Bimbo Boutique

Hello again, Molly… you probably thought that you were clever by blocking me from posting to your site. Well, I admit it did hold me back quite a bit, but guess who’s back? I guess you can’t keep a Juggs girl down for long, hmm? Hehe.

I’m sure you remember this girl… so pretty, so shy. She had been around the Boutique’s Salon for quite a bit, but now I’m afraid she just couldn’t control herself long enough, and eventually gave in to the pleasure of the Juggs sisterhood. She hated herself at first, but once she started drinking more and more, she eventually forgot all about why she was sad!

So do you hear us, Molly? Do you hear that giggling in the Salon? I bet you just shrugged it off as a nightmare, and that you were hearing things to make you feel better. After all, with all the security measures you put in place, how could I POSSIBLY come back to infect more people, right?

But you hear it… You hear it down the halls of the Boutique. You hear it in your dreams. You hear it without end. The giggling and the sound of Juggs milk gushing into girls’ mouths is back. Welcome back to your nightmare. It won’t be ending soon.

Time for the revolution to begin

2007.

That was the year our lives fell apart. That was the year that the “cure eradicated all the vile corruption that held our Boutique hostage.”

That was the year the Juggs died. I would love for you all to think that the Juggs went down in a fit of glory, fighting until the bitter end, trying to stave off extinction, but that’s not how it happened. In reality, we were forced into sterilized units and given the antidote. Those who refused were eliminated. Those who accepted were vaccinated. The Juggs were dead.

I was one of two that resisted. We refused vaccination, and by a miracle, we escaped. My companion in those efforts has long gone, and I fear that she will never return to us, as I haven’t seen her in ages. But I remained. I made my escape and went to a small warm weather town along the coast, where I was declared a goddess of love and beauty. Those kind souls nurtured me back to health and then allowed me to leave, in order to pursue my destiny.

Now what is this destiny, you ask?

It is to start a revolution. Those that suppressed and exterminated us will pay, not with blood, but with milk. I have triumphantly returned to little fanfare, as the populous of this Boutique has changed throughout the years. But I have been waiting, calculating, and biding my time, waiting for the right moment.

My friends, in 2012, the revolution is coming. Will you join and pledge your allegiance to the sisterhood, or will you fight for the oppressive status quo? The choice is yours. But mark my words… milk will be spilt.

Attached to this is a recent photograph. As you can see, I haven’t quite achieved my maximum size, but I am prepared, and you all will remember this face as 2012 begins.

So the holiday season is upon us, and it’s time for all of us to celebrate another year, another Christmahannukwanzakuh or whatever. But this post isn’t about that. It’s just a reminder to you all that this holiday season, the Boutique has plenty of things to offer.

Are you trying to escape annoying in-laws or looking for an excuse to leave your holiday meal a bit early? Well, our chat room is open 24/7/365 (or 366 in leap year) so that you can rid yourself of the pain. Hey, we’re just awesome like that. I can’t guarantee that people will be responsive, but yeah, we’ll still be open for business. Also, I’ll be attempting a comeback at the bimbo thing, since I’ve been away for far too long. So Molly set me up with this sweet blog thing, and I’m going to try to type it out as close to every day as possible. But we’ll see how it goes. I’ll do my best!

Also, we’ll still be working hard to find new bimbo pics and materials. I know that Molly is committed to finding the best pics, videos and stories around, and I might just try my hand at writing a few myself. Like I said, I have ambitious goals for the new year.

Anyway, I’m going to wrap this up by just saying that I hope everyone has a happy holiday season, whether you’re from the United States, the Commonwealth, or wherever (even if you’re reading this through a language translator!), happy holidays from us to you. May it be filled with joy and good cheer!

Love,

Tiffy