Turn Violet into Janet's bitchy daughter and slut apprentice

You catch Violet out in the women aisles, just finishing folding a few blouses some customer didn't want to buy after trying them. The moment is perfect for you, as you pull the gun out and keep it at your curvy hips out of sight behind the chest high racks of sweaters between you. You glance around a final time as you turn the corner, seeing nobody in your nook of the store, before smiling at Violet's face filled first with disgust, then with confusion as she sees your gun as it makes a zapping sound and flashes the room in white.

"Bye bye, backstabbing latina, hello slutty protege," you chuckle to yourself as you see the result of your envisioned stereotype. You turned Violet into Janet's bitchy 18 year old pre-marriage slut of a daughter, who looks up shameless sluts like yourself for inspiration. She blinks and shakes her head as her former look of disgust and confusion melts off her face, being replaced with a knowing smirk. "Oh, hi there Mary," she croons as she stops folding clothing to face you. "Guess what I did this week?"

"Knowing your bloodline, I'm guessing... something naughty?" You say as you press your breasts up. You know she's jealous of your fake boobs, as she now still is in school and only works part time in the evenings around here and can't afford her own. A job her mother got her with some sexual favors, you reckon.

Violet rolls her eyes as she fishes out her phone. She and her mother does not get along. Who would have thought putting these hens in the same family would make them hate each other? Well, considering how grating they were at work, you can sympathize that sharing the same roof through a life might wear them down.

Violet opens up a password-protected folder and shows you a picture.

"...hmm, I'm guessing it's someone of importance," you mutter, wracking your brains. "I've seen other blowjob pictures from you, this one's not that special."

Violet is almost exploding with self-satisfaction. "It's stepdad. I've been teasing him for years behind mom's back. I finally got him to stuff his dick in my mouth! Mom's going to blow a fuse when he stops fucking her every night," she whispers cheerfully. "I already have promised to skip work to come home early tonight," she says as she scrolls over a few more lewd images.

"I wrote with that that he can fuck me silly and give my half-siblings another sibling and a niece-slash-nephew," Violet eagerly explains, glancing around to make sure you're not being watched, turning her face away from the nearest camera. "Not that I like him that much, but I'd do it if my contraception failed. It is kinda hot, after all."

You giggle at the little slut's joy. She's well on her way to mastering the backstabbing bitch cliche. "And what about Mitch?" you ask, a pleasantly surprising memory rising to the surface of your mind.

"Oh, he's great, thank you for sharing him," she beams, her eyes momentarily go cross eyed as she shivers thinking about the lovely hunk down in the basement. "I was about to sneak on down and see if I could catch him, train a bit on those blowjob techniques you taught me. That swirly trick did wonders on daddy."

You smile widens a bit more as you nod and give her the go ahead thumbs up, moving away a few steps to signal you got to get back to work. "Just give him another fifteen minutes, I might have put him through the ropes recently," you say and squeeze one your bubbly butt cheeks to warn her. "Might want to use some wet tissues on him first."

Violet gives you a slightly annoyed stare, but shrugs and nods with gratitude. "Got some special flavored ones in my purse. Might need two wipes on that bad boy, though," she smirks as she waves you off.

As you depart your newest slutty colleague, you think to yourself that this worked out better than you expected. Gods, what a lovely mess you've put the two bitches into. And poor Mitch, no wonder you barely get to spear yourself on that stallion about once every other week.

But, it's time to get back to your station, and consider if you should try and make more adjustments to your work environment before you punch your card for the night.