Bimbo

by Verlin Thomas Halfmann

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Karmi (Triple Threat): The leader of the superhero team known as the Feminine Four. A genius of the biological sciences and human relationships. In her spare time, she delights in inventing exotic sex toys.

Hiro Hamada: The leader of the support squad and Karmi's boyfriend. He is a genius of tech, programming, and robotics.

Fred Frederickson: Heir to a multi-billion dollar fortune and previous member of Big Hero 6, he loves comic books and comic book drama.

Grace Granville: Chief administrator of San Fransokyo Institute of Technology (SFIT).

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Hiro walked in while Karmi and Fred were arguing.

"Please..." Karmi said.

"I dunno." Fred looked unconvinced.

"Tell you what. I'll arm wrestle you for it."

Fred held out his hand. "It's a deal."

They cleared a table and began. It was over almost as quickly at it began.

"You never stood a chance." Hiro smirked. "Triple Threat wears those heavy cannons strapped to her forearms for many hours a week. You just experienced the result. Haven't you noticed her upper body development?"

Karmi grinned. "At first it felt like my arms were falling off. Gradually, I have been getting used to it. No take backs – we had a deal."

"A deal's a deal." Fred said, glumly. "You win."

"Now, if you would not mind leaving, I want to talk to Hiro alone for a moment."

"Sure." Fred filed glumly out.

Karmi waited until he was gone. "So...you noticed how much I have been buffing up. My percentage of body fat has never been lower. Being physically fit feels really good. The question is: how does that make you feel? Does it turn you on?"

Hiro was silent.

"That's what I thought."

"Really!" Hiro said. "I don't mind. It's just that-"

"Did you ever think," Karmi cut in, "that I might mind? You are not the only side to this relationship, buster. Fortunately, technology has a solution to everything. Wait here...I want to show you something...don't move from that spot until I get back from the ladies room."

She returned a few minutes later and Hiro's eyes almost popped out of his head.

"Whoa! Where did you get those-"

"Knockers?" She said. "It is my latest invention. I call it the bimbo bra. This one is in size 38D. On my frame, anything bigger looks ridiculous."

She pivoted at the waist and jiggled slightly. The effect was mind bogglingly realistic.

"Chastity loaned me the external bra and matching top. Don't bother telling me if you like it. The bulge in your pants tells the whole story."

Hiro shifted uncomfortably in his seat in order to minimize his erection.

"Contrary to popular belief, women do not enjoy going around with a couple of enormous fat bags hanging off of their chests. Most of the time they just get in way, can strain your back, and really interfere when you are trying to make eye contact with the male of the species. So I invented this. Massive gazongas on demand with none of the inconvenience of cosmetic surgery.

"Completely realistic to the touch – the surface texture and color automatically blends with my natural skin. It is custom fitted over my own breasts, and can transmit sensations from the surface to the skin underneath using a combination of electroshock and tactile stimulation. Plus, if you are into that sort of thing, there are tubes to allow realistic lactation in whatever volume you may choose. I am still working on that function. I just need a guinea pig to help me finish development. I am sure that I can find a volunteer, but I was hoping-"

"I'll help!" Hiro broke in, quickly.

"I thought that might be your attitude. But there is a quid pro quo that I must insist upon. I have another tool under development that I need your help with. I call it the king maker. It works on the same principle as the bimbo bra. It is custom fitted over the male appliance and gives whatever length and girth that you desire. There is also a vibration and electrostim function. It acts as birth control, since ejaculate is siphoned into a pouch for easy disposal. That is replaced by a non-toxic substitute that can be produced in any quantity that you desire."

"Do I really...need that?" Hiro looked crestfallen.

"There's that insecure male ego. The answer is complicated. It depends. There are times when a smaller penis is actually preferable – take oral sex for example. Most women do not want to sword swallow a baseball bat just to satisfy their partner. There are other times when a girl wants to ride high in the saddle and take control – you are quite adequate for that. But there are still other circumstances when a lady just wants to lie back, spread her legs, and be impaled! At those times, the king maker reigns supreme.

"It is still in prototype development, but I need an experimental subject. There will be a lot of hands on adjustments to make. It will have to function with the male organ in both the flaccid and aroused state. I am sure I can find a volunteer-"

"I said," Hiro exclaimed. "I will help!" He paused, the added. "Please? Pretty please?"

"You are a good sport, Hiro Hamada."

"I am always one to do what it takes in the name of science."

"That's the spirit."

"Karmi?" The door opened and Professor Granville walked in. "There was a disturbance in the hallway. Some of the students said-"

She stopped and stared at Karmi in shocked disbelief.

"I am just showing Hiro my latest invention. Don't worry, Professor, I will take it off now. You should see me without my top on. It looks and feels completely real."

"Ah...please do. I have enough trouble trouble keeping our boys focused when Chastity is around. Um..."

"Is there something else, Professor."

"It's just..." Granville hesitated. "...I mean..."

"If you would like," Karmi volunteered. "I can make one for you."

Grace Granville looked relieved. "I am sure that I do not know what you are talking about!"

"Meet you in my lab after school for a fitting."

"Why...I would never consider such a thing!"

Granville left abruptly.

"Twenty bucks says that she shows up." Karmi said. "Just make sure that no one on the team – yourself included – are around. Women are modest that way."

"God!" Hiro said. "What fickle deity graced my life when I met you! You are any man's dream come true."

"Just keep talking talking like that, Hiro Hamada." Karmi grinned. "It makes the hard work of scientific inquiry seem like fun. This is what technology is for – improving the lives of people. It is just the tip of the iceberg. I have many more ideas to explore.

"We think that we are an advanced species – with our technology and our science – yet after all of this time, what remains little changed since our cave man ancestors? Human relationships, that's what. People still relate physically to each other on a level barely above the instinctual. That needs to change! It is one of the many frontiers of science that we have only begun to explore.

"If you are deaf, does anyone question that you would want a cochlear implant? If you are missing a leg, would anyone deny you are prosthetic? Yet we let trivial things like our physical appearance ruin our lives and rule our relationships. Between the two of us, we can change that. It is just as important as curing diseases and building robot health care companions."

"How about virtual reality?" Hiro suggested. "You can do wonderful things with that."

"If you consider sex without physical contact to be wonderful. Is that what you want? You might as well take it all the way. How about a simulated virtual girl living in your head who mindlessly fulfills your every fantasy? No real emotions. No free will. Just a thing that you can use to get you off – high tech 3D masturbation. All human reproduction managed through in vitro fertilization. Is that your end game?"

"Well...no...not really."

"I want to make real life satisfying enough to compete with that. Technology should bring us together and not tear us apart. The future can be cold and sterile or warm and human – the choice is up to us."

The End