At the office

The elevator door opens, and a puff of fog streams out as a cadre of flustered male office workers exit with red faces and obvious boners straining against their slacks. In the middle, shy, is Jaxx, dressed in a tight pencil skirt and a bombshell bra under her blouse. Her hair is reddish and slicked down, but two attenae erupt from the top of her head. Her body secretes an aroma that is completely irresistable to human men, and today is her first day at work in an all-male company.

"You must be Jaxx!" an older man steps out of his office to greet her, as she stands timidly by the elevator. She hadn't mean to turn all those guys on, and they did contain themselves, but she knew from experience the longer they would all be exposed to her pheremones, the more likely they would... well... reach their breaking point.

"Yes, that's right... Sorry I'm a little late," Jaxx says, blushing purple as she notices the manager's cock pulse under his pants.

He catches her line of sight and blushes beat red. "Sorry, we don't get many women here, especially not ones, uhh, not ones of your, ehh," he gestures, "caliber."

"It's okay, I'm used to it by now. I hope I'm not too much of a distraction," Jaxx says.

"No, no, no, not at all. I think you will be a great fit," the manager growls.

He leads her into the office and pulls down the blinds. Jaxx's new coworkers share curious and excited glances. Many of them paw their bulges, and a few intrepid ones unzip their flies and stroke themselves openly, especially after they begin hearing moans and thumping from the manager's office.