Rita stood in her office gazing through the full-sized window as she berated her assistant. “Why don’t I have any information before going into this meeting?” She turned, radiating displeasure. “I can’t just go in and tell my boss that I can’t figure out why we’ve lost so much this quarter. What the fuck do I pay you for anyway?”
The mousy redhead bowed her head in shame. “I’m sorry. I have the information, I just wasn’t able to figure it out yet. I know we’re showing a loss, but our sales are increasing!”
Rita turned, loving how her big green eyes grew when she was scared. “Fine, I can buy us time, but you need to know that if I lose my job then you will too. You can’t always get a slap on the wrist no matter how much I love you.” Rita smirked as she snuck her hand down the girl’s pants. “In fact, you should show me how sorry you are, Piper.”
Her soft pink lips turned to a frown. “But Sylvia will be back soon.”
Rita tickled her clit beneath her garments. “What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her. Besides, I could get you fired if I wanted to. I could make your life a living hell… If I wanted.” She slipped a finger inside. They stood, inches apart as they both panted heavily.
There was a knock at the door. Piper’s eyes grew as she gripped Rita’s wrist. “It’s her!”
“It’s okay, just get under the desk.” Her assistant got on her knees and crawled underneath the desk. Rita sat in the chair and hiked up her cream colored, knee-length skirt. She slid her panties aside. “You better at least eat me out while you’re down there.” She beckoned the visitor inside. Sure enough, it was her jealous significant other.
“Yes, Sylvia?” Rita poked the girl trapped under her desk.
“Where is she?”
“Who?” Rita leaned forward and rested on her elbows as she felt Piper’s warm tongue searching its way through her crevice.
“That redheaded skank!” Sylvia checked the office bathroom.
“You’re being paranoid.” Rita had to close her eyes as she felt the warmth pass over her button.
The chubby girl paced across the office looking for any possible hiding space. She glanced behind the couch before her eyes set on the desk. “Just tell me!” She started in their direction.
Rita sat up, placing her arms upon her desk. “Sylvia, you will stop this right now! You better pop that blouse and let me put my face between those massive tits right now or I will have to punish you later!”
Sylvia halted. She pondered the situation before she lowered her head in shame. “Yes, mistress.” She unbuttoned her blouse and allowed it to drop to the floor. She unhooked her large bra and released her hefty F-cup breasts. Rita motioned her forward and patiently waited for her to lean over the desk. Planting her face between the huge mounds of fat, Rita licked them slowly. I might not like the woman anymore, but I never get tired of her tits. Rita moaned as her partner smushed her breasts around her face. Little does she know that I have someone taking care of me down below.
Rita leaned back, smiling smugly at her partner. “You had better stop accusing me of such things or I will get upset.” Rita reached forward and pinched Sylvia’s nipples. Tugging them in circles, Sylvia groaned, in pain as her massive melons were pulled in different directions. Rita let go and slapped each one separately. She scooted forward in her chair, allowing Piper to push her tongue deeper. She could feel orgasm creeping closer. Piper certainly knows how to please a girl! Rita grabbed the massive tits in front of her and squeezed as she put her face back between them.
Someone else knocked on the door. The tongue in her privates stopped suddenly and Sylvia pulled away, uncertain of what to do. Frustrated, Rita hurriedly motioned for Sylvia to put her top back on. “Come in.”
Alyssa stepped in. She looks just like her mother. Both were chubby with epic tits, but Alyssa still has youth on her side and she is not nearly as big as Sylvia. She was from Sylvia’s first relationship, before she started liking women. And those gorgeous blue eyes look so defiant, I’d love to break her. Maybe I’ll have to try that soon, Piper is getting kind of boring. Rita moved her leg beneath the desk, pulling the girl’s head back into her wet lower lips.
Alyssa’s head turned to the bra lying upon the floor, which was obviously way too big to be Rita’s. She gave a disappointed glare to her mother. I bet she can see those hard nips as well as I can! “I came in to tell Mom that she has a phone call from Dad.” Sylvia hung her head in shame as she retrieved her bra from the floor and stepped out of the room. Alyssa turned to follow, but Rita stopped her.
“Hold on, I want to talk with you.” Rita reached below the desk, as if scratching. She pulled the girl’s head back between her legs.
Alyssa huffed as she pushed the door closed, staying inside. “Yes?”
“I know you don’t appreciate our relationship, but I keep you employed here as a favor to your mother. You do fine work for her, but I do not want to have any problems, understand?”
Sylvia looked into her eyes as she spoke, “I don’t like what you do, because you treat her like garbage, but I will be professional. I won’t let it get in the way of my job.”
Rita opened her mouth, breathing heavily. “Good. I wouldn’t want it any other way.” She fought to hide the sensations as Piper licked her discreetly. Rita leaned to the side and gripped the corner of the desk. Piper was hitting the right spot now. “I just want to… maintain a professional environment. You can… go now.”
Alyssa’s eyes narrowed. “What’s wrong?”
“N-nothing, I’m fine.” Rita couldn’t hold back as Piper licked her furiously. Her face twisted with delight as she felt the wave of euphoria.
Alyssa watched with confusion as she stepped closer. “Are you sure you are okay?” Stepping around the desk, she peered beneath to see the girl ‘assisting’ her. “What the fuck are you-”
Rolling back, Rita adjusted her undergarments and sat back with a lazy confidence. “Piper, you got us caught.” The meek girl crawled out and wiped her mouth. Rita regained her composure. “Get out, we’ll discuss this later.” Piper made the march of shame out the door. With just the two of them left, Rita leaned to the side, resting her chin upon her hand in an uncaring pose. “You won’t say a word of this to Sylvia or I will fire both of you.”
“You can’t just fire us for no reason. I should turn you in to HR!”
“No, you won’t. Piper is my toy and she will agree that this is a private matter. Your Mom will too. You better learn to accept this or I will make your life a living hell! Or… you could give me a little something and we’ll all be happy.”
“You’re seriously trying to get me to cheat on my mother with you right after I caught you cheating on her with someone else? What is wrong with you?”
Rita smirked, showing a dimple in her cheek. “When you put it like that it… I don’t think you understand the power I have here and how little proof you have. I support you both entirely and if something happens to me then all of us suffer. Don’t do something stupid!”
Alyssa stopped herself, thinking about what she said. “You’re a miserable bitch.”
“Yes, but I’m the devil you know. I want to be with your mother, but I have other needs that she just can’t satiate.”
“Fuck.” Alyssa shook her head. “Fine. Are we done?”
“I think so. See you at home tonight.”
Her boss passed by with a couple of minions in tow. Cassie tried to ignore them as she made her way to the lunchroom. She took her meal from the refrigerator and sat down with her coworkers. As usual, they were talking candidly about their sex lives.
Lindsay, the girl with the big blue eyes and fake tits giggled. “I don’t know what I was dreaming, but I woke up soaking wet down there!”
“Must have been something good.” The plucky blonde girl shared in the amusement. She turned to Cassie. “What’s up?”
She scratched her leg, remembering her own dream about the spiders. “Nothing. Sounds like you had quite a night, Lindsay.”
Her eyes lit up, “Oh yeah, I remember bits and pieces. I think I felt something… inside of me. I must be pretty damn horny!”
“You know, it’s been a whole three hours since you’re last romp!” Fiona joked.
“Oh, shut up. Just because I enjoy sex doesn’t make me a slut!” Lindsay’s breasts shook with laughter.
Cassie’s smile faded as she looked to Alisha, who sat sullenly stabbing at her yogurt. “What’s the matter?”
She suddenly realized they were all staring at her. “Oh, nothing, just thinking.”
Fiona leaned in, “Come on, we’re just messing around.”
“It’s not that.” Alisha looked unusually somber. “I just think I’m getting fat.”
They all hesitated, knowing she had recovered from an eating disorder. “You are not getting fat. You’re the smallest one here. You’re even tinier than Fiona!” Cassie motioned to the petite blonde.
Alisha studied her. “I guess, but hearing you guys talk about sex just reminds me that I can’t find a boyfriend.” The fit young black girl sighed.
“Are you kidding? You can’t find men if you’re not looking. What do you do for fun outside of work?” Lindsay questioned.
She shook her head. “Not much, I am shy.”
“Well, we’re not, so it looks like a night on the town is in order!”
Cassie put a hand on her face. “This is going to end badly, isn’t it?”
“We’ll be nice. We can find a good guy for her. I mean, she is pretty damn hot!” Lindsay gestured.
Alisha gave an innocent smile. “I don’t know. It sounds like…”
“Nope, we won’t hear it. Tomorrow night we’re going clubbing.” Fiona grinned.
“And maybe you’ll find that ‘big package’ you’re always looking for.” The buxom woman ribbed.
Now Fiona blushed. “Shhh,” she couldn’t stop a laugh, “Not so loud!”
Cassie enjoyed the scene. She would enjoy a night to unwind. She felt her phone vibrate; it was a message from Alyssa. We need to talk, still interested in my research? Looking at her friends, Cassie knew she wasn’t the only one who wanted Rita gone. It’s shaping up to be a good week.
She stood, staring at herself in the mirror. “You okay, Trisha?” Dianne stepped through the door.
“Yeah, I just…” She continued in a whisper. “I just found out I was pregnant a few days ago.”
“Congratulations!” Dianne beamed.
“Well, thank you, but I’m not sure I want to keep it.” She washed her hands despondently. “I mean, I want a kid, but the father turned out to be a real douche.”
Dianne gave an understanding nod. “I’ll let you in on a secret – I’m pregnant too.” Trisha congratulated her with a forced smile. “But, I’ve had four miscarriages before, so who knows if this one will last. We keep trying, but there is always that lingering fear. I think I’m too old to try again after this one.” Trisha didn’t know how to respond. “You do what you want, but just think about yourself and your baby. He isn’t important in that equation.”
“I just don’t see how I could raise I kid alone. I’m not ready.”
“No one is ever ready, they just figure it out as they go along.” Dianne had a hopeful smile “Look at Claudia: when her son died, she gave up. She shut herself off from her husband until they split and she decided to be alone.” Dianne tightened her lips. “My point is that life is precious. You have to do what you want and fuck everyone else!”
Trisha gave a radiating smile. “I see what you mean. I’ll have to think about it.”
“And I am always here to help you if you need it, one way or the other.” They turned and embraced one another.
“Thank you.” Trisha said goodbye and headed back to her cubicle. A fragile redhead turned in her chair. “What can I do for you, Heidi?”
She stood with annoyance, holding a folder. “I have a favor to ask of you. Think you can gather the facts and show her by Monday?”
Trisha skimmed through the documents. “Yeah, I think I can. Monica will be pissed.”
“Of course, but I think after seeing this we all just want that bitch gone.”
It was nearly three o’clock when Heidi came in. Monica leaned back in her chair, weary after the long day of interviews. “So, we now have signed statements by four employees dealing with sexual misconduct and we have financial documents detailing how she siphoned money over the past three years. I feel this is a very open and shut case.”
Heidi’s thin lips curved up. “I’m glad you agree. Trisha and I both feel Cassie would make a good replacement. And perhaps move Sylvia into that spot.”
Monica’s stoic eyes locked with hers as she nodded. “Fine. I trust you with it. Take care of Rita and move Cassie and Sylvia up. Anything else?”
“No, I think that will cover it. Thank you.”
After she left, Monica rejoiced in her mind. It worked. Everyone hated that dominant bitch and nobody will look past that to see where the rest of the money went. Piper had falsified the deposit slips on a few random deposits before handing them to Rita to deposit. Once in the second account, Sylvia would purchase items and have them shipped to a P.O. Box. There, Piper would disguise herself and discreetly get the items before giving it to one of them. In all, they probably spent 50,000 over the course of three years.
Rita will not have a clue and those two will have plenty of money to get by if they sell their spoils. I get my share too. She opened the wall safe and retrieved the simple black metal crown. I have to hide this for a while before I resell it. She remembered the article that accompanied the item. ‘This one of a kind circlet is from a forgotten tribe of unknown origins. The Crown of Nightmares forged in the name of Acharon, a god that symbolized death. The tale is etched in the extremely rare metal, deciphered using a variant of Latin. A priest would wear it to manipulate dreams of their followers. This is a collector’s item and not meant to be worn! Buyer beware!’
It was more enjoyable than she had imagined. It cost 12,000 dollars once the auction was finished, and she mostly bid as a laugh, but the damned thing actually seemed to work. She would resell it eventually, fetching a hefty price for the almost unknown metal, but for now, she would have her fun privately. If you knew something had this ability, why the hell would you sell it? I guess I can’t say much.
She recalled the numerous dreams she had experienced over the past few weeks. When wearing it she could manipulate countless coworkers and place them into whatever predicament she desired. It always ends in the basest form of pleasure.I love seeing huge monsters fucking helpless women. I love seeing their darkest fears manifested, seeing those coy whores getting their just desserts. Maybe I’ll have to find some others to fuck with once these women get boring. She felt her heart flutter. Thanks for the gift, Rita.
Monica decided to take an early day. Passing down the hall she saw the characters from her dreams. “Hey, Brandi.” The shy girl waved. What role will I have her play tonight? Maybe I should branch out from a fantasy setting and try something in space or maybe in a hospital theme. I don’t really know if there is a greater purpose to messing with everyone’s dreams, but I am loving it more and more. She grinned nefariously as she stepped into the elevator. The doors closed and she could see her reflection. She didn’t care that she had gained a little weight over the past few months. She could make herself into anything she wanted in the dreams. Maybe I won’t sell it after all.