"Get the hell off of me, you bitch!" Randy yelled, kicking his gripped leg towards her, in a final attempt to free himself from her clutches. But the movement caused him to lose his balance. And as it turned out, he fell in the worst possible direction - towards the pool.
A sense of sudden horror flashed through his mind in the few seconds between being on solid ground and being in the water. He knew what was coming, and he couldn't do anything about it. It was worse than knowing you were going to die.
Mike turned his head towards the pool just long enough to see the giant splash of something or someone falling in the water. He looked around the yard, but didn't see Randy anywhere. He got a bad feeling that it was Randy who fell into the water. His heart sank. That meant that ... that in a minute, he was going to be alone and on his own to get away from that psycho and his bimbos.
At the moment, he was pinned in the corner of the yard, the high privacy fence behind him. The fence must have been at least nine feet high. He wasn't sure he could get over it. "Stay away from me," he told Lisa.
"Baby, I just wanna play with you. Come back to the pool with me," she said.
"I'm not stupid," Mike said. "I know what will happen if I get in that water."
Back at the pool, Randy was splashing and flailing around after he hit the water. When he realized that he was still himself, however, he quickly swam to the edge of the pool to get out. But when he tried to climb out, Jerry placed his foot on his shoulder and shoved him back in the pool. "Not until you're done," he said. Then he pointed at the female Steve. "You ... what's your name again?"
"Um ... Stephanie? Yeah, I think that's it. Steph for short."
Interesting, Jerry thought briefly. The chemical makes her believe that she's supposed to be a girl, so she has a girl's name.
"Grab him and keep him in the water," he ordered.
"Okay, Jerry," Steph said, smiling. She was happy to help Jerry in any way she could.
"Let go of me, you bitch!" Randy screamed.
"Shh, keep it down out there!" a neighbor yelled from somewhere nearby. "People are trying to sleep!"
"Help!" Randy yelled, hoping that that particular neighbor, whoever it was, would hear him. But even if the person did, what could they do about it? In a minute, Randy was going to be a bimbo, just like Steve was ... like Steph was. He cringed.
"Lisa," Jerry called out.
She turned and looked questioningly.
"Change of plans. I want you to take him into the house. I need him for my third test - consumption of the chemical."
"Sure, baby," Lisa said, smiling. She turned back to Mike. But he wasn't smiling. She wasn't sure why. It was fun being a bimbo. She wasn't very smart, but she got to dress up in super sexy clothes and do other cool stuff.
Randy struggled as much as he could, but it was a losing battle. Terror overtook him as he watched two breasts beginning to balloon on his chest and felt his clothing dissolve all around him. His body took on a perfect hourglass shape, as his new breasts stopped at about the size of Lisa's - at least an E-cup. He made one final attempt to shrug out of Steph's grasp, but it was no use. And the rubbing of his new sensitive breasts against Steph's arms felt exhilarating. He giggled. No! he screamed in his mind. I'm a guy, not a girl! I'm a guy, I'm a guy, I'm a guy! He giggled again, feeling a strange sensation in his crotch. "Oh, I'm so silly," she said. "I'm obviously a girl. Duh," she said, looking down at her huge boobies.
"You can let her go now, Steph," Jerry said.
"Okay, Jerry," she said, letting the new bimbo loose.
"And what's your name?" Jerry asked.
"Miranda," the new bimbo said. "But you can, like, call me Randi," she said, giggling.
"Okay, Randi. Come on, let's get you out of the pool and dried off."
"Okay," she said, climbing out of the pool and drying off with a towel. Steph did the same. Jerry noted that the towel was dissolving a bit after touching the water on their skin. He had to figure out a way to protect non-human materials from the chemical. But he could figure that out later.
"We have to get him in the house," Jerry said, pointing at Mike. "He's going to resist. So I need the help of everyone. Got it?"
Steph and Randi nodded, then went to help Lisa with trying to get the remaining boy into the house.
Mike's heart sank again, seeing that there were now three bimbos - that Lisa chick (the one that lured them there), Steph (who used to be his friend Steve "The Stud" Farber), and Randi (who used to be his other friend Randy Goodman).
If he didn't do something to get away, he was going to be next.
