We spent the next several hours getting ready. From hair and nails to makeup and dresses, we looked completely identical. No one would be able to tell us apart.

I’d never acted before, but tonight was the big night. I was stepping into my sister’s shoes and pretending to be a Woman in Tech.

The short blue dress was by far the most revealing outfit I’d ever worn. The material was thin and expertly designed, perfectly showing off every inch of our curvy bodies. The top featured thin straps crossing over our chests, barely managing to cover our breasts. We wore matching high-heeled black boots that came up to our knees, leaving the tops of our thighs exposed.

Mark’s jaw dropped when he finally saw us. He was stunned, unable to tell who was who. If my sister’s own boyfriend couldn’t tell us apart, then I was confident no one else would be able to.

“Uh, G-Gaby?” he hesitantly asked, glancing over at me. We both shook our heads, and he quickly turned his attention to my sister. Gaby responded with a mischievous smile.

I stared at myself in the mirror, running my hands down my body. I looked just my sister.

Women in Tech need to look their best.

This dress made our tits look incredible.

Women in Tech have expensive tastes.

Everyone will be staring.

Women in Tech love to show off their bodies.

“Hey, honey,” Mark said. Gaby shivered in arousal, moaning softly.

Women in Tech love pet names.

I felt myself shiver too, though not as noticeably.

“You ready?” Mark asked.

We nodded and each took one of his arms. It was hard to walk in these heels.

Women in Tech should wear high heels.

I nervously bit my lip. I could feel the jitters taking over, making me feel dizzy and strangely…aroused. Why was I suddenly feeling so horny?

Women in Tech love to excite men.

Mark gave me a comforting look. I smiled back.

Women in Tech are here to please.

Gaby left the room to grab something. Mark pulled me aside. “You know what to do, right?”

I nodded. “You and my sister distract everyone, and I’ll sneak into the back and find the evidence.”

Finding the evidence was important…wasn’t it? My head was spinning.

“Thanks, Steph. We make a pretty good team,” Mark said.

“Yeah, we do,” I agreed.

Women in Tech should be team players.

We stepped outside. I moved carefully, taking slow, deliberate steps in my tall heels. Walking was difficult, especially with everything spinning around me.

Mark opened the car door for us. I glanced down at Mark’s crotch and giggled at the obvious bulge in his pants.

Women in Tech like to make men hard.

I took one last look at Mark’s big bulge and licked my lips. Why was I suddenly so horny?

Women in Tech love to suck cock.

“Thank you, sir.” I whispered, stepping into the back seat.

Women in Tech should be respectful.

Mark looked at me with a confused expression.

Sitting down felt good since I was still dizzy. I needed to take a moment to compose myself.

Women in Tech need discipline.

The car ride silent. Everyone was lost in thought.

I tried going through the plan in my head, making sure I knew what to do. My mind was a swirl of emotions: nervous, scared, and…horny. They all mixed together, turning my thoughts into a jumbled and confused mess.

“You good, babe?” Mark asked my sister.

I shivered, feeling my arousal grow.

“Uh huh,” she responded. “Just excited for tonight.”

She smiled as she grabbed Mark’s free hand and moved it to her leg. “Women in Tech like to be touched.”

Women in Tech like to be touched.

“Women in Tech like to be touched,” I softly repeated.

She moved Mark’s hand further up her thigh. “Women in Tech like to be touched.”

Women in Tech like to be touched.

“Women in Tech like to be touched…” I said longingly.

If only that was me in the front seat. Mark’s hand on my thigh.

His fingers began rubbing between her legs. “Women in Tech like to be touched,” she moaned.

“Women in Tech like to be touched,” I said, leaning in closer to watch.

Women in Tech love to be watched.

I imagined myself in my sister’s place. It wasn’t hard considering we now looked identical. I imagined Mark rubbing my clit. It was a surreal out-of-body experience. There I was, watching myself as my sister—as Gaby—getting fingered in the passenger's seat.

I could hear Steph’s heavy breathing coming from the back.

“Oh god,” I moaned. “Women in Tech like to be touched.”

Mark looked back at Steph while he continued to finger me. She started touching herself too.

“I’m gonna cum,” I moaned.

Steph moaned as well.

“I’m going to… cum… oh… god,” I shrieked. A wave of intense euphoria filled me up as I climaxed.

When I opened my eyes, I was sitting in the backseat, my dress pulled up and my fingers covered in my own juices.

…Hadn’t I just been in the front seat? I was confused…my head was spinning.

“Women in Tech like to be touched,” I said wistfully.

Mark looked back at me and smiled. “Women in Tech like to be touched.”

***

The office was covered with green and red Christmas decorations. All eyes were on us as we walked in.

Women in Tech deserve attention.

Gaby preened at the attention, practically glowing. She broke off from Mark’s arm and strutted around the room, drawing everyone’s eyes attention as they stared lustfully.

Women in Tech need to be the life of the party.

She instantly became the life of the party. People came up to her in droves, hugging her, complimenting her. A touch on the arm, a pat on the butt.

Women in Tech like to be touched.

Women in Tech are here to please.

This was my chance. Gaby had created enough of a distraction that no one was looking at me.

Women in Tech deserve attention.

Why was nobody looking at me…

I made my way down the hallway. There was no one around. Mark had shown me the building layout, but I couldn’t remember where to go.

I needed to find Flynn Parson’s office. That’s where the answers would be—I just knew it.

As I turned the corner, I ran into a janitor and stopped, frozen in my tracks.

“That’s one hell of a dress you got on,” he said with a smile.

A wave of arousal. “Thanks!” I giggled.

“Where you headed?”

Remember. He thinks I’m Gaby. Be Gaby.

Be Gaby.

Be A Woman in Tech.

“Mr. Parson wanted to see me in his office,” I replied.

The janitor squinted his eyes. “Mr. Parson’s office is that way,” he said, pointing in the other direction.

Be Gaby.

I forced another giggle. “Oh, right. Silly me! I’m such a ditz sometimes.”

Why did I say that? Gaby would never say something like that…or would she? But either way, it worked.

“You be careful tonight. Don’t drink too much.”

“Thanks, I will—uh, I mean, I won’t!”

I hurried out of there. Close call. My heels clicked with every step. These damn heels weren’t helping things. They made it so hard to walk. I should really take them off. I could move so much faster without them.

Women in Tech should wear high heels.

I should keep them on. They help maintain my disguise, and more importantly, I look amazing in them.

I looked around for Flynn Parson’s office. At least I knew I was heading in the right direction. Down the hall was a visibly pregnant woman, waiting outside the restroom.

Remember. Be Gaby.

“Howdy,” I said in a Texas drawl.

Another dumb thing to say. When have I ever heard Gaby say Howdy.

The pregnant woman narrowed her eyes.

“You must be Gaby,” she scowled.

Be Gaby.

“That’s me!” I giggled.. Her smile quickly twisted into an angry sneer.

“Thought so,” she scoffed. “Michael? Hurry up. I’m not feeling well. Can we please leave now?”

A drunken voice came from inside the bathroom. “Damn, babe. Relax.”

A thirty-something man stepped out of the bathroom, looking like a stereotypical tech bro.. “Shit, Gaby, what’re you doing here?” he asked.

“Shit, Gaby, what’re you doing here?”

The pregnant woman looked over at him. “Michael, let’s go, you promised.”

“One sec, babe. Go wait in the car, I’ll be right there. Me and Gaby need to go over something important for work. Right, sugar tits?”

A wave of arousal flowed through my body.

Women in Tech appreciate pet names.

“Uh, right, of course…”

The pregnant woman sighed loudly and gave me one last dirty look before walking away.

I tried to think of an excuse to leave. I didn’t have time for this.

“You wear that dress just for me? Bet you did, toots,” he said, his voice slurred.

“Oh, well—y’know.”

“Damn, your tits look great,” he grunted.

Another wave of arousal. I smiled politely. “Well, thank you. But I really have to go.”

He narrowed his eyes in suspicion.

Remember: I have to be Gaby. What would Gaby do?

I closed my eyes and thought about what my sister would do.

Women in Tech like to excite men.

She would be shamelessly flirting right back. She would do whatever it took to turn him on and get him off.

I opened my eyes and glanced down at the bulge in his pants, unable to take my eyes off it…

Women in Tech like to make men hard.

I bit my lip. “You look happy to see me,” I purred.

“You bet your ass I am. You’re a lot more fun ever since you realized those big tits of yours are all you’re good for.”

Another wave of arousal. My head was spinning.

Women in Tech will do whatever they can to turn men on and get them off.

He reached out and clumsily squeezed tits, rubbing his thumb against my nipple. They were so fucking sensitive.

Women in Tech like to be touched.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned.

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you, slut?”

Another wave of pleasure. So incredibly horny…

“Mmm, yes, sir,” I pleaded. “Don’t stop.”

“Turn around,” he commanded.

Women in Tech love to obey.

He roughly bent me over and landed a stinging smack on my rear. A wave of pleasure rushed through my body like a burst dam.

“Oh fuck, that feels so good,” I shrieked.

“You really are the biggest slut in Silicon Valley now, aren’t you?”

“Mmmhmm, yes sir, such a slut.”

“Now be a good girl and get down on your knees.”

Women in Tech appreciate pet names.

Women in Tech love to obey.

I quickly dropped down to my knees, knowing exactly what I was supposed to do next.

Women in Tech love to suck cock.

He pulled his pants down, freeing his erection.

“Oh wow…you’re so… big. I wanna taste you…so bad.”

I wrapped my lips around it, slowly sliding it into my mouth.

Women in Tech love to get men off.

He reached out and squeezed my tits.

“Ohgodyes” I yelled.

My tits were so fucking sensitive. Why were they so sensitive all of a sudden?

His other hand guided my head further down his shaft as I slid two fingers into my soaking wet pussy.

Women in Tech love to suck cock.

Having a cock in my mouth was the greatest feeling in the world. I loved it so much. Sucking cock was what I was made to do. Nothing else mattered.

I could tell he was close.

“Please, sir” I mumbled through a mouthful, “Cum for me. Cum for Gaby.”

Women in Tech love to swallow cum.

I opened my mouth in anticipation.

“Mmmmmm,” I moaned as I eagerly swallowed down his warm load. It tasted… so good! Why did it taste so good?!

He quickly pulled his pants back up and looked at his watched. “Gotta go. See ya later, Toots,”

Women in Tech should give more than they receive.

Gaby was right. Her coworkers were amazing! And what a great job I did. I completely fooled him!

I took a moment to compose myself, fixing my dress. The room was spinning. I was so dizzy. I forced myself continue forward.

Further down the hallway, I noticed an office with a big gold plaque above the door.

CEO: Flynn Parson.

This was it. I made it.

I stepped inside. Sitting on his large wooden desk was a laptop. The monitor came to life revealing a login screen.

I retrieved the tiny USB drive hidden in my boot and plugged it in, exactly as Mark had instructed. It began trying a series of passwords, one after another. This was the moment of truth. Mark had warned me it could take a few minutes if we were lucky, or several hours if we weren’t. I didn’t have that much time.

I looked around the office while I waited. The walls were adorned with abstract art, framed college diplomas, and a colorful Women in Tech poster.

Suddenly, the device starting beeping. It worked! The computer was open.

I wondered where to start. Somehow I doubted there would be a folder labeled “Top Secret Plans.” However, I did find one marked “Women in Tech.” Skimming through the documents one by one, I searched for any possible clues.

One of the documents discussed some kind of algorithm or program designed to help deal with stress. Apparently, the project was started by Flynn Parson himself after receiving millions in funding. So then what happened to it?

“…rewire synaptic connectivity in the basolateral amygdala...”

I didn’t understand any of this. If only Gaby was here. She was always the smart one.

…Gaby! Of course!

I searched for my sister’s name. Dozens of files started popping up. I clicked on one and scanned through it.

“…subject #47: Gabrielle Gray. Week four. Subject seems to be responding extremely well to the mental conditioning. Subject is highly suggestible. If we can get a scan of her brain, perhaps we can figure out what makes her so susceptible and replicate it. Furthermore… “

Mental conditioning…highly suggestible…

This was it. The evidence I’d been looking for.

I hurried to print all the files. I needed to get out of here. Mark and I could look through them later when we had more time.

Women in Tech love to suck cock.

I giggled as I imagined myself sucking his cock as he looked through the papers.

I watched anxiously as one page after another slid out of the printer. “C’mon, hurry.”

After what felt like an eternity, it was done. All the evidence we needed was sitting in the printer tray.

Suddenly, the door swung open. My heart sank as I turned around.

It was him… Flynn Parson. His piercing gaze locked onto mine.

“Gaby? What are you doing in here?”

“Oh—uh, sorry, sir. The…printer, in my office—it broke,”

I stared into his big brown eyes. They felt like they were pulling me in. I couldn’t look away.

“The printer in your office?” he asked. “No problem. Feel free to use mine anytime.”

“T-t-thank you, sir…”

“Though you really shouldn’t be working right now. You should be out having fun with your coworkers. Women in Tech need to be the life of the party. Let me grab a folder for you.”

My breathing quickened as he stepped towards me. My heart was pounding.

He grabbed an empty folder and handed it to me. I shoved the papers inside, still not breaking eye contact. It felt like he could see right through me—like he could read my thoughts.

Did he know why I was here? No…of course not, that’s ridiculous. I just needed to stay calm and get out of here.

The room was spinning. My legs were weak. It was hard to think straight. My entire focus was locked onto his big brown eyes. They were so… captivating.

“I really should get going,” I said, stepping backwards.

“You should stay,” he suggested, his deep voice filling my mind.

“I…should…stay,” I replied. “Just for a few minutes.”

He smiled. “You know, Gaby, you look absolutely stunning tonight.”

I felt my cheeks flush, warmed by his compliment. “Gaby? Oh right—me. Uh, thank you, sir.”

“Spin around for me. Let me see that dress.”

Women in Tech love to obey.

His deep voice was filled with authority.

I spun around slowly, being extra careful due to my heels. But the room kept spinning, and I lost my balance and fell.

Flynn Parson stepped forward and offered his hand, pulling me closer as he helped lift me back on my feet.

Women in Tech like to be touched.

“Are you alright?”

His handsome face was now just inches from mine, his dark brown eyes dominating my view.

I closed my eyes and felt his soft lips press gently against mine. I melted into the kiss.

The folder slipped from my hands as I leaned into him. He grabbed my hips and pressed me against the wall. My hands roamed down his chest, tracing the contours of his toned muscles. He was irresistible.

Women in Tech like to excite men.

I helped him strip off his jacket as his lips traveled down my neck, shoulders, and chest. His hands gently unzipped my dress, spilling free my barely covered tits.

“Oh wow,” I moaned. A wave of arousal surged through me. Stronger than anything I’d ever felt.

I was insatiably horny. My heartbeat pounded in my ears. As I pressed into him, blood raced through my veins and a wave of dizziness washed over me. His strong arms enveloped me, lifting me effortlessly. I wrapped my legs around his waist and draped my arms around his neck.

He carefully laid me onto his desk. Gazing up at him with pure desire, I couldn't help but be amazed at how incredibly handsome he was—the sexiest man I'd ever seen.

His dark brown eyes gazed intently at me as he ripped my underwear off.

Women in Tech like to be touched.

“Please… I need you so bad…” I begged.

“You’re my good girl, aren’t you Gaby,”

“Yesss,” I moaned. “I wanna be your good girl so bad. Please. Fill me up with your big cock, sir.”

Unlike with Gaby’s coworker, I wasn’t lying. It was… so big and so… perfect. He brushed the tip against my clit. My entire body was engulfed with pleasure.

“Please…” I begged. “Please, sir, use my body, fuck your good little girl. Fuck my pussy with your big cock.”

“You’re my good little slut, aren’t you Gaby?”

“Oh god! Yes! Yessss!” I said nearly cumming from his words. They echoed in my mind. “I’m your good little slut. Please, sir. Fuck your good little slut. Please, sir. Please, sir. Oh god – please, sir.”

At that point I would’ve said anything for him to fuck me. He smiled as his cock slowly entered me.

“Oh fuck!” I screamed, knocking the folder off the desk. The papers fell out and spilled all over the floor. Each stroke was a wave of ecstasy in the ocean of pleasure that was my body.

“You’ve always wanted to be a Woman in Tech,” he softly stated. His voice was filled with complete authority. “Haven’t you?”

“I’ve… always wanted…to be a… Woman in Tech,” I said, as his words become my new reality.

I’d always been jealous of my sister. I had thought it was because of her brains. She was always the smart one, the favorite, the talented daughter. We may have looked the same, but the differences between us couldn’t have been greater. But I now realized why I was always so jealous… because she was a Woman in Tech.

“I’ve always wanted… to be a Woman in Tech,” I softly repeated.

I thought about how much fun she’d been having these past few months, getting to drive around in sports cars with tech millionaires, having amazing sex all the time. Of course I was jealous.

I’ve always wanted to be a Woman in Tech.

I screamed in ecstasy as he thrust into me, my tits bouncing in rhythm. He increased the pace: faster, harder. My head was swimming with pleasure.

“I’ve always wanted to be a Woman in Tech,” I moaned.

Women in Tech are here to serve.

“Please, sir, let me serve you. I wanna – oh god, I wanna serve you, sir. I need it.”

Women in Tech must submit.

“Please, sir. I need to feel you cumming inside me. Fill me with your seed, sir. I need it. I need it. I need it. I need it. I want to please you, sir. So bad. I’ll do anything you want. Just tell me what to do.”

“Cum for me,” he commanded.

I obeyed.

“Ohmyfuckingodyessiryesir,” I loudly moaned. My whole body twitched with pleasure from the mind-shattering orgasm. It was unlike anything I’d ever felt.

“Cum in me, sir. Fill me with your hot, sticky cum. Fill my body. I need you. I worship you. I’m yours, sir. Please, sir…”

I screamed in ecstasy as I could feel his cum filling my needy pussy.

“Oh, yes, yes, yes! Make me yours, sir! I’ll be such a good girl for you! Pump me full of your seed! Yes, yes! Thankyousir!”

After what felt like an eternity, the intense pleasure finally began dying down. I tried to catch my breath, still staring deeply into his eyes the entire time.

As he pulled up his pants, I felt a moment of clarity. My thoughts came rushing back in. I couldn’t believe I just did that. It was… so fucking hot.

I sat up on the desk and put my dress back on. My hair was messy, my make-up smudged.

“That was incredible, Steph,” he grinned.

My heart sank... He knew?

“W-w-what?” I weakly asked. The room was spinning. Oh no…

“I must admit you’re very resourceful. Almost as smart as your sister.”

I shivered with arousal from his praise. Did he really think that I was as smart as Gaby?

“We could use that kind of resourcefulness over at Vision. We need more employees like you. I think you’d climb the corporate ladder very quickly over there.”

Was he… offering me a job?

“I—I…”

I couldn’t speak. I was at a loss for words. Here he was offering me a job in the tech industry. I’d finally be a…

“Would you like to be a Woman in Tech.”

A wave of dumb happiness filled my body. I’ve always wanted to be a Woman in Tech.

“Y-y-yes!” I finally muttered, lost in his big brown eyes.

They were more intense than ever before. Endorphins rushed into my brain. The whole world spinning.

Suddenly, a switch flipped in my mind. Everything made sense. The stuff with my sister, with Mark, with Vision and Women in Tech. It all made perfect sense.

I opened my eyes and smiled. I felt like a whole new woman, one who could do anything.

Mr. Parson helped me off the desk. I looked up at him and smiled. He was the sexiest man I’d ever seen. I could see why he inspired such leadership in everyone around him. Being around him made you want to please and serve him.

I looked down at the pages scattered along the floor. I couldn’t let these get out. If the wrong people got ahold of these, they could try and use them against Mr. Parson. I would never let that happen. No matter what.

I bent down and picked them up one by one. “Here you go, sir,” I said, handing the folder back to him.

I stared up at him with complete and total adoration. I trusted him with every ounce of my being. I would do anything for him. To please him. To serve him. To worship him. To obey him.

I would do anything to help him. To help women everywhere become loyal and devoted Women in Tech. To serve him. To please him. To suck his cock and obey. That was my purpose. My mind and body belonged to him. Mr. Parson always knew best.

“Thank you, sweetheart,” he said, smiling back at me.

I shivered with pleasure, beaming with excitement. His approval meant everything to me.

He put the folder away in a drawer.

“Now let’s go find your sister.”

“Yes, sir.”

I grabbed onto his arm as we walked down the hallway, my head held high. Standing next to him was the greatest feeling in the world.

We entered the main hall where the party was. Over in the corner of the room, my sister had her top off, moaning loudly while one of her coworkers fondled her tits.

“Typical Gaby,” I giggled.

Women in Tech like to be touched.

Standing around her were dozens of people, watching.

Women in Tech love to be watched.

Her hand was stroking her coworker’s crotch from the outside of his pants.

Women in Tech love to get men off.

Mark was just standing there, helplessly staring at my sister.

Poor Mark, he shouldn’t take it so personally… Everyone knew that Gaby loved to get men off.

“That’s it,” he growled. He tried stepping forward but stumbled.

Mr. Parson reached out his arm. “Whoa there.”

Mark grabbed onto his arm and steadied himself. He stood there for over a minute just staring into Mr. Parson’s eyes.

I glanced over at Gaby. She was laid out on the couch as her coworker continued playing with her tits, her hand down his pants, eagerly stroking his cock.

“Thank you, sir,” Mark mumbled. Then he looked up and instantly jumped back. “You!”

“I found your girlfriend’s twin sister,” Mr. Parson said triumphantly. “She was… lost, I assume. Somewhere she shouldn’t have been, looking at files she definitely shouldn’t have had access to.”

Mark’s eyes widened. “What’d you do to her?”

“Well, exactly what you’d expect. I was so impressed with her initiative I gave her a job!”

“Wait. What?”

“Oh yes,” he said with a smile. “I don’t technically work here, but I’m sure I’ll be able to pull a few strings. What that kind of investigative mind, she’ll make a great data analyst, don’t you think?”

Mr. Parson moved aside, and I stepped forward. A horrified expression filled Mark’s face.

I couldn’t help but smile proudly. “Isn’t it great news? I’m finally doing it!”

Mark knew how long I’d wanted this. How much it meant to me. It’s what I always wanted.

“W-what?” he asked nervously.

I bounced with excitement, overflowing with joy—I had finally found my purpose in life.

“I’m going to be a Woman in Tech!”