[SPECIAL STORY] The Allison Dairy Enterprises Beach Special!

Months Into The Main Story

"I can't believe I fucking agreed to this..." Monica thought to herself. She gave herself a pose in front of the wooden dressing stall's mirror. There was no doubt in her mind the Brand Adjuster went out his way to organize this corporate beach photo shoot just to see some exposed tits and ass. It wasn't mandatory, but Anna told her it could be fun, besides the fact it came with a nice bonus check.

"Can you stop moving?" Anna was behind her trying to put a cowbell around her neck and fix the detachable horns. It was all part of the outfit for the shoot.

"Anna, is this really necessary?" Monica sighed, annoyed. She couldn't believe this whole marketing idea was even approved.

"Well, if it's any consolation, the guys are in worse positions, they're wearing jockstraps." Anna said.

"That is worse." Monica laughed.

"Rumor is, Winslow in HR told the Brand Adjuster there would have to be a little bit of equality
between the sexes, which means everyone is in a skimpy outfit. Not just the girls." Anna finished fastening the bell.

"Well, that's good at least. Though, I wish they didn't make this so tight." Monica's cow spotted one-piece was a size too small for her. Her hips really flared out. Not to mention, her figure has gotten a bit thicker since she became a secretary, it is true what people say about sit-down jobs. Hopefully nobody would comment on it.

"It makes your ass look bigger, Monnie. Maybe that's the cost of sitting down all day as a secretary." Anna teased.

"Fuck you." Monica rolled her eyes. Of course her best friend would read her mind.

"At least you have curves! Dr. Verlax has me running around all day, my toned body doesn't even fill out this bikini!" Anna sighed. Monica gave her friend a look over. Unlike her, Anna had a bikini, same design, but it was definitely the right size, not small and tight.

"You're fine, Anna. Let's just get this over with." Monica sighed.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm done. Let's go, it's almost time." Anna and Monica left the wooden stalls, and they could hear the commotion outside the tent.

The sun was shining and the waves crashed along the beach. The girls stepped out onto the white sands, the sun reflecting brightly.