Day 2: The invitation

Dir. Stranger arrived at work more than an hour late, something she had never been seen to do in her impeccable career, but the most striking thing about her was her appearance.

Her usual serious uniform suit with a work jacket looked abysmally small compared to the gigantic bust that threatened to burst, and her dress pants were quite tight due to her prominent posterior.

All her coworkers stared at her, especially the men, who stared dumbly at her breasts bouncing due to her lack of a bra.

«Oh dear, everyone sees me... they see these hideous things... hmm... but the guys really like them.»

The blonde tried to get to her office as quickly as possible, but her new dimensions made it difficult for her to walk when suddenly...

"Careful!"

"Hey!"

Everything happened so fast that she couldn't avoid colliding with someone. When her vision cleared, the first thing she saw was Vázquez's shiny brakes. While the boss was lying on her back, her employee was directly on top of her, and for a few moments, his hand touched one of her breasts. The contact, although slight, was more than enough to ignite Erika's voracious body.

“I'm so sorry; I didn't mean to. I'm a mess," Victor apologized with such **** that his voice sounded even shriller.

Victor stood, waiting for the serious director's reaction. On another occasion, and under different circumstances, such clumsiness would have earned the director at least an angry insult followed by a blow or two.

Instead, Erika, upon realizing who it was, felt a nervousness she hadn't felt since her teens. Nerves mixed with excitement made her pussy moisten and her heartbeats transform into powerful drumbeats.

"Uh..."

She didn't know what to say or do; she felt as subdued as she had ever been in her life. Just standing in front of Victor was enough to make her see him as an imposing authority figure.

«Damn...since when did Victor Vázquez become so... so manly... hmm... and he's looking at my breasts?»

Indeed, Victor's eyes were fixed on her enhanced breasts; one could see the desire in him; even his mouth was wide open, which brought a smile to her face.

“Mmm…calm down, no problem,” the blonde finally said, changing her tone to a more seductive one. “And don’t be so hard on yourself…you’re not a disaster,” she added with a thin trickle of saliva on her lips.

An impressed Victor responded with a happy expression on his face, as if he had been given the sweetest compliment in the world.

“Oh, thank you so much, boss,” Tin said before disappearing from her sight, much to her sadness.

She slammed the door to her office, finally feeling relieved from all the unnecessary attention, but now she had another problem: her pussy, which was getting super hot again.

“Oh, again…but I’ve already cum enough for three days…grrr.”

Using all her willpower, she tried to do her usual work, her arousal striving to devour her at any moment. The heat was such that Erika let out small, involuntary moans, unable to control herself.

“Ahh…ahh…shit…this is getting…ahh…unbearable…ahh…maybe coming was…ahh…a bad idea.”

She was reconsidering being at work when her accidental encounter with Vázquez came to mind, and her frantic imagination began to create increasingly erotic scenarios.

She imagined Victor being bolder by touching her breast, telling her how sexy her breasts looked, and finally stealing a kiss from her.

"Oooh...Victor...Why didn't you do something more?"

Her heightened libido was already doing its thing, driving her to masturbate.

"Oooh... yes... hmmm... ahhh... ahhh... what would I be capable of... ahhh... doing to myself..."

The virus had affected her mind so much that it was quite difficult to know which thoughts were hers and which weren't, putting her in a state of **** danger.

"Ahh... a little more... Ohhh"

Knock, knock, knock.

On the verge of orgasm, the sound of the door interrupted her, filling her with frustration.

"Uh... Who is it?"

"I...Vazquez."

Erika’s expression immediately changed completely, becoming more enthusiastic and lively. She hurriedly composed herself so nothing unusual would be noticed and invited him in. The moment she crossed the threshold, her body became even more aroused, and she unconsciously pushed her breasts forward.

“Okay... What can I do for you?” she asked.

«Please tell me you came to show off you… oh no, what the hell are you thinking?»

“Well... you see, I wanted to apologize for doing this for a while... and...” Victor said hesitantly.

“No more, I already told you it’s no problem.”

“I know... I just wanted to apologize, so... I... wanted to know if... you want to have dinner with me after work?” Her employee blurted out, closing her eyes in fear.

The proposal took her by surprise. It had been a while since a man had made such an obvious advance, especially considering her lesbianism. This unleashed an enormous conflict within her, as she debated whether to reject or accept his invitation.

«Stupid... how could he possibly think of going on a date with you... hmmm... oh, but he looks really sweet, scared like that, maybe... No way! But... it would be really bad to say no... that would be devastating for him.»

"Uh... uh... it's... okay, I accept... but it'll just be a formal dinner... don't get any ideas that aren't true," said the manager uncertainly.

"Great! It'll be at the restaurant two blocks from here... at 7."

Victor, without hiding his happiness, jumped up and down a little.

"Hmm... it'll be 7."

"Thanks, thanks, boss. That'll be great," Vázquez said before closing the door.

Once again, Erika was alone in her own consciousness of what she had just done.

"OH FUCK WHAT DID I DO!"