Chapter 2 - josie

The human target was easily located from Mallus’ notes. Josie Glover: A twenty-seven year old professional tennis player with a lot of public focus on her. She seemed to have the perfect life: rich, successful, gorgeous; just the type of human Kalitana loved to meddle with! She knew the form she wanted to take almost immediately, morphing her body into a tall, long-legged and athletic-looking girl with a friendly, pretty and kind-looking face; just a couple of years older than the target. From extensive her experience, Kalitana knew that this was exactly the type of human a woman of Josie’s age would most likely respond to. Now it was just a case of trying to find a way to weave herself into Josie’s life…

“Josie, I’d like you to meet our new nutritionist,” her manager smiled, bringing Kalitana along to meet the tennis star. “This is Kali,” she explained, inviting the demon to shake her hand.

“Nice to meet you,” Kalitana smiled taking the sportswoman’s hand, which was hot and sweaty after a heavy training session. But the demon’s nose was twitching, trying to learn all she could from the human. She could smell the clean diet and mild arousal that she had for one of the male athletes setting up on the court to the side of hers. She could see now, in the flesh, just how much work would have to be done to make her succumb to the fetish. The human was incredibly fit and toned, not to mention petit and lean; beautiful, with dark fragrant brown hair and matching, angelic brown eyes.

“It’s great to meet you. I heard we were getting a new nutritionist,” Josie lied - Kalitana could always tell.

“Well, you’re lucky to catch me today!” Kalitana smiled. “I have to head off to another meeting in twenty minutes, but we still have time to have our first meeting.”

“Oh, right…” Josie mumbled, surprised that her routine was being messed with. “I need to get showered first.”

“No, no, you’re fine!” Kalitana dismissed, standing a little taller than the tennis player. “We’ll only be fifteen minutes, maximum!” she promised, knowing that her nose could tell her more about Josie if she kept her sweaty. She nodded to the manager, a quick thank you and then guided the girl to one of the offices in the back, where she had set herself up on a hot-desk. “I had a thorough look at your records last night,” Kalitana explained, sitting the sweaty girl down as she herself sat by the computer screen. “I had a lot of success with Vitamin B supplements in the past and I think you would respond pretty positively as well.”

“Where did you used to work?” Josie enquired.

“I’ve worked a lot with athletes of winter Olympic sports,” Katalina explained. “One of my girls just got her tenth goal medal at the last games,” she smiled, as if proud. “But their sports are a lot different to yours!” she joked. Then she reached into her bag and pulled out a small bottle of peachy, creamy liquid. “I swear by this stuff!” she laughed, handing it over to Josie. “The purest vitamin B concentrate on the market; proven to improve cardio performance,” she lied.

Josie looked at the small amount of liquid suspiciously. “Vitamin B? For cardio performance?” she asked, scanning the packaging and ingredients list for anything irregular.

“Oh yes!” Kalitana smiled. “That stuff costs a small fortune! But you only need it about once a year,” she lied again, knowing that this one dose was going to change Josie’s life for good. “Get it down you and we can discuss your meal planner before the start of the Australian tournament,” she insisted, trying to prevent any more questions.

Josie looked down at the thick flesh-coloured liquid, feeling the sweat from her training seeping into the chair. Kalitana could see that all she wanted to do was take a shower. Maybe that was why she didn’t argue, but simply picked the bottle up, impatient to be done, threw her head back and let the liquid pour down her throat.

Kalitana smiled. “You know what?” she sighed, in a friendly manner. “This is actually going to take a bit longer than twenty minutes,” she considered, looking at her computer screen and pretending to feel sympathetic. “How about I catch you up about this tomorrow?” she asked, knowing that Josie was going to accept the offer without question. The poor girl had already done everything she needed of her anyway.