Story: Secret Bimbo Outbreak Negima

There are certain expectations from internet celebrities. It's never enough to post a certain amount of content and then stop. You gotta keep on going. Can't coast by on what you've done before. Your newest content makes you the most dough. Gets you the most attention. Keeps the hits coming right on in! But you also have to keep in touch with your fanbase to at least some extent, and Chiu was absolutely no exception to that rule! Nope, never, no how!

Which is why she was sitting at her computer just then. No webcam, no mics plugged in anywhere in the room. Not even her usual computer. Because why? Because the Internet is a scary, scary place for the unwary, and the more you know the scarier it can get.

"Oh dear," she said, in her Chisame voice rather than Chiu. "It appears as though your email is riddled with all kinds of scaaary viruses. Too bad, so sad, nice try, asshole."

This computer existed solely for the purpose of checking her fan email in a secure and isolated way. Even if something did slip through the cracks? Pft. She'd spot it pretty damn quickly! The only software on it aside from the OS was the internet browser, and even that was pretty bare bones. Call that - and the other twenty layers of protection she had set up - paranoia. Call it cynical. Call it safe. No such thing as being too safe!

Another email came through. No attachments, just a few lines of text. Probably another thank you message from a fan, and those were always wonderful for the soul. So Chiu clicked it, dropping the Chisame part of her persona long enough to properly get in the mindset of her bubbly alter-ego.

<i>Hi, Chiu! I loved your Lucy cosplay! You really captured her spirit and personality perfectly, and you must have worked forever on the costume!</i>

"Oh, you!" Chiu sighed, resting on her fists. "I'll have to send him a reply to thank him for his enthusiasm. It's only the right thing to do!"

Yet there was a little more.

<i>By the way... I've developed a non-magic memetic bimbo effect. Looking forward to seeing your next camera work! Have fun, I know I will!</i>

"Huh?" Chiu frowned. "Non-magic memetic bimbo effect? What did they mean by -"

Imagine that there was a sound sort of like "Klung." Or perhaps "Schlmoop" or "Grack" would be better. Either way. It was loud. It stopped Chiu in her tracks. And it made her stop to look down at herself. More specifically, at her rapidly swelling breasts.

"What the hell is... Woahaaaah!"

Chiu had to firmly grip the sides of her chair as parts of her body swelled up while others very much slimmed down. She was already a pretty fit young woman, but she could almost sort of feel her body mass very, very rapidly shifting from one place to another. Her hips were widening, her stomach growing more taut, her legs longer, her hair felt all tingly and nice and - and!

And then she toppled back in her chair away from her computer, where she found that her centre of gravity was somehow even better than before even with these massive melons attached to her chest. Chiu turned around to face one of the full-body mirrors she used when checking out a new cosplay before unveiling it to the public.

"Is that me?" she asked, lifting a trembling finger that was matched by her reflection. "B-But that can't be - Oooooh, so cute!"

The change had apparently decided to move on from her body towards the clothes she was wearing, which, strangely enough, had somehow stayed perfectly proportional to her new form. Now, she had been wearing her classic outfit. Got to get into character. A kind of light pink dress like the sort you might find on a doll. Big baggy sleeves, a large red belt. Nothing overtly sexual per se, just kind of cute. Pretty to look at without being overtly erotic (unless you're into that sort of thing specifically as a fetish).

This... Was sexual. No question about it. Before the dress went down to her knees, but now it seemed to have shrunk down quite a bit so she'd have been lucky if it covered her thighs. It wasn't even that the fabric was being stretched out by her new figure - there was measurably, noticeably less fabric there in the first place! Her keen eye for costume design could tell right away!

Also? The red belt? Moved from her waist up to just underneath her breasts. Her huge, bouncy, jiggling breasts. If one were to scan her from the head down, they might not see much of a change until they reached those babies; she'd have to be careful or she might well put an eye out! The dress itself? Sort of like it had been split in two with the upper half more bunched up and tied off when the whole thing was a single piece to start with!

Chiu should have been worried that the dress was ruined. She should have been concerned that her body was transforming without any apparent cause. She should have been screaming at the top of her lungs. Yet instead, as she looked at herself in the mirror all she could think was -

"Gawd, I'm so hot!"

Chiu gave a little twirl in front of the mirror and very much liked what she saw. She flicked up her hair. She pouted for herself in the mirror. She groped her breasts, moaned a little, smacked her ass and nearly came on the spot.

"Oh yeah, that's the stuff," she giggled to herself. "A bod this hot deserves to be shared with the world! Um... Let me see... How did I switch this on again? Um. Oh, right! There it is!"

The webcam was set to record... And then all of a sudden Chiu found herself sitting there in her normal body, frozen completely in place.

"What was that?" she asked nobody in particular. Her voice was a mite trembly, one might almost call it... Panicked. "What happened just now?"

The question was purely rhetorical, as not only did she expect the nobody that she asked to remain silent, but she already knew the answer. The question on her mind really was "How had that happened?" or perhaps "Why did that happen?" The "what" was pretty self-explanatory. She had transformed. Briefly. Into a completely vapid slut that wanted to live off dicks, pussies and ass, and had the body to pull that sort of thing off. She remembered. All of it.

Which set her thinking. Was that a daydream? Had to be. Because of all those weirdos she had to associate herself with against her will. Yeah. They'd be the type to put that sort of freaky, horrible daydream into her head. Right! Th-That sort of thing didn't make any sense at all, and why would she even turn back so quickly! Chiu reached over to switch the webcam off, grateful it wasn't connected to a live feed and merely recording a video she could delete later...

"Aww, poo!" she said, leaning back in her chair and folding her arms underneath her massive, enormous chest. The amount of time between her switching off the webcam and becoming a bimbo was rather, shall we say, insignificant to the point it could be called functionally instant. "Well, if I can't show off to the world maybe I can find some nice dicks to suck and pussies to lick out there? Plenty of cuties in my class, after all... Even if they are a little weird, teehee!"

And so, behold the delightful sight of a completely sex-obsessed bimbo skipping off towards the door in the pursuit of sex, sex, and, if she wasn't tired yet - let's not kid ourselves, she wouldn't be - more sex. A quick twist of the door handle, a slight step back to create some space for herself to step out through the doorway -

"Good morning, Chisame! Love the dress, it really suits you."

"Good morning," Chisame said, not even bothering to note who had walked past. That was no daydream! That was - That was real! She really had transformed into a completely vapid, ditzy, airheaded weirdo freak and then back again!

The Socratic paradox is as follows: I know that I know nothing. What it means is that the truly wise recognise the limits of their field of knowledge. They recognise the fact that they might be wrong about something, that their own field of experience is in some way blinding them to things that others find obvious or take for granted about the world. In that sense, Chisame had her own rather reluctant piece of knowing nothing. As much as she hated to admit it, she needed help. Badly. From one of those same freaks she disliked so much. From those same weirdos she tried to avoid.

Because if she didn't seek their help, then she would risk spending the rest of her life as just another one of them. But which freak would be the best source of help...?

1. Evangeline
2. Negi
3. Chachamaru
4. Chao
5. Something else