Chapter #8Gemma-ception by: sdaze   Gemma had hitched up her short skirt and pulled her tights down to her knees. Her lacy knickers felt absolutely drenched. She pulled them down as she sat on the toilet.
She'd dreamed of the day she'd actually meet the perfect embodiment of her kink and now she had she'd lost it big time. Just the sight of Deus had got her hornier than a teenage boy. She was aware she needed to get off to get it out her system. Normally she'd never dream of rubbing one out in a public toilet but today was different.
Her fingers started gently pressed her clit as she pictured Deus in her mind. Gemma lacked a good imagination and her fantasy was starting in a somewhat vanilla fashion.
Her and Deus were having drinks and exchanging glances with each other that hinted at sexual tension. Just visualising Deus was driving Gemma into a sexual frenzy.
In her fantasy she leaned over to kiss the small woman on the lips. Initially a look of surprise appeared on Deus's face but it quickly turned to one of desire as the kiss continued.
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Back in the office, Emma noticed Deus staring off into the distance. "You alright luv?" She asked.
"Gemma is having a sexual fantasy about me," Deus said.
"Oh, I'm sure she'll dig out some of her old dildos when she gets home. She probably hasn't used them in years," Emma said being somewhat derisory about Gemma's libido, "You should be flattered."
"I meant right now, she's masturbating to a fantasy involving me," Deus clarified.
"I bet she's in the staff toilets, dirty cow. So, I guess you can read minds as well?" Emma asked wondering if she should rename Deus to Mary Sue.
"Not really but if someone emotionally bonds with me, when they visualise me in their mind, I can sense and control my avatar."
Emma leaned back in her chair, before she said, "Let me get this straight. You can control the fantasy version of yourself in Gemma's imagination?"
"That is correct." One of the biggest grins Deus had ever seen in her long life appeared on Emma's face.
"This is priceless," Emma said feeling particularly mischievous.
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Back in the toilets Gemma had three fingers sliding in and out her pussy. In her fantasy she'd just finished a long tongue filled kiss with her new obsession.
She stepped back and looked at Deus who was still wearing her company uniform. It wasn't that Gemma found her clothes sexy, just she lacked the imagination to come up with something better.
Deus grabbed the hem of the polo and began to lift it slowly. She revealed her taut stomach and the cutest outie belly button, Gemma had ever seen. She gasped in anticipation of seeing Deus topless at long last. Suddenly Deus moved quickly to remove the top over her head.
Much to Gemma's disappointment, she had on a really tight crop top similar to the one she'd been wearing when she'd entered Emma's office. This was a somewhat simpler version, still green in colour but lacking the sequins. It looked similar to a sports bra but given her figure, lacked any kind of cleavage.
In reality, Gemma moved her hand faster. Her moaning was now audible outside the stall. She was feeling frustrated by her own fantasy. She couldn't understand why it wasn't bending to her own will.
"Take it off," she gasped out loud, in reference to Deus's top.
The fantasy Deus hooked her fingers into the thin straps and smiled coyly. "Let's talk about Emma first. She's a great manager isn't she?" it said.
Gemma stopped moving and opened her eyes. Her fantasy had taken a very strange direction. She believed it was her own annoyance with Emma or being distracted that caused her mind to wander.
She decided to move events along. In her daydream Deus and her were now in bed together. Gemma's fingers restarted their motions inside her pussy as she pictured the scene.
A duvet covered both of them up to their armpits. Deus's hair was down around her bare shoulders. Gemma gasped as she realised both of them were naked underneath the covers.
She might not be able to see Deus's elfin body but she could feel it, she reasoned as she moved towards it. Deus extended her arm to stop her, "The sex can wait, we still need to talk about Emma," she said, once again frustrating Gemma.
She couldn't understand why her own subconscious was sabotaging her fantasy.
"Another time, I think we should do something a bit more fun," the fantasy version of Gemma told Deus. She couldn't believe she was actively having to guide her actions in her imagination.
"But you agree, Emma is best left alone, no matter what strange stories you hear about the goings on in the store," Deus told her.
Gemma's brow furrowed. "I've got responsibilities as the HR rep," she said clinging to some rational thought. Before she could continue she felt tiny fingers playing on her own nipples. "Oh, God," she said. She could feel her climax building.
Deus removed her fingers from Gemma's body. "Well?" she asked.
"I'll do it, I'll leave Emma alone, now put your hands back," she squealed.
"Anything for you my sweet," Deus said as she resumed playing with Gemma's nipples. She took one hand and rubbed it gently over Gemma's clit. She didn't spot Deus's eyes changing to a much brighter green as she pleasured her.
Back in the real world, Gemma came with a scream so loud, Emma and Deus could nearly hear it in the office. Her juices squirted out of her pussy all over her hand. Completely drained her head flopped down.
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"I don't think Gemma will be bothering you in the future," Deus said after explaining what she was doing in Gemma's fantasy.
"I do love the sexy version of inception," Emma said with glee.
"Inception?" Deus didn't understand the reference.
"It's a film about planting ideas in people's dreams. I've never been a big fan but Kyle loves it." Emma explained, "The characters spent half of the film faffing about in hotels and secret bases. They could have saved so much time doing it your way."
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