Hell no!

“Get bent, old lady!” Natalia yelled, losing her air of sophistication. She jumped to her feet and slammed her hands down on the desk as she leaned forward to glare at Helen, her large breasts swaying like the most tempting fruit in the world from her chest. “This is my house! This is my plan! And your son is my fucking ticket to winning this fucking game! So take your dried up old cunt and go hunt up a male willing to fuck you!”

“Some girls have to learn the hard way it seems,” Helen said in an amused tone, not at all intimidated by the much larger girl in front of her. She marched up to her side of the desk and leaned forward so her face was only inches away from Natalia’s choleric countenance.

“Are you sure you want to test me, girl,” Helen asked, giving Natalia one last chance.

“Fuck you, old woman.”

Helen didn’t bother with any more words. She’d already given fair warning. With the experience gained from a hundred bar fights she reached out as fast as a snake and tangled her hands in Natalia’s abundant hair, and then before the startled city-bred girl could react she slammed her forehead into the top of the solid oak desk.

Natalia’s head bounced. Helen released her grip on the girl’s hair and she stumbled backward, blood pouring from what looked like a broken nose. Natalia’s long legs got tangled with her executive chair and she went sprawling onto the floor.

Helen vaulted over the desk and once again latched onto Natalia’s hair. Using it as a handle she dragged the bit-titted brunette out from behind the desk, not allowing her a chance to get her legs under her and with a heave tossed her into the middle of the floor. This bit of slapstick was more than enough to cause her massive breasts to pop free of the blouse that had barely contained them in the first place.

“You broke my nose!” Natalia cried out in shock and pain as her hands went to her face in an attempt to staunch the flow of blood. She didn’t need to. The nanites in her body were on the job and the flow of blood was already slowing to a trickle. In a short while her broken nose would reset and heal, but for now it was radiating pain unlike anything the sheltered girl had ever experienced. Tears streamed down her face as she looked at Helen as if the smaller older woman was some sort of monster.

“I did warn you girl,” Helen said, not even looking mused by the casual violence she had just administered. She strolled around behind the desk and ducked down to peer into the well of the desk. A moment later she emerged, a large bulky gun in her hand. She examined it closely and then broke open the breech and extracted a large tranquilizer needle. She tossed it onto the floor and stomped on it with her foot, shattering it. The gun she tossed in the trash can. She gave Natalia a disgusted look.

“What? I had to take precautions! I couldn’t risk John deciding to claim me before I could develop a partial immunity. There is too much at stake!”

“You still haven’t explained the partial immunity thing.”

“Felinoids, the race that is overseeing our transformations, have alpha females. They can feed potential harem members an analogue of the male’s sperm, marking her as a member of the harem, and mitigating the narcotic effect of his sperm on her. Betty discovered a way to mimic the effect.”

“How did one of these Alpha feed them this analogue?” Helen asked with a particular intensity.

Natalia was too preoccupied with her aching face to notice Helen’s intense interest. With tears streaming down her cheeks and cutting paths through the blood she had smeared across her face sobbed in pain. “I don’t have time for this! I have to get to the clinic and have Malia look at my nose!”

“Oh, don’t be such a baby,” Helen said in derision. She walked up and knocked Natalia’s hands out of the way. She then reached out, gripped the girl’s nose and wrenched it straight. “There you go, no charge,” she said, ignoring the wail of pain Natalia let out.

“You’re a monster,” Natalia sobbed, cradling her face in her hands. Nothing remained of the cool in control executive that had first greeted them when they'd walked into her office.

“I gave you fair warning girl. Now I’m going to ask you again. How did one of these alphas feed the would-be harem members an analogue of the male’s sperm?” Helen asked, and to make sure she had the girl's attention reached out and took each of Natalia's nipples in one hand and twisted, forcing the girl to her knees and causing fresh tears to stream down her face.