Title

The Look

by misbegotten2
Storyline Bimbotech
Characters
Category Body Modification Bimboization Marvel
Previous Chapter The scene inside Natasha's mind shifts

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It was at this moment, as the last vestiges of Natasha Romanov began peeling away under the power of Mistress Mindfuck that Manute entered the BodMod room.  Passing them, Manute paused for a brief moment to study Mistress Mindfuck and Natasha—and immediately realized two things.  First, Manute decided, the Black Widow’s super-spy days were finished.  Even if she withstood the mental assault, the power of the Body modification tank had transformed her formerly trim, athletic body into the Bimbotech ideal. Manute doubted that she’d be able to point a gun much less do a fancy high kick or back flip or some other kung fu bullshit without those beach ball sized knockers now jutting from her chest getting in the way.  Manutes’ second conclusion was he really didn’t care for this ‘Mindfuck’ method, it was so

“Boring” he muttered under his breath and continued on his way.  It’s not that he didn’t recognize the need for new bimbofying methods, especially with Bimbotech now actively trying to ensnare Super heroines.  Manute was just a man who liked what he liked and there was nothing that got his juices pumping harder than what he liked to call ‘the Look’.  That look you could only get from the Conversion chair, when the old personality was swept away and the new Bimbo one formed.  The way confusion suddenly melted into realization and exploded into absolute joyful acceptance.  It was the closest thing Manute had to a religious experience and ‘the look’ never failed to get his dick hard.

‘It got hard for Honey Pott’ Manute thought to himself as he remembered ‘the look’ he got from the former Pepper Potts, the memory of it causing his penis to stiffen approvingly.  ‘And speaking of’.  Manute smiled as he arrived at his reason for being in the BodMod room, keeping a slight distance to not impede on the flurry of activity.

Three Bimbotech technicians busied themselves around the Body Modification Tank containing Honey Pott.  The green transforming solution had already been drained away before Manutes’ arrival and two of the techs were removing the black tubes that had been inserted into her orifices.  The third was on the ground strapping Honey Potts’ feet into a pair of black pumps.  A necessary step, since the transformation had shortened her calf muscles, making Honey Pott incapable of wearing anything but a pair of ‘fuck-me’ pumps.  Once finished the three men carefully guided Honey Pott from the tank, Manute could hear the freshly minted Bimbo giggle and coo at their touch.  Honey Pott emerged wobbly and covered in a shiny layer of the transformation solution.  The three men led her way from Manute to a door at the other end of the BodMod room, where on the other side, he knew were at least three Bimbotech Bimbos waiting to clean and dress Honey Pott up for her new life. 

As she wasn’t facing him and was kind of hunched over, Manute didn’t really get a good look at the fully formed Honey Pott, but what he did see he liked:  A plump round apple shaped ass and a curtain of thick hair that reached down the mid of her back.  It delighted Manute that the hair was no longer the boring light red color of before, within the Body Modification it had lighten into a shade of cotton candy pink.  Even caked in the green transformation goop is shined like a firecracker against her now perfectly tanned and smooth skin.

Watching Honey Pott disappear behind the door Manute considered ‘the look’ once again and his love of it—the body modification stuff was nice, but that was just the icing on the cake.  The Look, that was anticipation, it was the promise of what’s to come.  And there was something about that, something Manute couldn’t describe but it was something that never failed to thrill him.

Manute was suddenly aware of the straining at the front of his pants, and realized he now sported a massive hard-on.  ‘Philosophy will do that shit to me’ he mused to himself and then he followed Honey Pott out of BodMod.


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CJ - 7/29/2014 1:24 PM
I just looked up variants of Susan, I actually wanted to use Zsuzsa, but figured Xuxa would be easier to remem
Evva - 7/29/2014 1:15 PM
CJ, are you really using Xuxa? http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xuxa_1 Well, she was big at latin america and iberic countries, it is like call someone as Dolly Parton or Sade
solddate - 7/28/2014 9:05 AM
>Blue Man - Always nice to see Harley having a positive effect on writing trends. Very nice work, btw.
LesLes - 7/27/2014 4:11 PM
Wow, @Blue_man, so good and so hot! Loved the way you gave the sorceress some personality and her nice mummudrai surprise! And now I need your Tumblr recs ;)
gothamalleyviper - 7/27/2014 1:02 PM
@Colleem, put it in Message board and I will post any thoughts for you.
LesLes - 7/27/2014 12:23 PM
@colleem: post it on the messageboard and I'm sure someone will take a look?
colleem - 7/27/2014 10:09 AM

colleem - 7/27/2014 3:58 AM
Would someone be so kind and look over my chapter? Will write one soon but english isnt my native
ESchorcho - 7/23/2014 3:19 PM
Great chapter, MacroLass. Thanks for adding. Check the message board.
MacroLass - 7/23/2014 12:42 PM
Ask and ye shall receive. I just wrote a new chapter.



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