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Trans Inclusive Radical Misogyny

(I absolutely have to lead with the reminder: women are not lesser than men, your gender is valid, sexism is bad. All that said, warning for misogyny kinks!)

When you realized you were a trans woman, you were concerned about how your roommates would take it. The guys in your friend group could get pretty crass and sexist when talking about women, so how would they handle the news that you identified as a woman.

Imagine your surprise when the group was immediately supportive toward your new identity. They even offered to help finance your transition! They all agreed they got the vibe that you were a woman at heart. They even made jokes that it was they always kicked your ass at video games. It was a dumb joke, but you were excited to have them on your side.

But things started to change. Once you were on hormones, they started talking about the effects. "Your tits are finally growing in," one joked as he groped your chest from behind. That was out of the ordinary, but as your fat started redistributing and your breasts really started filling out, everyone in the house was getting casually handsy with you.

When you finally called them out on it, they all turned it on you. "Grabbing a woman's body is natural. If you're gonna have tits and a fat ass, you can't expect us to leave them alone."

And that just became part of your life around the house. Groping and fondling; even grabbing your girlcock because "that's not a man's dick." They promised they were helping you "learn your place," and this was just part of life you should get used to.

After your bottom surgery, they took care of you during recovery, joking about how you had to rely on big strong men to get by. They waited until your doctor had the go-ahead before playing Mario Kart to decide who got to use your new cunt first. "You have to break it in, obviously. Besides, we didn't shell out all that money dolling you up for nothing.

From then on, your body was treated as free use in the apartment. "You're such a good communal hole," one of them cooed as he filled you up.

They threw out all your "boring old clothes" and invested in a whole wardrobe of skin-exposing tops and skirts that barely covered anything. They even financed your body hair removal so you'd feel more comfortable in your new style. "Don't you feel like the little bitch you are? Soft and weak and manhandled?"

And in a twisted way, you did. They hammered it into your head that this was part of your new girly life. You were a woman, you were valid, and you were also something for rude men to use.

It wasn't all bad, though. Your roommates recently bought you a new pair of gifts! You like your new fakies, and the guys can't keep their hands off them. And really, isn't a gift for you a gift for your betters?

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“ Hey! Sorry I’m late! Do you have what you want me to check over?” Sarah the beta reader came to the video meeting.

“I’m stuck. I know you don’t usually write sexual stuff so I don’t know if you can help”

“Well I I usually role play to hash out my stories so let’s try for yours. I’m sure we can do this like adults. Send me your files so I can immerse myself more. Do you have a spiral file by chance like the clip we used to edit your last book?

“Yeah, I’ll send it, and I’ll talk you through it while you wait he prepared the files and then began his explanation.

“Okay, a guy agreed to help this girl focus on her work with his hypnosis video. He doesn’t realize he sends an experimental one that’s to create a bimbo transformation because it’s called “B focus” and “be focused”. He didn’t realize he labeled them so closely”

“Okay, accidental file swap. This sounds good so far.” Sara listened more.

“She does the file and wakes up the next day refreshed. She had dreamed of being a huge bimbo but brushed it off. So refreshed so puts effort to her appearance, make up and dressing cute. She does her work. It’s hard to do but she just feels so good. She reports to him and he says make yourself more comfortable and just follow. She does and takes it as wear comfy lingerie and keep her make up on. He sends her version two of the wrong file once more and that’s where I’m stuck. I need her transformation worked out to get to the part so he can fix it”

“Okay so kind of like lead to the climax so he can save the day?” She questioned.

“ I think so” she thinks his answer.

Sarah’s computer pinged “ oh the files came through, good I can work them. You even sent a fake hypnosis file to help. Good! Okay give me a minute to immerse” she read over quick as the video file loaded on her computer. He just waited patiently.

“Download complete” her computer informed her. “Okay. I don’t believe in hypnosis but let me just look at the spiral so I feel like the character” a pink light filled her screen. She stared.

“Let yourself relax” he said. Sara nodded as she leaned back and got more comfortable. She watched the spiral just move gently around and around. It was relaxing. Maybe not to change her brain but to relax, hypnosis might be a thing.

“Sara you ready?” He snapped her out along her trance.

“Oh...umm... yeah,” she stumbled over speaking “I just had a thought. Let me dress like her. You don’t mind if I wear lingerie just so we can beat your writer’s block, right?”

“I mean only if your comfortable Sara.” He said calmly.

“Oh yeah I totally trust you. Let’s see, it says here magenta pink silk and lace top and matching silk shorts that gave her plenty of space to grow. I think I actually have that” she walked away, just thinking of the spiral. She quickly dressed and figured make up was in order. She felt so good as she strutted back.

“Oh wow, you did have it. What a strange coincidence. I’m sorry” he apologized. She put her hand up and shook her head. “ Don’t worry, it’s a common set to own I think” she said not remembering buying it. She went back to reading and she realized something.

“Oh you know this character doesn’t have a name yet, what do you think?”

“ I couldn’t think of one. Suggestions?”

“Ummm, hmmm like it should’ve a name that doesn’t change. Like normal but bimbo sounding. Bimbo, Bimbo...Bimbo...bi....BiBi! Like BiBi. It sounds silly and sexy but could be a normal name.”

“Okay BiBi!” He scribbled some notes.

“ Call me BiBi well we role play! It will help me role play and stay in character so we can get this story right!” She felt kind of cute being called BiBi!

“Okay Bibi, just watch the spiral for a few minutes and you should feel a change” he read out of his writing. “Make sure your comfortable and really focused on the spin and colors”

She opened the file and stared. Shades of pink and white swirled on her screen he watched he through the video and could see the purple swirl start. Her mouth gasped open as she just stared.

“‘BiBi felt her body get soft and relaxed with the swirl on her screen” he read out “she relaxed so much that drool slipped out of her lips” He watched Sara as BiBi as a strand of saliva fell from her lips. “She felt her body get hot but ignored it as the spiral slowed and added blue to the colors. Words started to appear. Bimbo popped on the screen like a pretty pink bubble and popped as drool continued to drip down to her B cup breasts” Sara as BiBi felt her breast get wet and she swore the word was on her screen but the colors kept her calm. She felt so hot but this spiral was cool. This was so good she thought waiting for more guide.

“The word ditz appeared on screen and a pair of oversized lips sucked the word in as BiBi followed, her lips swelling two sizes bigger.” Sara being BiBi imagined it and felt her lips make the sucking motion. It really felt like her lips were getting bigger and her head felt so light and empty. Like she ate the word ditz to make her one. She just dazed out thinking , she always wanted bigger lips. They really felt like they had swollen. She touched them.

“ BiBi poked her lips as more colors appeared. So much drool was covering her chest but she felt so relaxed. Her head tingled as her hair grew out using what was of her intelligence to get long lucious red hair. She was getting dumber but she liked the feeling”

Bibi’s head was super tingly. Her hair tickled and she caught a flash of red. She just felt as she drilled out of her mouth more as her head emptied of intelligence. She felt so good. Maybe she should do some intelligence loss when this role play is over. She felt like really dumb. It felt so good. And her hair looked amazing.

“”Dumbing down, sexy girl. Horny bimbos are fun. appeared in the swirls. Bimbos are dumb ditzy sexy girls! Feel your clothes change, ”repeated for 10 minutes on the screen but to BiBi it felt like seconds ” he read nervous about this part.

BiBi read the words appearing on her screen. They kept flashing. She could be dumber. She was becoming sexy. She was horny so she was fun. She focused as she felt her mind melt the little bit left. She became so turned in she began humpimg in her chair. Her nipples became hard from being so horny. The spiralwas right though this was fun. She looked down to see her outfit change. It became a dress only appropriate to wear to a strip club. He enjoyed the shift seeing the former Sara immersed in her new role. He was almost done.

“Tits inflating now flashed on the screen. BiBi giggled as she felt silicon filling her chest. She loved this new spiral. She was looking like her dream last night. Huge G cup tits grew. She loved her enormous titties.” He read getting confident in his plan.

Were there words on her screen? Sara...noo BiBi giggled because she felt so silly. This couldn’t really happen. She looked down to see her tits slowly pumping up. Tiny Bs grew to Cs past a full D and melon sized DD. They began bouncing at E. So fake and delicious at F. They stopped at G although she wanted them one more size up. But she loved them. She gave them a shake. He was getting so horny from seeing her change and become his dream bimbo.

“You love your juicy ass. Enjoy it and shake it. The screen is a rainbow dominated by pink as BiBi sees bimbo flashing 100 times making her mind a bimbo forever. BiBi focused so hard as the final transformations to her body and mind took hold. She was horny and ready to fuck” he was excited.

BiBi stood up and her tiny dress rose up as her ass swelled. She showed it to the camera becoming like two basketballs. She would probably never find pants again. She stared at the screen as it flashed rainbow and pink with bimbo. She couldn’t blink as it flashed altaking it’s hold on her. She needed cock why was he in the computer. She needed him.

“BiBi felt so good and free. Bimbo life is for me said BiBi. She never wanted to change back. She would have to find master and show him this was better, she quickly got a cab to his house. She would be a good Bimbo for him” BiBi looked at the camera “ bimbo life is for me, let come and show you”

He paused for a second “my card is in you purse give it to the ya I driver and you may try to show me” she scrambled towards her purse and the door. She put on pink high heels as she got a cab. She was ready to be BiBi.

He’ll miss having her as a beta reader but she makes a much better bimbo anyways, he thought as posted for a beta reader for his newest story, finally complete. He stroked Bibi’s head as she sucked his dick. The role playing was continuing on and on. And BiBi got her happy ending.

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Finally you found him. As the most powerful sorceress in the world, you just used your reality-warping powers to find him. He not only stole some rare gem from a museum, but also apparently built himself a harem of obedient women. Since the police or government couldn't find him, you saw it as your duty to stop this asshole.

Your transformation into this overpowered sorceress came randomly to you, but you swore to always use it for the good. You could completely change literally everything about reality, making you the most popular woman on earth, rule it with unquestioned authority, you could do literally everything. But you don't do that. You have always had morals that prevented you from abusing that power.

Those morals now led you to this sleazy man, looking at you with a grin. You remain calm and professional and say

"Your time has come. Return the gem to the museum and free the women you have enslaved somehow. Nothing you did to them is above my power. I could turn you into dust, make you nice, or send you into some hell for eternity. You should tremble with fear and repentance. Be glad that I am giving you a chance right now."

The man smiles and says "You should have used your powers from the start then, bitch."

Before you can do anything, the man holds up the gem. It is red and shiny. You look at it and... stop.

"Can't move anymore, huh? Can't even talk or use your powers? I told you, you wasted your only chance."

You can't do anything but watch in silence.

"I never got it. You have infinite power! You could do absolutely anything you wish for! But of course, you're just a stupid bitch who doesn't know any better. Morals, morals, morals. You whore, you just wasted all this potential. I will not waste it, I promise you. Say that you will obey me and call me master."

Your eyes are still fixated on the most beautiful gem you've ever seen. You have absolutely no chance to resist it whatsoever. "I will obey you, master."

"Let's start with you. Use your powers to give yourself huge, fake looking tits. And change your clothes too, so I can see them."

"Yes, master." You can't resist at all. You use your reality-warping powers to change your body, adding barely any clothes to show off your melon-sized breasts.

"Great, my stupid slave. Now I guess I won't need that gem anymore. Use your powers to change your mind. Make yourself my loyal obedient slave. Erase all resistance, all morals, all thoughts. Erase your memories of ever being a hero, a sorceress or whatever else made you you. You will be my tool. Oh and also, forget your name, whatever it was. From now on, your name will be Cockslave. Do you understand?"

For a moment, you try your best to snap out of it, but his words immediately become your gospel. You use your powers to do exactly what master told you to do. You can feel your memories and personality slip out of your grasp. You lose the concept of what thinking for yourself actually means. What was my name? Cockslave, of course! I am Cockslave and I am just a tool... I am Cock...slave... and... I...

You stop thinking entirely. You are no human anymore.

Master puts away the gem. "Let's try if it worked. Cockslave, give me a titjob with your massive melons."

You obviously obey. He is your master and his word is your command.

You present master your massive tits and he puts his cock in between them. Obey master. Obey master. Obey master.

That is all that loops around in your brain.

He cums in a sticky explosion, getting his seed all over your tits, neck and face.

"This is your purpose, this is what you live for, serving my cock is your only personality."

Obviously what master said became true. That IS your entire personality. Serving his godly cock is everything. Every cell in your body works towards serving his cock.

He continues. "From now on, your only response to anything I'll say is 'I love masters godly cock.' That will be literally the only words left in your vocabulary. You don't know how to say any other words in any other order."

"I love masters godly cock." That's all words you know how to say. Fitting words.

"Now, let's make this world my own. Cockslave, change every human on earth except you and me. Make every human on earth a hot woman hungry for my godly cock."

You obey without question. There is nothing left for you to say but the obvious. "I love masters godly cock."

"You sure do."

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This was the life. Having an Asian wife, with big, jiggly boobs, willing to live the housewife life and do anything for you. Taking care of all the daily needs, taking care of you, and of course, giving you a lot of fun to be had in the bedroom at night.

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Finding Tim

"Have you seen Tim?" Kathleen demanded.

I had, but I wasn't about to tell the boss about his secret work space in the server room. Tim was an odd guy but hella smart. Smartest engineer I've ever known. He was always working on half a dozen side projects that he didn't actually have approval to work on.

Kathleen hated that she couldn't micromanage him since he always managed to get his official work done on time and under budget. Hell, a lot of us only got our own work done on time because of Tim's help!

So with Kathleen on the warpath, I wasn't about to rat him out.

"I haven't seen him since staff meeting this morning," I lied.

"Well, if you do see him, tell him I'm looking for him!" She said. "And tell him to stop putting TEAMS on "Do Not Disturb"! I'm his boss! It's my job to disturb him!"

"I'll make sure to let him know when I see him," I assured her.

She made a derisive noise and left. When I was confident she wasn't coming back, I sent Tim a quick text warning him. He didn't respond but I figured I'd done what I could.

An hour later Kathleen was back. At least, she had Kathleen's face. Though I admit the face wasn't what my eyes were drawn to

"Hey Ryan?" She said in a soft, confused voice I'd never heard her use. "Got a sec?"

"I, uh, sure Kathleen!" I said.

She stepped into my office and closed the door behind her.

"I owe you an apology, " she explained.

"What for?" I asked, confused. There were plenty of things she could apologize for, but nothing I'd ever thought she would apologize for.

"I'm really sorry for being such a cunt, " she explained. "I'm going to be better from now on."

She started unbuttoning the rest of her blouse as I stared, dumbfounded, at what she had just said.

"I...I wouldn't say that you're..." I stammered.

"Of course you wouldn't say I'm a cunt, Ryan," she said. "You're a better person than that. Better than me, since I'm a cunt."

She let her blouse fall to the floor. She wasn't wearing a bra. She went to work removing the rest of her clothing.

"Why are you stripping, Kathleen? " I asked while my cock screamed at me for asking such a question.

"Because I owe you an apology for being such a cunt, " she said. "And I don't want to get jizz on my clothes when I suck you off to show that I'm sorry. "

My cock decided it wasn't a bad question after all.

"You... you're sure you want to do this?" I asked as she started undoing my pants.

"I want to and I need to," she said. "It will help me be better!"

She sank down to her knees and gave me the most enthusiastic blowjob of my life. I didn't last long, I confess, and she needn't have worried about her clothes, since she swallowed every drop. Not that I didn't appreciate her doing it topless. I never guessed she had such a rack hiding under her business suits!

She grinned up at me once I removed my cock from her mouth.

"Thank you for letting me blow you," she said. "And again, I'm sorry for being such a cunt. I'm going to be better."

"You're... much better..." I observed.

She giggled and started redressing.

"Tim says thank you for the heads up, by the way," she said. "He was all ready for me when I found him."

She sighed happily, her gaze unfocused as if reveling in a happy memory.

"He's the one who told me I didn't have to keep being such a cunt," she clarified, then giggled. "I don’t know why I couldn't figure that out on my own! But Tim helps those that can't help themselves! Anyway, we're going to have an emergency staff meeting tomorrow morning. I hope you can make it! I'm bringing mimi muffins! "

"I, uh, I'll be there," I said.

She patted my cheek affectionately, adjusted her tits, then left my office. When I was sure she was gone, I checked my phone. Tim had replied to my text with "You're welcome. "

***

Everyone on our small team showed up for the emergency staff meeting. Indeed, we all showed up early and from the anticipatory grins we all had, it was soon apparent that all four of us had received an apology from Kathleen the day before.

Right on time, Kathleen entered the conference room, a tray of mini muffins in her hands, Tim's hand on her ass. She was wearing a red cocktail dress without a bra.

She cheerily greeted us and set the muffins in the middle of the table, standing at the front and bending forward to allow all of us a long glance at her tits.

"That's a great dress, Kathleen, " I said.

She giggled and blushed.

"Thank you, Ryan! " She said. "Tim took me shopping after work yesterday. He's helping me learn to dress better! "

"Well then, I guess we all owe Tim a debt of gratitude, " I said, grinning at Tim, who shrugged and smirked.

"We owe Tim EVERYTHING! " Kathleen exclaimed, her eyes ardent.

We all chuckled nervously at the fervor our boss seemed to feel for our coworker. What the hell had he done to her?

"I realize you all probably have a lot of questions, " Tim said. "And I'm afraid I won't be answering most of them. I hope that isn't a deal breaker for any of you, because I'd like to keep the work group together under Kathleen's newly enlightened leadership."

"Wait," said Walt. "Kathleen is still the boss?"

Kathleen giggled and leaned forward to show us her qualifications.

"Tim says I need to show you all and myself that I can be a good boss without being such a cunt!" She explained. "It's part of my personal growth!"

"Again, I hope that's not a deal breaker, " Tim said, stepping up behind Kathleen and grabbing her ass possessively. "You're all welcome to quit the team if you object, but I really think Kathleen has a lot of potential as a motivating leader and I really want to see what she can help the team accomplish now that she's decided to stop being such a cunt."

Kathleen blushed with pride, giggled and squirmed against his hand.

"I have no problem working for Kathleen," I told her tits and my coworkers all agreed.

"I'm so happy! " our boss declared and hopped up and down to make her braless tits express her joy.

"Now, even though I'm still the boss, obviously Tim will be setting team priorities and goals," Kathleen explained. "That just makes sense, since he's so smart and I'm, like, totally not! If I hadn't been such a cunt before, I'd have taken advantage of Tim's genius to guide the team from day one! But we can't go back in time! At least, I think... we can't, can we Tim?"

"No time machine just yet," Tim admitted.

Kathleen shrugged and giggled.

"So past Kathleen will have to stay a cunt, but future Kathleen is going to lead this team towards meeting Tim's goals!" She said.

"So just because Kathleen is an easy boss now doesn’t mean the job will be," Tim clarified. "We still have to meet expectations for Corporate, at least for now, but I also have several side projects I could really use the whole team on."

"He's got this thing that helps you learn things, like, really fast!" Kathleen bragged. "I helped him test it!"

Tim grinned and shrugged.

"I think we'll keep that one a team secret for now," he said. "But there are other things we could bring to market with a bit more work. Okay, probably a lot more work."

"But that's where I come in!" Kathleen exclaimed.

"As your boss, I'm here to motivate you to work as hard as you can!" She said. "Not by being a cunt, but by being super motivational and making work fun! If a project is making you stressed, I'm gonna do whatever I can to relieve that stress! If you come in early or stay late to work on a project, I'm gonna reward you! And not with those stupid gift cards! And when a project goes well, we're gonna fucking celebrate all night long!"

"So, any questions about the new team organizational structure?" Tim asked.

We didn't have any questions, other than the obvious about how he thought he could get away with doing whatever it was he'd done to Kathleen. But I, for one, had realized that after her 'apology ' yesterday, there was no way I could claim innocence or ignorance. Our fates were intertwined with Tim's. We could just hope he knew what he was doing and enjoy Kathleen while it lasted.

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And enjoy her we did! We worked hard, as Tim said we would, but it was fun! We were engineers and Tim's projects were pushing the boundaries of what was possible and then breaking them! It was thrilling!

So were lunch breaks. Tim installed a brass pole in the conference room for Kathleen to entertain us.

The first one in to work and the last one to leave got to bend her over her desk, which now sported a condom dispenser. I still had no idea how we were getting away with this, but we were. Kathleen was all business on the phone and kept a jacket handy to hide her tits during video conferences. Corporate's only clue that anything had changed was that our productivity was up.

And even though we were doing more work for our corporate overlords, we were making steady progress on Tim's secret projects as well! Some of them were of questionable ethical utility, but we'd come to trust our mad genius. After a couple weeks, we found out he'd sold the specs of one of our devices to a foreign government that we were better off being unable to identify.

I found this out after inquiring about Debbie.

Debbie had strolled into my office and announced that she was my personal assistant and asked if she could assist me in the most personal way possible.

I'd gotten better about not questioning things since Kathleen's apology, but once Debbie was done blowing me, I did ask if Kathleen had hired her. She clarified that Tim had recruited her and she was being paid under the table, but that was cool because she really enjoyed doing things under tables. Or desks.

I asked where she had worked before and she giggled and confessed she didn't really remember much before yesterday, but she didn't mind. She was just happy to have landed her dream job!

When I asked Tim about her, that's when he told me about the sale, or rather longterm lease, that was paying for all four of us to have personal assistants. He was concerned that with only one Kathleen to go around, it might cause conflict within the team.

When I asked where he had found four stone cold foxes that dreamed of being personal assistants to horny engineers, he just smirked and shrugged and wandered off.

***

A week later, Kathleen approached me on her usual rounds, making sure none of us engineers were too stressed by our workload.

Her tits had gotten noticeably bigger since her attitude adjustment. I'd asked Tim about it and he'd pointed out that not every mad genius worked in engineering. Some worked in pharmaceuticals and were not opposed to a fair trade.

I took her up on her offer of a shoulder massage. It never occurred to me a month ago that I'd ever prefer that to a blowjob, but she's really good at it and leaning my head back to rest on her jugs is delicious. Not that I don't end up asking her to follow it up on her knees more often than not.

As she rubbed the knots out of my trapezius, she said, "Tim and I were talking about how impressed we both are by your work, Ryan. All the guys are great, of course, but you've really gone above and beyond!"

"Thank you, Kathleen, " I said, and chuckled. "You're just really good at motivating me, I guess. Best boss I ever had, really. "

"Aren’t you sweet!" She said, redoubling her efforts. "But seriously, Tim and I think we need to reward your attitude and work ethic. How would you like to take me home for the weekend?"

"Take you home for..." I said stupidly.

"For whatever you want, Silly!" She said. "Tim bought me a maid’s outfit for cleaning his place. I could pack that if you like! If you're interested, that is. I'm sure Tim can reward you in other ways if you prefer. But I really hope you pick me!"

"I, uh, yeah. That would be nice, Kathleen, " I said. "I pick you!"

She squealed. I grinned. Always a good idea to ingratiate yourself with the boss.

***

Friday evening I found her sitting on my desk with an overnight bag at her feet. The other engineers often competed with me to see who could work the latest and plow her bent over her desk before heading home, but they usually didn't try on Fridays, since we were all dating our personal assistants. Debbie had pouted when I told her to leave early, but she did as she was told as always.

Kathleen handed me a card.

"Thanks for all your hard work and dedication. Enjoy her! -Tim"

"Ready to take me home and fuck me?" She asked. "Or do you want to get dinner first? My treat!"

"How about you order delivery while I drive," I said.

"Perfect!" She agreed.

We got to my place 10 minutes before the mushu gai pan. She flirted with me all the way home and through dinner. It was different than how she was at work, less crazy office slut and more manic pixie dream girl. Like we were on a first date rather than her being prostituted as an employment perk.

At my place, she ducked into the bathroom with her bag. She emerged dressed in a maid's uniform in time to serve me dinner.

It was weird but fun. Different from the office. Yes, Kathleen would do just about anything any of us asked at work, but it was always clear that it was a break from work and a motivation to work harder. Here at my home, with the whole weekend ahead of us, I was able to really relax and enjoy her at a whole new level.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect of me fucking her repeatedly, oxytocin and all that, but at some point, I'd started to like Kathleen. Or at least the mindfucked puppet Tim had made of her. I encouraged her to knock off the maid routine and join me for dinner. Though I had her keep her the uniform on, because of course I did.

After opening the second bottle of wine, I broached subjects I maybe should have asked a lot earlier. How had people outside of work responded to her... changes?

She laughed out loud.

"Oh, Ryan! I didn't have anyone outside of work!" She said. "God, if you thought I was a cunt in the office, that was nothing compared to my personal life! I divorced my husband two years ago, I haven't talked to my parents or sister in months, my 'friends' haven't noticed that I haven't tried to connect in weeks. Finding Tim was the best thing that ever happened to me!"

I was pretty sure Tim had made her believe that. But as we chatted about our lives and proceeded to get very drunk, she did at least convince me that she'd been deeply unhappy before whatever Tim had done to her.

"You see, I could never really enjoy sex before, " she slurred. "It felt good but I also felt vulnerable and uncertain and dirty. Now, I can just enjoy it! Having five guys that wanna jus' fuck my brains out makes me feel so sexy and beautiful! And I don't have to feel in control so I can let myself just feel! It's awesome!"

She giggled and gulped down another glass of wine.

"Speaking of wish, I gotta tinkle before you fuck me!" She announced.

She giggled and walked off unsteadily towards the bathroom. She was in there a while and when she emerged she was wearing a lavender negligee and stilettos.

"You've been fucking me for weeks, Ryan," she said. "Iss about time you took me to bed."

"You're the boss, Kathleen, " I agreed and guided her to my bedroom.

Bending her over a desk or having her blow me while I leaned against one was fun, of course, but there's a reason fucking in bed is the standard.

Watching her ever growing tits bounce as she straddled and rode me was a delight. Lazily lying beside her and exploring her body afterwards with no work projects to hurry back to was also new. Despite the wine, I managed to get it up three times before we finally passed out.

And I woke up with her lips around my cock.

"Hope you don't mind," she said when she noticed I was awake. "Mr. Happy woke up before you."

I didn't mind and let her proceed.

It was a great weekend. Not just the sex. For a mind controled fuckdoll, Kathleen was actually very good company. As promised, she put back on the maid’s costume and cleaned my apartment, but I'm not a slob so it didn't take long, except for the break in the middle when I could resist fucking her against my refrigerator.

We spent a lazy weekend playing video games, binging shows and casually fucking. I'd probably work my ass off to get another weekend like it. Which was probably Kathleen's intent. Or Tim's at least. He was mindfucking as assuredly as he had our boss. OK, not really that much.

Sunday night, we turned in early, knowing we both needed to be back at work in the morning. I came out of the bathroom to find her kneeling on my bed nearly falling out of a red teddy she'd saved for our last night.

Damn! I ravished her. She enjoyed being ravished quite vocally.

In the afterglow, stroking her hair as she lay on my chest, I finally broached the subject I'd been going back and forth on all weekend.

"Kathleen, should I feel... guilty? For taking advantage of you like this?" I asked.

"Of course not, Ryan," she said. "You taking advantage of me is all part of Tim's plan! No reason to feel guilty about that!"

That was not what I was expecting. I thought she'd deny I was taking advantage of her, assure me she was doing this of her own free will, even though it was ridiculous to think so. Still, I thought having her say so would make me feel better. But she just made it weirder.

"What... what is Tim's plan?" I asked.

"We can never really know Tim's plan, Ryan," she said. "We just trust that he has one! Tim has a plan for all of us! Tim loves us and wants us to be happy! We just need to have faith and trust in Tim!"

I let that sit and the silence grow awkward. Awkward for me, at least. Kathleen seemed perfectly content.

"Kathleen," I said at last. "Do you think Tim is God?"

She burst out laughing and I blushed at jumping to such a conclusion. Until she stopped laughing.

"Of course Tim is God, Silly! " She said. "Isn’t it obvious? Tim knows what's best for all of us and we're only truly happy and fulfilled when we submit to His will!"

"I...uh... oh..." I said brilliantly.

"I know not everyone has found Tim yet," Kathleen said, stroking my cock. "But I think everyone will eventually! "

And she slid down and started giving me a luxurious blowjob. Questions of ethics and philosophy dissolved away before the torrent of her mouth.

"Oh God!" I exclaimed.

And if at some point that night it came out as "Oh Tim!", let's just call it a slip of the tongue.

[itrafk]

No more doubts doll...

Embrace your hypnokink ✨