This choice: The executives are ousted by the remaining board members. • Go Back...Chapter #5The executives are ousted by the remaining board. by: Mr. George  After an hour to ensure the breach had been successfully dealt with the three executives were eager to be restored. With a hiss as the seal around the doors and windows was released.
The first figure to enter was Hazel Winters. She was the only female board member, and was as boosted as any of the rest of the executives. Her biceps rippled with muscles, her bust was full and her hips wide. Flanking her were two himbos, her secretaries. Their own suits tailored to display their muscular physique, and their own boosted manhoods.
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Hazel Winters.
None of the new women were able to ignore their obvious enhancements. She looked around the room, seeing the three women in their tight leather pants, the rooms occupants a matter of record.
"Mike Caruthers." she asked. As one woman timidly raised her hand.
"Jack Collins." another executive raised her hand.
"Jim Morrison." the final executive raised hers.
"And you'd have to be Jim Withers." she observed. "The technician who didn't properly prepare her presentation. I assume you know the punishment you'll face."
Jim kept her gaze set on the floor, but nodded. A sneer forming as Hazel delivered her verdict. "Your DNA will be locked to female, and you'll become a spokes model for our latest breakthroughs."
Nostrils flaring, she snorted, "Now clear out your desk and report to Miss. Hastings. She'll help you adjust." She snarled. The former lead scientist and researcher scuttled off. Feeling the width of her hips, and heft of her rump as she sped from the room.
"Now, ladies, we need to hide your status, until we can restore you, and spin this accident." She told the three women. Her tone making it crystal clear they were being given orders, and not hearing a suggestion.
She stood half a head taller than any of them, and with her bodyguards/secretaries flanking her she made an imposing figure. "Now, you'll go with my assistants, and pretend to be from the typing pool, until you can be restored. Do you all agree, not to reveal your shame?" she barked.
Delighting in how they each recoiled at her harsh tone. Their heads bobbing agreement, she knew was binding, and utterly unbreakable.
A glare made each of them look away, "and that includes the full dress code for female secretaries."
She delighted seeing the three of them shiver.
"Look at me, ladies." she snarled. "You will play the submissive role until you're restored."
Timidly, they each raised their gaze as commanded. Meeting their eyes one by one.
"Do you agree, Barbi." she said, firmly. The fear in her eyes obvious, but Mike could only nod her assent.
Clearing her throat, she made Jack meet her gaze, "Do you agree, Candi?"
Candi squirmed but she too nodded submissively.
"And you, Sindi. Do you agree?" Sindi nodded but kept her eyes low.
"Answer me!" Hazel snapped.
"Yes, Mistress!" Sindi broke instantly. Flinching at the rebuke. "You know the punishment for this." she said deliberately. "Don't you, Sindi?"
"Yes, Mistress." she answered more quickly. Her cheeks burning, it was one of her suggestions she'd made while she was still Jim Morrison. One that the board had quickly agreed. Squirming she never foresaw being on the receiving end of a spanking.
"My boys will escort you to the typing pool, without any detours, and I'll organise your restoration." she promised the terrified trio.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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