Ch. 2
Layla woke up the next day and it took her a few minutes to remember what had happened. Everything slowly came back to her: Sam and her had had sex and she turned him into her slave, that was her power, mind control and enslavement through sex, could it be real though or was it all just a dream?
She got up from the bed while Sam was still asleep to look herself in the mirror. Her appearance was still the superpowered one: deep blue eyes, long black hair, toned body, and huge tits.
Layla decided to test the reality of the situation "Get up Sam, are you my slave?" she asked Sam who woke up right away.
"Of course, mistress" Sam replied.
"Good. Then get up, kiss my feet, and make me breakfast" she ordered.
"Yes, mistress" said Sam promptly as he threw himself at her feet to kiss them, and then walked out to go to the kitchen.
Everything was real and it had happened, Layla felt happy, but also suspicious as she felt like she should be feeling bad about the situation since Sam was supposed to be the person she loved and not her slave. She couldn't shake off the feeling that this was somehow wrong, but at the same time she couldn't really feel bad about it, after all these were her powers so she deserved it.
She ate the breakfast Sam had prepared for her and told him to call in sick for work since she didn't know how he would act in public in this state. She needed to go to work today since she had skipped it yesterday.
Layla got dressed, she put on the large sweater she had bought to cover what she could of her new curves since she didn't want people to find out about her powers, or at least not yet, but she kept her sexy underwear, just in case.
Work had been hard the past few months, at the beginning the new company had been very exciting, but then after a year management had changed, they grew from a small business to a successful one and hired lots of new employees, and with that Richard, the new CFO, had arrived.
At first he presented himself as the young, hot, and cool new boss, but in a matter of months he had turned out to be the worst person they could hope for.
He had steadily increased the workload and was threatening layoffs just 4 months into taking charge of their division, he had also turned out to be an arrogant and cocky person, always critical of everyone's work and an asshole overall. This had been very apparent to Layla to whom he had been especially harsh and he kept putting a lot of pressure on.
In the past few weeks Richard had been uncommonly unbearable to deal with, even for his standards. Ever since he was trying and succeeding in making the work environment more and more competitive and in doing so he had amped up his pressure on Layla, at the beginning to the surprise of almost everyone, until it became clear that he was trying to free up the spot for his fiancée Jin who was working in another division.
Jin sometimes would come by the office and over time Layla had started to hate her since she acted like she owned the place, as if she knew that soon she would be working there, but Layla had managed to hold on to her position and endured the whole situation so far not leaving Richard a single opening to fire or demote her.
When she got in at work it was early and only a couple of people were already there, to Layla's delight no one made comments on her appearance, and even her black hair passed without being too noticed. During the entire morning only Kelsey, her next desk coworker, had asked about her hair to which she had simply answered that she got it colored because she wanted to try new things.
The morning went on slowly with barely anything happening, Layla was going slower than usual, she was distracted by what had happened yesterday, she couldn't stop thinking about it, she still couldn't believe what happened, the whole situation excited her but she knew it was too dangerous to even try to use her powers at work, too many people around plus, even though in the moment it had been fun, she still didn't know how she felt about it and the more she thought about it, the more she felt like her powers were meant for a supervillain. But every time her head wondered back to the night before and what had happened to Sam, Layla got turned on and wet.
By the time lunch rolled around Layla had gotten barely any work done and she needed fresh air. She needed to be alone and so she decided to go get lunch by herself at the sandwich place down the road. She ordered her lunch and when it came time to pay, without thinking she looked at the cashier guy in the eyes and said, her eyes glowing purple
"You can't make someone as beautiful as me pay, right?"
The guy's eyes widened instantly, and he swiftly replied "Yes, you're right, this one is on the house" in a strangely monotone voice.
She got her sandwich without paying and went away feeling slightly aroused and leaving the cashier very confused as he clearly hadn't understood what had just happened.
The afternoon went as slow as the morning, but the thrill of what happened at lunch had left Layla confused because she hadn't meant to use her powers, but, after all, she deserved that sandwich, why would she need to feel bad about it?
While Layla was immersed in her thoughts Jin came into the office announcing herself as she had done in the past days "Hiiii everyone, I hope it's a good day for you too!" as she ran into Richard office. Layla once again realized how much she disliked her and her relationship with her boss especially, since it was basically common knowledge what they were planning together.
After about 15 minutes Jin came out of Richard's office with a smile on her face while clearly trying to avoid Layla's gaze and as she left the office Richard said "Miss Miller could you come into my office for a second?"
Layla was guessing what would happen in there, she could use her powers, but that would basically make her a villainess so she took it off the table, mostly she was just mad and frustrated.
While having these thoughts Layla walked into Richard's office, he was a little older than Layla, maybe a couple of years, making him around 30-31. He was conventionally attractive and had a nice build, overall he well kept together. If he hadn't been such an asshole, he probably would have been one of those guys that can make friends with about anyone.
Richard closed the door behind her, told her to take a seat and walked to his desk.
"Miss Miller, I wanted the chance to speak to you about your performance lately, your work has been lackluster, and you've been much less productive over the course of this last month" he said in a calm way, which infuriated Layla even more because that meant that he wasn't even going to find a good reason to fire her and he clearly didn't even feel bad about it.
"Well, Mister Hall-"
Richard interrupted her with a smile "You can call me Richard".
"Well, Richard" Layla kept going, visibly frustrated "you might want to take in account that this last month the company has been taking a lot less deals than usual".
Layla had had this answer ready ever since she had noticed that the workflow had slowed down over the past couple of weeks knowing it might come in handy.
"I don't think that excuses the fact that you have been slowing down over the last month more than your coworkers, so I will move forward with the request for your layoff tonight, I just wanted to let you know first"
