[Draft] Paying Off Your Debts (Dante TG)

Dante sighed as he impatiently waited in the main lobby of the corporate building. He had been called here because of the debt he owed the company and how it kept growing. So much so they had wanted a meeting with him to talk about it. Honestly with all the debts he owed to so many people he didn’t really care too much. The only reason he came was so he could get them off his back. 

He hoped that someone hired him for a job soon, and he wouldn’t have to worry about Lady and Trish tagging along with him. Those two were good at what they did, but they burned through his income faster than paper covered up gasoline being lit by a match. Not to mention he needed all the cash he could get his hands on if he wanted to keep his place running, especially since he didn’t have a cellphone. As good as a cellphone could be they broke too often with all the demons he fought and the lucky shots they got or handled his moves. They just didn’t make cellphones tough enough for him to use. 

Dante lounged in the office, his sword, Rebellion hidden in a guitar case, and his guns hidden on his person. It never hurt to keep his weapons close by, especially when you never know when you might be attacked. He had been attacked in his own office, out on the streets, and in restaurants, he had taken in by scrubs who thought they were a match for him. The only place he hadn’t been attacked when he was on the toilet thankfully. That wouldn’t have been something he wasn’t sure he would ever be able to live down. 

“Excuse me, Dante, a representative will be here to talk to you shortly,” a girl behind the desk said.

“Thanks, beautiful,” Dante said. 

The Devil Hunter looked at the elevator behind her and waited for the figure to come out. He focused his hearing and could hear it coming closer. He looked at the door and waited to see an older man, with an evil coneval mustache dressed in a fine suit. The elevator came to a stop and he leaned forward, waiting to see who would be speaking to him.

The door of the elevator opened, and he was surprised to see a beautiful young woman step out. She was dressed up professionally, like someone who dealt with the higher class of society. 

She looked like she should have been the poster girl for models, or what a naughty secretary should be. She had wide striking hips that were right above a pair of thick sexy thighs that had a thin veil of stockings, that made them look longer and sexier.  With huge breasts that looked like bowling balls were stuffed down her shirt. She had wide hips, and if they were anything to go by, she had an ass that looked like it could have been used as a pillow. She wore brown stockings and a pair of black heels.  

The son of Sparda watched her walk closer, his eyes locked on her bouncing bust. This would probably be the only time that he got to see a pair of boobs like that and he wasn’t going to waste it. She looked like she could have filled the naughty secretary scenario to a T and be the allure of many men’s fantasy.

“Are you the owner of Devil May Cry? Dante Redgrave?” the woman asked, her voice having a soft lusty edge to it that would have made men go crazy.

“Indeed I am,” Dante said, with a grin. 

“My name is Cassidy Giampaolo and I work for Warden Industries,” the woman answered.

“Nice to meet a beautiful woman like yourself,” Dante remarked. He waited for the moment that the lady would attack him and reveal herself to be some demon. Besides wouldn’t be the first time that a pretty girl turned out to be a demon. First time with Trish, and then with that whole situation with Argus and those secretaries. He just had the worse luck when it came to women. 

“Thank you for the compliment. Please follow me to my office,” Cassidy said formally.

He followed her to the elevator after grabbing his stuff, and shamelessly stared at her figure as they walked. As enticing and beautiful a woman like her was, he was still waiting for when things would get more exciting. Oh well at least he was able to enjoy the scenery before it did. 

The elevator stopped on the twelfth floor and she stepped out, Dante following her. He looked around and looked at the various employees running around the office. The men and women were finally dressed and gave nothing more than a passing glance before focusing on their work again. None of them gave off a bad vibe and made him want to pull out his gear. He focused on the woman’s bouncing cheeks as he led her into her office. 

Her office was neatly cleaned and organized. The books she had in the bookcase organized alphabetically. Behind her desk were a pair of cabinets with small tickets on them from various points of the alphabet. Everything about it screamed business aside from a few mementos here and there.  There was a small little statue in the room and a model of a boat in a glass case. There was a laptop on the counter desk along with a vanilla folder. There were three chairs, two in front of the desk and one behind it.

The woman went to sit behind her desk, as Dante sat down in one of the chairs in front of him. Dante placed his feet on top of her desk and lounged. The woman looked at his feet for a moment before shrugging and going through her files. The silver-haired men hummed a little in surprise. He thought for sure someone as formal and preppy as her would have been annoyed by that, to say the least. Oh well, since she wasn’t bothered by it then.

“Mr. Redgrave as you know you owe our company a considerable debt,” Cassidy said. 

“Yup,” Dante said.

“The initial amount wasn’t much, but the payments you have made over the years along with not meeting the minimum amount has caused it to increase. After seeing the...stunning growth in your debt and the projections we have considered alternatives for you to pay, especially due to you already having immense debts to other people. Especially this...miss who is known as Lady. We’re willing to shoulder your debt if you work for us,” Cassidy said. 

“You do know how much I owe people right?” Dante said as he took his feet off the table and learned forward, looking at her as if she had grown a second head and thirty feet tall. For the first time since he had arrived, he was taking this meeting seriously. His coats cost him a lot of cash for him to replace, costing him now around 9000$. He really wished that the demons would stop and think about how much his stuff cost before they decided to ruin his things. At the very least he was able to take out any annoyance he had on the demons. That wasn’t including the bills he owed for traveling expenses, his meals, and everything else he had to get replaced. 

“We are aware of how much debt you have accumulated,” Cassidy said. “Even with such a...amount, we have deemed it is worth doing so.” 

“And just how long am I going to be working for your company?” Dante asked. “I run an important business and can’t just drop everything or leave it be.

“We know about what your business does and you are still allowed to go out and take them, however, we will be taking a substantial cut. We will also be giving you more work to do, that is related to your business.”

Dante stared at her, just like when he was looking down at a client holding something back from him or lying. Well if they were trying to ease him into this then they were failing miserably. Honestly, he wondered if this company was some leftover remnant of Ourobourses. Sounds likely with all the money these types of places had.

Still, the thought of what it would be like to have an income again came to him, and missed it a little. Days when he didn’t have and could buy as many pizzas and strawberry sundaes as he wanted. When he didn’t have tabs that were for hundreds and if not thousands of dollars. Well, covering his debt and actually getting a constant income would be a plus and not having to wait for his next job when he could get one lined up would be to. 

“Alright fine,” Dante said as he took the pen from her. He quickly signed his name on the line and then placed the pen back down.

“Thank you,” Cassidy said as she took the paperwork and placed it back in her folder. “Now we will deal with your money momentarily.”

She grabbed the mouse on her computer and typed a few things on it. She moved her mouse and then clicked something. She turned back to him and said, “And its taken care of.” 

“That was quite quick of you good looking,” Dante remarked.

“I had the email ready in case you agreed to the contract. And now that we have held our side of the bargain.”

“And if I had said no what then?”

“Then the email wouldn’t have gone out and you would have been left in the position you were in,” Cassidy said. “Now then if you’re going to work for us, you’ll need to dress appropriately and will have to make a few changes to your appearance.”

“Ahh sorry to disappoint such a lovely lady like yourself, but I don’t do monkey suits,” Dante said. “I have my own style and flair in my clothes, and nothing is going to stop that.”

“You won’t be wearing monkey suits, but you will be dressing professionally, whether you like it or not,” Cassidy said with a stern look. 

Dante chuckiled spasmed as if he had just gotten shocked by a demon. He scratched his chest through his shirt, suddenly feeling like he had ants in his clothes. Even in his gloves, he felt they had something crawling in them. He pulled at the top of his gloves to see if there was anything inside but saw there wasn’t. He pulled his gloves off and looked at his hands. They didn’t seem any different, but the feeling told him something was up. 

He narrowed his eyes, something was off his arms. All the hair that had lined his limbs before was gone as if it had been waxed off his body. He didn’t notice at first considering the change was minuscule, but it was still noticeable. The Devil Hunter placed his hands behind his back and rubbed against his scratchy forearms. He didn’t feel a speck of hair on them. Suddenly it seemed to get colder. The air that brushed over his skin was nothing compared to what he had been through, but again it was noticeable. 

“Jeez, can really feel that AC of yours when it kicks in,” Dante said, pretending not to notice the sudden loss of hair on his arms. 

Just had to wait for the big reveal when they would explain everything and then he could react and show them what happened when they tried something.

His clothes started to feel off as if itching powder had been laced in his clothes. 

“What the hell,” Dante muttered, as he shimmied a little more in his seat and pulled at his clothes. He pulled a piece of it and felt like it was tighter as if it was covered in sweat. The cambion wondered what was happening

“You don’t have to try and act casual Mr. Redgrave,” Cassidy said. “Feel free to react to what is happening as you normally would.”

“What are you talking about?” Dante said, trying to wave her off. 

“I have to admit you’re a little smarter then you let yourself be seen as,” the woman said. “I had thought you wouldn’t notice it until later.”

“Transformation?” Dante said with uncharastic seriousness. “What do you mean transformation?”

“Your transformation into your new post,” Cassidy said. “At the start, with what I had in mind only minor stuff is changed. Like the loss of a majority of your body hair. The first major change will be your clothes. If you’re going to work here you’ll need to dress the part as I said earlier. It will be a little awkward considering your current body, but you won’t mind it later.”

Dante opened his mouth to speak when the sudden itchiness of his clothes suddenly got worse as if he had been thrown through a dirt mound. They grew even tighter almost as if they were shrinking. His shirt felt like snakes that were wrapping around his waist. He could feel the tail end of his coat start getting smaller and look over his shoulder to see they were. The red color of his coat seeped into his shirt and started to spread out like juice on a table. Soon his originally black shirt had become the same bright shade of red as his coat had been. Buttons formed down the center of his shirt, from below his neck down to the bottom. A noticeable formal collar appeared around his neck. Defined cuffs formed on the ends of his sleeves. It finished changing into a fine-pressed long sleeve blouse that clung to his body as if it was a size too small. 

“What the hell!” Dante said and pulled at his top. He stood up and walked over to get behind the desk as his pants started to rise higher as if they were starting to shrink.

“Okay babe you’re going to tell me what exactly you’re doing now before I ruin your office,” Dante threatened as his pants now felt like a pair of skinny jeans. 

They crawled up his shins and yet he didn’t stop. When they got past his knees Dante’s legs felt like they were being pulled together by the skirt. He looked down and saw the legs of his pants moved closer together. The skirt tightly forced his legs together and he stumbled for a moment. The pockets on the top of his pants started to close if they were being sewn together. In moments they were completely closed as if they had never been there before. His pants finally stopped turning when they turned into a neat black skirt that reached down to his upper thighs. 

“Out of all the things I ever thought I would have to deal with a wedgie and wearing a skirt was not one of them,” Dante remarked. Momentarily forgetting his prior demands. He pulled the back of his skirt to try and deal with the wedgie but was met with little success. His new pair of undergarments continued to dig into his hindquarters. 

Suddenly he was forced a little higher off the ground and expected to see some demons hands on his feet. Instead, he saw his boots were getting smaller as the same red color appeared on his shoes. The top of his boots got smaller and exposed the top of his feet. The heels finally stopped growing when they were several inches off long. The moment his shoes stopped changing, the socks he had worn underneath started to. His socks started to get higher and change into thin dark brown stockings. They climbed higher up his legs and merged when they reached his waist.

“What the hell! I’m used to getting jumped by something, but this isn’t exactly fit my expectations,” Dante said as he stumbled forward from the new set of red heels he wore. “This is something I never thought I would find myself in.”

“Okay lady I want a full explanation and I want to hear it now,” Dante said as he leaned forward.

“You’re changing because you are now an employee of ours,” Cassidy repeated. “Since you’ll be working for us, you will be meeting those standards.”

“I’m pretty sure you can do that without suddenly changing my wardrobe!” Dante said as the woman started to look larger. He looked around and noticed everything seemed to be getting bigger and realized he was getting smaller. The man finished shrinking when he was a few inches smaller than previously.

“If it was just clothes then maybe not, but it isn’t just your clothes that are changing,” Cassidy replied calmly. 

Dante opened his mouth to demand an answer when his face suddenly went numb as if he was staring down an icy demon again. He could feel his facial structure start shifting around, just like when he transformed into his demon form. Except this time instead of stuff popping, he felt it turn in direction he never considered. He brought his hands up to his lips and poked them, and was baffled by their larger size. He could feel his nose loose the masculine shape to it as it got smaller. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and saw that staring back at him was a face that looked so much like his mother’s he wasn’t sure what to think. It was strange, and he couldn’t think of any sort of witty remark.

He was brought out of his musings when his arms felt like he was dunking them in cold pools of water. He raised his arms and saw that his hands were smaller. The change continued up his arms, slimming down and the muscles they had visibly getting smaller. In mere moments he was left with slim womanly arms, that didn’t look too different from Lady and Trish’s. 

After a moment he looked at the woman with a heavy glare. The anger he felt returned and gave him something to focus on. 

“You’re going to oh!” Dante said as he moved to get in Cassidy’s, only to feel as if someone had slammed him in the gut. He held his stomach and noticed his abs didn’t feel as defined as they were previously. The Devil hunter pressed down again and could feel they were smaller and less defined. Soon he couldn’t feel any trace of the abs they had before was gone and replaced with an athletically fit smooth stomach. 

The moment it was done, his waist started to slim down, almost as if it was caving in on itself. 

He watched it in morbid fascination as it got smaller. He was able to clearly see the change in his body with how tight his top was. It finished changing when he was left with a small thin waist that would never have belonged on his small waist. 

“Nice stomach and waist,” Cassidy commented, staring at his waist. 

“Hey don’t act like this isn’t a big issue lady!” The changing Son of Sparda said. 

Dante jumped as his penis and balls started to tingle. It was as if someone had roughly grabbed them and started to massage them slowly. After several uncomfortable seconds, his manhood started to move. The shaft of his scrotum started to diminish in size, while his balls started to rise. Dante had gone through many strange sensations during his time as a Devil Hunter, but this was something else. The head of his penis moved into his body, making the man groan and fall onto the chair for support. His balls moved inward the moment they were fully inside of him they started to morph into a pair of ovaries. Soon a new pair of womanly privates formed and took their place. Her new entrance was warm and eager for attention. 

Cassidy scooted her chair back and got up, as Dante leaned on her table for support. After all she had been through the pleasurable sensations coursing through her body. Despite her flirty attitude she had with people before she never really gone for more than steamy makeout sessions. The reason being she didn’t want it to get in between her work and didn’t want to have to worry about a kid experiencing the life she had. 

As she leaned there recovering from the sudden change her feet started to feel like they were being crushed by some unseen force. Her feet gave into the changes happening to his body and they started to get smaller. The stockings over them became much more bearable and became cute feminine feet. 

The change continued up her legs, the muscles thinning down there and when it reached her thighs they started growing larger as if the lost mass was returning on her body. Thy swelled larger and larger, arousing the Devil Hunter. The sides of her skirt started to be pushed wider as they did. They rode up her swelling thighs, exposing a little more as they hugged her legs tighter. She had thick sexy thighs that rivaled the dark-haired woman’s.

Right after her legs finished changing, his hips suddenly let out a popping noise as they started widening. The sides of her skirt started to ride up more against her sides and dig into them as they started growing out. The strain on her skirt continued to grow, and it almost felt as it was starting to press down on her hindquarters as they continued to grow. They finished changing when she had wide hips that would add a seductive sway to her gait no matter how hard she tried to walk without one. 

Dante pushed herself off the table as her butt started to feel like someone was massaging it. She turned around and her eyes bugged out when saw her behind growing. The new woman gulped as her bottom cheeks swelled and she placed her hands on them. She could feel the tightness that was there before was still there, but it was becoming easier on her body. Her skirt kept getting pushed out by her behind and dug onto the front of her legs. Her buttocks finally finished growing when it left a noticeable outline in the skirt she now wore and even dug between her cheeks. Much to her dismay, she would have to admit the underwear she had worn before was now much more comfortable.

“Lovely ass miss Redgrave,” Cassidy remarked with an appreciative smile. “You’re going to be watched by everyone in the office I’ll bet.

“You...you…,” Dante started trying to think of something witty to say. Usually, she would be able to throw out some sort of witty insult, but for the life of her, she couldn’t think of anything to say in return. 

The moment the former man had something resembling a rebuttal her chest started to expand. She could only watch in mute horror as small lumps started to form on her chest. The small gloves continued to grow larger in size and become more noticeable. Her chest continued to push her blouse out farther and she could feel some of the buttons straining to keep them in place. The uppermost buttons started to pop off and fall onto the ground, revealing a tasteful look of cleavage to be gazed upon. Her bust’s growth ceased when they became a whopping E-cup breasts that rivaled fully ripe apples. 

Dante shook her head and forced herself to focus upon the one who had caused the changes. She glared at the woman hatefully. She moved forward and lifted her new boss off the ground as if she was little more then a bag of groceries. She blushed slightly at their breasts getting mushed against eachother. She spared a glance down below and blushed in amazement. Despite how big she was, the natural woman in front of her was still larger. She focused on the situation again and focused on the reason for her ire. She demanded hotly. “Listen you bitch You can’t just change me! Turn me back this instant!”

“Let me go, Diana. This is highly unprofessional,” Cassidy said, seemingly nonplussed by the aggressive action of the Devil Hunter

Dante let go of the woman causing her to blink. She hadn’t meant to let him go, and it was as if someone else had taken control of her body and forced her to let go. 

“As for what you said we are well within our rights to change you,” Cassidy said flatly. She pulled out the contract Dante signed and flipped through several pages until she stopped at the one she was looking for. She pulled out a pen and underlined a specific section. After doing so, she held the contract to Dante to take.

Dante took it, and stared at the segment she had just underlined in disbelief. The words kept bouncing in her head. She wanted to smack herself, and the woman in front of her. How could this stupid contract do this? “Is this some sort of demon contract? Is your company made up of demons!”

“No we are not. I’ll give you a little information on the company and its employees. We don’t work for demons. We’re magicians and everyone here is human. We are hired for a multitude of reasons with different divisions for different works. Sometimes we are hired by the governments to help protect magical equipment and act as special forces depending on the situation. When it came to repairing your shop after the Terminigu incident we used our magic to simply repair damaged structure and equipment instead of going out and getting replacements, since its cheaper.”

Dante’s mouth dropped. They just magiced away all the broken stuff and repaired. Lucky bastards. She usually had to deal with losing some cash because of the collateral damage. 

“Well how am I supposed to know you would have done this?” Dante snapped. 

“By reading the document,” Cassidy said slowly as if she was speaking to a rowdy child.

Dante moved to try and rip the document in half, but it was as if all the strength had suddenly left her arms. She tried to summon her demonic power to destory it, but it was as if there was a large wall that stopped her from doing so. She threw it on the ground and moved to step on it, but she couldn’t bring her foot down on it. She picked it up and considered bitting down on it, but her jaw suddenly locked up. 

“You won’t be able to get out of your contract so easily, even with your incredible abilities. Now then Diana since you will be working for this company you’re going to have to change a little about how you act. For starters your need to stand up straight,” Cassidy said. 

Dante squeaked as she stood up straight, eliciting a noticeable bounce from her new bust. She tried to change her stance to a more relaxed one where she was slouched over, but instead she felt more uncomfortable. As if she was trying to contort herself into a pose that would have been impossible for most people. 

“My name is Dante, why are you calling me Diana?” Dante scowled. 

“Would you rather have people know who you are immediately?” The manager questioned, looking at her curiously. 

Dante bit her lip and glared at her. She didn’t want other people to know it was her. She would rather keep some semblance of dignity, despite it being rather low to begin with. Even if she was stuck in a woman’s body. 

“I thought you might.”

“So I take it you do this to everyone who you employee then?” Dante said, wonderiend how many other poor bastards were in similar positions. “In fact, are you even really a woman?”

“I was born a woman and have been ever since. Actually we have a few people who work here who are under the same effects, though they chose voluntarily,” Cassidy replied, glaring at him for the question. 

“Then why did I get the sudden sex change if they weren’t forced into it,” Dante grumbled, and slammed her foo

“Because you owe us, and since you’re going to be working under us, I would rather have a beautiful woman nearby rather than a man. And think it would also serve to give you a little bit of extra motivation to be on your best behavior. 

Oh if she couldn’t get in trouble then she would have wiped that smirk off her face. She didn’t care how sexy or beautiful she was. She lost that protection the moment she started turning her into a curvy gal. Moment this was over and paid she would get her revenge no matter how small and petty it was. 

“Now then we better introduce you to your new coworkers. You’re going to have to get to know everyone here if you’re going to be able to work,” Cassidy said and went to the door and opened it.

Dante gulped as she followed the woman out, not sure what she should say or do in such a situation. The first thing she thought about doing was pulling out her guns and sword and putting them to use, but then where would that leave her in a worst spot. She looked at her weapons and reached out to grab them, but the mere idea to reach out and grab them just couldn’t connect. This stupid bullshit magic was going to annoy her to death. 

She hoped that whatever jobs they had for her they would be big ones that would be able to knock chunks out of her debt. She wasn’t sure how long she would have been able to handle walking around in these heels, even with her demonic abilities. The girls were going to have a field day when they saw her and she could only imagine the response Nero would have to the whole thing. Maybe if she was lucky she would be able to borrow some cash from them and get out of this one.