In the end, enchanting Ella is your girl boss baby.

You have to admit, you were skeptical of Ella's plan to buy out the Bimbabysitters Club business from Becca with a angel investment from your dad and to rename it Mommy's Bimbois and cater exclusively to a femme clientele whether bimbois or not. You weren't sure there would be enough of a market. You really weren't sure about their idea to actually partner with the SJC as an accredited career pipeline. You really reeeally didn't think it was a good idea to hire Becca back as a driver slash bodyguard slash bimbabysitter when the client is a 'bad girl' and needs to be punished.

You believed in Ella though, and so far that hasn't let you down. After a year, you are finally in the black, you are starting to see your first students from SJC complete their work study program and either move on to their next step on the journey or stay on as fulltime Mommy's Bimbois, and Becca is down to only about one human resources violation a week...and all of them are eventually dismissed when the complainant reveals she begged Becca to bully her in the first place.

You are starting to suspect that Abigail being the school liaison for all HR complaints with partner organizations is causing Becca to submit the complaints herself. They make a cute, if terrifying couple. More than once you have let them talk Ella and you into a double date that 'absolutely 100% guaranteed will NOT end in a public fourway fuckfest', and more than once has that football been pulled away at the last moment as a heated trivia game at a pub ends up with Becca bullying you and burying her new pierced cock inside you, the spikes shredding so sweet and taking your blissgasm to the next level while Ella 'defends your honor' by fucking Abby so hard you they call the cops and report you for a hate crime. And Becca always 'absolutely 100% guarantees that she won't ask to borrow the cops cuffs and show them what a real hate crime looks like', and you are always surprised how quickly they agree. You've been driven home in the back of a paddy wagon and cuffed and stuffed more than once, but you suppose some mistakes are worth making over and over again.

Luckily, between the two of you, Ella and you can usually keep wild Becca just tame enough to keep a roof over your head, but wild enough to keep you on your toes. Not that you were at a risk of boredom. Keeping as many as a dozen degenerate dickgirls from burning down your house is an uphill battle every day. You rent your old house from your dad in a lease to own payment plan that you hope to close out by the end of next year. This probably isn't the career path he planned for you, but then again he probably didn't plan on moving in with a bimboi you affectionately call 'Mommy'...which never fails to make him blush...and Ella's eyes narrow to suspicious slits.

Not that Ella is overly possessive. It would be hard for them to be when you are constantly surrounded by lusty ladies trying to seduce you or Ella. You both agreed from the beginning that it would be unprofessional and potentially abusive to indulge their attempts to 'suck up' to the bosses, but you have to admit, having them try that much harder is a constant temptation...constantly lifting their skirts to ask if you can check if they remembered to wear panties that morning (spoiler alert: they never do), bringing a fellow Mommy's Bimboi and asking Ella if they can show them how good they've gotten at kissing before asking if Ella can give any 'hands on' pointers...or just flat out falling to their knees and begging you both to be their 'fuck family'...it's keeps you with the constant horny hum even without the piercings.

You think you lose more staff to them realizing the only way they will ever fuck either of you is if they leave the company and hire one or both of you on the premium package. Ella argued from the beginning that it showed solidarity to do the same job as everyone else when the pay made it worth the time away from the office. Why they thought you needed to be convinced to fuck for money is beyond you, but you let Ella win that 'argument' by making them promise to do to you whatever they did to the client, and vice versa. You've discovered some kinks you never knew you had, and with you that's saying a lot. Then again, with the time your ex-employees turned paying clients spent fantasizing over you, it's no wonder so many of their requests are warped and wild.

You suppose they get their moneys worth because you both get repeat customers. You almost feel guilty knowing they never get the best either of you have to offer. Not sexually of course, that's something Ella and you always proudly put all your effort into...and often the clients put all their effort and then some into you, but that's the best you have to offer.

The best is still making Ella snort laugh at the same dumb dick joke you would have made in high school...okay, grade school. The best is still feeling your heart race when she holds your hand. The best is sneaking off to Dinoverse and going up to King Rex, only to be too tired to fuck and holding each other and watching the sunset instead...and then fucking after you get locked in the park and get turned on by having the rotting raptor statues stare at you. The best is knowing Ella never stopped believing in you even when you didn't always believe in yourself. The best is reading the letters she delivered to you every day in quarantine that the school didn't show you until they were sure you wouldn't break out to be with her. The best is being happy and healthy and whole and sharing that with your best bestie with benefits in the whole wide world.

And the best is yet to come. Samantha Jenkins herself is asking you to expand your business to other cities as the girls coming out of your program are better prepared for life on their own than any other partnership they've tried, and the ones that stay on love their job and earn stock options in your growing empire. You are helping prevent other lost souls make the same mistakes you did and offering support and unconditional love when they make new ones you never even thought of. Ella's been droppong hints about popping the question...and you've dropped hints about theirs and hers matching cock rings.

You never imagined yourself as a mom to a bunch of barely legal bimbois. You never imagined yourself as a successful co-owner of a business. You never imagined yourself as anything successful. Now you can't stop imagining what might come next. Whatever lies ahead, whatever storms you have to weather or fuck ups...likely your own...you have to fix. Whether for better or worse...you will have your best friend at your side. That's what you call...