Your new assistant

You smile as the girls get dressed and at your suggestion they dress as slutty as they can get go without the risk of getting arrested. Honestly most of the clothes you had bought for Renna over the years, thanks to your new perspectives on life seem way too conservative; they were all way too lose and not nearly short enough but a pair of scissors were able to at least fix some of that for now. As long as they looked hot though, that was all you cared about. The cheaper and trashier they looked the better in fact. Clothes didn't matter so much as making sure their makeup looked great. You actually made sure they looked perfect in that respect since their job for you was selling it. "Liza, how do you feel about working with my daughter? About the makeup, the loosening up, becoming every bit the easy little tramp that you were born to be?"

Liza just moaned and smiled, "It has been so much fucking fun. All those years wasted as a Bible belting good little bitch were such a waste. All the time I could have spent making money and having fun with my tight body that so many men drool over. God damn was I an idiot."

With a smile you give her a hug, "A fucking idiot indeed. But imagine what a braindead little cunt your mother is. She's so much older than you and she's wasted so much of her life on the same crap. She's even more of a goody two-shoes bitch than you used to be, seems like such a shame to leave her that way." She gave both Renna and Liza a kiss on the lips before continuing, now with her voice much more sultry and sexual than before. "Seems like such a waste to leave her like that. But with all the money I'll be making at the company, it might be a little difficult to concentrate on my work. If only there was a way to turn your mother into a living sex toy that I could take advantage of during my shift today."

Liza just smiled and wrapped her arms around your neck, getting almost close enough for you lips to touch and smiled lustily. "So let's cut to the chase. I think what you're saying is you want to help introduce my mother to the glories of Evil-Glam. We both know she'd be turned off by the brand name and would never use any herself. Cunt barely likes makeup at all, let alone this stuff. I'd imagine you need some 'assistance' in helping her put it on."

You just smile and grin, "Exactly." Stepping away you reach over to the $150 that Liza and Renna gave you last night. You hold the fifty in front of your daughter and the hundred in front of Liza. "I'm sure the three of us together can help her realize how right we are. One way or another."

Liza looked at you with a thoughtful look, just staring at the money in front of her while her pussy moistened at the thought of getting back what she spent last night. Renna on the other hand looked angry, "Hey, why are you giving that whore a hundred while you're only giving me fifty?!"

With a consoling, condescending look at your daughter you just smile. "Because helping me lock down mommy isn't the only job I have for Liza. We already have sweet, innocent Liza on our team. If we can sway mommy and daddy to our side, then we might be able to start worming our way into that frumpy little church they go to. With their family having such a goody-goody reputation, they'll have the trust of so many of the others in that place. It'll help us get our foot in the door and open that market up."

Liza and Renna were now both very interested in what you were saying as they began thinking about how they could manipulate some of those naive church idiots into using product and buying from them. "Renna's daddy leaves for work early in the morning and his ever-faithful little housewife will be there. Alone. Which will leave us plenty of opportunity to give the woman a little bit of a makeover. Of course after her enlightenment, she'll be too busy with me to make dinner like she usually does. Liza, I'm sure you don't want your poor daddy to go hungry right," you ask, voice dripping with sarcasm.

Liza shakes her head and says, "of course not, I love my daddy with all my heart," with equal sarcasm.

"Then maybe while his wife is busy helping me, you can provide him a couple of protein bars to tide him over. A couple of those and the man'll be so dumb and horny that he'll fuck anything that moves. That's when Liza can complete her second job and earn the other fifty dollars. And it'll be so easy. Once your dad has is so ready to burst that he'll fuck anything that moves, all you need to do, is move."

Liza thought about the implications. You were paying her to turn her mother into your human fucktoy and turning her dad into a mindless drone enslaved to the whims of his cock. And to fuck him. Liza stood in front of you staring at the money in your hand and it only took about two seconds before she snatched it out of your hand. Renna had already snatched up the fifty that you offered her. "Alright kids, our dear sweet Liza didn't come home last night so her parents must be so worried, let's go to her house and let mommy know that you're alright."