True Bimbo

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Paul, slipping into middle age, was constantly frustrated by his bimbo daughter Daisy. How could someone be so silly, so spoilt, so ignorant? Daisy insisted that she tried, but it was hard for her to concentrate, and that she couldn't stop thinking about boys.

Determined to prove that Daisy could do better, Paul used the technology at the lab he ran to alter his body into a perfect genetic copy of his daughter. He had made a terrible mistake though - Daisy was a true bimbo. As his tits swelled and a pussy replaced his dick, Paul felt his brain slipping away, his knowledge evaporating, his comprehension utterly failing.

And with a rush of hormones, he felt his libido shoot through the roof. Calling Daisy's boyfriend was the only thing he could think to do.

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