Bike Shop Bimbo | free bimbofication story

It was sweltering hot in the bike shop. Esther wiped the sweat from her forehead with the greasy rag, then went back to adjusting the valve. She could do this kind of work with her eyes closed. Ever since she was a kid, she’d been interested in motorcycles. Luckily, she grew up next to a junkyard where she had plenty of opportunities to take machines apart and see how they worked.

Even with all of her skill, it was a difficult industry for a woman, and the fact that she barely stood taller than five feet made it harder still. She learned quickly that her attitude needed to make up for her appearance. When the old man that owned the shop died and left it to her, her co-workers had plenty to say about it, she knew, but they’d never dare say it to her face.

Crouching beside the Kawasaki she was working on, sweat kept dripping into her eyes. She stood up on her sturdy legs and glanced around the garage until she found Greg.

“Greg,” she called in her husk voice. “Didn’t I tell you to get that air conditioner fixed?”

Greg held a monkey wrench defensively. “I called the guy.

He can’t come in this week.”

“Then call another guy,” Esther said.

“All right. Fine. I will.” Greg bent over the engine he was working on.

“Now,” Esther roared.

Greg straightened up, squinting his eyes at her like he wanted to say something. Esther put her hands on her hips, waiting to hear it. Eventually, he thought better of it, and stomped to the back room to make the call.

“And bring those fans out while you’re back there,”

Esther called to him.

“Those things weigh a hundred pounds each,” Greg complained.

“Well, I hope you don’t break a nail, sweetheart,” Esther said.

All the other guys burst into laughter. Greg walked on to the back room, mumbling under his breath. Esther went to get back to work, but was interrupted by someone entering the shop. Looking up, she saw it was Dave, her newest hire.

“You’re late,” she said to him.

“I know, I know, Ms. Esther.” Dave was young and a nervous type.

“You don’t have to call me miss. Just Esther is fine.”

“Right, sorry, Ms. Esther. I mean...Esther.”

“This is the third time this week you’ve been late. What’s the problem, Dave?” Esther said.

“I had a real important appointment,” Dave said.

“What about?” Earl said.

Earl weighed at least two hundred and fifty pounds and stood close to six feet tall. Esther considered him her right hand man, though she’d never tell him that. She could also never tell him that she found him attractive, that she often wished it was her his rough hands worked into submission instead of the machines. She could never make herself vulnerable enough to tell him how she really felt and ruin the persona she’d worked for so long to cultivate.

“I’d rather not say what it was about,” Dave said. “It’s personal.”

Earl rolled up his sleeves and walked closer to Dave.

“You’re going to tell us.”

Dave was noticeably beginning to sweat. “I had to meet up with this lady I found on the internet.”

Earl laughed, loud and gruff. He slapped Dave hard on the back. “You wanted to get your rocks off before work.

Why didn’t you just say so?”

“No, it wasn’t that,” Dave protested.

“Then what the hell was it?” Earl asked.

Esther smiled to herself, content to let Earl handle the situation. Dave, knowing he couldn’t keep any secret, produced a small vial from his pocket. Earl quickly grabbed it from him, holding the vial up to the light.

“Careful,” Dave said. “That’s very expensive.”

“What the hell is it?” Earl asked.

“The lady, she’s a scientist. She makes this drug for women. It’s supposed to...” Dave blushed crimson.

“Go on, spit it out,” Earl said intrigued.

“It gives them the perfect body and makes them real horny,” Dave said. “I thought I’d get my girlfriend to try it.”

Esther and Earl started laughing so hard they could barely breathe. Esther bent over with her hands on her knees. Earl wiped the tears that streamed from his eyes.

“Sounds like you got scammed,” Esther said.

“No, this lady was legit. I swear,” Dave said. “Lots of people on the internet said it worked for them.”

“Bullshit. You’re just another sucker,” Earl said. “Here, Esther, why don’t you try it?” He tossed the vial to Esther.

“Stop, give it back,” Dave said.

Esther eyed the clear liquid in the vial. “How much will you give me if I drink this?” she asked Earl.

“I’ll buy your lunch for a week,” Earl said.

“Done,” Esther said. She unscrewed the top, tipped her head back, and poured the liquid down her throat.

“No,” Dave yelled, but the liquid was already gone.

Esther shook her head at the taste. “Uh, it tastes horrible.” She looked to Dave. “I just did you a favor. Your

girlfriend would run for the hills if you came at her with that crazy story.”

Earl patted Dave on the shoulder. “Don’t believe anything you hear on the internet.”

“Maybe you’re right,” Dave said. “Damn, it was expensive though.”

“All right, Dave,” Esther said. “Earl will buy both of our lunches this week.”

“What?” Earl said.

“You heard me,” Esther said, pointing her wrench at him, then went back to the Kawasaki.

Everyone in the garage worked in silence. Esther took a long swig from her water bottle. She was starting to feel dizzy. Thinking it must just be the heat, she kept her head down and kept working. She’d worked through worse conditions than this.

As she was screwing in a bolt, she realized the skin on her hands were beginning to sting. She’d never had a problem with that since she’d developed her calluses, and that was years ago. She pulled her glove off to inspect her hands. What she saw made her think the heat was messing with her mind.

Her hands looked completely different. The rough skin was now soft and smooth. Her fingers were longer and thinner. She stared at them for a long time, turning them over, trying to make sense of what she was seeing.

Holding her hands out to get a better look at them, she noticed there were other things that weren’t quite right. Her work pants that she usually had to roll up at the hems because they were two long for her now fit like capri pants.

She found herself captivated by her slender, delicate ankles.

The rest of her clothes also fit like they were made for someone much shorter. Everything was baggier, except for the fabric around her bust line.

The buttons of her work shirt struggled against her now huge breasts. Esther had been a small B cup since her early teens. Now, her breasts stood out like a shelf. All she had to do was touch the top few buttons and her shirt flew open.

Her bra looked like the tiniest, most pathetic piece of fabric.

She unhooked it and the straps feel down around her elbows. Her newly huge breasts were freed and exposed in all of their glory.

Sweat glistened off of her golden tanned skin. Beads dripped down over her small, pert, pink nipples. The monkey wrench clanged to the ground as she dropped it to fondle her breasts. With both hands, she squished the massive things together.

“Esther,” Earl called. “Is everything all right?”

Esther didn’t answer back. She was too entranced with her new body. Sitting on the hard floor of the garage, she shimmied out of her pants. Her legs were like a model’s; long, lean, and tan. She straightened them out in front of her. “Oh!” she said, amazed at her new look.

“Esther,” Earl called. His voice was more urgent now.

“I’m fine, Earl,” Esther called, but her voice sounded different. It was higher pitched and more feminine.

She heard Earl’s heavy footsteps walking toward her, and soon he was towering over where she sat on the ground next to the Kawasaki. When he saw her, sitting there fondling her large naked breasts, his eyes widened to twice there normal size.

“Earl,” Esther asked, tweaking out her pink nipples.

“What’s happened to me?”

Earl gulped, then reached out his hand to help her up.

Esther inserted her beautiful feminine hand into his and allowed him to assist her. He led her over to a large piece of shiny sheet metal where she could see her reflection.

She looked like a completely different person. In addition to being thinner, taller, and more tan, her once mottled brown hair was now a platinum blonde that hung in loose curls over her shoulders. Her huge breasts were the most beautiful things she’d ever seen. They were pert and perfectly round. She couldn’t stop touching them.

As she gazed at herself, she was suddenly hit with an undeniable urge. Quickly, she pulled down her pants and removed her panties, revealing a delicately shaved pussy.

Hopping up on one of the nearby choppers, she spread her legs and began rubbing her clit.

For once, Earl was speechless. He just watched her with his jaw nearly hitting the floor. Esther rubbed her clitoris, desperate to scratch the intense itch that had just come upon her. She soon realized that just rubbing her clitoris wasn’t helping. Shoving two fingers into her pussy, she started to finger herself as hard as she could. It felt good at first, but it wasn’t quite enough.

Esther reached over to the nearby table and selected the largest wrench she could find. Turning it around, she inserted the straight, hard metal into her pussy. It was cold against her warm flesh, but it hit her g-spot just the way she wanted.

“Earl,” she said breathlessly. “Come here.”

Earl approached her eagerly. Esther grabbed his hand and brought it to the base of the wrench that stuck out of her pussy. He grasped it, not needing anymore instruction, and started to work the wrench up and down, in and out of her. She rubbed her clit as he fucked her with the wrench.

Closing her eyes, she reveled in the pleasure that she had craved so much.

Earl took the liberty of massaging her new breasts. His hands were rough against her smooth skin, and she loved it.

A smile played on his lips as he watched her writhing on the chopper.

“I can’t believe it,” Earl said. “Dave’s potion worked.”

Esther didn’t pay attention to anything he was saying. As good as the wrench felt in her pussy, she needed flesh. Her eyes were wild as she reached up and grabbed Earl around the collar. Earl fumbled with the buckle of his pants, and finally got his cock out. Esther scooted down further on the chopper so she could wrap her legs around Earl’s massive waist.

To her delight, his cock was proportional to his large body. She licked her lips at the sight of the large, round head. Before he entered her, she looked Earl square in the eyes.

“Don’t go easy on me,” she said with conviction.

Earl’s eyes lit up. “Yes ma’am.”

Earl grabbed her hard around the waist, digging his hands into her flesh. Esther whimpered slightly, but Earl payed no mind. She felt the tip of his cock feeling around for the entrance of her pussy. Then, he thrust into her, growling.

His hands held fast around her waist as he slammed into her, fucking her harder than she ever thought possible.

Esther held onto her bouncing tits, her body overcome with pleasure. When she looked to the side, she saw Dave and Greg standing alongside the wall, staring at them in disbelief.

“Get over here,” she yelled to them.

The men seemed to be frozen in shock.

“You heard the boss,” Earl growled, still fucking the life out of her.

When Greg and Dave approached, Esther grabbed for their cocks. They immediately unbuckled their pants and

presented to her their stiff dicks. Esther grabbed for Dave’s first, shoving it into her mouth.

“Mmmm,” she said, savoring the salty and sweet taste of his flesh. She ran her mouth down the shaft, all the way to the base. His cock was halfway down her throat.

“Oh, fuck,” Dave said.

Esther bobbed her head up and down the cock, allowing Dave to fuck her throat. It made the pleasure in her pussy more intense. Her lips gripped tighter around his cock as she came from Earl’s merciless fucking.

Dave groaned as cum spurted out of his cock, hitting Esther in the back of the throat. She turned her head to the other side and Dave’s dick, wet from her saliva, slipped out of her mouth. As she turned to take Greg’s cock in her mouth, Earl didn’t let up fucking her for a second.

Greg wrapped his hand around one of her tits and squeezed as she ran her mouth up and down his shaft. As she sucked, Earl brought her to orgasm again and again.

Her entire body rang with pleasure. At the same time, Greg and Earl came. Greg grasped her tit harder as he filled her throat so full of cum she could gurgle with it. Earl thrust into her with the weight of his entire body, then doubled over, collapsing on top of her.

Esther smiled as she felt the cum pump out of his cock deep inside her pussy. Earl lifted his head and took a deep breath.

“There,” he said. “Was that enough for you?”

Esther bit her lip, then slowly shook her head.

Earl look at her incredulously. “You want more?”

Esther smiled playfully as she nodded.

Earl looked to Greg and Dave, who were now sitting down, exhausted.

“I don’t think there’s much more we can do for you,” Earl said.

Esther scrunched up her face. “I need more cock,” she whined.

Outside the garage, the sound of at least ten motorcycles roared. Esther’s face brightened at the sound. The door to the garage creaked opened.

“Esther, Earl, we’re all going to need a tune up.”

Esther recognized the voice as Tim, the leader of a local motorcycle club.

“Sure, Tim,” Earl called. “We’ll fix you right up.” He turned back to Esther. “It looks like the calvary’s arrived.”

As the big, burly, leather clad men filed into the shop, Esther watched from the chopper, where she sat with her legs spread, cum dripping out of her pussy. The men slowly took notice of her and began to gather around, their faces hungry with desire.

“What’s this here?” Tim asked Earl.

“Just a little something to enjoy while you wait,” Earl said.

“You mean, we can have our way with her?” Tim said.

“I think she’d be disappointed if you didn’t,” Earl said.

“Please,” Esther pleaded, squeezing her breasts. “Please, fuck me now.”

“We always help out a woman in need,” Tim said with a sly smile. “Right, boys?”

The rest of the men erupted into cheers, pumping their fists and some beginning to unbuckle their pants.

Tim walked slowly over to the chopper. He grabbed Esther around the slender waist, picking her up off of the bike, and stood her on the ground. He ran his eyes all over her body, studying her large breasts and her pink, slick pussy. With his hands on her shoulders, he turned her

around. Esther placed her hands on the seat of the chopper and bent down slightly.

The rest of the men whistled, voicing their approval of her toned body. Tim ran a rough, callused hand down her back, and over her ass. Esther bent down further. With a hand on each of her thighs, Tim spread her pussy lips apart so everyone could get a good look at the pink flesh.

Esther groaned, eager to be touched. “Fuck me,” she said softly.

“We’re getting to that, sweetheart,” Tim said. “First, we need to check the oil.”

He inserted one finger in his mouth, then slipped it out and shoved it up Esther’s pussy. Her back arched and she moaned. He massaged inside of her while his thumb rubbed her clitoris.

“This one’s nice and wet,” Tim said.

He slipped his moistened finger out of her pussy and brought it up to her asshole.

“This all right with you?” Tim asked her.

“Yes, please,” Esther pleaded.

At her approval, Tim shoved his finger into her ass.

“Tight,” he said.

Esther leaned over further on the chopper in front of her, her tits squishing against the leather seat. “Fill me up,” she said. “All of me.”

She reached for the wrench and handed it to him. Tim studied the tool, then placed it at the opening of her pussy.

Esther moaned as the cool metal entered her. Tim fingered her asshole while he fucked her with the wrench. The pleasure coming from both holes was relentless. Esther reached down to rub her own clit.

With the wrench, Tim bore down on her g-spot while he thrust his finger in and out of her asshole. Esther arched her

back, poking her ass out to give him all of the access he needed. The ecstasy began to mount in her pussy and ass, the waves of pleasure running together, until her body exploded into orgasm, leaving her shuddering and delirious.

Slowly, Tim removed the wrench from her pussy, and his finger from her ass.

“This one’s ready,” he said to his men.

Esther stood up straight and turned to face them, eager to see what they’d do to her next. Tim unbuckled his pants, unleashing his long, thick cock. He sat down in a chair, and Esther wasted no time in straddling him.

Once she lowered herself onto him, the pleasure was immediate. Her pussy was so sensitive she had a small orgasm as soon as she started rocking her hips. She shuddered from the pleasure as she rode him. He gripped her ass, his face buried in her tits. Esther felt small and helpless in the possession of such a large man. Course hair grew from his large biceps. She could feel how muscular his thighs were as she bounced up and down on them.

The rest of the motorcycle club circled tightly around them, watching intently. Esther scanned their gruff, eager faces. The way they licked their lips at her, their eyes full of hunger, made her pussy even wetter. She watched their cocks growing larger and harder inside of their pants. She wanted all of them.

Tim ran his hands through her hair. “Your pussy’s real sweet, sugar. But I want a taste of that tight ass.”

Esther clapped her hands together, giddy with excitement. She jumped up off of him, turned around, then sat back down with his cock poised to enter her asshole. As she eased his cock into her tight hole, he tangled his hands in her long blonde hair and groaned. Once he was all the way inside of her, Esther leaned back on his broad chest,

allowing him to pump in and out of her as hard and fast as he pleased.

Three other bikers stood in front of her. They were all muscular, hairy, and tough. Esther surrendered under their touch as they reached out to grab her breasts. A biker with a long, thick beard crouched in front of her. He licked the tips of two fingers, then pressed them to her clit. Esther ground her hips harder onto Tim’s cock while the bearded man worked her clit.

She was beginning to lose control of her body with all of the pleasure pulsing through her. When the bearded man thrust two fingers into her pussy and started massaging her g-spot, she began convulsing beyond her control. Tim had both of his strong hands on her hips, rocking her harder on his cock. The bearded man stimulated her clitoris and g-spot, while the others pinched her sensitive nipples.

The bearded man raised himself up, then took his cock out of his pants. Esther’s eyes widened at his thick cock, sturdy and hard. He stuffed his dick into her pussy, plunging Esther into a delirium. The woman she used to be, meek and insecure hidden under a rough facade, was gone. She’d transcended into an otherworldly being; the ultimate bimbo.

Her body went limp like a rag doll as the two men pounded into her. Cocks appeared at her face and she eagerly took them in her mouth. The bikers shoved their dicks completely into her mouth, and she could feel them gliding down her throat. She swallowed their whole shafts without any difficulty.

Esther sucked the cocks until she felt their warm cum spill on her chin, her tits, and slide down her throat, then she’d immediately turn and take another in her mouth. The bearded man fucking her pussy grabbed her tits and grunted as he came inside of her. When he stood up, his cock glided out of her pussy, and his seed began to spill out

of her. Esther reached down, slipping her fingers between her slit, playing in the warm wetness.

With his cock never exiting her ass, Tim wrapped his arms around her waist and stood up, carrying Esther with him. He laid her on her stomach against the chopper, and with both hands on her shoulders, pounded into her ass harder and rougher than before. More men appeared in front of her, yielding their hard rods. They rubbed the heads of their cocks on Esther’s lips until she opened her mouth to receive them.

Tim flipped her over on her back, lifting her legs and spreading them wide. She continued to suck cock after cock, and was soon dripping with cum. While Tim fucked her ass, he inserted two fingers into her pussy. Esther moaned, welcoming the feeling of being filled completely. As Tim eased a third finger, and then a fourth inside of her, Esther massaged her tits as the ecstasy mounted.

As the orgasm ripped through her body, Esther lost all sense of self. She floated on the waves of pleasure, free of self doubt and burdens. She wished to remain in that state for the rest of her life. Her muscles spasmed with the orgasm, and she soon found herself floating back to earth.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Tim, his face scrunched and guttural moans escaping his mouth. His hard cock was beginning to soften inside of her. When he pulled it out, his hot cum dripped slowly out of her asshole.

She looked around and saw that the entire motorcycle club had been taken care of. Her body was covered with cum from head to toe, inside and out. Esther laid back on the chopper for awhile, enjoying the feeling of being covered in all their stickiness. The men stood over her for awhile, occasionally caressing her and grabbing her tits.

They looked at each other, smiles of disbelief spread across their faces.

No one had anticipated the events of that day.

Esther was still drunk from pleasure as she began to sit up. Several of the bikers took her hands and assisted her.

After she caught her breath, she was finally able to speak.

“Earl and the boys will get to work on your bikes right away,” she said.

Esther showered in the back room. Each time she thought of what had just happened, goosebumps overran her entire body. She couldn’t stop smiling. As the warm water ran over her skin, she noticed that her breasts were growing smaller, her legs shorter and less slender, and her blonde hair was darkening. She was turning into her old self.

The transformation back to the old Esther was complete as she sat in her office towel drying her hair. There was a knock at the door.

“Come in,” Esther called.

It was Earl. He entered the room, sheepishly looking down at the floor.

“How are you doing?” he asked.

Esther laughed. “I’m fine, thank you.”

He glanced up at her. “I never thought I’d see you that way. But I’m glad I did.”

“Me too,” Esther said. “I didn’t know how much I needed that.”

Earl gently closed the door behind him, then walked closer to Esther. “I was just thinking, maybe we could do that again. Dave gave me the scientist lady’s phone number.”

“I’d like that,” Esther said demurely. She stood up, hardening her face. “Now get back to work,” she ordered.