Thread: The Puppet CEO (MagnusbyCraft x Deliliah)

Brandon held his breath as the sound of soft footsteps grew closer and closer. The door to his office came open and a deep voice boomed. Mr. Martin I've been sent to secure the room, there has been an.... incident with your three secretaries. Brandon didn't say anything, instead he stayed in his spot that was now hidden behind the door. As the guard enterd the room, Brandon could see that he was scanning it with his eyes, no doubt looking for him. He knew he wouldn't have long before he was found, and when that happen he would be finished. With a busrt of speed his old body would have been incapable of achieving, he burst from behind the door and slammed into the guard knocking him to the floor. Immediately Brandon set upon him, Desire in hand. He jumped onto the guard's back and stabbed the injection device to the back of his neck, unloading a whole dose of Desire into him. The guard was quickly able to recover and it wasn't long before he had Brandon on his back, with him on top. Brandon knew this would happen of course, he had no illusions that he'd be able to beat him in a fair fight. But now it was too late for the guard, all Brandon had to do was wait. The guard looked down at Brandon as he felt the back of his neck. What the fuck did you do to me. Brandon only smiled. I've made you better my dear, you'll be thanking me shortly. The guard just looked at him in anger. What the fuck are you talking about? The guard was about to say something in his concealed mic he had in his sleeve when a wave of vertigo stopped him in his tracks. Brandon's smile grew bigger as the guard held his hand to his head to try and steady him self, it didn't work. Another wave hit him and he fell backwards as he lost all sense of direction, not even being able to tell up from down. Brandon took that as a opportunity to stand up and watch his handy work. He watched as the guard literally began to shrink in size, going from about 6'3 to about 5'6. His head that was bald only moments before now had a long flowing mane of fiery red hair. His shirt that now drapped over his new smaller body, began to swell as his chest expanded. The guard now had a pair of massive DD breast that sat high on his chest. His waist shrunk and his hips swelled, hiving him a perfect hourglass figure. His ass also began to swell until the once loose fabric of his jeans were pulled taught threatening to tear. He now had what Brandon liked to call a Brazilian Booty nice and big while also being tight and firm. All in all the physical transformation took about 3 minutes. Luckily for the guard he felt no pain during his transformation, in fact it was quite enjoyable. It was a warm tingling sensation, one similar to relaxing in the hot tub with jet massagers. After the transformation was complete the guard slowly opened his eyes and saw Brandon smiling down at him. Oh my god, was he always that hot? ....wait where did that thought come from. The guard thought to him self as he slowly sat up. Wha....what happen to me? The guard asked in a high breathy voice. And why do I sound like that? Brandon just smiled as he held out his hand, offering to help the guard up. The guard was reluctant at first but eventually he accepted Brandon's offer and took his hand. When the guard noticed his dainty feminine hand he stopped for a moment and thought. That's not right....or is it....I can't remember. All thought left his head tho when Brandon took his hand, it felt like he had just been struck by lightning. His entire body seemed to hum as a tingling sensation over took him. Brandon pulled him up, and he fell into him, his legs week from the tingling sensation. Which only got stronger as more of his body made contact with Brandon. Brandon just smiled at him, witch caused the guard to blush and giggle. Haha like thanks. The guard looked at Brandon and squinted his eyes Do I like know you? You look totally familiar. Brandon smiled. You don't remember? I'm DR. Brandon Martin. You were here for a job interview, to become one of my secretaries. The guard's eyes went wide with realization. Like OMG that makes total sense. I can be such a scatterbrained sometimes. He looked up at this hunk of a Doctor and gave him pleading look. Like I hope this won't hurt my chances of getting a job, I may not be very smart. But I totally have over qualities that make up for it. Of course not my dear, a woman is better off when a man dose all of her thinking for her. Like OMG it's so ture. Like who wants to think all the time? I'd much rather spend my time worrying about important things, like making my self look pretty. The guards face grew sad as he looked down. I like totally wish I was a girl, my life would be so much easier if I had a man doing my thinking for me. Brandon laughed as he placed his hand underneath the guards chin ans raised his head up so he was looking into his eyes. My dear you are a girl. You think a man could have a body like that? Brandon directed his attention to the full body mirror he kept in the corner of his room. The guards eyes went wide when he seen his reflection. He couldn't believe he was this sexy Vixen, why had she thought that she was a guy. God she hated how stupid she could be sometimes. Thank god DRm Martin was here, he has been so helpful in such a short time, not only offering her a job but pointing out that she was a woman as well. No wonder she felt such an intense desire to please him. Like OMG you're right! Like how could I of ever of thought that I was a guy? I'm like totally hot. She looked back at Brandon and gave him a sultry smile. Like if you want me to do anything and I mean ANYTHING to show how grateful I am, just name it. Brandon smiled down at his newest Bimbo. Oh trust me I will have you show your appreciation later, as for right now tho. I have more pressing matters.... What is your name anyways. The guard wasn't upset that he didn't remember her name. He was a busy man after all, and she was just some Bimbo secretary. She should be happy that he had taken the time to ask at all really. Oh it's like Eric.... Erica. But you can call me anything you want Dr. Martin I won't mind. Hmmm I'll keep that in mind, but for now Erica will do. Brandon could hear the shound of heals clicking. We don't have much time. I want you to sit in this chair and face away from the door. I don't want you to move or make a sound until I tell you otherwise. Just turn that pretty little head of yours off. A vacant look fell over Erica's face. Haha that will be easy Dr. Martin Erica took her place in the chair and turned it away from the door. Brandon return to his hiding place next to the door and readied another dose of Desire.