Ideal Girlfriend

A lonely, horny guy decided that he does not want to be single anymore, no matter what, or who, it takes.

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Eric was your stereotypical “nice guy”. Overly polite, always going out of his way to help others, and never missed an opportunity to remind everyone how different he was from those "bad boys." He had been frustrated about getting laid as he had never been with anyone for thirty years of his life, but it seems like no girl ever paid attention to him despite his immaculate appearance (not really) and intellectual prowess (that’s not something girls are into). 

And so, he had decided if no girls want to be his lady, he would have to create his own. Eric went in his basement for days. He looked into obscure patents, weird science forums, and abandoned research before he finally unveiled his creations. A machine, shaped like a gun, that could give him the ideal girlfriend he always wanted. It required a template person to be overwritten however, and that’s why he was contacting his old friend Lisa to meet him in his house. 

“So, Eric,” Lisa looked curiously, “What is it you want to show me?”

Eric looked up, his glasses slipping down his nose, his eyes wide with anticipation. "Oh, hi, Lisa. I'm just working on something... something amazing."

Without waiting for her response, he raised the device, taking careful aim at Lisa. Before she could react, he pressed the trigger, and a brilliant beam of light enveloped her.

Lisa gasped, her body tingling as an overwhelming sensation washed over her. It felt as though every cell of her body was rearranged. She tried to speak, but her voice came out as a strangled whisper.

Eric watched in awe as the transformation took hold. Lisa's features shifted and molded, her hair darken to a lustrous ebony, her eyes transforming into a deep, mesmerizing brown. Her body underwent a dramatic change, her figure becoming curvier, her chest swelling with luscious fat and muscle.

In a matter of seconds, Lisa had been transformed into Eric's ideal girlfriend, a busty, beautiful Asian girl.

As the transformation reached its peak, Lisa gasped, her eyes wide with disbelief and anger. She stumbled backward, her hands trembling as she touched her new body.

"You... you idiot!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of surprise and fury. "What the hell did you do to me, Eric?"

Eric, however, remained unfazed, his expression one of smug satisfaction. "I made you perfect, Lisa. Just the way I always wanted."

Lisa's anger boiled over as she confronted Eric. "You moron! You can't just change someone's entire identity because you're too socially awkward to talk to girls! This is beyond messed up!"

Eric, still oblivious to the gravity of his actions, shrugged casually. "Well, you were my friend, and now you're my girlfriend. It's not like it's a big deal."

Lisa's frustration grew as she realized the depth of Eric's delusion. "You don't get it, do you? You violated my personal space, my identity! I want this reversed right now!"

As Lisa's furious rant continued, Eric's patience waned. He raised the device once more, this time aiming it at her mind. With a careless press of the trigger, a dazzling burst of light enveloped Lisa's head.

She gasped, her words becoming disjointed as her thoughts began to unravel. "You... you... you can't... change... me... lik... like this..."

But her protests fell on deaf ears as the transformation took hold. Lisa's once-sharp mind began to dim, her thoughts scattering like leaves in the wind. She tried to resist, to maintain her composure, but it was a battle she was destined to lose.

Eric adjusted the device further, dialing it to enhance the mental transformation. Lisa's eyes grew vacant, her expression vacant as she struggled to form coherent words. "Wha... wha... where am I? Who are you?"

Eric smirked, reveling in his newfound control. "Don't worry, Lisa. I'm here to take care of you now."

Lisa's resistance weakened as the transformation continued to erode her intelligence. Her speech became increasingly garbled, her thoughts muddled by a haze of confusion. "I... I don't... underst...stand."

Eric had one final adjustment to make, one that would complete Lisa's transformation into his perfect bimbo. With a flick of a switch, a wave of overwhelming pleasure washed over her.

Lisa's eyes rolled back in ecstasy as the sensation consumed her. Her body quivered, and her voice rose in a mindless moan of pleasure. "Oh, yes! Yesss!"

The pleasure intensified, erasing not only her memories of her past but also her very identity. She no longer knew her own name or who Eric was. All that remained was a dumb, confused vixen, lost in a haze of pleasure and desire.

As the final traces of Lisa's former self faded into oblivion, she embraced her new identity as his perfect Asian bimbo. Her memories were replaced by a new one, tailor made to be exactly what Eric wanted. 

"Ooh, hi there, big boy," she purred in her new accent, her voice dripping with sultriness. "I'm Li-Li, your, like, total dream girl now."

She pressed herself against him, her chest heaving provocatively as she whispered in his ear, "You like these, baby? They're all yours." 

Eric  pulled her close, his hands eagerly exploring her voluptuous curves. Li-Li giggled and cooed as she sank to her knees before Eric, her luscious breasts pressed against his throbbing length.

"Oh, baby, you like these big, juicy tits? They're all for you, my naughty boy." She said in a sing-sung voice. Eric could only groan in response, his hands trembling as they tangled in her dark, silken hair. He watched with rapt fascination as Li-Li used her ample cleavage to drive him closer to the edge. Each exquisite touch sent shivers of pleasure coursing through his body, and he couldn't hold back the moans of ecstasy that escaped his lips.

Li-Li's voice was a seductive purr as she encouraged him further. "Mmm, that's it, baby. Let go for me. Give me all your hot, creamy desire." She quickened her pace, her breasts working their magic with an expertise that the original Lisa would not ever know. Her voice grew huskier, her words a symphony of desire and ecstasy. "Come on, baby, give it to me. Let me be your perfect Asian dream girl."

He couldn't resist any longer. With a primal cry, he surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure that she had unleashed. Lisa was no more. In her place was Li-li, the ultimate fulfillment of Eric's fantasies. A living, breathing sextoy, the perfect Asian bimbo that Eric had always wanted.