Lamy Writing Attempt 1

You’ve just gotten hired at a company after months of searching for a job. It’s been a while since you’ve worked, but they decided to give you a chance regardless. You weren’t fully sure of all the details, but it seemed to be a simple insurance company, like the ones you’ve worked in the past. They also seemed to offer good workplace benefits, with lots of PTO, health insurance, dental insurance, retirement benefits, everything one could desire.
The division you were assigned to was the life insurance division, a fairly small division, with maybe 4 other workers, and a beautiful blue haired boss. Your boss introduces herself as Yukihana Lamy, she tells you that she’s been working at the company for plenty of years now and knows the ins and outs of life insurance. The first couple of days are pretty bland, it’s just standard company policy and rules and explaining why the work you’re doing is important. However, you’re able to focus fair fine through the mundaneness due to your experienced boss knowing what you really need to know, but the one thing you notice is that she has some of the most captivating eyes you’ve ever seen. Initially, you found them quite odd that they’re yellow, but she explained that they’re all natural and are a familial trait. The biggest strain while learning the ropes is that you consistently find yourself in a trance looking in her eyes, so you have to remember to look slightly not into her eyes in order to truly focus.
A few weeks have passed, and it’s been a great time working at the company, but a customer just came in complaining about the rates of the company. You sat down to have a talk with them, but they consistently kept rambling to you without really listening to what you’re saying. Thankfully, Lamy came in and explained to the customer that she’s your boss and that you can be dismissed from the room as she’ll deal with the customer. You sit back at your desk and you hear the room where the customer and Lamy were in, get continuously quieter, and soon, you hear nothing from the room. Lamy soon comes out of the room and explains to you that she talked to the customer and managed to convince him to stay with the company. You’re relieved that Lamy was able to maintain a customer and that nothing you said ticked them off more. You then hear the door where Lamy and the customer were talking, open again, and you see a glint of blue hair turn the corner from the room and flash out of sight. You brush it off, thinking it was just Lamy’s hair in front of you causing you to mistake it for another blue entity.
A few months have now passed, the customer and Lamy interaction has happened multiple times now, each time, you start to think that your eyes aren’t playing tricks on you. You decided to ask Lamy about it, but she insists that your eyes are playing tricks on you, while trying to stare deeply into your eyes, of course, you naturally avoided eye contact with her. A few days have passed since that interaction, and you come across some files late into the night. You’re not sure what the files are, so you take a look inside and find something shocking. There are thousands of names listed, presumably customers, with a bunch of their information. It seems normal, but as you file through the papers, you start realizing that a lot of the join dates are getting further and further into the past, some even being into the late 1800s. You initially try to dismiss it as a list of historical customers, but you remember that you’ve seen a lot of those names on a spreadsheet earlier in the day. You head back to your computer to try and check, but you see Lamy’s eyes glint in the monitor reflection. You turn around shocked to see your boss still at work as you thought she left. She asks you, “What are you looking up, anon? It’s pretty late so I thought you might’ve decided to head home.” You quickly respond that you were picking up your things when you came across a folder of files and looked inside and that you saw a bunch of customer information that seemed wrong with a bunch of old dates. Lamy seems to stare intently into your eyes, trying to make direct eye contact with you. She asks with a serious tone, “Are you sure you saw it right? You might’ve mistaken it for something else, it is late after all.” You insist that you saw it right and that you were just gonna check on the computer before leaving. Lamy gets closer to you, practically forcing eye contact, and soon grabs your head with her thin hands and forces your head still. You can feel her cold breath on your face while staring directly into her eyes. A trancelike numbing feeling begins to come over your body, which begins to terrify you as you’ve never felt like this before. Lamy gets even closer, and draws near your ears and whispers, “Ahhhh, so you know now, I hoped to keep it away for a while longer so I could explain, but I have no choice now.” She reels away from your ear, and goes back to maintaining eye contact with you. Your body feels extremely cold and numb, denying any form of resistance towards Lamy. Lamy pulls in again and puts her lips on your forehead. You begin to feel your shins thin out, your fingernails begin to grow out, a loose belt has appeared on your waist, but you feel your body get warmer. You realize that a coat has appeared on you, your shirt has tightened on you, and your legs feel nearly covered except for a spot between a newly found skirt and thigh highs. You quickly realize that you’ve become the spitting image of Lamy. Lamy then reels closer and whispers even softer, “Welcome, Lamy”.