A lot. She experiments

Guanyin laughs, "it's true, I swear we make double in tips when you're facing away from the counter. I can't fault you for knowing what you have." Movement must have caught her eye, because she looks toward the door. Carina follows suite and sees a middle aged man, a regular named Joe or something like that, parking his car.

Carina hurries to say, "Listen, Yin, it won't seem unusual that the store is going to be empty for the next hour, or that I'm going to be talking about you and describing you." A quick look at the door shows the man getting back in his car and driving away.

Guanyin shrugs and leans against the counter to listen, her expression neutral. "Um, sure. I guess we have the time, so go ahead."

"So, Yin, deep down you're a very sexual person. I know you've always been pretty reserved, but that was all an act. Really, you're practically never not horny." She observes the woman, careful to see how her changes would occur. Her boss' clothes didn't change, like they had when Carina had given her bigger breasts, telling Carina that she must have been embarrassed by them. Still the oversized uniform, the apron tied loosely, her long, beautiful hair up in a bun, and her jeans, still baggy in a style Carina has always called "mom jeans." No, the change was subtle, and she isn't sure she'd be able to voice exactly what happened. On the surface, Yin's expression changed obviously. Red cheeked, a guilty look. However, her posture changed as well, like years of deep shame pressed down on her shoulders.

Before Guanyin could speak, Carina followed her previous changes up with, "but you have one place of refuge, where you're comfortable and don't have to be embarrassed: at home, with your husband, Sam. At home, I know, you spend most of your waking time doing something sexy. You wear nothing but lingerie, there, to show off your huge, perfectly shaped tits, and you and Sam fuck for hours every night, or watching porn, or reading erotica. Even casually watching TV you can't help but play with his cock or your pussy. Your libido is so incredibly high, that even talking about this is turning you on." She watches the changes again, ready to make tweaks. She's half way there. Yin glances toward the bathroom a few times, breathing heavily. Her legs squeeze together like she's holding something in, but the only thing she's trying to tamp down is how much she needs to play with herself.

"How do you know about that? It's supposed to be a secret. You can't tell anyone else that we have this... problem."

Carina grins, power going to her head. She's surprised to find that she doesn't mind that she probably just gave her boss a sex addiction and destroyed her hobbies. What's the problem with a sex addiction if someone with magic powers can keep it from getting in the way? "The only problem is that things keep turning you on at work. Sometimes customers are just so hot, and you're so incredibly, impossibly beautiful that they can't help but flirt with you. Men or women, it doesn't matter for you; if someone's hot, you want to fuck them. I'm sure you've had sexual thoughts about me and the other staff, too. But up until now you've held it in, and suffered in secret. You've never once cheated on your husband, and you barely even flirt back."

Now the most obvious change was to Guanyin's appearance. Her body tightened up, even under the baggy clothes, reproportioning. Every feature becoming beautiful and elegant. Carina has never thought of a hand as pretty before, but Yin's hand on the counter became perfect, without blemish, skin perfectly smooth and pale, fingers long and graceful, nails impeccable and manicured. When Carina looked to Yin's face, though, it nearly took the breath out of her. She felt her heart pound in her chest. Everything about her, from her nose to her eyebrows, her lips, are the perfect feminine beauty. Her eyes are warm and inviting, a light nutty brown that display a deep intelligence even if what they communicate is nothing but arousal in this moment.

Yin licks her lips, filling Carina's head with thoughts of kissing her, and feeling those lips against her own tongue. But Guanyin is looking down at Carina's body, undisguised desire on her face. "I suppose I can't have been that subtle after all," she chuckled. "I'm so fired."

Carina shakes her head, both in response and to try to get her thoughts back on track. She had a plan, dammit, it's not the time to get side tracked. "N-no, you're not. This morning you realized that Jim is in love with you and would never be able to fire you," she says. Jim is the franchise owner, and Carina suspected he'd never fire any of the girls. He's an old letch and exclusively hires girls that he thinks are hot. In fact, Carina has heard that he insists on doing the hiring himself, probably just for that. Carina continues, "in fact, this morning, you realized you can get away with whatever you want at work."