Kent

Kent sighs as he reads the e-mail requesting his presence in Helen’s office. Helen is an overbearing, micromanaging, pain. She is the reason he has been floating his resume.

He heads in. As he walks in, his jaw drops. Helen is dressed like a crazed dominatrix and her office has become a den of inequity. Sex toys line the wall. Rather than a desk, a medieval rack is the centerpiece of the office.

Kent is beyond shocked. He turns to leave. The door slams closed before he can reach it.

He turns to face Helen. Helen’s eyes have become demonic slits. Kent supposes he shouldn’t be surprised, Helen has always been the manager from Hell.

He mutters under his breath. “How did HR not catch this?”

Helen giggles and grabs him. Kent is shocked at her physical strength. In seconds he is bound on the curved rack. Helen slips off his pants and underwear. She teases his cock. Kent grimaces as he gets hard despite his repulsion.

At that moment Josie barges through the door.

Helen grins at her and snaps her whip. “You're late!"

Kent smiles. Josie likes Helen even less than he does. She’ll get help.

Instead of looking surprised as Kent expected, she replies playfully. "You wouldn't have wanted me to miss cuddle time with Genevieve would you?"

Helen laughs. "I suppose not. Now get your little pussy on Kent's nice long hard rod"

Kent stares at Josie in pure terror. He just keeps repeating to himself ‘she’s a lesbian’.

Josie struts toward him swaying seductively and poses sexily. "Of course boss."

Kent looks at Josie as if for the first time. She looks amazing. Her ass is round and is squeezed tightly by a latex skirt. Her dress is black and almost translucent. Her hard nipples strain against the fabric. She slips off her mini skirt. She isn’t wearing underwear and her secret garden is mowed bare.

Kent is fully erect as she slips her pussy onto his cock. His expression is one of terror.

Josie leans in and whispers. “Just play along.”

Kent gives her a hopeful smile and prays Josie has some kind of plan.

She begins to grind her pussy against his cock. He marvels at how hot tight and wet she is. As she grinds against him, he has to admit the pleasure is growing more intense.

Helen slaps Josie’s ass. "Faster Josie, no slacking."

Josie smiles wickedly and picks up the pace.

Kent senses his rocket is about to launch. He feels something terrible will happen if he cums. Panic reaches his eyes.

Kent sees Helen walking toward him, sucking her fingers.

Helen leans over Kent's ear and whispers, her voice dripping with lust. "Don't fight it. The idol gives true pleasure."

Kent cums. He feels a moment of intense pain and regret. It passes. His muscles grow larger. His tool grows massive and he feels more virile than ever before. He can’t understand how he’s been monogamous this long.

Josie hops off his now enormous cock and gives Helen a little curtsy.

Kent grins, admiring his powerful new body and crimson complexion.

He snaps the bonds which hold him and kneels at Helen's feet.

Kent growls. "Command me mistress!"

"See to it accounting belongs utterly to me. That girl Carmen has had the hots for you for quite a while. Begin with her."

"As you command."

Carmen. The thought of fucking that flirtatious little strumpet makes Kent’s improved cock bleed black pre-cum.

Kent concentrates and becomes a normal looking guy again, with a few modest improvements. He licks his lips at the thought of fucking Carmen and making her a **** to the idol. Then corrupting his pure-hearted wife, then his two college bound daughters, then....