As "Aimee" stepped out, her friends whistled.
"Damn girl, that's...something else!"
"You went all out with the bimbo look!"
"Holy shit, I'd bang you!"
Once the whistling had stopped, they all got ready to go out. Obviously, Aimee would be the headliner, and rightfully so-a lot of money had been spent on that suit. Even so, some of the friends had voiced concerns that the look was a bit too overboard on the whole bimbo shtick; it was Evan's kink though, and they weren't going to begrudge him for that though. They also were patient as he took his time to suit up, cause those modifications made it a bit more of a challenge. Things paid off in the end, as they all were blown away, and the lingerie that came with the suit was to die for. So, after a quick pregame, they headed out into the night for fun, but more importantly, to inaugurate the persona of bimbo Aimee.
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Later that night, as they were in the club, "Aimee" pulled over one of the gang.
"Hey man, this is a bit embarrassing, but I think I overdid it with this suit. I'm trying to smile and flirt, but I can't move these freaking lips! I'm dying here!"
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