Bimbos' Frontline - Ch.1 (DP28)

"AHAHAHAH! Dreamer! Dreamer! I did it! I hit that Griffin airplane!"

"Destroyer. Didn't I tell you that you weren't supposed to contact me unless it was an emergency?"

"Huh? Well I know you did, but I wanted to tell you how good of a job I'm doing... it's too lonely way out this way!"

"You were relocated there so that you wouldn't cause any more trouble for the rest of us ringleaders."

"Huh? MORE trouble!? Are you making fun of me again Dreamer!?"

"Me? No of course not, I was just saying how IMPORTANT of a mission you're on. It's supposed to be a covert operation, right?"

"Hmm... yeah I guess that's right..."

"Indeed, and even with limited resources, Agent still let you have a Jupiter Cannon despite that."

"And I DID just shoot that plane thanks to it..."

"That's right. All you need to do is keep that Griffin commander over there busy for as long as possible. It's easy, and the rest of us are counting on you to do it."

"You're right as always Dreamer. Everyone needs me here!"

"Exactly. And since this is a covert mission, you don't need to be constantly trying to call me over ever last little boring detail."

"That makes sense, well I guess I'll go send some troops to see what kind of a wreck it’s in!"

"You do that."

...

***

“DP28, we done yet with this detour-nya?” IDW’s cat ears fluttered with inquisition alongside her question.

“The Commander said the plane made its emergency landing just up ahead, please be patient Little One.”

DP28 found herself once more as the squad leader of another thrown-together echelon. Sector 69 was infamous for its lack of Sangvis Ferri activity, and as result of that many of the T-Dolls stationed here were rarely fully equipped. Even her echelon was not fully sized; consisting of the SMG T-Doll IDW, P08, FNC, as well as herself. It was well past midnight, and they had to their biggest surprise had come across a group of especially peculiar S.F. dolls patrolling near their target location.

“Miss DP28, I’ve finished scouting. It’s just as we feared, Sangvis dolls have certainly reached the cargo plane before we have,” P08 spoke to her squad leader over their comms channel. As a handgun T-Doll, she was especially equipped for night missions. Because of this, she was most suited at determining what kind of enemy forces the rest of her team was dealing with.

“Tanchaka~ does thish mean whe’re,” FNC pauses as she swallows the last of her chocolate bar, “we’re going to fight them after all?”

Jaegers, one Sangvis Ferri’s go-to combat dolls. The long-range sniper rifles they used could deal significant damage to any G&K T-Doll hit by them. Normally DP28 had few issues fighting off by just the sheer amount of firepower she could send their way, but at night the accuracy of her shots always fell short. But there was an extra point of concern for the eldest T-Doll that she couldn’t figure out what it meant. Unlike the Griffin dolls, their Sangvis counterparts were mass-produced. Not only did these ones glow pink compared to their usual purple, but they were also… questionably well-endowed.

DP28 was no hypocrite, she herself having quite the figure, and was confident enough to display her curves despite her age. While she had learned the flaws built up on her face with a touch of makeup, she made up for it with the rest of her looks. Ever since the Commander said that he did not dislike older women, she took to the habit of showing a little more extra cleavage and showing a little bit more of her legs just to tease him a little. It was her way of encouraging him to try ‘manning up’ a little and try earning the respect of the other dolls on base. Seeing S.F. dolls with busts exceeding her own however made her wonder what S.F. was thinking when producing them? But it wasn’t the time to hesitate; the Commander had given the order to engage, and she and the others were ready to.

“Prepare opening fire!”

***

DP28 began searching through the cargo plane for anything unaccounted for, while the others stood guard. The steep mountain range S69 was backed up against meant that these ships were the most common way that their base got their supplies from, but on the flip side also meant that their enemies over at Sangvis Ferri were rarely active in it. DP28 was half-occupied on the skirmish they had just encountered. Jaegers are notorious for being able to hit even the most evasive T-Dolls once they start aiming. But tonight, even DP28 was able to avoid a round or two from them. That’s not to say the battle went smoothly, rather DP28 could have sworn that some of her bullets had been deflecting right off of her targets, thanks to her enemies strangely enlarged bosoms. Perhaps it was time for the machine gun equipped T-Doll to request for some armor-piercing ammunition, she wondered.

It was then that DP28 found something that she did not expect, “P08, could you be a dear and look at this for me?”

Almost immediately an “on my way!” was heard from outside, as P08 made her way see what was going on.

Little hot pink pills, hundreds of them scattered across the floorboards of the ship, seemingly coming from a large crate. “Are these the Enhancement Capsules?” The capsules were specially made for tactical dolls to improve their performance in combat. Most Griffin bases had vast stockpiles of the consumable, and they supposedly came in many varieties, but DP28 only ever seemed to come across the generically ‘berry’ flavored blue capsules.

“I believe so, I can’t imagine these being anything else with how many there are,” P08 replied. Much like DP28, she had never seen any enhancement capsules like these. “Do you think those S.F. dolls we fought stole any of these?”

Almost instinctively, DP28 picked up one of the vibrant pink capsules off of the ground and swallowed it, leaving a slight bubble gum aftertaste that reminded her of her earlier days as a civilian doll, and a warm feeling in her chest.

“There could be that chance, I don’t understand anything that has been going on tonight with them.” DP28 was legitimately confused. The start of the night was strange enough, she had heard from T-Dolls in other sectors that Jupiter Cannons were devastatingly precise. A slow-moving cargo plane like this should have been obliterated rather than being mostly intact. The Jaegers they fought were surprisingly bulky, and not just their plus-sized busts. Now there was these enhancement capsules? DP28 was a simple T-Doll, she couldn’t even figure out why some of the younger dolls had gone about giving her the nickname “Tanchaka,” all of this felt like too much. The combat report for this mission was sure to be a tough one to explain to the Commander.

“Miss DP28, I found a laptop! Looks to be one made by 16Lab.”

“Allow me to connect to it, P08. Sangvis Ferri might have infected it with the Parapluie virus.” DP28 was the oldest doll in the echelon, she felt that it was her responsibility to keep the others safe from S.F.’s scariest weapon they had. Parapluie was able to remap a T-Dolls neural cloud, taking them over and making them fight under Sangvis Ferri’s banner. There had yet to be any instances of it in S69, but precautions had been placed in all of Griffin after a certain mission gone awry a few months ago.

As DP28 linked herself to the computer, she was met with a firewall much more advanced than she expected. Unless an S.F. ringleader (a smart one at that) was here personally, she felt confident that there was no way they were able to gain any access to the device, let alone infect it with the Parapluie virus. It took several minutes for DP28 to get through the firewall, but looking through the data logs did manage to confirm her assumptions. The laptop was turned on shortly before they arrived, but whoever it was did not manage to get past its incredible security measures.

There was another batch of coding however that made its way inside of DP28 while she was getting her way past the computer’s firewall. But this program had snuck its way completely undetected.  It was not the S.F. designed Parapluie virus, rather something completely unknown to anyone at Griffin.

As DP28 made her way out of the hull of the cargo plane, the warmth in her chest was back. Had it not been for the metal floor clanking beneath her every step, she could have heard the faintest sounds of something stretching outward ever so slowly.

***

“Alright then DP28, that’s everything I needed to hear about last night’s operation. Thank you for your hard work.”

Sector 69's G&K Commander said with firmness. Considering the T-Doll he was speaking with, this was especially important.

"You didn’t have anything to worry about Young Man, for a T-Doll with as much experience as I, it was only natural a mission like this would go off without a hitch~"

Out of all the Tactical Dolls under the Commander's control, DP28 always seemed to be the one that cared the least for his authority over them. For starters, she practically refused to call him by his title, almost always resorting to, 'Boy' or 'Young Man' at best. Her all-white coat she wore with exposed her chest more than most other T-Dolls seemed to be comfortable with, and today even more so. The fact that she was just ever so slightly taller than him meant that DP28 was regularly teasing him about his stature. Her matching knee-high boots only accentuated the fact. It made the Commander wonder just what it is she was doing as a standard civilian doll prior to joining Griffin.

"As the operation took place at night, I’m glad you and the others all came home safe and sound. I’ve heard from the other T-Dolls that those missions can be especially challenging.

"Oh? Is that so? I am rather acquainted with movements that take place in the dark of night, but if you insist then it can't be helped."

 “Y-You said something about keeping a laptop you had found, right!?”

The Commander blushed while DP28 chuckled at his obviously flustered state. He had lost to her teasing yet again. “Ah yes, that’s right,” the mature T-Doll leaned towards the Commander, giving him a refreshed view of her ample cleavage.

“I was hoping on keeping it inside my dorm, it’d give me something to watch some old romance movies with. The other girls aren’t as interested in those old things. But you told me you liked them when we first met, don’t you remember? Older things…”

The Commander rushed for any words to say. “Just go check with the Logistics Officer first! If he says we don’t need the laptop it’s all yours!” He had never seen DP28 look at him so seductively. Normally when she teased him there was a somewhat playful look in her eyes, that he recognized as being that deep down she was just messing with him. Today DP28 looked completely serious. Like a cougar eyeing up their next meal, and he was it.

“Ufufu~ Understood, Boy~”

As DP28 left the Commander’s office, he couldn’t help but notice that her butt stood out more and jiggled in a slightly exaggerated fashion. Tactical dolls don’t put on weight, do they?

***

DP28 returned to her dorm with her laptop in her arms. The Logistics Officer Kerning was busy dealing with all of the supplies they had recovered the night before, and was too busy to say “no” to DP28’s request. He even threw in a handful of those enhancement capsules they had found. She was due for them if S.F. was going to be more active in the future anyways, he’d told her. As their base was much larger than it was ever staffed, she only had to share it with P08. Her dormmate was out for the entire afternoon, this time on a logistics mission. She was slightly envious of the energy her youthful companion had. Perhaps lugging around her massive machine gun she was designated by and its “dinner plate” magazines took a toll on her body.

She took two more of the hot pink pills and swallowed them, giggling gently at the sweet taste. The younger dolls are going to love these compared to the usual ones. The warmth in her chest told her that the capsules were doing their job, but she did not yet realize just what it was that job was. Quicker than before, her breasts started swelling once more, growing in size and becoming perkier in the process.

As DP28 browsed the internet on her newly acquired laptop, she started thinking absent-mindedly about the Commander and how she treated him just before. She didn’t know what came over her. DP28 was well aware how she always was balancing a fine line with her jokes at the Commander, but today for some reason she jumped straight past it. An apology was in order, she decided. Yes, a kiss would do nicely- wait, a kiss?

DP28’s left hand instinctively made its way to her lips thinking about kissing her Commander. That is no way for a subordinate to be behaving. But her lips felt practically swollen, even sensitive to the touch. A kiss from the Commander of all men would cheer the both of them right up. DP28 licked her now plump lips with anticipation.

She took another one of the addicting capsules. The Commander had told DP28 on the day he reported for duty that he liked older women, but was that true? Surely he would want to be with someone closer to him in age. He was her third Commander. The first her transferred over here to S69, after obtaining some other younger, better performing machine guns by spending several T-Doll contracts for them. The second Commander was a grizzled veteran, so he was only around for a few months before getting moved to a different sector in need of his help. He treated his T-Dolls like the disposable tools they were created to be, unphased by their more humanlike qualities and emotions. He was a cold man, but his proficiency meant they never had any troubles while scouting or on patrol, so she and the other dolls kept their more negative opinions of him to themselves. DP28’s current Commander was a fresh recruit. A little naïve at times, but had his heart always in the right place with every order he gave.

The warm sensation moved downwards from her chest, and lit into a fire. So what if she was a T-Doll and not a person? She could still obtain an oath certificate from the Commander, and they’d be together forever that way. So what if she was the oldest doll on the base? It meant that she would be the one to show him the ropes on pleasing a woman when the time finally came. The slight wrinkles on DP28’s face faded away. Her cheek bones became more pronounced. Her eyes softened a strained glare, to those of a gentle caregiver. The makeup on her face changed as if by magic. No longer hiding her aged looks, they now made her gorgeous lips and stunning blue eyes stand out with the same bright pink that the enhancement capsules were.

DP28’s breasts had not stopped growing. At this point, they were now huge, far beyond the size of her head. The sag they had was now a more natural droop, and they only continued to become even perkier. Her abs became more defined, as her waist remained perfectly thin. Her legs grew longer than they already were, as her platinum-blonde hair seemed to be trying to play catch-up with the rest of her.

At this point, the fluffy romance movies were not what DP28 was using the laptop before. She instead found herself on a website dedicated to T-Dolls that were having sex with their commanders. The faces were blurred and the site insisted that it was all cosplay, but the Griffin uniforms looked identical to the real ones. Even the alleged T-Doll cosplayers had an oath ring on their fingers, the not-so-secret indicator that the T-Doll’s sexual activity functions were restored, and were permitted to fucking the person they had established the oath with. There was no doubt in DP28 that what she was watching was the real deal.

In all of her years, DP28 never once felt the need to masturbate, now she was doing it in the middle of the afternoon. It should have felt strange to her, but for some reason it didn’t. Her fur hat was tossed aside without a thought. The pleasure was downright exhilarating. She imagined that it was she and her own Commander in the pornographic video, she tweaked her nipple with one hand, while her fingers dived in and out of her wet slit.

Her hips now flared immensely, her once average sized behind was now an enormous mountain of ass. Thick, meaty thighs replaced the once slender legs, matching nicely with her sizable booty. The black side-tie panties she loved to wear were now stretched to their absolute limits, and pushed aside so she could access her aching fold. DP28’s pussy seemed to only get wetter and wetter, as if trying to put out the fire burning inside her. She wished to be touched by the Commander more than anything. She always treated him like a boy, but the truth DP28 used to push aside was that he was a man, and men have carnal needs much like she the ones was having.

Shlicking sounds and moans filled the dorm like a cacophony. DP28 was close, if only the Commander was doing all of this to her. Why could dolls do these things to themselves, while gating the real thing behind a silly oath ring. If a T-doll wants to get fucked, she should be able to. Something inside her neural cloud snapped, and DP28 was no longer bound by the rule she was originally programmed with. She was going to have sex with the Commander, and it didn’t matter to her if she was not oathed to him yet. The strange virus the laptop had infected her with had completed its main function, and rewarded DP28 with an orgasm of back-arching intensity.

…

After what felt like several minutes of letting the waves of pleasure flow through her. Finally able to think straight once more, DP28 made her way out of bed and looked at her new self in the mirror. Her outfit used to make her look like a flirty older-sister type (at least that’s what she saw it as,) but now the same outfit was making no attempt at covering herself up. DP28’s boobs were transformed into gigantic mounds of womanly charm, her hips and ass screamed fertility, and her now fully exposed panties threatened to tear at a moment’s notice. She was even taller than before, her face had its youthfulness fully restored, it was by all means completely unbelievable. The confidence in herself that she had lost over the years was back in full force

Her neural cloud should have realized that something was horribly wrong about the situation, but instead DP28 felt like it was the greatest thing that had ever happened to her. She didn’t have to worry about any of that any more, or anything for that matter. She would make the Commander hers, and now she had a body that there was no way he could resist. Being a simple, happy bimbo was the best thing for DP28, as she now concluded.

Deep inside the furthest parts of her neural cloud, the virus inside of DP28 that she was completely unaware of began planning on ways to spread itself to the other T-dolls on base. Maybe turning into bimbos was better for the rest of the T-dolls as well.