A warm and friendly welcome.

As Josh finished the short walk from the bus stop to the office building he worked in, he took the time to check out his fellow pedestrians. The men he walked by were uniformly tall and in good shape. Some more than him some less so, but it was still impressive. The women by contrast were all positively tiny, but equally fit. To his surprise though he didn't pass any women helping a man with his erection. Granted it was still early and people were in a rush to get to work, and of course not every man couldn't hide his erection. He was still a little disappointed not to see his rules in action from the outside.

When he got to work though he quickly changed his tune. The building was as cold and uninviting as ever but as he walked in he was greeted with a number of fun changes to his world.

Firstly was a woman he vaguely recognized helping a man he was pretty sure worked in accounting. The two sat in a pair of the chairs set out for guests to sit in. She was quite the beauty with her wavy auburn hair, hourglass figure, adorable smattering of freckles and tight blouse and skirt that showed off her figure while remaining professional. The man on the other hand was the definition of plain with his mousy hair, weak chin and wispy mustache. Even his prick was below average. The thing that jumped out to Josh, as the woman hurriedly jerked him off, was how different the dynamic between them was when compared to him and Lavanya. Where Lavanya was practically in a trance as she pleasured him this woman seemed to deeply dislike this man. She refused to look at him as she worked with a cold, hard expression. And where Josh had received everything short of actual intercourse this man was having to settle for a hurried handy. She didn't even deign to use both hands.

Josh felt slightly bad for the man, but at the same time his ego inflated. When a woman helped him she was pulled into a lustful stupor with a single glimpse of his cock while this man was stuck with an absentminded jerking from a cold fish.

As the man began to breathe heavily the woman rolled her eyes before catching Josh looking at her. Her face colored and he began to worry she was offended by his scrutinizing gaze. Instead though she smiled slightly and gave him a wave before whispering something to another woman (Josh wanted to say she was in legal.) The other woman snapped her gaze from her phone up to him then began to speak animatedly in a low voice with her auburn haired companion.

This was the second change Josh noticed. Before today almost everyone kept to themselves, barely ever giving him a second glance. It was a by-product of the **** competitiveness and stress they all had to deal with. Even if that wasn't the case people never really paid attention to the code monkeys unless something was going wrong. Now though almost everyone noticed his arrival. Many waved. Others simply watched him with interest. Almost all of them had something to say to their coworkers.

The last thing he noticed was the front desk. It now had a strange, crenelated shape with two taller sections surrounding a far lower section. On this lower section sat a keyboard as well as the check-in forms for guests. At this section sat a tiny version of Amber the receptionist. Amber was one of the few coworkers Josh could honestly say he liked. She was bubbly, friendly, vivacious and charismatic. Chatting with her was a positively delightful way to start the day. She was also a huge flirt. At first Josh suspected she may have had the hots for him, but after a few weeks it became clear she was like that for anyone more attractive than Quasimodo. Which was an immense let down as Amber was equally alluring physically and temperamentally. She had smooth, clear, rosy skin, sparkling, cerulean eyes and a fabulous mane of golden curls. Her body was a delightful spoon shape with narrow shoulders, a thin waist and small breasts that contrasted bewitchingly with her wide hips. Best of all she knew exactly how to dress to show this delightful form off. Her skirts, she never wore pants, hugged her waist to show off her narrow middle while simultaneously tightly conforming to her delectably round bottom. Her colorful blouses were similar in their form fitting philosophy. They freely showed off her stomach's definition, spine's curve and breasts' swell and always seemed to sport a pattern that accentuated all three. Josh also suspected she wore nothing but push-up bras to help form the small window of cleavage she always seemed to have on display for whatever eyes were present.

As normal she waved. A playful, coquettish act that involved her wiggling her thin fingers from a still hand. She favored him with her traditional, impish smile (now with an increasingly familiar edge of nervousness). The act put cute dimples in her pinchable cheeks giving her a girlish charm. Josh suspected she was the type of woman who would look eighteen until she turned forty. Then she parted her pink lips and spoke to him in her high, sugar coated voice.

"Hey there Josh!" Her voice was a purr that spoke to some part of his lizard brain, promising unearthly delights to whoever won her heart."Today's the big day, huh?"

"I guess so." He said. He wished he could be a suave and articulate masculine foil for her. But even now he couldn't quite keep his feet under himself around her.

"There's no need to be modest Mr. Big-shot." Her giggle was the sound of angelic bells. "But in all seriousness you're the only guy I can remember who's actually managed to get that two year promotion. You should be proud. I know I am."

He blushed as he muttered a quick thank you.

"I'm serious. I feel like my beautiful little boy is all grown up now." She said running her eyes over him. "Well okay my beautiful gigantic boy. But still it seems like only yesterday I was giving you your security badge and welcoming you to team Vermilion."

He rubbed the back of his head as he muttered. "You do know I'm older than you, right?" Admittedly he was only two years older than her, not that any one would believe that.

"Oh don't get all formal on me now. I really prefer Josh to Mr. West." She said before feinting a thoughtful pose. "Well maybe when we're alone... Nah, Mr. Big-shot is more fitting, isn't it?" Her eyes focused openly on his crotch before looking up at him and openly winking.

Josh was blown away by her openly sexual remark. Sure she was a flirt, there was no denying that, but this was a whole other level. He felt his cock twitch and it was only by the grace of Lavanya's service he didn't immediately become hard. Then it occurred to him. His rules were retroactive. So Amber had almost certainly helped him before giving her the chance to get acquainted with the massive dick, titanic balls, preposterous cum shots and savory seed he gave himself. So it may simply be that this was what she was like when she was sincere in her flirtations. Josh fruitless swallowed hard in suddenly his dry throat. He wasn't totally sure he'd be able to handle this everyday. Of course he was going to try. What red blooded man (or woman for that matter) wouldn't at least try.

"So real quick, did anyone show you to your new office yesterday?" Amber asked, giving him a hungry look.

"Uh, no." Josh had no idea whether that was true or not, but he definitely didn't know where his new office was.

"Okay then! I've been looking for an excuse to stretch my legs." She quickly rolled her tiny chair back before playfully kicking her smooth, elegant, stocking clad legs for him. She then hopped down from her chair. With this her shortness was on open display. Before his rules she was already on the short side. Now if it weren't for her heels she was probably only 3' 8".

She placed a sign that read "Please Wait: The Receptionist Will Return Shortly." on her desk, then clicked on her tasteful yet strappy heels over to the elevator. He swore there was an exaggeration to her hip's sway that ensured his gaze was locked on the outline of her ass in her tight, short shirt. A skirt that had no visible pantylines. Josh's spent member twitched once more. When she reached the elevator she swiped her clearance card to summon it. She then turned to him to beckon with a single curling finger. It was only then that Josh realized he hadn't taken a step to follow her. He blushed once more before slinking over to her.

As the two entered the elevator Josh's eyes ran over the people still in the lobby. Almost everyone seemed upset. The men, as well as Janet the openly gay HR rep, all had a look of envy blazing in there eyes. The women, minus Janet, were all uniformly staring at Amber in barely veiled contempt. In particular the auburn haired woman and her friend from before were having an animated discussion. While he couldn't read lips he was pretty sure he caught the words "What a slut."

As the elevator doors closed Amber spoke.

"Don't mind them Mr. Big-shot. The men are just jealous of... well." As she spoke she stretched in a way that just happened to push out her chest giving him a lovely view down her blouse. He tried not to stare but he couldn't help himself. His cock pushed it's way to a semi-hard state, but still couldn't quite find it's way to full hardness after it's powerful orgasm. "I'm sure you can figure out why the guys wish they were in your shoes."

"Don't forget about Janet." He said, pulling his eyes away from the valley of her small breasts.

"I know." Amber said sadly. "If the poor thing would just make a move I'd probably at least go out with her a few times." Josh was surprised by that and felt his eyebrows lift unconsciously. "Don't be so surprised big guy." She giggled. "And don't be too jealous. Just because I'd be open to a cute girl every now and then doesn't mean I'm not here for you." She gave him another playful wink causing blood to rush to his face and cock. "As for the other women I think most of them are just scared you're going to pick me and not them."

"Pick them?" He asked before instantly realized his question was dumb.

"For your PA, genius." She chuckled out before sticking his tongue out at him. "They're all at least a little eager to hitch their wagons to you. Since it's clear you're a stallion who's going places." With this she eyed his groin again, a fairly easy task given it was only a little below her eye level. She seemed a little frustrated for a brief moment before smiling again and continuing to coo softly. "Have you thought of anyone yet? I hope you have since today's the day."

That fact hit Josh like a ton of bricks. He had to pick today. And since for him this choice was one that had only existed for a few minutes he hadn't thought about it. His next words spilled out before he could stop himself.

"How about you?" He tried to make his voice teasing as he spoke, but it still sounded a little too sincere to be a joke.

"Oh..." She said softly. She paused for a moment before speaking. Josh couldn't help but be proud of the slight blush dusting her cheeks. "I mean... If you wanted me, I wouldn't say no, but..."

As she trailed off Josh filled the silence.

"It's alright Amber. You can say what you want to. You've always given me good advice." As he spoke she looked away from him looking flattered and flustered in equal measure.

"Thanks for saying that Josh." She practically whispered not even glancing at him until she decided to make her point. "If you chose me I'd work my hardest for you. I promise you that, if it's what you decide. But I'm not sure I'd be useful. Sure I could handle the personal life stuff. Like how hard is it to schedule a haircut?" She asked rhetorically before continuing. "But I'm all thumbs with computers. I'm not sure I'd be worth it. Plus I'm pretty content where I am. Being a receptionist is fun and it gives me my evenings free to have fun or pick up some freelance modeling gigs."

"You model?" Josh was surprised. He'd never heard that before.

"Oh!" She had the look of a girl who just got caught elbow deep in the cookie jar. "I do. Please don't go spreading that around. I really like modeling, but I'm a little hippy for high fashion tastes." She shook her hips a little at that. Josh had to ardently disagree with the fashion world on that. "So I mostly do free lance stuff. It pays well and it's nice to feel pretty. But I play it pretty close to the chest. A lot of it's stuff like swimsuits or underwear. It's not porn or anything but it's a little racier than I'd want my co-workers to see. I might be a tease, but I draw the line at being fap material."

Josh chuckled at that. If one of those same coworkers got hard in front of her she'd probably be fine helping them get off, but didn't want to be used as a masturbation aid in their homes. The human psyche was a funny and mysterious thing.

"No problem." He mimed zipping his lips at her. Earning another light, effeminate giggle.

"Thanks Mr. Big-shot. You are as magnanimous as you are successful. And if you can keep a secret who knows maybe you'll find a few fun pictures in your in-box." Another twitch that couldn't fully parlay to an erection rocked his manhood.

They relaxed for a moment in the elevator. A comfortable moment that ended all too soon when the elevator finally reached the eleventh floor. Josh smirked realizing he had literally moved up in life from the floor seven bullpen. As the door slid open Amber spoke again taking on a prerecorded cadence.

"Floor eleven. Administration. Employee lounge. And handsome, young studs with new, private offices." She giggled again before leading him down the hallway to the left. Again Josh's eyes were suddenly glued to her lovely backside that was definitely swaying more than was necessary this time. He found it a little difficult to not out pace her diminutive steps, but found the effort worth his while. He couldn't stop himself from wondering if she was actually going commando.

They finally reached an office whose sign lacked the more permanent faux copper insert and instead had a paper insert that read "Josh West - Senior IT Technician." He chuckled at that. Still, even though he knew this office was only the result of his new rules he still felt pretty proud.

"And here we are." Amber said as she opened the door before letting him enter. There were a few boxes laying on the strange desk that dominated the room. It was a two-seater. One chair was large and in front of a regular computer. The other was small and in front a computer with a smaller keyboard clearly designed for smaller hands. It also had the phone on that side. It didn't take Josh long to figure out that it was for him and his PA. He was a little confused as to why the desk was designed for them to sit next to each other and not face to face as was traditional. But on the other hand it would give her a view of his lap meaning she'd be unable to avoid seeing any hard-ons he got.

Other than that the office was fairly normal. A decent size with large windows giving him a nice view of the city and letting in plenty of natural light. He wasn't really impressed with the boring, neutral grey the walls were painted with. But at least the black desk and computers didn't clash with it.

The boxes looked like they contained his personal effects. Either he or security must have moved them up.

As he looked back at Amber, still standing at the threshold, he caught her staring at his ass and then his crotch before she snapped her head up to meet his gaze. For a moment she seemed disappointed in something, but managed to smile before she spoke.

"So I guess this is where we part ways for now." She said, swaying slightly. "If you need anything from me just give me a call." The way she said anything made Josh wonder if the women in the lobby were right about Amber.

"Okay I will." He promised.

"And don't forget to make your choice. I think I heard them say they were emailing a form to you." She said more seriously.

"I will. Don't worry."

"And like I said if you think of anything at all. Call me." She made a phone gesture at him. With one last defeated glance at his loins she gently closed the door. In the silence that followed Josh heard one last remark.

"Man someone sure did a number on him this morning. All I got was a few twitches. I hope he hasn't found a girlfriend yet." Then as he heard her beginning to walk down the hallway. Her voice slowly fading away. "I need to send him those pics ASAP."

"So my new office is not sound proof. That's good to know." Josh said to himself. Then in his head he decided that the women in the lobby were absolutely dead on. Amber was a slut. But he was pleased she seemed to be a slut for him.

With that he settled in his chair and opened his email. There was indeed an email from Human Resources. He had apparently already looked at it, but still seemed to have left the decision for today. He chuckled at his own procrastination and began reading. It was largely legal jargon explaining why he got his promotion and what was expected of him now. It all seemed to conform to the rules he wrote. Then it began discussing his personal assistant. Again it was mostly legalese, but it pointed out the two attachments. The first was an editable PDF he was supposed to fill out regarding who he wanted as his PA. The second was a detailed list of every woman working in the building.

He quickly opened this second document and began pouring through it. It was shockingly long with every woman having several pages worth of information. It listed their current position, a list of relevant skills, their disciplinary records, their basic information, contact information, and a small section of miscellaneous notes. There was even a picture that seemed to be pulled from their IDs. In the end he mostly checked up on women he already knew. But he knew he couldn't put this choice off forever.