A day's work

At some point in the future, here will be an event, where you can choose what you want to do. For now there is not enough content to provide that in a meaningful way. As an excuse, this chapter is a bit longer than the previous ones. I hope it will meet your expectations anyways. Stay tuned.

Part 1: Your first case

She's right. As you scan your work computer screen and launch the program, no questions remain unanswered. You have an email account with a welcome email. And a small "3" on a red square. Full of enthusiasm, you click on the "3" and get your first ticket displayed.

As you see the predicament the first customer is in, you immediately grab the phone. You're already considering calling an ambulance when someone finally answers. You hear someone moaning in the background and call out,

"Hello? Can you hear me? Hello?" When no one answers and only the sweet moaning continues, you continue.

"The Prostate Vibe XL has an emergency stop. If you firmly press the small black area sticking out of your rear end in the center, it should turn off." You wait a few seconds for a response.

"Did you hear me?" After a few more seconds, you hear a loud, drawn-out moan from the other end of the line, followed by a panting

"Finally."

"Is everything alright?" After a few more seconds, someone picks up the phone and answers.

"Thanks. This thing's still inside me, but thanks anyway."

"Before I can help you, a few routine questions. Are you okay?"

"If I have to."

"You're 18 years old, Nomy?"

"Yes."

"You have the Prostate Vibe XL and are having trouble getting it out?"

"Do I have to answer that?"

"You don't need to be embarrassed, I just want to be on the safe side so I can help you correctly and avoid any further awkward situations."

"Okay."

"You have the Prostate Vibe XL and are having trouble getting it out?"

A short sigh is followed by a slightly annoyed "Yes."

"I'm sending you a muscle relaxant right now. It will help you remove the toy relatively easily."

"Relatively easily?"

"Have you had regular anal sex?"

A brief silence, then her voice almost cracks. "My girlfriend has a very large penis, and I wanted to save my first time for later, so I thought anal would be a good idea, but I was too tight. Then my girlfriend gave me the toy so I could practice on my own, and now I'm stuck here."

"You might want to get an additional medium-sized toy to prepare for the XL version."

The next reply came across as rather annoyed. "I've already thought of that, thanks."

"I sent the relaxant by drone. The package should be at your doorstep by now."

"Just a minute."

After a brief silence, she speaks up again. "Got it, what now?"

"Put the paste on your finger and then smear it around the plug. Wait a minute, relax, and take it out."

"Okay, I'll lay you aside for a moment."

You first hear a click and then rustling in the background. After about a minute, she starts moaning and cursing. A short time later, there's a thud. It sounds like the plug has fallen out.

"Are you okay, Nomy?"

It takes a moment, but then she speaks up again.

"Finally, the monster is out."

"Can I ask you a few more questions about your experience? To help us improve our products?"

"Not really, I'm pretty exhausted right now and just want to sleep."

"Everything's fine, I just sent you a second package as a little gift from Futoy. If i were you i'd like to try the Prostate Vibe XL on your girlfriend now."

You literally hear her smiling "Good idea."

"Have a nice day, feel free to check out our online shop."

"Thank you, bye."

You hang up the phone and are glad you helped her. Never had anything up your butt before and trying the Prostate Vibe XL, some people have bad ideas.

Part 2: The development department

You were just about to open the next ticket when there was a sudden knock at the door. Laura answered without looking up. "Yes, please?" The door opened and the petite girl from the subway came in. "Hi, Laura. Could I borrow the new one for a moment?"

Laura frowned slightly. "Hi Milly, what for?"

"We have something new in development, and Lula's biometric data is a perfect match for further testing."

Laura sighed. "I'll expect her back here after lunch. Useful!"

"That'll be plenty of time. Thank you." She turned her face toward you. "Are you coming?"

You stood up and followed her out of the room. Milly set a steady pace, and you had to hurry to keep up. "Sorry to rush. We want to conduct the tests properly, so I'd rather go a bit faster now so we have more time for the work."

You were a little concerned. "What kind of tests are they?"

"Ah, excuse me. I work in the toy development department. Every three months we launch something new, and of course, it has to be extensively tested beforehand. We have a database of all employees with their personal data. This allows us to quickly find the right test subject. Today it's about the Cockrock 3.0."

Your cock instantly becomes semi-hard. You have the Cockrock 2.0 at home, and it's your favorite sex toy. "Will you show me the one with the new features, and I can take it home, or how does that work?"

"Oh no, you can't take it home; it's a prototype. Besides, we have the necessary measuring equipment here to make an objective assessment."

"I'll use it here at work?"

"Don't worry, we have the perfect environment for that. If you'd like, someone from our department can even help you using it." You instantly turn bright red. "Uh, thanks, but I think it'll be fine as is." No sooner have you finished speaking than you've reached the end of a corridor.

Before she opens the door, she adds "I would volunteer" and winks at you.

Without waiting for an answer, she opens the door, walks through it, holds it open for you, and then closes it behind you. You find yourself in what you would most likely describe as a laboratory. Only somehow cozier. In one corner is a sofa with a television. The majority of the room is occupied by lab benches, and all but one of the walls are covered by cabinets. The one free wall has a window spanning its entire width, in front of which stands a kind of counter. Through the window, you can see a typical bedroom. On closer inspection, you notice that next to the window is a small door leading into the bedroom.

In addition to Milly and you, there are three other women in the large room. Two women are relaxing on the sofa, and one is sitting at the counter overlooking the bedroom, flipping through a clipboard.

Milly breaks the silence and calls into the room, "Look who I brought!"

The two people on the sofa are deep in conversation and barely look up. The woman with the clipboard, however, raises her head with delight and hurries toward you. She pointedly ignores the hand you extend and hugs you enthusiastically, almost inappropriately, but only almost. After the hug, she holds you in front of her by her long arms. Only then do you notice that Brenda is standing before you.

"I didn't even recognize you, with that lab coat and everything."

Brenda beams at you and strikes a pose. "Looking good, right?"

Before you can answer, Milly interrupts. "We don't have time for pleasantries right now, time's running out."

Brenda's expression becomes serious. "Milly's right. Time is running out. Please follow me to the testing room." Brenda strides ahead so quickly you can barely keep up. It must be great to have such long legs. Just as you walk through the door, you see Milly position herself in front of the glass. When you enter the testing room, you notice that instead of a window, there's a completely ordinary wall with a picture on it.

Puzzled, you look at Brenda. "How does that work?"

Brenda follows your gaze and smiles. “I’m no expert myself, but it’s sort of a hologram.” Appropriately impressed, you raise your eyebrows. You’re still thinking about how the wall works when Brenda changes the subject. “So, back to the topic at hand. You have a changing room here. You’ll find the toy on the side table next to the bed. As for how it works, simply insert your flaccid penis and testicles all the way in and press the start button on the side. The rest happens automatically. Any questions?”

“If I any questions come up, can you hear me?”

“Of course, we can see and hear everything.” For a moment, you thought you saw a suggestive wink, but you might have imagined it.

In the changing room, there are lockers for your clothes, and a silk bathrobe hangs on a hook. After changing, you climb onto the bed and take a closer look at the toy. Nothing special about it from the outside. You try to look inside the opening, but can't see anything without a flashlight. Once you're comfortable, you insert your flaccid penis into the toy. A little nervously, you press the button on the side. The first thing you notice is a barely perceptible vibration and a soft whirring sound. Shortly after, the toy's opening closes around the base of your cock. For a moment, something that feels like a tongue glides over your penis from the shaft all the way to the head. You're amazed at how soft and moist it feels. Gradually, more and more tongues join in. Until your penis feels as if it's surrounded by five women, all trying to lick it at once. Within seconds, your cock has reached its maximum hardness. You already feel like you're in heaven, and soft moans escape your throat. Just a moment later, the tip of your cock is enveloped by something incredibly tight and wet. And although the material presses so firmly against your glans, it's so moist and soft that you gasp. Very slowly, the foreign object moves up and down your cock. It feels like you're being ridden by the woman with the tightest vagina in the world. Just when you think the sensation can't get any more intense, a very slight vacuum is created, and a kind of massage device begins working on your testicles. That's the point at which you cum, and a loud groan escapes your lips. With every second, the device milks more sperm from your cock, prolonging the climax until you can't stand it any longer and press the off button.

You suddenly realize you're dizzy and panting. Did you just forget to breathe? You let go of the toy and it falls onto the bed. A short time later, Brenda comes through the door. "So? How was it?"

"Breathtaking," you reply stammeringly, still trying to catch your breath.

"Okay, get changed again. We're done for now."

You're surprised. "No questionnaire or anything like that?"

Brenda smiles. "We have sensors everywhere here to collect all the relevant data we need. Your impressions are too subjective. We've found that meaningful, objective metrics are better to reliably determine pleasure."

You're amazed at how advanced everything is. "It's probably no coincidence that Futoy is the market leader in this segment."

Brenda nods approvingly. "Our research puts us years ahead of the other companies."

Once you are fully dressed again, you say goodbye to Brenda and Milly and head back.

Part 3: Lunch break

It's lunchtime. You head towards the cafeteria, curious to see who you'll meet. After getting your food, you look around the cafeteria, wondering which table to sit at. There are four large tables, each with ten seats. At one of the tables sit two women who seem friendly. One is shorter and petite with black hair, the other is taller and curvier, but also has black hair. You walk towards them, and when you're standing in front of them, you look at them questioningly.

"Is it okay if I join you? It's my first day." They both look at you, briefly taken aback, until the shorter one replies suggestively,

"Fresh meat is always welcome." She immediately receives an elbow to the ribs from her neighbor.

"Don't let her intimidate you. Lena is known for her bad jokes." You try in vain to suppress a smile. The two of them make a funny duo. As soon as you're seated, the taller one immediately tells you that they both work in sales and only meet at headquarters once a week.

"So? Which markets are you responsible for?" The shorter one, named Lena, opens her mouth and starts to babble, but Gianna interrupts her.

"Lena here is responsible for setting up a new sales market. Ever heard of Tupperware parties?" I nod, signaling that she can continue.

"Well, then there's not much to explain. Lena throws parties and hires people who are then supposed to throw parties too. Classic pyramid scheme." Now Lena cuts her off. "Multi-Level-Marketing!!! You know that perfectly well. Pyramid schemes aren't allowed." Gianna looks appropriately contrite and continues.

"Sweet little Lena looks so innocent, but the parties always end in an orgy." You were expecting an objection at this point, but Lena looks more radiant than ever and is practically bursting with pride.

"Not everyone can be as professional and charming as our Gianna. She woos the big clients. Mainly online shops and wholesalers." As you swallow the next bite of your food, you reply that both sound very interesting. Lena looks at her watch and suddenly jumps up.

"Come on, Gianna, we wanted to go to the development department and pick up some test toys. They're supposed to have something really special there." Gianna blushes slightly but also gets up and calls out to you as she walks,

"It was Nice to meet you, see you next time."

Barely two minutes later, you've finished your food and head back to your department.

Part 4: Your second case

You click on the ticket-button and get your next customer displayed.

As you read this complaint, you can't help but frown and mutter to yourself, "What are we supposed to do about that?!" Your supervisor, Laura, thought you had addressed her and looked at you across the desk.

"Sorry, that was a little monologue. I have a customer here who's complaining that our toys are too good. What do we do about something like that?"

Laura thinks for a moment and answers. "We have a safe with a time-lock key. You could sell her one of those. Then she can lock away the problematic toy for a pre-set time and then use it again."

"Great idea, sales, and a satisfied customer. Sounds good. I'll take care of it right away." You immediately pick up the phone to call Karen. After barely one ring, someone answers on the other end.

"Yes, hello?"

"Hello, this is Lula from Futoy customer support, I am currently processing your complaint."

"Ah, hello. Well, complaint isn't quite accurate," the customer exclaimed. "The machine is simply too good. I'm using it daily, several times a day. I was usually quite easy to please, but this device has me completely under its spell. The moment I put it down, i'm already thinking about when I'll use it next. And that's usually not far off." As the customer speaks, she becomes increasingly agitated. "This toy is starting to affect my everyday life, you know. I have to work. My children are adults, but they have a habit of coming in through the back door without knocking. There's already been an unpleasant incident. Can you help me with that somehow?

You take a short breath before replying. "I can recommend a safe with a timer lock. It's very good for weaning yourself off it gradually. You could start with a 2-hour timer, then 4, and so on, until you're back to your usual 24-hour time. Does that sound like a good suggestion?"

A brief silence from the other end. "That could work, how quickly would it be available?"

"If you'd like, I could send it by drone right now for a fee. It would arrive in about 30 minutes. You'd have time for one last use before locking the toy away."

"Yes, please do so. Send it off immediately."

"May I ask you a few more questions about your satisfaction with the device?"

"Not necessary, please don't improve the device any further. When all three pleasure centers of our futanari are stimulated simultaneously in such an exquisite way, the brain simply shuts down. The accompanying onahole, in particular, is otherworldly. I'm getting another erection, I have to go now. Thank you so much.

Before you could even reply, she had already hung up.

Part 5: Your third case

Something about the next ticket gives you an odd vibe. Ordering an onahole with a medium size and having a 24 cm cock is mildly weird.

The phone rings for almost a minute before someone answers.

“Who is this?”

“This is Lula, I work in Futoy’s support department and I’m responding to your complaint.”

“Ah, finally someone’s answering. I’ve always used size M onaholes. I can usually stretch them so they fit around my penis. They’re tighter then. I find that more exciting.”

“Ah, that’s probably the problem. Our onaholes are made of a much firmer material than average. This means you don’t have to go for the wrong size to get a tight fit. The special thing is that the materials are different on the inside and outside. Once you’ve tried one in the right size, you’ll understand what I mean.”

“Well, you’ve piqued my interest. Sounds like you’ve used them yourself?”

“Today is my first day at work, but we all get the entire product range sent to us before starting so we know what we're talking about from day one.”

“Which toy would you recommend?”

“I'm a huge fan of the Cockrock 2.0. It'll blow your mind.”

“Thanks for the recommendation, I'll check it out on your website when I get a chance. When can I expect a replacement onahole?”

“I'll send the drone out right away. It should arrive in about 20 minutes. You can keep the old onahole. Maybe you know someone who's less well-endowed than you.”

“Good idea, thanks, bye.”

The customer hung up before you could deliver your line about the product improvements. But since she hadn't even used the onahole yet, it would have been pointless anyway.