(Subplot) The director’s proposal

Chantelle was sitting in a poodle of her own juices on the old abandoned floor. Claudia had stopped by and seen her in her horrible condition.

“Shit sis…what the fuck happened!?”

“Oh you know cursed to fuck myself for the rest of my days apparently,” Chantelle said as her hands were mindlessly playing. Tear marks could be seen on her cheek as the pleasure was rather pain filled at this point.

“Indeed…very unbecoming of someone once proud and noble,” said a familiar male voice. Chantelle moaned and groaned as she saw the director standing in the doorway.

“Come to gloat over my situation?” She asked through breathes.

“I would but it seems that a certain witch is playing with a stacked deck,” the director said while smoking a cigar. “Mind if I smoke in here?”

“I’m sorry but who the fuck are you?” Claudia asked of the sharp dressed man.

“The director is fine, Claudia. I know your name as I was your sister’s old boss,” he said offering a hand.

“No offense but you seem kinda shady and I can’t imagine Chanty working with you,” Claudia said trying to help her sister.

“Smart egg just like your sis. You interested in a job?” He asked with his hands in his pocket. Chantelle was grabbing her sister’s arm and shaking her head no vigorously. “I can help your sister but I need your help…my agent has gone rogue.”

“So you need me to go?” Claudia asked as she saw her sister miserably playing with herself.

“Sharp as a tack as well. I’m gonna transform you into Chantelle and give you all her memories so that you are basically her. I won’t be able to help your sister unless you do this,” the director smiled coyly.

“How do I know you can do this?” Claudia asked with a bit of optimism. He snapped his finger and Chantelle was able to catch her breath.

“Don’t do it. He always has an angle, Dee Dee…” was all she could say before she was back to fucking herself.

“Undoing this spell will take more than that but as you see I can assure you that I restore her back to normal,” he said puffing a few more times. He then extended out his hand and asked, “Do we have a deal?”

Claudia looked at her sister who was desperately shaking her head but also having another orgasm. “You have a deal…” she said while shaking her hand. Suddenly, her clothes were ripped from her body and her physical appearance changed to that of her sisters. Her brain was flooded with all of Chantelle’s memories of her time with the FBI, the naked ambition double agent and the ranch in Loveland.

The director picked up the exhausted Chantelle in his arms and said, “Well Chantelle…I’m sending you to your friends in England now. Remember you are no longer Claudia and you will be my agent if you want me to get your sister back to normal.” Before he snapped his finger, he waved his hand over her, “This should fool even the little witch that you still have the same spell imprinted on you. I wonder how she’ll take it that you overcame her spell…” suddenly a light flashed and she was outside the door of luxurious mansion in what she assumed was England. She opened the doors and made her way inside to where a few ladies were gathered around someone she did not recognize from Chantelle’s memories.