“The, uh, globe,” said Imogene, stopping before an antique globe by the wall, “can store alcohol. Mayor Wright liked to enjoy a drink in the afternoon. It’s been here for a long time, or so I’ve been told.”
“I’m not a drinker,” I said, reaching the desk, touching it. There were bookshelves. It looked so formal. I felt the weight of the office. There was an… aura around it. This place had been the heart of the town since its inception.
It had absorbed that… energy.
I could edit it.
“Well, that’s the tour,” Imogene said. “Um…”
“Could you give us some privacy,” my wife said, her voice still tight. “Thank you.”
“Yeah,” Imogene said, a sulky tone to the young woman’s voice.
She turned around and stalked out. Her ears seemed to sway, weighed down by her plugs. I shook my head. Young people did such strange things to their bodies. It was like each generation had to one-up the preceding one. I shuddered to think what my grandchildren’s generation would do to stand out.
“She needs modification,” my wife said the moment the door closed. “I have some ideas.”
“I noticed,” I said, looking around. “I was thinking of editing this room first.”
“Oh, want to make every woman who walks into your office strip naked and get wet?” Linda asked, a saucy grin on her lips. Her green eyes twinkled.
My dick twitched. “No, to make people want to help me. To cooperate with my ideas.”
My wife nodded her head. “I was thinking of something similar. Something subtle so that when they leave, they think positive about you and your ideas, too. It’s not enough that they just support you. You can win them over. Not a full change, but just something to give more weight to your words and opinions.”
“That should be doable,” I said, my fingers flexing.
“Now, here are my ideas for your secretary,” my wife said, tearing off a sheet of paper and handing it over.
I stared down at my wife’s notes:
• Remove Imogene’s ghastly tattoo
• Remove her ear expanders
• Remove twenty pounds from her
• Change her hairstyle to something more feminine
• Restore her hair color to its natural hue
• Change Imogene so she is a loving girl eager to serve her mayor
• Change Imogene’s morality to be loyal to her mayor above all others
• Make Imogene bisexual if she’s not already
• Have Imogene wear thigh-high stockings and shorter skirts
• If she has any nipple or genital piercings, she can keep those
• Remove the mole on her right arm
• Make sure she is healthy
• Improve her relationships if needed
• If desired, honey, increase her breasts a cup size
• Her nose is too big
“You really thought about this?” I said.
“Yes, she has such a lovely body, she just needs to take care of it.” My wife shifted her hips. “We need to help people be healthier, too.” My wife was a nurse. She pressed me to jog and made sure I ate a balanced diet. It was the reason I had a fit body in my forties and she was toned and trimmed. “Make sure you hit the health part. Just in case.”
“Afraid she has an STD?” I asked.
“No, but you never know what sort of things might be lurking in a person. She might have something that won’t manifest for years. Decades.”
“Well, let’s get editing,” I said and opened my APP. I clicked EDITING and reality paused.
“Ooh, what naughty things are we doing?” asked Anael as she strode around my office.
I winked at her.
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Becky Davies
I smiled as I stared down at my best friend, and lover, squirming on the bed. Tonya was such a cutie. Blonde and petite, her breasts small like my sister, Sam. I wanted to introduce Tonya to the incestuous nature of my family. It would be great if Tonya gasped and moaned on Daddy’s cock while Mom ate my cunt. My parents were sexy.
First, I had to get her to accept incest in her own family. I had to get her to have sex with her mother.
“Mmm, you’re just so sexy,” I said, my pussy juicy. I was naked, too, my braid of auburn hair sweeping down my back. My large breasts jiggled at my every movement. “You just stay there. I have to freshen up real quick.”
“Hurry,” she groaned. “I want you to pound me.”
I grinned and picked up the strap-on. I held the vinyl harness pinched between my thumb and forefinger. I went to my first sex shop with Mom last weekend to buy this. It swayed, the dildo thick and long. It was dark-blue and covered in little bumps. “With this.”
She nodded her head.
I winked at my lover and then slipped naked out of her bedroom. We had the house all to ourselves. Her younger brother had his baseball practice, her father was still at work, and her mother was supposed to be out at a church function.
My friend didn’t know her mother lurked in the house, eager to listen to me fucking her daughter.
I found Mrs. Alberts lurking in the bathroom. The blonde MILF was naked, her hands already rubbing at her pussy, her fingers sliding through her golden curls. She shuddered at the sight of me, her blue eyes bright, her round face twisting with pleasure.
“Ooh, you’re being a naughty mommy,” I said. “I’m going to fuck her so hard. You’re going to hear every sound she makes.”
“With that?” asked Mrs. Alberts.
I held up the dildo before her. “This is going to slam into your daughter’s pussy. I’m going to fuck her so hard while she calls me Mommy.”
Mrs. Alberts shuddered. She wanted her daughter as badly as I wanted to see their incestuous love. Dad was eager for me to do this. He wanted to hear all about it. Last night, when he was in my pussy, I whispered in his ear about what I was going to do after classes while he was getting his tour at city hall.
I pressed the dildo into her mouth. Her mouth opened wide. Her ruby lips sealed on it. She sucked on the toy that would soon fuck her daughter’s cunt. My body trembled. My breasts swayed. The last two weeks had been amazing. Tonya and I had seduced three of our professors while our naughty mother/daughter roleplay continued.
I hoped Tonya was thinking of her own mother. I was guiding her there. It would be incredible.
Mrs. Alberts sucked on the dildo. Drool ran down her chin. The naughty MILF rubbed her pussy. Her fingers caressed herself. Her legs twitched and throbbed. She sucked on it. Nursed. Her cheeks hollowed as she whimpered, her breasts swaying.
“I’m going to pound her,” I purred, pulling the dildo from Mrs. Alberts’s mouth. “Your saliva’s going to lube it.”
“Yes,” she whimpered. “Do it. Go fuck my daughter.”
I winked at her then flushed the toilet. “Oh, I will,” I said, turning on the faucet, letting the water run as I pulled on the harness. All a ruse to make my friend think nothing special was going on in here. “I’m going to fuck her so hard.”
She quivered and plunged her digits into her pussy. I smiled, loving the fact that this beautiful woman was masturbating thinking about me and her daughter. I tightened the harness, my breasts swaying before me.
I wanted to pound my friend hard.
I slipped out of the bathroom. My dildo’s base rubbed against my clit as I sauntered down the hallway. I was so juicy. I bit my lip as I reached the bedroom. I opened the door and didn’t close it as I sauntered in.