How had he gotten here? Why did this man's cock taste so good? Why couldn't he think about anything but this man's cock? Who was this man? Oh, right his boss. That's right this was his jerk, asshole of a boss Mr. Harrison. He had hated this man so much, and now all he felt was a complete lust to be the man's bitch.
There was a potion. He could remember the potion. That's right. He had gotten it from this voodoo chick that was a friend of his brothers. The potion was supposed to put his boss in his place, basically make his boss worship him and realize he was the superior male, the alpha of the office. But how could he be the superior male when all he wanted to do now was play with his bosses cock?
He had slipped the potion into his bosses coffee. He knew he had. But wait…oh god, he had put it in the wrong cup. He had drank it instead of his boss. That's way, that's why he was like this. That's why he looked at his boss as if he were a god on earth. He would do anything at all just to pleasure this man, his alpha. He was a sorry excuse for a male, a bitch really in comparison to his boss. Thank god that potion had showed him his true place in life. What could be better than spending the rest of his life as his boss' bitch?
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