Thread: The Puppet CEO (MagnusbyCraft x Deliliah)

Cindi was not the type of women you would imagine working at an advanced research company. She had long blond hair, deep blue eyes, dark tan skin, and big Angelina Jolie lips. Her body looked like it would be better built for porn or modeling, her breasts were the size of watermelon yet impossibly perky riding high on her chest, creating a vally of mouthwatering cleavage. Her waits was small but her hips and ass were wide and thick, giving her a perfect hourglass figure. Looking at her no one would be able to tell that just a week ago she tomboyish MIT graduate and one of the head research scientist here....or at least she was. After her treatment she was better suited as a secretary than a scientist and even that was challenging for her. Cindi was too busy taking a selfie, trying to find the perfect angel to show off her deep cleavage to notice the parade of people walking into the office. It wasn't until Cassandra was at the desk when she finally noticed. She put her cell phone on the desk and turned to greet her. Cindi's blue eyes roamed up and down Cassandra and a twinge of sadness crossing her face. Like Oh no, no one will want to fuck her dressed like that. She's like not even displaying her tits. And like that hair, omg no. She is gonna need a complete makeover. Hopefully Doctor Martin can like help her, like he did me. She thought to her self. Out loud she said. Like OMG you're that boss lady Dr. Martin was telling us about! He's gonna be like so excited that your here! Like BRB I'll go let him know. Cindi stood up and straightened her outfit. She was wearing a white dress shirt that was tied in a knot just under her breasts, showing off her flat tummy. The shirt its self had almost all of the buttons undone, displaying her cleavage perfectly, it was clear that she didn't have a bra on. Her skirt was short and black, tightly stretched across her thick ass. If she were to bend over, whoever looking would get wuite an eye full. Her legs were encased in white fishnet stockings, her skirt not being able to hide the tops of them. Finally she wore 6in black stiletto heels that made a distinct sound as she walked. She turned and mince away from Cassandra and her security, shaking her ass with every steep. ---------- Cindi had lightly knocked on the door, not wanting to damage one of her perfectly painted nails. After a few moments she herd a tired sounding come in from the other side of the door. When she opened the door her heart did a flip when she seen Brandon. Even in his disheveled state, she still found him the hottest man alive. His short brown hair with a touch of gray on the sides. His eyes were almost as blue as hers. Even in its the disheveled state, she couldn't help but notice the way his black suit hugged his strong body. She hated seeing him like this, over worked and stressed out. She wanted to nothing more than to go over and give him a nice long blowjob and make him feel better. Brandon stared sleepily at Cindi, his massive cock stiring just by looking at her. He had ened up staying up all night doing some final calculations on on his project. He had finally done it, he was finally ready to show his formula. After years or research and billions of dollars it was finally ready. Yes it had a few kinks to work out. Like that fact that if you give it to women they end up like Cindi. Or that if you give it to men without the balancing agent you end up like Dani another blond in the front office. He was once a man but because of the formula is now a busty bimbo evey bit as female as Cindi. But if you gave it to a male with the balancing agent then you became like him. Brandon Martin was 68 years old before he took the formula, now he had body of a 28 year old if his calculations were correct. The only thing showing his age was the hint of gray in his hair. Not only did it make him younger, but it made him stronger as well. He wasn't superhuman or anything like that, but he had always been week but now his body actually had mucles. The last noticeable change the formula had was that it had made his cock much bigger than before, and increase his stamina 100 fold. He had a few night this week alone plowing Britni, Cindi, and Dani his 3 secretaries and test subjects into oblivion. Brandon's cool blue eyes met Cindis as his deep voice spoke. Yes my dear, what did you need? Cindi bit her lip as she rubbed her legs together, his voice driving her insane with lust. She had to focus to remember why she was here. Oh...ummmm like Cas...Sandi Church is here to like see you. Brandon perked up, Cassandra Church was a powerful CEO and legendary ball buster. He knew that she had been circling his company for sometime, but with his formula finally ready to be shown, he knew he would restore faith in his investors. Unfortunately for him, he had been so consumed the last few weeks with the final preparations, he had no clue that his company had already fallen into her hands. Brandon smiled at Cindi, her legs visibly starting to wobble and give way. It was another effect of the formula, Cindi and the others had seemed to imprint on him, causing them to become hopelessly devoted to him, craving his affection and attention. Please send her in. Cindi let out a small moan as she used the door to keep her standing. Yes sir. On shaky legs she makes her way back to the front office, practically collapsing back into her chair. She looked up and smiled at Cassandra, in her high brethy voice she said. DR. Martin will see you, like just head stright back. His door is open and hes like totally ready for you. She turned her eyes from Cassandra to the security team she brought with her, she looked like a ravenous wolf. They weren't Brandon she thought, but they would do. She needed to be fucked right now. The other two blonds seen the look and smiled knowingly, they knew fun was about to ensue.