Chapter 0 - Prologue

 Stephanie Johnson sighed, leaning back in her office chair and glaring at the wall. She had bought the arcade on a whim when it came up for grabs, and while it made good business, it wasn’t the cash cow she had hoped for. The brunette woman crossed her arms and glared at the wall for a few more minutes.

 If she couldn’t increase her profits this quarter she would have to admit her idiot brother had made the better choice of choosing a restaurant chain to invest in. She refused to do so- the idiot only did so because he liked food! 

 She jerked in her seat and looked down under her desk. “I didn’t say you could stop.”

 “Fuck you.” Hissed Amelia, glaring up at Stephanie. The woman still bent down to lick at Stephanie, sliding her tongue around her clit. Stephanie hummed, leaning back and letting her pet do her thing.

 God, she was a genius, wasn’t she? A solution incorporating nanites to force a person’s body to obey the whims of the one voice patterned into the nanites. It had won her Amelia after all- the girl she’d been chasing for years but was blown off by because she wasn’t gay. 

 She was gay now. And the test subject for a few other things Stephanie had developed. Amelia’s pretty tits becoming D-Cups instead of B-Cups had been perfect, along with the special cream to permanently remove body hair.

 Stephanie put her hand on Amelia’s head and forced her closer to her cunt, hissing as she came all over Amelia’s face. 

 “Good girl.”

 “Go fuck yourself.” Amelia hissed. She stood up from under the desk and waited- obeying commands that Stephanie had long since put in place. Stephanie lazily eyed the girl. She was naked like normal, and Stephanie lazily reached out to finger Amelia who hissed in anger.

 “I should make a serum to make you only say nice things. Yes, actually, I think I will.” Stephanie said. “I could take you outside than in public, and not just to the various parties I go to. My good little girlfriend who lets me do whatever I want to her.” Amelia snarled.

 “You’re a crazy bitch who gets off on this shit.” Stephanie frowned and pinched Amelia’s clit, drawing a yelp from her.

 “Naughty. You know how many men would love…” Stephanie stopped, staring back at the wall. A sick smile crossed her face. “Many men would love to have a pretty doll for their own,” 
Stephanie smirked. “Good girl for giving me the idea. Go put a gag in, and grab a pretty toy. You can play with yourself while I male some phone calls.” Amelia was forced to obey as Stephanie grabbed the phone and called up her cousin.

 “Steve, it’s Steph. I’ve got an idea. You know how you always complain about wanting a toy like I have? Well, if you help me write a contract for my employees about being grand prizes, I’ll help you get your own toy, free of charge.” Stephanie smirked as she watched Amelia using a vibrator against her pussy on the couch, a ball gag keeping her quiet even as Amelia glared daggers at her. “Yeah, I’ll start working on a serum to make them not talk like Amelia. You in? Thanks, cousin.”

Stephanie hung up and smirked, watching Amelia. This was the best choice she ever made.

-0-

 Two years later, Top Prize was the most successful business in town. A few times former prizes tried to sue, but thanks to Steve, they didn’t have a chance. Stephanie smirked, leaning back in her new office chair while Amelia ate her out. Amelia as well was fingering herself, moaning into Stephanie’s cunt while also groping her tits. Stephanie had increased the size again to show off what her serums could do for a group of investors. 

 The door opened and John James waltzed in. Stephanie grinned. John had been a steal from her brother- a genius in marketing and manipulation, her idiot brother hadn’t realized John was stealing right from under him but also putting him in situations for John to enjoy. 

 “Got more women applying Miss Johnson,” John said, putting the various applications down. “A few guys too. About five I say could work the basement without freaking out or touching the merchandise.” 

 “Excellent. Have you been having fun convincing the girls you’re oh so sad when they don’t read the contract and end up agreeing to be a Grand Prize?” John smirked.

 “I still enjoy sex more,” John told her. “Thank you for the serum for men.”

 “No problem. I hope the boy’s cute enough.” Stephanie shrugged. “Any more word on a gay Grand Prize night?”

 “None yet.” John shrugged. “Mike’s happy with his toy now. Still working for us too.”

 “Excellent.” Stephanie nodded. Rigging a Grand Prize night had been a spur of the moment choice to award Mike- her oldest employee- with a pretty toy he got to take home as no one won the Grand Prize. She was glad it paid off. “Go have fun with your toy, I know he’s in your office.” John nodded and left, a smirk on his face. Stephanie moaned lowly and placed a hand on Amelia’s head. “Alright, off now.”

 “Yes, honey,” Amelia said, pulling off. Stephanie smirked. The serum to control the vocal cords had worked, and she had a very pretty toy being a good girl. 

 “Go get dressed and pick us up some food, okay? Remember- you can only say you love me and want me when asked and you can’t tell anyone about the serum.”

 “I remember honey,” Amelia said, even as her eyes glared daggers. “Love you.” She kissed Stephanie as Stephanie had long since ordered her to. Stephanie tweaked a nipple, smirking as Amelia jumped. 

 “Good girl.” Stephanie watched as Amelia dressed in the pretty sundress and push up bra Stephanie had left out. Unlike some of the men around town, she preferred her toy to dress in flattering but covering outfits. 

 Opening up the applications, she scanned the photos first.

 Becky Lawrence- a busty blonde who dropped out of school. Lawrence… oh, she knew that name. The son came in from time to time. And the father was an investor. Hmm, she’d have to contact them first. Even if she was cut off.

 Tiffany Dias. A small breasted punk. Piercings in her ears, nose and a purple undercut. Not to her taste… but she knew some of the men would like it. Especially seeing her tits blossom bigger. Wasn’t there some Rockstar thing going on in a year or so? Tiffany would be a lovely Prize then.

 Jenny Smash. Very busty brunette with a lovely ass. A little chubby, but she was cute enough. Culinary student… she did graduate but had a hard time finding a job. Stephanie chuckled. Well, she would hire her, and if she found a job before a Grand Prize night, well that was that. 

 Penny Jones. A flat-chested thing with a very nice ass. She had very nice red hair to… oh, wait. Jones. Ah yes, sibling to Hannah, an earlier Grand Prize. Well, looks like she had a willing Prize. That was rare. Stephanie chuckled, wondering if Penny knew that it wasn’t just a game.

 Stephanie leaned back and smiled at the photos in front of her. 

 Looks like she was going to have some fun Grand Prize nights.