OFFICE CHANGE: DREAMS FOR MORE GOTHS CHAPTER 3 Part 2

Billy finally got to his home. He quickly changed into a more casual getup. He was about to wind down and relax, jerking off before he was going to sleep, but he then recalled Christine's advice to just go to sleep without jerking off tonight. Should he follow her advice?

“Fine, I will just go to sleep, but before I do, I need to hang this thing up,” Billy mumbled to himself.

He took the dreamcatcher out of the box. He finally got to see the details of this special dreamcatcher. Unlike the normal catcher where its center was usually filled with woven web string, in the center of this dreamcatcher was something that looked like an eyeball. It gave Billy a creepy feeling. Billy began to regret buying the dreamcatcher and began to doubt whether this thing would really help him. No, I have paid $250 for this. This thing needs to work.

Billy then hung the charm on his door.

Done. Now, I just need to sleep.

Billy didn’t jerk off, but he still browsed some Instagram of hot fetish goth models until he fell asleep.

When he was asleep, the golden coin in his pocket began to glow brightly once again, while the eyeball in the center of the dreamcatcher hanging on the door seemed to come alive. As if it didn’t want to lose to the golden coin, it began to glow with eerie light.

Billy, who was sound asleep, didn't notice what was happening around him.

He was back to the dream version of the ‘office’ again. The office interior looked even more gothic than it was in his first dream. It was like the office had a Halloween makeover with a lot of skulls and pagan symbols. Kelly, at the receptionist desk, was only dressed in a black leather harness. Her right arm was covered in a full-sleeve tattoo. On her decolletage, there was a hexagram tattoo. Her hair was still in a red pixie cut like in her previous dream. There were some new snakebite piercings on her lips, and a few spike piercings lined above her left eyebrows. But the thing that surprised Billy the most was her right eye. Kelly’s right eye had a black sclera and red pupil; meanwhile, her left was normal with her blue pupil. It gave her an otherworldly feel.

“Good morning, Master Billy.” Kelly greeted him as she noticed Billy approaching her.

“Wait, why are you calling me Master, Kelly?”

Kelly suddenly looked puzzled. “Because you are the master. You were the one who asked us to call you Master as you acquired this firm.”

“Am I the current owner of this firm?”

“Yes, Master.”

Billy felt happy. For a moment. Then he recalled his previous dream where the firm stopped being a law firm but turned into something like a brothel or escort service.

“Is this place still a law firm?”

Kelly shook her head, and Billy felt his guts knotted. I should have expected it from how she dressed. No way any people in the law firm would let her dress just in a leather harness. She was practically naked! Billy had assumed the place turned into a brothel once more. But at least I’m the boss now.

“No, Master. We’re not a law firm anymore, but a modeling agency that focuses on fetish wear.” Kelly answered.

Modeling agency? Not as bad as a brothel, at the very least. Billy let out a relieved sigh.

“Anyway, Kelly, what happened to your right eye?” Billy asked again.

“My right eye?” Kelly took out a compact mirror to check her right eye. “What do you mean, Master? I don’t see anything wrong with my right eye.”

“Nothing wrong? Do you think there is nothing wrong when your sclera is black, and your pupil is red?”

“Black? Red? What do you mean, Master? Both of my pupils are blue and my sclera is white?”

Was it only me who could see the weirdness of her eyes?

“Nothing, never mind me.”

Billy continued to go deeper into the office to check on what he got. The next woman Billy met was Brianne; she was instructing some other women Billy didn’t recognize. Brianne still retained the exaggerated body from his previous dream; her tits were as big as a huge cantaloupe. But her hair, rather than the twintail in his previous dream that made her look like a bimbo, was back to the asymmetrical bob like in his first dream. Brianne was wearing a black cincher that made her waist ridiculously thin. Brianne’s skin was sickly pale. Her nipples were covered only with star-shaped pasties. On her legs, she wore latex thigh-high boots with extreme 6-inch heels. Like Kelly, Brianne’s right eye had black sclera and a red pupil. Her overall appearance gave an eerie feeling to Billy.

“Master…” Brianne greeted him as she noticed Billy’s presence.

“Brianne, what are you talking about with them?

“I just instructed them to prepare for the ritual, Master.”

“Ritual? We are a modeling agency, right? What kind of ritual does a modeling agency like us do?” Billy asked with a puzzled expression.

“Modeling agencies are only our front, Master. We are a cult. A cult dedicated to worshiping you. Considering you even forgot about this, it seems we need to accelerate the ritual. The ritual will make you recall all the details. Please follow me, Master.”

Brianne didn’t give Billy a chance to refuse; she grabbed Billy’s wrist and dragged him somewhere. Brianne led Billy to their office’s basement.

Billy didn’t know that the office basement was a big open hall. Several women in flimsy robes were already waiting there. Billy noticed Christine, Leah, Cassandra, and even the elderly Agatha were there.

Brianne led Billy to the center of the room and let him sit on a black throne.

“Master…” All the women in the room genuflected toward Billy once he sat on the throne.

“Master, Priestess Cassandra will take over from here. She will lead the ritual.” Brianne excused herself and joined the other women’s formation.

Cassandra then moved toward Billy while the other spread out in a circle surrounding.

Cassandra began to disrobe, and when she arrived before Billy, she was completely naked.

“Let us begin the ritual, ‘Master’. We will let the true Master of Dream come out and take over your body. Once he takes over your body, you will not worry about how to control your power, Billy.” Cassandra sneered.

Billy felt something was wrong. He wanted to run away and not be part of this ritual but found out that his arms were bound to the chair.

“Brianne, help me! Cassandra is going to harm me!” Billy shouted for help, but Brianne and others didn’t move.

“It’s time for us to start the ritual, my fellow zealots,” Cassandra commanded.

The women in the room began to undress; they then started to rub their pussy frantically as they chanted a mantra in a language that Billy didn’t know. Billy then saw something otherworldly happen to Cassandra. It was not only her right eye that had black sclera but both of her eyes. Her skin turned red, and the spike piercing on her face became a horn. Cassandra had turned into a demon! The demonic Cassandra easily ripped his pants and forced herself on me. As his cock entered her pussy, he could feel his body begin to change. He could feel his cock pumped with blood and my veins bulging. His skin started to turn red from his cock; the red tone then started to spread all over his body. Billy found out that as it spread, he was losing control of his body. He could guess the outcome. When his body fully turned red, he would be taken over by the ‘Master’ that Cassandra said, and he would be a demon like Cassandra and no longer himself.

The red skin had spread to his neck. It was only a few spots more before he was fully taken over.

No!

Billy startled awake. His back was drenched in sweat. He didn’t get killed in this one, but he thought it was an even worse nightmare than before. He looked at the door, and somehow he had a hunch that the creepy dreamcatcher was the reason for his nightmare

Darn it, I was scammed; this thing was not helpful at all. He quickly ripped the dreamcatcher from his door.

The nightmare made Billy remember things he forgot before.

While Damien is someone who plays by the rules, Cassandra isn’t. He not only fought Damien in this matter; Damien might be only a distraction, but Cassandra had been trying to dispose of him in his dream three times. Cassandra could be his real enemy. Cassandra had noticed that he had something magical since the first time they met.

Billy made his way to the office. As always, the first woman he saw was Kelly, the receptionist. Kelly was wearing a sleeveless tube dress. Billy could see Kelly had a new sleeve tattoo like in his dream; she also had a snakebite piercing on her lips. She was smoking a cigarette; Billy couldn’t tell whether he would finally call Kelly a Goth girl in essence, but Billy was certain she was a bad girl now.

“Good morning, Kelly.”

“Fuck, I mean, good morning, Billy.” Her greeting was short, and Kelly was back smoking her cigarettes without caring for Billy.

Billy noticed the shift in Kelly’s attitude from her usual friendly self.

What happened this time? The dream version of Kelly was pretty docile and devoted to him by calling him his master. Why was Kelly now acting cold to him?

TO BE CONTINUED

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