Right Power, Wrong MC

Sitting back you enjoy your drink as the brainless blonde bimbo gives you a passable if enthusiastic boobjob under the desk desk.

"Good bimbo-slut," You told her running a hand through her luscious blonde hair. As you do you remember how plain her dirty brunette hair had been when you entered the office mere hours ago. "But worthless bimbo cumdumps like you need to take the whole cock, not just what fits into your cheap whore mouth."

Pinning her head against the underside of the desk you **** your cock down her willing but gagging throat.

"That is better," You said as you proceeded to throat-fuck her.

Looking down at the pretty yet empty eyes filling with tears surrounded by her bright pink eyeshadow which matched the same pink lipstick coating her puffy dicksucking lips.

If someone saw her now they would not recognize the bimbo cumdump as the same person as the plain-looking "professional" boss who had fired you this morning.

As she started to **** out on your cock you almost consider thanking her. After all, if she had not been a bitch and fired you this morning you would not have been in place to be granted the power you now had.

You suspect the glowing being who had granted you your new power had intended it for the man who had been delayed helping that old lady across the street with her groceries.

Bottoming out in your ex-boss you pump your load into her bimbo stomach.

Getting up you decide to not use her further. Even if she was a pretty airheaded bimbo now you remembered her as your bitch-boss and it was a bit of a turnoff.

Leaving the office you smile at the men waiting outside the door that was now marked "Company Free-use Bimbo Cumdump".

"She is all yours," You tell them. "And she is looking forward to being roughly used."

As you left your ex-place of work you considered where to go next and who to use/change for your pleasure.