[Orientation Play, Secretary TF, Race Change]

"Rose Are You Sure This Is The Right Place?"

"Not anymore I'm not. I knew I booked an expensive joint so we could be all alone, but this place looks way beyond our price range."

Rose Lalonde and Kanaya Maryam. A Human and a Troll that had managed to fall in love with one another thanks to making it through the trials and tribulations of the game they had been part of, and the end of the world that was triggered due to said game. To celebrate, they had finally gone through the arduous process of getting married, and right now they were on their way to their honeymoon suite. It was time for them to enjoy life. Not as fellow players, but as partners for life.

Still, the hotel in front of them was beyond glitzy and golden. It was overblown and frankly jarring to look at. Not to mention enormous. When Rose had booked a room at 'Atlas Hotels', she had expected something big. But this was big in a way that actually made her feel a little ill. She wasn't one for showboating like this, especially not when she was meant to be having a relaxing time with her alien wife.

"Well Maybe It's Alright. Maybe It's Just A Little Excessive Because Humans Like To Show Off Their Wealth?" Kanaya tried to cheer up her wife, giving her a kiss on the cheek as she wrapped her arms around her. Honestly, she didn't much care where they spent their honeymoon. As long as she was with Rose, then everything would be alright. That was all that she wanted, nothing more, nothing less.

Rose smiled softly. Maybe it wasn't so bad after all. "Alright. Well, we've already spent the cash, might as well make the best of it." When she had Kanaya by her side like this, she was willing to try things more earnestly than usual. Maybe it was because of her love for the alien. Or maybe it was just because she managed to make a different side of her pop out. Either way, she stepped inside with Kanaya wrapped around her.

The foyer was just as glamorous as the outside, with many patrons having checked in already and enjoying their company on the nearby benches and seats. Though strangely it seemed like they were all aggressively heterosexual. Rose couldn't spot a single same-sex couple, and... It seemed as if a lot of these patrons were casually having sex in the open? Maybe she was seeing things.

As they reached the front desk, a young man popped his head over the counter. An albino young man with bright red eyes and a devious grin on his face. "Welcome to Atlas Hotels. My hotels." He snickered, identifying himself as Atlas in the process. "What can I do for you ladies?"

It was like he was staring at their most vulnerable areas as he spoke. Though both Kanaya and Rose did their best to ignore him. The idea that a boy like him could serve behind a desk like this was already absurd enough, they didn't want to think about what else was wrong with him. "Yes, I have a reservation for tonight. It should be booked under Lalonde." Since they hadn't quite taken each other's last names yet, she had gone ahead and booked under hers. Especially since she had more cash on hand than Kanaya.

Atlas tapped away at a keyboard behind the desk, before nodding and grinning wider. "Right, Rose Lalonde and Kanaya Maryam. Pleased to have you staying here at Atlas Hotels." The albino boy said, bowing his head slightly as he reached for a clipboard. "Before I check you both in, I'm going to need your signatures on the dotted line. Don't worry, all of this is just a bit of insurance to make sure you both hold yourselves responsible for anything that might happen during your stay."

All of that sounded reasonable to Rose. She knew the big hotels were more than happy to wash their hands clean of anything bad that could happen on their grounds, so she simply signed her name on the line. And Kanaya followed suit, signing hers as well. Even if her human handwriting was a lot cruder than her wife's. She still hadn't quite gotten the hand of writing in human script...

What neither of them realized was that the document they had signed wasn't what Atlas had said it was. Especially as he just casually tossed the clipboard into the trash once they had signed it. "Glad to see dykes like you can't read, nor realize that your names aren't worth the paper it's written on." He immediately turned aggressive as his grin grew even wider. "So, dykes, you belong to me now. Any questions? Or are you so stupid you don't have any?"

Rose flinched as all of that abusive language was hurled at her. And yet, she couldn't really think of anything. It was like... It was like her brain was completely vacant once he started referring to her as a dyke. But wasn't that what she was..? N-No, she was... W-Well, she did love Kanaya, but that didn't make her a dyke like that... Did it?

"I Have No Questions." Kanaya said in a very factual way, hands held near her crotch in a very formal manner. Of course she didn't have any questions. She was a dyke. Like her owner said, she was too stupid to think of any questions. It was simply how things were.

Atlas laughed. God, dykes like them were really easy to trick after all. "Very well. Strip down, you don't need those clothes anymore. Only real women wear clothes meant for couples, so they can look pretty for their men. You're dykes, so you deserve nothing." He gave them a brief lecture, all while gently squeezing into his crotch as he spoke. Abusing idiots like them was always a fun time...

Kanaya and Rose nodded in turn as they both stripped down. Their clothes falling to the floor, and in the process... It was like they lost something. What was it that they were just deprived of..? Maybe they just weren't supposed to know. They were a pair of idiotic dykes after all. They should just listen to their owner...

Rose trembled a little as she grabbed ahold of the panties that Kanaya had bought for her. Lacy panties that were meant to bring out her womanhood. But she couldn't resist the orders that she had been given, and thus she tossed them to the ground after tearing them a bit. And... It felt nice to do so..? Weird...

"Looks like the dyke's trying her best to hold on. How adorable. But we can't have that. Dykes are supposed to submit and just accept how things are." Atlas said, before climbing onto the counter and sitting on the edge facing the two dykes. Letting his crotch be at perfect level with their eyes, so they couldn't look anywhere but directly at the fat bulge in his pants. "I know how to break a pair of dykes like you. Consider it a signing bonus."

Both Rose and Kanaya stared straight at the fat sausage in their owner's pants, and it was like everything up above immediately stopped. It was like... It was like that pungent cock that was strong enough to break their minds several times over. In fact, what were they doing? They were meant to be servicing their boss' member, weren't they?

As drool started to pour down their chins, the gears inside their brains started to turn once again. All while they were covered in a tight white light that squeezed onto their bodies. When the light vanished, they were now wearing a set of matching secretary suits. One that was mainly white with purple trimmings for Rose, and one that was primarily black with jade trimmings for Kanaya. Not only that, but their hair had been cut in identical styles. A simple bob cut that made the two of them stand out less aside from their colors, which was complimented further by the pair of stylish shades resting on the bridge of their nose.

What had caused their transformation? Well, part of it was definitely the cock that both ladies were laser-focused on. But the other part of it came in the form of the contract they had signed. Dykes like them were never meant to be together. They were meant to be worked to death, which was why they were now dressed like a pair of matching secretaries. Secretaries with ample cleavage and a pair of thighs that were out in the open thanks to the painfully short pencil skirts they wore.

"What A Wonderful Product, Boss." Kanaya said as she pressed her slutty secretary nostrils up against his bulge, eyes rolling into the back of her head as she sniffed the brain-rewriting musk straight from the source. She could feel an age of experience filling her. She had always been his, hadn't she? Handpicked by her boss, to serve as one of his most favorite outlets...

"Don't listen to her." Rose said, glaring a bit at the dyke that had been her girlfriend... No, at the bitch that was her main rival. She had been hired at the same time as Kanaya. Those memories of being married to her had been replaced by the stink, and now nothing but hatred remained for her. Why in the world was she having dyke thoughts for her? She was scum that tried to take her boss. "You know that the only one that should be reviewing your personal products is me, Boss." Rose concluded as she snorted his ball sweat like a big bitchy piggy, her face pressed up against the other side of that wonderful bulge.

Atlas laughed as he gazed upon the two. They were ridiculous. But that was part of why he loved to mess with dykes like them. A little sniff, and they willingly turned against each other. There was no way that they were going to love each other ever again. Only him. "Really now? You're going to compete for my cock? If you're going to do that, then do it properly." He said, kicking them both in the tit to force them back. "Present your assets, ladies. Then I'll pick my new fling."

They were used to the rough way he handled them, and used to his extreme demands. But it's not like they had a choice. When the boss wanted something, they had to provide it. Even if that was their tits. Those were the rules, and they were used to following them.

"You Must Pick Me, Boss." Kanaya said as she violently snapped off a few buttons on her top, all while her massive jugs forced themselves forward. They were bigger than she was... And they were her pride. Even though they had literally just grown from her chest, she acted like they had always been there. "My Assets Will Be Perfect For Bringing You To A Climax As Well As Bringing You To A State Where You May Impregnate Me." She said, putting extra emphasis on the act of impregnation. To be Atlas' secretary meant to always aim for the chance to be filled with his wriggling seed and become the bearer of his next generation.

Rose scoffed as she did the exact same as Kanaya had, her own pale tits flopping out as the buttons popped open on her top. "My breasts are a premium product, Boss. These puppies have been personally modified to the point where both can not only serve as milk tanks for nursing the young that will be repeatedly born from my womb, but also as wombs themselves. If you want a true factory, you should pick me."

Both girls, who had been in love with one another just mere moments ago, glared at each other. There was no longer any love between them. All that remained was pure hate and competitive spirit. Especially as they waited for their boss to answer. He was going to pick the right girl, wasn't he? He knew that they were able to satisfy all of his desires, right?

Atlas laughed. As much as he wanted to pick both of them and have them keep fighting against each other, he wanted to make sure that he engraved his dominance upon them. And since one of them had shown the faintest of resistance to what he had done to them, the faintest trace of still being a dyke... He was going to bully her a bit more.

"Black bitch." Atlas said, with Kanaya's body immediately responding through her skin turning from pale gray to deep brown, as if she had always been racially diverse. "You win. Now bend over so I can breed you stupid." He concluded, stripping his pants off him as he got down onto the ground once more.

The sight of Kanaya suddenly going through a race change wasn't surprising to Rose. As far as she was concerned, she was always her racial rival. And to have the boss pick her was enough to make her seethe, one hand immediately diving into her panties as she frustratedly jammed her fingers in and out of her wet secretary slit.

Kanaya nodded as she bent over and used the front desk as a support, showing off her well-used cunt in the process. It was like Atlas had continuously jammed his cock straight into her. That was why she was straight, after all. Not a dyke. Not like that bitch that was definitely a dyke masquerading as a straight whore like her.

Atlas slapped the former troll's fat black ass and watched it jiggle for a moment as the pussy juices gushed from her cunt. She was ready. And with that, he grabbed ahold of her hips and just jammed his cock inside. Despite how used she seemed, the quality of her inner walls was through the roof.

Despite the fact that she could feel her boss ramming straight into her hole with the force of a freight train, Kanaya didn't budge nor did she adversely react. This was just a part of her daily routine. So she remained perfectly still. She was definitely enjoying it, as her juices gushing onto the ground could attest. But she was also remaining still so she wouldn't disturb her boss' use of her products.

Rose, meanwhile, was the one actually making all the noise. Between her aggressive masturbation, she was crying out and gasping as she watched her boss fuck the woman she hated. She hated it. She hated that she had been passed up, and that he would fuck somebody like her. She wanted nothing more than for her boss to bend her over the front desk and ruin her hole too. She would even take the opportunity to be fucked alongside her rival. At least she wouldn't feel like she was being cucked, and she wouldn't need to masturbate due to that feel..!

Atlas kept on thrusting. And the more he thrust into Kanaya, the more he could feel what he was crushing with his thrusts. Destroying memories that still lingered in her subconscious. Memories of all her friends and her love for Rose. All crushed by his continued pistoning.

Kanaya didn't react for a second to having her psyche assaulted like this. "Are you enjoying my pussy, Boss?" She simply asked, her speech having been made so simple and clean due to her race being changed. She didn't even flinch when he gave her a response in the form of spanking her wobbly and extra thick ass. "Thank you, Boss. Please continue enjoying the product." She replied to his satisfied response, letting out a single moan in response.

Rose kept masturbating. Kanaya kept standing. And Atlas kept fucking. This was a common occurrence. Former dykes were bred by their owner-slash-boss, and the ones that had loved the ones being bred were cucked and made to masturbate until all the remaining thoughts in their mind were killed. And since there were a ton of stupid dykes like them, he had plenty of fuel. In fact, he had ruined a pair like them just a few hours ago. A fish dyke and a spider dyke? He wasn't sure, but he knew that they made great secretary sluts at this point. Just as these two would.

To finish the product testing off, Atlas slammed his cock as deep into Kanaya as he possibly could. Letting her black pussy wrap around his cock as it tried to wring the cum out from his balls, before it just fired forward and filled her womb in a mere instant. All of that cum, strong enough to make her stomach go from flat to nine months pregnant with a baker's dozen worth of kids, just flooding into that tight space in a mere moment. And not even then did Kanaya react. After all, her womb had been modified to handle this.

"Aaaahhhh... Back to work, black bitch." Atlas said as he pulled out, presenting his cock to the cucked dyke who quickly slurped it clean of all the remaining juices and cum that were on it while taking the time to spank Kanaya again so she'd get back up and get back to work as if nothing had happened, and her belly wasn't full of cum that was going to leave her full of albino kiddos...

Rose obediently vacuumed the young boss' cock clean, before letting her tongue hang out. She wanted more. But all she earned was a slap across the face. "Good work. Now get to cleaning all the patrons' cocks." Atlas said, with the cucked secretary nodding obediently as she walked off, her lips extended as she was ready to slurp down as much cum as possible in the shortest time.

All while Atlas climbed back behind the counter and stretched a bit. Ah, it felt good to break dykes into good straight sluts... And if he was lucky, there'd be more where they came from...