Molly Checks on You

Molly waits for Jess to leave the room, then hurries to you as no new guests have arrived yet. She comes in and says, "Damn, what happened? I didn't really hear anything but she sounded pissed. You alright?"

"Yeah, I'm good," You respond as she brushes some of her long, curly, red hair over her shoulder and looks at you with interest. Molly and you have a pretty good working relationship, and she's really just there for college and doesn't care much about the job, so you two feel pretty comfortable and friendly together. As such, after a short pause you continue, "I may have called Jess a whore under my breath after she got on me to get going on work, and she heard it."

Molly's eyes widen as she says, "Damn dude, you're lucky all she did was get pissed. That could've been terrible for you." She smiles a little, then says, "It's pretty funny though, good job."

She chuckles a bit. Despite yourself, you say, "You know, it was actually kinda weird."

"How so?"

"Well, Jess didn't initially get angry about me saying something vulgar or about the insult of what I said. She actually started by asking how I knew. Later she cared about it as an insult, but it was still strange."

Molly looks at you for a second, thinking, then leans in with a conspiratory look and quietly says, "You know, I've sort of jokingly wondered if she's doing something like that myself. I see her all the time at night as if she's sneaking around, and she often has room keys with her. After her husband is asleep, too. And I sometimes see her with some of the shader looking guests. I don't know, I mostly thought about it to entertain myself, but given how you say she reacted she might actually be doing something like that. I doubt it though, but I guess we could keep an eye out. "

She leans back with a shrug as you process what she just said. You know that you've never seen Jess out and about in the really late hours, and for all the time you've worked there she's always been a stickler for keeping keys locked down. Hell, she's had you check several times, and sometimes she's had you or others do it randomly. It doesn't quite add up. You feel the stone in your pocket, and remember the shopkeeper saying that changes to others would only be known by you. With that in mind, you look at Molly and without thinking too much about it blurt out, "I really like your green eyes."

You cringe back, but she just smiles and says, "Thanks, I appreciate that. Yours aren't bad either." As she does you see her eyes change from blue to green and just stare for a moment, dumbfounded.

You realize that you're looking a little too long and turn away quickly, then say, "Thanks, I guess so."

"Well, hopefully everything works out with Jess. Hell, if she is up to something it might be nice to lord it over her a bit." Molly laughs, her hair and tits bouncing slightly, and then says, "Alright, I better get back to the desk. Don't want her throwing a fit if she comes back."

"Yeah, probably a good idea," you reply. She leaves, and you turn in your chair and pull out the stone, examining it. It seems to you that it could work. If it does you feel a little bad about changing Jess, but it's not like she's ever been that nice nice to you. And besides, she wouldn't know anyways. The fantasies of control and transformation that you've often had play through your mind, and you realize that your job at the hotel could finally be fun. First, you may have to see if there's limiters to the stone. The shopkeeper made it seem like the only real limit was that you could only control one person at a time, but you suppose you'll see. And you'll have to see if it works anyways. You pocket it again, and consider what to do next.