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Yasmina loved her new life. She never would have chosen it. But biology had won out. Her master had said it would and she had come to realise that he was always right. Just thinking that made her feel giddy. She'd have to dash to the loo and edge again. Master liked her dumb and horny and she had come around to his way of thinking on so many things.
A year ago she had been Yasmina Balkhi or as the staff called her behind her back, Ballbusting Yasmina. The terror of the research department driving down costs and squeezing every penny out of every dollar put into her department. She had superiors to answer to and a fraction of every penny she saved went to her bonuses so she was motivated to save money and if that meant stepping on her underlings then she was quite happy to do so.
Then master had been a minor researcher working on the revolutionary technology crispr. It promised so many revolutionary new treatments but as always it required a huge amount of investment and that was something she was loath to do. He argued and harangued her at every opportunity insisting that they needed to double and triple their investment in the technology or be left behind and become irrelevent.
She had despised him back then. A few years older and so old fashioned. He exuded an attitude of male superiority and often dismissed the work of his female colleagues. He was only kept around because he got results. It made it so hard to find assistants to work with him as they quit in droves.
And then he had done it. She didn't know how of course. He didn't see the need to explain it to a silly girl like her. She had been transformed at his place over a few months into a completely different woman. He had told her that he had thought of making her a dumb blond but it was too stereotypical for his masterpiece so he had reduced her to a silly dumb woman of Persian heritage who distracted men around her with her generous curves. Giggle, wiggle and jiggle were her new goals.
She'd woken up a new woman who looked and sounded nothing like her old self. Her assertiveness and arrogance were replaced with submission and passiveness. She couldn't imagine standing up for herself anymore. He'd arranged paperwork for her new identity and got her a job as his secretary/assistant in her old company.
It was now the perfect job for her. She could dress pretty and flirt and tease with the men around her. She lived for when they talked down to her and dismissed her like the airhead she was. A day didn't go by when a man didn't grope her in the elevator. And she could serve sir at home and work. But more importantly she was a role model for other girls at work who were discovering their own submissive streaks that had lain dormant for so long suddenly becoming so hard to ignore.
She'd gone back to work as Yasmina Gul. Happy to submit and serve. No interest in a career that didn't serve a man. She had a new nickname, Yasmina the gullible and she suspected that's how she'd still be known when she married sir and took his name. It made her so happy.

And thanks goes to BellyDancer018 for putting the idea in my head...

Description
Yasmina loved her new life. She never would have chosen it. But biology had won out. Her master had said it would and she had come to realise that he was always right. Just thinking that made her feel giddy. She'd have to dash to the loo and edge again. Master liked her dumb and horny and she had come around to his way of thinking on so many things.
A year ago she had been Yasmina Balkhi or as the staff called her behind her back, Ballbusting Yasmina. The terror of the research department driving down costs and squeezing every penny out of every dollar put into her department. She had superiors to answer to and a fraction of every penny she saved went to her bonuses so she was motivated to save money and if that meant stepping on her underlings then she was quite happy to do so.
Then master had been a minor researcher working on the revolutionary technology crispr. It promised so many revolutionary new treatments but as always it required a huge amount of investment and that was something she was loath to do. He argued and harangued her at every opportunity insisting that they needed to double and triple their investment in the technology or be left behind and become irrelevent.
She had despised him back then. A few years older and so old fashioned. He exuded an attitude of male superiority and often dismissed the work of his female colleagues. He was only kept around because he got results. It made it so hard to find assistants to work with him as they quit in droves.
And then he had done it. She didn't know how of course. He didn't see the need to explain it to a silly girl like her. She had been transformed at his place over a few months into a completely different woman. He had told her that he had thought of making her a dumb blond but it was too stereotypical for his masterpiece so he had reduced her to a silly dumb woman of Persian heritage who distracted men around her with her generous curves. Giggle, wiggle and jiggle were her new goals.
She'd woken up a new woman who looked and sounded nothing like her old self. Her assertiveness and arrogance were replaced with submission and passiveness. She couldn't imagine standing up for herself anymore. He'd arranged paperwork for her new identity and got her a job as his secretary/assistant in her old company.
It was now the perfect job for her. She could dress pretty and flirt and tease with the men around her. She lived for when they talked down to her and dismissed her like the airhead she was. A day didn't go by when a man didn't grope her in the elevator. And she could serve sir at home and work. But more importantly she was a role model for other girls at work who were discovering their own submissive streaks that had lain dormant for so long suddenly becoming so hard to ignore.
She'd gone back to work as Yasmina Gul. Happy to submit and serve. No interest in a career that didn't serve a man. She had a new nickname, Yasmina the gullible and she suspected that's how she'd still be known when she married sir and took his name. It made her so happy.

And thanks goes to BellyDancer018 for putting the idea in my head...