[Bimbofication, Cross-Series TF (Azur Lane to Kancolle)]

Akashi was not having a great day. Well, she hadn't had a great week if you asked her about specifics. Because it had been a week since she ended up trying to give Mutsu a hand. And what did she get out of it? Why, a long week as a bimbo. A week as nothing but a cock-hungry slut that couldn't think of anything but having fun because there was absolutely nothing left in between her ears and that made it harder and harder to do anything productive.

Thankfully, her Admiral managed to fix things. It was hard, and it required a lot of lovemaking, but everyone except for Mutsu were gradually turned back to normal. As for Mutsu? Since her case was so severe, she was put under strict surveilance. Because while she was still airheaded and incredibly difficult to keep track of, she was incredibly effective against the other nations as well as the Sirens, because neither had ever fought somebody as emptyheaded as they had.

"Nya..." Akashi muttered as she collapsed against her storefront. She could still feel the slight hints of being bimbofied within her system. She had the worst and wettest dreams. Dreams about becoming somebody else who wasn't as greedy nor a cat! It made her shiver all the way down to her core. But still, she worked through the day like she wasn't bothered by it. Like she wasn't bothered by the big trembling sensation down below. She was fine. She just had to sell a few things, then she could overpower her urges, and everything would be just fiiiiine.

She should've never shown Mutsu that experimental device. It was a horrid idea. Because every time that she thought about it, she thought about getting into it herself. Fixing herself up... And probably making herself worse in the process. if she ever indulged in those bimbo thoughts that wanted her to become more like her mindless self, she would definitely end up getting turned into the same figure she had seen in her dreams. She didn't want that. She just wanted to get paid, and then back, relax, maybe enjoy a good cock-

"Akaaaashiiii!"

Akashi was snapped out of her near-bimboish stupor as she heard a familiar voice, and she quickly started to back away. Of course she'd show up, right when she was having an episode. She couldn't just wait for a few minutes so she could get herself under control. No, she just had to have the worst timing in the whole world.

Mutsu, who still looked nothing like her original self, and had all of the enhanced curves that the retrofitting machine gave her... She was giggling as she stepped into Akashi's shop, barely wearing anything except for an incredibly flimsy bikini that clung really tightly against her body. So much so that it almost looked like the strings were digging into her body and trying to arouse her even more. It did a very flimsy job at trying to provide any sense of modesty, that much was sure.

"Go away, Mutsu!" Akashi shouted as she trembled just by looking at her. She could imagine her own other self. How much the thought of her made her nethers drool. How much she wanted to join Mutsu in indulging her baser needs. To squat down in front of their admiral and let him use their holes however he saw fit, even if he wasn't the type to do so. It was really, really hard to think about anything else because of her presence!

Mutsu just giggled as she watched the cute and not so horny kitty trying to back away from her. "But Akashiiiii... I wanted to see you and thank youuu!" She chimed, as she put her hand up towards her throat, bringing emphasis to an incredibly cute and lewd accessory. A collar with a locked heart attached. "Admiral gave me this, and told me what I could do!" She chimed, the air around her getting significantly warmer as she got closer and closer to the kitty behind the counter.

"W-What did he say you could do?" Akashi muttered. She hadn't heard anything about this. What exactly had he done? And why did that collar look more ominous than anything? It was like you locked away something by wearing it... Your sensibilities? Maybe...

The blonde bimbo giggled a bit as she managed to climb right over the counter, thanks to how short it was compared to her. And she crept closer and closer to the green-haired kitty, whose hair was turning ever so slightly blonde by her presence. "I could have fun with you! And Nagato too! Maybe even more than you two! As long as I give you cute collars so he can do something with us all once we're done!" She giggled, as she pulled out a similar collar from her bosom, spinning it around and giggling as she very nearly started to entrance herself with her own spinning. She really did demonstrate just how badly she had been bimbofied.

Akashi tried to back away a bit more. But she just couldn't. Not only because there wasn't anywhere left to go, but because she was way too hot at this point. She felt her body trembling with every passing moment and it was locking her into a loop of pure pleasure. Especially as Mutsu's idle juices started to drip down on her, causing her to let out a scream of pure pleasure.

"Ehehehe, you act like you don't want it, Akashi, but you're moaning so much! You want it, and you want it lots and lots!" Mutsu giggled as she kneeled down, her big titties almost bouncing out of their terribly tiny bikini strings while she reached forward with that collar. "Let's just get this on you, and let's have some fun before we deal with Nagato!"

Akashi tried to move her head. But she couldn't. Her ears were pressed against her hair as she just couldn't move an inch any longer. The sheer amount of juice pouring out between her legs showcased how close to climaxing she was. In fact, just trying to resist the collar was enough to blueball her so badly that she almost wanted to push herself towards it just to make all of this end..!

*Click*

The collar came on. And for a brief moment, all the pleasure came to an end. Even her hair turned right back to normal, leaving Akashi positively perplexed. "W-Wha..?" She genuinely didn't understand. She thought she was going to turn into a Bimbo. A mockery of her normal self, so why..?

All of those thoughts came to a screeching halt once she noticed something sticking out of said collar, a key that Mutsu gleefully turned, unlocking the heart. And then everything hit at once. Akashi was forced to let out a powerful cry of pure and overwhelming pleasure as she was hit by orgasm after orgasm as she made a total and complete mess of the floor below.

Not only that, but her hair started to shorten until it reached her hips, as the tips quickly turned from green to a tender pink that spread all the way up to her roots, quickly making her as 'red' as her name actually implied.

While her hair had changed, and it started to gain the same familiar blonde edge that Mutsu's hair had, her body was experiencing quite the intense case of growth. Whether it was her limbs stretching out so she didn't look nearly as childish and couldn't fit inside her outfit as a result, or her assets ballooning outward as they started to fill up.

What were they filling with? Why, her heavy tits were bouncing as they contained all of her doubts, all of her fears, all of those worries that she had when she was trying to avoid indulging in her new bimboish tendencies. The same with her ass, all of her greedy tendencies and money-grubbing instincts were bouncing around in there, greedily causing the two cheeks to smash against one another with such a rhythm that it almost sounded like she was trying to make a message in morse code, using only those claps from her asscheeks. Almost. Really, it was just white noise caused by meat slapping against meat.

Akashi let out moan after moan as it felt like... It felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Not just because she had been bimbofied, that part was probably the cause of all the pleasure running through her. But she didn't feel a shred of worry. Not only that, but while she felt really, really airheaded... She could still think perfectly. She could think about how she wanted to play around with her Admiral, in every particular kind way, and... How much she wanted to pin Mutsu down and pay her back for all of this.

Mutsu smiled as she looked at Akashi, giggling a bit. "Red suits you, shame it's all gone now and its all blonde!" She chimed, squeezing her fingers into her breast bit by bit. "But that's okay, 'cuz we're gonna have so much more fun once everyone's got their collar and has all their fun unlocked!"

"Fun unlocked... So that's like, what these do?" Akashi asked as she poked her collar, huffing a bit. "You could've, like, told me before you did it! You scared me!" She huffed and puffed and looked so much more like an airhead than the scared kitty she had been just a few minutes ago. In fact, her puffy anger hardly seemed genuine. Just something that somebody would do to try and look like they were angry.

Mutsu just giggled in response, before pulling out another collar. "If you help me deal with Nagato, I'll let you do aaaaanything you want to me, Akashiiii." Despite being a bimbo, the blonde knew exactly how to manipulate somebody like her. Probably because the Admiral had taught her very intimately when they were alone for so long. "Aaaaaanything."

Akashi took the collar and kissed her fellow blonde on the cheek. "On your knees. Now." She said with a surprising amount of authority, and Mutsu didn't dare to try and argue against her as she got down on her knees.

If she was going to help Mutsu out, it was only fair that she put Mutsu to good use... While she waited ever so long for Nagato to arrive...

Mmmph, she was even better at using her tongue than she initially imagined...

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After what felt like hours, somebody finally decided to show up at Akashi's shop, huffing ever so slightly indignantly as she walked in.

"Akashi, have you seen Mutsu? The Admiral told me that he had lost sight of her, and I'd be quite displeased if she..." The base's flagship, Nagato, spoke up as she tried to get some information out of the green-haired greedy kitten. Only for a few droplets of sweat to pour down the side of her head as she noticed what had happened to her. "On second thought, she's probably already been here. I'll just..."

"No no, like, Nagato, staaaaay. I can tell you where she's gone." Akashi chimed, pressing her thighs together for but a moment to make Mutsu stop eating her out. It was time to do business, and it was time to lure Nagato into all of this. She couldn't have the culprit forcing her to moan when she was trying to trick the flagship.

Nagato raised an eyebrow as she stepped closer, her ears perked as she looked towards the bimbo behind the counter. She looked so different compared to the original Akashi, but it was clear that she was still the same girl. Well, she at least recognized her as the same girl. She still didn't understand how that was the case for her or for Mutsu, but it was convenient at least. "I know better than to try and barter with you, Akashi. What do you want for this information? And if you imply anything that would render me just like you, don't forget how much power I possess."

Akashi laughed a little. Of course Nagato would be on edge. If not for what she had done last time everyone was in danger, the bimbos would've probably ended up overwhelming and turning everyone. Even the Admiral. If not for the flagship doing what she did best, she wouldn't be standing right here... Right where she was most vulnerable. "I want you to wear something. Like, something that'll make you prettier in the Admiral's eyes."

The delicate-bodied black-haired girl paused as she heard that. While she was on the verge of calling upon her gear when she heard the first few words, her love for the Admiral was exploited to make her vulnerable. "What do you wish for me to wear?" She asked, looking at Akashi for a few seconds as she grimaced. "Surely nothing that you've worn, you barely even fit in your old outfit." She said, the kitty clothes having nearly torn themselves apart to go with Akashi's recent growth.

"Nothing I've worn, but like, it's something almost as good." Akashi chimed as she put a collar down on the counter. A collar with a locked heart attached. Just like the one the blonde shopkeeper wore. "Just put this on, and like, I'll show you exactly where Mutsu is." She explained. And she squeezed her thighs together a little bit, just to make sure Mutsu was still awake. If they wanted this to go well, then they needed to join together.

Nagato looked at the collar, and... Without as much as a moment's hesitation, because this would make her cuter and more attractive in the admiral's eyes, she put on the collar and idly started to poke at the locked heart. "I've done as you've asked, Akashi. Now hold up your end of the bargain." She said, remaining as firm and as focused as normal... Before blushing a bit. "And, if you could, maybe take a picture of me at my best that I can show to the Admiral? I want to hear what he thinks of the collar..."

Just as she lowered her guard for a moment, the trap was sprung. Akashi moved a few inches back, and Mutsu jumped up with a big grin on her face and her breasts bouncing all over the place. "Heeey Nagatooooo! Let's unlock your fuuuun!" The blonde bimbo cried out as a key flashed in her hands, using her superior size and the element of surprise to dive for the lock.

Nagato's expression changed from hopeful bliss to sudden and frightened surprise, but even that went away as the key impacted her lock. Her heart was unlocked as her eyes flashed bright pink, causing her to let out a powerful moan. Brand new feelings and intense heat poured out form her body, as she fell onto her knees from the sheer onslaught it was forcing upon her body.

Both Mutsu and Akashi watched as Nagato was experiencing the exact same as they were. The collar around her neck unlocking her inner bimbo and pushing everything else into the most intimate parts of her body, so she could turn nice and sexy and desirable to anybody that looked at her.

Thanks to how much Nagato had managed to avoid, the way that her tits exploded out of her dress and quickly tore it to shreds wasn't surprising, neither was the sound of her underwear snapping off as her ass filled out and immediately started to clap against itself again and again. She was primed to end up the most bimbofied of the three, because of how much she had tried to fight against it.

As she continued to change and her inner bimbo was unleashed more and more, her body quickly shifted and made her look much more adult. Not only that, but thanks to her dress being torn apart, it was easy to see the toned muscles developing on her stomach. She was growing stronger. Because as the bimbo flagship, she still needed to look like she had the right to lead. And a strong bimbo was definitely the leading type.

Nagato's ears pressed down against her head as her more animalistic features were flattened by her new bimbo side, as her hair started to turn blonde and spread out to make her look more impressive. She even crossed her arms underneath her bosom, pushing it up to make it just as impressive as the rest of her. Even if she was an airheaded bimbo who was good for nothing but sex appeal, a fact that just made her grin when she realized it.

"So, like, this was your grand plan?" The bimbofied and strong looking Nagato asked, and both Akashi and Mutsu started to nod. "Make me 'fun' by making me look just like you? Is that really what the Admiral likes? Because if you, like, lied to me..." She continued, flexing her brand new muscles as she glared at both of them. "I'll make you clean every inch of me."

Before either of them had the chance to explain, the door to the shop opened yet again, and all three of them looked towards the one that had decided to come inside. "A... Aha..? Well, I think I should leave. You all seem so busy that I wouldn't dare try to get involved..." The newest guest, Kongou, said as she slowly tried to back away.

Nagato's intimidating grin turned into a horny one as she dashed straight towards Kongou. Slamming into her and pinning her against the wall outside the shop, trapping her in a kabedon as she very nearly made the blonde get stuck in between her enormous tits in the process. "Say, Kongou. You'd, like, totally want to have some fun. Wouldn't you?"

Kongou could only nervously laugh as the three bimbos converged on her. With Mutsu holding yet another one of those collars. She should've just ignored the shop and kept moving...

Yet again, the base was consumed by a horde of bimbos. And if the Admiral was right, it was a lot easier to stop this time. At least, if it was possible to lock those collars back up.

Not that any of the boats that fell victim to Nagato and friends could get the chance to appreciate that, as moans and orgasms echoed out until night started to fall.