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Chapter 4 by Mapron01 Mapron01

How do her humiliations begin?

A seemingly uneventful morning at the office

After her morning routine, Morgan headed over to her office, expecting another uneventful day at work. She arrived at her office and dismissively greeted her secretary, whose name she hadn't even bothered to learn. Why should she? She was below her, and seemed like the kind of girl that nearly flunked college, in her opinion. She just asked for her morning coffee and got to work, largely looking for things she could do to ruin the reputation of the company's rivals.

Her secretary, who was called Elena, was quite glad to get her the coffee, as this time it wasn't her usual drink, but a special cocktail of **** prepared for Morgan by the conspiracy, one that would make her very suggestible and pliable, and the perfect tool to get her to loosen up and end up getting humiliated. As Morgan took sip after sip, the **** entered her body and got to work, making her mind slowly start to haze over, struggling to focus on her work and a saucy secret she has just found about a rival company's manager than could ruin his reputation before giving up and deciding to take a short break.

As soon as she walked out of her office, Elena stood and walked over to her, wanting to test just how suggestible she was at the moment, after an entire drink of the ****.

"Hey, Miss Shepherd, don't you want to go eat some mangoes?" she asked, aware that mangoes had a really bad effect on her digestive system, but a delayed one, so it would strike at the meeting with the board she was going to attend as a special guest in the evening. Much to her pleasure, Morgan didn't immediate blow her off, like she usually would whenever she approached her.

"Mmmm, that sounds like a good idea..... whatever your name is, I think I'll go do that..." she said in a slight daze before heading to the office breakroom, where some fresh mangoes had been lain out on the table just for her. Upon seeing them, she started eating them with gusto, eating 3 of them before heading back to her office, the **** wearing off as she got back to work. She tried to remember what she did during that short break as she got prepared for her meeting with the board in a few hours, where she had to make a good impression. Maybe also make her boss look bad, in hopes of getting her position. The blonde bimbo bitch had held onto her position long enough in her opinion, and she deserved it far more than her.

She went over her presentation several times, though she felt slightly dizzy when her computer flashed several times, and her presentation speech seemed altered, thought she couldn't exactly tell what bits had been changed, her mind still a bit hazy from earlier as she finished getting prepared.

How does the meeting go?

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