after the presentation

David put back on his clothes in defeat and stepped out of the room.

"Destiny!" Lance ran up to him. He got confused and checked to see if Destiny was poking out, "Have you seen David? I want to know how the presentation went! Is the merger going to happen?"

"I'm right here?" He said still confused.

"Yes yes. I know you are, but right now I'm looking for David. I never should have left this to your secretary."

Facial stepped out from the conference room, "he was fantastic!" She said walking up by David's side, "we were all sucked in by his presentation! He didn't blow the job!" She reached down and grabbed Destiny through his skirt.

David tried to casually swipe her hand away from his dick, but removing her grip couldn't be done be done without drawing attention to himself.

"Yes," 2 said stepping out of the room, "I caught the end of the presentation and found it to be an explosive oral performance," she walked to David's other side and joined Facial in grabbing David's dick, "don't get me wrong. I think he should remain a secretary...there were a few parts where he choked on it. But he took it on the chin, swallowed his mistakes, and chugged along."

David looked down in shock and over at Lance in bewilderment over how he couldn't see anything wrong with this. He again tried to swipe their grips away, again failing to subtly remove their hands. They responded to his attempts by giving him a slight squeeze while looking at him and smiling.

"Don't worry. We wouldn't dream of moving him out from under Destiny," Lance said, "while I have you. Now that the merger is going forward, I'd like to get your approval on the new logo." Lance pulled out a piece of paper that had the bizarre insignia of this cult that was obsessed with him and Destiny.

"Its perfect," Facial smiled.

"I agree" 2 said.

"I thought so too," Lance said, "anyway, glad everything went well. Destiny, when you see David please send him to my office."

"Lance, I'm right here," David said.

"Dont worry, Destiny. I'm not going to give him credit for your hard work there's something I specifically need him for." And then he walked off.

Looking around to make sure the coast is clear, David then said, “Destiny...why do people think I’m you when you’re not in my mouth?”

“After the facial and spiritual ritual, my royal spirit must overwhelm your measly little spirit.”

“So what? I just don’t exist anymore?”

“Not at all. Both of our spirits are in here, we just need to signal to people something that aligns with your spirit so you’re more recognizable.”

“So, maybe I’ll wear my own clothes then?” David asked with hope.

“No, clothes are just clothes. It’s not good enough. We need to show people something that truly represents who you are, if we want them to recognize you,” Destiny said, “I think I’ve got an idea!”

“What?”

Destiny shot out from under the skirt and lifted upwards before becoming face-to-face with David.

“What is th-“ David was about to ask before Destiny began coating David’s face with cum that immediately began crawling towards his mouth.

“Ha. Ha.” David dryly mocked, “yet again your method of solving thing sinvolves humiliating me. Let’s rethink this because this obviously isn’t going to work-“

“Hi David,” Lindsey, a fellow secretary, greeted him, “you look nice today.”

“t-thanks Lindsey. You, uh, look nice too.”

“Thanks! Maybe I’ll see you around!”

‘Is she flirting with me...?’ David thought.

“Maybe!” He replied before she smiled and walked away. David felt a smug energy coming from Destiny.

“No,” David said, “I don’t know how that worked, but no. This is not the summation of who I am.”

“Should we correct her then?” Destiny asked.

“No, but I am not going to wear this on my face whenever I want people to recognize me.”

“Sure David, we’ll brainstorm it later,” Destiny lied, “but for now, you need to meet Lance in his office.”