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Bimbo Barbie Gold Digger
🕑 Added 2023-08-18 19:49:11 +0000 UTCHey there dudes and dudettes,
I am back again with another caption!
This on is special, as it is a caption for bimboBarbie5 for reachig the milestone of 3.000 watchers over at DeviantArt!
Well, since this is a bit late it is more like 4.000 watchers now, but it still counts!
I hope that you all enjoy the caption, and until next time stay happy and healthy!
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"What did you just call me?!" Stacie shouted in anger, glaring daggers at the boy in front of her.
Richard, her husband, was out of town on an important business trip, leaving her alone with her 19-year-old stepson, and in the beginning Stacie was looking forwards to spending some time with him.
Their relationship was rocky, something that Staci could understand, after all the marriage between her and Richard must have been quite a surprise after Richard stayed single for 10 years.
Because of that Stacie did not really mind that Ken was a bit icy to her, and she thought it was just because he believed she would try and replace his mother or something like that.
But when Richard left and she shortly after tried to have Ken spend some time with her she learned the real reason for his behaviour towards her, and it made her mad.
"You heard me right!" Ken shouted, a large sneer on his face as he looked at his new "mother" in disgust, not even trying to hide the disdain he had for her.
"You are nothing but a Barbie gold digger, seducing my dad with your fake silicone tits to try and swindle my dad out of his money and me out of my inheritance! But I know your plan, so you can just pack up and leave with your silicone stuffers, bimbo brain and blonde sluthair!"
Hearing that made Stacie rage. Gone were all thoughts about trying to spend time with him and building up some level of trust and familiarity.
After all how could she do that when someone insulted her like that, saying her deep love for Richard was fake, and even claimed that Richard's money was his inheritance.
So Stacie just clenched her fist, her head getting red in anger, and after a few seconds she exploded.
"HOW DARE YOU YOU UNGRATEFUL BRAT! Go to your room IMMEDIATELY, and don't you DARE to come out until I say so!" she screamed, and Ken just huffed and stomped up the stairs.
Once he left Stacie went to the kitchen before immediately starting to cry, the insults hurled at her were too much for her to take, especially since they come from her own stepson.
It took her nearly an hour before she finally calmed down, after which she decided to drink some whine in hopes to try and relax, and as she sat on the couch, drinking her sorrows away, an idea formed in her head, an idea that would make sure that Ken learned his lesson to never speak like that to her or to Richard ever again!
With her spirits heightened again, she stood up with a smile and began to prepare for her revenge.
"Ken, come down and eat" she called upstairs a few hours later when it was time for lunch.
The boy in question just shuffles down the stairs and into the kitchen, wordlessly taking a seat and beginning to eat without looking Stacy in the eye.
"Ken, I know that this is a hard time, but you should know that I really love your father" the blonde once again said to her stepson, who only responded with "Yeah, right, gold digger".
After her last offer to have a good relationship was once again discarded Stacie, with her mind set, now put her plan into motion.
"Oh, Ken, you forgot your juice! Don't worry, I will get it" she said, before going to the fridge and pouring a glass of orange juice, secretly adding multiple crushed sleeping pills.
Ken just took the glass without a thanks and downed it in one go before continuing his meal, until he suddenly started swaying side to side before collapsing to the ground shortly after.
"Now we will see which of us two the Barbie is" Stacie spat, looking at her passed-out stepson before dragging him to the bathroom upstairs.
Once inside she ripped of his clothes, leaving him completely bare to the world, before grabbing a pink razor and flowery shaving cream and shaving him completely from head to toe.
Once he was completely dehaired, including his hair and eyebrows, Stacie brought him to her bedroom and went to her closet, at which she hefted out a big pair of fake-breasts.
With some difficulty, she brought them over to the boy laying on the ground before slathering the orbs in glue and putting them on his chest.
Once the glue dried she rolled him onto his stomach, giggling as she saw that his new chest pushed him upwards, and wrapped a pink corset around his stomach.
Stacie then put her foot onto his spine and pulled as hard as possible, crushing Ken's waist into a wasp-like state, after which she covered the edges and strings in glue to keep them in place.
With his new form done Ken's step-mother took a pair of pink panties and rolled them up his legs after gluing his dick between his legs, creating a smooth front.
She then grabbed a too small strappless bra and put it around his chest, and after some struggling she managed to put the clasp together over his new chesticles.
The final part of Ken's outfit was a pink minidress which Stacie pulled over his head, struggling a bit as she tried to get the tight garment over his chest.
The outfit was then completed as she glued a pair of pink 6-inch platform heels to his feet.
'Well, you look like a Bimbo Barbie already' she thought to herself with a snicker before her eyes fell on his bald and male face.
'Well, nearly. Just have to add some accessories to my doll to make ehr complete!'
With that Stacie grabbed a blonde wig, filled it with glue and fastened it to his bald head, giving Ken some new blonde curly hair that fell down to his middle back.
She then began to apply generous amounts of foundation to his face before moving on to his eyes, gluing on some long fake lashes and covering them in black mascara.
After that she added some nice pink eyeshadow and black eyeliner that made his eyes pop, before grabbing her tattoo gun and starting to draw on some feminine replacement eyebrows.
Once Stacie found Ken's eyes to be satisfactory she grabbed a syringe and started to inject plumper into Ken's lips, making them big and pillowy, before covering them in multiple layers of pink gloss.
The final pieces of Ken's get-up were some pink fake nails that she glued to his fingers.
"Now THAT is what I call a Barbie Bimbo Slut!" Stacie exclaimed in glee, but Ken did not stir one bit from her outburst as he was still fast asleep from the pills.
This made Stacie giddy, and with some difficulty, she moved the sleeping princess to her car, and once her slutty cargo was secured Stacie started the engine and made her way to the seediest part in town to get to the heart of her revenge.
On the way, Ken began to stir, and after nearly 30 minutes of driving, he finally woke up.
Once he did he immediately realized something was wrong, as he did not remember being in a car, and his face, especially his lips and ears, were emitting a small ache of pain.
As he turned his head to look around he caught a glimpse of himself in the rear mirror, and what he saw made his eyes turn the size of saucers.
"Wuh thuh hhhel? Wha' hahpened? Why am I lookin' like a fruhkin' bi'ch?!" he screamed but immediately shut himself up once he heard his own voice.
"Well, I would say that you are more like a slut than a bitch, especially after what you will be doing" Stacie just giggled, making Ken turn to her with hateful eyes.
"Yu d'd thish, yu bi'ch! Dri' h'me thish isn'tand an' ge' me ba'k t' nromal, o' else!" he continued to rant, but the cold glare Stacie gave him made him shut up once again.
"o, and now listen here you little brat! You insulted me and your father, and I will make you pay for it! You called me a Barbie gold digger, right?" she spat out, not waiting for an answer before continuing.
"Well, now I will be digging for gold using my Barbie. This is you by the way, if your little bimbo head did not understand" she said with a giggle.
"Tonight you will sit in that bar over there and offer your services to every man you come across. And you better make me 2.000 bucks if you don't want your dad to see the pics I made of you!"
"2.000 bucks? Ahre you ins'ne?! How am I shupposed to do tha'?" Ken asked in shock.
"Don't worry, with your mouth and boobs that should not be a problem. But maybe we should run a discount to get more customers? How about "pay for two and invite one free"? And maybe have a group discount! "10 guys for half price" has a nice ring to it..."
Ken could only stare in wide-eyed shock as his stepmother went on and on about how to best pimp him out, but before he found his bearing he felt himself get pushed out of the car.
"Now get out there and get me my money, Barbie!" his stepmother shouted as she locked the car door behind him.
"And one more thing: Tomorrow I want 5.000 bucks, so you better keep your virginity. It should fetch quite the price with the right guys tomorrow!"
