Luke
Luke could hear giggling from the door as he walked towards Alex's door. When he opened it, Alex lay on her stomach with her feet swinging back and forth while she wrote in her notebook. Each line funnier and funnier because each line made her dumber and dumber.
"Alex, how are the lines coming?"
Alex looked up and giggled. "My tits are more important than my brain." She sat up on the bed and shook her chest so that her tits bounced around.
"Why don't you show me how big you can make your cleavage by pushing your tits together?"
Alex leaned forward and pushed her tits together. "Like this?"
Luke pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of his naked sister using the Décor app, freezing her in place.
"Exactly like that."
With his sister frozen, Luke walked over and stood on the bed. He momentarily glanced down and saw that Alex had written over hundreds of lines. Intellectually, she must have been close to bimbo territory by now. Up close and personally, it was weird seeing his nerdy and serious sister in a silly and exposed state. Her smile made her seem like a different person. A more inviting person. Truth be told, Luke had always fantasized about Alex's tits, but never about Alex. He had always been curious and now he was about to experience a full show.
With his cock already lubed up from playing with his mother, Luke slid between the valley of Alex's tits and started humping his sister's chest. The app's power held Alex rigidly, and her pushed together tits maintained its form, even with Luke's powerful thrusts.
After a minute of fucking Alex's tits, he grabbed his phone and unfroze her. It took a few seconds for her brain to process her scenario. Once she realized what she was doing, she laughed and joined the fun, moving her tits up and down on Luke's cock.
"You like that, don't you?" Luke asked in a playful manner.
Alex giggled. "My tits are more important than my brain."
"Yes, they are."
With Alex's involvement, Luke didn't last much longer. His load exploded all over Alex's face and chest to the delight of his sister.
Without warning, the bedroom door burst open.
"Luke, there's something wrong with your moth... oh my Gawdd."
The door shut. Luke's hot Step Grandma, Gloria, must have let herself in when no one answered the door. Luke scrambled to get his phone out and panicked when he didn't see Gloria's name appear. He had to catch her before she left!
*** Brett
All video call participants had gone silent since the splash of liquid on the camera. Not wanting to arouse further suspicion, Brett remained frozen behind Jasmine. But he whispered into Jasmine's ear and she parroted the response.
"Sorry, I opened a can of sparkling water. My point was that if you want to do something about Midas Tech then you need to find some hard evidence to use. If we start kicking companies out of our city because we don't like them, we are not going to attract much future business."
Chatter arose from her comments. Brett relaxed. He had told Jasmine to use the sparkling water, but the rest was all her. She knew how to work a crowd, especially his mother.
Bianca had remained silent and observant, but finally spoke up. "Fine, if you won't do anything about the company, then we will do something about the individual. As far as I know, most of the employees are local. But the man at the top, who has been involved in scandal after scandal, needs to go."
"Mr. Midas? He founded the company. That won't be easy."
"I enjoy a challenge," Bianca said.
The meeting continued and Jasmine let Bianca explain her plan. When the call was done, Brett had Jasmine stand up and lean over her desk. He stretched from all the sitting and pondered what he had just heard. Mr. Midas had been a great boss, but Brett had no idea he had been involved in so many scandals. What could he have possibly done? It was something Brett was going to find out... later.
Right now, he still had full access to his boss's gorgeous body. Using his phone, he froze Jasmine in place then proceeded to enter her from behind. Brett pushed his boss's body and face down onto her desk and fucked her anally with reckless abandon. Jasmine's tits and face bumped against the open laptop while Brett used her arms for leverage as he wildly thrusted. He picked her body up off the desk for even more leverage until her tight asshole won the battle and elicited an eruption of cum inside her.
Brett let go of her arms and her face fell flat on the keyboard while her arms dangled off the desk. He pulled his cock out and admired his cream pie before pulling her thong back up to cover and catch the mess.
With the workday ending, Brett knew he had to put things back to normal. He instructed Jasmine to redress herself and to return to normal, albeit a few suggestions. Then Brett returned to the frozen Haley and did the same. After everyone resumed their workday, Jasmine came out of her office to address Brett and Haley.
"All right, I have a few items to clear up before I go. First, Haley, I'm taking 50% of your salary and reassigning it to Brett."
"Like you can't be serious?" Haley said. "That's bullshit."
"Not only am I serious, but part of your job will now require giving Brett daily blow jobs. You are also required to dress as slutty as possible to be eye candy for the office."
Haley's jaw dropped and Brett tried to suppress his laughter. Jasmine then said her goodbye and left.
Brett winked at Haley, "See you tomorrow, slut."
He left too. Although Haley's genuine reaction was real, Brett had already planted that she would accept the new rules. He had just wanted to see what the real Haley would think, and it did not disappoint!
*** Dua
Sunbathing had always been a pleasant and relaxing experience. Sunbathing with her friend between her legs made that experience much more enjoyable. Dua grabbed Grace's hair and lifted her face which was now covered in Dua's sweat and cum.
"You had the chance to have me at your beck and call and yet you let me take control. You'd probably do this without the app, you little slut."
Grace smiled. "I have always wanted to taste your pussy."
"I bet," Dua said then laughed.
A car door slamming followed by two beeps caught Dua's attention. She commanded Grace to stop eating her pussy and follow her.
Before she walked inside her house, Dua linked two more phones to the apps. She turned to Grace, who was still under her control.
"Pose like a Greek statue until I come get you," Dua said.
"Of course, Dua. It would be my pleasure," Grace said.
Her blonde friend walked to the corner of the porch, extended one arm in the air and the other gently touching her chin with her legs spread apart. Grace made just a good as a statue as she did a carpet muncher. Dua was tempted to leave her there, but she had other devious plans in store.
Dua walked into the kitchen and greeted the temporary maid, Selena, who had recently been hired by Dua's mother to keep their mansion clean. After Dua's parents recent divorce, her mother shifted into a new personality of cleanliness and keeping up appearances in case another potential suitor came along. Selena, a college student who opted to clean part time instead of wait tables or work as a cashier, was quite beautiful, but unfortunately not Dua's type. That didn't stop Dua from flirting with the hard-working girl both at home and in class.
"Dua, what did I say about the mess in the living room. It's not your playground nor is it Selena's job to clean your mess," Dua's mother, Jasmine said. She put her bags down and took a sip from the glass of water that Selena had poured for her. "I work all day. Selena is busy with school. None of us want to come home and deal with your mess."
"I'm sorry, mother. But I have a suggestion to this ongoing problem," Dua said. "Why don't you clean it?"
Jasmine chugged the rest of the water and slammed her cup down. "I don't have time for your childishness, Dua. Now clean up your shit and stay out of my face tonight so I can actually relax. It was a very stressful day at work."
Ignoring her mother, Dua clicked open her app and opened the Stepford App. She activated it on Jasmine's phone. Her mother clicked open any new message out of habit.
"What the hell..."
Jasmine's mother stood in a trance. Dua did the same to Selena's phone, but the college girl was too distracted by Jasmine to look at her phone.
"Your phone's beeping. You should answer it," Dua said
Selena grabbed her phone but didn't open it.
"Why is she like that?" Selena asked.
"Because she needs a little time out. Now I'm trying to help you here. Either you answer your phone, or I'll make plenty more messes for you to clean up." "Wha...what are you going to do to me?"
After careful consideration, Dua held up her phone and clicked a button. Selena's phone stopped ringing.
"Here's the deal, Selena. You do what I say and you'll be aware of everything. If you don't, I will make you answer your phone."
