“Alright, you could come in now!”

You walk into your stuck up boss’s office, smirking as you reach into your pocket to reveal what made you so late.

“This is getting out of hand!

You’ve already been late twice this month, I think it’s time we let you-” You hit the start button on your new remote, cutting Ms Crunt off in her tracks.

“It’s time we what?” You ask, watching her pull the zipper on her dress down.

“What? I… it’s getting really hot in here, right?” Ms Crunts asks, panting between words as she gives her body some air and opens her restrictive dress a bit more.

She begins to moan orgasmicaly and you watch as she strokes her neck lovingly, giving you fuck-me eyes and a deep look down her cleavage.

You pull out the remote again, laughing as you hit the start button. Its a ‘Pause’ button as well, and lifts the program off her mind.

“It’s time we find out what these bodies could- O fuck! What am I-”

Ms Crunt pulls her zipper back up, blushing bright red as you smile sheepishly.

“Were you firing me before?

I thought I was fired, but then you started coming on to me…” You say, trying not to smirk.

“No!! I was not coming on to you, I was reprimanding you!

You lunatic!!!”

You whip out the remote, brandishing it proudly as her eyes go wide.

“That’s how you’re changing me!! That remote’s doing something to this body…” Ms Crunt says, finishing in a horny tone while she pulls down her zipper again.

“Oh fuck…” she moans, opening her shirt to fully reveal her bra and belly. You’ve only raised the program level twice, and she was already getting naked!

You increase the program level on the remote another step, causing Ms Crunt to moan even more. She begins complaining about her uptight hairdo, clearly too ditzy to have such a professional look.

“I like, totes need to have my hair redone soon!”

As she let her hair down, you begin to realize why Ms Crunt had to dress so conservatively; she was a bombshell! You salivate thinking about bending her over the desk, but quickly remember your cruel plan to completely transform your boss.

You want Ms Crunt to suffer in embarrassment every step of the way into bimbohood, and so far you’re on the right path!

Your cock throbs against your briefs as Ms Crunt whispered dirtily into your ear, “I’m just like, alerting you to the fact that I’m extremely horny, and indeed totes ready to fuck.” She manages to get out between orgasmic moans. You laugh at her professional manner, a last ditch attempt from her psyche to regain control. She looks past the remote and into your eyes as you press the start/pause button, but quickly refocuses as she’s snapped back to normal.

“Holy shit, Mike!!” She screams, quickly trying to cover herself up.

She pulls the zipper of her dress up to her cleavage, forgetting her own level of professionalism for a brief moment.

“What the hell is going on??” She asks ashamed, pulling her zipper up past her cleavage to cover up completely. “Is that remote thing doing all this??” She demands, pointing to the remote and beginning to lunge for it.

“Nope sorry!” You say as your thumb presses the start button.  

You then level the program up several times, causing Ms Crunt to undress without hesitation. Posing sexily as she makes sure to completely take off her dress, and whimpering erotically as the program ramps up her arousal. She begs you to fuck her as she strips, shaking her assets to entice you into her womanhood.

“Like, I’ll totally get you to fuck me, Mikey. You’ll like, see this full body and just like, totally take me right here!” Ms Crunt giggled.

You just sit back and watch, your finger hovering over the level up button as Ms Cunt dances in her chair for you. You raise her to level eight, giving Ms Crunt a jolt in her chair as she’s given a boost of ecstatic arousal.

She giggles ditzily as she jiggles her boobs, squeezing your cock as the bulge in your pants begins protruding clearly.

You press the button again and gasp as Ms Crunt freezes in her seat, only coming back moments later large boost of energy. It was all sexual energy, and your jaw drops as leans back in her seat to fling her heels across the room. You could clearly see she wasn’t wearing panties; wait, did she never wear panties!?

You smile awkwardly as she giggles ditzily, hoping level ten wouldn’t result in a total regression in maturity. You ignore your hesitations and hold down the level up button, praying there’s a level past ten.

Ms Crunt falls into your lap, and you could feel her wetness on you. She smells of sex and perfume, a combo that has your cock lifting her above your pants.

Ms Crunt opens your zipper and pulls your cock out before sitting on it, her moans of pleasure were enough to set you off.

“I was hoping I could fuck your face…” You tell your boss sheepishly.

“O shit! Of course, baby!!” She says sluttily, getting off your lap and onto her knees.

Her open mouth looks too inviting, and you can’t help but moan as your cock slides down Ms Crunt’s clenched throat. You feel it unclench as she acclimates to your size, and you could now really fuck her face.

You throb in your boss’s mouth as she gags on your cock, eagerly getting as much of it down her throat as she can.

You debate whether you should warn her that you were cumming, but decide the best type of gift is a surprise. You grab the back of her head, keeping the base of your cock against her lips, and thrust one last time as you shoot your load directly into your boss’s stomach.

You feel her clench again as you continue unloading inside her, but you then hear her let out a sigh of relief and swallow.

Your hard cock slides out smoothly from her mouth, but you keep it over her body. The bimbo clearly wants to be covered in cum, and the bit she didn’t slowly wasn’t gonna cut it.

The begging milf turns you on enough, and you quickly stroke yourself off so you could blast into Ms Crunt’s face one last time.

Each drop seems to make her happier, and when you get some in her mouth it makes her day!

You feel drained, your energy pumped into a giggling ditz. You collapse in the chair below you, almost passing out as the post-orgasm effects hit you.

Suddenly you spring out of your seat, you forgot about the best part of your plan!!

You hit the pause button on the remote to lift the program off your bitch of a boss’s mind, waiting in glee for her cunty attitude to come back. She would wake up covered in cum, you could just stand back as your revenge hits its ultimate payoff.

But then suddenly, darkness.

You open your eyes, shocked to be looking down into cum covered cleavage!!

“O my fuck…” Your exasperated shock makes your old body laugh.

“Now that I have the remote and this penis, you’re gonna be my partner as we take over the world!!” Ms Crunt says from your old body.

“I feel information about your life pouring into my mind!! There’s so much I could do with this remote!!” Ms Crunt exclaims excitedly.

“Please switch us back!!” You beg from her body, still on your knees covered in drying jizz.

“I don’t even know how you switched us to begin with! I think you’re stuck like that for now…” Ms Crunt trails off, smirking.

“No! Okay… Just make me a bimbo!! I don’t want to live as a woman with this mind! I need my penis!!” You beg.

Ms Crunt’s was already pushing buttons, and you could feel the resistance leave you.

“What are you doing exactly?” You ask, beginning to fear the worst as your arms begin putting Ms Crunt’s clothes on your new body.

“Don't worry about it. I’m just setting up your new personality, and making you more like me…” Your body says, smirking evilly as he finishes on the remote.

“I don’t think it’s proper for an employee to-

Shit! You’ve changed my demeanor and speech pattern, you son of a bitch!” You say, quickly putting back on the outfit MsCrunt wore that morning.

“Right… So you’re not gonna be able to let anyone know about any of this in any way, like you won’t even be able to refer to me as anything other than Mike…”

“Mike? Mike!! Mike! Mike, Mike Mike!! I don’t want to-” You cut yourself off from trying to say Brenda, feeling a sudden explosion in your nether-region.

“O mike!!” Your authoritative voice switches into a ditzy one, and you jump Mike.

He bends you over your desk and tears a hole in the back of your tights, making your pussy convulse as you prepare to be penetrated for the first time. Your mind goes blank as Mike lets the base of his cock hit your lips, making you orgasm as he filled you completely.

“Right… If you say someone’s name three times in a day you’ll become a horny bimbo craving their cock the more times you say their name, only changing back after they cum inside you.” Mike explained with a grunt as he came inside you.

“Now I’m gonna go start another company, you manage this one with the personality and help I’ve left you. But you won't remember any of this. good luck!” Mike said, leaving the office forever.

Your clothes put themselves back on, and your body cleans itself to suit your new personality. Your ass floats into the chair, and your manicured hands begin typing an email to a client.

“Excuse me miss” Greg says, politely knocking on the door. “Are you- O sorry!”

You see him looking at your chest and look down, “O fuck! Greg!!” Your cleavage is showing!!

“I’m so sorry Greg, I don’t know what happened there! How unprofessional of me!”

“No problem, ma’am.” Greg said, waving his hand apologetically.

“What can I help you with then, Greg? Do you want to see these boobs Greg? O Greg!! O I need you inside me Greggy!!” You beg lustfully, zipping your dress back down as your arousal and ditziness pick up.