(This is a Spin-off Story from the main Chrissy and Sara series that will follow Amy and Angela just after the events of the ‘Display Only’ chapters)
It was early in the morning as a blue SUV approached the Unique Boutique’s employee entrance.
“C’mon, can’t we stay on vacation for one more week? I don’t want to go back to work already.” Angela pouted to her best friend Amy who was backing the vehicle into their designated Manager parking spot.
“I wish we could too, but we’ve been away from the store for so long, and now that we’re managers, I really want to make a good impression for our bosses.”
“Hmph, Yeah, I guess your right. I heard about how the higher ups are, and they are kind of intimidating. Especially the head of the board, Camille. She sounds terrifying.”
“Exactly. That’s why we need to get in there and make sure our store is one of the best in all of France. Maybe on the weekend though I can take you back to the mansion and change you into a blowup doll again.” She said with a wink.
Angela blushed remembering those first couple of days on vacation as Amy made full use of her inflated form. After daydreaming a bit about that time, Angela gave her friend an approving nod before they both left the vehicle heading towards the store. As they unlocked the door and made their way in, they heard some commotion from inside the Manager’s office. Confused and nervous that an intruder broke in, they approached the door cautiously. They slowly pushed the door open and were shocked to see all 5 board members of UNICA (The company that owned the Unique Boutique and the laundromat Handy Dandy) standing inside talking to each other about something. As Amy and Angela came into view, one of the five board members caught sight of them and gestures to the others to silence and address the two girls.
“Umm, Hello everyone. Glad you are all here. Sorry for our confusion, but we weren’t expecting anybody to be here this early. Especially not people of your stature in the company.” Amy said in a nervous and shaky voice.
A lady from the back of the five towering figures stepped forward towards Amy and Angela. She was a tall woman, around 6 foot 6, and had an impressive figure. The girls could tell by her muscular arms that bulged from her tight grey blazer and her quads that were almost bursting from her matching grey business pants, that this lady worked out a lot. They were even more impressed with how curvy she was with all those muscles, and how big her backside and chest was given her very athletic body. This woman looked more like an Amazon Warrior than a business woman.
The caramel skinned woman approached the visibly nervous girls and gave them a cold smile. “Hi girls, my name is Camille. As you probably know already, I am the chairwoman of the board for UNICA.” She reached out a hand two Angela who shook it timidly.
“Greetings Camille, what brings you all to our store this morning? Sorry we didn’t get here sooner, but we just got back from a long vacation and haven’t had the chance to get adjusted to normal time again.”
Camille gave them a obviously annoyed smile in return, “No worries girls, that’s totally understandable. I hope your vacation went well.”
“It did. We had a great time, thanks for asking.” Angela said loosening up a bit before seeing a tense Amy and immediately tightening up again herself.
“That’s good to hear.” She smiled at the two girls silently for a moment, making the girls uncomfortable. “Anyways, to answer your question we came down to the store because we wanted to speak with you two specifically.”
“You did? I hope we didn’t do anything wrong while managing the store. We really try to make the store as top notch as possible.” Amy said nervously.
Again, there’s was another long silence that made Amy and Angela uncomfortable. “Girls, we first want to
say that we are very impressed by how well your store has been doing this last year. In fact, we came to congratulate you two for having the #1 selling store in the entire company.” Camille and the shadowy figures behind her clapped softly to recognize the girls’ accomplishments.
“Wow, really? We’re number 1 in sales? That’s amazing! You know if we’re being honest, we couldn’t have done it without those relief station displays we had for awhile.” Angela immediately stopped herself from saying anymore after realizing what she had said. She then looked over at a nervously angry Amy before looking at Camille who had a sinister yet calm smile on her face now.
“Ah yes, the infamous relief stations I have heard so much about. It seems like those were quite the fan favorite in your store weren’t they?” The two girls silently nodded in agreement. “Well girls, you see, other than congratulating you on having a top notch store, we also came down here to take a look at these amazing relief stations for ourselves, to potentially see if starting an actual line of relief station products would be a wise business move. Is there anyway you could show us these relief stations?”
Amy and Angela went pale after hearing Camille’s question. They knew very well where those stations were at, considering they helped restore them to their human forms not too long ago. “Umm, well you see. The thing is-“
“We sent them in for repairs.” Angela said, cutting off her friend. “Yeah, we sent them in for repairs because they were being overused. But sadly we found out just the other day that they are damaged pretty badly so they can’t be fixed. So we ended up throwing them away and removing them from the stores inventory.”
Amy stared in disbelief at her friends impressive lie on the spot. She was just going to stall until she came up with something but Angela had the perfect story all ready to go. Amy then looked over at Camille who now had a skeptical and disappointed look. “They were damaged beyond repair? That’s a shame. We were hoping to use those display models as references for our potential new line.”
Angela was happy it appeared the towering woman bought her fib. “Yeah, we were disappointed too because they really helped drive in customers. Oh well, what can you do?” She said shrugging her shoulders.
Camille huffed frustratingly at Angela’s remark. “Well…You know what you could do is stop lying to us.” Suddenly there was a shift in the atmosphere and Camille stared at Angela with disdain in her eyes.
“Wh-what are you talking about?” Angela said shakily.
“Come on, did you really think we were that stupid? We checked the security cameras from just before those relief stations were ‘deleted’ from the inventory. We saw how you helped that thief steal our relief stations from the store, and frankly we are disappointed.”
“B-but you don’t understand. You see, those relief stations were-“
“Can it cutie! I don’t need excuses. I simply want to know how you plan to remedy this issue.”
Amy and Angela both looked at each other with questioning looks hoping the other had a solution, but sadly neither did. “Miss Camille, we are so sorry for what we did. But there’s no possible way of getting those relief stations back. They were-“
“The relief stations were people!” Angela yelled out in a desperate yet confident tone, once again interrupting her friend, and getting a slightly shocked reaction from Camille. “The reason we helped steal those relief stations was because they were originally human beings that had unfortunately been transformed into those grotesque items using a machine that our friend owns.”
“Human beings? Seriously?” Camille said with doubt in her voice.
“Yes, our friend has a machine that can reshape a person into incredible forms. However recently it was used by someone evil to transform four of our friends into relief stations, the ones that accidentally were put into our stores inventory. Thankfully we found out about the horrible situation from the person that you saw with us in the store, and were able to rescue our four friends from lives of being sex toys. That’s why we stole those relief stations. We would never do anything like that if it weren’t for a good reason.” Angela stood confidently by what she said and Amy looked at her with tears in her eyes from how proud she was of her friend.
Camille stared at a heavily breathing Angela with an unimpressed look. “So…What you’re telling me is you aren’t willing to get us our relief stations back?”
Amy and Angela were in disbelief by the question being asked of them. “What? Did you not hear her. Those stations were people!”
“Oh I heard her loud and clear and respect the courage it took to admit such a thing. However, none of that matters to us. Once those ‘friends’ of yours were transformed into relief stations and put in the stores inventory, they became sole property of the Unique Boutique, and better yet, the whole company of UNICA. By stealing them from us you prevented us from using them to make a brand new line of relief stations and have also committed several crimes.”
The two shop owners stared on in horror at the lack of compassion Camille was showing. She didn’t care at all that lives were saved. She only cared about the company losing a potential money-making item.
Camille seeing the fearful girls continued speaking, “Look, you two are lucky we haven’t had you arrested already. That’s because I like to give people second chances. So, here’s your final offer. Either you two can go turn your friends back into relief stations and bring them back here. Or we will just have to come up with a different solution.” She said with a twisted smirk, almost as if she knew the girls’ response already.
And just like clockwork, Amy spoke up immediately in defense of her friends, “We would never do that to our friends! So do whatever you have to go is, but we will not betray our friends!”
“Ah, I thought you might say that.” Suddenly, Camille snaps her fingers and out of the shadows of the dark office come two muscular men in black business suits wearing tinted glasses, and they immediately go for Amy, grabbing her by her arms tightly.
“Hey! Get off of me! What are you doing! Angela! Help!” Amy screamed as she fought against the big men to no avail.
As Angela was about to help her friend, Camille stepped in between her and Amy. “Ah, ah, ahh. Let’s not try to be a hero.” She saw the desperation in Angela’s eyes to help and enjoyed it. “Since you two aren’t willing to do what we asked, we will be taking your little friend here instead, kind of as a replacement of sorts.”
By this point the men had put a gag in Amy’s mouth so her pleads for help were muffled, and shortly after, she was being dragged out of the office. Angela was distraught, not knowing what to do. But then Camille approached her and patted her hair and wiped the tears from her face. “There, there. Don’t cry. She’ll be in great hands. Plus, with her out of commission for now, you’re gonna have to work twice as hard managing this store.”
Angela stared at Camille in confusion, “You’re not firing me?”
“Nooo. That would be stupid of us. You helped make this store into what it is today. It would be crazy for us to fire you over something so menial. No, this was simply a warning of sorts. Don’t break the rules, and nothing bad will happen.” She lifted Angela’s droopy head gently so she could stare her in the eyes, “Now, how about you go get the store ready for the day, like a good little manager.”
Angela wiped her tears away and nodded to the towering woman before heading towards the office door. As she opened the door, she stopped and turned back to Camille, “So what are you going to do with Amy?”
Camille simply smiled, “That’s none of your concern sweety. Now run along.” She said with a gesturing motion as Angela listened and left the room. Once the office door closed behind Angela, Camille’s turned back to the other board members in the room and gave them a sinister smile, “I told you that was going to be easy. Now that we have the girl, let’s get started on the next phase of our plan.” She said with a wicked laugh.
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*one week later*
Angela was once again in the Unique Boutique bright and early, helping some of her employees get some of the new displays up for some of their new products. Working was her only distraction from thinking of the night Amy was taken and what might be happening to her, so she had put her whole self into making the store operate at a very high level.
As she was taking an empty box to the back of the store, she saw a delivery truck pull up near the box flattening station. Out of the back of the truck, a man was pushing a dolly that had a massive box on it, right up to the back door of the store. “Excuse me miss, I have a package you need to sign off on.”
“A package? I wasn’t expecting anything to be coming today?” Angela said intrigued.
“This is a special delivery from UNICA HQ. I was told to get it here to you immediately.”
Angela’s eyes went wide. If it’s from the board of UNICA, she knew it had to be important. Plus, she didn’t want to cross them again.
“Ok, yeah, if it’s from HQ then come on in.” She opened the back door so the delivery man could push the box inside.
Once inside, the box was set down in an open space in the back part of the store. It was rather large, sitting at about 5 and a half feet tall, which almost dwarfed the tiny Angela, and it was about 3 feet wide. Once the delivery guy left, she got a box cutter and cut open the box. As she opened the front of the box, Angela gasped and stumbled back a bit. Inside the box was a brand new relief station just like the previous ones that her friends had been. Except this one resembled her best friend Amy.
In front of Angela was a relief unit with its body morphed into a grotesque caricature of what Amy’s body normally looked like. The relief unit had no arms or legs, just small little rounded of stumps that slotted perfectly into the rigid plastic stand holding it up. On its shoulder stumps, it had small handles that could be gripped for extra support while using the unit, and it also had a pair of handles on its massive backside that was jutting out from behind the stand.
Dangling off the chest portion of the relief unit were two massive breasts that were rigid yet soft at the same time. And the face of the unit, while resembling Amy to an extent, was reformed to maximize its functionality for customers. The units’ face had basically been engulfed by its massive O-Shaped lips that were pursed and ready at all times to suck on anything that entered them. Angela noticed its lips looked lubricated as well, which was a nice added feature.
As Angela assessed the new product, she couldn’t help but wonder why this was such an urgent item for HQ to send to her store. She thought it was great that they finally gave her another display station for customers to use, but she had no clue as to why it was here. Then, near the base of the station, Angela saw a tag looped around the station’s stand. She reached down and ripped it off of the stand. It read:
‘Hi cutie. It’s me Camille. Bet you’re wondering why we sent you this gorgeous relief station, huh? Well, as you know, we wanted to make our own line of stations awhile back but you and your little friend caused a speed bump in those plans. Well, I’m proud to tell you that we have officially began production on our first ever Relief Stations! Isn’t that exciting? We really couldn’t have done it without help from your good friend Amy. So as a bit of a peace offering, we decided to give you her back to use as a display for your store. And I think you will grow to love her new form in no time.’
Angela stopped reading as she realized what Camille was hinting at. Her face went pale as she looked back up at the shiny plastic relief station sitting in front of her. The reason the station looks like Amy is because it IS Amy. She nearly passed out from the realization, but she quickly gathered herself and continued reading the note:
‘Now I’m sure you have lots of questions, but frankly, we don’t care. She is in your possession now, so please put her out on display for all the customers to try out. And before you think about taking her to your friends to restore, we officially added her to our inventory, so if you try to save her, we will have you arrested. Now be a good manager and go put out your new station in the store. And go ahead and try her out yourself sometime. I bet you’d enjoy it. 😉. (P.s. the actual relief stations for sale will be arriving in a couple of days so be on the lookout. Cheers!)’
With that, Angela folded the note and put it in her pocket before staring at the relief station that she now knew to be her best friend, Amy. She hesitantly reached out a hand and touched one of the station’s massive breasts and felt how realistic it felt while also being coated in a clear layer of plastic. In that moment, Angela wanted to take Amy’s hollow body off its stand and run away with her, as far away as possible. But she knew that would be pointless. Somehow Camille would find them, she just knew it.
So, holding back all of her emotions, Angela mustered up the strength, and with the help of one of her employees, Angela placed her new display piece near the front of the store, out in the open for every customer to see. As she walked away from the relief station, a line of customers was already forming to get a chance to break in the new toy. Angela promised herself and Amy, that she would find a way to restore her and get revenge on Camille and her goons. But for now she had to obey their orders until she found a way to do so. She took solace knowing that Amy was in her possession and not someone else’s.