite well!
Chapter 2
A Tale of two Sisters
Kelly *WOMAN*t - large and in charge
As the day went on Mary couldn't help but wonder what it was, that Kelly actually did, because, as far as she could tell, most of Kelly *WOMAN*ts day was spent putting on nail polish, calling her friends to have brain meltingly stupid conversation with them or reading a celebrity gossip magazine, written in big, easy to read letters and short, easy to understand sentences. Talking to some of the other people working in the building, some of them women from the outside like her, she found out that the answer amounted to "not much."
While she found it somewhat difficult to wrap her head around it, it seemed to her like Kelly was effectively paid large amounts of money to do practically nothing. Or, as her conversation with one of the accountants, one of the foreign smart women working in Bimbotopia, went:
"So... you're saying Ms. *WOMAN*t gets paid for being stupid and looking fake so she can invest more money in looking even faker, which in turn means... she gets paid more? Did I understand that correctly?"
The accountant, a short middle-aged woman nodded.
"Pretty much. See, all women born in Bimbotopia have to go through an intelligence test after they finish school. The lower they score the more surgery they get to have. You probably already knew that. If they score especially low, like Ms. *WOMAN*t did, they might get some donations for their plastic surgery. Because bimbos love to watch other bimbos, especially if they are dumber and faker than themselves... gives them something to look up to. And the more surgery they get the more popular become, they get to be on TV, make public appearances, have newspaper articles written about them... which means they earn more money to receive more surgery. It's how things work here."
Mary had to admit that she knew fairly little about economics but she had no idea how Bimbotopias economy was able to function at all. Just as she was trying to wrap her head around it she got a call from Kelly.
"Like, heyyy, Mandy! Get ya flat ass to my office rill quick! I, like, need ya for something."
"Yes, Ma'am," Mary replied, "and my name is actually..." but before she could finish the sentence Kelly had hung up. Mary made her way back up to her superiors office, hoping that, whatever Kelly had her to this time, it wouldn't involve cleaning her bodily fluids of the floor. As she opened the door to Kellies office, she found her resting her feet on her desk, texting someone on her phone. Looking at what was on her desk, it was clear that the closest thing to actual work Kelly ever did was signing some documents she more than definately didn't read. Though looking at her signatures she managed to misspell her name on the vast majority of them and just drew crude stick figures with absurdly large breasts on the rest of them, some stains on the paper indicating that she used the same pen she also used to pleasure herself.
"How can I help you, Ms. *WOMAN*t?" Mary asked after a minute, as Kelly seemed to be too distracted by her phone to notice her coming in.
"Ugh, finally! If you, like, ever want me to show ya my, like, totally ginormous plastic boobies, you need to get here more faster!" she crossed her arms abover her chest, as if she wanted to punish Mary by showing her less of her cleavage.
Mary sighed, swallowing her frustration. "Yes Ma'am. Of course, Ma'am. That would be absolutely terrible."
Kelly gave her a stern look from her motionless botox face before resorting to her usual, bubbly tone as if nothing happened.
"You need to, like, pick up my li'l sister from the beauty clinic, kay? It's da, like, rilly fancy one? Over at da beach? You can take, like, da limo! And then you, like, totally bring her here! She's gonna get a new fill-up today and I, like, so can't wait to see it!"
"Da limo" as it turned out, being a bright pink monstrosity that had "*WOMAN*tmobile" written on it. Mary was very careful as she drove it to the clinic she was supposed to pick Kelly's sister up from. Kelly's sister still went to school. While stupidity was, of course, rewarded in Bimbotopia, it didn't mean that there weren't quite a few things a bimbo had to know. A bimbo had to know how to dress, how to achieve the cheapest look with the most expensive clothes. A bimbo had to know how to best apply make-up of all kinds. And, of course, a bimbo had to know how to be good in bed, that being a priority in Bimbotopias schools once the students were old enough. The key to success in Bimbotopa was to be as good as possible at looking good while being as stupid as possible otherwise. That's what made a good bimbo.
Stacy *WOMAN*t - Blonde, busty brat
Kelly's younger sister, Stacy *WOMAN*t, was arguably a very good bimbo, if not quite on the level of her sister yet. Nonetheless, having demonstrated remarkably good looks and remarkably little intelligence, Stacy was finally allowed to have another fillup. This was the day when her implants, currently filled with 3000cc of saline, were expanded to 3500cc... only 1000cc less than her older sisters current volume. This is what Stacy told Mary after she got into the car.
It wasn't exactly easy finding her among all the bimbos coming out of the clinic, a mass of blonde hair, massive lips, revealing clothes and botoxed faces (Some covered by expensive sunglasses), most of whom could only be differentiated by their haircut, eye colour and, of course, size of their breast implants. Stacy had a particulary large pair, very few bimbos had the opportunity to fill their implants up to 3500cc before they left school, fortunately for Stacy she was both rich and dumb enough to get there at the gentle age of 17, now sporting an impressive pair of perfectly spherical fake tits high on her slender frame that she was proudly displaying in a belly free, white top that seemed almost ready to tear after her most recent fillup. Like most bimbos she had been getting botox injections since her early teens, leaving her frace practically motionless and like most bimbos she had long, platinum blonde hair, though unlike her older sister she wore it in a pony tail. She also was quite a bit shorter than Kelly, her eyes though were of the same light blue. Lucky for Mary, Stacy found her (or, rather, the car) so she didn't have to try finding Stacy among the crowd of bimbos. Stacy had the same expression of vague disgust looking at Mary for the first time that most bimbos had, a natural looking woman was something they weren't used to. Nonetheless, she was chatting excitedly with Mary on their way back to the *WOMAN*t Tower.
"Oh. Em. Gee. Now I have totes the biggest tits in my school, fer sure! Like, have ya ever seen fake tits that huge, Macy?"
"Only on your sister. And my name is..."
It started do dawn on Mary that correcting Stacy would be about as fruitful as correcting Kelly when she exclaimed:
"Hey, you, like, know Kel?"
Mary sighed. "Yes, Stacy. She was the one who told me to pick you up. Remember?"
Stacy giggled, wiping a strand of platinum blonde hair from her frozen brow. "Oh, right! I so can't wait to let her, like, play with my new monster boobies! I'm literally sooo wet right now..."
Mary found herself confused and vaguely uncomfortable. "But, uh... she's, like..." Mary stopped herself, no matter how much time she wold have to spend in this city, randomly inserting the word "like" in her sentences would certainly not be a habit she'd pick up. "I mean, isn't that a bit... weird? She's your sister."
"Like, duh! I won't just let anyone touch these babies! Like, except if it's a guy, obviously..." she giggled again. Mary started to envy these girls. Life must be so simple to them.
It was the early evening when they got back to Downtown Bimbotopia, now illuminated by millions of bright pink and light blue neon lights, looking like a combination of 80s Miami Beach and a particulary expensive red light district. Stacy practically leaped out of the car after Mary parked it in front of *WOMAN*t Tower, skipping along to the entrance, her new breasts bouncing, threatening to escape her tight white top. Mary could hardly keep up with her till both of them stood in front of the elevator door, waiting for it to open.
Stacy seemed giddy, not to mention very, very horny, as the elevator moved upwards. Mary was, if not quite grossed out, at least profoundly weirded out by the relationship between the two sisters. Sure, it wasn't quite incest but at least something uncomfortably close to it. The door opened up again.
"KEL!" Stacy shrieked at the top of her lungs, running towards her sister on the other end of the room.
"STACE!" Kelly replied just as loud, coming at her from the other direction.
Mary almost expected a cartoony *BOING* sound when the two finally meet, two pairs of just as cartoonishly oversized fake tits pressing against each other and one pair of cartoonishly oversized fake lips pressing against Stacy *WOMAN*t's cheek.
"Like, hiii Stacy!" Kelly exclaimed excitedly, enveloping her sister in a cloud of sweet perfume. "You so! Totally! Got to show me your new girls, sis!"
Stacy nodded excitedly. "Fer sure!" she replied.
Then there was a moment of awkward silence as Stacy struggled with the buttons of her top. Perhaps it was hard to blame her, seeing how far they were in front of her.
"Uh, like, Macy? Can you get help me, like, get my boobs out?"
Mary took a step towards her as she helped her unbuttoning her top. Kelly chiming in:
"Uhm, Stace, like, actually her name is totally Mandy?"
"Oh, sorry, Mandy." Stacey said and patted Mary's head like that of a friendly animal as Mary stared into her almost comically large artificial cleavage, trying to undo her buttons. Somehow the first day on her new job ended even worse than it started.
Finally they were open and Stacey could present her breasts to her sister. They resembled tan soccer balls in both size and shape, a pair of perky pink nipples in the middle of saucer sized stretched areolae. Just below her nipples were a pair of small band aids, covering the spot where a needle had penetrated her skin to fill the implant shell with an additional 500cc of saline just a few hours ago.
Kelly had the expression of someone who had just opened a treasure chest in front of herself.
"Oh mah gaaaaawd! They look so fab, girl!"
She grabbed her younger sisters tits on their side as if to see how firm they are. The answer being "very". Then she started to play with Stacey nipples with her thumbs.
"Don't I just have the cutest nipples?" Stacey giggled.
"Yah, totally! They look like... little pink jellybeans or something!" She giggled too and leaned down till her face was on the height of her sisters breasts.
"Like, heeey girls.... your nipples look totally like little pink jelly beans!"
She giggled as she stuck out her tongue from her pink pillow lips, stimulating one of Stacey's nipples with her tongue.
Mary watched them with a mix of confusion, disgust and amusement. Bimbotopia really was a porno come to life. Where else could you watch a pair of botox faced, big lipped, comically large breasted blonde sisters playing with each others bodies like that?
"Sis, my pussy feels, like, so tingly right now!" Stacey confessed, breathing heavily.
"Oh em gee, mine too! Wanna play "who can come the quickest" again, Stace?"
Kelly asked her younger sister cheerfully. Stacey nodded enthusiastically as she tried to pull down her pants as quickly as possible, Kelly doing the same.
Unsurprisingly, both of their vaginas were dripping like firehoses as both of them jammed three of their fingers into them, their thumbs stimulating their clitorises, Staceys other hand caressing one of her already bare nipples.
both of them moaned loudly as they played with themselves, in fact it seemed like not only did they try to compete in who could orgasm the quickest but also who could orgasm the loudest. After a few minutes Kelly grabbed the big pink pen from her desk again (Did she even use it to do anything else?) and jammed it into her gaping snatch, just barely reaching that sensitive little spot all the way in. Her moaning grew louder till it reached the obvious climax and leaned back, politely waiting for her younger sister to finish too.
"No fair!" Stacey exlaimed afterwards, out of breath but a big smile on her face, "You, like, totally cheated, sis! You used your pen thingy!"
Both of them giggled while Mary was staring at the two puddles of fluid on the floor in front of her. Now Kelly seemed to notice it too.
"Hey, Mandy, can you..."
"Alright. Alright. I'm on it!"
She said angrily before Kelly could finish. At least that way she wouldn't have to hear the word "pussy juice" again.