Deal-Breaker

Smiling for the camera-phone, Lana and Vicky blinked as it flashed and their boss Mr Green put it away after checking the image.

"There we are ladies, your first official photograph as fully employed members of my department. Your internship is over - you both made it onto the team."

The girls smiled and hugged excitedly. "Oh my gosh Lana, I can't believe we did it," giggled Vicky.

"I always knew you'd get onto the team," smiled Lana, "I was just worried I wouldn't make it."

"Don't be dumb," laughed Vicky, "Even if you hadn't been capable - I'd have helped pull you up behind me. We're work sisters for life!"

Lana and Vicky were the same age and had even attended the same college, but they couldn't be more different.  Whilst both capable and well educated, Vicky was a powerhouse of confidence, capability and skill whilst Lana was far more shy and anxious about everything. 

Even physically they were very different.  Vicky was busty and pretty - she looked good in anything, including the tasteful dresses and business suits she wore to the office.  Lana was pretty enough, but she lacked the confidence to show it. She was skinnier and flat chested than her friend, a little taller and with shy, mousy body language unlike the poise and precision that Vicky showed with every movement. Vicky moved like a ballet dancer - Lana moved like a rodent.

Despite their differences, the two of them had hit it off and become friends immediately, helping each other with the often challenging internship in the company - and so far it had paid off at helping them both progress.

"That reminds me ladies," grinned Jack Green their handsome thirty year old boss. "It might seem a little early to be considering promotion, but I've just lost Rebecca and there really isn't anyone else suitable within the department.  I'm looking for someone to take a promotion to assistant-supervisor and I'd like you both to consider it.  An instant promotion could start one of you on the path to senior leadership very early in your careers and I'm satisfied you're both more than competent."

The girls looked at each other and Lana saw the immediate flash of ambition in Vicky's eyes.  She felt her heart sink as she saw a vision of her talented and ambitious friend rising rapidly through the ranks, becoming a powerful office bitch.  In her vision, future-Vicky looked at Lana with pity and contempt as she continued to scratch in a living in the position she had never escaped from. She knew it was inevitable. Vicky was just so much... better... than her.

"We'll both apply," said Vicky firmly and with a wink to Lana.  "Even if one of us is immediately going to end up working for the other - we're in this together till the end."

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Stifling a yawn, Lana looked at the clock and groaned.  Vicky had gone hours ago - all her work complete, whilst Lana was still here battling through boring paperwork. The problem was that although they were both as equally smart, Lana found she had to put in extra time just to keep up with her talented friend.  Somehow Vicky was just more organised and efficient. Lana couldn't believe how fast she seemed to be able to work. It was another area where she felt inadequate.

The job interview was in a couple of days and if she had any chance she needed to prove she could at least perform as well as Vicky - even if that meant putting in unpaid over-time.  Part of her wanted to quit now and just pull out, but she knew Vicky would be mad if she did.  Her friend wouldn't accept her just quitting without giving it a shot.

As she thought about her friend, she felt a burning ember of jealousy and irritation which she tried to supress. She sometimes felt like Vicky was pushing her to do things she didn't want to do. Did she even want to apply for this stupid promotion? She screwed her eyes shut and worked hard to combat the feeling of anger deep inside. Vicky was always so lovely to her, such a good friend... it was wrong for her to feel negative about her, but she sometimes couldn't help it.  She would strive to do better. "Vicky is my friend, I need to focus more on myself and how I can improve," she whispered aloud.

"She's only pretending to be your friend so she can control you," purred a voice from the doorway and Lana shrieked as she jumped in her chair.

"R...Rachel," she gasped. "I didn't know you were there."

Standing in a cloud of expensive perfume, her tight inappropriate office clothing clinging to every curve, Rachel Smith smirked and with a clip clop of high heels strutted into Lana's office like she owned it.  With a sneer she pushed over a pile of Vicky's carefully organised paperwork and laughed as it crashed to the floor and went everywhere.

"Whoops," she laughed.

Lana felt her heart pounding with fear as the older woman approached.  Rachel was nearly forty and even though she looked amazing for her age - you could still see the tiny crows feet and wrinkles on her once perfect skin.  There was just a little bit too much makeup now... the signs of a woman desperate to cling onto her youth. 

She was both the office slut and the office bully.  The men loved her because she was flirty and available - according to rumour she'd sucked and fucked her way to her position.  Girls hated her because to them she was a cruel and manipulative bully. She seemed to enjoy dominating the younger women in the office - and had been nothing but a bitch to Lana and Vicky.

"Miss Smith," stuttered Lana, "I was just... ummmm, I was just thinking aloud."

"I know what you were doing you dumb bitch," grinned Rachel as she shut the door to the office and locked it with a click. "You were thinking about how fucked you are in that interview you have coming up.  Little Miss Perfect is going to shit all over you and the worst bit is you're just going to take it."

She advanced on Lana, her bra creaking as her massive tits swung heavily in time to her movements. "Like I said - that little slut knows exactly what she's doing.  You don't really think she's your friend do you loser?"

"She is my friend," hyper-ventilated Lana as Rachel loomed over her and placed her long nailed fingers on the desk.

"Awwwww honey, you're so fucking naïve it's hilarious. Vicky knows she's better than you. She just likes having a little bitch around to make her look even better when she performs well.  She uses you all the time. Don't believe me?  Well think about this whole interview bullshit. You probably didn't want to even apply for the job... but Vicky knows it would look bad if she was the only candidate. She'd rather manipulate you into putting in for the job, knowing full well she can kick your ass anytime, so that she has some 'competition' and it appears she got the job on merit and for not being the only candidate."

Lana squirmed. She hated what Rachel was saying, but to her horror it was suddenly hitting home. As she thought about it, she realised that Vicky's motivation for them both to apply for the job might well be that it would make her look better when she won.

"She is also thinking about how to keep you on board and nice and submissive once she can lord it over you. There will be no resentment from you as you'll assume she's better because she got the job.  It's all part of the way she controls you."

Rachel flicked back her long silky hair and leant forward.  Lana could see right down her cleavage now and felt jealous.  Imagine having tits like that!

"Think back Lana, you've been groomed by this bitch since you were at college.  I bet she's always told you what to do and what to think. I bet the idea to apply for an internship even came from her right?  The moment Vicky met you, she realised you might be a threat. You're clever and you could be pretty if you wanted to be. She made herself your friend so she could neutralise you.  I bet she's constantly reminding you of how unconfident and dweeby you are, but it's okay because she'll help you and guide you.  Reverse compliments designed to eat away your self confidence and make you defer to her natural authority."

Lana began to sob.  "N...no it isn't true.  Wh...why are you even here, why are you saying these horrible things?"

Rachel threw back her head and laughed. "Haha, at last we get to the crux of it.  You have something I want Lana and I have something you want. I want to make a deal with you."

Lana blinked as Rachel pulled a wad of papers from inside her blouse and threw them onto the desk in front of her.  It was a contract of some-kind written on very old paper and with a space for signatures. Rachel's was already on the page.

"You're fucked Lana.  You have zero chance of getting that promotion.  You're a pathetic, unconfident, nervous wreck of a girl and your 'friend' has manoeuvred you perfectly. It would takes years now to break her conditioning and realise your full potential. Once she gets that job, she'll just make it worse. Ten years from now you'll be helping to do her accounts whilst you listen to her banging her rich husband upstairs in her luxury mansion with two SUV's on the drive.  And that's the life that COULD be yours.  The life you truly want."

Lana shivered as Rachel leaned forward and she saw the burning light of ambition in her eyes. "It's also the life I want bitch.  I worked hard to get where I am... I did whatever it took, but it was a different time and a different age. I could only get so far and it took me years to develop the experience and skills I needed. If I had my time over again - I could become a CEO this time.  I want to be young and pretty again. I want to have my knowledge and experience inside a hot young body with a tight pussy.  I'll be unstoppable. That's why I propose a merger."

Lana's eyes widened as Rachel pushed the contract in front of her.  "Years ago, I found these old contracts hidden in a filing cabinet. I've been saving them for a day like today. They're magic contracts and all you have to do is sign on the dotted line and I'll be able to merge with you.  With me inside you - you'll smash that interview and I'll get us everything we both ever wanted."

Running her hands down her body, Rachel smiled. "If you read the small print, you'll see that you'll inherit all my best features - including these big tits I've seen you admiring. Wouldn't it feel good to have these babies on YOUR chest?  Don't you want to know how it feels to be a hot powerful bitch. Together, we'll be unstoppable."

Lana whimpered as Rachel slid a pen into her hand. "Sign it bitch. Sign it and embrace your true destiny. If you don't - I'll go find that bitch Vicky and when she and I merge, she'll be even more powerful. You know she won't turn down any opportunity to become even more dominant. This is your only chance to stop her and get what you want. Merge with me bitch..."

Lana's hand shook as she signed the contract. She felt like she was in a dream - she had always been easy to bully and Rachel was too forceful.  This was insane!

"Ohhhh yes," groaned Rachel as she shivered in some sort of twisted delight. "You just made the best decision of your life.  Now... lets shake hands on our deal."

Rachel held out a long nailed hand and Lana grasped it. Immediately she felt a hot tingle running through her body and she groaned as an erotic fire burst into life. Suddenly Rachel was dissolving, melting, emptying.  Her flesh was turning to ink - like than on the contract - which now flowed and swam across Lana's skin and streamed into her mouth.  She groaned - gagging and choking as hot black ink pumped and pulsed into her and she gasped and groaned for breath.

glug, glug, glug

Lana's throat pulsed as Rachel flowed into her and pushed her way deep into the younger woman's body. Button's pinged and ripped off her blouse as Lana's flat chest exploded out and with a moan of lust she threw her head back as her hips cracked out and her ass expanded.  She shuddered in delight as elegant pink nails sprang from her fingers and her makeup darkened and turned sexier.  

"Yes... YES! Merge with me you FUCKING BITCH," laughed Lana manically as grabbed her new boobs and groaned with pleasure. "These are MY tits now!"

That's right you little slut... you like me inside you don't you? whispered Rachel's gloating voice in Lana's overwhelmed mind.

Let my personality flow into you too.  Let me take more control.

Ripping her panties to one side, Lana grinned as she played with her wet pussy and nodded happily. "Yessss, do whatever you need to make me a bitch like you. I LOVE how this feels.  This is the best deal I ever made, that bitch Vicky is going to regret ever using me."

As she felt Rachel's cruel, manipulative evil flow into her mind and twist everything she had once been to make her a complete and utter bitch... Lana began to cum...

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Smiling at the picture of his wife and kids on the desk, Jack finished adjusting the last few questions for the interviews and began to shut off his computer.  He had always been a bit of a perfectionist - not that in this case he should worry too much.  It almost seemed a waste to spend so much time preparing the interview when Vicky was obviously going to walk home with the job. He was just glad that Lana had decided to put in for it too.  She was a good worker and if she just had a bit more confidence, could easily compete with her more successful friend.

Hearing a knock at the door, he raised an eyebrow in surprise. He couldn't believe anyone was still here at the office.

"Come in," he said uncertainly.

The door opened and in walked Lana.

For a second Jack's brain struggled to compute with what he was seeing.  The woman in front of him certainly looked like Lana, and yet she seemed almost completely different.  Her body seemed different to him... curvier and more dangerous in ways that thrilled him. Her body language was confident... sexy and hot. She flashed him a wicked smile as she advanced and tossed her hair back.

"Working late boss?"

"Errr, yes... I was just finishing off some paperwork. Can I help you Lana?"

"Ohhhhh yes. I think you can help me.  In fact I think we can help each other."

Unbuttoning her blouse, Lana reached out and took the photo of Jack's family and turned it face down onto his desk. 

He gulped...

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"YES! Fuck me... fuck me like a slut!" groaned Lana as she pushed back onto Jack's big dick with hot wet slaps and he grunted and groaned, slapping her bouncing ass with his hand.  He had thrown her over his desk and the whole thing was creaking ominously as he banged her with hard powerful strokes.

He slapped her ass again, and she giggled at the contact, his handprint on her plump perfect butt cheeks making him even harder. He grunted as he pumped deeper and deeper into her air-tight pussy, feeling pleasure like nothing before or since.

"Fuck, how are you so tight?" he groaned, fighting the urge to cum and trying not to lose control.

"Mmmmmh, feels good doesn't it?" she giggled. "Fuck me like a whore Jack."

"YES!" he growled.  "I don't know what got into you Lana, but I LOVE it."

"Haha, I love it too," groaned Lana.  "I knew you were a dirty cheating bastard Jack and now I can be your little office fuck-toy. You know you need to do this again with me.  I'll be your Mistress and let you do this to me all the time... I just need one little thing in return."

"Uuuugh, anything," he groaned as she deliberately threw her ass back and looked at him with a slutty grin.

"Cum inside me first and then I'll tell you what I want," she purred as he began to explode. 

"Oh fuck Lana... anything you want," he groaned as he shot the biggest load of his life into the writhing slut on his cock.

"Mmmmmh, ohhh yes good boy..."

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Yawning tiredly Vicky took a swig from her coffee and used her I.D card to bypass the security guard at the front desk.  She was often the earliest one here. She would get to work hours before everyone else and put in some unpaid overtime - it was one of her secrets.  Everyone thought she was some sort of genius for getting all her work done, but the secret was, she was often already several hours ahead of the others.  

It came as some surprise then to find that the lights to her office were already on.  Walking inside, her mouth dropped open as she saw a figure sat at the thus far empty assistant-supervisors desk. 

"Good morning Vicky," sneered Lana as she finished carefully filing a nail. "You're in early."

"L...Lana... what the fuck?" gasped Vicky as she took in her friends new appearance. "Wh... what's happened to you?"

"Oh. I just got a little upgrade," purred Lana as she put her feet on the desk. Vicky's eyes widened as she saw her friend was now wearing six inch heels. How the fuck could she even walk in those?

"Just like I also got the promotion."

Tossing a clipboard over, Vicky picked it up and saw there was an memo attached. It announced that the interview tomorrow had been cancelled as Mr Green had decided to fill the position with an internal promotion and therefore there was no need for any interviews. Lana had been given the post.

"WHAT! What the fuck is this?" gasped Vicky her hands shaking as Lana laughed.

"Oh - that's not even the best of it," giggled Lana as she turned to her computer and began to type. "It turns out there was an admin error on your internship papers. You should never have been given a permanent job here after all - but luckily Jack and I spotted the error and rectified it. I'm afraid your employment is terminated."

"WHAT!  NO!"  

Two burly security guards suddenly appeared as if by magic.  Lana had already briefed them and before Vicky could object they had her by her elbows and were walking her off the premises.

"Better luck with your next job loser," cackled Lana as she threw back her head and laughed - her heavy new tits bouncing with glee.

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Jack moaned as he finished unloading over Lana's face.  They were in his private office suite supposedly in a business meeting, but they'd just spent the last hour with the phone off the hook as they fucked like animals.

Lana was dressed like an office whore as usual.  The sheer black stockings, tiny black skirt and scandalous blouse she wore barely covered up her perfect young body and now naked except for the stockings and dripping in cum she had never looked hotter.

"We... ugggh should really get back to work," groaned Jack as Lana licked up his cum like it was cream and laughed at his concerned expression.

"Relax baby.  We have people to do that for us. Since I hired more interns our productivity has increased and since I managed to make it so they don't get paid anymore - our department is now the most successful in the whole company.  That leaves us plenty of time to fuck and enjoy ourselves.  Why don't you ring that bitch secretary of yours and get her to book us into a hotel and spa.  We can have dinner together then spend all night fucking whilst your wife thinks you're on a business trip."

Jack nodded slowly.  It was a good idea and his cock twitched at the thought of fucking Lana again. It didn't seem to matter how often he was inside her, he always wanted more. 

"Yes, I'll do that."

"Good. I'll go clean up whilst you make the arrangements."

See how easy it is to get what we want?

Lana purred happily to herself and nodded.  Rachel was right. Rachel was always right.  Ever since their merger her life had been getting better and better.  At first Lana had been reluctant to give the other personality inside her too much control, but it just felt better and better to go along with what Rachel wanted. Lana had slowly given her more and more control and sometimes it now felt like she was the subconscious personality and Rachel was in control.

When she opened her mouth it was Rachel's words that came out. When she sucked dick, it was Rachel's tongue that did the work.  When she got fucked in the ass, it was Rachel's muscles that moved her hips up and down to go deeper.  The more she merged with her old bully, the more Lana liked what was happening to her.

Anxiety, guilt, fear and self-loathing were all emotions she no longer felt. She was numb to anything but pleasure and cruelty.  Being a hot bitch who got everything she wanted just felt so good... and things could only keep getting better.

The cum cleaned off her perfect skin, Lana began to get dressed... then suddenly the phone began to ring.  Frowning she lifted the receiver. 

"Hello?"

It was Head Office...

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"Lana... hello.  A pleasure to meet you," purred the immaculately dressed woman in front of Lana as she entered the office.

"I'm Angela - the Chief Supervisor for this department.  Jack works for me and he's told me so much about you."  Angela's smile was a million mega-watts of white perfect teeth and empathy.  Lana instantly knew she was in deep shit.

For the first time since the merger - Lana felt fear.  She knew exactly what she was dealing with here. Everyone had heard of Angela Jones - the feared chief supervisor. She basically ran operations for the entire Atlantic sea-board and had a reputation for being a completely and utterly ruthless bitch.

Angela seemed nice... she was all smiles and teeth... but behind that grin was the eyes of a predator.  Angela was exactly the kind of woman Rachel had always dreamed of being... and she was incredibly dangerous.

"Lana as you know," began Angela as she tapped her teeth with her pen. "It's my job to make sure that our company runs efficiently and ethically.  I've been very pleased to see the huge profits your department has been making since we put you in charge under Jack."

"Thank you Ms Jones," coughed Lana - her usual bitchy confidence subdued as she felt her heart thudding.

"Unfortunately I do have one little problem.  Recently an ex-employee launched an unfair dismissal case. When we started to look into it - we found a number of... irregularities. Both you and Jack appear to have meddled in internal processes and I'm afraid I've been sent here to put things right."

The kind smile vanished from Angela's face and she leant forward with a cold sneer instead.

"The fact is you're finished Lana.  I know all about what you've been up to here. Turning Jack from one of my most loyal and ethical managers into your little toy... abusing the intern program, feathering your own nests. Luckily for you, you've covered your tracks well and the company can't afford the scandal. However, you're done... you're finished... you're FIRED."

Lana gasped and leapt to her feet. "You can't do this to ME! Who do you think you are?"

"Who do I think I am?" laughed Angela calmly rising to her feet and making Lana feel tiny somehow. "I'm the bitch who has all the power here. You may be Queen of your own little domain, but I outrank you and I can do what I like. You're fired... immediately. Go get your things."

As she spoke the words, Lana was suddenly hit by a spasm of pain.  She gasped and groaned, her body itching and her skin rippling. "N... nooo what's happening to me."

In a locked safe several feet away, the contract Lana and Rachel had signed began to glow. A clause at the bottom of the contract began to hiss. 

Deal-breaker clause. If the employee should be terminated from the company, the merger will end and the possessor will be entitled to full compensation from the company.

Backing away in alarm, Angela's mouth dropped open as she watched Lana vomit up black ink. It gushed out of her mouth pooling on the floor in a sentient puddle.  

"Noooooo," gagged Lana, trying to catch the ink and suck it back up.  "Don't leave me... I need your power!"

As the ink came out of her, Lana's firm breasts deflated, her body became skinny and weak... Angela gasped as she watched the bitchy whore who had walked into her office become a scared little intern again.

"What the hell is going on?" she cried as the puddle of ink flowed towards her... yearning and reaching eagerly.  With the contract broken - the company now owed Rachel a new body and she had found the perfect host.

There was no need for consent this time... no need to share. Angela was going to become Rachel whether she liked it or not.

Hot black ink flowed up Angela's legs and vanished up her skirt as it pushed into her pussy and flowed into her body.  She groaned, her eyes rolling up into her head as she started to cum.

Yessss, that's it become ME.  Let me evil bitchiness make you even more powerful. You're already a confident, powerful woman. With me inside you we'll be a Goddess.

"Yesssssss," hissed Angela as her tits began to swell and grow and her body began to transform to become a perfect vessel for Rachel's hot evil.

"YES! BIGGER BIGGER," screamed Angela in unholy delight as her bra snapped and her massive new tits burst free. She felt so powerful and evil as the last of the ink flowed into her and Rachel took control.

Rachel hefted her massive breasts and laughed in triumph as she absorbed Angela's memories and knowledge into herself.  Now she was the supervisor... now she was the Goddess.

"What's the matter Lana," gloated Rachel as she advanced on her former host. "Aren't you pleased I got a promotion?  It was fun being you, but this is even better. As Angela Jones I will be fucking unstoppable."

"Ple...please," sobbed Lana as Rachel loomed over her. "I want to be like you again, I want to be a bitch."

"Hahaha, without me you're nothing," gloated Rachel. "Why would I leave this host and become you again?  You're nothing and I don't need you anymore.  I finally got everything I ever wanted. I'm hot, rich, powerful and no one can stop me."

Lana whimpered and backed away as Rachel advanced... her massive new tits bouncing with every step.

"But don't worry Lana. Weak little bitches like you still have their uses.  Here is what you're going to do..."

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Jack grunted as he fucked his boss and she groaned in pleasure, her giant tits flopping with every thrust. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to pound a Goddess like Angela.  He'd been taken aback when Lana had been demoted back to being an intern and had seemingly lost her interest in him... but the lust for cheating that had been awakened in him by her had quickly been satisfied when Angela seduced him.  Her pussy felt even better than Lana's had and he was addicted to her massive breasts and huge ass.

"Yes Jack, that's a good boy - fuck me."

"Shit Angela, it's so hot to cheat with you at the office."

"Isn't it just... keep pounding me and maybe I'll give you a pay raise."

"Yes boss," he grinned.  "But shouldn't we get back to work soon?"

"Don't worry about it," she smirked. "My new apprentice has it under control."

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Watching with a cruel smirk on her lips, Vicky glowered at the interns as they went to work. She tapped her long nailed fingers against the desk as they cowered in fear... a gift from Angela and to help her become more like her boss.

Angela had been great for Vicky. She'd helped to teach her to supress the remaining pure instincts inside her and embrace her inner bitch. All that mattered was to get what you wanted and day by day, instruction by instruction - Angela was teaching Vicky to be a bigger bitch.

She'd been grateful when Angela had rehired her, explaining there had been an internal investigation and she had been cleared.  She'd been given the promotion that should have been hers and now ran the interns with a fist of iron, increasing productivity a thousand fold.

She had all the interns working hard at their desks... well... all except one.

Glancing down at the whimpering Lana under her desk, Vicky sneered and grabbed her by her hair. "Who said you could stop licking my pussy bitch."

Pushing her former friends face into her dripping cunt, Vicky moaned and grinned in satisfaction as Lana went to work licking and bringing her to another orgasm.

"Mmmmh, remember if you can't make me cum at least once a day - you lose your job.  That's the real deal-breaker."

Lana didn't reply... she was too lost to listen.

THE END