Once I come out of my thoughts, I urge the fat man to explain his ideas quickly. Once he does, I make a few changes and suggest a few pornstars that I want to fuck in my male form. After that, I kick him out. This time I have him use the elevator, so he can disappear faster.
I get changed and call Victoria to my room. To this day my go to underwear is spandex boxers, since they are comfortable and practical.
Victoria arrives within minutes and greets me elegantly. "Good morning Lucy."
"Morning. How far are we on the development of the new media company?" I get straight to the point.
"Hmm, we are proceeding nicely. Ever since the blues pulled out of Haze company and we destroyed the CEO, the Haze company has deteriorated tremendously. Allowing us to quickly boost our newly taken over media company." Victoria explains and makes a difficult face.
"If it's like that, then why are you making that face?" I ask.
"Well... We haven't confirmed it yet, but it seems like the reds are interfering with us." Victoria says.
"What?!" I exclaim. The reds are the last ones I expect to interfere with us. After all we have a peace treaty with them.
I quickly pull out my phone and dial someone. A particular red head. Someone that I respect. Someone that has manage to fight me to a draw in the past. Someone that I can call an equal.
*Drrr* *Drrr*
The phone rings.
"Yo shitty Zela. How are you doing? Horrible I hope." I greet her and smirk.
"Your fixation on seeing me get violated hasn't faded huh..." I question amusedly.
"Well bad luck for you. You know how much I love crushing your dreams." I say. "Anyway bitch, are you guys interfereing with my new media company?"
"It's..." I start saying, then remember that I don't know the name. Luckily Victoria is next to me and tells me.
"It's Meilyn, Lucy."
"It's a company called Meilyn." I parrot it to Zela.
"We took it over recently, since the deal with Haze." I respond.
"That is a problem indeed..." I say and fall in to thought.
"Tsk. A debt of a favour as well."
"500 mil. How about you?"
"Figures huh... "
"You fucking animal. And you wonder why I don't fucking call you." I strongly respond.
"Well I always thought you were kind of stupid, so I thought it would work." I respond with smile.
"Well anyway old hag, I have to go now that I have even more work to do." I tell her and add. "Don't forget my favour ok?"
"Alright then, bye, bye." I cut the call.
Thank god I have a peace treaty with her. I could best her in a fight, but in business she would destroy me.
"Ugh, now I have way more work to do. Victoria are you busy?" I look at Victoria, in hopes of throwing all this work on her.
"Well I'm free until noon. But if you are thinking of giving me the Meilyn company, then sadly I do not have time for that." She responds expressionlessly.
"Tch. Alright, I'll deal with it myself." I say and head to the elevator and go to the 20th floor.
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The next five days I spend mostly working. I work for about 15 hours, then train for three and then sleep for the time I have left. Even though I have so much work, I never skip training, if it is scheduled. Plus even when I sleep for 2 hours, because of my superiour physique, it doesn't affect me much.
As usual, I sit behind my desk in the 20th floor office. I could do my work in my apartment, but it is much more convenient to be here, when you need to call for a subordinate.
As they day starts to end, I head to finish my daily training. After that I return to my penthouse for some peace and quiet.
I sit down on my favourite armchair, laying my feet up and crossing my legs. I have a glass of rum with me and I'm smoking my ridicoulusly pimped out vape.
Another great thing about being a Dea- most things don't have any health effect. If I was a normal human, there is no way I would smoke this shit. Who the fuck knows what kinda chemicals are in here.
I stare at the city, through the window. The whole wall is a window, so my view is very good. The leather armchair I'm on feels super soft as well.
I'm only wearing my underwear right now. I used to have problems when being scantily clothed, as I felt aroused by myself and felt like I was spying on some poor girl. But now I feel none of that. It's like my brain has registered that I'm a woman now. The opposite is true now actually. I feel weird being in my male form, since I spend so little time it.
I quickly forget these annoying thoughts and bask in the comfort of the chair.
I leisurely enjoy my time and get a light buzz going. A slight smile of joy appears on my face. There is nothing better than getting buzzed after a hard day of work. I simply enjoy my time, until my buzz fades and my thoughts return.
"I should go to school..." I absentminedly say. I check the calendar and see that soon the midterms are coming.
"Hmm... The groundwork for procuring a new media company is already set up, so I shouldn't have any problems when I ditch." I muse. The best thing about having subordinates is throwing all the annoying work on them. Heh.
"Haah. I wish I could just laze around like a cat..." I sigh and complain. Then a sudden idea hits me.
"I should get a tiger!" I exclaim. Isn't getting exotic pets a thing for people that can burn money for warmth.
"It is a good idea." I compliment myself and google how to buy a tiger.
I quickly find what I'm looking for, but then there is all those requirements for taking care of it. My face darkens as I read on
"Forget it. Let's just get a cat."
I again use the web to find what I want and set it all up so I don't have to pick it up myself.
After that, I continue to laze around, until I get droopy and go to sleep.
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The next day I grant all my left over work to a competent subordinate and make an excuse for disappearing for a couple of days.
To get to my house, I have to travel to a different part of the city. More specifically, the suburbs. To accomplish this task, intead of using the numerous supercars that are in the garage. Even I don't know how many we have...
Instead of that, I choose to take public transport. That's right, I'm a billionaire using the metro. Kinda like Keanu Reeves. Aren't I breathtaking now?
I move amongst the peasants and peons, pretending to be one of them. Of course I fail spectacularly, as I'm simply too far apart from the normal human.
I walk amongst the masses and head underground to the subway station. As I move and wait for the train, I draw a lot of gazes. It is natural. The masses almost never see the kind of beauty that I have. I might as well be an elf to them. Plus I'm like 196 cm tall and a woman. I tower over most people.
Add to the fact of how I'm clothed, it is even more expected. I'm wearing a cropped hoodie, that leaves my whole stomach exposed and black, tight cargo pants, accompanied by black combat boots.
This is my go-to getup, however because of my extremely seductive body, I look incredibly attractive in this outfit. This is why I draw a lot of gazes and I mean A LOT. Almost all of the men are looking at me, one way or another and around half of the women.
Oh well, not like it matters.
I step inside the train and wait like a dog, as the train starts moving. It's quite crowded, so I can't sit down.
As we pass by more stops, the train becomes more and more crowded. Eventually reaching the point where the everyone is literally next to each other.
People bump into me from time to time, but it's nothing much. Eventually the train reaches my stop and I get off.
I make sure I can't be tracked and quickly make my way to a private carpark. I unlock the doors of a parked car and get inside. Once inside, I take off all my clothes and morph into a man.
"Ugh, it feels so weird being back..." I complain. Then I get dressed and drive to my house.