Jon found himself seated once again in the ethereal doctor's office. Behind the desk, the same blonde bimbo was still seated but she was no longer dressed in a skimpy nurse outfit. Now, she was wearing a hot pink PVC tube top and skirt combination.
She was turned away from Jon, her bright blue eyes glassy from staring at a screen in the corner of the room. Jon sluggishly turned his head, and seen she was watched some sort of hardcore porn. A big titted brunette was being pounded from behind by a muscular body. He couldn't quite make out facial features, but something about the scene seemed familiar. The bimbo kept moaning, her hand rubbing underneath her skirt furiously.
"Umm," Jon decided to speak up, "Why am I here?"
The bimbo perked up, taking her hand out from under herself. "Jon! You're like so early. Biff tire you out that much?" She giggled. Her hips were still grinding in her chair.
"Who are you?" Jon asked.
"I'm like, your rock!" she chirped. "My rock?" Jon was starting to make sense of it. "You're granting my wishes?"
"You betcha!" she bounced in her chair with glee, causing her large breats to bounce, "I'm having quite a lot of fun, but it really is a lot of work! You humans have, like, the most complicated and awesome lives. I'm totally jealous!"
Jon looked the woman/genie/stone/god thing up and down. Her appearance was obviously meant to appear as surgically enhanced, from her face, to her lips, to her chest, to her ass. She had this obsession with pink, and guessing from what was on the television right now, an obsession with sex. Simply put, this thing was the most stereotypical bimbo possible.
"Did one of my wishes... change you?"
"Umm..." she pressed one of her long nails to her mouth, permanently fixed into an O-shape, "Nope! Nothing has affected me yet. I've just been awesome and hot ever since I was made!"
"Who made you?" As Jon asked this, a familiar rumble was heard. The same thing he heard last time he was here. Something alive.
The girl paused a moment then turned to him "He's like the big guy around here. He made me to make the world better!"
"Better for who?" But before he could get an answer, Jon felt his vision fade and his body get heavier.
"Aww you're leaving! We should totally talk more Jon, have fun at you're partyyyy..." her voice faded out as Jon found himself waking up.
