OFFICE CHANGE: DREAMS FOR MORE GOTHS CHAPTER 2 Part 2

He found himself back in the office. He saw Kelly at the receptionist desk.. Kelly still had her red-dyed hair. Her attire was also still professional office wear, unlike his two previous dreams. But Billy couldn’t help but frown at her appearance. Yes, she wore something professional, but her look made him uneasy. Something felt wrong with her appearance. She was wearing a flimsy, tight black blouse, with some of the blouse’s top button unbuttoned, so her cleavage clearly showed. On her neck, there was a black choker with the words ‘office property’ emblazoned on it. Her skin was porcelain white. She had sensual black gothic makeup adorning her face, but what was disturbing Billy was the out of place number tattoo on her cheek. Kelly had a big number ‘18’ tattooed on her cheek in crisp letters.

Billy moved closer to get a better look at the receptionist. He found out that Kelly was wearing an ankle-length red latex hobble skirt and ****-angled ballet heels.

“Welcome guest, I’m number 18. What can I help you with?” ‘Kelly’ greeted him politely. She had a wide business smile plastered on her face that didn’t suit his gloomy, dark makeup.

“Number 18? Aren't you Kelly? What happened to this place? Is this still Agatha & Associate Law Firm?” Billy began his series of questions.

“Kelly was this doll’s old name, this doll now simply goes with number 18 after the company owns me. Yes, this place is still Agatha & Associates but now, it is owned by the company now.”

Huh? Owned by the company? What company?

“Who is the boss here?”

“The boss is the boss. This doll doesn’t have the authority to call the boss directly with their name.”

“I’m Billy Hudson, I worked for this firm in the past. Can I meet with the boss? I want to talk about something.”

“I’m sorry, sir. I don’t have the authority to decide it. Let me call someone first.”

Number 18 then used the intercom to call someone.

“Billy Hudson. He said he worked at this firm in the past. He want to meet the boss. Yes, Sir, I understand. I will bring him there.”

After the short talk with the ‘higher-ups’, Number 18 turned her attention back to Billy.

“Follow me, Mr. Hudson, I will bring you to someone who can help you meet the boss.”

Billy felt a sense of deja vu and started to feel unease. He tried to distract his mind by focusing on something else. His eyes then locked on Kelly’s backside. He was quite shocked by what he saw. The skirt had a huge cutout that laid her buttock bare. She didn’t wear any panties. On her buttock there was a barcode tattooed on her left buttock, and a word ‘Prime company’s product’ tattooed on her right. Her asshole was plugged by a big jeweled analplug.

“We are here, Mr. Hudson, you can enter the room.” Kelly prompted him before leaving him there alone.

It was not until Kelly was gone from his line that he entered the room. He feared that he would be hit from behind.

Inside the room, someone who looked like Christine and Brianne was already waiting for him. Christine was still having her purple hair, but it was no longer styled in spiky mohawk like in his previous fantasy, but was styled in a more ‘corporate-friendly’ stylish mohawk dutch braid. Like Kelly, she was in the same combination of a tight black blouse and a red ankle-length hobble skirt. She also donned the same ‘Office Property’ collar as Kelly. Similar to Kelly, she had a number tattooed on her face. Christine was number 27. Meanwhile, for Brianne, her hair was now entirely dyed white and was put into a twintail. In real life, Brianne was less voluptuous, and had smaller breasts compared to Kelly and Christine. But this version of Brianne had tits as big as cantaloupe bolted on her chest. She wore something different than Kelly and Christine. She was dressed in a sexy, low neck, white blazer dress. Her legs were clad in milky white thigh-high boots, and her arms were covered in similarly colored long gloves. Her face was caked with metallic white makeup; there was something like a circuit line drawn on her face. She looked like a fantasy cyborg. The choker on her neck had an additional chain down to the middle of her cleavage, and instead of ‘Company Property’, what was written in her choker was ‘Executive’s Bitch.’ The number on her cheek was 07.

“Number 27, can you confirm if he is Billy Hudson?” asked ‘Brianne’/Number 07 to ‘Christine’.

“Yes, Ma’am. He is Billy Hudson.”

“Is what he said regarding that he was a worker here true?”

Christine shook her head. “I don’t know, ma’am. I don’t remember that he ever worked here.”

“Thank you, Number 27, I will bring the man to the boss and let the boss decide his fate,” said ‘Brianne’ coldly.

Brianne brought Billy away while leaving Christine in the room. She brought him to the familiar ‘throne’ room. Instead of Cassandra, he was welcomed by Damien.

“Boss, this man calls himself Billy Hudson and claims to be an employee of this company.” Number 07 reported to Damien.

“I know him. You shouldn’t worry, this man isn’t a threat for the company. You can fuck off now, Number 27.” Damien commanded.

Once more, Billy’s eyes didn’t leave Brianne until he left the room before he gave his attention to Damien.

“Welcome to my company, Billy. How do you like the girl after I turned them into corporate drones without identity who is entirely loyal to me? They will work themselves without rest to enrich me; they are also my fucktoy, which I can play as I wish. Anyway, if you want, I can rent you one of my dolls because it’s all thanks to you that I can be the boss.” Damien gloated.

“If it is thanks to me, I should be the one who is the boss, not you” Billy replied.

“Don’t be greedy, Billy. I’m good to you because I know you are a pervert like me. I offer you one of my fucktoy as my goodwill, but if you don’t appreciate it, it can’t be helped, I will consider you a threat to my company. And as a threat, you need to be disposed of.”

Billy felt a thud hitting his head, and moments later he was down to the floor. He took a glance at who hit him, and he saw Cassandra in her regal black gown like how he met her in his previous dream, holding a broken glass bottle in her hand.

When did she appear? After Brianne left, he was sure that only himself and Damien were in the room.

Right. This must be another nightmare. Everything can happen in dreams.

Billy held his head as he jolted awake. He had another chilling nightmare where he ended up dead. He regulated his breath, trying to calm himself down. At least this time, he found a way to control the ‘themes’ of his dream, although he was still not yet able to control the content for it. He fantasized that the girls would return as normal office ladies, but in his dream, they became corporate drones controlled by Damien. He suspected that because what he fantasized wasn’t wild enough, his dream had twisted it, so it fulfilled the criteria of a wild dream.

Next was for him to check the extent to which his dream would affect reality. Crap! He cursed. In his dream, all the women in the office had been turned into a corporate drone of Damien. He didn’t know what psychological effect this one would bring to these women. Previous dreams of turning them goth and punk, made most women in the office dye their hair and begin to smoke. So how would this one affect them?

Billy arrived at the office warily. First, he looked at Kelly. Today she looked more reserved and serious, instead of being her happy-go-lucky self. She put her hydrant red hair into a neat hair bun. She tried to look more professional by adding a suit into her attire, instead of just a blouse and skirt.

“Morning, Mr. Hudson.”

“Morning, Kelly. Anyway, why do you call me Mr. Hudson? Just call me Billy like before.”

“I just thought that I need to give you more respect. You deserve it, Mr. Hudson,” Kelly answered.

“Please just call me Billy, being called Mr. Hudson makes me feel old.” Billy replied in a joking manner.

“Okay, sorry, I don’t know that it makes you feel uncomfortable. I will call you Billy then.”

“Thanks.”

“Oh, Billy, before you go inside, can you help me with something?”

“Help? How can I help you?” Billy asked.

Kelly stood up from the receptionist desk, and walked toward him.

“Just like how I ask for your opinion for my hair color, I want your opinion about my attire. What do you think of my getup today?”

Billy finally got a complete look at Kelly’s attire. Her top was professional with a suit, and blouse, but going down, her bottom attire gave Billy a different impression. She was wearing a black miniskirt, which stopped a few inches below her crotch. She was wearing a mismatched stocking. Her left leg was covered in fishnet stocking, and her right leg was covered in plain black stocking. Her foot was encased in spiked heels.

He looked at Kelly’s attire quite weirdly, but Billy thought he understood what caused it. The top part was influenced by his recent dream where Kelly and others were corporate drones, but her bottom part, the goth influence from his previous dream, was still there. Kelly was one of the examples where the two different dreams of him hadn’t mixed well yet. His answer might nudge her toward which side would be dominant in her.

“Before I give you my opinion, may I ask you something, Kelly?”

“Okay. Ask me anything.”

“What do you think of Damien? For me, he looks a little creepy.”

“Creepy? I don’t think he is creepy. Maybe he is, but that is his charm. I’m okay if he's ogling me with his hot gaze. Don’t tell anyone, but I have a little crush on him. Honestly, if he asks me to flash my tits at him, I will do it gladly.”

Billy could see Kelly squirming on the spot. God darn it. Billy realized that his dream’s influences had made Kelly slowly become Damien’s devoted fucktoy. His corporate drone.

“That’s enough. Okay, this is my turn to give my opinion regarding your attire. I think the top looks bad on you. It’s better for you to wear something sexy and sharp, especially in a darker color. I like your choice of bottom wear though.”

Billy hoped that his answer would make the goth influence stronger and halt Kelly’s progression into becoming Damien’s corporate drone. He didn't know whether it even worked like that, but for now, it was all he could do.

Billy’s heart almost dropped when he saw Damien come out of his and Christine’s joint office. Their distance was not far, so Damien also easily spotted Billy. Damien looked at Billy for a moment and then walked away.

“So, what is Damien doing here with you?” Billy asked Christine.

He was quite panicked when he entered the room. He had tried to smell whether the room had a fishy smell, but the strong scent of tobacco from Christine’s smoke had made it impossible to do so. But after he saw Christine looked fine, Billy calmed down. He worried that Damien would exploit Christine because Christine was one who showed drastic changes from his previous dreams’ influence. This time wasn’t an exception. Her purple hair was in a mohawk dutch braid like in his recent dream. Thankfully, her attire was still more on the goth-side with black turtleneck sweater top and long tulle skirt.

“Nothing much, he was asking about you rather than talking about me.” She answered.

“So, what answer did you give him?”

“Worry not, I don’t tell him about your dream and what we talked about yesterday, its quite ridiculous anyway, and I don’t think he would believe me even if I told him. I then told him to ask you himself if he had any questions about you. ”

Billy took a deep breath and then looked at Christine seriously. “Thank you, Christine. Anyway, after talking with him, what kind of man do you think Damien is? I think he is a little creepy, but you are a better judge of someone's character than me, so I want to hear your opinion.”

To be continued in next chapter.

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