Mini-Me

Mini-Me

You had gotten perfect. So fake, so plastic, so pretty. You wondered what was next to be the best bimbo possible.

Then the answer came. It was so obvious even a ditz like you could guess it. You needed a BFF!

So you found someone. An aspiring doll. A plastic protégé. Someone to train to be a bimbo worthy of being your bestie.

There was a lot to learn. Hair, makeup, surgeries, even how to think. Slowly you found success. The start of a perfect mini-me that was a little like looking in the mirror.

You can't wait until she's perfect. Until she's just as airheaded and inflated and hawt as you. You're excited because then she gets to choose the next budding bimbo in your girl group. Because good dolls make more dolls. That's true bimbo perfection.