Spread.

“I’m so glad you could meet with me on such short notice, Mrs. Sitwell.” The consultant said. “I just had to see you before the next meeting on Wednesday to go over some other points on your contract.”

“It’s not problem.” Janice Sitwell replied, setting her folder down on the table in the rather crowded dining area. “You already know my daughter Brianna of course.” The billionaire pointed towards her daughter.

Brie glanced up from her phone at the consultant and gave a polite nod. She didn’t know why her mom always made her tag along for these stupid meetings. She was a young woman fresh out of college. Her mother might have wanted her to take a higher position in the business, but she preferred using her family’s considerable wealth to have fun. The consultant was similarly aged to her, but clearly was less well-off than her. Most everyone was, after all.

“Of course I remember you, Brie.” The consultant said with a smile, twirling a strand of blonde hair slightly. “It’s so good to see you.”

“Whatever…” Said Brie, slightly weirded out. She went back to her phone as, after that strangely flirtatious glance, the consultant whose name she had forgotten turned back to speak to her mother. The business discussions bored Brie intensely. She scrolled though her Instagram feed for a while.

Soon enough though, even that bored her. All she saw were her stupid friends and their stupid vacation. In Ibiza? How boring. She turned the screen off. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom.” She announced, scooting back her chair and standing from the table. This didn’t elicit any reaction from her mother. The blonde consultant, however, watched her and she stood and walked away, perhaps gazing a little overlong at the curves in the young woman’s body. Though she kept talking to Janice Sitwell, she also gave a passing glance to another blonde woman who, a moment after Brie walked past, stood from her own table a few meters away and moved to follow.

April could hardly keep her excitement down. She was thankful her host body had such a repository of bullshit to string along at this old crone of a woman. It was all she could do to keep talking, keep Janice busy while the real work was being done wherever Olivia had followed Brie to. She was jealous of course. The thought of bringing Brie into their little club had kept her wet since she came up with the idea yesterday. Beneath her blouse her skin was distending as a slug threatened to travel down into her pussy, eager to find a new host. But she had a part to play, and she kept talking in April’s polite tone of voice, crossing her legs to keep the clone inside her.

A few minutes later, Brie returned. She looked as beautiful as ever: straight brown hair down to her bare shoulders, pinkish top showing off her small but perky breasts, and grey skirt short enough to show plenty of thigh. “What did I miss, mom?” She said, sitting back down next to her mother. April glanced behind her; Olivia walked back to her seat, winking to her compatriot as she did so.

Janice looked almost surprised at her daughter’s sudden interest. “Well, we were just--”

“Actually, I think we’ve gotten through just about everything we need to cover today.” April said, closing her own little binder.

“Oh.” Janice said. “Well, thank you for um… all of that.”

The three women each stood to leave. Janice and Brie bid April goodbye, and walked off towards their waiting car just down the street. As they walked, Janice turned to her daughter. “That girl just spewed a lot of bullshit to me today. I didn’t think she even said one single thing that couldn’t wait a few days.”

“I dunno mom, she looked pretty smart to me.” Brie said, flipping her brown hair and smiling slyly. As they approached their waiting driver, she suddenly stopped. “By the way, I’ve got some old sorority sisters to meet up with. I’ll meet you and Daddy for dinner, ok?”

Janice frowned a little. Her daughter’s behavior was a little strange compared to what she was used to. But then again, she had a hard time relating to the girl anyway. “Just call the driver so he can pick you up.” The billionaire woman climbed into the immaculate sedan, its hired driver closing the door behind her. Brie watched the car begin to peel out onto the street before she turned and walked back the way she’d come.

Brie had scarcely turned the corner out of sight of her mother’s departure before she was greeted with the sight of the waiting blondes Olivia and April.

“Oh, hello Brianna!” April exclaimed with an innocent look. “Did you forget something?”

“Actually I, like, totally did.” Brie replied. Then, without prompt, she leaned forward and embraced April in a passionate kiss.

“Mmm, that’s what I’ve been waiting to see.” Olivia said, biting her lip as she watched the two women tongue-fuck each other for a bit. She’d been eager to see how her clone would do after she’d let it loose under Brie’s bathroom stall, seeing it slide up onto the seat and hearing muffled moaning noises from the other side. When the new Brie emerged from her stall, she barely acknowledged Olivia aside from a small wink. To see her newly possessed and making out with their co-conspirator made her extremely warm down there.

April finally got over the bliss of making out with Brie and broke the kiss. “Maybe we should continue this later, Brie.” She said, acknowledging the populated streets around them. A bulge in her pants slowly disappeared, leaving a small damp spot.

Brie pouted a little. “Can you blame me? These bodies are so hot...” She reached up and fondled her own breasts a little.

“On that we can agree.” Olivia replied. She moved in to kiss the willing Brie, but April intercepted the both of them.

“Where did your host’s mother go?” She asked.

The possessed heiress smiled. “Off to stew about the string of bullshit you gave her while I was squeezing into Brie here. She didn’t suspect anything.”

“And do you know anyone else we might be able to… meet with?” April asked. “I’ve got something to take care of.”

‘Brie’ smiled perversely. “You know…”