DAY EIGHT: Wednesday
Chrissi awoke in her own apartment staring at her laptop and the pretty spiral spinning round and round. She looked at the clock and it said 8 AM. She crowed, “Omigod? Like, I’m, like, totally late for work! I need to, like, hurry my ass up!” As she rose a hundred bruises and sore muscles fired into life. For some reason the cramps were mostly in her legs and back while the bruises were mostly on her tits, but she didn’t have time to think about what that meant. She ran into the shower on her tiptoes and washed herself quickly.
She jumped out of the shower and threw on clothes without thinking. In her haste she grabbed a pair of brown and white saddle shoes with white bobbie socks. She pulled on the plaid bouncy miniskirt over her white panties and tied off a white blouse under her GG tits. Then she pulled her hair into the two blond ponytails on either side of her head again and looked at herself in the mirror.
After a moment of gazing over her body, her eyes came to rest on her large tits. As she looked her hands ran up her body to her growing nipples and pinched them through the sheer white fabric. A thrill ran through her and she kept watching as she stripped herself and leaned into the mirror. She looked at her breasts and thought, ‘Hmm, my titties are nice and large. I’m so happy that I got such big implants.’ At the thought of the word implants a little moan escaped her lips and she rewarded herself with a nipple caress. Following the rush of pleasure that that brought she stared even harder at her breasts. ‘My tits are sooo perfect.... They’re round and firm and bounce when I walk,’ and she moaned at the thought of her tits bouncing in time to her steps. Her thoughts continued with, ‘Big tits are sooo sexy. All the boys like girls with big titties.’ Chrissi couldn’t help but start salivating at how hard the boys got when they looked at her big tits. As she stared into the mirror she accidentally pressed her tits into the glass and the chill caused her nipples to harden painfully. She kept getting hotter and hotter looking at herself and said, “Like, my titties, aren’t nearly big enough. They should be bigger to get more boys to notice me. Maybe that nice, um, doctor-guy, could help with that.” The thought made something click in her head and she knew that was exactly what she needed to do. She got dressed quickly and ran out to her car for a mad dash to the doctor’s office.
Dr. Jameson leaned back behind his desk looking over the next patient’s file. He mumbled quietly to himself as he looked over the sheets. He couldn’t help but wonder about why a woman wanted breasts so large, but it was the latest craze. And it was certainly helping his business.
Just then, a young woman burst into his office yelling, “I have to, like, see the doctor!” Her hair was pulled into two blond ponytails, her breasts were barely contained by a tied off blouse, and a plaid miniskirt completed the outfit. She leaned over his desk and shoved her GG breasts into his face panting, “Doctor, you have to, like, help me!”
The doctor saw his frazzled secretary over her shoulder saying, “Doctor I couldn’t stop her! She rushed past me!”
“That’s all right, that’s all right, Amy. Go on back to your desk and I’ll take care of Ms....”
“Amundsen,” Chrissi answered as she smoothed out her blouse.
“Christine Amundsen? My, your look has changed in a week,” the doctor said as his receptionist retreated.
“I prefer Chrissi, thank you.”
Dr. Jameson said, “All right. Chrissi, what can I do for you? Please have a seat.”
She sat down and leaned forward emphasizing her GG implants. “Doctor, um, like, I need to have bigger... um, bigger titties....”
“Uh huh!” she nodded happily. “Then, like, all the boys will want me! Pleeease! Can I do anything to, like, convince you?” With that she seductively ran a finger into and out of her mouth.
The doctor thought back to Sunday and said, “Yeah, ahem. I think we could work out an arrangement. I should be able to just inject some more silicone.”
Chrissi clapped her hands together and jumped up and down. “Yay! The doctor-guy is gonna make Chrissi’s tits bigger!” She ran around his desk and slid her body down his. “Ohhh, I’m gonna make you sooo happy that you gave Chrissi bigger titties.”
Dr. Jameson instantly became hard and Chrissi expertly ran her hand down to his crotch to feel it grow. He said, “Ahem, uhh, I think that I can rearrange my schedule. Just a minute.” He hesitantly called over the intercom for his receptionist to cancel the rest of his appointments for the day and have the nurses get the prep room ready.
Chrissi said, “Ohthankyouthankyouthankyou....” And she opened his fly one-handed while lowering her mouth to his cock. Her breasts pressed against his thigh as her head expertly bobbed up and down on his dick. He held on for as long as he could, but the combination of Chrissi’s expert tongue on his shaft and long fingernails on his balls caused him to cum quicker than he ever had. In the back of his mind he noted that she had somehow vastly improved her technique in just three days.
Chrissi lay back on the prep table and watched the funny needle pierce her breast. It didn’t even hurt, because the doctor had given her the numby stuff before. She felt an odd stretching as the doctor depressed the plunger and her breasts filled out even further. As they swelled and swelled she moaned, “More! More!” With each expanding depression she felt her pussy getting more and more wet. She knew that those larger tits would be hers forever now.
Finally, the doctor said, “There you are, Chrissi. That is as large as I can safely make your breasts for your slight frame. They should meet with your approval.”
Chrissi looked down again and realized that when she breathed in, she couldn’t se past her tits. “How big are they now?”
“You carry a pair of full MM’s now, Chrissi.”
As soon as he stopped talking Chrissi came in a violent orgasm and said, “Please, fuck Chrissi now! Fuck Chrissi now!” She pulled him on top of her with such vigor that he was stunned into submission. She scrambled at his crotch and unzipped him. His flaccid cock soon rose to the occasion and she said, “Fuck Chrissi with that big cock.... Please! Now!” She thrust her tongue down his throat and pulled on his hardening dick. As soon as it was ready she positioned it and he thrust into her. All thoughts of office propriety or the fact that they could get caught fled from his head. All that he could think of was Chrissi, her new tits, and a desperate need to fuck her.
He watched her tits bounce with each thrust and enjoyed his handiwork. While he watched them bounce and sway he looked up to Chrissi’s face and saw that she was watching them with rapt attention as well. That vapid look on her face sent him right over the edge and he came into her for all he was worth. She moaned as an orgasm hotter than the sun burst into her. They both were left panting at the force of it and she giggled, “Thank you for the new titties, doctor.”
Chrissi sauntered into John’s office with a security guard on her arm. He said, “Sir, this girl says that she’s your niece?”
John looked her up and down. Black six-inch heels with one-inch platform soles highlighted her feet. He trailed up her long legs to the plaid miniskirt that barely covered her ass. Then over the soft rounding of her stomach to the sheer white blouse stretched and tied over her huge tits! Her long blond hair was pulled out into two ponytails on each side of her head. She bubbled, “Hi, Unkie John!” and she bounced over to him to give him a big hug. One tit pressed to into his chest and the other pressed against his back as she wrapped herself around his arm. “Unkie Johnny, thank you for my big titties,” she giggled as she rubbed up and down his arm.
John said, “Thanks. I’ll take care of this.” The security guard just nodded and backed out of the room chuckling. John wheeled on Christine and said, “My God, Christine! What the hell happened to you!”
“Umm, Unkie John, Chrissi is, like, um...” she began looking at the floor.
“Spit it out!” John yelled.
“Chrissi is supposed to have big titties. Chrissi likes boys. Unkie John, don’t you like Chrissi’s titties?” she asked hopefully.
John sighed, “Dammit, Christine. They weren’t supposed to be this big! Wait a minute. How old do you think you are?”
“Chrissi is, like, 18!”
John sighed again and realized that something had gone drastically wrong with Barry’s program. He pushed Christine away from him for a moment and she stood there dejectedly. John dialed Barry directly and said, “Barry, we have a problem.”
A few moments later Barry was in John’s office looking at the size of Christine’s new tits and marveling at how easily his program had erased her personality and installed this new one. Ignoring her he said, “John, she doesn’t know who she is any longer. She can’t reconcile the programming and her former life, so she created this new persona with you as her ‘uncle.’”
“Okay, but how do we reverse it?” John said staring at her. Ever since Barry had entered Chrissi had been looking at the floor knowing that she wasn’t supposed to talk until someone spoke to her. She felt horrible that she had done something to upset her favorite uncle.
“I’m not sure that we can. I’ll go back to her office and work on the program for the rest of the afternoon. We can input it into her laptop once I’m done and command her to watch it all night. That should reverse most of the youth programming and implant you as her Master, not her uncle. But, John, the program went farther than I expected. I fear that her intelligence may be irrevocably lost.”
John sighed again and realized that he had been doing that a lot since Chrissi came in. “Okay, Barry. Do whatever you can. I’ll keep an eye on her while you work. Thanks.”
“Sure thing, man. Sorry about how this turned out.”
“Don’t worry about it. She wasn’t going to keep much of her former personality or intelligence anyway.” Both of them laughed as Barry left the office. Chrissi knew that they had been talking about her, but she had been totally engrossed in watching her tits rise and fall with her breathing. “Now, Chrissi, what are we going to do with you?” John asked as she looked up hoping desperately for his approval.
John pondered her for a moment and said, “Well, Chrissi, what do you want to do with the rest of the afternoon?”
“Mmmm,” she said thinking for a moment while she ran her tongue over her lips. “I want to, like, thank Unkie John for my big titties!” She pressed them together with her arms and presented them to him for inspection.
“Uh, okay! Why don’t you show me what you’ve got,” John said with a smile.
“Yay!” Chrissi cheered as she undid the knot and her blouse slid from her shoulders to release the MM cups from their restraint. She pressed her chest against his and slid seductively up and down causing John to release an inadvertent gasp. “Ooo, Unkie John likes them,” she moaned as she grabbed his stiffening cock through his pants.
“Uh huh,” John whispered. John thought, ‘Dammit! She’s finally the slut I’ve always wanted and now she thinks I’m her uncle!’
“Mmm, goodie,” Chrissi murmured as she slid down his body and undid his pants. She pulled his hard cock out and set to licking it up and down slowly. “You taste so good,” she whispered as she made momentary eye contact. John responded with a loud moan. He thought, ‘She makes a hell of a slut, though.’ She wrapped her lips around his cock and pulled it into her mouth with her tongue. When John’s hands landed in her hair and pulled her head down further she responded by moaning quietly.
John looked down at his former Vice President and couldn’t believe how this had worked out. Her tits pressed against his legs and her mouth sucked him harder than before. He moaned, “You make such a good fucking slut.” Chrissi let out a wild moan and made eye contact with him again. That sent John right over the edge and he released a torrent of cum into her mouth. Chrissi drank it down as fast as she could as though it was the best thing she had ever tasted. In fact, she thought that it was.
She leaned back onto her heels and looked up at him, “Like, thank you, Unkie John! You’re, like, the best ever!” She went into a giggling fit that ended with her staring at her breasts while they jiggled.
John loved watching her stare at her implants, but he knew that someone could walk in at any time. “Um, Chrissi, put your blouse back on and sit over there. I have to get back to work.”
“Yes, Unkie John,” she giggled and did as she was told.
John did get some work done for the rest of the afternoon, but not nearly as much as usual. He couldn’t stop noticing that unless something held Chrissi’s attention she would stare at her tits for hours on end. Finally at about five o’clock Barry came back into the office.
“Hey, John,” Barry said with a glance at Chrissi’s tits on his way by.
“Chrissi, ignore us.” She quickly looked back down at her chest and was lost in her tits again. John said, “So, what was the problem?”
“One of the submission codes had a flaw in it that the brain could interpret as requiring youth. It’s complicated, but it should be solved now. I went to her apartment and installed it into her laptop as well, so all we have to do is send her home. She should be back to where you wanted her by tomorrow. Christine will resurface, but she will be on the border between Christine and Chrissi.”
“Good,” John said. “I want to watch that bitch choose to become Chrissi forever. I want her to know that in the end it was her choice.”
“I remember. So, by morning she will be Christine, but her intelligence will remain where it is now. Send her home, John. I’ve done all that I can,” Barry said.
“Chrissi?” She looked up. “Time to go home, honey. Get on your laptop as soon as you get there, okay?”
“Okie, Unkie John!” she chirped as she bounced out of the office. Barry and John shared a look as she left.
Chrissi threw herself down onto her bed and pulled the laptop up onto it in front of her. She lifted the screen and turned it on. She nervously stuck a finger in her mouth and pulled her gum out in a long string. Then she released it and slurped it back in as she waited for the computer to boot. She snapped her gum and ran her hands over the sides of her MM tits as they mashed into the mattress. “Mmm, Unkie John is so good to me,” she moaned as her nipples hardened at the thought of him.
“Like, finally,” she said as the computer screen came up. It immediately switched to the screensaver that she had gotten accustomed to watching and her eyes glazed over as they followed the spiral around the screen. Her hand slid down over her belly to find her pussy under the skirt and she moaned as it found her clit quickly. Soon all thought and sensation faded and there was only the spiral... only the spiral...
DAY NINE: Thursday
Christine woke up to the sound of her alarm clock. She rolled out of bed and almost stepped on her laptop. “Like, what is that, um, thingie, doing down there?” she asked as she picked it up. She knew what it could do, but for some reason the name was escaping her. She shrugged her shoulders and walked into the bathroom. On her way there she didn’t notice the plaid skirt and white blouse that lay on the floor.
She felt that her hair was matted down, but pulled out into two ponytails. With an effort she pulled the scrunchies out and got into the shower. As she washed herself she thought, ‘I can’t wait to get to work and see John.’ Just the thought of him was enough to get her pussy going. Suddenly, her mind flashed and she saw herself kneeling naked in front of him, bowing her head as though worshipping his cock. Just as suddenly the image vanished and she panted breathlessly.
Getting out of the shower, she looked at herself in the mirror and leaned forward to wipe the steam away. As she did so, the nipples on her MM cups brushed the cold porcelain of the sink and hardened instantly. She gasped in surprise and said, “Like, when did I get such totally awesome titties?” She hefted them and looked at herself in the cleaned mirror. Pursing her lips she thought, ‘John will, like, completely love me!’
Christine swayed out of the bathroom her hips making an interesting counterpoint to the sway of her breasts. She was completely focused on John as she dressed and didn’t even notice what she was putting on. When she was done, however, she looked in the mirror again and was happy with what she saw. Six-inch black platform heels improved the curve of her calf, up to the swell of her hips barely contained by the black spandex minidress. The same minidress had an off the shoulder low neckline that revealed the upper halves of her MM tits. She had mindlessly teased her blond hair out to its best appeal and she flashed a smile at the mirror.
Christine clipped her way off of the elevator and towards her office. The dress forced her to walk in mincing steps that accentuated every curve of her body. The building was very dark as it was 6:00 AM, but she felt like she was already late. That thought caused her to hurry her steps and her tits jiggled in time to the bounce of her step. Her tits rubbing against the spandex caused her nipples to harden again and by the time she reached her office she was out of breath from the sensations.
She opened the door and sat behind her desk. She let out a sigh of relief and said, “Thank god, no one saw me come in late.” She touched a key to bring her computer back to life and settled into her chair. The spiral filled her vision again and sent its soothing words directly into her brain. The feeling was exquisite and before she knew it she was lost again in the spiral.
“Ahem, Miss, um, Christine?” Kathy asked having gotten used to waking her boss up before she began to speak.
Christine looked up to the door lazily and her eyes were instantly drawn to Kathy’s beautiful C cup tits. She licked her lips and said, “Yes?”
“Um, there’s a Mr. Fullon on the phone for you?” she said.
“Fullon? I don’t, like, know any guy named Fullon...” she muttered. Then her eyes lit up and she said, “Does he know John?”
“I don’t know, Christine. Um, he said he’s with Ultrasoft?”
“Like, okay, um, like, put him on.” Kathy nodded and went back to her desk to transfer the call through. Christine picked up the phone and said, “Hiee?”
“Hello, Miss Amundsen?”
“Yes? Can I, like, help you?”
“This is Mr. Fullon. I just wanted to know if you were still coming to work on Monday?”
“Monday? Like, what happens Monday?”
“You remember, the, ahem, disks?” he mumbled.
“Disks?” she asked as her brow furrowed. “Um, you mean the flat thingies?”
Fullon was taken aback for a minute and said, “What’s going on here? Are you toying with me?”
“Toying? Oh! Do you want to, like, play? I’ve heard that I’m, like, really good at games,” she moaned for emphasis.
“Miss Amundsen! I take it that you no longer wish to work for Ultrasoft! Good day!” he yelled as he slammed the phone down.
“Byee!” she said cheerily. “What a funny man!” She looked back at the computer screen and fell deeply into the spiral. Within seconds all thoughts had faded away and she concentrated on her work.
Kathy walked into the office and saw that the sun was casting a shadow over Miss Amundsen’s desk. She said, “Christine, let me fix that for you.” Christine didn’t look up, so she just walked across the office.
As Kathy walked behind the desk she saw something move across the screen and paused. She looked closer and saw the spiral moving round and round. Before it pulled her in she mumbled, “Christine?”
Christine was shaken out of her reverie by the voice over her ear and turned around. Kathy’s eyes immediately fixed on Christine’s tits and she said, “Um... those are big....”
Christine leaned forward to show off her deep cleavage and said, “Do you like them?”
Kathy licked her lips and said, “Yeah... They look so... so fake!”
“Mmm, thank you,” Christine moaned.
Kathy whispered, “I wish I had implants....” She looked down at her C cups and thought they were hopelessly inadequate compared to Christine’s MM tits.
Christine had a rare idea and said, “We can fix that.”
“We can?” Kathy asked as she looked up.
“Uh huh! Come with me!” She grabbed the secretary’s hand and the two of them practically ran out of the office.
While Christine drove Kathy couldn’t help but keep sneaking peeks at Christine’s cleavage. It dipped low each time she reached for the radio or the turn signal and the show was quickly making Kathy wet. She said, “Um, Christine? Will this doctor, um, take me right away?”
“Sure!” she exclaimed. “He’s, like, a totally cool friend of mine!”
“Uh! I can’t wait to have nice big titties!” Kathy squealed.
Christine looked over at her and had the second thought of her day. She thought, ‘Hmm, maybe I can, like, have a big titted playmate!’ She giggled quietly as she pulled into the parking lot.
Dr. Jameson was sitting behind his desk going over the charts for tomorrow’s surgery when the door to his office burst in. He looked up and saw Christine pulling a woman into the office by her arm. He shook his head as he saw his handiwork jiggle in the tight dress. He said, “Chrissi, you’re back!”
Christine paused for a second and then said, “Doctor, um, my friend Kathy wants, like, bigger titties!”
“Yeah! Bigger titties!” Kathy cheered as she threw her arms into the air.
“Um, I don’t think I can do a surgery on such short notice,” he said. Then he watched her face and that of her friend’s fall. He quickly added, “But, I might be persuaded....”
Christine giggled and pressed her body against his. She said, “The doctor wants to fuck Christine again.” He smiled. But, Christine continued, “Please doctor, let my friend get bigger titties today. She really wants them.” She grabbed his cock and rubbed her body up and down against him. She knelt in front of him and said, “Please?” She pulled his cock out and put it in her mouth saying, “Pmease?”
Kathy watched in rapt attention as Christine sucked the doctor cock until he came into her mouth. Not a drop of it was spilled and by then Kathy thought she must be soaking the chair she was sitting in. The doctor said, “Okay, we can help you today.”
Kathy cheered, “Yay! Bigger titties!!”
Christine stood up and leaned into the doctor’s ear. She whispered, “She wants the NN silicone implants.... She told me to tell you, because she thought she would be embarrassed to tell you herself.”
The doctor pondered for a moment and then said, “Okay, Kathy, is it? Let’s get going.” He led her into the next room and Kathy left with a huge smile on her face. Christine left the office with a huge smile as well.
Christine opened the door to her apartment and threw her purse on the couch. She walked over to the TV and turned it on. The announcer blared, “And Now... Boobwatch!” Christine lay down on the couch and draped her heels over the edge. As she leaned on the pillows, she looked down her chest at the MM tits that stuck out proudly.
With one eye she looked at the TV screen and could see the large breasted woman from last week walking into a gym wearing a red leather minidress. Her stockings and platforms matched the dress and her tits cascaded over the top and between the spaghetti straps. Christine said, “Mmm, look at those little titties. Christine’s are sooo much better.” With a quick giggle she wrapped one hand around her left nipple and massaged it well.
The woman on the screen went into the locker room and came out a little while later wearing a pink spandex leotard. It also showed off her breasts to their best advantage and she got up onto a treadmill. As she ran her tits bounced in counterpoint to her steps. With a quiet moan Christine’s lips parted at the sight. “Oooo, she’s hot! Christine, like, can’t wait to see Kathy with her new titties,” she moaned.
A man ran into the gym and pulled the woman off of the treadmill. Christine thought, ‘This show is, like, complicated.’ So, she turned it off and went into her bedroom. She stopped in front of the mirror and took her platforms off. She said, “Christine’s titties will bounce better than that flatchest.”
To prove it she started jumping up and down and felt her tits bounce and jar against her chest as she did. The sight of all of that titflesh bouncing in unison got her to moaning again. She thought, ‘Chrissi is such a good slut.’ That thought sent her right over the edge and she moaned louder than ever before as she came.
With a self-satisfied flop she stopped jumping and fell onto her bed in one motion. Then, she leaned over the side and pulled the laptop up after her. With one hand she got undressed while she quickly turned on the computer with the other. “Hurry, hurry,” she said while she waited. Shortly thereafter the screen flashed to life and the spiral filled her vision. Inside of her head she felt herself fall deeply into it and once again there was only the spiral... only the spiral...
DAY TEN: Friday
Beep... Beep... Beep...
Christine rolled over and slammed her hand down onto the alarm. With a sigh, she pulled herself out of bed and looked at the clock. It read 7:00 AM. “Oh damn!” she screamed. She rushed out of bed and quickly washed her hair in the sink. She blew it dry the whole time yelling, “Oh god, oh god, Chrissi is so late!” She rushed back into her bedroom and just threw on whatever she could grab.
It wasn’t until she was out of the door and running down the stairs that she looked at her clothes. The yellow six-inch platforms, the yellow spandex miniskirt barely covering her ass, and the scooped spandex yellow top that her tits jiggled around in while she ran. With a quick sigh of relief she jumped into her car and felt the cool vinyl touch her inner thighs and pussy. “Oh god! Chrissi forgot her panties! No time! No time!” she yelled as she sped away.
Kathy slapped the alarm clock off and rolled out of bed. The maneuver almost pulled her over the edge with it. “Whoa!” she yelled as she landed on her knees. It took her a moment to figure out what was wrong. She could feel her knees on the ground and her hands, but her breasts? She leaned back in shock as she realized that was exactly what she felt!
“Oh my god!” she yelled as she looked down at the massive breasts that filled her chest. ‘They are least an M cup,’ she thought and couldn’t help but picture Christine’s new rack. “What happened?” she asked raising a hand to her head. She tried to think back, but for some reason the last thing that she could remember was needing to fix Christine’s curtains. But, even that thought felt slippery and there was no way that she could figure out what she had done with the rest of her day.
She picked herself off of the floor and started off to the bathroom. But, her front heavy chest pulled her faster than she thought and she almost lost her balance again. “Dammit! Why did I get these bastards?” She shook her head and got into the shower. Her breasts banged into the showerhead as she got in and she let out a yelp! “Those things hurt!” she exclaimed.
She got through the shower by being careful about where her breasts went. When she got out of the shower and looked in the mirror she couldn’t believe how big they were. She fixed her hair a little in the mirror and went back into her bedroom to get dressed. “What the hell am I going to wear!”
Christine ran into the lobby and Ralph said with a chuckle, “Good morning, Miss Amundsen.” He had gotten used to seeing her rush past in various forms of clothing over the last week and had enjoyed the show. She panted for breath as she went to the elevator and pushed the button. He couldn’t help himself, but look at her heaving MM cleavage straining against the spandex of her top.
Christine got onto the elevator without saying a word to him. She sighed as the elevator began rushing her to her office. “Maybe John won’t, like, fire Chrissi if he doesn’t see her coming in late again,” she said. Of course, just a week ago she would have remembered that no one in the office came in before 8:30. But, that was before Barry fixed her computer.
When the elevator stopped she ran into her office and slumped behind her desk. The computer sprang to life and the spiral started up. She let out a sigh of relief that no one had seen her and she fell into the spiral... into the spiral...
Kathy had looked through her entire closet, but she couldn’t find any blouses that would contain her new chest. In frustration she put her underwear, hose, and skirt on first. She thought, ‘I guess I have to find something.’ So she dug into the closet for something to wear. After a while she checked the clock and said, “Oh god! It’s 8 o’clock! I have to go!” She grabbed a grey sportcoat and buttoned it around her chest. The cleavage was more than impressive, but she had no choice. She threw her shoes on and ran for the door.
Ralph looked up as the woman came through the front door. His eyes quickly told his brain that he must be dreaming. From the waist down, he wouldn’t have noticed her, but from the waist up she was unbelievable. He murmured to himself, “Another one?” Kathy walked in with her breasts barely staying inside of the sportcoat that contained them. Kathy didn’t meet his eyes as she walked in.
She mumbled, “Hi Ralph,” and pushed the button for the elevator.
Ralph said, “Oh, hi, Kathy! You look nice this morning...”
With a sigh and a quick look she said, “Thanks.” Then she entered the elevator and pushed the button. As it went up she thought, ‘God! He couldn’t stop looking at these things! Why did I do this?’ She got off the elevator and walked over to her desk. There were no pressing messages for Christine, so she settled in and tried to concentrate on working.
Kathy leaned her head into the office and said, “Christine? Ahem, Christine?”
Christine looked up and licked her lips as she saw Kathy’s new implants. She said, “Mmm, yummy... Like, what is it, Kathy?” Christine looked into Kathy’s plunging cleavage as she spoke.
“Um, Mr. Miskowicz is here to see you,” Kathy said.
Barry leaned around Kathy and walked into the office. “Thanks, Kathy. I’ll take it from here.” He leered at her cleavage before she turned around and went back to her desk. Turning back to Christine he said, “Hi, Chrissi.”
“Like, hi, Master!” she chirped.
Barry shook his head at how well the program had worked. It had taken almost no time at all for her to not need the command word to trigger Chrissi. ‘In fact,’ Barry mused, ‘she seems to be in Bimbo Mode all of the time now.’ He said, “Chrissi, what happened to Kathy’s tits?”
“Oh, like, she wanted to get, um, bigger ones and Chrissi, like, helped her.”
“Because, mm, Chrissi wanted, like, a toy to play with!” She hefted her tits for emphasis.
“Did she see the spiral?”
“Okay, well I’ll take care of that in a minute. I just wanted to see how you were doing. Don’t forget the meeting at 10.”
“Yes, Master,” she moaned as she looked back at the spiral.
As Barry left, he said to Kathy, “So, Kathy, could you move for a second? I need to add some updates to your computer.”
Christine sat at her desk watching the pretty spiral go round and round. Suddenly, she looked up and the clock read 9:55. Without another thought she stood and walked out of her office. She passed Kathy and didn’t say a word to her. Kathy, for her part, didn’t even notice her leaving because the pretty spiral on her screen was much more interesting.
Christine walked in a trance through the hallways, swaying her hips from side to side and pushing her tits and ass out in perfect time. Her scooped yellow spandex top, the yellow miniskirt and her 6-inch yellow platform heels that clipped on the tiled floor accentuated her body and motions. People she passed tried to engage her in conversation, but her mind was filled with one sentence... ‘Don’t forget the meeting at 10.... Don’t forget the meeting at 10...’ spun round and around in her head turning into its own pretty spiral pulling down into the core of her mind. She stepped through the doorway of the conference room and her mind snapped open.
“I’m here for the ten o’clock meeting,” she said to everyone in the room.
“Thank you for coming, Christine,” John said and everyone chuckled. “Why don’t you sit right here.” He motioned to the chair across from him and Christine quickly walked over and sat. Christine crossed her legs and could feel her bare pussy sliding between them.
John said, “Okay, weekly reports everyone....”
A man stood up and said, “Our weekly earnings have exceed our potential resulting in....” Christine could hear the man droning on and on about something, but her mind refused to focus on it. She kept thinking, ‘John’s cock... I love John’s cock... I wish he would let me suck it... Oh god!’ That thought got her pussy wet and she let out a slight moan through closed lips. In mild horror, she looked around to see if anyone had heard, but no one looked at her. So, she went back to thinking about ‘John’s cock... John’s big beautiful cock...’
“Ahem, Christine?” John asked with a smile. “Are you still with us?”
She shook herself to awareness and realized that everyone was looking at her. “Um, like, yes John....”
“Good! Now then, Miss Vice President, why don’t you tell us how we’re doing...”
Nervously she stood up to speak to the group. Unfortunately that gave her a better look at John’s crotch and she focused in on it like a deer in the headlights. She began, “Um... Like, okay... Our production has, like, gone way up... Um, due to, like, a growth in, um... cocks... I mean, revenues!” She blushed and looked at the group. Everyone was on the verge of laughing at her, but for some reason she loved just being the center of attention for whatever reason.
She continued, “So, like...” she glanced over at John’s secretary... “Tits are waayy up... and um, wetness... I mean, fitness, of the company has, like, never been better!” She noticed that every man in the room was fixated on the cleavage that was spilling over her top. She moaned again at being the center of attention and felt her pussy get wetter as she thought about John’s cock again. She leaned forward to give them a better view of her MM cups and said, “So, like, um... Employee cocks... um, spirits, are at an all time high!”
John had watched the whole show with a big smile, but then he composed himself for a second and said, “Chrissi, why don’t you tell everyone here what your new job is...”
Chrissi said, “Oh that? Like, Chrissi is the new office slut and Chrissi is, like, going to keep everybody really... (she leaned forward again)... happy...” She licked her lips and lifted her tits.
“And how are you going to do that?” John asked innocently as he looked around at his staff. The women were obviously mortified, but the men were watching with interest.
Chrissi licked her lips again and fixated back on his cock. “Chrissi is going to suck every cock and lick every pussy she can. And Chrissi, like, wants yours right now!” With that she lunged across the table and kissed John for all that she was worth. Then, just as suddenly, she pushed her head over the side of the table and tried to reach his cock with her questing mouth. Everyone in the room was stunned, but the men seemed very interested now.
John placed his hand in Chrissi’s blond hair as her head tried to go over the table even farther. He knew she could never reach, but he enjoyed the effort. He said, “Okay everyone... Meeting adjourned... Christine needs a rest....” Everyone filed out of the room as Chrissi continued to gyrate and stretch on the table. John continued to enjoy the show for a second after everyone left and then he stood up. Chrissi’s hands instantly scrabbled at his crotch trying to open his zipper, but John said, “Stop that now and get up.”
Chrissi’s arms fell to her sides and she got off of the table saying, “Yes, Master.”
“Now then, let’s have a little fun... Christine sugerpop.”
“Wha—...?” she began and then suddenly all of the memories of the last two weeks came rushing back. The slowly increasing horniness, the need for bigger tits, the teenybopper phase, the gang bang in the bar, and fucking anything that moved. Then, she realized what she had just done in front of every supervisor in the office and that by now everyone in the company knew what had happened. “Oh god!”
“Yes,” John said as he watched with satisfaction as the knowledge flash across her face. “You are quite the slut....”
“Oh god.... Why, John?”
“Because... you were going to sell me out to those bastards at Ultrasoft and I couldn’t let that happen. Now you won’t be able to sell anyone out....”
“Oh my god.... I’m so sorry, John....”
Nevermind. You are at a crossroads, Christine.... You can either stay as you are, Christine Amundsen, but being forced to work here for as long as I want and having to deal with the constant humiliation of what you’ve done. Or, you can decide to be Chrissi, my sex slave, my cock hungry secretary by day, and my wanton slut at night. It’s your choice... I will leave all of your memories intact either way, but you must decide what you really want.”
In the following moments, Christine examined her life more thoroughly than she had ever done before and came to a final realization. “John... John.... I don’t know how to say this, but.... All of this has really turned me on.” She paused before continuing, “I guess... I guess... that somewhere deep inside of me I’ve always wanted to be controlled. And even with everything you’ve done... I want you... I want you to own me... make me Chrissi....”
“But, my dear, you already are.” She moaned at the thought and he said, “Chrissi forever.”
With John’s words a flash of white lightning filled her mind and suffused her to her very core. It warmed her and released Chrissi from deep inside. As Chrissi rose to the surface, she carried with her all of Christine’s memories and the knowledge of the beautiful decision she had just made. That knowledge made her want to worship the man who had made all of it possible and fortunately he was standing right in front of her. She fell to her knees and drew his cock out of his pants. With a hungry growl she fell to sucking it and moaned over and over, “Mthank myou, Master... Mank myou, Master....”
John smiled and leaned back to enjoy the ministrations of his new secretary.
EPILOGUE: 4 weeks later
John walked through the front door and approached the security desk. “Morning, Ralph!”
Ralph smoothed out his uniform and stood up, “Good morning, Mr. Mason! It’s a pleasure to see you, sir.”
“Thank you, Ralph,” said John as he signed in and glanced at Ralph’s computer screen. He still chuckled every morning as he thought about how far his little company had come. “How’s the wife, Ralph?”
A gleam rose to Ralph’s eye as he said, “She’s very good, sir. She has been very, ahem, accommodating since she came to see the office.”
“I knew that she would understand how important it is for you to be here early once I talked to her.”
“Yes, sir,” Ralph smiled.
“And Chrissi has come in, hasn’t she?”
“Yes, Mr. Mason. I can’t thank you enough for lending her to me in the mornings.”
“Think of it as a bonus for good work.”
“Thank you, sir!” Ralph beamed in admiration. “Have a good day.”
“Thanks, Ralph, I will.” John walked into the elevator that had just arrived and punched the floor for his office. As it began to rise he felt that familiar little twang of guilt over everything that he had done. But, after a few moments of thought he set it aside.
He mumbled, “There was nothing else I could have done.” The little voice spoke up, ‘Yes, but did you have to go so far?’ John laughed at himself and said quietly, “No, I’ll keep you, little voice. No need to alter my perspectives. This is much too much fun.”
The doors slid open and John walked out onto his floor. A secretary in a normal business suit greeted him. “Good morning, sir,” she said from behind her desk as she buzzed him through. He smiled at her and thought, ‘With those implants, I’ll have to move her back into the general pool soon.’
He entered the main office area and looked over the desks. All of his salesmen were hard at work trying to reach their quotas. He glanced towards the front and saw three of his “secretaries” on a dais. If he hadn’t known better he would have thought the three blondes were triplets. They wore black leather minidresses that were stretched tight over matching GG tits. But, he did know better... the blond hair dye and implants gave that away to a closer look. All three of them stood posed like mannequins leaning over to show their deep cleavage. One had her back to the salesmen and looked back over her shoulder with a wink. They would hold their positions until...
DING DING DING
At the tone of the bell, one of the blondes screamed, “Yes, Master!” and she rushed across the room to the salesman who had just reached his hourly quota. He quickly lowered his pants as a digital timer above the two remaining blondes switched to three minutes and began to count down. With wild abandon she threw her mouth onto his stiffening cock and sucked for all she was worth. John smiled as the man pulled her up to kiss him and then lifted her skirt. He thrust in and out of her wet pussy as the counter ran down and the blonde’s moans filled the office. The man came just as the clock ran out and the buzzer sounded. With a yelp the blond jumped off of him and ran back to her place. As she posed again, John watched her body twitch with her reward orgasm. He chuckled and left the main room.
John walked past his office for the moment and entered the door marked, Barry Miskowicz, Vice President of Programming. The secretary looked up and said quickly, “Good morning, sir!”
“Good morning, Kat. How they hanging?”
The brunette blushed and leaned over her desk to let her M cup tits press against it. “Just perfectly, sir,” she said breathlessly. Her tits spilled out over the top of her black spandex dress and John gave them an admiring glance.
“So, Kat, do you like living with Chrissi?”
She moaned, “Yesss, sir.... She orders me around all of the time and I love every minute of it. I don’t know why I used to hate that....” Kari got a far away look in her eyes for a second and licked her lips.
“Ahem, is Barry in yet?”
“Oh! Yes, sir. You can go right in.”
As he left John heard her giggle softly. He thought, ‘Barry can have his playthings, but I love how they all still want me.’ John smiled at that. “Barry! Good to see you this morning!”
“Hey, John. How are you?”
“I’m doing very well. I hope that Jennifer didn’t keep you up to late last night.”
“No way. I finally just told her to be done with her nursing job.”
“It’s about time!” John interrupted.
“I know... I know... but I had to get the program on Dr. Jameson’s computer before she quit. No matter how much she fucked him, he wouldn’t leave her alone with it for two seconds. But, that’s all been taken care of. We have free breast enlargements for life,” Barry chuckled.
“Good! That was the last loose end. Now, nothing can stop us my friend. Every company in the world will want to get their hands on our ‘motivational screensaver.’”
“Very true. Anything else, John?”
“Nope! I just wanted to check on the Jameson problem. I’ll see you at the meeting.” With that, John turned and left the office. He glanced at Kat’s breasts on the way out and chuckled softly, “Amazing, with all of these women around me and sneaking a peak at cleavage still turns me on.”
John entered the door to his office and smiled as Chrissi jumped to her feet. “Good morning, sir.”
“Chrissi, we’re alone.”
“Sorry, Master! Chrissi is, like, sooo sorry... please don’t punish Chrissi, Master...” she whimpered.
John let her ponder that for a moment while he looked over the revealing black blouse she wore. It’s neckline swung very low to display her impressive MM cup cleavage. A black suit coat lay over her chair for outside, but she knew it wasn’t allowed inside the office. John trailed his gaze over her thin waist to the black miniskirt that clung to her legs. John knew that there was no underwear underneath that skirt, because he had ordered it. By this time, Chrissi had noticed his gaze and unconsciously turned her body to show it off to better advantage. John smiled again, “No punishment this time. Any business to attend to before the meeting?”
“No, Master,” she said while licking her lips in anticipation.
“Good, then follow me.” With a quick giggle, she cheered and followed him into the interior office. “Okay, slut, tell me what you want.”
She fell to her knees and moaned, “Please, Master, let this little slave serve you. Let Chrissi suck your cock and make you cum in Chrissi’s mouth. Please, Master. Please....”
John looked down at her and said, “You have my permission.”
“Thank you, Master. Thank you....” With rapt attention she undid his pants to release his straining cock. With another moan she dropped her mouth to it and sucked with wild abandon.
John watched the woman that he had made his slave suck him for all she was worth and he loved every minute of it. He thought back on everything that had gone on in the last two months and decided that it couldn’t have gone better. He thought, ‘I made the right decision. I’m so happy....’
Chrissi slurped and licked and slurped and licked while she thought, ‘Chrissi is a good slut... Chrissi is Master’s slave... Chrissi loves to suck cock... Chrissi is soo happy....’ Deep inside her mind an unfamiliar voice said, “Yes... Christine is soo happy... soo happy....” And then all thought bled away as her Master’s cum roared into her and Chrissi smiled.