Deus was still in the office when the desk phone rang. Emma picked it up. "Hello? What? I can barely hear you," she said to the person on the other end.
"That's because I'm whispering," Steven said from the service desk on the shop floor.
"Why?"
"Gemma is here," he told her. The colour immediately drained from Emma's face, "Liz is keeping her busy. She's wanting to see Deus and you. She seems a lot more determined than usual. I don't know how long Liz will be able to occupy her," Steven said as Gemma made eye contact with him, even as she talked to Liz. "I'm sorry madam," Steven said loudly, "you'll need to bring in a receipt with your purchase," he said covering the fact he was talking to Emma. He hung up.
Emma put the phone down. "God, she didn't waste much time," Emma said.
"Who?" asked a curious Deus.
"Gemma, the HR rep. She's always in my business about something, right now it's you. We're about to get a visit from her."
Sensing a feeling of despair from Emma, she wanted to help. Human empathy was already starting to rub off on her. "Would you like me to erase her from existence?" Deus asked in a helpful manner.
"You can do that?" Emma asked, somewhat surprised. Deus nodded. "Hmm, actually it would solve a lot of problems," Emma said as she pondered it, "No, what am I saying? We can't do that," she said, her conscience acknowledging how wrong that would actually be. "Can you just make her go away?" Emma asked, trying to think of something less cruel.
"I can compel her to act in a certain manner but the effect is only temporary, she'd just come back later," Deus explained.
"Maybe you can persuade her somehow?" Emma clutched at straws, not fully aware of how Deus's magic actually worked.
"I can adjust awareness or plant a suggestion. It has to be very specific though. Vague suggestions rarely have any effect on one individual."
"We need her to like you, so she accepts you." Emma glanced at her watch, before speaking again, "We have to hurry, she'll probably be on her way up."
"Hmm, I've found in the past, mortals, I mean people are more agreeable when they are sexually attracted to a person," Deus said. She thought about the silliness of the human biological need to reproduce and how they used it as a source of pleasure.
"You mean, you want to make Gemma fancy you?" Emma asked. Deus nodded in response. "She's straight though, she's got a boyfriend. Can you really turn her into a lesbian?" Emma asked, hardly believing it was possible.
"No, but I can give her a specific interest," Deus clarified.
"So like a kink or a fetish or something like that?" Emma asked, as she learned more about Deus's abilities.
"A sexual infatuation, yes. Alternatively, I can act as a conduit to swap her preferences with someone else, if so desired."
"With someone else?" Emma asked, intrigued by this new information. To her it seemed like a very powerful ability, to be able to swap Gemma's sexuality with a lesbian or even a man.
Before Deus could respond to Emma's question, there was a very loud unexpected knock at the door.
"Bugger! That's her," Emma said as she stood up. "Look, let's go with the first plan," she said to Deus, "Make her have a fetish for dark haired, green eyed, petite women with extremely slim bodies," she told Deus as she glanced at her on the way to the door. Emma hoped that was specific enough that nobody else would be the target of Gemma's new kink.
Deus smiled as she did a little flourish with her fingers just before Emma opened the door.
Gemma came storming in on her three inch pumps. "Ah, Emma just the person I want to see, we need to to talk. You know, your new employee wasn't approved by–"
She stopped speaking as soon as she spotted Deus. Gemma looked her up and down. "Who?" was all Gemma could manage to ask as she felt her heart racing. She'd been almost frozen by the appearance of this beautiful creature.
"Oh, this is our new employee Deus. I know I bent the rules a little hiring her but she's proved to me she's a real team player and has some invaluable skills, so I made a managerial decision to give her a position here," Emma explained.
"Uh-huh," Gemma said, still captivated. She managed to drag her gaze back to Emma, "Err, well, yes but you know rules are rules," she said as she became focused back on the task in hand, taking down Emma.
"Don't blame Emma, I was quite insistent," Deus said. She reached her hand out towards the HR rep. "It is a real pleasure to make your acquaintance. Emma has told me so many good things about you."
That voice, Gemma thought as she listened, she sounds like an angel. She looked at the small woman's toned arm muscles as she took her hand in her own manicured fingers. There's not an ounce of fat on her, Gemma thought. Suddenly she shuddered a little and felt her knickers grow very moist. Although Gemma did in fact consider herself completely straight, she had a secret fantasy she'd never shared with anyone. In her mind, for what seemed like years, she'd found herself desiring a very specific type of person. One she'd never even come close to finding, until now.
Emma could barely contain herself, watching Gemma's lust filled looks at the new worker. She decided to have some fun at her expense. She turned to look at Deus. "Actually, Gemma has a point, I may have let my enthusiasm get the better of me. Perhaps we should reconsider your employment here," she said apologetically.
"No!" Gemma practically screamed. Fate has only just sent her, she thought, I can't lose her now. She noticed Emma and Deus were staring at her, after her little outburst. "What I mean to say is, we don't want to do anything too hasty. I do trust your judgement Emma," she said. The last sentence nearly got stuck in Gemma's throat.
Emma couldn't believe how well this was working. "I'm not sure. You know how stubborn the area manager can be," Emma said.
Gemma, although distracted, remembered her purpose for her visit, she knew she shouldn't have been defending Emma's decision. Gemma was aware that her infatuation with Deus was making her say strange things. Before she could proceed though she found herself staring at Deus's tiny chest. So flat and lovely, she thought. Gemma wondered if Deus even bothered with a bra, she couldn't see the impression of one on the thin fabric of her polo.
Berating Emma was now totally forgotten. Gemma decided she had to do everything in her power to keep Deus around. "Leave the area manager to me. Along with my recommendation and your explanation I think we can change his mind, allowing Deus to stay," she said. She unconsciously stared at Deus's chest again, imagining her bare nipples pressing against her company top . She was quickly slipping into a daydream where Deus was teasing her about going topless.
Gemma reached into her handbag and pulled out her phone. "I was wondering if I could get a photo?" She asked. She wanted a constant reminder of her new crush available to her at all times. She feared if she didn't get it, she'd never be able to leave the office in any kind of reasonable state.
"Why?" Emma asked, before Deus could respond.
"Err, um," Gemma said. She hadn't really thought that part through. There was a click from her phone. "Oops, I've taken one accidentally," she lied, "I'll delete it." She had absolutely no intention of doing so.
Emma looked at her cynically as she slipped her phone back into her bag. "If that's all Gemma, Deus has to get back to work," Emma told her.
"Ah, of course." She handed a card to Deus. "That's my number. Once the area manager reaches a decision, we can maybe discuss it, over a coffee or something," Gemma said before pausing awkwardly, "Actually, if you want to chat about anything give me a ring."
Emma had enough of watching Gemma fawning over Deus, "Bye Gemma!" she said loudly, as she moved towards her, forcing her to go backwards though the doorway and back out into the corridor.
The door was closed and Gemma found herself alone. She turned around and slowly walked towards the stairs. Her thoughts were constantly on Deus. She tried to unsuccessfully think about other things. When she reached the staff toilets, she stopped. She had no desire to use the toilets for their intended purpose but she desired privacy for something else.
Entering, she was happy to find the room empty. She stepped into a stall and locked the door.
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