Azure and Violet begin to corrupt Peggy’s mind

A week after the two had arrived on this Earth they had moved into Peggy’s apartment and Azure had gotten a job (with some magical help) at the SSR and as such was now going to the same place as Peggy. Azure was treated as a mere secretary at the place, a position that she endured. For now.

It was just Peggy that Azure was with right now in the foyer of the office. And as such it was time for Azure to take things to the next level, as such she had dressed scandalously (or at least more so than usual) and was prepared . And was ready to take the next step.

“Hey Peggy can I ask you a question?” she asked, placing her hand onto Peggy’s hand.

“Erm sure, you seem so serious suddenly” she said, with a comforting smile.

“Well I have to ask you Peggy, are you completely straight?” she pressed causing the gorgeous brunette to gag slightly.

“That’s entirely inappropriate, I think we should stop talking about this” she started, typical 1940s bullshit.

“Pots” she said as Peggy froze suddenly.

“Uoy lliw emoceb a naibsel” she chanted, then she realised her father would never tolerate a true lesbian “emoceb lauxesib. Potsnu”

With that Azure noticed that Peggy was growing flustered, clearly as she had suddenly developed an attraction that she didn’t understand.

“Are you sure it’s that inappropriate?” she whispered, a soft seductive smirk on her face.

“Well...um... you see I’m a traditional woman...and...and” she fumbled but Azure pressed her advantage.

“Traditional? Peggy you’re a women in the 1940s striving for adventure and promotion. Nothing about you is traditional” she reminded her.

“I-I can’t” she said before leaving quickly. Urgh. When Azure had come to this world she had assumed that her mother had exaggerated about the prudishness of the pre-world. How wrong she was, it seemed that she would have to use more persuasive means.

She reached into her handbag and pulled out her phone, these newer models didn’t need satellites so that they could communicate over her Dad’a empire, so they should work in the 1940s.

It rang for only a few moments before Violet pick up “hey sis, how goes your seduction?”

“Badly, look I think it’s about time we resorted to more efficient methods” she asked, cringing slightly as she knew what’ll come next.

“Aww did Az fail at getting Ms Carter in bed” she teased.

“Shut up, you couldn’t get a good lay even when everyone in the world was lining up to get you” she reminded but Violet didn’t care.

“Alright sis I’ll get some subliminals up and contact your friend. Soon she’ll be begging at your feet” she chirped on the other end “love you sis”