little miss imperfect by suki
Boy, you really are dumb aren't you? How many times do I have to tell you to open the file menu first and then scroll down to open? I know you're doing the best you can. But really you have to start trying to pay attention. This last letter you printed out is full of typos and it has to go to a very important client. We really can't afford to lose a client like that. They take detail very seriously. Please just try to be more careful. I know you didn't mean it.
Yes, yes, I know it's hard to type with those long nails but they do look lovely. You do like them don't you? Yes, I thought you did. I never realized what soft pretty hands you have. Look I'm sorry I called you dumb. No I didn't mean it. Yes, I cross my heart. Forget that for now, will you please? Stop sniffling. I'm talking about something completely different. For god's sake you spelled his name wrong twice and how many times do I have to tell you? Remember, it's like that little rhyme: i before e except after c. Come on, repeat it with me. No, no after c...
Oh for god's sake! Forget it. Just please use the spell check. The spell check. It checks your spelling. Look I don't have time right now to show you again. Ask one of the other secretaries.
Really, I don't even know why I keep you on as my secretary. But I don't know what else to do with you. I'd make you a receptionist but you cut off enough people on my phone as it is. I can't imagine you handling all those calls and greeting visitors. I can't put you in the cafeteria because you can't even count change. I guess I could make you one of those girls who empty the trash after hours. I'm pretty sure even you could handle that!
I'm sorry, honey, don't start crying again. You'll ruin your make-up. I didn't mean it. You know I wouldn't do that to you. You know I'm still terribly fond of you even if you aren't my husband any more. Oh for god's sake do you really have to be so emotional about every little thing? Maybe your hormone therapy needs to be adjusted again. I'll have to talk to Nancy about that. Make a note of that please, will you darling? Oh never mind! I'll remember it myself!
I do have to admit though whatever she has you on has done wonders. What are you now, a natural B-cup? I can't wait until we have the implants done next month. You'll be a C-cup easily. And the way those hormones have filled out your ass and thighs. Have you noticed? I love your hair like that. All curly and bouncy and nearly down to your waist. I know it was a bitch sitting there at the salon all that time with those hot rollers in your hair but believe me it was really worth it. What is that shade they used? Sunshine blonde. Yes, that's it. Well that's what you are sweetheart! A sunshine blonde! God girl, you are really turning into one hot number! The way you swish around here in those tight little skirts and high heels I make you wear have every guy in the office buzzing. It's just too bad that you turned out to be such a total airhead!
Ah see, you're smiling again. That's how I love you darling. Happy and dumb! Sometimes I forget you just need a little compliment once in a while. Im sorry. I can be a little preoccupied with business. You remember how it was when you were in charge.
Oh! I'm sorry. Of course you don't. I did want you dumb but not quite this dumb!
{laughing}
I guess I only have myself to blame. I agreed to let Nancy try out that experimental mind control program she worked out. I didn't think a few electrodes and a little electric current would have such an effect. Well, she did warn me that it might mess up your brain pattern a little. But she didn't
warn me you'd turn out to be quite this stupid! Not that you were any genius to begin with anyway! I mean you nearly ran my daddy's business right into the ground. Why he ever thought that you should be put in charge I'll never know. He was just old-fashioned I guess. He thought a man should be in charge of things. Little did he know how little of a man you were!
Well I always suspected. I mean you never were much of a lover. At least the way a man loves a woman. I'm not complaining darling. It's just the truth. You were always more like a woman in bed. I really think you liked the cuddling and snuggling more than the actual sex. I mean you never initiated sex you always waited for me. And then when we did it you were always so passive. You were always so eager to satisfy me with your mouth. Do you know you never actually put it inside me on your own? You always waited for me to do it for you? It was as if it were just something attached to your body to give me pleasure. And it did, for what it was worth.
Well, it's not worth much anymore, is it? The hormones have pretty much seen to that. You know my friend Jan? No? Well you used to! Uhh, really sometimes it so hard to talk to you I don't know why I bother! Well anyway her baby boy just turned two. I went to see her last Saturday while you were cleaning the house. Anyway she had to change his diaper. You want to know something? I really don't think you're any bigger than he is! Isn't that ironic?
Ironic? Oh it sort of means funny. Forget it darling. That wasn't the point anyway. The point is that you're penis is no bigger than that of a two-year old boy-and just about as useless!
Don't you think that's funny?
I'm still not sure whether we should just have the whole thing removed or not. I mean it's really serving no function. It just that the operation is expensive and there's so much hassle. Nancy says there are places in Mexico and Europe where you can get it done quickly and without a lot of red tape. I know that scares you and I won't lie to you it won't be easy. The surgery will be a lot more painful and complicated that anything we've done cosmetically so far. I've tried to bring you along as slowly as possible. First the collagen in your lips and cheeks. That wasn't so bad. Then we did that modification to your eyes to give you that bright wide-eyed "who me!" look that I just love.
I know the jaw thing hurt a lot but I really wanted to give you just the perfect dainty little chin. The kind of chin that just looks so darling with cum dripping off of it! And the fact that all you could eat for weeks afterwards were those special shakes through a straw really did wonders for your figure. I suppose removing those extra ribs was a little hard but I guess I got greedy when I saw how small your waistline was getting. I wanted it down to twenty-one inches and with a corset your just about there. I'm still sorry about that. I really am. I guess the cruelest thing was when we had your feet done. You were virtually crippled for months. But honestly wasn't it worth going through a little pain? You went from a man's size eight to a woman's size five? And your toes are so straight and perfect and pretty now. Why, did you hear how they raved about how pretty your feet are the last time you were at the salon?
Look at how good they look in those high-heeled sandals!
Really, I mean it. Look at them!
Your little painted toes are just so adorable!
Oh see, your smiling again. Wiggle your precious little toes. That's it!
Aren't they cute?
You're so silly. I forget sometimes. Please forgive me.
You really have gone through a lot of pain for me darling and I appreciate it. I really do. I know this transformation must have been hard for you. But deep down you know it's really what you wanted. You do seem so much happier now-except for these mood swings. But you forget so quickly when you are unhappy. Not like before. Do you remember? The last check-up you had the doctor said you were already developing ulcers and you were heading for heart disease. Darling you could have died! Do you realize that? Your blood pressure was way off the charts. Believe me, I did all this for your own good. I'm sure it probably saved you from dropping dead before you were forty!
Now that I think of what you have already gone through perhaps a little reconstructive surgery down there wouldn't be so bad after all. They don't really cut it off..well sort of...it kind of hard to explain and you wouldn't understand it anyway. They just sort of invert the whole thing so that its tucked away nice and neatly inside you. Oh please Aimee don't ask any questions about it. I can't bear it, really. And I don't have the time to explain. And god only knows you wouldn't understand anyway! I don't mean to hurt your feelings but you know that's true. You don't understand do you? No, I didn't think so. Please don't trouble you're pretty little blonde head about it!
The only thing that bothers me is that Ben might start thinking of you a little differently if you were more anatomically like a woman. Anatomically. It means if you had parts like a woman and not the parts you have now. I don't want to have to start feeling jealous of you Aimee. I'd make life a living hell for you. If you thought it was bad now, you can't imagine what it would be like if you got between Ben and me. I don't mean to scare you Aimee. I know how easily you get scared. I appreciate your loyalty to me. I believe you when you say you'd never to anything to hurt me. I really do. It's just Ben I don't quite trust. And you're really in no position to resist anything he might suggest. Right now he just uses you to degrade you and get his aggression out. But if he saw you as a real woman...hmmmmm.
I'm not so sure. Not that any surgery could make you a real woman anyway. Besides, he maybe be momentarily turned on by dumb, but you don't fall in love with anything you can't have an intelligent conversation with. I'm sorry dear, but that's the truth. Oh no, I don't think any man will ever fall in love with you. But you are awfully pretty---like a real life barbie doll-and you'll always have men wanting you. Doesn't that make you feel better?
I thought it would my precious pretty little simpleton!
Maybe if we can land this deal we can give the idea of your final transformation some more thought.
We? {laughing} You thought I meant you and I? No wonder you looked worried. No when I said "we" I meant Ben and I. You don't have to think about anything. I will have to talk to Ben though. I'm not sure what he will think about it. I suspect he'd be all in favor of it. He doesn't want any part of you a boy anymore. I think he feels threatened. As if you could ever be a threat to any real man. But you know how men are. Boy, are you learning fast how men are.
{more laughter}
Oh come on now don't pout. You know you enjoy what Ben does to you. Really, you can't help it. I kind of suspected you had a submissive streak in you. I just never imagined quite how strong it was until I read those stories you downloaded from that tg-site. I mean every fantasy was almost identical. And then there were those late night chat logs you printed out with some boy-girl like yourself named cathy. Really you should be ashamed of yourself lying like that. You told me you were staying up late working on the spreadsheets. Of course I knew the truth I was just giving you enough rope to hang yourself. Figure of speech honey. No, I don't intend to hang you! I noticed a lot of those logs were timed for when you were in the office. So I suppose you were online talking about your little fantasies while you were supposed to be working. No wonder my daddy's business was going down the tubes!
Well you left a lot of clues behind darling. Somehow I almost think you wanted to get caught. It was probably a subconscious thing. It means I think you wanted me to catch you. I don't know. Sometimes people can't come out and admit their most secret desires. They are too ashamed. I think that's the way it was with you. You wanted to be turned into a beautiful blonde bimbo without a thought in her pretty head except the desire to please. You wanted to please me, which I found just so sweet, and the real man I replaced you with. You wanted to be our little pleasure toy. Our little fuck-doll. Isn't that how you put it? Well, that's just about what I've turned you into, isn't it? See dreams do come true! You really should thank me instead of pouting over Ben. Besides you may still feel a little jealous but I know how much he turns you on! Don't think I don't see how you look at Ben when he's working out on his soloflex or working the heavy bag. Girl, you're practically ga-ga eyed just watching him. I'd bet you panties are soaked. I'd bet they are soaked just thinking about it. Or they soon will be, anyway.
[laughing]
Oh you're blushing! You're so cute when you blush. It's a nice combination really. You're just a shy girl who is also a total slut. I'll bet you didn't even notice how you were looking at Ben, did you? I know it was difficult those first few times. I mean your electro-hypnosis treatments weren't finished and your hormone therapy was just beginning to kick in. Still it was necessary to gauge your progress. I'm sorry about that. It must have been pretty traumatic sucking off my lover right in front of me. But it was important for you to understand what was happening to you. Do you understand? Of course not. But trust me. We wanted you to feel the dying of your old ego. It was a kind of spiritual transformation for you. It was quite beautiful, really. Yes, I think I loved you more then than I ever did. To think you would go through that for me was the ultimate act of love.
Really, darling. I don't think I could have loved you more. Well, except for maybe that night you gave up your bottom for me. I know it was Ben doing it to you, but it was almost like it was me. Actually it was better than if it were me. Because you had to take it from someone else to show your love for me. I'll never forget the image of you down on all fours while Ben stood behind you. He wanted to do you dry but not even I could let you go through that. So I dribbled some baby oil down the crack of you cute little ass. I mean I'd put a finger or two inside you before because that always got you so excited but that was nothing compared to what were going to experience then. Ben is just so enormous. You were so brave-even though you were trembling like a young bride preparing herself for the first time-I was so proud of you.
Oh god I still remember how you begged and begged. The best part was when you turned to me for mercy! It was all I could do to keep from laughing in your face. Wait, what am I saying? I did laugh in your face. That really was mean of me. But the whole situation was so ironic. For crissakes, its the same word I used about 5 minutes ago! How could you forget? Maybe I should make you write it out five hundred times or something. Oh don't look so terrified. I was teasing. Besides I have something far more important for you to do. By the way, it sort of means "funny." Remember? Remember what? The word "ironic" that we were just talking about. Do you remember now? No? {laugh} Oh really I swear you are precious! That's it darling, just keep smiling. Smile like that and you'll never have to worry about anything ever again. Most men would rip the right arms off at their shoulders to have a girl with a smile like that!
Anyway I have no idea what you were thinking when you were begging me for mercy. I guess you just panicked. I think I would with that massive thing of Ben's pointed at my tight little ass. But it was my idea. Remember how I had you take all those enemas so you'd be nice and clean down there? Of course not! Well I did. Now you take your enemas three times a day just like I taught you. I'm sorry. No wonder you look so confused. Your douches, that's right. I got worried for a minute there. It's very important for you to keep clean and ready down there. You don't want to make Ben angry do you? No? Good! That's a good girl. You want to keep Ben nice and happy. Just like you did that first night he took you in your bottom. God, I thought he'd split you in two. The look on your face was sheer agony. I really did feel bad for you there for a while. I stroked your hair and kissed you while he forced his way into you. Well, I wanted to anyway. I was too busy working the video camera.
Yup, got the whole thing captured on video. It would have been a shame to miss it. It was a real Kodak moment if you know what I mean. I did comfort you later though, darling. You were weeping hysterically, bleeding from your poor torn bottom, trembling all over. I felt so sorry for you. I truly did. But your cock! Oh it was really quite amazing. You were so obviously turned on! I knew I had you then. Well it was Ben's turn to pick up the camera and finish shooting. I kissed you and hugged you and stroked your swollen clittie-cock. I know you don't remember but I did that for you.
Of course I stayed aware of the camera angles at all times. I didn't want to block one precious shot! I tried to make you last as long as I could. You were putting up such a good performance. Although it wasn't an act for you at all was it darling. You really were in the process of losing your manhood. I mean we can take that little thing off now, convert it into an almost real little clittie, but it was really that night that castrated you wasn't it? At least in your head. I mean what could be worst than being done in the bottom by the guy who was once your best friend and now your wife's lover. That really was what did it, wasn't it?
{laugh}
Oh you would have been destroyed and humiliated if I ever decided to release that video here at work. It made you so much more compliant to my wishes. The threat of blackmail was probably unnecessary at that point. You were so far gone anyway. But still, it was a nice piece of insurance. And I love taking that tape out once in a while and playing it. It brings back such fond memories. It really is a hot piece of porn. If I'm ever hard up for money, I could probably sell it. Maybe even have you do some more stuff. Wouldn't that be fun? Oh I'm just teasing darling. I have no intention of making you a porn starlet. Although, I have to admit it is an interesting idea. I mean I have to find something you can do right. Anyway there's no need to think about that. Money is no problem at all. Not since you stepped down as head of the company.
Yes, you resigned a week later and I announced our divorce shortly thereafter. You had already signed over the business to me. Well, what else could you do? I had the videotape, the downloaded stories from your computer, the chat logs. Oh really you couldn't have screwed yourself any better if you tried. I waited a respectable amount of time and took over the company. I don't mean to hurt your feelings, but to tell you the truth, everyone seemed kind of relieved. I mean it was getting to be pretty general knowledge around here that you didn't know what you were doing. Well, I guess that was partly my fault. Not that you had much of a head for business. But those electric brain wave treatments weren't helping much either. I created a new position for Ben. He primarily does what you used to do. But he does it a whole lot better. I oversee the more-ummm--- social ends of the business. We've been running in the black ever since.
The smartest thing you ever did was hire Ben. He's brilliant. And he always did have the hots for me. And I have to admit the feeling was mutual. Didn't you ever notice? Oh you always were such a trusting soul. Your best friend and your wife. How could they ever betray you? For goodness sake. No wonder the competition was eating you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Like I said, you just never did have much of a head for business, but you do have the perfect head for giving head!
{laughter}
I'm sorry darling. I just couldn't resist. You have to admit though that it is kind of nice to have a real man around the house isn't it?
By the time you came back as my secretary, you're transformation was so complete no one would ever guess it was you. And the best thing is I think you often forget who you once were yourself! Look I'll prove it to you? Who did you used to be? Think hard darling. Oh I love that silly expression you get when you try to think. Okay you can stop. You're going to give yourself a headache scrunching up your pretty forehead like that. Or worse, egads, wrinkles. And then it will be off to the surgeon again for some more plastic surgery. I know...I know. You don't like going to the doctor. No one does sweetheart. But sometimes it's necessary. Anyway, don't worry about who you used to be. Just what you're supposed to do. Remember you're entertaining at the hotel across the street. You did make reservations didn't you?
I don't like that look on your face darling. The Katagiri Corporation, remember? Dammit! That's probably our third largest account! How could you possibly forget them!
Alright, alright. Don't start crying again. It was a mistake. Please. I can't have you going over there with your eyes all puffy. It's no big deal. I'll call over to the hotel myself. Come on, it's okay really. Here let's go into my office so I can make the call. Close the door. That's it. I make sure I keep a suite there reserved for special occasions and emergencies just like this anyway. I'll just have to rearrange a few things. Okay? I didn't mean to get upset with you. You're going to have a lot of work to do tonight. These are very powerful and important men. They are used to getting what they want. Do you understand?
They don't speak very clear english. They speak a language called japanese. So they have accents. You know like the way that movie star that you like so much talks. Yes, like him. That's what an accent is. But they're accents will sound different. Oh for god's sake. Listen, you have to pay very close attention. Okay? Listen very very carefully. If you don't understand something just keep nodding "yes" and smile a lot. They like that very much.
The most important thing is that you show them a good time. You do whatever they tell you. I know there are three of them, but you've done three men before. They are all looking forward to a very hot American blonde girl to service them. I've sent them your picture already and they are very excited to meet you. I've already told them you are not too smart. They understand. So as long as you just follow along with what they tell you to do you should be okay. I'm sure they'll make it clear what they want you to do. Like I said, they are powerful men and used to getting what they want. They'll have no trouble making themselves understood I'm sure. They may want to tie you up. Don't be frightened, okay. It's just like some of those little games Ben and I play with you. Many japanese find that erotic. Just don't be scared. They won't hurt you. They are respectable businessmen. It's your job to give them what they want. You can do that for me, can't you?
Good girl, I know you can.
Now why don't you skooch down under the desk while I make this phone call. That's it darling. You can take your heels off if its more comfortable. Put your face right there. Mmmm...yes...right through the panties that's it...I'm already wet for you darling. God, this is the life...
Hello? Yes this is Ms. Porter of Porter Cole Incorporated. My secretary...uuuhhh...yes I'm sorry...what I was saying? yes my secretary made a somewhat silly mistake...forgot to call in a reservation for a private party...yes, yes darling don't stop...sorry just talking to someone else. I have an important party coming in...Katagiri...tonight...need our usual reserved suite...good...good...ah that soooo good...bye.
{breathless}
Ahhhh...don't stop...your tongue feels so good. My crotch is soaked.
{gasping}
You always were such a good pussy licker. My little lezzy lover. I'm almost there...almost there...
{gripping the armrests of the chair that used to be his, chair, stretching backwards, and opening her legs wider}
Do it, do it, do it. Right there my little bitch...my little lesbian slave bitch...
{stifled moan}
Yesssssssssssssssssssss!
{sinking back in big leather chair}
Oh that was fantastic darling. Nothing like it to take the pressure of the job away. I guess I forgot why I keep you around after all! With a tongue like that who gives a damn if you can't type, take dictation, or even answer the goddamn telephone.
{chuckles}
Now go to the powder room and fix your makeup. It got a bit smudged. And you have to look your best. You have some very important entertaining to do tonight. You be a good girl, okay? I'm depending on you. Don't let me down! Hurry up now. You don't have much time. Put you heels on, fix your makeup, and get over to the hotel. I want you waiting for them when they arrive. I'll call for a car. You're the best honey. I love you!