Not just yet

Mark watched the door click shut behind Emily and Madison, a deep, satisfied smirk settling on his face. He stood there for a moment, still half-hard in his pants, replaying the last thirty minutes in his head.

He had just turned Susan Whitaker’s two senior HR managers, specifically Susan’s direct 2ICs, into his personal, loyal, cock-worshipping subordinates. Both women had walked in ready to confront him about his behaviour, or whatever lie Susan had fed them. Now they were leaving with his cum still warm inside Emily and Madison’s lips still tasting like him.

And it had all started because Susan herself had set the meetings up for him.

She had personally scheduled the meetings, framed them as harmless “confidential leadership assessments,” and even encouraged him, saying she believed he could convince them. She had helped set everything up because she now put Mark first even above the firm, above protocol, above everything.

He was her main priority.

And with Emily and Madison, Mark was aware now effectively controlled the entire senior leadership of the HR department.

Susan, the stern and calculating Head of HR, was deeply in love with him and loyal to him above all else. She had already reshaped her own body to please him — those full D-cup breasts straining against her blouse, the narrower waist, and the rounder, firmer ass that now filled out her pinstripe skirt so perfectly.

Emily and Madison were now his as well.

Mark leaned back in his chair, the heavy weight of his cock still pleasantly noticeable in his trousers. The irony was delicious. The very department that was supposed to police his behaviour had become his personal asset. No more complaints. No more quiet investigations. No more favours he owed Susan — now she owed him everything.

He glanced at the clock. Susan would probably come by soon to check in and see how the meetings had gone. She would expect a report, and she would be eager to hear that her plan had worked.

Mark’s smile widened as he considered his next move.

He now had the entire HR leadership under his thumb. The only real question left was how much further he wanted to take it — and how carefully he needed to word things when Susan walked back through that door.

For now, he felt untouchable.

fishing his phone out of his pocket Mark stared at the screen for a moment, then opened the notepad app again. He typed out a clear message meant for Emily and Madison:

Emily and Madison, you are now fully mine. You will wait for my instructions and act completely normal in the office. Do not discuss what happened with anyone, including Susan. Continue behaving as usual until I give you further orders.

He read the message over once, then cleared his throat. “Emily, Madison,” Mark said, addressing the two women who were still sorting themselves out.

Both of them turned toward him immediately. Mark held up his phone so they could clearly see the screen. They leaned in and read the instructions in silence. When they finished, both women nodded obediently.

“Yes, Mark,” Emily said softly, her voice still slightly husky.

“We’ll act normal and wait for your orders,” Madison added, giving him a warm, adoring look.

Satisfied, Mark deleted the note from his phone as the two women finished adjusting their clothes and hair. With one last lingering glance at him, Emily and Madison slipped out of his office, closing the door quietly behind them.

Once the door clicked shut behind them, Mark remained standing behind his desk for a long moment, staring at the closed door with a satisfied but thoughtful expression.

Mark slowly sank back into his chair, the heavy weight of his enhanced cock still a constant reminder of how quickly this power could change things.

He leaned back and let out a slow breath, his mind racing.

So far, the power had been incredibly useful. He had fixed his dick size with a single angry outburst, turned Mindy from a casual cocksucker into an obsessed devotee, reshaped Susan into a far more attractive and completely loyal version of herself, and now claimed two more high-ranking women in the firm. If he played this right, he could protect himself from any future complaints, smooth over any issues with his wife, and basically reshape his entire life to his liking.

But…

He couldn’t ignore the warning signs.

What happened with Mindy earlier was still fresh in his mind. One frustrated, ego-driven rant about his dick size had spiralled wildly. He had meant to simply shut her up and feel bigger. But instead, he accidentally gave himself a massive cock and turned her into a full-blown obsessed worshipper. It had worked in his favour that time, but it could just as easily backfire.

Mark rubbed his jaw, eyes narrowing in thought.

He would need to be very, very careful from now on.

No more impulsive, angry statements. No more vague boasts or defensive lies spoken in the heat of the moment. Every single word mattered. One careless sentence could turn Susan from a devoted ally into something dangerous, make Emily start preaching about his “toxic masculinity” again in public, or twist Madison into something unpredictable.

The power was an incredible advantage… but it was also a loaded gun pointed at his own head.

Mark glanced down at his phone, then at the closed office door. Susan would probably come by soon to check in on how the meetings went. He needed to decide how much to tell her, how to phrase everything, and what his next move should actually be.

Should he bring all three women under even tighter control? Should he start using them to quietly fix problems around the firm? Or should he focus on his home situation with Lisa first?

He exhaled slowly, a mix of excitement and caution settling in his chest.

This power could give him everything he wanted… but only if he learned to control his mouth.