"But she needed help and I was there. She needs a man in her life -- maybe not all the time, but on a regular basis. She needs someone to lean on -- a...d, frankly, someone to fuck." She's not sure about that." If you'd seen her sexual response, you would be," I retorted. "Jilling off isn't doing it for her -- and now that she's had a taste of the good stuff, it'll be even less satisfactory. The plan is more or less to let her discover that on her own -- but if she's as stubborn as she tends to. Sarah looked up at him, smiled, and pulled up her torn pants which were now more skirt than pants, revealing her large, naked, and moist pussy. Jim was stunned, he found her hard to resist even though his rational mind was screaming at him. He didn’t know that while in full bimbo state Sarah was emitting an enormous amount of bimbo pheromones making men (and women) more susceptible to her charms. Jim was strong however, and managed to get himself under control. He pulled the bimbo to her feet. What was the contagion? Well, we still don’t really know. Some people think it was rogue nanotechnology, a strange virus, or some interaction with extra-terrestrials. I’ve seen it all on the Internet (yeah, we still call it that) but there’s no one with the relevant expertise to really investigate for a cause. Maybe, one of these years, someone will find an answer.I will never forget the people who died in those terrible weeks. Most of them faced their deaths with courage and dignity. My wife. She said bullshit, I see how you two are together, at the very least your're lovers, again I said nope. She said we will see. By this point three of the women had gotten out, one was topless with beautiful and obviously fake boobs. Again we continued the talking and making each other laugh. Every time Denis laugh her big tits would rise out of the water. I think this made one of the other women get out. It was just me, Denise and the other woman was Julie who was also topless. Denise told her.