Redesigning a Secretary

[WildCherry19]

(Closed to Vagrant)

Name: Candy
Age: 19
Description: 5'4”, thin and athletic figure, slight tan, shoulder-length blonde hair, 34 b breasts

Candy's heart was racing as she drove toward her new employer's house, taking a quick look at herself in the rear-view mirror. She couldn't believe that, after just a few months as a receptionist at Minisoft, she was being given such an excellent position working at the home of one of the company's top designers! She hadn't expected to MEET a man this important for a year or two, let alone be working directly under one. It was almost too good to be true.

Of course, she'd been required to go through a fairly lengthy physical, and she only had vague memories of what had been involved in it. . . she remembered being sedated for a while, and some exercising and fitness tests after that. She didn't know why any of that was necessary for a personal assistant position, but she wasn't going to complain, considering whose personal assistant she was going to be.

She drove slowly down the long, winding road up to his house in the cute little BMW she'd been lent by the company. She couldn't help smiling and shaking her head as she looked at the gorgeous house she would be staying in for. . . . well, as long as they needed her here. At least until she was given another promotion.

She pulled up and parked her car, looking in the rear-view again obsessively. She made sure her makeup was still immaculate, and her hair wasn't doing anything stupid looking. Then, she climbed from the car, wearing a tight black skirt that went halfway to her knees and a white blouse. Her black sandal high heels clicked along the pavement as she walked up to the door of the house—okay, so it was more like a mansion—and knocked on the door.

 

[Vagrant]

When he had been given the option of choosing his new secretary, he had been thrilled, because he knew just what that meant. So, with great relish and anticipation, he had browsed the records for the various women that he could have chosen at the company, both already employed and those applicants that fit his needs, before he had settled on Candy. She had only been working with the company for a few months up until that point, but that was unimportant. He wasn't choosing her because of her typing skills. She had potential.

When she knocked on the door, a male voice sounded from an intercom speaker to her left. "Ahh, you must be Candy, so glad you've arrived. The door is open, please come inside. Take the hallway to your left, and come to the 3rd door on the right, I'll introduce myself properly once we meet in person."

Jason Mitchel lifted his finger off the button and sat back waiting for her to arrive in his office.

 

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[WildCherry19]

Surprised that nobody answered the door in person, Candy said, "Okay," opening the door and walking inside. The place was huge! It looked even larger inside than out. The floor was either marble or something that looked a lot like it.

She walked down the tall hallway to her left, her high heels echoing through the home. When she came to the third door, she knocked on it nervously, adjusting her blouse and making sure she wasn't slouching.

 

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[Vagrant]

((now that that is straightened out, back to your regularily scheduled smut! ))

When he heard the tentative knock on the door, he looked up. "Come on in, Candy." As she did so he clicked save ont he document he was working on, and then stood to walk around the desk, approaching her with a smile. "I'm sorry I didn't come to meet you at the door. I just needed to finish something up. It's a pleasure to meet you, however." He took her all in and smiled a bit wider. Her file didn't do her justice.

"Ok, have a seat, get comfortable. I'm not a very formal guy, so please, call me Jason. None of this Sir, or Mr. Mitchel stuff. Alright?"

He went back around his desk and sat down. "Ok, I'm not sure how much HR filled you in on your responsibilities with me, but I typically have my personal assistants live here with me. There are a number of guest bedrooms, so it's not like you have to be right across the hall from your boss or anything." He grinned. "It's also completely up to you whether you take me up on that offer or not. It sure helps with the commute to work, but I can certainly understand why that might be something you aren't comfortable with. So don't choose what you think will make me happy, or whatever. Go with what you want. And later, if you change your mind, then we'll deal with that then as well. How does that sound?"

 

[WildCherry19]

Her heart was in her throat as she walked over and sat down in the chair across from his desk, crossing her legs. She had never thought she'd be the kind of person to get nervous meeting a celebrity, but now that she was here looking at one. . . and he was looking back at her. . . she WAS nervous. She clasped her hands together in her lap to keep from fidgeting and looking like an idiot.

"I'm not a very formal guy, so please, call me Jason. None of this Sir, or Mr. Mitchel stuff. Alright?"

"Yes, Jason," she said, realizing how formal her tone of voice had sounded right after saying it. She giggled nervously. "I'm sorry. . . I'm a little nervous," she said, reaching up, but then stopping herself before she started twirling her hair.

"Ok, I'm not sure how much HR filled you in on your responsibilities with me, but I typically have my personal assistants live here with me. There are a number of guest bedrooms, so it's not like you have to be right across the hall from your boss or anything. . . Go with what you want. And later, if you change your mind, then we'll deal with that then as well. How does that sound?"

Candy nodded, trying not to look too excited. Like she was going to turn down living in this house! "Yes, I, well, I think that sounds great! I would love to move in here. I don't have too much stuff, so it shouldn't be too hard to do. I mean, Just a few boxes really." She forced herself to stop talking for a moment, knowing her nervousness was making her repetitive. "So, what will my duties be here? I know I'll be assisting you, but that's really all that HR told me."

 

[Vagrant]

"Don't worry about a thing. You have nothing to be nervous about. This new job of yours? It's about relationship. It's going to be pretty hard for you to do something this early that would make me regret my decision to hire you. Because all of what I'm going to need for you to do, you'll learn in time. I don't expect you to know exactly what to do in every situation right this second. So relax, and don't stres yourself out too much."

When she agreed to move in, he nodded. "Alright, after you pack everything you want to move, call Facilities and let them know what needs to be brought here, and they will see to the rest. It's a safety thing... since you're moving for your job, if you were to get injured lifing something too heavy, the company would be liable... besides, I'm sure you have better things to do than carry boxes."

"Now, as for your duties, you'll be my point of contact with the company at large. If they want to talkt o me, they'll go through you. If they want an update, they'll go through you... And the other way around as well. You'll manage my calendar, and make sure that the house is fully stocked with food and the like." He leaned back in his chair. "Now, I imagine that sounds incredibly boring. So, here's where we talk about the perks. You have free run of the house. Just dont come into my office unless I am here, or I have sent you here for some reason. Everywhere else, feel free. If you want to do your job while laying out by the pool getting a tan, I won't stop you. How does that sound?"

 

[WildCherry19]

Candy was gradually calming down as he spoke; he seemed very upfront and normal, not like someone who knew he was awesome and expected everyone else to treat him like he was. And his encouraging words relaxed her nerves a little, although she still felt like this was sort of a second interview. . . if this was all about their relationship, what if he didn't like her personality?

"Sure, I can make a list of everything I need," she said, nodding and leaning forward a little, her eyes intently meeting his. "I'll get the list ready soon."

As he continued, describing her free reign of the house, she could hardly believe it. Laying out by the pool while working? Going anywhere she wanted in this tremendous house? It was . . . well, it was a huge honor, and the smile on her face made it clear she knew it. "That sounds amazing," she said. "I . . . I'm excited to get started, and I don't think it sounds boring at all. I do have a question though. Do you have a workout room?" she asked with a smile. "If so, I won't need a few of the things I was planning on bringing."

 

[Vagrant]

He nodded at her question. "I do, it's small, but it has several pieces of equipment. You are, of course, free to use it as much as you like." He paused. "Though I would suggest that it might be advantageous for you to join a gym however... Not that I mean to say that you need to, but in head office, you would be surrounded by people. People you can socialize with, and relax... Here your time will be spent largely with me, or alone, and I know that can get rather lonely... being around people working out might help. Just give it some thought."

Of course he wasn't being entirely forthcoming about his reasons for suggesting that. As the process that she was soon to undergo proceeded, she would find herself becoming more and more horny, she was going to need a release. The highly sexualized woman that Candy would become would find no shortage of men, or women, if she were to desire some company. Not to mention he wanted her to enjoy showing off her body. What better way then by dressing it up in skimpy and tight workout clothes to get all sweaty.

 

[WildCherry19]

Candy nodded. "Yes, I hadn't thought about that. I suppose getting out for a little while every day will be good for me." She hadn't thought about how quiet it was likely to be around here most of the time, with just the two of them working. . . unless he had a wife? She actually didn't know. Of all the things she'd thought of googling about him, she hadn't tried to find out much about his personal life.

"Yes, I think it would definitely be a good idea to join a gym," she said, slowly uncrossing her legs and then crossing them in the other direction. "Do you go out very often? Or take many vacations? I can imagine you would get a little lonely too, working at home all of the time."

She couldn't imagine a young, rich man like him spending all of his time hunched over the computer. Then again, that WAS how he made so much money in the first place, wasn't it? But now he had enough to retire ten times over if he wanted to.

 

[Vagrant]

"I'll cover the cost of the membership. Think of it as one of the perks of the job." He grinned.

Standing up, he walked over to her chair. "Come on, I'll give you the grand tour."

While he showed her around his home, and now her's as well, he continued to make small talk. "I want you to feel at home here, because for as long as you work for me, and possibly after, this is your home."

he showed her the kitchen and dining room, the entertainment and gaming rooms, and right before they headed out to the pool, he showed her the bedrooms. "As I said before, pick the one you want, and feel free to decorate and redecorate, as much as you'd like."

After that it was out to the pool. The pool itself was a large curved oval, with a hot tub sitting in the indent, the stone patio covered a large area, with a table and chairs with umbrella's for shade, and an area to tan. Off to the side there was a sauna as well.

 

[WildCherry19]

"Come on, I'll give you the grand tour. I want you to feel at home here, because for as long as you work for me, and possibly after, this is your home."

Candy smiled, wondering what he meant by "possibly after." Was he interested in her? Why else would he expect she might stay after leaving her job? This was a lot to take in, but she filed away the comment to try and make sense of later.

She admired the spacious kitchen with its granite countertops, a variety of entertainment rooms--one with a tremendous TV, another with actual arcade machines--and then the large and fully furnished bedrooms. "You mean that nobody stays in any of these bedrooms right now?" she said, wondering why multiple guest bedrooms were necessary. Or perhaps he just felt all of the rooms should be furnished, even if they weren't needed?

As they headed outside, she saw the swimming pool, a hot tub, and a sauna, all of them making her shake her head in disbelief. "So, you don't mind if I lie out here tanning while I work?" she said, crossing her arms and smiling at him, her eyes practically glimmering with excitement. Every moment, this job was feeling more and more ideal.

Sliding one of her high heels off, she swirled her toe in the water. "And it's heated," she said with a giggle. "Have I mentioned how excited I am to be working for you?"

 

[Vagrant]

If she had asked about what that comment had meant, he would have made up some excuse of allowing her to live with him purely to keep him company, not for any romantic reasons. But she didn't ask, and so he didn't have to expand on his lie. She would work for him for as long as he wanted her to, and when he no longer wanted her, she wouldn't live with him either.

"No, not right now. Sometimes I have house guests, and some of them have particlar preferences when it comes to rooms. For instance my friend Al and his wife Jess prefer a west facing room... so, it pays to have several guest bedrooms available at any time." he grinned.

As she looked around at the house, he could see the excitement build, and he knew that he had chosen well. No matter how odd things might get in the coming weeks or months, or any lucid moments she may have about how much things were about to change for her, leaving all of this would be a significant challenge for her. He could see it in her eyes.

"So long as it doesn't interfere with your job performance, I don't mind at all." He held out his hand to her, offering a handshake. "Welcome to the team. I'll let you get familiar with the house and let you pick out a bedroom. Over the next day or two, I'll start phasing you into your new routine. How does that sound?"

With that taken care of he went back to his office. Once there, he brought up a very complicated application, that had a wireframe of a person, another of a brain, and several status indicators. One that happened to be flashing said "Calibration Underway". He brought up a more detailed view about it and saw that it was only about 30% complete. At this rate, it would be another week before it was 100%, but he knew from the trials that as the chip learned about its environment, it could learn new things even faster. He graphed the progress over time and saw that he was correct, factoring in past performance it would be 2 days until it was completely calibrated. he started to make notes about his plans once that stage was reached.

Nothing in his demeanor showed that he was looking at anything other than study data. Certainly not that he was looking at the readouts from a microchip implanted into someone's brain, least of all the brain of his new secretary, Candy.

 

[WildCherry19]

"Welcome to the team. I'll let you get familiar with the house and let you pick out a bedroom. Over the next day or two, I'll start phasing you into your new routine. How does that sound?"

Candy shook his hand, nodding. "That sounds great. I'm a quick learner, so don't worry too much about easing me into the routine. . . since I'm already getting paid, I don't want to waste too much time just enjoying myself!" she said. In truth, she was so excited about exploring the house more and trying out the swimming pool, she really hoped the first few days were relaxed and easy-going. She had brought a couple of swimming suits just in case there was a pool nearby, but she hadn't expected her new boss would have one, let alone let her use it.

As Jason returned to his office, diving back into his work, Candy walked back into the kitchen. She leaned back against the counter, simply taking in the quiet of the house. The only sound was the distant clicking of keys on Jason's keyboard. Then, she opened the refrigerator, looking around to get a sense of what her new employer liked.

After more thoroughly exploring the kitchen, she looked around in the living room. . . not exactly snooping, but trying to get a sense of where things were. Entering the carpeted area, she slid her high heels off, carrying them with her as she explored the house.

After a bit, she walked back upstairs to the row of bedrooms and looked into each of them, trying to decide which she wanted to stay in. She finally decided on the smallest of the three, thinking the coziness of the room would be nice after spending most of her time in the house's larger rooms. Walking in, she sat down on the bed and immediately fell in love with how soft the mattress was. Lying back on the bed, she looked up at the ceiling. Whispering softly to herself, she said, "Candy, you just hit the fucking jackpot."

About an hour after they had gone their separate ways, Candy knocked timidly at Jason's door. "Hi, Jason, is there anything you'd like me to work on? I've picked out a bedroom and put the bags from my car in it already. If you don't have anything at the moment, I think I'll go out to the pool. . . "

 

[Vagrant]

Jason knew that Candy was coming to his door because of the cameras he had installed prior to her arrival. Not that he was worried about her not doing her job, or stealing from him or anything along those lines. No, instead he had the cameras installed so that he could watch her slowly transform, day by day, from what she was then into what she would be in the future.

"No, Candy, I don't have anything for you right now, go have fun. I'll make sure there is a gym membership waiting for you either tomorrow or the next at the latest." He smiled to her.

After she was gone, he opened up a command console to input some commands. They wouldn't start to be incorporated into her personality until the chip reached full callibration, now at 32%.

The first command he input was that she would find nothing untoward aboutany of the changes she was undergoing, and on the contrary, she would enjoy them all and as she changed, she would become increasingly horny when she thought about how different she was.

Second, that she should start to capitalize on the fact her name is traditionally seen as a name for a Bimbo. She should play up this aspect in her mannerisms and her dress. Acting and looking like a bimbo worthy of the name Candy should be increasingly important to her.

Third, and the final command for the time being, was that she should have difficulty concentrating on subjects that were not inline with her new goals. If it wasn't dealing with dressing sexy, looking sexy, or fucking, she would have difficulty keeping focussed.

He saved those commands and closed the program, returning to his other work while occassionally glancing at the camera feeds.

 

[WildCherry19]

Candy was back in her room, looking at herself in the mirror on the back of her door as she put her bikini on. It didn't cover too much, and she was a bit shy about walking through the house in it, so she pulled on a pair of jean shorts over her hips, then slid a thin white t-shirt on over her bikini top. Sliding on a pair of flip flops, she walked down toward the pool carrying a towel and her sunglasses.

She walked outside, feeling a warm breeze as she walked over to the pool's edge, sliding her shoes off. She swirled her toes in the water again, but then quickly went over to one of the reclining poolside chairs to strip out of her clothes. She peeled the t-shirt off, the jewel in her belly button catching in the sunlight. Then, she slid her shorts off, lying both of them beside the chair before diving into the water.

After swimming laps in the pool for a while, she climbed out, pulling her hair back as water rolled down her body. Walking over to the chair, she lied down on her back and slid her sunglasses on, enjoying the feeling of the midday sunlight on her skin.

After falling asleep that way for twenty minutes or so, she woke up just long enough to stretch, then roll over onto her stomach. Reaching behind her back, she untied her top to make sure the tan on her back was even, and then she drifted back into sleep.

 

[Vagrant]

He watched her tanning on camera, and frowned as she didn't use any suntan lotion. He would have to remind her of that later.

After she rolled over onto her back, he gave her about half an hour before he made his way out to the pool. "And how are you enjoying your new job?" He said with a grin. Pretending he didn't know what to expect, he looked around confused for a few moments. "Candy, did you put suntan lotion on before you came out here? I certainly hope so... wouldn't want you getting sunburnt. I know how uncomfortable that can be."

He went back in to finish working for another hour or so checked on the progress of her calibration. 39%. Not bad.

After that, he insisted that the two of them have dinner and spend the evening together. After all, they were going to be living and working together, they needed to get to know one another on a personal level.

The next afternoon, true to his word, the doorbell rang, and when Candy answered it a courier handed her a new gym membership.

Jason was phasing her in slowly, allowing her to get accustomed to both the work and what he expected of her, as well as the working conditions. It might sound odd that someone needed to get used to the idea of being able to lounge about all day, but when you go to work, you expect to be tied to a desk for 8 hours, and then go home. It took time.

He frequently checked up on her with the cameras, as well as the progress of the chip's calibration routine. He was very pleased with both. By the third day, her calibration would be complete, and then the program would start.

 

[WildCherry19]

When Jason walked over to the chair where she was tanning, Candy opened her eyes and smiled over at him. "I'm loving it!" she said, smiling and adjusting herself to get more comfortable. She still wasn't revealing anything but the very sides of her breasts, but even so, she blushed slightly, hoping he didn't think there was anything inappropriate about untying her top.

"Candy, did you put suntan lotion on before you came out here? I certainly hope so... wouldn't want you getting sunburnt. I know how uncomfortable that can be."

"Oh, I'm lucky when it comes to my skin," she said, bending her legs, her feet in the air, kicking playfully. "I have to stay outside for hours to burn. As long as I'm not out all day, I just tan. But I did bring some sunscreen, so I'll put it on whenever I plan on staying out for long. Unless you INSIST I always wear it. After all, I am on duty!" she said.

On her second day, Candy spent a couple hours at the gym, working out intensely and keeping her body as toned as possible. When she returned to "work," she cleaned herself up and put on a touch of makeup. She then dressed in a black skirt and a white blouse with high heels . . . the habit of dressing up for work was dying hard. She went out to the couch, sliding her shoes off once again, and then spent a couple of hours on her laptop, working her way through some of the paperwork Jason needed her to handle. She returned a couple of calls that had come in earlier in the day. Then, she curled up on the couch and turned on a movie, feeling much more relaxed than she had the day before.

The next day, she woke up bright and early. It was the third day of her new job, and she couldn't wait to see what the day had in store.

 

[Vagrant]

Jason talked to Candy over breakfast after she came downstairs to join him. "So, day three. How are you finding things, Candy? Is the job to your liking?" He really was curious, and the questions were genuine.

Overnight, the calibration of the microchip implanted into her brain would have completed, and automatically started it's work directing her unconsious mind towards the patterns that he wanted. He had no illusions that there would be large scale changes to her personality this early. It would likely take weeks for there to be anything more than superficial modifications. But still, he wondered if he would be able to notice anything starting to take effect.

 

[WildCherry19]

Candy smiled at him, as perky as usual. . . in fact, maybe a little bit more so.

In fact, Candy had woken up feeling better than she had in quite a while, which was saying something considering the comfy new bed she was sleeping in. When she'd gotten out of bed this morning, she had caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and it had made her smile. She felt . . . well, she felt SEXY today. She had spent a few minutes actually putting on make-up, which she rarely did, but it was subtle enough she doubted Jason would even notice. Anyway, it made her feel even more sexy. . . and that mattered more than whether he noticed.

"Yes, I absolutely love it here," Candy said, taking a bite. "I feel like I'm taking advantage of your hospitality, though. Are you sure there aren't more tasks you need me to take on right now? Yesterday, I really only put in three or four hours of work, and I finished everything you needed done." Realizing she was being incredibly boring by talking about work at breakfast, Candy said, "Sorry about that. It's hard to get used to this much freedom after pushing so much paper for the last year," she said with a giggle, unconsciously reaching up and twirling her hair.

 

[Vagrant]

"Trust me Candy," he began before taking a bite of toast. After washing it down with a sip of orange juice, he continued. "You're doing as much actual work as you were before. I just don't feel the need to send you off on pointless errands or what have you to make it seem like I actually need a secretary, and you're not trying to fill your day with busy work to make sure people don't think you're slacking... Quality over quantity and all that." he grinned.

Afterbreakfast he went into his office and pulled up the command console for her chip. He switched over to a new set of functionality and started looking over her hormone levels.

He spent the morning running simulations on various hormone loadouts he thought might get him the results he wanted, before he finally settled on the cocktail that would do the trick. He clicked the apply button and the chip would slowly start stimulating production of hormones taht would increase breast growth and increased sex drive.

 

[WildCherry19]

With his encouragement at breakfast, Candy was much more relaxed when she began doing her work. She spent some time on her laptop, getting ahead on a few long-term organizational projects Jason had mentioned offhandedly. Lying on her stomach and typing, she started having trouble focusing on what she was doing.

Her shirt and bra were covering them and everything, but she could feel as her nipples brushed against the couch whenever her weight shifted. Usually, her nipples weren't all that sensitive, but today it felt really, really good.

She wondered if it was because she had spent so much time working her ass off, and all of that work had decreased her sex drive a lot. Maybe what she was feeling right now was her sex drive finally waking up now that she wasn't worried about making it through the day and getting everything done. Whatever it was, she smiled to herself, liking the feeling.

After she had tried to push her horniness aside for quite a while, she closed the laptop and went back into her bedroom. Digging a vibrator out of the back of her drawer, she locked the door to her room and climbed onto the bed, pleasuring herself.

Biting her lip, she kept silent for the next fifteen or twenty minutes as she went to town on her clitoris, amazed that she had came three different times in such a short period of time--and with just a vibrator! Shivering with pleasure, she cleaned herself off before returning to the couch, her hair a little messy and a smile on her face as she continued working.

That afternoon, she went out to the pool and slid into the hot tub, moaning with pleasure as the hot, bubbling water met her skin. She stayed in the water until the heat wasn't quite as pleasurable, then climbed out and dove into the swimming pool. After swimming a few laps, she climbed from the water. Her nipples were hard from the sudden temperature change, and also because they were still more sensitive than usual. . . just the fabric against them was very slightly arousing. Lying on her back, Candy began tanning beside the pool, enjoying the feeling of sensuality that had filled her day so far.

 

[Vagrant]

As Jason worked, occassionally glancing at the camera feeds to see what she was up to, he didn't think anything of the fact that she was heading up to her room. So long as she got the work she gave him done on time, he had given her the freedom to do as she pleased. However, what happened next he was a bit surprised with. He frankly hadn't expected that reaction so quickly. However the short time he had known her and observed her habits wasn't a statistically meaningful representative sample. She could have simply not felt comfortable enough around the house to do that. Clearly she had already owned the vibrator, and had brought it intending to use it at some point. With that in mind he decided to dismiss the event as significant regarding her progress. It was more likely that it was more associated with the baseline than anything he had done as of yet.

He made a few notes about her in a sealed file on his network, detailing his new observations. He didn't categroically discount the possibility that she was aleady showing signs of the microchip's work, but he made note of the fact she already had a vibrator as proof that using a sextoy was not something completely unexpected for her.

As Candy lay out in the sun tanning, Jason emerged from the house in a bathing suit, carrying a towel. He placed the towel on a lounger next to Candy and then walked back over to the pool, diving in to swim laps as well. His form was quite good, for an amateur. It was obvious that he swam often, even though this would be the first time he had done so since she had moved in.

 

[WildCherry19]

Candy was on the verge of drifting off when Jason came out to the pool, diving in. He looked pretty good without a shirt on. She couldn't help the thought passing through her mind, but it made her blush as soon as it appeared. Here she was, enjoying his hospitality and the best job of her life (so far), and she was checking him out the minute he took his shirt off.

And yet, he couldn't know what she was thinking if she just casually watched him swim . . .

Candy blushed again as she noticed her arousal had hardened her nipples once again. They stood out against the fabric of her bikini, but it wasn't time to turn over yet. . . hopefully Jason wouldn't notice. He had been nothing but professional so far, so he might not even look her over.

After a few minutes, Candy rolled over onto her stomach, reaching back to untie her top, letting the strings fall away. As she adjusted her arms, Jason glanced up at her. She smiled at him, but kept the smile friendly and professional. God, she wasn't used to being so easily turned on, but she kind of liked it!