I usually try not to be too obvious with my magick, but Alice, the blonde on the left, cost me two months of work when she fell for a phishing email and let some Romanian hackers run wild across the corporate network. So, I left a little enchantment on the Halloween costume she planned to wear to the company's Fall Picnic.
She's been feeling even spacier than usual ever since she put on that hat. I doubt she'll have much luck with her next job interview when she has to stop herself from giggling like a ditzy little slut every time she talks about the massive "anal" growth she achieved in her last role. At least she's got a nice set of tits to fall back on.
Once I found out she was taking part in a group costume, I figured I might as well have some fun and settle a few other scores around the office.
You wouldn't know it from her smile, but Lauren, on the right, is a scheming bitch who's been undercutting me in front of the boss and trying to get me fired ever since the day I was dumb enough to bring her onto my team.
She barely had her costume all the way on before she pulled out her smartphone and called her rich doctor fiance to call off the wedding. I feel a little bad for the guy really. She certainly didn't let him down easy.
She started going off about how he wasn't man enough to please her and that's why she started fucking his best friend behind his back within a month of their engagement. She said she was going to marry him anyway, just for the money, but she'd finally decided to live out her dreams of becoming a cam-whore and figured she'd be fine on her own.
Melissa, in the middle, is nice enough, but she's utterly useless---always the last one to show up in the morning and the first one out the door, leaving everyone to pick up the slack when she suddenly has to skip out for a last-minute doctor's appointment or long-lost relative's funeral.
She obviously doesn't have what it takes to make it in our industry, so I left a little idea wrapped up in her ribbons. It wormed its way into her mind and now she wants nothing more than to be a trophy housewife, always ready with a home-cooked meal, a freshly poured scotch, and an enthusiastic blowjob for her hardworking man. I also threw in a hardcore shoe fetish for good measure. You would too if you could see how good her ass looks in her costume's ruby red heels.
To be honest, I never really had any issues with Cynthia, but you are the company you keep, especially around the office, and I had to complete the set. She isn't in the picture because she's off hiding in a port-o-potty wearing a lion's mane and a tail buttplug that didn't come standard with the costume, but I thought it added a nice touch.
Now that she's all alone, she'll finally feel safe to pet her naughty little kitty until someone bangs on the door and spooks her into an orgasm. She's going to find that happening a lot now---a compulsive need to push herself to the edge in private and explosive orgasms at any sudden noise in public. I think I'll stick with the classic, "Cum NOW!" to set her off.
I wanted to make sure my new toys would be available any time I wanted to play with them, so I added a compulsion to strip down in front of all our coworkers and then sneak off to see the wizard. They just found me, so I snapped this picture to remember the moment before we all head back to my place. After all, there's no place like home.
She's been feeling even spacier than usual ever since she put on that hat. I doubt she'll have much luck with her next job interview when she has to stop herself from giggling like a ditzy little slut every time she talks about the massive "anal" growth she achieved in her last role. At least she's got a nice set of tits to fall back on.
Once I found out she was taking part in a group costume, I figured I might as well have some fun and settle a few other scores around the office.
You wouldn't know it from her smile, but Lauren, on the right, is a scheming bitch who's been undercutting me in front of the boss and trying to get me fired ever since the day I was dumb enough to bring her onto my team.
She barely had her costume all the way on before she pulled out her smartphone and called her rich doctor fiance to call off the wedding. I feel a little bad for the guy really. She certainly didn't let him down easy.
She started going off about how he wasn't man enough to please her and that's why she started fucking his best friend behind his back within a month of their engagement. She said she was going to marry him anyway, just for the money, but she'd finally decided to live out her dreams of becoming a cam-whore and figured she'd be fine on her own.
Melissa, in the middle, is nice enough, but she's utterly useless---always the last one to show up in the morning and the first one out the door, leaving everyone to pick up the slack when she suddenly has to skip out for a last-minute doctor's appointment or long-lost relative's funeral.
She obviously doesn't have what it takes to make it in our industry, so I left a little idea wrapped up in her ribbons. It wormed its way into her mind and now she wants nothing more than to be a trophy housewife, always ready with a home-cooked meal, a freshly poured scotch, and an enthusiastic blowjob for her hardworking man. I also threw in a hardcore shoe fetish for good measure. You would too if you could see how good her ass looks in her costume's ruby red heels.
To be honest, I never really had any issues with Cynthia, but you are the company you keep, especially around the office, and I had to complete the set. She isn't in the picture because she's off hiding in a port-o-potty wearing a lion's mane and a tail buttplug that didn't come standard with the costume, but I thought it added a nice touch.
Now that she's all alone, she'll finally feel safe to pet her naughty little kitty until someone bangs on the door and spooks her into an orgasm. She's going to find that happening a lot now---a compulsive need to push herself to the edge in private and explosive orgasms at any sudden noise in public. I think I'll stick with the classic, "Cum NOW!" to set her off.
I wanted to make sure my new toys would be available any time I wanted to play with them, so I added a compulsion to strip down in front of all our coworkers and then sneak off to see the wizard. They just found me, so I snapped this picture to remember the moment before we all head back to my place. After all, there's no place like home.
