chapter 1Regan has always been a little too greedy for her own good. Even as a teen, she'd pig out on any sweets she could get her cherubic hands on, which helped develop her body at an early age; huge breasts, soft and pliable to the touch. Thighs that chafe when she walks, a cute little tummy that can handle much more packing than most young adults her age. She tried to hide her figure in high school, baggy sweaters, work out pants, the like- but had recently stopped due to her boyfriend's chiding, and now, like today, for example, she wore clothes that showed off
her curves. A low cut top, giving off a peak of her bra, and a black, thin pencil skirt.
Regan's greed was also fueled by an unhealthy measure of curiosity. It was mid june when
Regan was attending her interview at KIP corp, an eco cosmetics company that Kyle's mother
worked at as a secretary. She had never been very knowledgable in ways of makeup, and it
showed in the way she over-blushed her cheeks. Kyle's mother was currently driving her to the
main office building on her way to another branch.When she was about to leave, Kyle's mother offered her a can of pop, which she downed without another thought. She didn't see the gleam
in the woman's eyes as she drove off.
As she made her way down a hallway on her way to the interview room, a door labled "testing
room" caught her eye. The door had a lock on it which only perked the girls attention more. She
looked down at her phone and, seeing that she still had 15 minutes until her interview starred,
decided to take a peak. Regan settles a pale pink hand on the door, and, when she wiggled the
handle to find that it wasn't locked, her fate was sealed. She went through the entrance, her 5"2'
frame struggling to push, and was met with a cacophony of smell. Every inch of the room was
stocked with various hair products, body sprays, compacts and bullet tubes, different colours
and scents in each corner. A little green box is what her brown eyes chose to focus on. She
moved forward, and picked it up, whisking away a stray hair from her line of sight. The glossy
label read 'Vanilla Mints'. Pink, plump lips were stroked with a velvet tongue as she twisted the tin open and popped a couple into her mouth. She put the tin in her bag, but, as she turned around, Regan realized she
was not alone.
"Uh, I'm sorry! I got lost coz, coz, I was tryna find the ladies room an-"
An older man with dapper attire stood in the doorway, and with a click of the device in his hand,
Regan was out before she hit the ground.
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