COMMAND HER

The voice was pain. It resonated through his skull hard enough to stagger him, but then went silent.

He waved his hand in front of her face again. Nothing.

“Raise your hand.”

She took one hand and put it up.

“Holy shit, no way. No fucking way. What the absolute hells is this?” He laced his fingers behind his head and breathed deeply. “Okay, okay. No panicking. This is normal.” He said mostly to himself.

“I’m not panicking, but this is weird.” Her voice intoned back to him. She continued to stand there gently swaying with her hand up. She looked so blank. He glanced back up at her. “Put your hand down.” He steadied himself and glanced around, even though they were the only people in the small office, and reached out, giving a small squeeze to one of her perfect tits.

Why did I do that? I shouldn’t have done that. I’m going to be fired for sexual harassment. Her nipples began to poke through the thin fabric of the shirt. His pants grew tighter.

He got an idea, she didn’t seem to be able to lie to him. He asked. “Kira, do you find me attractive?” She replied. “Yeah, you are pretty cute, for a human.” He shrugged it wasn’t the worst thing he’d heard. “Would you be interested in dating a guy like me?” She nodded slowly. “I always wanted to fuck my boss.” Woah that escalated quickly.

“You want to have sex with me.” He stated more confidently. “I want to have sex with you.”

Okay, snap her out of this, you’ve already gone too far. “Okay Kira, you’re not going to remember this, you’ll remember falling out of your chair and that’s it.” “Not remember this” She mumbled back through her pearly white tusks.

“Okay, wake up!”