Laurel Lance was sitting in her apartment finishing off a bottle of wine. She opened her laptop and saw that she had received an e-mail from Oliver Queen's assistant, Felicity Smoak. She opened the e-mail and clicked on the hyperlink. She was bombarded with flashing colors and shapes on her monitor. After a few seconds, she saw a message pop up
ARE YOU A BIMBO?
No
YOU MUST BE. WHY ELSE WOULD YOU BE ON BIMBO.COM
TAKE THE BIMBO.COM SURVEY AND FIND OUT WHAT KIND OF BIMBO YOU ARE
WHAT ARE YOU DOING RIGHT NOW?
I'm drinking some wine
SO YOU'RE A BEER SLUT?
Of course I'm not. I'm just having a drink
YOU MUST BE A BEER SLUT. YOU ARE A DRUNKEN BIMBO
I'm not a drunk or a bimbo.
WHAT IS A DRUNKEN BIMBO THEN?
It's a girl who goes out to bars and clubs all of the time so that they can get drunk and get fucked
WHY WOULD A GIRL DO THAT?
Probably because she's attention starved and has daddy issues
DO YOU HAVE DADDY ISSUES AND NEED ATTENTION?
Laurel thought about it for a minute and realized that she did have a strained relationship with her father, and she often had done things to draw attention to herself. Before she could answer the question, another one popped up.
HOW DO THESE GIRLS GET ATTENTION?
Then dress provocatively and act like dumb sluts.
Suddenly, Laurel's entire outlook on life started to change. She realized that her dad never paid enough attention to her. He was always more concerned with her sister Sara. But she learned that she didn't need her father's love an attention. She could go to bars and find other men to pay attention to her. Her mind was filled with thoughts of going to bars, getting drunk, and fucking complete strangers.
Without realizing it, she grabbed her wine bottle and pulled down her pants. She started to rub the top of the bottle along her slit. After a moment, she started to slide the neck of the bottle in and out of her wet hole. As she fucked herself with the bottle, her body started to change. Her hair lightened until it was a platinum blonde. Her hips widened, her ass grew larger and rounder. Her breasts inflated to a 34DD.
Suddenly, she felt an orgasm tear through her new body. As she came, all thoughts of her old life faded away. From now on, she would live to get drunk and get fucked.
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