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New office policy
🕑 Added 2025-02-19 15:17:12 +0000 UTC“It doesn’t matter… I’m going to the board meeting” David shouts at the junior staff as he cringes at his sultry and feminine voice with a thickening Japanese accent. The entire office is in disarray as the familiar musky stench of cum wafts along the corridors where hardworking staff members used to print important documents. Instead, a blonde woman with a mismatching ID card is slumped against the wall with her head tilted back in a daze while her fingers vigorously stroke her pussy in public. “This new policy needs to stop” David grumbles as he tucks his long hair behind his ear and hear his earrings jingle with every step to the elevator on the other end of the office.
“Pffft… diversity?” David scoffs as he catches sight of his reflection and sees an Asian lady staring back with make-up on her face and plump lips. Pressing the button to the highest floor on the office, he grimaces at the sight of his dainty hands and slender fingers suitable for the office job. The familiar hum of the elevator fills the air as David shifts uncomfortably side to side from the sensation of his cum oozing down his leg. Blushing red from the indignity of recently uncontrollably orgasming into his favourite trousers, he fights the urge to side his hands underneath to feel his flat crotch and his puffy pussy lips. “We- We’re p-professionals… don’t need… d-diversity” David stammers as he struggles to pronounce the words property from his thick Japanese accent and hazy mind.
Nearing the top floor, David’s chest starts to tingle, and he starts to become unbearably hot in his business suit. A shiver runs through his body as his sensitive nipples chafe against his white shirt, so he hastily unbuttons the first few to see the changes. “Oh no… it can’t be…” he mumbles in horror, knowing what will soon follow after witnessing a few of his staff experience the safe fate minutes ago. His heart pounds faster as his nipples perk up while his areolas double in size and darken amidst the strange sensation of fat moving under his skin and accumulating in his chest. Biting his lower lip, he suppresses a moan as modest B-cups push out and his spine arches sharply. Wheezing for breath, he feels his skin stretch as his breasts expand into round D-cups within seconds and hangs from his chest like udders. “Oh God… they’re so big…” David groans, cupping them in his hands as his fingers sink into the soft milky flesh while they finally swell into hefty E-cups with a deep cleavage in between. Looking down at the heavy orbs on his chest. David blushes at the sight of them almost bursting out of his business suit and reminds himself to find a more suitable shirt for tomorrow.
“ついに [F-Finally…]” David mumbles in fluent Japanese as the elevator doors slowly opens to reveal a corridor filled with marble and expensive artwork. A shiver races down his spine as all his bodily hair disappears, leaving his skin smooth and sensitive with a creamy oriental hue matching his new ethnicity. David takes a few seconds to fix his long jet-black hair and readjust his trousers to hide the recent stains before walking to the conference room.
“Excuse me, ma’am… you don’t have access to this floor” a guard says as he steps in front of the doors. Taken aback by his looming size over his petite height, David staggers in shock and fumbles for words in his limited English vocabulary.
“Tony… it’s me… Hana--- David…” David blurts out before pulling out his ID card from his trousers pocket straining against his wide child-bearing hips. The guard’s eyebrow raises as he checks the ID card and glances back at the busty Asian woman with her cleavage clearly visible between her business suit. Stepping aside, the guard lets her pass as she hastily enters the conference room in the middle of a board meeting.
“すみません [excuse me]… ahem… excu--- excuse me!” Hana shouts in her soft and feminine tone as the other board members turn to look at her. Their eyes instantly lock onto her jiggling breasts and doll-like face, but she ignores their stares and slams the table in anger. It takes a few seconds for Hana to notice that only half the board members are sitting around the table as busty girls kneel at their laps greedily slurping on their cocks and asking for more. “Me… no like… diver--sity…” Hana mumbles clumsily as she notices the CEO’s ID card in the pocket of a blonde bimbo greedily licking her lips full of cum. Realizing her mistake, Hana steps back towards the door, but it locks closed and the intoxicating smell of cum wafts to her nose, making her head tingle.
"Me... want... fix--- fuuuck... fuuuck-uuu" Hana pants breathlessly as her flustered desperation turns to arousal as she watches the blonde CEO greedily swallow another mouthful of cum. Her mind becomes increasingly empty as the experience and knowledge of the business twists into the different ways to pleasure a man within seconds. A man approaches Hana and gropes her huge breasts, making her shiver with excitement as she gazes at him submissively, like the lowly international hire she joined the company to be. "Me... want..." Hana coos, spreading her pussy lips apart as juices ooze out and her eyes lock onto the man's throbbing cock inches away from her slit.
Hana inhales sharply as the mans' girthy cock spreads her tight pussy lips apart and starts to pound her relentlessly, causing her breasts to jiggle in unison. She uses her warm vaginal walls to coat his dick with juices as she feels him push deeper into her until a hot gush of cum fills her insides in a split second. "Mmmph... more..." Hana giggles happily at the opportunity to join the company and climb the ranks because they needed more diversity.
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Sorry for the delay! Still trying to find / catch up on all the images and stories I lost. I hope to get the Valentines story(s) out as soon as I can! I hope you enjoy this one for now!
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Dropkick wombat
Thanks!
Jo
I really like this one!
