“Hannah” let out a sigh and slumped against her Boss’s door.
“Fuck” she whispered fiercely, every time she was in a room with Janet...No, No...Ms. Darke...it had been pointed out to “her” that she wasn’t good enough to slip back and forth between “cover” and actual identities...she must refer to everyone...especially herself...by their “new” names...hell knew what would happen if she slipped at the wrong time...
...Wait, what had she been thinking? Oh, yes...every time she was in the room with Ms Drake since their respective transformations it had become almost impossible to think...there had always been an attraction between them...she was his ex-wife after all...but now...she’d never felt anything like it...she simple couldn’t process everything she was feeling...she’d never wanted Janet the way she wanted “Ms Drake”...she’d never wanted ANYONE or ANYTHING like she wanted Ms Drake...
"Yeah, take it, you little cunt! Shriek for me, Hanna!Fuck you, bitch!" the words whispered out hot and load through the panels of the door, snaking their way into Hannah's ear.
With a little “Eep” Hannah straitened up from the door as if she’d been burned and started to clatter down the hall on her appointed task...if she turned round she’d have opened the door and if she did that...she’d loose herself forever...let Ms D do anything she wanted to her...forever...SHIT why did that have to sound so GOOD...
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Jessica had lost all sense of time or place, she’d managed to free her little honey tarts left tit and was ardently suckling on it while her other hand plunged between the girls thighs, ringing mewling passion from her full lips over and over again...
“Ahem” the small cough was like ice water, Jessica jerked back and looked over her shoulder; standing there was the “Boss’s” assistant Hannah, in the breathy little girl like voice she’d been stuck with, and with a slight tilt of her head, she continued “Garnette, you and Lunette have been requested...if you’ll follow me to Room 7...”
Looking back Jessica...Garnette...saw her little slut stuffing her swollen tit back into her ridicules little top...
In a still sex roughed voice she said “See, everything worked out...we can help each other with our first client...won’t that be fun?”
Lunette looked up at her world...utter adoration in her lust dilated eyes; in a panting, breathy voice thick and aching with need and love she replied “Anything you want...just tell me who you want me to fuck...”