Bimbofication Comic Novels & Stories

she said out loud and quickly took her phone and went to g****e out the meaning. "For not knowing the meaning of bimbo, you're really a bimbo.." "Ugggg... you're getting on my nerves!. How dare you call me a bimbo?" "For just knowing the meaning of bimbo, you're a bimbo. For telling me now dare me,then, you're really a bimbo!" Annie face reddened in anger. He seems to be enjoying this,hun?. "Okay!....who the hell are you exactly!,I don't...."

​Late that night, the wooden door of the medical bay creaked open. ​Bimby snuck quietly into the dark room. The young tutor carried a fresh bowl of water and clean white bandages. Ardon looked up from his pillows and watched the Gamma boy approach his bed. ​Bimby was just a few inches taller than Bettoni, with a very lean, modest build and a quiet sunken face. Ardon always thought Bimby just never hit a proper growth spurt because he still looked exactly like a quiet and soft teenager. But looking at the gentle bravery in Bimby's brown eyes, Ardon realized he was the one who never actually matured.

“What did you burn down this time?” “Nothing,” they said, affronted. “We drew you.” That was, in its own way, more alarming. They slapped the comic down on the table. Naomi, already sitting there with a mug of coffee, leaned over eagerly. “Oh my God,” she breathed. “I have never loved anything more.” The first panel showed a stick‑figure version of me with extremely dramatic hair, standing on a boulder, arms raised. My eyes were enormous circles with jagged lines coming out—lightning, maybe.

Hambora yelled Causing Doctor Bonnie to frown and turn sharply "Seriously, you all need to relax Okay. Like I said, this is just a rough Experiment, I mixed the Werewolf Cells with the gene of a Frog so what we have here is an hybrid, Half Werewolf and half Frog Okay?" Doctor Explained while Glamora sighed as he placed a new Cigarette on his Lips