Vacation from the vacation

Two incredibly sexy and horny women laid with Roman in the medical emergency room bed cuddled up. It had been almost two whole days since the amazing incident and the two women had found much better clothes that fit both their new bodies and styles. Roman had countless messages and calls from his wife but he only sent one reply, "Breakthrough at work will be here a few days. Will make it up to you I promise." Apparently that message wasn't enough and as much as he wanted to get him and his girls to hogtie his annoying wife and blast her with his masterpiece, their boss coming in later that day was way more of a priority. "Alright, so how do we make sure that Liz doesn't look at the two of you and completely lose her shit?"

Candy nestled into his shoulder and nibbled on his neck, "Is blasting with that machine of yours not an option? Worked pretty amazing for the two of us."

Cammy looked at her wife sadly, "Well luring Liz into the lab and trapping her long enough just isn't going to cut it. She has the tools to completely override any locks we attempt to use and she rarely enters any lab or office. Doesn't really like tainting her hands. I might have been able to convince her but as much as Roman has her good graces he's not fortunate enough to convince her. It's way to big of a risk anyway. Also I worry about the lack of experiments using this machine. Does it work if the person is conscious? If they are restrained would their growth cause injury? Knocking her out or tying her up and throwing her in both are also quite dangerous and risky."

The brunette frowned and absently began playing with the dick between them, "Well fuck."

The blonde watched her wife tease their favorite toy while continuing, "Not to mention our two cases are pretty tame. I knew you incredibly well and tailored the changes to bring out what already was there. For me I was hit by a complete surge from a storm. Our changes have to be very intentional to make sure she is going to along for the ride. Motivation is a complicated thing. Wanting to fuck you won't guarantee our machine will be safe from her judgement. Both of us were pretty empathetic and receptive. Liz is incredibly dominant, set in her ways and ruthlessly stubborn. We either need to use that against her in the changes or change her into something that completely destroys that aspect of her and has a core identity that challenges her old self whenever it tries to resurface."

Roman looked between the two beautiful women, "The fuck are you saying?"

Candy snickered, "She's saying we either need to use her personality against her. Maybe making her get horny whenever she is stubborn about something. Or change her into something so opposed to her old personality and how she perceives things that she can't resist it. Like how Cammy is a sexy slutty woman now."

The athletic man frowned and thought to himself, "Why not make it so she gets turned on whenever she say no to me or does something I don't want her to do?"

Cammy sighed, "If I had a button that made you orgasm whenever you pressed it, would you?"

"Hell yeah!"

The blonde nodded, "Like I said, motivation is hard. She would want to say no and do whatever you didn't want to do just like you would press the button."

Roman didn't like how dumb he felt. He had incredibly sexy women sandwiching him, he was a fucking legend! "Alright fine, fuck it. Make her a porn star, complete debased sex addict. Make her have the hots for me."

Candy felt him harden and slowly began pumping while kissing his chest, "Sure she might fuck you, especially if her addiction gets bad enough. But what stops her from going to other men or closing the business to pursue her adult film career?"

Roman grunted before pinching each of the women's nipples and twisting lightly getting pained moans from them, "Then what the fuck do you two suggest?"

Cammy regained her breath and shrugged, "Best case scenario we come up with a way to make her no longer see herself in charge of you or in power over you in any way. Maybe even have some reinforcement to solidify you're the one in charge. Probably something more submissive in nature. Impressionable. Maybe break her confidence somehow so she doesn't have that to rely on to be her stubborn powerful self. Some self doubt even?"

Candy chuckled, "Sounds like me in my teenage years."

The blonde's eyes lit up, "Holy shit! You're a genius! If we turned Liz from a milf into a nineteen year old girl who owns a multimillion dollar company projected to possibly become one of the biggest companies in history? That's terrifying for a teenage girl! We'd all be older, smarter, more experienced, better skilled. Her identity wouldn't be fully solidified leading to a lack of confidence and possibly an impressionable attitude around people she respected. We could press on her fear of failure with this idea of such a large pair of shoes to fill for such a small girl."

Roman nodded, "So turn her into some teenage horny sexpot who found herself in a history defining company full of employees that intimidate her. I like it."

Candy groaned, "But that's soooo booooring. Teenage girl slowly becomes Roman's new sex toy and gives him the company. Very vanilla. Why not add more spice to it? Make her a busty goth slut, young and inexperienced sure, and have her anti-conformism and anti consumerism make her feel like she doesn't even want the company. Rowan's the next highest position and I assume she would want the company to fail so in her eyes he'd be a good candidate."

Cammy rubbed her breasts along his muscular arm and shivered, "Ooooh or a young Asian babe. Culturally they respect those older than themselves and even struggle with traditional sexism. Owning a business and being a self made woman would be hard with the right settings."

The brunette looked at her man and cocked her eyebrow, tightening her hold on his meat. "So what's the verdict?"

"As much as all of that as possible I think, sounds hot as fuck." he groaned grasping the model's firm ass admiring her amazing body he now owned, "But you mentioned before how do we get her to the machine?"

Cammy frowned, "Closest we could get her is in the monitoring station we were in. I guess I could wear a big lab coat and tie up my hair under a cap or something and face away while operating the desk. Then when the machine is ready I could retract the glass and blast us both. Only issue is I don't know if I can exclude myself from the code and I am not sure how it would affect me. The machine rewrote my genetic code and applying a new one overtop could be...complicated." The blonde paused and eyed her man, "But I'd take the risk if you want me to."

Roman nodded, "It's the best option we have. Let's just hope your wife is smart enough to try and change you back if anything happens. Good luck." The girls struggled to tear themselves off his body and grumpily sauntered off, the man behind them watching the pair of asses sway away.