"I really don't get what you're getting at." The store manager says.
"I think you are." you say as you lean against him.
"I...I..." the store owner says, not quite sure what's going on.
"Maybe we can talk about it in your office." you whisper into his ear.
He seems like he's about to stammer, you you catch the store manager take a quick whiff of your hair.
"Of course, you can come right this way." he replies.
Before you know it, you're walking towards the back of the store, as the manager unlocks one of the back doors.
"Oh, is this your office?" you ask in an overly innocent tone.
"Has been since the day I founded this store."
"I like it. It just emits respect." you say as you walk in.
"Indeed." the manger says as he locks the door behind you.
The office isn't that impressive, not that you can state that fact yourself. Your body won't let you. You feel as you are more your part of a subconscious now than your consciousness, hearing crude thoughts louder than your own, trying to drown you out. The office is just a desk, a filing cabinet, three shelves, and a tv in the corner seeing 4 simultaneous camera feeds. There is a coat rack too, but it is of no importance.
You look at the two chairs, not sure of what to expect. You were hoping for a couch.
"So, I'm a bit unclear, what is it you want me to do here?" the manager asks.
"I want you to service me." you say, as your body clears off the junk on the top of the desk and sits on it.
"I just wanted to be clear." the manager says as he unzips his pants.
You let out a muffled giggle as he walks towards you.
"Come here." your body beckons.
"Here I come." the manager says, trying to start himself up.
The manager crawls onto the desk with you and starts to land kisses.
You let out feminine gasps of pleasure, as your vagina starts to get hot.
"I'M READY!" you shout as manager works his way down to your skirt and lifts it up.
Your heart is racing, your terrified. You don't want to be with a guy. You don't want him to make you his bitch, yet your body is acting like you do.
Just the thought of penetration has you moaning loudly.
Suddenly an alarm goes off, repetitive buzzing fills the office as a light flashes.
"Someone is trying to rob me!" he says as he zips his pants back up and runs out as quick as he can with a stiffy.
You see a young woman being detained on camera as the manager grab her. "Great, she's going to come back here and ruin the mood." you think. You quickly give yourself a quick brush down to make yourself presentable as you leave the office and sneak out the back door.
The second you make it to the back alleyway, you gain full control of your actions again. "WHAT WAS THAT!" you shout at the sky. Mad about how you lost control of yourself. You look at the bracelet on your wrist, it clearly has something to do with this.
What was the thing that girl said? Lana's curse?" It seems like something you should look up when you get him...home. When you get home.
As you leave the alleyway, you see another man looking at you. He's about a foot taller than you were when you were a man, and his face has more desirable features. You can already feel the area between your legs start to heat up again, as he raises his eyebrows to acknowledge he sees you.
You need to get off the streets quick, but you don't have a wallet for the cab, although maybe there is another way to pay your fare. "STOP IT." your brain shouts at itself.
You could make a rush for it home. In these heels it'd be no easy task. Or you could run into the women's washroom and take some time to wind down and get your head on straight. There is a mall a block from here, you could probably hold up in there.
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