| Author: | Gregor Daniels | ISBN: | 9781311678188 |
| Publisher: | Gregor Daniels | Publication: | December 7, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Gregor Daniels |
| ISBN: | 9781311678188 |
| Publisher: | Gregor Daniels |
| Publication: | December 7, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Deep in the heart of Texas, the town of Bimbo is home to over one thousand blonde, curvy, and stacked ladies, all with an insatiable libido and low intelligence. Although it is invisible on most maps, one man believes that the only way to rejuvenate his marriage is to bring his wife along on an unusual vacation into the town, which just so happens to have transformative properties on visitors.
Length: 16,800 words
This work of fiction contains adult material and explicit scenes with erotic descriptions. Themes include bimbo transformations, diminishing IQ, nymphomaniacs, and other perverted fantasies. For mature audiences only. All characters over 18 years old.
Excerpt:
"Have you noticed there's no men in the town at all?"
I brushed my hands against my pants and turned back to my wife. "What?"
"Seriously. Have you seen one guy here? I don't think I have."
I put my hand on my chin, keeping up an appearance of looking like I was in deep thought. "Now that you mention it, no. Just women."
Katherine held out her hand and raised fingers on the number of odd occurrences she had witnessed. "Okay, so no men. No traffic. Perverted local channels. Sexually-themed shops in town. A gas attendant that looked more appropriate for some Playboy spread. Is this the town that you were talking about?"
A small bead of sweat ran down my forehead. The sun was shining directly into the window, and the air conditioning was struggling to keep the place cool. "Well, some guys said there was a town out west of Odessa. They didn't give me the name of it, though. Just some place with a motel we could stay at."
Katherine scooted herself to the edge of the bed. "Why didn't we stay in Odessa?"
I tugged on the neckline of my shirt. "Higher motel prices. They practically cost an arm and a leg in bigger towns. Besides, the more we can travel in one day, the less there will be to go tomorrow."
I leaned over and kissed my wife on the forehead. Her brow crunched up into several winkles as she looked up at me. "Whatever this vacation is supposed to be, I hope it was worth it. I expect my man to have something big planned for the twenty-year anniversary."
"Oh, I've got something."
"As long as it makes me feel young again, I don't care what it is."
Deep in the heart of Texas, the town of Bimbo is home to over one thousand blonde, curvy, and stacked ladies, all with an insatiable libido and low intelligence. Although it is invisible on most maps, one man believes that the only way to rejuvenate his marriage is to bring his wife along on an unusual vacation into the town, which just so happens to have transformative properties on visitors.
Length: 16,800 words
This work of fiction contains adult material and explicit scenes with erotic descriptions. Themes include bimbo transformations, diminishing IQ, nymphomaniacs, and other perverted fantasies. For mature audiences only. All characters over 18 years old.
Excerpt:
"Have you noticed there's no men in the town at all?"
I brushed my hands against my pants and turned back to my wife. "What?"
"Seriously. Have you seen one guy here? I don't think I have."
I put my hand on my chin, keeping up an appearance of looking like I was in deep thought. "Now that you mention it, no. Just women."
Katherine held out her hand and raised fingers on the number of odd occurrences she had witnessed. "Okay, so no men. No traffic. Perverted local channels. Sexually-themed shops in town. A gas attendant that looked more appropriate for some Playboy spread. Is this the town that you were talking about?"
A small bead of sweat ran down my forehead. The sun was shining directly into the window, and the air conditioning was struggling to keep the place cool. "Well, some guys said there was a town out west of Odessa. They didn't give me the name of it, though. Just some place with a motel we could stay at."
Katherine scooted herself to the edge of the bed. "Why didn't we stay in Odessa?"
I tugged on the neckline of my shirt. "Higher motel prices. They practically cost an arm and a leg in bigger towns. Besides, the more we can travel in one day, the less there will be to go tomorrow."
I leaned over and kissed my wife on the forehead. Her brow crunched up into several winkles as she looked up at me. "Whatever this vacation is supposed to be, I hope it was worth it. I expect my man to have something big planned for the twenty-year anniversary."
"Oh, I've got something."
"As long as it makes me feel young again, I don't care what it is."
