Laurie lies

Matt look down at Samira. Her hair was a mess and her face was covered in cum. He had one hand on his dick, it was huge and hard and ready to go again. He stroked it and taunted her, "Beg for it." He ordered her.

Suddenly he felt strange. Why was Samira towering over him? He stared up at her and saw that she looked powerful and dominant in a sexy black dress. Samira stepped closer and lifted up her dress exposing her bare pussy, "Lick." She ordered.

Matt found himself obeying and getting wetter and wetter. Wait...wet? No...he was getting hard.

Samira suddenly flipped Matt over onto all fours on the bed. His heavy breasts swung free, he was naked. Breasts? He didn't have breasts...

"Fuck your cunt is so pretty..." Samira said, slapping Matt's ass, "Get ready slut."

Seconds later Matt felt the dildo slide into his pussy. Samira was pounding away and he was getting closer and closer and...

Matt woke with a scream of pleasure as an orgasm ripped through his body. Shocked he looked down at himself, "No. Fuck. Fuck! How? I didn't have permission!"

Last night Jade had given Samira permission to play with Matt's female self and so he'd gone to bed a male. He remembered the Wet Dreams transformation, but he figured it wouldn't trigger without permission, that he'd just be edged.

Well...he was wrong.

He rolled over to the nightstand and grabbed his phone. He called Jade.

It rang, and rang, and rang. Then went to voicemail.

He sent her a text. Then he called again.

"Fuck I have to work today...HE has to work today. I can't go in like this." Matt groaned. In retrospect he realized this was going to happen either way. If he hadn't been able to cum and just woken up on the edge, sissy-phus would have meant he would stay on edge until he came and there's no way he'd survive a day like that.

Unfortunately he couldn't take matters into his own hands. He needed Jade's help.

He would have to just get ready for work like normal, then take a change of clothes over to Jade's place.

"Wait...Mal's there too..." If Jade wouldn't answer, maybe Mal would.

He called Mal, who picked up on the second ring, "Hello?"

"Mal, fuck. I'm her again. He needs to go to work. Are you still at Jade's?"

"No sorry, I left for work already. I was hoping to make it to my office without being seen as much as possible." Mal replied.

"Damn. Ok. Worth a shot. Good luck. Uh before you go can I have permission to get dressed?"

"Of course. And good luck to you too buddy." Mal said before hanging up.

Matt didn't know how long the permission to dress lasted, so he grabbed his stuff and hurried into the hallway. He put on a rather form fitting black dress and black shoes, then hurried off to Jade's apartment.

Laurie sat in her office. HER office. She still couldn't believe it. The idea that she'd get a promotion she never applied to, to a position that wasn't even vacant yesterday, well, it was unbelievable. The email didn't even look real. The manager had won the lottery and quit in the middle of the night and Laurie was the only one qualified so they didn't bother interviewing? It was total bullshit. But at the same time, it was real. Laurie was no longer a nurse. No more shift work. No more union. Most importantly right now...no more scrubs.

There was a knock at her open door and she looked up as a man entered. She'd never met him in person, but she recognized him, he was the medical director of obstetrics, in other words, her new boss.

"Laurie!" He said cheerfully, giving her a jolt of arousal, "So nice to meet you. I'm so glad you were able to take this role on such short notice. You're doing us a real favour."

"It's an honour Dr. Ma," Laurie said, her voice barley a whisper "I promise I'll work hard to meet your expectations."

"What was that? I couldn't hear you." He said, looking rather upset.

"I said it's an honour." She repeated.

Dr. Ma frowned, "Laurie I do hope you'll be a little more forceful with your employees. Are you always so quiet?"

"No, I'm so sorry, dry throat..." The lie came easily, too easily. She felt her chest expand and blushed. She could come clean. She SHOULD come clean. But admitting to lying to her boss the moment she met him...not a good look. She hoped he'd let it slide, and she'd have to live with bigger boobs, "I'm sorry sir. I'm just a little nervous. The job was so sudden, but I promise I'll do my very best."

She felt a slight breeze and realized her new bust had shifted her dress to a dangerous level of cleavage. She tried to keep a straight face even as she saw his eyes dart downwards.

"Alright, good. I'm expecting great things. Don't disappoint me." He managed to peel his eyes away before walking out of the room.

Laurie breathed a sigh of relief as he left, then had another minor panic as she started to go over her onboarding documents. This job was way over her head. Sure, it wasn't unheard of for nurses to become managers. But Laurie herself just didn't have the experience, she was, by far, the youngest manager in the hospital now.

"Get it together Laurie..." She told herself. She might not have applied for this job, but it didn't mean she didn't want it, or the significant pay bump. She'd just have to do her best.

Mal had managed to make it to his office without getting accosted by anyone, but his peace didn't last long. It was just after 830 when there was a knock at his door.

He nearly ignored it. It wasn't his office hours and the university wouldn't give him a hard time for ignoring someone at this hour.

But still...that wasn't the kind of teacher he wanted to be. Despite his appearance now, he wanted to help, if he could. He might've been more keen to avoid people if he didn't have 'fitting in' He wasn't sure how people would accept his current form, but he trusted the magic would still work.

"Come in." He called, still not used to his new, feminine, voice.

The door opened and his heart sank. Of all the people...actually, he should have expected it to be her.

"Cindy..."

"Heya professor!" Cindy strolled in with a huge smile, "Oh my God. It's fucking real. You know when I found this app on my phone I was kinda confused and I just played around with it but now...I mean there's no freaking way you'd wear THAT to work."

Mal looked down at himself, pointlessly, he had no idea what he was wearing after all. He'd borrowed some clothes from Jade, but he figured that wasn't what he was wearing now. He could feel something on his skin, but nothing about the feel of it felt wrong. He looked up at her, "Listen Cindy..."

"Wait, seriously? You don't care that your shirt has that written on it?" Cindy seemed incredulous.

Mal raised an eyebrow, "What does it say?"

"Are you blind? It says slut!"

Mal tried to pretend he'd known all along, "And I'm supposed to be ashamed?"

Cindy was flustered, "Well...no...Of course not. I just...you're so straight laced..."

"Is there something I can help you with? If not I'd prefer you don't play around with any mysterious apps on your phone."

"You really aren't bothered...what if I do...this!" Cindy tapped something on her phone and Mal instantly knew what had happened. He was naked. Totally naked.

"Cindy that's not appropriate." Mal said seriously.

"Oh my God! Live a little! You're so hot, well, as a guy. Sorry, I'm not into girls. But you're just too stiff. We could have a lot of fun together."

"Cindy it would be in-"

"Inappropriate. I know. I heard you last time. But now...now I have leverage."

"What...are you...blackmailing me for sex?" Mal couldn't believe he'd even had to say that sentence.

"No! Not as such..." Cindy seemed embarrassed when it was phrased that way, "I just want you to loosen up. We don't have to have sex for that to happen. I'm just going to make sure you're dressed to party, the rest is up to you."

She tapped her phone again and Mal felt clothes reappear. He couldn't see it, but it was obviously a dress. A skimpy one at that.

"Girl Mal can wear party dresses and boy Mal...hmm...tight white t-shirts and shorts. Show off your arms. Yeah...Anyway here..." Cindy approached his desk and wrote a number phone on a piece of paper, "My number. You wouldn't accept it before, but I have a feeling you'll take it now, won't you?"

Mal didn't say anything as Cindy winked and slowly left the room.

He sighed. What was he going to do about her?

Jade woke to a pounding at her door. She groaned and slowly dragged herself towards it. THe pounding continued until she opened it, "What?" She demanded, in a much softer tone than she intended.

"Oh fuck, Jade!" There was a gorgeous woman standing there.

"Um, like, what are you talking about?" The woman had used a word Jade didn't know. "Who are you?"

"It's me. Matt." The woman said, "I need to switch to him so he can go to work. Can I come in?"

"Matt? Wow. You're totz hot. Uh, sure." Jade stepped back and let her in.

"I'm sorry if I woke you, I tried calling a bunch of times," Matt said, "I can uh, take care of things myself, I just need permission to touch myself and permission to cum."

"No." Jade said.

"Huh, what the fuck?" Matt said, obviously angry.

Jade tilted her head, "There's that word again...um, I don't know what you are like, uh, talking about."

"Jade you have to help me." Matt said.

"Like, I will. Follow me." Jade walked to her bedroom without waiting to see if she would follow. Inside she turned to face her, "Lie down on the bed."

"Uh...what's going on?" Matt asked.

"I want to practice on my pussy. Like, not the one on me, the one on you." Jade clarified. She'd discuss it with Mal last night. She wanted to charge for her services, but she wasn't sure she was good enough to warrant that. She was pretty confident when it came to sucking dick, but a lot of her regulars were women. If she couldn't satisfy them then her business would be a bust.

"Oh, did you practice on Mal last night?" Matt asked.

Jade scoffed, "No..." She'd asked. He'd turned her down. But she didn't need Matt's permission, she owned that pussy after all.

Although she did feel better when she got onto the bed by herself, "Ok well go for it then."

Jade pulled her panties off and pushed her thighs apart. Maybe it was her technique, or maybe Matt was just easily to please, but she soon had her dancing under her tongue. Not 5 minutes had passed before Matt was begging for it, "I...I'm ready. Please..."

Jade stopped to speak, "You may, like, totally cum."

It was shocking to see a dick sprout from the pussy she'd just been licking, and in seconds there was the Matt she knew lying in her bed.

Matt quickly peeled off the dress, "Ugh, I can't believe she wears that. I brought a change of clothes, is it ok if I dress?"

"Go for it dude." Jade said, "Are you staying for breakfast?"

He shook his head, "No. I'm going to be late. Thanks. Bye."

He rushed off and Jade looked at her clock. She sighed. Time to go back to bed!

"You wanted to see me sir?" Avery asked as she entered her bosses office.

"Yes, there you are," He said, staring straight at her tits, "I saw your email...you really want to attend trade shows? I'll admit you've got the look, but you're more valuable to me in the office working on projects. I don't think I can allow it."

Avery gulped, "Please sir. It's my dream."

"You came to Canada to be a booth girl? I don't know if we'll be able to renew your work permit under that category...but maybe I could let you attend one or two."

"Yes, that would be great. Thank you sir."

"Of course there is something I'd like you to do in return."

Avery nodded, "Of course sir. Anything." And she really meant that. She'd do anything for this job.

"Well it's very stressful being the boss. I need you to help me relief that stress."

Avery smiled, "I'd be happy to. You want a massage?"

"No. I was thinking something more intimate."

Avery was puzzled. Going the extra mile had made it so that she would do literally anything he asked, but it hadn't turned her into a slut. She couldn't quite get there on her own.

He sighed, exasperated, "Suck my cock." He ordered.

"Yes sir!"

Avery walked around the desk and knelt down in front of him. She was a little nervous, she needed to do a good job. He was her boss after all. If she disappointed him she could get deported.

She unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was smaller than she'd pictured in her mind. Not that she'd thought about his cock before today. But it wasn't like she'd seen many to compare it too anyway.

She got started. Stroking the shaft with her hand and leaning in to lick the tip. His soft moan was a good sign, so she kept going. She pushed down and immediately gasped. As his dick entered her mouth she could feel in down below too!

It was so shocking she stopped momentarily but she couldn't give up on pleasing her boss. She pushed through and started bobbing up and down on his dick. Every stroke made the phantom cock slide in and out of her pussy and thanks to hair trigger she was on edge longer before he was ready, but her nanites wouldn't let her cum.

Just when he was ready he suddenly pulled back and stroked himself to finish all over her chest. She was shocked but didn't try to stop him.

"Good girl," He said in a condescending tone, "Go clean yourself up and then get back to work. You'd better hit your deliverables this week."

She stood up, "Yes sir." Then she rushed to the bathroom. Her chest was coating in his sperm. Most of her skin, but a little bit got on her dress.

She scooped up as much as she could and put it in her mouth. Just like Laurie's pussy earlier today, her nanities made it taste amazing. Seriously, she couldn't get enough of it. She went as far as pulling her dress up to try licking it clean, but unfortunately it did leave a small stain.

She would have liked to go change, but she couldn't. She HAD to get back to work. She couldn't miss her deliverables after all. She rushed back to her cubicle and got to it.

Samira walked into her living room and set down the box. She grabbed some scissors from the kitchen and carefully cut it open. Then turned on her voice recorder app and got to work.

"I'm opening the box now. The packaging is nice, very classy. The box is all Black with the word Hers in fine gold lettering. Alright it's out of the shipping box now. It's quite light, I can easily hold it in one hand..."

Samira went on as she opened the box and read through the instructions. Being a sex toy tester wasn't the most glamorous job, but she took it seriously. Her employer relied on her to provide quality reviews so they could stock only the very best on the market.

On one hand she was glad that she only review high end products. It made her feel classy and gave her a sense of importance. On the other hand...there were only so many $500 vibrators out there. While the pay per review wasn't that bad, she just didn't do enough reviews altogether. She truly had no idea how she'd managed to pay rent in Toronto of all places for so long, or what she'd been doing with all her free time, but something had to give. Unless something changed she'd miss next months rent payment and then it was only a matter of time before she was evicted.

She sighed and looked down at her current review. It certainly looked sleek and powerful. She grinned, now for the best part of her job. She stood up and slid down her skirt and...

"Oh right..." She always wore a chastity belt. How could she forget? It certainly made her job harder. Oh well. Her review wasn't due for a few days. She shut off her recorder and put the vibrator back in the box.

She picked up her phone and dialed Matt. Unfortunately it went straight to voicemail, but she didn't mind leaving a message, "Hey Matt, it's me. I need your help to unlock my belt so I can test a new vibrator so I want you to come over on your way home from work. We can head to Avery's together. Oh and I'd love to suck your dick while you're here. Let me know when to expect you. Bye!"

Samira lowered her phone and sighed. She was bored. There were lots of things she could think of doing, but not for free. What she really needed was a sugar daddy...or mommy...or...thinking of Matt...both. He was a scientist right? He must make lots of money.

"Ugh, what am I even thinking?" She wasn't some kind of gold digger. She liked Matt because...well...because his dick tasted so good! But also he was funny, and kind. And she'd always though she could go both ways but never felt like pursing a women. She was pretty sure she was like 70% straight...but the other 30%? Well Matt could scratch that desire without having to commit. He was kind of perfect for her.

She supposed Mal would sort of meet those criteria too...but he was too straight laced for her...plus she doubted his cum tasted as good as Matt's. She'd just got lucky there.

"I've got it!" She knew what she had to do. They say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. She didn't have a lot of money to spend of fancy groceries but had THE best butter tart recipe in the world. She had plenty of time to make some before he got off work. She stood up and got to work.