Bimbo Escape, part 2

As he looked at himself in the mirror while brushing his teeth, Bill realized that he could have planned their escape better. The reflection from the mirror and the gentle jiggle of his massive chest unquestionably reminded him of his predicament. 

The experimental drink he and Jack stole and for which they were on the run changed him into a stunning bimbo. Despite the drastic body alterations, it didn't seem to effect his intellect all that much. Sure he felt more light-headed than ever and had trouble with complex word, but at least he wasn't a complete brainless bimbo like Jack had become. He still feel mostly himself, besides from the constant horniness. 

Anyway, his risky plan worked. Nobody suspected the two bimbos were the con men half of the world was looking for. They managed to snatch away under their nose. Bill even thought he recognized one of the guys who were chasing them. The man for sure didn't recognize them, he just gazed at their cleavages. 

However, the price of success was that neither of them were changing back. Bill was a week as a woman and Jack was approaching ten days. How long could they continue like this? Not only they were running low on cash, but they were both struggling with their new urges. Jack almost everyday asks about going out in search of guys and just the day before Bill caught him masturbating in bed. Bill himself was struggling to control himself and spent way too much time in the shower. 

As Bill was cleaning his toothbrush, he heard Jack crying out in the next room. 

"Nooo! Why are my boobs smaller?! I don't want them small, I want them big!"

Midway through the sentence, Jack's voice went down a notch, like a boy passing through puberty. Bill thought with relief that maybe the changes were reversing and with a passing thought he was happy to maybe have dick around to have fun with.