Take her side

Margot storms out. You catch up with her as she's waiting for the elevator. She sees you and rolls her eyes. "What? Are you the guy he hired to intimidate me into whatever?"

"No" you say empathetically. "I'm the guy he wants to take over the company."

Margot gives you a big, sarcastic smile "Well unless you plan on destroying the company and turning it into a charity or something, nice to meet you, go to hell." The elevator doors open.

You grab her by the arm to keep her in place. She gives you a look that could kill. "Maybe I will" you say. "Maybe I will take the company apart piece by piece, and give all of your step-dad's money to some charity that would drive him crazy." You're not sure if you're saying this to get Margot's attention or if you're actually considering it. After all, Mr. Milton's greed has ruined your marriage. **** sounds nice. "But only you can help."

And Margot seems curious. "What do you mean?"

So you explain. "He wants me to take over for him. But he wants you to take over for your mother, seducing his investors."

"Is that what she does?" Margot scoffs, but you can see it on her face that she's a little hurt by what's become of her mother.

"He told me he could get you to become my wife and turn you into the same kind of sex kitten bimbo as your mom." You explain.

"And you think... I should let him?" Margot responds.

"I think we should do whatever is necessary to get our hands on the company. Then we can do anything we want with it. Don't you agree?" You ask. You see Margot's face contemplate her situation seriously. "We can ruin his life's work. But you would have to commit to the deception completely." you say, unsure if you're actually going to go through with this plan. Are you tricking Margot? Are you tricking yourself?

"How completely?" Margot asks.

"More completely than you think." you respond.

A day later you and Margot are back in Mr. Milton's office. This time you both sit side by side across from him. He stares at you both dubiously from behind his desk. He leans toward his step-daughter. "You're saying he convinced you?"

Margot smiles and nods, but she's not a great actor. "Yup, I'm gonna be a slut now."

Mr. Milton seems uncertain. "How did he convince you?"

Margot turns to you and smiles. You've prepared a few lines for her, anticipating Mr. Milton's uncertain reaction to her sudden and complete change of personality. "He told me he'd donate some money to my silly pet causes and that it was more than I could ever do to help them on my own. And all I had to do was donate my young cunt to him."

Mr. Milton grins a bit. But he's still far from convinced. "Well then we'll schedule your plastic surgery." He's playing a game of chicken with her.

"Okay."

"We'll get you some nice fake, big tits. Double D's perhaps."

"Bigger. I want to look like a real freak." Margot says semi-convincingly

"And lip enhancement and rhinoplasty." Mr. Milton goes on.

"Liposuction too? I want to make sure I'm really skinny." Just hearing Margot say these things, knowing how she really feels, is strange.

Mr. Milton sighs. "And we'll plan a big orgy for you, to make sure we start your slut training."

"Excellent. At least 10 guys. I don't ever want to fuck less than 10 guys at a time." Margot says proudly. You wonder if she realizes that she's really going to have to do these things.

"Oh, and one more thing. It's kinda big, but since you really want to become a fuck toy, I'm sure you don't mind."

"Sure. Anything." Margot says with confidence. But you feel worried. You can tell Mr. Milton has something up his sleeve.