Bimbofication Stories Novels & Stories

Let's go for the date," she said, dropping her phone into her handbag. * * "Nice meal," Bimbo said. She cleaned her mouth with a piece of tissue. She belched.. "Excuse me.. It seems you really love Portobello Mushroom burgers, could decipher that the way you ravished it after the waiter served." Solomon laughed. "I'm a foodie!" "So are you married or hooked up in a relationship?" Bimbo asked. "Kind of, it's complicated. Don't wanna talk about it." His face went blank and he bowed his head.

the landlady, “where is Omolaso?“ Bimbo asked, “she has gone out” the landlady, “Okay, I have come with Ajike's parents and they were inside the car, they don't want to cause embarrassment,” Bimbo says, “you did well,” she says, but how do you want me to believe you?“ the landlady asked, “I don't want to stay here too long because of my job, am getting late” Bimbo the nurse” “nurse, I don't believe you," she says, and one police came out of the car and walked towards them, "any problem?“ the police asked

Bimbo retorted, “but why didn't you bring her for me?“ Ajike's mom asked, “The woman taken care of her and daughter refused to release them to me” Biola retorted, “What did I hear you say?“ she asked, 'She has a beautiful daughter of eighteen years” Bimbo says, 'You mean, I have become a grandmother seventeen years ago” she inquired, “I saw her beautiful, sharp, and smart daughter,” Bimbo says, “tell me this thing it's a nightmare,” she says, “am telling you the reality,” Bimbo says,

let's meet father to tell us a story before going to our beds," she pleaded, she knew that it will take almost all of them to persuade their father who was already ladened with a large bowl of Amala(cultural food) to tell them a story, the girls approached their father and pleaded that he tells them a story, their father was in a good mood, he agreed to their offer, looking around he said, "then get something to sit on, I shall be telling you girls a short story." Hearing this, Bimbo's face lit up as she plastered a smile on her face, her father had agreed to tell them a story, she quickly

Robin's gaze shot to me, full of doubt and suspicion. When I finally spoke, my voice was quiet yet cut through all the noise. "Are you talking about the bank account you opened with my ID? "It's laughable you'd resort to such a desperate lie. Last month, you withdrew money from that account when you bought a Hermes bag for Andrea, didn't you? So, who exactly is taking kickbacks? Shall I produce the bank statements or retrieve the withdrawal records?" I stared at Norman, enunciating each word. His face grew paler with each question asked.

she lamented, he got up and walked over to the other side of the table and sat partly on the table, they stared at him “I am not the man behind this project neither am I the master mind” he said to her “Then who the hell is?” Roxanne questioned, he was silent for a while “You are” he said and they all looked at her, she looked confused “What the hell are you saying” she asked “You are the founder of IBED” he said “What the hell is IBED? I don’t even have a job talk less of a company” “IBED, International Body for Evolutionary Divergence”

I've sculpted a character based on my boss, Jacob Carter, in my smutty novel. Jacob, who's a cold, distant, and stern man in reality, is reduced to a lovesick simp in my novel. Apparently, he's maddeningly in love with me there. But when I tender my resignation letter later on, Jacob rips it into shreds before cornering me. "Oh? Are you planning to leave now that you've finished writing that novel of yours? How dare you discard me as soon as you're done with me! What am I, a cheap escort?"

Then the Stag ran back off into the Forrest. Bradford kicked rocks and looked around him. “Well, if they could stay here for centuries, I can handle waiting for the stag.” He went back into the cabin and worked with the herbs. Remembering the bookshelf, he walked over and thumbed the spines as he lazily read them. Most of which didn’t have titles. When you opened one they were meticulously written. A sentence caught his gaze, “…I just knew he couldn’t have died….I felt him but Bastion wouldn’t lie to me. I didn’t make it full term but I had taken all of my families herbs to protect unborn babies. Could something have been amiss? Was he born deformed or frightening? Why wouldn’t they let me s

Bee is silent for a moment while she thinks, “Oh, the bookstore just opened last week in the mall, take her in there and tell her you’ll buy her any book she wants. Or maybe buy her a pretty bookmark?” I feel my heart burning. “Nice idea! You’re secretly smart, aren’t you?” Axel laughs, “Don’t you think?” He turns to me, but I can’t help myself this time, I groan and grab my chest – the pain is getting too much to keep a straight face. “Dude, you okay?”

"Unfortunately food cannot be simulated, so we'll have to make do with the pleasure of each other's company. if you can stand to talk to me for a while." "How can I begrudge such a charming man?" Caroline replied, and allowed herself to be led to the makeshift cover. She couldn't quite believe what was going on in front of her. Experiences like these were somewhat of a legend among p**n x-tresses, that one day they would meet a wonderful man who would treat them like real people and romance them instead of the usual mechanics that took place. Determined to enjoy it while it lasted she sat down with Joe and smiled at him.