I stare at the old picture of myself in my office.
They say I should just get rid of it. After all, I'll never look like that again and it only ends up making me feel bad.
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Phone rings<
"This is Darren, er- Karen Prince... Yes, I've been informed that Formula-9 is ready for mass production...
...Yes, the marketing team has agreed to call it 'Love Potion #9', of course...
...No, Dan, the effects of Formula-6 still have not worn off...
...If they had finally developed an antidote do really think that
you'd still be hearing this ridiculous voice of mine over the
goddamn phone?...
...For the last time, I will NOT go out with you!...
...Look, I've got a very important meeting, so you
just focus on those projections, alright? Bye."
"Yes, Amber, send him in."
"Ah, Mr. Richards. Have a seat."
("God, she is SO fine! I still can't believe that used to be Mr. P! Oh shit... I hope she doesn't notice my boner... Man, what does she want to see me for? Have I been caught?")
("Stupid little prick. Ogling me like every other man in this building. Like I'm a piece of...")
("...meat! Holy shit, did I say 'LITTLE prick'? Look at that thing!")
"Ms. Prince?" "Oh, um... yes, well I believe I'm looking right
at the proof right there."
("...or it's looking at ME!")
"Proof of what?"
"Stand up and take off your clothes, Olly! I know you've been stealing enhancement drugs."
"WHAT?!" "You heard me! Now!"
("Damn, this bitch is crazy horny!")
"B-but boss, isn't that like... harassment or something?!"
"Oh, so you want to talk about sexual harassment, huh? How about the repeated accusations of you slipping experimental magic based chemicals into your female coworkers' beverages?!"
"I'm pretty sure we needn't look any further than right outside this office to find someone who can attest to these claims... namely, my own secretary, Amber! You couldn't have possibly missed your handiwork on the way in here..."
"Um... well... I don't-"
"And, of course, let's not forget who else has tasted your 'special ingredients' in their coffee: ...your formerly MALE boss right in front of you!"
"...You know, the BIMBO behind the desk?! Amber and I were terrified. They tested us and told us that we had each unknowingly ingested half a bottle's worth of pure, undiluted Formula-6. That meant that all we could do was simply learn to adjust to our new permanent conditions."
"During my time off after my 'accident', while I wasn't ordering all new clothes, crying, or trying to drink myself to death, I would think about how this could have happened. I remembered who brought us coffee that day, and I remembered the smirk that he had on his idiotic face."
"Now are you really going to look me in the boobs and tell me that this wasn't your doing?"
"Gah... guh... um... Wha? I... wow. I mean, I... WOW! I mean, um... it wasn't just me, okay! Spencer Rodham, you know, from the lab?... Yeah, he's the one who actually stole the stuff for me! We thought it would be fun if I spiked Amber's coffee with the Formula-6 and then Spence and I would... take turns with her... but then I got another idea. I thought that... that it'd be funny if I spiked your coffee too, since you were pressuring me so much and making me work late. But, look... I swear that I didn't think that it was gonna be that bad. I didn't even know if Fotmula-6 would work on a man!"
("What an idiot!")
"So, you're saying that this was all your idea? Hm, as I thought. Looks like Mr. Rodham was telling the truth after all."
"What?! Oh fuck, you didn't already know for sure? You mean... you mean Spence ratted on me?"
"Well, not at first. On my first day back in the office, I questioned him about whether or not he had anything to do with my sudden transformation. He denied the claims as you really should've."
("FUCK!")
"I then informed him that he had been suspected of stealing from the lab and that there would be an investigation. I also reminded him that acts such as the ones he was being accused of were, of course, punishable breaches of his contract."
"However, he still didn't confess to his crimes. This was frustrating because I already knew that you two were the culprits, but I needed proof..."
"...So, I decided to attempt to persuade Mr. Rodham to confirm my theories."
"How did you do that?" "Oh, please! I am a Fortune 500 negotiator!
"If there's one thing I know, it's how to persuade people."
"I know how to always come out on top."
"He was a surprisingly tough nut to crack..."
"...but I hadn't lost my touch."
"After rigorous negotiations, he finally gave in."
"He spilled everything."
"He even shared with me the fact that he had also stolen magical male enhancement drugs to use on himself..."
"I can only assume that he shared those drugs with you as well, Mr. Richards. Now let's see..."
"HOLY FUCK!"
"You... you've certainly been using those enhancement drugs, haven't you, Mr. Richards? Your penis looks so... so..."
"Mmm..."
("I knew she was a big-titted whore!")
"Oh, fuck YES! Alright, Ms. P... you got me. I admit to everything."
("God, those blimp lips feel good on my dick!")
"I think I took too much 'Magic Wand' though. I stopped taking it a week ago, but my dick still keeps on growing a little more every day. Not to mention the fact that I 'm always horny... even more than I was before. Is there an antidote?"
"Well, that's what happens when you steal magical enhancement drugs before they put the warning labels and instructions on the bottles. Magic is not easily "cured"."
"You've turned us into freaks, and you will take responsibility for it!"
"Starting right now by taking care of my... needs. Ooooh!"
"OH! ...You see, I'm always horny as well, thanks to you, but instead of having a cock that grows more and more every day... I crave cock more and more every day!"
("DAMN, her pussy's wet as fuck!")
"Mmm! I can't fight it anymore!"
("Whoo! Fat titties AND a phat ass! Jackpot!")
"That's why we never put Formula-6 into mass production. Its effects are too potent. Its effects become debilitating!"
"Wait! Your cock is so massive! OOH! ...If you're going to put it in my ass, then I insist you use this lube..."
("Wow, what kind of slut keeps lube in her office?")
"Here, let me help..."
"DAMN, that feels good!"
"God, just look at me! I'll never be respected again. I'm nothing but a sex object now."
"I'm humiliated. Is that what you wanted?"
"Oh, FUCK yeah! But the thing is... I think you're starting to like it..."
"...Aren't you?!" "Mmm... OH!"
"Aren't you?!" "Ooooh... Mm-hmm!"
"Aren't you, boss?!" "OH, YES! YES! FUCK ME!"
"Ya know, 'boss lady', as hilarious as it would be to knock you up, why don't you take this load right to the face like the little slut that you are instead..."
"Yes! Yes, please! Give it to m-" "WAAAAAHH! Grrrr!"
"What a good bitch. You're my bitch aren't you, Darren?"
"I guess I am..."
"Gak! Hurr... Urgh..." "...What's wrong, Mr. Richards? ...Not feeling well?"
"Ugh! What the... fuck is... HAPPENING TO ME?!"
One Month Later...
I hear my high heels clicking and feel my boobs bouncing and jiggling with each step. It sickens me. I can't believe that it happened. It still doesn't seem real, but...
...I'm "Olivia" now.
It was the lube. It was the
fucking lube. That bitch boss of mine mixed in some Formula-6 and some extra magic estrogen boosting vitamins in with the lube and slathered my dick with.
As soon as my junk receded into a pussy the effects quickly spread through my whole body going into overdrive and causing a permanent transformation.
Little did I know that when I busted my nut all over my boss' face, it would be my last male orgasm... I was furious.
Karen said that I deserved this punishment after what I did to her and Amber, and that the company would cover my new identity and even some of my adjustment expenses as long as I didn't quit and I let the lab guys examine me. The bastards even erased my tattoos!
My bimbo boss looked a little too happy when she told me that all of this was
legal according to the contract that I signed before I started working at the company! When she told me that the same went for Spence, I didn't even want to ask.
A few days after ruining my life, the head bimbo in charge
left for some "business trip" to some island paradise. Her faithful little servant, Amber, even tagged along with her. Damn... I never even got to fuck Amber.
I almost hope Karen's plane
crashes. Thanks to her, I look like some ridiculous bimbo from some stupid reality show! I should know since I've become obsessed with them lately...
...along with... other new cravings.
I hate to admit it, but I didn't even last a week before I broke down and tried my first cock!
God, if I had known cock was so fucking
good, I totally would've been
gay!
Damn dating apps making it too easy to get a hold of some good dick! Though I
am thankful for good ol'
Magic Wand. Working for the company that makes the stuff gets me a discount. Any guy that I fuck has to take some first. I
demand it.
In fact, I even slipped a little into my new boss Victor Torres' coffee. I should've slipped him the same thing I had slipped my old boss since Victor totally stole the position I had been gunning for, while I was forced to be his secretary, but... well, he was totally hot and...
...I've got different interests now. I acted all surprised while he was freaking out. His new dick looked so scrumptious. I could tell that he was fighting how horny he was getting. I knew he could only hold out for so long.
As he frantically called the lab to find out what he should do and what possibly could have happened, I started to undress.
I crawled under his desk to get to the new big cock I had created.
He was surprised, but I could tell that he was
pleasantly surprised. He immediately hung up the phone as the lust took us over completely.
He started fucking my giant titties with his giant cock and I was finally glad that I had them. It felt amazing! They are so sensitive and squishy.
I was having just as much fun as he was as he played with them, adoring them. I was already getting so wet for him as he suckled them.
He stood up, turned me around, and told me that I was the sexiest woman he'd ever seen. I
felt sexy.
Finally, he started pounding my tight, wet pussy.
Right off the bat, I came all over his big dick as he clutched one of my fat tits while he fucked me. I felt like nothing but a big business bimbo just like Karen. I loved it.
I was in total ecstasy as he fucked me with that big, long dick. My big boobs were bouncing like crazy as he rammed me from behind. I screamed and moaned in a voice that I was still getting used to hearing come out of my mouth.
Victor even started getting a little rough, stepping on my tit a calling me a "dirty bitch". I couldn't help but think back to Karen saying that I deserved what I was getting.
The sex was infinitely better than any sex I had ever experienced as a man. The pleasure was so deep that I felt like for the first time... I was complete.
Suddenly, it was beginning to become more than just office sex. I was beginning to fall in love with my new boss.
I couldn't believe it. I was falling in love with a
man! This wasn't just out of control sexual urges, this was actual affection building up inside of me.
Something was building up inside of Victor as well as he blew his first load inside my pussy. I didn't even know if I could get pregnant or not, but at the moment, neither of us cared.
We couldn't get enough of each other.
We forgot we were even at work.
We lost track of how many times we came. I love the taste of cum.
He blew his final load all over me. Good thing the new identity the company gave me wore glasses instead of contacts like I used to wear when I was a man. Wouldn't want to get any jizz in my eyes.
I could still taste his jizz in my mouth when I told him that I felt something special between us.
Unfortunately, the mental effects of the
Magic Wand were wearing off. He quickly snapped out his haze of mindless arousal and told me to get dressed and get out. Turns out he was married and I was fired for drugging him.
One Week Later...
Well, turning into a bimbo sucked. Getting fired sucked. Being rejected by a guy for the first time sucked. But I think something just might turn it all around for me.
I went to Victor's big fancy house and rang the doorbell. A schlubby assistant answered the door and barely said anything as he stared at my tits. I was already pretty much used to that. I asked if I could come in a speak with Victor, but he denied me.
Luckily, I wasn't alone as Dan Peters, the company's head accountant, approached behind me. Dan had a meeting set up with Victor and he let me tag along.
It didn't take much persuading to get what I wanted from Dan.
He was as big of a horndog as I had been, and he had been dying to hook up with a Formula-6 girl.
He told me that he and ol' Darren had been friends, but after he became
Karen, Dan couldn't stop thinking about fucking her.
I told him I'd make him forget all about her.
I brushed right past the stammering assistant as I entered the house.
Victor was quite surprised to see me. When he asked what I was doing in his house uninvited, I told him that I had some important news: I was pregnant. Victor flipped his lid, telling everyone but me to get out. Before the confused Dan left, I reassured him that I was already pregnant before we slept together, and I apologized for using him.
Victor decided that I should move in with him. I was surprised by this, considering that he was married, but I was even more surprised when I found out that his wife's name was...
...Spencer.
Turns out Victor was right not to be worried about his wife getting pissed about him knocking up his secretary. She was too ditzy to care about much. I don't know what the hell those sick fucks did to my former lab tech work buddy, but I was embarrassed for her. I guess the company, like,
gave her to Victor when they were done with her.
The thing is, I wanted Victor all to myself, so I begged him to divorce her and marry
me instead. After all,
I was the one who was having his baby.
He wasn't having it, so I decided to start... "persuading" him, but that bimbo Spencer joined in too just because she saw a cock!
So then it became a competition and both me and Spencer gave it our all.
We shared the cock and whoever fucked the best would be the winner.
It was a competition to decide who would be the "ho"...
...and who be the "housewife".
After Victor came all over us, he told us that the winner was...
...
neither of us! He said that it was a
tie, and that he was gonna just divorce Spencer and have us both live with him, cook and clean for him, and pop out his babies until he decided who his wife would be, if
anyone. I was furious, but I couldn't say no to his proposition... he was too rich and sexy. The idiotic slut
Spencer,
on the other hand, was just ready for more sex... Honestly, so was I.
8 Months Later...
I'm still having the dreams. Dreams of endless orgies. Dreams of breastfeeding a room full of babies that transform into grown men. Dreams of diving off of a gigantic hard penis diving board into a pool filled with cum.
I've stopped having dreams in which I'm a man again. I miss those dreams.
Eight months ago, after hearing about what had happened to me, the mysterious, reclusive, and ancient founder of the company, Shaman Bazunda, invited me to his island. He claimed that he knew how to help me and Amber. Our conditions were getting worse so we flew out to his island immediately. By the time we arrived at Shaman Bazunda's island, poor Amber was so horny that she just
had to...
..."
introduce herself" privately. It turns out that the stories were true. Shaman Bazunda had great knowledge of magic and its effects, but unfortunately, even he couldn't reverse the effects of ingesting Formula-6. The magical herbs that were used to create the formula came from his island, but there was no antidote yet discovered.
The good news was that Bazunda would be able to lessen our mental changes so that we wouldn't become mindless creatures of sex. The bad news was that not only could our physical changes not be reversed, but they would progressively get worse over time. The best Bazunda could do was progress our physical changes to their final stage all at once, and get it over with. The slow, continuous changes would stop, and we would finally be able to begin adjusting to our new selves.
Amber took him up on his offer. She told me that it was the most amazingly pleasurable experience of her life. She also let me know that she had decided to stay on the island as Bazunda's new wife. I figured that might be best since I wasn't even sure if she could even fit back in the plane. I accepted her resignation, but I wasn't ready to undergo the same "treatment" that she had received. I still had hope that the company would find a cure. They
had to.
By the time I returned home, I felt like I had become 50% boobs, 50% rapper's wife. I'm the furthest thing from a man and it keeps getting worse.
I try to focus on work, but having a new male assistant isn't helping me do that. It's not like I have to worry about getting in trouble though. While I
was on his island, Shaman Bazunda promoted me to head of the company. I guess you could say that he saw potential in my...
...negotiation skills.
However, that's not the only good news. I thought it was hilarious when I found out that the bimbofied bastard "Olivia" is gonna be a mommy soon. Her tits will probably be as big as mine by the time she starts breastfeeding. I hear Spencer is pregnant with Victor's baby as well. I see a big family coming.
I've been thinking of settling down myself. I doubt they'll ever find a way to change me back, and to be honest... I'm okay with that. Me and my assistant, Kyle, can't get enough of each other.
He's been staying over at my place most of the time.
He couldn't believe it when I told him that I used to be a man. I couldn't blame him.
I know this is all highly unprofessional, but I think professional got thrown out the window months ago.
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