Ashely Melville was your typical “Karen,” and she wasn’t ashamed of it. Hell, she’d even call herself one. For Ashley, it meant that she knew what was right and how to get what she wanted, no matter how cruel she had to be. That’s how she got to be where she is today - She-EO of her own company, her own mansion, and 5 international vacations a year. It didn’t matter that she lied, cheated, and even stole to get where she was. In her eyes, she’s the winner and she deserves everything that she has.
She stood in front of her office mirror. She inspected her perfectly curled black hair, framing her angular face perfectly. She’d paid for the cheekbones and chin she’d always dreamed of, so they better look perfect. Heralibaster skin and striking blue eyes caught the attention of every man when she entered a room. Her eyes traced down her body, both slim yet toned. She sported a healthy C-cup with supple hips, nothing too curvy but just enough to grab the attention of anyone she wanted.
Ashley slipped on a skin-tight black dress and finished applying her favorite red lipstick to prepare for this work lunch. She had her eye on a competing food supplement company in the next state over and was sure she’d be able to close the deal this afternoon to merge their companies. After slipping on her high heels, she had one last look at herself in the mirror before heading out. Her assistant, Travis, couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. Ashley knew this, of course, and used this leverage to have Travis wait on her every want.
“Trevor, make sure those reports are on my desk before I return or you can kiss that three-day weekend goodbye.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Travis kept his head down, working tirelessly to complete this impossible task. Ashley knew he wouldn’t get it done in time, and even if he miraculously completed this herculean project, she would have found more work to keep him from taking Friday off. Maybe she got off on the power dynamic? Maybe she just liked making his life miserable? Whatever the reason, she strutted out of the office with a pep in her step, ready to realize her newest dream.
She arrived at the restaurant in her town car and stepped out into the bustling sidewalk traffic common in every big city. Ashley couldn’t stand people bumping into her, and when the homely-looking woman nudged her, Ashley retaliated. She shoulder-checked the old crone, making her fall to the ground, tumbling into the gutter. “Watch where you’re going, bitch,” Ashley didn’t even turn around to see the state she’d left this woman.
Thankfully, passersby helped the woman up and wiped off the dust and dirt from her jacket. There was a fire in the old woman’s eyes, and they were set on Ashley. “YOU!”
To anyone walking by, they would have barely noticed the woman raising her voice, but to Ashley, the world suddenly grew dark around her. The buildings, streets, and even pedestrians faded away into nothing. All that was left was the old woman staring daggers at her from across the void. Ashley tried to ask what was going on, but nothing came out. The old crone held a finger to her lips, telling Ashley to stop talking.
“Aren’t you little miss perfect. Ms. Melville, you have skated by without consequence for too long. Everyone in your orbit suffers from knowing you. No more! From now on, you will serve those you see less than. You will do everything possible to meet their needs, no matter how drastic or demeaning. Your mind and body will be clay for them to mold. Only when you’ve learned your lesson will this curse be lifted.”
With a snap of her fingers, the world returned to a scared and confused Ashley, as if it had never left. She tried to find the woman to berate her, but she was gone. As if erased from the world without a trace, Ashley frantically looked around for her but nothing. She could barely process the woman’s warning before checking her watch and seeing she was already late. She was never late!
Ashley rushed into the restaurant which was largely deserted. She could see a lone figure sitting in the corner booth. She hustled over to Mr. Robins, her competitor, and shot her hand out to shake his. He was cool, calm, and collected and Ashley felt as if she was on the backfoot. She took a deep breath and introduced herself, taking a seat across from Robins, and started her regular speech that worked on most men she was looking to undermine.
Today, however, it wasn’t working. Possibly the old woman threw Ashley off or Robins was more prepared, but he was clearly running this meeting. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but Ashley was busy running scenarios in her head on how to gain control again. They talked about common issues running both of their companies, other competitors in the space, and where they saw themselves in five years.
“For me, I’m looking forward to having a big family. Haven’t found the right woman yet, but you never know,” Robins said as he sipped his Old Fashioned, digging into his steak.
“I haven’t ever thought nor wanted another person to make my life feel complete. All I’ve ever wanted is to focus on my career,” is what Ashley tried to say. Instead, her tongue and lips had a mind of their own. She actually said, “I love the idea of a big family. I’ve never told anyone about it, especially in our space. Everyone is so focused on their careers, but I can’t wait to be a mom.”
Her eyes shot open. “What in the world was that?!” She thought, internally wanting to scream but she just sat there, listening to the man across from her talk about how he wished for a huge family and a wife he could provide for. Ashley kept agreeing with him, unable to actually speak her mind. What was most strange was that she was starting to believe it. It was like Robins’ thoughts were infecting hers, molding her to be his perfect woman. More than his words: his thoughts, wants, and desires were filling her head. She could feel herself falling for this man she just met, imagining a life with him.
“So Mr. Robins,” she could feel the growing sexual desire building inside her, and it was becoming harder and harder to ignore. “What does this dream woman of yours look like?” She was shocked by the words leaving her mouth, but couldn’t care for too long as she felt new development in the works. As Robins described the woman of his dreams, saying how he wanted an independent woman who was more headstrong, her body began to change. Change into the body of the woman he really wanted. It started with her hips, feeling them begin to flair out against her skin tight dress. Her ass cheeks grew larger as her hips expanded. Her stick-thin thighs grew thicker, pressing together and squeezing her pussy. Shivers shot up her spine as he continued, and a new sensation began in her chest.
Her C-Cups began to bulge against the plunging neckline, and something about this curse stopped her from covering up. Instead, she leaned forward, showing her growing cleavage to Robins as they grew heavier and bigger. D-Cups, E-Cup, F-Cup, G-Cup - They steadily filled like a water balloon attached to a faucet. Robins couldn’t tell if this was a trick of the light or some sort of negotiation tactic, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep his eyes off her cleavage.
“Something the matter?” Ashley asked, disturbed by what was happening to her body but her hormones were too powerful. Ashley was quite particular with the men she courted, or more accurately, allowed to court her, but now she wanted to do anything to get Robins to kiss her.
He couldn’t speak, so she took over. She leaned further forward and her plush lips locked with his. Fireworks went off in her head. “Holy shit, why does this feel so good?” Her hands shot up to his collar and pulled him in closer, her tongue probing his mouth. Her hand shot to his crotch, feeling him growing harder in her hand. Along with his growth, she could feel her tits growing heavier, an intense pressure filling them up so fast that she had to break away to wince in pain.
“What’s wrong?” Robins asked between pants.
“I.. I think…” her hands slipped up to her overflowing bra and felt a dampness growing. “I think I’m about to burst.” She bit her lip as she slipped one of the straps of her dress down, along with the bra strap. “Can my family man help this poor woman with some pressure release? God, I feel like I could feed a whole family with these.”
She couldn’t believe the words coming out of her mouth, but more than that, she couldn’t believe how hot they were to her. Robins didn’t hesitate to latch onto her dripping nipple and suck as hard as he could. Ashley’s eyes rolled back in her head in ecstasy as she jerked his cock faster and faster. Her mouth hung open as she panted, her own orgasm growing as he drained her neverending supply of milk.
“God, yes,” she panted. “Keep drinking, big man. Switch to my other tittie.” She pulled her other strap down and he quickly switched. She couldn’t hold back much longer. “Oh fuck, yes! Yes! Suck me dry! Cum for me! Do it!” She whispered in his ear until she felt his cock twitch and tense, dampness growing in his pants. Just as he came, her body finally allowed her to feel release, cumming harder than she’d ever before.
“Holy shit, Ashley,” Robins leaned back, wiping the milk drops from his mouth and coming down from the orgasmic high. “I think we’ll make very good partners.”
“I think so too,” she said with a devilish smile.
Internally, she was shouting, “What the hell is going on?!”
TO BE CONTINUED?