This choice: Rebekah gets turned into another female • Go Back...Chapter #7Rebekah gets turned into another female by: Saracen1187   "Take this and put it on... NOW!" Emma glared at Rebekah, intimidating her greatly as the younger woman backed herself into a corner of the office. The medallion was swinging in her face and she knew that if she touched it at the same time as Emma, they would turn into each other. Of course Rebekah hadn't noticed that Emma was several years younger already, and them morphing into each other wasn't Emma's intent anyway. "I said take it Becky." Emma repeated, arching an eyebrow.
Rebekah shook her head meekly, then ducked under Emma and bolted for the door. She opened it... only to see Carly's grinning form standing there blocking the route with her petite body. "Nah ah, no running." Steven said in the beautician's sexy voice.
Rebekah turned back to Emma, who was once again holding the medallion out to Rebekah. "Accept your punishment and this will go a whole lot easier. You see this is all about discipline, Becky. If I can get Liam to actually start doing some work by letting him wear your body, then so be it. And when somebody makes unnaceptable demands of me in my own office, I have to punish them. That includes you." Emma explained, sounding quite cold as Rebekah reluctantly held out her hand, allowing the medallion to be dropped into it.
As Rebekah placed the medallion around her neck, she couldn't help but wonder who Emma planned on turning her into. It was bad enough seeing Liam strutting around in her sexy body feeling himself up, but to be turned into someone else herself was rubbing salt in the wound. She caught an old Wilko polo shirt that Emma tossed in her direction, and the tingling instantly began. Rebekah's body started expanding all over as weight piled onto it, not an obscene amount of fat, but considerably more than she was used to. Her long blonde hair retreated up into her head, becoming a short blonde style... her perky breasts began inflating and sagging, stretching her bra until the strap snapped under her increasingly taut polo shirt. "Ooh... no." Rebekah moaned as the changes overtook her. Her ass and hips expanded against the fabric of her once snug slacks, making them too tight, her pussy rapidly progressed in age, shooting into menopause, wrinkles began appearing on her hands, arms and elsewhere and she felt her face shifting into a new configuration. Even her ballet flats became too tight as her feet grew chubbier inside them, Emma and Steven stood there smirking as Rebekah finished her transformation in Andrea, a former Wilko employee who also happened to be Carly's mother.
"Hi mum." Steven quipped in his current female voice, giggling as he did so.
Rebekah sighed as she looked down at her stretched out clothing, from Steven's teasing she had already worked out she had been morphed into Andrea. But she was a copy of Andrea back when she was 53 years old, instead of her current age of 59. "I'm an old woman!" She whined, looking up at Emma directly as she placed the medallion back on her manager's desk.
"You're middle-aged, not old. And consider this a lesson Becky. There should be some spare clothing in the Training Room cupboards that should fit you better, unless you want to keep those clothes on and hope your trousers don't split completely." Emma chuckled in response.
"Besides, 'mum', some guys like older women with a full figure." Steven whispered into Rebekah's ear, as he walked up behind her in his heels and grabbed her flabby ass cheeks.
"Now get back to work Becky, and if you can get through the rest of the day without annoying me further, I'll see about changing you back into yourself tomorrow." Emma said, as a defeated Rebekah trudged out of the door.
Steven looked at Emma and smiled. "You enjoyed that." He said, winking at her.
Emma grinned back. "Not as much as Liam is enjoying playing with her sexy little body. He really is a gross pervert you know, Becky was right. But his work rate has already improved." She said.
"We're all pervs in a way Emma, even you." Steven reminded her. "Which reminds me, I need this pussy pounding." He added, rubbing his snatch through his skirt and knickers before scurrying off out the door, his stiletto heels clicking on the floor.
Emma smirked and shook her head, before grabbing the medallion and sitting down behind her desk.
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