Rachel on top

Rachel stood in front of her office building. She'd wished she could have extended her vacation just a little bit more but she still wasn't sure if Oliver would ever give them any money and she'd rather not lose her job in this environment. Of course her dream was to sell her milk, but she knew the market for that would never sustain the kind of lifestyle Eliza needed and deserved.

She reached for the door and then stopped. She tapped her foot anxisously and looked around. How dumb was it that she needed permission to enter her own office? Fuck.

"You there," She called to a man walking by, "Give me permission to enter this building."

The man stopped and stared at her. All of her, but mostly her tits. Rachel was wearing a form fitting qipao that stretched across her chest invitingly and she could feel his eyes on them.

Then he finally lifted his gaze to her face, or rather, to her horns. He shuddered, "Uh...yes...of course...please...go inside!" He turned and ran away.

That was an interesting reaction, he must really be afraid of her. Well she had her permission now so she strode inside. She made for her office but stopped just outside. Her name was gone from the door. Nothing replaced it, but her name was gone. She tried the doorknob but found it locked. She pulled out her key but as she suspected it didn't work.

With a sigh she turned and walked over to the office of her manager. His door was open so she stuck her head inside, "Ken my office is locked and my name's gone. What's going on?"

Rachel couldn't decide if Ken's reaction was better or worse than the man on the street. He immediately got up and came around, bowing his head slightly to her, "R-Rachel...we missed you. Um. You see...don't turn me into a toad or anything but I had to get rid of your office..."

"...Why?"

"Orders from above you see. They've decided that women..." He stared at her horns and gulped, "Women should only deal with women's law..."

"Women's law?" He had said it as if it were a thing, but Rachel had no idea what he was talking about.

"Yes. But don't worry. I pulled some strings and made you department head!"

Rachel crossed her arms under her chest, "Really? I get a raise?"

He shook his head, "No...not at such. But you get to keep your salary...all the other female lawyers are getting pay cuts..."

"So where is my new office?"

Ken sighed, "Follow me..." He led her back to the elevator and down to the 7th floor. Rachel didn't care at all about being on a lower floor, she was just glad it wasn't the basement. Still she was sure there was something about the firm putting all the women on the lowest floor they rented in this building.

The elevators doors open and he led her through a maze of cubicles, all filled with women, to the back of the floor. There was a door with her name on it and he opened it and gestured her in. She was shocked as she stepped in, "A corner office...this is...much bigger than my old one." Sure the furniture was dated, actually it was in rather poor shape, likely dragged out of storage somewhere. But still. A large corner office. She was impressed.

Ken chuckled softly, "Well it actually would have cost more for them to tear it out so...here you go! But uh...well...I said your department manager but well..."

Rachel knew there was a catch, "What? I don't have the same authority or budget as the men?"

Ken nodded, "Ya, how did you know? But don't worry, you'll be fine. The partners don't want anything to do with women's law, they just want you to make them money. As long as your profitable I doubt you'll see too much interference from them. Even though we're both department heads, I'm technically still your boss. I'm supposed to approve your hiring and other major purchases but I wouldn't think to question a divine being like you so just send me things to rubber stamp, that's all."

"And my budget?"

"Well it's small but-"

"I'll have some of yours." Rachel said.

"Well, no, I can't-"

"I'll have some of yours." Rachel repeated. She was beginning to think her demonic presence might be a little loophole to Lina's world. She might have put men in charge but they still feared her. She could work with that.

"Right...of course. Well I should go but first..." He walked over to her desk and tapped on some pages, "I took the liberty of pre-approving some new hires for you. You've got lots of talented lawyers here, but the men took all the admin staff for themselves. I'm sure you'll be happy with any of these girls as an assistant."

Ken left and Rachel walked over and picked up the stack of resumes. Quite different from the pre-Lina world. All of the resumes contained the sort of information she'd expect. Education, employment history, skills. Of course all of the resumes were women, that wouldn't have been particularly surprising in the old world either. What was surprising was that each resume came with a photo, or a collection of photos.

In the old world some people chose to add professional looking headshots to a resume, but no administrative assistant ever included a bikini shot. Well, Rachel hoped it had been that way at least.

She flicked through the photos and noticed a few things in common with all the candidates. They young, hot, and not afraid to show some skin. In fact one woman had included full frontal nudity in her application.

She stopped and stared at the last application. She felt her heart start to race. She was gorgeous. Absolutely stunning. Totally her type.

She bit her lip. What would Nat and Eliza say about adding another girl....

No. Way too early for that. Maybe she was just feeling a little jealous about Oliver and his Harem. That jerk.

She set the resumes down and walked out of her office. She entered the closest cubicle and saw a woman typing away, "I'm Rachel Fournier, the new department head. I'd like to talk to everyone. Bring everyone to the conference room now." She went and waited.

It didn't take long for her new employees to file in. She recognized a few of them, but there hadn't been a lot of other women in her department to begin with and she really never interacted with the others.

"Thank you-" She realized immediately that her voice was too quiet. She quickly twisted her nipples and tried to move on, "I'm Rachel Fournier, the new department head. I have been on vacation so bring me up to speed. Let's start with-"

Rachel spent the rest of the morning figuring out just what her people were doing. As she listened she started to realize this new whole held far more opportunities than she'd imagined.

By the time Rachel left the office from her first day back she'd already made several radical changes. Changes that were sure to go over well with upper management.

First, the dress code. If she couldn't wear a bra, why should her subordinates? Not to mention outlawing pants of any kind, sweaters, jackets, blazers and the like. She'd expected some pushback but instead her employees gladly shed their bras right in front of her. It seems that men were more likely to fear her while women tended to worship. They would gladly follow her example.

Second, she changed how their targeted the department entirely. Women's law was a new field, at least to her, but it mostly entailed civil cases between two women. Since women weren't allowed to own much these cases did not bring in a lot of money for the firm. They were still profitable, since the female lawyer's salaries had been slashed, but barely. The rare time the department had a big payday when from women suing men. That's where the money was.

The previous strategy had been adopted because of a fear of attacking powerful men, but Rachel wasn't afraid. Her presence in the office emboldened the others too. Lina might have solved sexual ****, while making verbal harassment legal, but she hadn't made me saints or above the law. There were still ample cases of fraud, theft, and **** they could target. Rachel wasn't on some kind of feminist crusade, but if she could make money by helping other women then she would.

The third change she'd made is removing all the milk and cream from the break room...and replacing them with her own. Free for now, although once she'd convinced the office how good it tasted she'd start charging for it.

That, and arranging some interviews, had filled her day and then some. By the time she made it back home she was exhausted, her tits were swollen, and she was starting to get ditzy.

She pushed open the door and stumbled into the apartment only to find Eliza pounding Nat from behind with a strap on.

Rachel felt her pussy moisten as she watched, but she barely noticed her IQ ticking away. By the time she reached her girlfriends she was naked and squeezing her own tits. "Moo!" She begged.

Nat looked up at her with glassy eyes. She was naked and so it was easy to see the words written on her chest. Flat, horny, and insatiable.

Rachel grinned and grabbed the chain between Nat's tits and dragged her away to the bedroom. She mewled as Eliza's fake cock slide out of her but didn't protest. Against Rachel in their current condition she was far too submissive to say anything.

Rachel made Nat eat her out and Eliza to fuck her face with the dildo. Thanks to her transformations she experienced it like she was being fucked and licked at the same time. It was wonderful.

She came and temporarily regained her intelligence, but she decided she wasn't done and made them keep going. Neither woman had any issue with that.

After her third orgasm she needed a little break. She had them switch to sucking her tits. She needed to be milked anyway.

Of course that led the need for another orgasm to clean her head, but Eliza was happy to do it.

She erased the words on Nat's chest. Letting her be dumb was fine, but Rachel really liked big boobs. She didn't know why Eliza didn't just make her dumb and busty, that's what Rachel would have done.

"F cups, mute, topless." Rachel said as she wrote on Nat. Nat's intelligence came back but she was left unable to say anything witty. Topless was just for fun. No matter how hard she tried she wouldn't be able to cover her chest up.

As it turned out Eliza couldn't speak either. Nat had shut her down earlier to prevent any commands using the chain. Rachel was fine with that. She made her girlfriend's kneel submissively in front of her and smiled.

"So girls...you know how much I love the two of you, and I'd never throw you away or do anything to hurt you...but what do you think about me building a Harem? I think it would be quite easy actually. Lina has fucked this world quite a bit, but that doesn't mean I can't do some fucking right back. I'd share of course. The three of us would be on top but I could get a number of worshippers to serve us. What do you think?"

Of course they didn't answer. Rachel didn't want them to respond too hastily after all.

Rachel stroked their hair gently, "Think about it. I won't do anything rash, but think about it. Why should Oliver have all the fun?"

Nat and Eliza looked at each other, then nodded at Rachel. Not in agreement at her idea, but rather an acknowledgement that they would think it over.

"Excellent. Well then as much as I would love to keep playing, I have work tomorrow and dear Eliza has to go back to school. We should get some rest."

Rachel imagined Nat wanted to talk about her trip and they wanted to discuss Oliver's visit but she enjoyed being on control just a little too much to give it up that easily. The three of them cuddled in bed for a little bit before drifting off the sleep in silence.