Boss -- Pornstar -- Leg separation

While the previous evening had managed to fill Richard's mind with a sturdy choice between two conflicting options, those being between two women, his ultimate decision ended up being informed by how far he had already gotten. After all, why start humiliating someone else anew when he was already well underway in turning someone else's life upside down.

The change was a subtle one, it had both been planned to be and appeared as such. When in the office, Richard noted as much when he saw his superior.

What the working man saw from his little cubicle could just be a trick of the eye, but he was sure that something was different. The gift received by the boss yesterday, smooth, shiny and strategically colorized skin, was still visible to those who wanted to look. Her professional dress was stretched strangely as she walked, as if she was constantly aiming her attention at stopping herself from doing something.

Richard saw the door to his boss' office close and he was immediately struck with curiosity. Normally he would avoid moves as blatant as the one which he planned on making, but with his boss' new look, it was difficult for his coworkers to take her seriously enough to warrant any stopping of an infringement on her privacy.

So, not a single person told or reprimanded Richard as he took the position he wanted right at the keyhole, through which he came to see exactly what he wanted to see. That being his boss in her chair, he legs no longer fell as was normal. Her lower limbs weren't crossed like a woman's nor spread out like a man's, but rather her thighs were raised, her knees pointing upwards at either side of her.

Richard didn't need to see much more than that, it was clear to him that his relic had worked once more and that the boss had now been given a pair of legs that naturally stayed open and invited people in. It was thus with a smile that he returned to his work desk until, eventually, he started to head home.

On his way back, the recently anointed wizard came to ponder that question that he had been made to ponder over the day before. What would be his next spell cast?

Richard wanted his boss to turn into a sex object in its purest form, but was still at a loss for how to achieve this. What would his next move be and how would he ultimately make her into nothing more than an unmoving object that was, nevertheless, conscious.