All characters depicted are 18+. This story contains the following themes: feminization, sissification, bimbofication, and other kink-related themes.

Magenta Mary Janes click and echo down the hallway their owner saunters, her hips wiggling to a steady beat. A pleather skirt hugs her lower body, riding up dangerously with each alluring step and flashing a hint of hot pink. The hint becomes a pink herring when she makes the conscious effort to pause and straighten her sheer stockings. They always seem so perfect, but whenever she lifts a leg onto a chair to straighten the stockings, it’s clear that she’s putting on a show.

*Tip tap*

Ami rolls a pink pen in one hand, occasionally patting it against her cheek while walking. The other hand holds a clipboard with a sheaf of paper fluttering in the air conditioned breeze. A thin lanyard around her neck secures a badge, which bounces against her thin, white cotton blouse. The words “Executive Access” emblazon it, although upon closer inspection one could also see a small winky face and heart inked in pink.

As Ami turns a corner into the main annex, she spots several cubicles where the most boisterous employees work. It’s her current destination, but as she turns to look into a decorative mirror, no sign of concern lay on her face.

Indeed, Ami smiles coquettishly at her reflection. Her light brown skin appears soft and dewy, while her dark brown eyes smolder. Ami unscrews the end of her pink pen and reveals it as a canister of matte, mauve lipstick. She takes a moment to touch up her plump, Cupid’s Bow lips. Ami plays with her shoulder-length, curly black hair for a moment before winking and blowing a kiss at her own reflection.

“Well damn Ami, if you want to put that mouth to good use, all you need to do is ask,” guffaws a gruff voice. Ami closes her lipstick and finishes preening before bothering to glance in their direction.

One of the rowdier employees, Chet, is smirking at her. He is standing tall, with his hands on his hips, glancing about as though he’s performing for an audience. A small group of his toadies are snickering, excited to see her reaction.

Ami simply smiles serenely and sashays towards them, as though she didn’t hear them. Her footsteps echo in beat with the clatter of her nametag. Her hooded eyes open and close seductively. It’s enough to shut down some of the laughter from the gaggle of guys, while some of the women in the surrounding cubicles begin to giggle. It’s as though they know what’s coming. Chet’s grin falters a smidge.

“Ooh, Chet, right? The new boy around the office? Already got a little group of boy toys for yourself? Aww, I’m so jealous! And wow, such a big mouth on you!” Ami smiles up at Chet, who is taken aback by Ami’s approach. He takes a step backward before attempting to regain his composure.

“B-boy?! I’m a man! Y-you shouldn’t be talking to me like that, y- you’re just another bimbo looking for attention around here!” It’s at this point that the giggling from the women in the office becomes louder, while several men in their cubicles make a show of holding their heads down. The goons surrounding Chet seem to collectively glance at one another.

“Bimbo?” Ami smiles scornfully up at Chet, who is visibly put off by this reaction. Her voice rises to a mocking pitch. “Oh! You think that’s an insult?” She strides forward, causing him to step backwards again. This time, he stumbles into his chair, audibly yelping as he falls. He looks up and is surprised to see he is now at eye level with Ami.

“Y-yeah! That’s the reason you dress like that r-right? Just looking for attention just like all the other airheads around here, you don’t even have a real job! Just sucking away at the boss like-” It’s at this point that Ami places a finger on Chet’s mouth. He crosses his eyes to see what has stopped him.

“Now, now. We don’t insult Big Boss like that around here. He’s the one who runs the show around here after all…and he relies on me to help him do so,” chides Ami. “Now the reason I dress like this is…because I want to. Big Boss likes it after all. But. If you have a problem with it, I think maybe a walk in some stilettos would do you some good!”

Chet flusters as his face glows red. The small crowd around him begins to giggle again. “S-stilettos?!?”

“Sti.Let.Tos. Yes. I think you’d look fabulous in them! I have several pairs you could borrow! Hmm, but you’re new around here. So, let’s have a quick lesson,” Ami lifts herself so she’s now sitting on Chet’s desk, staring down at him with a simper on her face. Chet grimaces.

“You see, here at our wonderful company, we pride ourselves in one of the lowest rates of incidents reported to HR. That includes sexual harassment, hostile work environments, etcetera, etcetera...all thanks to a wonderful off the books policy we have around here!” She looks up and smiles at everyone around her. The women are now leaning out of their cubicles, elated.

“P-policy? What policy?” Chet visibly gulps.

“I’m glad you asked, Chet!” Ami boops him on the nose with her pen. “You’ve already noticed that some of our employees are rather…effervescent employees. Or like you said…bimbos! Like Brie over there!” Everyone turns their attention to the copy room. There, a buxom woman is attempting to manage one of the many machines. She is dressed in a revealing pleather skirt and sheer top, not unlike Ami. Brie has a dreamy expression on her, her eyes appear vacant although she wears a sly smile.

“Poor thing, our policy was rather hard on him…well, her now. That’s right!” Ami turns to grin as Chet appears horrified. “Brie used to be Brian. Sometimes we need to state the obvious for the bimbos like myself in the room. You see, Brian came up behind me and slapped my ass one day. Not that I usually mind it when Big Boss does it…but his policy is our policy. I reported it to Big Boss, not HR, and the next day…Brian was gone! Poof! And now he’s back. With two great, big ole poofs on his chest!”

Ami grins as Chet’s eyes grow wider with horror. “So you see Chet…” Ami leans forward, adjusting Chet’s tie as she maintains eye contact. “It’d be such a shame if you continued disrespecting me, or the other ladies in this office…otherwise you’ll end up just like Brie. Did I mention she has quite the oral fixation? Some of your fellas here may have already figured that out. I’m sure I could make the same request for you.” She sneers at Chet and his gooners, several of whom have a sudden look of panic on their faces.

“B-but- Wait, but what about you? Y-you’re dressed just like them too-” Chet looks down, realizing that Ami’s skirt is short enough for him to have another realization. She giggles as she pulls Chet in closer using his tie.

“Oh yes! I’m a true office bimbo just like the others. But here’s the difference, Chet. I’m this way because I wanted what Big Boss had in mind. Still do. Unlike Brie though, I got the tits and kept my brains. Anyway, Mister Boy. Now that you and your little boyfriends have your lesson in how to treat your coworkers right…I need you to take this assignment. It’s due by EOD. That’s end of the day for you, airhead.”

Ami shoves the clipboard and sheaf of papers into Chet’s face. He looks as though he’s fighting back a retort before his face falls. “U-uh, y-yes Ami…I’ll get to it right away. W-well, what are all of you doing? Gotta get back to it-”

Ami holds out a hand, Chet scrambles to help her off the desk. “Thank you darling! But remember Chet. I’m Miss Amor to you.” She winks as she saunters away from the annex. The goons have all run back to their desks while the women around them continue to enjoy a good laugh.

“Y-yes Miss Amor!” squeaks Chet as he wheels himself back to his desk, immediately getting to work on his assignment.

Ami smiles to herself as she hears a deep voice crackle over the intercom. “Miss Amor, to my office, please.”

She looks up, grinning as she spots a bulky shadow through a privacy glass. Above the annex lay the office of Big Boss. He must have been watching Ami play her game with the fresh-faced employee. She gives a small wave to the figure before moving towards the elevator, swiping her badge. She takes her time wiggling her hips on the way, sure that Big Boss is enjoying every step she takes.

Ami confidently strides towards a towering office door, swiping her badge once again. On the back of the badge, a phrase reading “For Official Use Only” has parts scrawled out and written in with pink ink. Instead, it now reads “For Big Boss’ Use ;)” She takes in a deep whiff of cologne as she walks, heart starting to race.

“About time, do you always need to walk so slow?” The towering figure is sitting behind a gilded, elaborate desk, scowling at Ami. She only giggles in return as she traces her eyes over the hulking man before her. He has taken off his blazer and is wearing a fitted white shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Big Boss’ tattooed shoulders are almost as broad as his desk, his bare, russet brown arms each as thick as a tree trunk. His thick black hair is streaked with white as it cascades wildly past his ears. A pair of golden sunglasses lay atop his head.

“Oh, shush. I know you love it. Besides, I could walk faster if I wore flats and pants…but how else would I show off my legs and-” Instead of completing her sentence, Ami simply struts over to a filing cabinet, bending over as she pretends to sort through it. She turns her head, seeing a small smirk forming on Big Boss’ face as she wiggles her derriere in his direction.

“Pink, huh?” Big Boss licks a tooth as Ami stares back seductively. His gaze remains unwavering as she closes the cabinet and walks over to his mahogany cellarette. She makes a show of pouring a small glass of whiskey before pulling out two ice cubes.

“Mmmhmm, your favorite color. It’s part of a matching set, I picked it out for you.” Ami purrs as she allows the ice cubes to melt in her hands. Large drops of water drip onto her blouse, letting Big Boss verify her words as her magenta bra peers through the wet fabric. She drops the ice cubes into the glass, taking a small sip. Her lipstick leaves a mark.

“Hmm.” Big Boss grins as Ami circles his desk, placing the glass in his awaiting paw, sitting on his leg. She plays with his buttons, staring up into his hard hazel eyes as he sips. “Good job on handling Chet. He just started and is already getting on my nerves. He’s good and I don’t need another- What was their name?”

“Brian! Now Brie! We already have a ‘Brianna’.”

“Right. Guy had a brilliant future ahead of him, but can’t let just anyone grab your ass.” He growls with an annoyed expression. Ami calmly grabs his free hand, pressing it against her backside. Her eyes twinkle as she pushes on his fingers, encouraging him to squeeze. “Heh. Anyway. Already got a new girl ready to go, although Chettie would make a great Bettie.”

Ami frowns as Big Boss throws the rest of his drink down his throat. “New girl?” She has a tone of annoyance in her voice now.

“I know, I know. Don’t worry, you’re my best executive assistant. I figured you’d enjoy the help though. She reminds me of you,” Big Boss raises an eyebrow as he stares down at Ami, who has her arms crossed now. “Don’t be like that! You’re the best. But you still need to work on your…team-building skills. Look. We’re moving into a merger and I need to be selective about who is staying. So, that means when I draft your next performance evaluation-”

He’s cut off as Ami smirks while she uncrosses her arm, placing one hand on his shiny belt buckle. “But Big Boss,” she begins in a high-pitched voice with doll-like eyes. “I thought my performance lately has been…ah-mazing!” She uses her fingers to apply pressure as Big Boss opens his mouth ever so slightly.

“Ah- Heh, I see what you did there.” Both of them share a chuckle. “But- I mean it, Ami. Show Meagan here the ropes and demonstrate that you can function well in a team. Not just as the office lioness.”

“Huh? Meagan? Here?” Ami shows genuine surprise as she turns her attention away from Big Boss and scans the room. Sure enough, sitting in a high-backed chair in the middle of the room is a young woman.

Taken aback, Ami quickly recomposes herself. She carefully stands up, making a show of pulling down her skirt while she keeps one hand on Big Boss for balance. Once she’s ready, Ami circles back to the front of the desk before leaning against it while crossing her arms, pushing up her breasts. Big Boss rolls his eyes, knowing this is her way of “asserting dominance”.

Meagan is demure as she waits patiently. Ami doesn’t seem to be bothered by the fact that she has been sitting there the entire time she simpered over Big Boss. Instead, she looks the girl up and down.

They’re both wearing a similar outfit. Meagan wearing crimson heeled loafers, a ruched black skirt, and a sheer low-cut blouse with a purple overshirt. She wears her blonde hair short and cropped, with red lips and blue eyeshadow going well with her natural blush. She gives a shy smile in response to Ami’s scanning.

“H-Hello! I’m Meagan, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Ami grins as she strides forward. Meagan seems startled but quickly stands up and holds out her hand.

“Oh, no need for that, silly! I’m a hugger!” Ami pulls the girl into a quick embrace, which surprises Meagan but takes it kindly. “Hmm, and people must love your hugs. Bigger than me up top but…”

Meagan blushes bright red as Ami pulls away from her, holding her at arm's length. She is glancing down at Meagan’s skirt, tilting her head as though trying to figure something out. “B-but what?”

“Oh nothing! Y’know what, I should show you around, just like Big Boss said,” Ami swiftly turns Meagan around and links arms with her. Meagan is quick on the uptake and follows her lead. “See you later, Big Boss!”

“Be nice!” calls out Big Boss from behind them, as Ami rushes her new compatriot out the door.

“I always am!” responds a bubbly Ami. She pulls Meagan over to the elevators, swiftly pulling on the girl’s new keycard. *Ding*

“Oooh, looks like you have full access to the facilities as well. Interesting.” Ami smiles sweetly at her new friend, but Meagan can detect a hint of wariness in her eyes.

“Y-yeah! Mr. Boss-” Meagan starts while they wait for the elevator.

“Big Boss.” Replies Ami.

“Oh! Yes! Mr. Big Boss said that I’m to start shadowing you and learning how everything works…Soooo, when did you start working for him?” Ami continues to stare back unwavering even as the elevator door opens. Ami pulls her in, almost pinning Meagan against the wall. “Oh!”

“Sorry! It’s a bit tight in here…” Meagan can feel heat emanating from Ami as they stand incredibly close to each other…even though the elevator can clearly accommodate a small crowd. “Well…Let’s just say I came in as a consultant. I actually have a doctorate, you know. I was pretty confident but then I met Big Boss and well…”

Ami's commanding expression gives way to a dreamy smile as the elevator dings once more, announcing their arrival on the ground floor. She gives Meagan a tug as the latter is guided towards the copy room.

“Anyway, we were both brought in because the company wanted an outside hire for a new position. But every time I listened to Big Boss speak, hmm. Something just came over me. He secretly told me about his new “policy” to curtail the harassment issue here and…I kinda just volunteered for it. He was surprised, mind you. I went through most of the “procedures” but Big Boss wanted to avoid too much air in my head so…here I am. Running everything for him. Pretty much the same job I would’ve done before, just without a new pair of accessories”

Ami playfully adjusts her bra as they reach a room with several computers, printers, and copiers inside. There is only one other person in the room. “Oh hi Brie!”

The busty woman turns to them, a whimsical look on her face. She gives a small wave in return, turning around to continue making copies. Or attempt to make them.

“Ooh, hey Brie. Y’know Chet over in sales? I heard he needs some help under his desk. He’s got some big problems down there.” Brie’s eyes light up as her mouth forms an O shape, her ample bosom swaying as she rushes over to Chet. “That’ll give us some space and give Chet a chance to prove he’s taking my lesson to heart.”

Meagan looks around the room, wondering why Ami has brought her here. “That’s neat to hear about you and Big Boss! So this is the copy room, huh? Wow, there’s so much equipment here, are you going to show me what each one does, where do you want to sta-” She turns around, suddenly realizing that she’s being picked up off the ground.

“Oof! Glad we’re about the same size hehe.” Meagan is flabbergasted as Ami sets her atop the copier Brie had been using. Ami begins fiddling with the device before Meagan is suddenly blinded by the lights below her. “And that’s how we make copies!”

The machine vibrates below Meagan as it begins spitting out sheets of glossy paper. “So, that’s my story…how about you? Why are you suddenly interested in Big Boss?” Ami has both hands on Meagan’s knees, applying enough force to let her know to sit still. Meagan gulps as she starts.

“Well, I met Mr. Big Boss at a conference recently. We started talking about something business related and he invited me out to drinks…well to network!” Meagan tries to appease Ami, who is suddenly glowering. “He mentioned you of course! Said you were sick and couldn’t come…but he said you were amazing! Couldn’t stop talking about you actually…I almost felt jealous at the time…”

This seems to mollify Ami a bit, who smiles, loosening her grip on Meagan. “And I don’t know…everything about him…and you just seemed so…good. Great. Amazing! I didn’t like my old job and well, after a few drinks…he made an offer. He said he liked the way I looked…said he knew of a few improvements to make…and I just went along with it. Now I’m here…with you.”

Meagan looks sincerely embarrassed as she whispers the last part. She shyly stares back at Ami, who seems to be processing the story. They stare at each other, as copies pile up next to the pair. After what seems like an eternity, Ami uses one hand to pick up a copy. She smirks as she shows the paper to Meagan. “Well, looks like you may have one-upped me on sizes both on top and below…but luckily…”

Ami leans forward, her hand placed on Meagan’s skirt as she whispers into her ear. “I’m a grower, not a shower.” Their faces centimeters away from one another, Ami smiles as Meagan blushes. “So. Let’s say I show you the ropes. You become Big Boss’ new secretary. What then? What’s your endgame?”

Meagan can feel Ami’s breath on her cheek. “I don’t have an endgame…honestly I just want to serve. And…after everything that Big Boss has said about you…I don’t mind serving…you too…” She flicks her eyes up at Ami’s, who takes a deep breath as though contemplating something.

Ami’s hooded eyes close, then open, suddenly sparkling. She leans in and plants her mouth atop Meagan’s. The blonde girl is startled…but doesn’t fight back. She slackens her body, allowing Ami to join her atop the copier. More copies continue to pour out of the machine, a slow sequence of seduction forming.

Ami applies pressure, her fingers deftly moving over Meagan, who never once resists. At some point, the scanner makes a noise, notifying its users that it’s out of paper. Ami finally pulls back, giving the other girl a chance to breathe.

Ami smiles, satisfied with what she’s figured out. “C’mon, let’s head back to Big Boss. I think it’s time we apply some promotion tactics. I know how we can make sure we both stick around after the merger.”

Confused, but elated, Meagan allows Ami to pull her once again. She looks behind but doesn’t say anything about the mess of copies they are leaving behind. Judging by the way Ami runs the office, no one is going to say anything.

After several minutes, Ami bursts into Big Boss’ office with Meagan in tow.

“Hey! What have I said about knocking?” snorts Big Boss, who is currently looking over several legal documents.

“That if I hear it, I should either get off you and get myself proper, or keep my head under your desk and keep working,” teases Ami. Big Boss laughs.

“So, how did the tour go?”

“It went well! Ami is a really good, um, teacher! I can see why you like her so much…” Meagan shyly glances between the two of them while they both grin.

“And I made an executive decision, Big Boss.” Ami places her hand on her hip while Big Boss looks bemused, apparently used to her antics. “I think Meagan and I should both get promotions. The same promotion.” She strides towards the mountain of a man while signaling Meagan to follow, each of them taking one of his sides.

“O-ho! And how is that going to work with the merger?” Big Boss seems annoyed. “You really think I can give two secretaries promotions with new salaries, benefits…are you sure you didn’t get the procedure to become more ‘featherbrained’?”

Ami laughs as she cuddles up to Big Boss, signaling Meagan to do the same. “Actually. I don’t know how it’ll work with the new merger. We’re just a pair of widdle dumb bimbos, Big Boss. We’re nothing but tits, ass, and window dressing…but you want us to stay with you, right?” At this point, both secretaries hop up onto his lap, straddling a leg each.

“You’re the Big Boss. So you get to call the shots…don’t you?” At this point, Ami nods to Meagan as they each reach down, soliciting a grunt from the man.

“H-heh. Ha. Hahaha. HAHAHAHA!” Big Boss places a giant arm over each of his girls. “You’re right! You’re both right! I’M THE BIG BOSS! I call the shots! You’re both getting promotions! Hell, you’re getting more- more-”

“More sick days? Ooh, vacation days?” chimes in Meagan. Ami beams at her suggestion.

“Yeah! Yeah! Uhh- You can both figure out the scheduling and whatever! Can’t have both of you off at the same time.”

“Oh don’t worry Big Boss. How about all three of us take a vacation together? I’ve got a yummy new swimsuit to show you…it even comes with a bell to wrap around my you-know-what mmmm. And I can pick out something for Meagan…maybe something skimpy…” Ami bites her lip as she continues to move her hand, but leans over, beckoning Meagan to do the same. She obliges, being pulled into another kiss.

“HELL YEAH!” booms Big Boss.

“Well Big Boss, we know how hard you work for us so…”

“Boss, that’s a lot on your plate…”

“Boss, you’ve been under a lot of stress lately…”

In harmony, the pair hop off his lap, to Big Boss’ surprise. This abruptly fades as the pair drop to their knees.

“And I know you wanted me to work on teambuilding skills…”

“Well…Big Boss. Ami showed me the ropes today so now…we really know how to treat you right.”

“Mmmhmm. And we work so well as a team…”

The pair stare up at Big Boss, who is quivering with excitement as a zipping noise rings through the office.

“After all two mouths…”

“Are better than…MMMM!”

“MMMMM!”