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Jason Williams was a rather successful 42 year old businessman who had built his investment firm, JWC Investments, from the ground up after graduating Harvard's business school at 21. Twenty-one years later and he owned one of the largest investment firms in the Western Hemisphere, funding everything from luxury mall developments to downtown high rise condo buildings. Based in downtown Los Angeles he was able to enjoy his money and power in the best of environments.

Being in such a prominent role with his company he made sure to stay in shape, running and lifting each day, giving him a lean, muscular build like he had when he was on his college basketball team. He kept his salt and pepper hair short and neat with his sharp jaw neatly shaved. His deep blue eyes seemed to pop in contrast to his hair, a smile almost always highlighting his high cheekbones.

While the lavish life of company parties and traveling the globe for projects was fun, Jason had thought of something to spice the office up a bit over the summer. He had selectively posted a summer internship to local high schools, looking for a young woman to work as his secretary over the summer months. It promised good pay and the opportunity to travel. After finding the perfect girl he hired her on the spot. It was now Friday afternoon and he had just finished up with his work for the week. Now he was ready to fully enjoy his new intern for the main purpose she'd been hired.

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Katherine Jameson, who was just fresh out of her Junior Year of high school, has always been one of those girls who, like all ambitious scholars, wanted to make sure they had everything in the cards for when they got to the end of their senior year. She had always wanted to be a business major ever since hearing about her mother and father's experiences in their highly-lucrative business, Jameson Banking Company. There was just something about that life and being the head bitch in charge that had always interested her. Plus, she was really good with organization, money, and getting others to do what she wanted them to do.

So that's why she was excited about her summer internship at one of her parents' best clients, Jason Williams. Today, on the fifth of July, just a day after a wild celebration of the country's birthday, which also doubled as her congratulations party for landing this internship at JWC Investments. Her job would be the personal secretary to a one Jason Williams. Though her nerves were at an all-time high, she was excited to work for the man that her parents both adore both professionally and personally.

When she arrived, Katherine remembered that her orders were to dress casually instead of like a secretary, so she chose to wear sneakers, tight jeans that seemed to hug to her fat ass, and a white t-shirt that also hugged to her equal-of-size tits, and she wore her blonde hair in a single, cute ponytail. Truth be told, she wasn't sure how she felt about it. Everyone was staring at her, cat-calling her as she made her way to his office. She even received a few gropings and ass-smacks along the way. Still, she was devoted to the job, so she would just suck it in. Eventually, she made it to his office. Knocking on the door, she opened when she heard him tell her to come in. "Mr. Williams. I'm here as you requested."

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When Jason heard the knock at his door he looked up and called out "Come in!" as the young woman entered. Jason had known Katherine's parents for nearly a decade now, using their banking services to help fund some of his projects. They were a valued equity partner, but now it seemed the Jameson family would become a new kind of partner. They knew Katherine had been given the internship with him, hell, they'd thrown her a party the day before. What they also knew was that Jason was a bit of a womanizer, there's was no way Katherine's parents would have let her take a position with him unless they were using their daughter as an offering of sorts, something to keep him doing business with them. It certainly wouldn't hurt.

As the young beauty made her way into his office Jason couldn't help but look her gorgeous body up and down. She'd dressed casually as he'd asked; a pair of tight jeans clinging to her plump ass and a tight white t-shirt clinging to her perfect breasts. She didn't look like a secretary, but she looked exactly how he wanted.

"Ah yes, Katherine. Please come in, come over here. I'm glad you made it in alright." He said as he stood up and extended his hand to her, a warm smile on his face and the skyline of LA as his backdrop. He offered her a seat in a chair across from him as he took his seat once more. "You look lovely today, you know. I was glad to see that you applied. I knew I needed a young woman eager to learn, one with a strong head on her shoulders that wants to make it to the top." He said as sat back. "I can only hope you're as eager for this partnership as I am."

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The first thing that Katherine noticed was how handsome Mr. Williams was. Just because he was one of her parents' friends and he was her new boss, that didn't mean she could shut off the part of her that found attractive men, well, attractive. Let's face it, she was a high school teenage girl. Regardless who it was or what they were to people she knew, Katherine would always find an excuse to call anyone hot if she so desired it.

But the next thing she happened to notice outside of Jason's rugged good looks, it was the skyline of LA in the background. She kept her eyes on it as she took a seat across from Mr. Williams. He explained her job a bit and how happy he was to have her as his secretary. "I'm glad you saw me as the best fit, Mr. Williams. I have the drive to learn. I want to go into the field of business and learning under you will help me get my foot in the door," Katherine said, smiling at Jason.

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Jason noticed the way Katherine looked at him like the older, rugged man he was. It seemed the attraction was mutual between them, but it also seemed that she enjoyed the skyline behind him almost as much. "Like the view?" He teased, smiling as he looked back at it. "It take a lot of money and power to get a view like this. I'd be happy to teach you how, it you're willing to be a good girl."

Jason nodded as Katherine continued to explain how she felt, so appreciative and ready to learn. "Well then let me tell you this; there are many ways to get your foot in the door, and not all of them involve how smart you are." He said as he took a glance down to her chest without trying to hide it. "You see Katherine, you're naturally gifted. And you need to realize that every little detail can be used for or against you in business. Let's see if you can use what you already have against me."

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The blonde teen wasn't exactly sure what Mr. Williams was trying to tell her. She knew she had the job and she knew the view was no doubt one that cost a lot of money and influence, but what he said last had her at a lost.

_What was he trying to imply?_ She thought to herself, biting her lip at the sight of Jason. He looked mighty handsome across from her. Katherine couldn't deny that she had a thing for older men, especially those of the powerful sort. And it certainly didn't hurt that she had a crush on Mr. Williams for a year now. Ever since her sweet sixteen, she caught him looking at her. Part of her wished he acted on it, but she knew he respected her parents enough to not do anything to their little girl right in front of them. Then she realized what he meant.

"I am willing to do anything you ask of me, Mr. Williams." She bit her lip again, rubbing the part between her legs where he couldn't see. She hoped they had the same idea.

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It took her a few moments, but it seemed that soon enough Katherine was beginning to understand just what Jason was getting at. She told him she would do anything he asked of her, but that meant he would actually have to ask.

"Anything I ask of you?" He echoed her words as his lips curled into a smirk, figuring he'd have to shoot his shot and that even if he was wrong he'd be able to clean up any potential mess. "Strip down for me." He said rather nonchalantly. "I want to know exactly what type of girl I'm working with, and if I'm going to do that then I need to know every inch of you."

As he awaited her response he sat back in his chair eyeing her. "Of course if this is too much, I may have to start looking back through that pile of resumes..."

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For a moment, she wasn't exactly sure what he had just said to her. No, she knew what he had just told her; she heard his word, but it was the bluntness and way he said it that threw her for a loop. And she thought about it for a moment, looking at Mr. Williams with an uncertain gaze for a few more moments, though they didn't seem to be that long because Katherine made the nonverbal decision about halfway into her second moment of thinking about everything that he just said.

Katherine stood up from the chair she was sitting in and picked it up and set it aside. She did the same for the chair next to it. She had a passion for dance in addition to business and banking. And as she exchanged a glance with Mr. Williams, it seemed as though he was simply waiting for her to strip for him. Admittedly, she was hesitant---even now---but she wasn't one to disappoint her new boss. She wasn't about to disappoint her new boss on her first hour on the job.

Reaching into her pocket, she put her phone on Mr. William's desk, making sure a song was going to play on her Pandora App. Looking at him then around her, Katherine was trying to get a feel for the rhythm. She had her own groove and swayed her hips to both sides, twirling around, letting the beat of the song fill her up. At some point, her strip had begun. First was her shirt, removed rather seductively. She looked at Jason with her seductive gaze, letting her shirt fall, though not letting him see what was underneath.

Instead, she covered her breasts with both hands. Turning around, she gave him the perfect view of her round ass. She unbuttoned her pants, looking over her shoulder, seeing his gaze pierce her. She smirked as she went to pull down her pants slowly. The fabric of the jeans were hard to pull down over the entirety of her ass, bu eventually, they came down, causing her ass to jiggle. Katherine giggled as she saw him look at her with that smirk of his."Like what you see, Mr. Williams?" She teased him, revealing to him that she wasn't wearing any underwear, turning around for him so he could see her nude form in its entirety.

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For a brief moment it seemed that Katherine might turn him down, that she was hesitating on such a bold request. But surely enough she would comply, whipping her phone out and finding a nice beat to dance to for him. She quickly showed that she knew what she was doing when it came to dance, swaying and gyrating her hips in hypnotic motions as she began to strip for him. First came her top, but she was reluctant to show him her breasts just yet, covering them with her hands before turning around.

Next came her jeans, the girl having to peel them off they were so tight. Jason licked his lips as he got a view of her full, bare ass before she turned around to reveal her full body, those supple breasts and perfectly shaven mound begging for his attention. She seemed confident as she teased him while presenting herself to him. "Oh I love what I see. But you know what I want to see more than anything else?" He asked as he moved his chair back away from his desk and pat his lap. "That nice fat ass parked right here."

[Assistant] Katherine had come this far, so why not go an extra mile to please her new boss? After all, she was already nude in front of Mr. Williams, so it wasn't like she had anything to hide. The only thing she would hide would be something strange in her hoohah. And considering that Katherine is an inexperienced, high school virgin, she didn't have the creative mind to hide something in there. Plus, it would've been highly uncomfortable for her to dance with something lodged up there. "Why, of course, Mr. Williams!" Katherine strutted her stuff around his desk and she stopped right in front of her boss. She saw his smirk and it lit a fire in her. She quickly straddled her thighs around his waist as her ass was planted firmly on him, her eyes locked on his. She started to grind against him, feeling something nice and firm rub against her womanhood.

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As Katherine took her seat in his lap he smiled ear to ear as he felt her thick, firm ass press and grind against his thick bulge. His cock prodded up against her as his hands met her asscheeks in a pair of strong slaps, a clap resonating through his office.

"This is your first lesson---you just messed up. If someone is asking for something you have, even your boss, negotiate something you want." He told her before leaning down and taking one of her breasts into his mouth, playfully sucking at her nipple before pulling away with a pop.

"Now, let's try this." He said before pressing his lips to hers in a passionate kiss, his tongue lashing against hers. "What's it going to take for you to give that pussy up to me?"

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"But you said..." Katherine was just a bit confused by Mr. Williams' reaction to what she did exactly what he wanted her to do. She stripped for him and even straddled herself on his lap to where he was facing his direction. She even went above the call of duty of what he told her to do and rocked her hips back and forth so that her nude form was rubbing against his rising boner. So, what was the problem?

And as he told her, she was welcomed with a sensualizing kiss. It felt so good until she realized that this was much more than her giving him her body; it was about teaching her valuable, negotiation skills. Once it registered with her, she nodded, giving her boss a curious glance. "That's a pretty valuable asset of mine, sir. Start slow and please my upper-body."

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Jason smirked as his new intern began to realize just what he was getting at. Sure she was going to please him either way, but he was the one wanting something here. She had to use it her advantage. "Pleasure? That's all you want?" He teases her as he moved one hand to her breast, slowly groping it as he leaned down and took her other nipple into his mouth, rolling his teeth against it before gently sucking.

"I would give that to you either way. Know what your business partner will do pro bono and what you have to ask for." He told her before switching nipples. "Because I'll give you all the pleasure in the world without question, Katherine."


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Ethan blinked for a moment when she confessed what she was about to do, it made sense and he knew that the two of them couldn't get caught, but considering what he had just missed out on he let out a loud whimper almost reflexively his shoulders sagging slightly. "Next time don't stop when you are trying to do that kind of stuff."

Glancing at his phone screen the clock still told him he had time, and.. he paused for a moment this was the Mall there weren't a lot of closed off places, but, he glanced around and took Contessa's hand not really pulling her but directing her as he took the lead up two floors and towards a public bathroom. "This is the one."

He pointed at the out of order sign. The bathroom was a known spot for high schoolers. The Bathroom that had been renovated for the better part of two years and thus unusable yet it was never kept locked. Anyone who walked into this place would be breaking as many rules as they would be and thus would have no ground to stand on. "What do you think? We have time, we could... I mean if you still wanted too." He didn't really want to wait till he got home even though he knew that was the safer option, there was something about being risky, that said he was also starting to freeze up.

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Contessa followed her brother as he guided them through the mall and to the third floor. She glanced around a bit confused as to what they were doing there. As he spoke it clicked as to what it was he was hoping for. "Oh." She said and looked at the do not enter sign. "Ethan do you really think we should?" She questioned. Contessa turned away and walked in a circle around Ethan. She tended to do this when thinking. Mostly weighing her options and the consequences of what those actions might be.

Stopping in front of the door once more. She looked over he shoulder once more to her brother before trying the door handle. When it clicked she smiled and grabbed Ethan's wrist pulling him into the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind them. Pressing him against the door and pinned him with a kiss, her lips eager to be against his.

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Ethan let out a sound that was half yes half unsure whimper when she asked if the two of them should be doing this. When she made up her mind however he was eager to follow Contessa into the abandoned washroom.

He was about to ask what happens next when he felt Contessa's lips close against his, his hands eagerly pulled on her as her lips locked with his own, and he kissed her, his mouth parting slightly to invite her tongue into his mouth as his eyes closed his claws holding onto her for a moment. When the kiss broke his hands were softly on her shoulders. "I'll keep my back pressed to the door so that it won't open, no one can see us in here."

[Assistant] She eagerly invited his tongue into her mouth as his took dominance she relaxed into his arms. With Ethan's full weight against the door her worry of being caught was diminished greatly. She paused as the kiss was broken and he assured her that they wouldn't be caught. She smiled warmly and nodded "Alright. We really don't have a lot of time." She said and bit down on her lip. "Do... what do you want to do with the little time we have?" She asked her hands roaming all over her own body feeling herself up.

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"Take off your shirt, I want to see your breasts." Ethan said relaxing a little when she seemed on board with the idea this time, he knew what he wanted, and she was right there was very little time for the two of them if they still wanted to catch the next bus.

So he didn't waist much time in pulling down his jeans and boxers. He was still hard from when she had breathed on him earlier and he was more than willing to stroke himself and keep himself from falling down or relaxing, he let out a soft moan as he tried to keep himself up. "I believe there was a promise of using your mouth?" He said reaching up and putting his free hand on top of her head, ruffling her hair like she was a child as he patted her head.

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Contessa gingerly went to her knees, and once there she pulled the zipper on her dress down and then pushed them straps off and it fell down leaving her upper half exposed to the air, and to Ethan. She was motionless for a little while and then stuck her tongue out and licked at his meat. She started at the base and moved to the tip once again tasting his precum. She didn't quite understand to her it tasted sweet and a little tart. The only thing she could think to compare it to was freshly made lemonade.

With what little time the twins had to indulge their carnal desires she did not waste it speaking asking what he wanted out of her. She simply did what felt natural, and hoped he would like it as much as she enjoyed the taste of him in her mouth. Her tongue rolled over his tip several times and then she began to suck on the head as it were a melting ice-cream.

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Ethan's breath was stolen for a moment as he watched Contessa actually comply with what he wanted. It was an odd moment of realization, that for some reason she was letting him have say over her. He had never really seen her comply with any command given, this was a woman whom he had seen try to bite a teacher during their first year of high school. So this was surprising, and he loved every second of it.

Watching her undress, and feeling her tongue against his cock he blinked and then closed his eyes for a moment a small moan escaping him before she took his tip into her mouth, it honestly felt like he was going to melt against her. The warmth of her mouth and the flick of her tongue caused his entire body to shiver. His hands rested on the top of her head, playing with her ears. his claws running through her fur, and scratching her ears.

He knew flat out that he wasn't going to last long, he was still too new at this sex thing, but he was still trying his best to enjoy every second of it. He felt like he wanted to move his hips, but at the same time held off from doing that, letting her choose the pace of which she took him in his mouth. "Oh gods... this is amazing. You are amazing."

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Contessa mewed and closed her eyes as she continued at a slow pace taking his cock into her mouth and with each bob down tried to fit more and more of him into her mouth. She immediately knew that there was just no way she was going to get all of him in her mouth especially with how little time they had.

Time constraints didn't stop her from trying through especially when she felt his claws running through her fur and scratching at her ears, a true weakness of hers. Ethan knew this. If ever there was a way to get her to do something scratching her ears was near the top of that list. So as he scratched at her ears she picked up the pace moving more quickly and as she did she was able to fit a little more of him, bobbing deeper than when she began.

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Every time she bobbed deeper Ethan felt the urge to just shove his cock down her throat, and maybe there would be a time and place for that, but as things were he was barely holding back his voice, and holding himself together against her mouth. As it was he had to take one paw off her head so that he could stuff it into his own mouth and try not to moan and give away that they were in the closed down bathroom. He moaned and mumbled but kept biting down on his hand so as to not get much louder than he already was.

It didn't take much to throw Ethan over the edge and he actually gripped his sisters ears with one hand pulling on them. "I'm cumming."

He tried to bite his lips but the words escaped him as he held Contessa the last thing he wanted was for her to pull away from him as his cock started twitching in her mouth. He was also realizing part of the danger in doing this out here, if he made a mess on his sister they couldn't clean it up, and her fur would get stained. As it was he had no other choice but to hold her down so that she didn't pull away as he shot his load out into her mouth. His breathing and moans escaping him as his legs shivered and he felt like he was going to collapse for a moment. "Please swallow."

Once he was sure she had swallowed every drop he had to give he let go of her ears and sank back his cock pulling out of her mouth. "That... was amazing."

[Assistant] Contessa's ears had always been delicate and when Ethan grabbed hold of them tightly she cried out and tried pulling back but he held her in place. Her tongue swirled around his cock,and her eyes darted up to him as he told her he was about to cum. Again she tried to pull away but Ethan was much stronger than her. Her tongue continued to swirl around his twitching cock and suddenly she tasted him. It sat in her mouth unsure if she wanted to swallow or spit it out. It wasn't that it tasted bad but it just felt weird sliding down her throat it was thick and salty, and Contessa wasn't sure if she liked it or not. Per his request though she swallowed. When his grip finally loosened and his cock slid out of her mouth she took a deep breath with out realizing she had been holding her breath. Her paws rubbed her ears and she only nodded at him. "You... were holding too tight." She told him still rubbing her ears. "We need to hurry up or we'll miss the bus home."

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Ethan's legs were still shaking slightly as he got his pants up and he looked at Contessa as she started to rub er ears. When she said he had been holding them too tight he blinked not realizing he had. He moved closer to his sister and gently kissed one of her ears, his arms wrapping around her, and holding her tight for a second.

"I love you." His voice was soft and shy as he spoke words he had been saying for years, and yet in the new context kind of made him freak out a little by saying it. After that he pulled away from her, and opened the door behind him checking to make sure the coast was clear before rejoining the crowd of the mall. After a few moments of silence, he reached over and took Contessa's hand.

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Contessa licked her lips still tasting his cum on her tongue.She wondered how long she would taste him like this. She didn't mind the after taste as much as when it was going down. When he finished buttoning his pants she made she that her dress was straight and followed him out of the bathroom. She nodded and smiled at the kiss he gave her.

Her smile only grew a little more when he said I love you. She had heard it a million times from him, but this one sounded different. It felt different, but the good kind of different. After walking in silence for a bit she felt Ethan's paw against her own. She squeezed a bit and just as the two were exiting the mall their bus pulled up to go home. She breathed a sigh of relief and hurried him along. "Come on. Let's go home."

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Ethan quickened his pace enough to make sure that the two of them would get on the bus. It was kind of odd, he was holding his sisters hand in public, had just hugged her and told him that he loved her, and yet the two of them were walking down the mall, and still only got the normal passing glances that one would expect to get as a predator.

Sure enough, the bunnies around them, and the rest of the population had no way of telling that the two were actually siblings as long as they didn't wear name tags, or call each other sis or bro while they were out and about. To the rest of the world they looked like jut another set of mammals on a date or something. The thought made his heart pound even as he stepped onto the bus, maybe he was over thinking something more casual, he had no idea what Contessa wanted out of him, well aside from his seed.

Sitting next to her aside from the words about going home she hadn't spoken much, and the two were pretty much out of sight on the bus. The bag of sex toys, and condoms was on his lap, and he blinked thinking about the collar on her neck. The reality of the situation slowly dawning on him, they were some sort of couple. the thought made his ears stand up straight, his ears reddening slightly.

He had never had any kind of girlfriend before, was there something he was supposed to be doing? The only friends he had that talked about that subject talked about just how often they fucked, and since most of his friends were rabbits... they fucked a lot. He looked at Contessa blinking for a moment unsure if he was supposed to do anything more than that. his tail the soft cushy thing that it was started to wag slowly in excitement, and then a little more slapping lightly against Contessa's side as his mind tried to work out what he was supposed to be doing. Should he do any kind of PDA?

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Contessa relaxed into her seat and turned her head looking out the window. When she had woken up this morning it certainly was not how she had expected her day to go. With that thought she laughed a little. It was funny how life worked like that. Making you believe things are going according to plan and then throwing you a curve ball.

"Hey. What do you think you want to have for dinner?" She asked turning to look at her brother. She smiled feeling his tail brush against hers. She let their tails intertwine. It was a nice feeling almost like they were holding hands but something a little more.

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Ethan let out a groan when she mentioned what he wanted to eat for dinner. he looked down at the shopping bags, between the blow job and everything else that had happened at the mall he had forgotten one of the key reasons they had gone out in the first place.

"There is nothing to eat at home. Mom's been too busy to do the shopping, and that means we we were supposed to do it after school, but we spent the day." He pointed at the bag full of sex toys, condoms and a leash. "I guess we could always eat those." He said jokingly. "We are gonna have to figure out a place closer to home to grab some food."

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Contessa groaned as well and leaned her head back on the seat. "Damn it! I completely forgot about grocery shopping" She whined and slide down a bit in her chair. It was to late for the to go grocery shopping, and it wasn't far fetched for their mother to believe they simply forgot.

"Let's just order a pizza for dinner. We always have our emergency food money mom keeps for us." She said and smiled licking her lips thinking of what kind of toppings she wanted on one of her favorite meals. She smiled and rubbed her belly just thinking about it.

Just as they had figured out their dinner plans the bus came to a slow stop for them to get off. She stood up stretched a bit and then bounced down the bust steps and turned to the left and headed home.

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The house was still empty when they arrived. Ethan texted their mother, asking when she would be home and if they should save her a slice of pizza. When she texted back their mom said that she wouldn't home till well after midnight, stepping up to the door of his house, in their gated front yard, with walls a neighbor would have to try and climb over to get a good look he put a hand out to stop Contessa from coming inside.

He reached into the bag and pulled out the collar. A slightly shy smile on his face. "We have the house to ourselves, and a bag of sex toys, and condoms. Do you think it's a good time to try it out?" As a show of faith he turned twice, checking all angles and started to pull off his shirt, and pants stripping naked before he even got in the door.

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Contessa looked up at Ethan with her eyebrow raised. She then looked down at his hand as he held out the collar to her. "Are you serious right now?" She asked tilting her head to the side her ear falling down and the other slowly following it. She took a small step back as he made a sweep of their surroundings.

"ETHAN!" She squealed then quickly covered her mouth. "Are you insane!" She hissed at him through her teeth as he took off his shirt and his paws reached for the button of his jeans his hardening dick starting to make a print in his pants. Contessa quickly unlocked the front door and pushed him into the house and folded her arms as she stood over him.

"I knew teenage boys were hormone driven idiots but I thought my brother would have a LITTLE more sense than the masses!!" She growled. Contessa turned her back to him and locked the front door. "Were not supposed to get caught Ethan! And... and you stripping at our front door is not being discrete. Like I know out fences are super tall but still! You gotta think before you act or we'll definitely get caught." She sighed and placed her paw over her face. Even though what he hand done was more on the dumb side than brilliant, she was turned on by the idea and when she removed her paw on her face was a slightly mischievous smirk.

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Ethan blinked as he was shoved into the house. When his sister started yelling at him he felt like a bit of an idiot, but at the same time he knew for a fact that no one could have seen them, and her yelling was overboard. Thankfully he had only taken off his shirt, in the middle of spring. "No I was taking off my shirt, and you over-reacted, screaming like that is what would alert the whole neighborhood." He sighed. "But yeah... that was dumb of me." He scratched his head for a moment feeling his ears flick downward. But when she removed her paw, and he saw that smirk he couldn't help but smile.

"So who's hormone driven exactly?" He asked slightly as he moved into the house, making sure to close the windows, not that anyone could see anything. He put the bag on the table, and started going over the stuff they had bought. Looking over to his sister. "We have the house to ourselves though, and that won't change till way later, so um.. while we are inside the house, why not have some fun." As he asked his question he started to pull down his pants, and underwear leaving him stark nude on their sofa.

[Assistant] Contessa tried to hide her smile for a moment and then started giggling unable to fake anger with him. "You are such a dork." She said her hands going to her hips. She watched from afar for a moment as Ethan set the bag on the table and then went through it. "Well that is true..." She said pausing and thinking for a moment "Well I... guess we can." She said thinking a little more "But only after we have pizza! I'm starving" She whined and walked into the kitchen to find the pizza money.

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"You know you like what you see." Ethan said as he sat nude on the couch going over the various things they had bought together on their trip. It was oddly freeing getting to walk around the house naked for a change. It wasn't that he normally didn't like clothing or anything like that, far from it, but in the midst of a heat stroke as it was with the fur he already had, sometimes even wearing pants was a bit much.

Thinking about money and such he looked at everything they had bought. Pulling out the vibrators and leash, condoms, and some of the clothes onto the table. He let out a whistle. "You know even if you call them, it's gonna be like 30-45 minutes before they get here. Just saying it's not instant." He said getting up and walking to the kitchen, getting the fifty dollar bill from the breadbox, and handing it too her with a slight mischievous smile.

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Contessa had already dialed the number for the pizza place. She was on hold for a moment and then smiled happily as a girl on the other end said she was ready to take her order. "Mhmm One large pepperoni with olives on half, and..." She paused turning to Ethan to ask what else he wanted. Her eyes went wide seeing his was stark naked and she nearly dropped the phone.

Snickering at her brother "Do... actually just the pizza and two cans of soda, oh and breadsticks please." She said with a smile. "Cash. Okay thanks" She said quickly hanging up the phone and set it on the table next to the money. "When did you even?" She asked walking over to him looking over his body. "So? What if I do like what I see." She asked wrapping her arms around his neck and licked his cheek. "She said it'd be about 30-45 minutes" She smiled and pressed her lips to his.


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Lance had never been one of the popular kids throughout his entire school life, he'd always been the butt of the jokes, the one to be picked on, the one the girls laughed at and used as the subject of their 'punishments' for their dares amongst themselves, always the one the jocks used to describe the lowest of the low, the worst of the worst. Over time Lance had managed to just tune it out, ignore it. Sometimes it all got a little much but most of the time he could deal with it. And for the times he couldn't deal with it, Lance was lucky enough to have one friend at least, and he was visiting that friend right now. This wasn't just any old normal visit though, Lance had gone with a purpose this time. When he had woken that morning he had discovered a very weird app installed on his phone, one he didn't recognize and that there was no trace of when he had searched for it online. Any attempt to uninstall it from his phone had failed, and when Lance had even taken the last resort of totally wiping and resetting his phone, the app was still there.

So now, he sat in his friends bedroom, phone in hand. He hadn't opened the app yet, for fear it might have been some kind of virus or malware, but it wasn't like there was much on his phone for it to hack now that he had reset it. "Well... might as well at least see what it is right?" Lance looked up at his friend for a moment, then back down to the app, pressing the icon. When it opened it seemed to take a few moments to load up, then suddenly Lance tugged the phone back away from his friend when an image of his naked body appeared on the screen. "Wh-what the hell?! How did... I... this... how did someone get this kind of picture of me?! Oh great is this another prank? Are naked photos of me going around the school now...?" Lance sighed, looking down at the screen again. On closer inspection it wasn't a photograph but a 3D model of his body, and there were various icons dotted around the side, seemingly menus and options. "Huh? OK so... this is pretty elaborate for a prank if it's a 3D model. So... what does this stuff do...?"

Lance reached down to tap an option on the screen. A moment later the model on the screen shifted, before suddenly turning into a female version of Lance. When it popped up with a confirmation box, Lance raised an eyebrow, then just hit 'Apply' without even thinking. The moment he did though he gasped, his eyes going wide and his body going still. A second later the phone slipped from his hand, dropping to the floor as Lance suddenly clutched at himself, grunting and groaning as he hugged his chest. "A-ah! Wh-what's happening?!" Lance's voice seemed to change as he spoke, becoming higher pitched with every syllable. The chest of his shirt and sweater suddenly began to bulge outwards, whilst his hair lengthened quickly down past his shoulders and down his back. Out of sight, Lance felt an odd tingling sensation between his legs, within his pants his cock and balls were shrinking and withdrawing back inside his body, whilst a new slit was forming in their place. After about a minute, the changes seemed to stop, Lance sitting there panting for breath, now quite clearly a girl, his appearance matching that of the girl on his phone screen.

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Lance may have been an odd one with the utterly massive target on his back, but his good friend Erin wasn't exactly in good standing with the school population either. Fag, gay bitch, turd fucker, he'd just about heard it all in his time. However one could also say that the free spirited young man was anything if not optimistic with the lot he'd been dealt in life. He one good friend, a stable house hold, amazing grades, and perhaps even a scholarship on the horizon, yes indeed things were flowing quite nicely.

So imagine the shock the red head held at witnessings his friend defy all preconceived notions of physics and biology, transforming right before his very eyes into a young woman that just moments before held no significance beyond that of an image on a cellphone.

"Oh my---what the fuck just happened... Lance?! Are you alright." he asked, hesitant to put a hand on his friend's shoulder for fear of some sort of residual magic or the like. There was no doubt some kind of super natural power was at work, but why and how, was Lance now in danger? Could there be terrible, unspeakable horrific side effects that could produce unrecoverable aliments? It was all quite a lot to take in. The first order of business became kicking the phone across the room before kneeling in front of the now female Lance and trying to gain any insight on what just happened. "Hey bud, do you know who I am... are you even still Lance?" Erin slowly asked, unsure to what make of other person's exasperated expression.

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"Unn..." Lance took a few deep breaths as Erin rushed over to him, taking a moment to get his bearings, eyes still closed and unaware of what had happened to him. "Erin...?" Lance's voice had changed too, now higher pitched, feminine, though still just recognizable as Lance. Lance himself seemed somewhat surprised by the voice though, suddenly opening his eyes and looking up "Uh... Erin...? My hearing must be shot because my voice is all... girl...?" Lance seemed to swallow nervously, then glanced down at himself, squealing slightly when he saw his new body, the chest of his shirt bulging with his new ample breasts. "Wh-what in the hell?!" He backed up from Erin a little in shock, jumping to his feet and staring down.

Lance was staring in disbelief, before slowly raising a hand, new more nimble fingers reaching up and grasping one of the breasts, causing Lance to gasp and release a soft moan, nipples immediately hardening and becoming immediately visible through the relatively thin t-shirt fabric. "O-OK... OK so they're definitely real... I... but how? How is thi---" He blinked a few times, then suddenly reached down to clasp a hand between his legs. "It... it's gone! Oh god how the hell can that even happen?!" Lance looked back up to Erin again. "Erin... what the hell happened to me? I... I'm a girl?!" He suddenly started looking around.

"Wait, wait my phone? This had something to do with my phone I'm sure! Where is it?!" When he spotted it across the room he dashed over, bending over to get it, giving Erin a nice view of Lance's pants squeezing around his new perky female ass until Lance stood back up. "Y-yeah! Yeah it... I... look!" Lance held out his phone, the model being displayed now an image of the girl Lance now was, and a message of "Update complete".  "It... it...'updated' me! I... this is... this is amazing!"

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"Amazing?!" Erin gasp, still at a loss for what happened, he was no stranger to the weird things that could be considered part of the human experience, himself included. But this was full on magic... super technology? It was out of ordinary, that's what! Amazing was the last thing on Erin's mind, what if something went wrong, or there were side effects?

"I'm not sure we should consider this amazing Lance." The redhead added with an apprehensive chuckle, "Are you feeling okay at least. Or better yet how the hell did your phone do that?" As much of a looker as the former male student was, the transformation was simply too extraordinary to believe, especially since it appeared to skip the concept of the average woman in order to make a b-line for absolute bombshell.

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"Well... I feel... fine" Lance blinked, it was still rather weird to hear this odd voice coming from his mouth. "I don't know how it did it, it was something to do with that weird app on my phone, it had to be. I look just like the model on the app now..." He looked at the phone again, walking over to stand right before Erin, though Lance who had already been shorter than Erin was now a little shorter still, a whole head shorter. "I wonder what else this app can do" He held the phone out so they could both see it. "I know this is kinda freaky Erin but... I mean... this really is amazing too. I mean just think what we could do with this! We should test it out a little more, make sure it's safe and everything y'know?"

Lance looked up to Erin, the smile on his new female face incredibly sweet, and rather inviting, before looking back to the phone "It looks like there's a ton of menus and options... let's see... oh!" He tapped a few times on the screen, eventually bringing up a camera option, the phone snapping a picture of Erin himself. A moment later, the naked model on the screen switched to show Erin in all his naked glory instead. Lance squeaked slightly in shock, cheeks flushing, though he couldn't help glancing down at the crotch of the model, and get slightly annoyed at just how well endowed Erin was compared to Lance's original body. "So... maybe we should see if it can change you at all too Erin...?"

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Oh no, Erin recognized that look, it wasn't one he'd seen very often, but even behind the new feminine glace his friend gave him, he could see the somewhat confident mischievousness Lance could sometimes be capable of. Like a kid with a new toy car he wanted to put through its paces, despite what had happened and the obvious warning signs, he wouldn't give this up just yet. But the mention of changing himself immediately put the red head on the defensive. As odd as people sometimes found it, he quite liked his physical appearance, it was lithe and supple with a striking androgyny that he went from being rather ashamed of to making his own. Not to say of course that "enhancing" a few things hadn't ever come to mind, now that opportunity had presented itself, he wasn't so sure he was as brave as Lance when it came to the risks.

"Okay alright slow down." Erin replied holding up his hand, "I don't want to turn into a snake or something." They were obviously messing with powers they didn't understand, and he for one didn't want to caught in the back draft. "If you want to test something, how about just changing something small, ya know, not switching my entire freaking gender." he added incredulously.

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Lance looked up at Erin, blinking cutely at him, practically batting his new sexy feminine eyelashes without even meaning to. Lance knew that look, it was his friends mind going a mile a minute, trying to figure out what was going on, what had just happened to Lance, trying to work out if this was safe. Erin always had been cautious, even in private. Lance was cautious publicly sure, but when it was just the two of them in private Lance was always the one more willing to jump in rather blindly. Maybe it was just Lance's desire for something special, something beyond the mundane reality of their normal life, of the teasing at school and the monotony of studying.

"I'm not sure it can turn you into a snake or anything quite like that..." Lance looked down at his phone, though it was true he had no real idea of just what this app was capable of really, beyond what was right there on the screen. Of course he'd be sure to go through it with a fine tooth comb soon enough, by this time tomorrow Lance would learn everything this app could do he was certain of that. "Something small? Hm... oh! I know! How about your hair? We just make it a little longer and maybe change the color or something like that?"

Without even waiting for an answer Lance was tapping away at his phone, tapping on the image of Erin, specifically his hair, which opened up some new menus. Lance grinned as he started to drag a slider, the hair of the model lengthening until it was down to Erin's feet. A moment later he had opened up a color menu, choosing one of the default colors rather than the mixer, turning the 3D models hair a sky blue in color. Before Erin could protest Lance had already hit the apply button, giggling rather giddily as he looked to Erin eagerly to await the changes.

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The apprehension was plain as day on the young man's but ultimately he knew he was only along four the ride at this point; and a trip it indeed was, thankfully the young man had been braced for the incoming change. Despite his pleading, he was pleasantly surprised by the tame nature of the cellphone's spell. He could sense already general locks of hair slither down his back, brushing at his heels before another moment passed, transforming the mane from it's natural red to far more conspicuous turquoise.

"Well then..." Erin paused, taking a hand of his new hair, it was silky smooth to the touch, parting evenly as he wriggled his fingers through it. "I don't feel like I have cancer." he added, trying earnestly to resist the urge to compile a list of possible changes.

"Can you shorten this a bit... and perhaps make it blonde?" he mumbled, failing to resist. Now that change had been made, it couldn't have been all to harmfully to request more right... or perhaps... "Er... um, maybe you could send me a link for that app as well?"

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Lance watched in awe as Erin's hair grew out before changing color, the sight of his friend transforming had been rather exciting... in more ways than one, even though it had been something as simple as hair. With his new female body Lance couldn't help looking at Erin just a little differently as unfamiliar hormones were rushing through his body for the first time, his mind unsure how to process the sudden change. "Shorten it? Ehhh... but I think you look pretty good with hair all the way down to the floor" Lance giggled softly, then looked down at his phone. "Hm? Send you a link? Well... I didn't download it or anything, it just kind of appeared on my phone without me doing anything, and just re-appeared when I tried to uninstall it..." He tapped at the screen a few times. "Oh! Here we go! There's a share button... OK... there!" He hit the share option and selected Erin from his contact list, a moment later the app seemingly installing itself onto Erin's phone without any further input from him.

"So... how that you know it's safe... how about trying out another change on yourself hm?" Lance smirked, folding his arms beneath his breasts, causing them to push up a little and bounce. "Or if you want you can even try making a change on me, whatever you want. Go ahead and surprise me with something crazy. You're always playing it so safe but... go nuts for once Erin"

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That was was easy for him... her? Whatever, it was certainly easier said than done, but the more Erin let the idea, the concept of such power, fester in his mind the more he began to succumb to it's promise. Honestly, who in their right mind wouldn't jump at the chance to, not necessarily change themselves, but make bodily improvements that genetics had supposedly set in stone.

But now he might as well have have the power of God at his finger tips, maybe just maybe going crazy was the least he could do. Their had been one other concept that had piqued his interesting the moment thing began to take a turn for the weird, a form that he found himself scrolling for on the meager five inch screen of his phone. If he was in fact interpreting this imagines correctly, there was a dizzying amount of options to browse and try. But it was only after several minutes of scrolling that he discovered the set of modifications that would result in the desired appearance.

Unlike Lance who appeared to make a huge fan fare of the entire experience, Erin seemed to take the transformation in stride... or at least he tried. He found himself rather quickly over come with a bout of nausea as his body changed shape, the sensation of bones and organs alike shifting and growing wasn't something he wanted to commit to memory. In spite of that, when the almost out of body trip came to a close, the finished product of the transformation was just enough to sell him for life.

The sensation of new curves, supple stature, and flawless skin brought a grudgingly satisfied smile to boy's face, new in his wildest dreams did he believe his fantasies could intersect so closely with his realities. Yet here he was a, a six foot blond with an utterly impossible physique, full lips, and a slick dangling member. Without a doubt his new form was too good to be true.

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Lance couldn't help grinning as he watched Erin start to mess with the app, watching the changing expressions on his best friends face. It seemed the reality of it all was starting to set in, the lure of the apps power, and the possibilities it could open up, finally becoming apparent. Sure, maybe there was some kind of risk or danger to it but... just for once the boys had earned the right to take a risk, earned the right to just cut loose and have some fun. As excited as he was Lance waited patiently whilst Erin went through the various options of the app, though it was clear he was fidgety and excited, eager to see what Erin had in mind. The way he was scrolling it was clear Erin wasn't just browsing aimlessly, no, he had something in mind, Lance had known him long enough to be able to tell that.

Perhaps it was Erin's inherent caution that made the transformation a little more uncomfortable for him, despite his surprise Lance had rather embraced his body transforming into that of a woman, but for Erin being initially cautious had always been second nature. When the transformation finished though Lance couldn't help but gasp in surprise, the sight before him was quite possibly the last thing he had ever expected to see, certainly not something he'd ever have expected Erin to purposefully do.

"Oh my... oh wow!" Lance's eyes were wide as he stared at Erin's new body. The shirt Erin was wearing was clearly on the verge of ripping apart, one deep breath would probably do just that. Not to mention that Erin now stood a full foot taller than Lance's female body which had actually shrunk a little in height during his own transformation. Perhaps most surprising though was the noticeable bulge between Erin's legs. Due to the increased height his pants had grown much tighter, making the outline of the large cock rather obvious. Lance shivered in excitement, the nipples of his new breasts rapidly hardening, becoming more than obvious through his clothing due to the lack of a bra.


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Sarah Walters was at her wit's end. Not only is she just done five photo shoots, three interviews, and a charity event, she was also elbows deep in planning what would be the wedding event of the spring. And she was doing it all with a picture perfect smile on her face. Stress had been a constant in her life since she reached the age where it stopped being cute to say whatever popped in your head. Over the years she'd had plenty of coping strategies that were legal, private, and didn't stray so far off the beaten path to make her seem liberal. That last bit had been important for her father's image as a strong conservative.

But all the meditating, bullet journaling, cross stitch, paint by number, and organizing her things could alleviate the stress of this week. Not when her fiance, an up and coming senator by the name of Daniel Vickers, still had one more photo op that week at a local shelter, she herself was due for an interview on some women's talk show, and countless meetings for dress fittings, catering plans, and scoping venues. As a result she hadn't been sleeping, and had been using makeup to hide the bags under her eyes will popping Advil like candy for her headache.

It wasn't sustainable, and she'd been complaining to a close friend who jokingly offered the suggestion, "You should try weed." At the time they'd laughed it off together, but the idea hadn't left Sarah. All the Googling she'd done suggested that it wasn't harmful, wasn't actually addictive, and more importantly would help her relax enough to sleep. This week was just the one to finally push her to it.

There was no missing she'd never done this before. Her attempts to find the dealer had been clumsy and amateurish, and she'd shown up that night clearly jumpy and worried about being caught. She swapped the money for the little baggie of green buds and practically fled back to her car and relative safety. As far as she knew no one had seen her. But just as importantly, after smoking a bowl she was able to finally fucking sleep.

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Kapustov Yuri Mikhailovich was watching his close circuit TV in his office. Apparently some redheaded girl was making loud and clumsy inquiries about where to get marijuana. And while that was both good and bad, it was curious to make sure it wasn't a really blatant plant trying to sting a dealer with possession with intent to distribute. It was an annoyance arrest of course, nothing more. But the bail and the court fees cut into his bottom line. So when they found this girl, they sent him a picture. And his heart stopped beating for a moment. Regaining his wits quickly, he did a Google search and found that sure enough, the girl was exactly who he thought she was. The media darling of the Washington Press: Sarah Walters. The daughter of the man who had sent him to prison twenty years ago just to get into politics, Senator Thomas F. Walters. Back then, Walters had been a DEA agent, and made a questionable bust. But to hide it, he planted evidence. And the attorneys of the time hadn't been able to get his appeal to go through because by then, he was in local politics.

Yuri had moved his operation to Washington DC upon getting out of prison to find a way to plot revenge on the man who was by then a junior senator. This was his second re-election campaign, and the uncertainty of the time and the changing morality of the Nation Yuri called home these days made his re-election not certain. This would be the time to strike he had already decided. But how? And here before him on a golden platter was the answer. His daughter was buying weed from a street dealer. Texting the dealer, he authorized the sale which the camera captured in full high definition. He had his weapon now. He would use the daughter to get his revenge. And as she had grown into a beautiful young woman, well use would have many applications in this particular instance.

At just over fifty, the man was son to a Russian father and a Latvian mother, born in Riga to a privileged life. His father Mikhail, had been an officer of the KGB. And then the Baltics rose up and declared independence from the Soviet Union, which eventually was back down to officially just Russia. The then twenty year old had to choose to flee his home or have issues. And so he had found himself falling in with a mafia group that preyed on professional athlete expatriates who had family in Russia. It was good business. And he made a small fortune. When the boss was executed, Yuri had made himself scarce again. Finally, arriving in the US on the eve of his thirtieth birthday, and on the very day he started his business, Walters had arrived and busted him, not to mention planting evidence to secure a conviction.

Yuri had done ten years in prison. Ten years where he made inroads with other organized criminals. So when he got out, he had feelers everywhere, and a full distribution line from three different continents for his drugs. Rich enough to move on, but unable to, now Yuri finally would have his chance. Printing out the image on his high definition printer, he made sure only touch anything with latex gloves on. Then he wrote a note. It was simple and to the point: _I know what you did last night. Lincoln Memorial, sundown. Dress to Impress. Come alone and make excuses to be out late or not home. Or the Post gets this tomorrow in their mail._ Attaching the document to the note, he placed it in a nondescript normal manila envelope and left it through a cut out on the windshield of her car while she was running her errands that next morning. All he had to do now, was wait. He had eyes on her everywhere now, so when she did anything, he would know. And he wouldn't be at the rendezvous of course. He had men to handle that. Disposable men who wouldn't bring trouble back to his door if she broke the rules.

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Sarah got the letter the next morning and her heart sank. Fingers trembling she read and reread the note. Sarah knew she couldn't let this get out. It would ruin her father, it would ruin her fiance, and it would ruin her. No, this couldn't get out. She'd have to do as they said. Of course she knew one meeting wouldn't be it. They'd want more than just to have a little chat by the Lincoln Memorial. But what would that more be? Money? She could give them that. Maybe she'd bring some with her just in case. To show she was willing to work with them and get this swept under the rug just as quickly as possible. For now, all she could do was burn the note and the image, construct her excuse for the night, and continue with her day. Yes. That's what she'd do.

Two hours later she was touring wedding venues on Daniel's arm like nothing was wrong. Somehow she managed to hide the fact that inside she was panicked and worrying over the little meeting that night, and not only kept up with the conversation but managed to add insight and opinions the whole while. Her entire day continued that way, and she went through more Advil than she usually did in a day as a constant headache made her head pound. At the very least it gave her an excuse to call off activities that night. It was harder to say where she'd go, but eventually got them convinced she was just going to take a quiet night drive. Alone. More assurances she was fine, and that yes she was sure she didn't want Daniel to come with her.

Sarah arrived at sundown just as instructed in a little black cocktail dress, her hair pulled into a neat bun at the nape of her neck, and her makeup done to look natural. Pulling up to the Lincoln Memorial she got out, smoothing the skirt of her dress to expend her nervous energy before taking a couple Advil for the still persisting headache. Away from the cameras she didn't hide how stressed and nervous she was. It showed in the tired way her shoulders slumped ever so slightly, and how she brought her hand up to slide it through her hair only to lower it as she remembered it was put up. Well manicured nails drummed against the hood of her car briefly before she checked her purse again for the money she'd pulled. $500 was a start. It should at least be enough to show her cooperation even if it obviously wouldn't be enough to buy silence. Now for her blackmailer to show his or her face.

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Holding a picture of the senator's daughter, Yuri charged with bringing her in made certain that he girl he spotted in the black dress was her. With that mane of red hair and the beauty she had, how could she be anyone else after all? Watching her for twenty minutes to make sure she was alone, he walked up to her from behind, sliding his arm in hers as if they were old friends. "Ah, sorry I'm late," he told her in a voice that would sound just like an old friend. Quieter for only her ears, he explained, "My orders were to make sure you came alone as required. This way, please." While he was forceful, he was polite and nondescript to a fault. He looked just like thirty million other millennial men in cut an style, and his features were bland. Dark brown hair and dull blue eyes topped him off as he lead her to his car. Helping her in the backseat, he got in to drive.

Ten minutes later they were on the Beltway and leaving DC. After another ten minutes, they reentered the city from the opposite end, before crossing over to Virginia. Once there, he pulled up to a boat launch on the Potomac, and helped her out of the car. "End of the line for me, Miss Walters. Down those steps is your next contact. Be safe." he tipped his cap as if he wasn't working for a blackmailer and taken her to a dead drop location.

The next contact was more unique at least, a man of about thirty with a shaved head and a small soul patch. His eyes were anything but dull, in a dark gray. Dressed in a windbreaker her helped her onboard a small boat. Another ten minutes later, and the boat pulled up alongside of a large cabin cruiser. A tall man with salt and pepper hair and beard met her at the stairs as she was helped up on deck. Tall and darkly handsome, Yuri had the sorts of looks most women liked. His eyes were intense and always seemed to fix on the person he was speaking to eye to eye. His upper body was covered in tattoos. Wearing an open neck shirt and white cotton slacks, he looked totally opposite her dressed up look. "Welcome, Sarah. I've been waiting for you. Welcome to international waters. Right now, you are in no country, just open water. Are you hungry? I have some fine seafood and a bottle of Moet &Chandon in he cabin below. We can talk while we eat. My name is Yuri, and I am very pleased to meet you." The accent was evident, but his voice was charming as was his smile.

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Sarah saw him coming, but hadn't expected him to show the familiarity he did as his arm slipped through hers. Sarah got ready to offer the money when he explained he was only there to make sure she'd come alone, and to take her to the next contact. The whole ride she was anxious, one leg bouncing as she stared out the window and took deep breaths to center herself. She didn't like the fact that they were driving away from the initial meeting place, and once or twice she considered taking out her phone and turning it on. But the sense of security gained from doing so might risk the chance that the picture would be circulated, so she never did.

She went from a car to a boat, and from the boat to a yacht that looked like something she would be sipping martinis on at brunch with her carefully selected group of friends. Whoever this was, Sarah had a feeling money wouldn't make them go away.

On board was a man clearly older than her own 23 years of age. He was handsome, and his name and accent marked him as Russian. The fact he was clean cut and clearly wealthy eased some of her nervousness. She'd been expecting someone looking for drug money, or something similar. This was clearly not that. Yuri had money of his own obviously, and thus far he was the perfect gentleman. That didn't mean she relaxed entirely though. He'd still brought her here under threat of blackmail. But years of having to smile and be polite despite any nerves or uncertainty kicked in and she offered him a smile. It was a little tense, and a little tight, but it was polite.

"I wish I could say the same Yuri, but I will take you up on your offer of food." Her tone was polite even it held the same terseness born of anxiety that her smile did. The fingers curled around the strap of her purse tightened ever so slightly as she followed him down below deck. Sarah could feel her heart pounding in her chest and she was mentally berating herself for being so foolish as to buy that baggy of weed. She should have gotten something else. Melatonin maybe. At least that was fucking legal. She wanted to ask him what he wanted of her, try to end it quickly. But she didn't want to risk angering him even more. As clean cut and wealthy he appeared to be, Sarah could sense he was still a dangerous man.

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Yuri smiled at her, not expecting her to be happy to be here after all. He was blackmailing her. But that would change, he was certain, in time. But like any other plan, it required the ground work. She was smart, he had done his research. The model daughter, but clearly not entirely. After all, likely the stress of being the model daughter was what had led her to his doorstep inadvertently. Something he was rather fond of. Sure this was about revenge on her father for the years he had taken away. But the idea of turning his daughter into his personal whore was appealing. And would be even if she wasn't her father's only child. She was a breathtaking woman. And what red blooded Russian didn't want to fuck an American Redhead? Their countries had hated one another so long that it was almost second nature even today for many. Fortunately for his job, he never truly hated Americans growing up, though he did blame them for destroying his world. But that was why he sold their youth drugs, to fuck their world.

Once at the dinning table in his cabin, he poured the champagne for her then himself. "I imagine you have questions. Are likely outraged about this even. And I'd be lying if I said I would feel any different if the tables were reversed," he started the conversation. One of his crew brought out salads with dressing and shrimp cocktail. Once the man was gone again, he continued, "I can't imagine being your father's daughter is easy. I completely understand why you bought the marijuana, if that helps. But your father and I, well, let's just say we have a history. So I can appreciate how hard your life must be behind all the smiles. Is he still the same narcissistic arrogant bastard he was twenty years ago?"

"But I want to be clear, while this is about your father to some degree, you wouldn't be here if it was only about him. I would have simply leaked the photo and destroyed you in the process. But you deserve better treatment than that, even for being your father's daughter. The sins of the father and all that is all well and good, but a beautiful young woman like you, well, you deserve more. Don't you agree?" The way he looked at her likely told her exactly what he wanted from her in that moment, as he made no effort to conceal his desire.

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The fact that this was about her father was a no-brainer. Sarah had given him the perfect bomb to drop on Senator Walters' campaign. It was, however, a surprise that Yuri knew him well enough to know the sort of man he was. But she didn't wholly trust the sympathy he offered. Not when he looked at her with such obvious want.

"If you know him, then you know I can neither confirm nor deny the statement he's a bastard," she replied smoothly, "It's bad enough you have that photo. I don't think you'd need evidence of me slandering him to add to it." And yet she hadn't defended the man. More importantly, even though her gaze was still wary there was a hint of curiosity. She was the wealthy daughter of a senator, about to marry a soon to be senator. What more could he offer her? Sarah didn't need his money.

"I will agree however, that I shouldn't be smeared because of my father's choices," she continued, "Is that what you're hoping to gain then? Something more damning than his daughter buying pot?" The attempt to draw more information without giving any wasn't well disguised. There was no need to pretend she was being cautious. They both knew where things stood.

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Yuri smirked at her boldness. Sarah was a smart girl, definitely. So he would treat her as such. Give her the respect he knew her father didn't give her, and likely as not, neither than her fiancee who was little more than a younger version of his father. Driven by their own appetites and needs, and the rest of the world be damned. And while he wasn't naive enough to think he was much different in that regard,. The difference was what he had to offer her. He would treat her as she was, an intelligent woman who wanted better than what she was looking at for the rest of her foreseeable life. That she met his own lust for her with curiosity only made him want to fuck her more.

"Shall we be frank with one another? No games, no bullshit? For the next ten minutes I promise to be honest with you if you do the same with me, deal?" he offered her. Regardless if she played by the rules or not, he felt he would be able to detect falsehoods. He had after all survived all these years despite every turn against him being pushed. Not only survived, but prospered beyond his wildest dreams. "Quite honestly, I know that while he would never admit it, you are very important to him. Not only as his only child of course, but the fact that you have been the model child to a man who doesn't deserve it. And of course, as trade goods to offer your fiancee for his support in the Senate. Do you want to be a lobbyist by spreading your legs for a man who will never love you? Never care about what you want or need? To be forced to buy more and more pot to be able to sleep at night? Is that what you want out of life?" he hit her fast and hard with questions. Even though he knew the answer to each and every one of them already.

"Of course you don't, you're far too intelligent to waste your life something that you get zero out of. Money isn't something that will sway you any more than it would me, we both are rich beyond our needs," he confirmed for her. "But I offer you something that they do not even know how to give you: a choice. And while you may argue it's not much of a choice, if you think about it for a moment, its not nearly as one sided as it seems. First option you know, you reject my offer and go home to find your photo on the front page of the Post or the Times or both. You go to jail for a small sentence, and are disgraced in public, which would be enough to hurt your father and your fiancee, but not enough to cost either of them their elections. After all, if they weren't cold heartless bastards who would throw you under the bus for their own gains, we wouldn't be having this conversation. And quite honestly, I am not after his career. No. I want to destroy the man, utterly. I want him to know what it is like to be robbed of something precious by somebody who takes it for their own ends. He took ten years of my life to get elected to his first term in Congress. I want to pay him back in blood, and with interest."

Pausing a moment, he told her, "I want you. Not just tonight, but from now on. I want you to become mine, completely. In exchange what do I offer you for this most precious of prizes? I offer you the life style of a pampered woman. A man who will give you the affection and life you deserve. The world will be your oyster, as they say." Looking her in the eye, he smiled softly, "Do you think you will get a better offer elsewhere?"

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Sarah didn't need to say anything for him to know his questions hit home. Her gaze fell away from his and her lips pursed slightly as though she had considered denying those claims. But she remained silent, hearing him out on his offer. In the silence that met his question Sarah was thinking. His offer was tempting. She'd be lying to say it wasn't. Even though Yuri was old enough to be her father himself he was a handsome man, and he was offering her freedom.

Now wasn't that ironic? A Russian offering freedom to an American. But she knew better than to blindly accept. She liked what he placed on the table, and certainly wanted to have more of a say in her life, but she hardly knew him. Accepting fully right then would be foolish.

"How about this," she said finally, lifting her gaze to look back at him as she steepled her fingers, "You give me one week to make a final decision. During that week I'll be yours and you show me what it is you're offering. It's one thing to make a promise, and another to keep it." Leaning back in her seat she crossed one leg over the other and smoothed the skirt of her dress. "I'm sure you'll understand when I add that discretion will be incredibly important?"

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Yuri smiled at her, she was every bit as smart as he thought. She was right of course, keeping his promise to her was the true test to her. But he knew that he had no reason to lie to her. He would get what he wanted through treating her right: she would become his perfect American Whore. He would fuck her as he willed, when and where he willed. Offer her to whom he willed. But he would also treat her like a very prized and pampered whore. A girl who would have her every whim catered to. A life of luxury for her. Fanciful places to travel, the best restaurants. Everything she could want. And he would let her use her brain as well. They would make a power couple the likes of which none had ever seen before in the modern digital age.

With this, he could give up crime and turn to international business, where she would be an invaluable partner. And there would be fewer people out to kill either of them that way. What good was having a personal whore who was as hot as she was, if one of them was always in the cross hairs? None was his answer. "I accept your terms," he told her firmly. "And of course I understand discretion. Why do you think I went through what I did to get you here? By the way, your car is safely moved so that tongues won't wag. Hopefully nobody is expecting you home tonight?" he asked her with a grin.

Pushing back slightly from the table, he motioned for her to stand up, and beckoned her over to him. Patting his lap, he made it clear where he wished her to sit. It was time to show her some of the things to expect. He was not cruel to his women, only his enemies. Despite what she thought and what he had told her, he knew her father was very secretly proud of his daughter, and loved her very much. Her betrayal, her corruption, would break him utterly. It would destroy the proud man much worse than any other thing that could be done to him. And that made Yuri happy.

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Sarah's shoulders relaxed ever so slightly as he agreed. Sarah had been prepared to have to bargain with him or convince him to let her have that week. She'd expected him to act like the other men in her life. The fact that she had been so ready to defend herself was an eye opener in and of itself. The promise of discretion and the knowledge her car had been moved out of sight let her relax further.

Getting up she went and perched on his lap, settling herself down one leg. Her own legs neatly crossed themselves, and she reached up to let down her hair. Sarah had a feeling she'd be here a while and if that was the case she might as well get a little comfortable. For the time being she set the bobby pins she'd used to keep it in place on the table and gave her hair a brief finger combing. "Why don't we play a little game. It's one that Daniel lost even though he doesn't know it. The rules are simple. I offer a hypothetical situation, and you tell me how you would respond."

She offered it casually, but the glance she gave him was calculated. This game was a means of getting a taste of just how much choice she could hope to have. Obviously not everything could be learned from something so simple, but it had been enough to prepare her for how stifling a relationship with Daniel would be.

"Let's say one day I decide I want to find a job. Something that puts my business management degree, and/or the marketing and campaign experience I've gained to use. How would that make you feel?" Blue eyes searched his face to gauge his initial reaction. Her fiance had frowned, and asked her why she would ever want to and wasn't it enough to have the degree and help her father with his campaign. Of course she couldn't be the campaign manager or be given a title, that would be nepotism. Besides, she was going to be a politician's wife. That should be enough.


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"Looks like I'll have to sit down with your mother and see what she did to you to stop you from having your change. Also Alice, you'll learn to love being with me soon enough." With a dark chuckle Marcus stood up still holding Alice, though the second he stood up, he brutally and roughly extracted his cock from Alice's formerly virgin pussy, causing cum to flood out of her gaping pussy.

He then unceremoniously dropped her in the puddle of their mixed juices and sat back down in the couch. "Start licking, you'll be sucking my cock til your mother comes home." His tone made him sound like he was bored and disappointed of Alice all at the same time.

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Alice&Linda gasped at the sudden feeling of emptiness as he swiftly pulled out and left all the cum to rush from her body. The atmosphere had changed subtly, and Alice wished she could get to her phone warn her mother. As far as she knew it wasn't any fault of hers that a change hadn't happened, she just didn't do anything to try and force it to. More than that though, her father's be enthusiasm at seeing her seemed to have quickly fled. The disinterest stung on an instinctual level, but she still saw some hope there because if he didn't want her perhaps he'd go away.

Not about to make things worse she did as he said been licking his cock. The taste of his cum overpowered the taste of her own juices as the thick fluid seemed to cling to her tongue. More than that though, she could feel her desire slowly building with each mouthful she swallowed. It clouded her mind and made her cunt begin to ache with need. The change was so subtle she didn't full notice it until her cunt was drooling again and she'd gone from just licking his cock clean to nuzzling it as she did so. She couldn't help it. There wasn't the feverish warmth that accompanied a heat, but the driving need was there and the want for more.

It was then her mother, Linda, came home, potentially sparing Alice from having to attempt to take the monstrous shaft between her lips. Her father's scent was so overpowering though Alice didn't notice her until she heard the all too familiar growl from near the door. "Get out," the older woman snapped, human teeth becoming sharper as she prepared to defend her daughter, "You ruined me Marcus. You used me, and lied to me about what all those appointments were. All the injections and DNA testing before I gave birth. I will not let you do the same to her!"

She stepped forward, and Alice forced herself to pull away from the massive shaft to look to her mother. Never had she seen her more angry, or more terrified. Still, her mother took another step forward, willing to face the man she feared if she could keep Alice safe. "He thinks you did something to stop me from turning." Alice's words gave her mother pause, and after a moment she just shook her head. "I haven't done anything to her except raise her and be her mother, Marcus. Why don't you go talk to all your scientists and alchemists and see where they made the mistake? For all you know their meddling might have made her a carrier and she'll never turn and there's a chance her children won't as well."

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"Well that doesn't matter, I will help her change, and if she is a carrier, then her kids will be strong shapeshifters like me." Marcus stood up and towered over Linda, as he patted Alice's head. "Linda, I may have ruined you for other me, but the second you walked in, your arousal hit my nose. You missed me. And I know you, you were more upset because you could never please me like I did you."

Marcus leaned in close to Linda, cupped her face and leaned close to her with his eyes glowing and his fangs out too, "Lets face it Linda, you're jealous that your daughter is perfect for me and you were almost perfect. Now if you let me take Alice as my mate like she is supposed to be, I'll bring you along so you can help Alice through her pregnancy, maybe even give you another child while I'm at it. I treated you like a queen, I can be that knight in shining armor again. All I require is Alice."

He gave Linda a soft passionate kiss, the way he knew Linda liked them in the past. "Also, since Alice is perfect, she wont ever need to meet the alchemists and scientists."

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Alice watched her mother's stiff posture loosen as she looked away from Marcus. It was all she needed to know that her father was right, and it hadn't just been about keeping her safe. That knowledge stung, as did seeing the way her mother yielded to easily to Marcus with just one kiss. The hope she had of being saved crumbled before her as Linda gave a quiet nod and bent to the will of the Alpha. It had taken so much to leave in the first place, and to be in his presence and smelling the lingering scent of his arousal made it hard to keep fighting.

Linda was not an Alpha female, and when it came down to it she would never really stand up to her former mate.

Alice felt her throat ache with unshed tears. She felt betrayed as her mother agreed to let him have her knowing what would be done. The idea of running, heading out the back and down the fire escape, briefly crossed her mind. But she knew it wouldn't work. If anything it'd only make things worse. If she wanted to be free she'd have to plan more carefully than that.

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"Now Linda, be a good beta and get yourself and our beloved daughter ready for a very long breeding session. I'm going to stuff both of you with my children, and this time I'll be around to take care of you and them. Alice, we'll work on your shifting tomorrow. I can't have my new Alpha female not being able to shift. And until you can you're mother is the effective Alpha female."

Alice would feel a sense of anger rise up within her since she would subconsciously see herself as better than her mom, which she was. Marcus then sat down presenting his bitch breaker of a cock off for both his daughter and wife, since she never divorced, too much paper work that would have helped him track her faster.

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Alice felt slighted that her mother was being given power over her. Although subdued because of the lack of a change, there had been plenty of signs that she could be the Alpha her father wanted before he'd gotten here. As she'd gotten older she'd started listening less and rebelling against her mother's rules more. And to her credit, Linda had so far done a decent job of keeping the young woman mostly in line.

But now things were different. There was a male in the picture, and Alice had seen how easily her mother had backed down. Not only that, but the arousal from having tasted his cum still lingered and fogged her mind enough to make instinct hold more weight than rational thought. So she knew better than to lash out at Marcus, but when Linda knelt beside her and reached out no such limits existed.

Perhaps if the older woman hadn't tried to apologize or act like what happened had been a small thing to gloss over Alice wouldn't have done it. But her mother did do those things, and in response Alice slapped her hard. The sound of palm on cheek cracked loudly in the room, and seeing the way her mother shrank back satisfied that thread of dominance inside her. It also gave her the strength and courage she needed to finally stand, though there was a faint tremor still in her legs and hands.

"No. I'm not going to sit here and pretend this is okay. Daughters don't get bred by their fathers and fucking sold out by their mothers. I'm done. You two have all the sex you want." His scent was tempting. It called her to stay and have more, but anger and hurt was stronger than desire and she walked away towards her room. Alice felt a trace of fear at how her father would respond to the refusal, but she didn't dare look back even as her back stiffened in expectation that he would come after her.

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It took Marcus a few moments to register what Alice had said. It made him angry and proud at the same time. Angry for obvious reason but proud since she stood up to her mother like a true Alpha. After he registered what she said he stood up and prowled over to her, grabbing her by the back of her head, before he slammed her into the ground.

"Now now, you're not going anywhere, but good job being a good girl. Linda! If you still have that collar and leash set please get it. You're going to help me break her in." With his other hand, Marcus then slapped Alice's ass giving her a hard spanking that she could feel get red instantly. "So Alice, mind telling me what went through your head when you slapped your mother, and disobeyed me?" Marcus's voice was calm and cold, which was terrifying since he usually was loud and boisterous.

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She yelped as he slammed her to the ground, pas stinging from hitting the floor and an ache spreading through her knees. The strike to her ass pulled another cry from her, and she felt the aching heat spread from where his hand had made contact. Her mother, who'd obediently gone to fetch the requested items, was the last thing on her mind. Feeling his strength, and the closeness of him ensuring she breathed in those pheromones had her wanting to submit to him.

"That I don't want this," she answered, "That it's sick that you both are okay with this, and that she gave me up so easily. It's bullshit!"

As sharp as her tone and her words were the hurt and the betrayal was easy to see. She'd expected to be protected. To have her mother stand up to him. Instead her world was being turned upside down in ways she didn't agree with and couldn't fully understand. He was the first man to ever make her feel desire, but he was her father. Everything she'd learned up until this point told her that was wrong. That things like this didn't happen. It'd take time to for her to come to terms with what her life was now, and where her place was.