Great!

Over the next hour, Katie guided Lauren, giving her a complete tour over the facilities of the company.

The first door they came to made Lauren realize just how far gone she was. A badge reader was on the side, like one you'd see almost anywhere. Without a word, Kate walked over and thrust her naked hips at it. The door beeped and opened.

"No tailgating, you have to make sure the door beeps for you. You'll have to get your... badge... close to it. Really close. You might have to spread your cheeks and rub your badge against it."

Lauren nodded and did so, slamming her bare hip against the doorframe. The door beeped.

Kate walked a few steps ahead of her, the leash tickling Lauren's thigh as they walked. "To explain... your badge has an RFID chip, like any normal badge. But we actually use RFID implants. Later this week, maybe next week, you'll have an RFID tag implanted right above your clitoris and right under each nipple. Guys get the nipples and the base of their cock done. Your implants will open doors, work the vending machines, that sort of thing. But... as a heads up, the eggheads set it up so that the range is shit, and if you DO end up wearing clothes you'll have to expose yourself before they'll work."

"Bastards."

"I know!"

They both laughed. Lauren caught herself glancing at Kate's bouncing breasts; she blushed and turned away when Kate stood upright and seemingly shook them at her.

Now that they were past the door, staff members were everywhere. They all, nearly without exception, completely bare assed. Many were blushing, but still more were simply ignoring it, typing away at computers or talking with each other. All were swarming around busy as hell, working surprisingly hard despite the situation.

"This is so surreal."

"You get used to it, believe it or not."

With that, Kate kept walking. The tingle in her legs **** Lauren to follow along.

Everywhere they stopped, a helpful, slightly blushing, and strangely apologetic staff member gave her a brief explanation of what that particular team was working on. It was during one of these stops that a young woman, shorter than Lauren, smiled and reached over, cupping her breasts.

"My god, are those real?!"

"H... hey!" Lauren said, gasping. "W...what are you doing?!"

Lauren stared down at the young girl's hands. She had two big handfuls of Lauren's titflesh. Lauren's first instinct was to flinch away, or to slap her hands, but even as she thought about it, she realized that she was the one offering up her tits to be touched -- so did she really have the right if the young girl copped a quick feel?

"I'm feeling your tits, duh." The girl said, smiling. "Wait, didn't anyone tell you?"

"We're not supposed to during orientation," Kate said, silently. "Of course, we can't stop it if someone else spills the beans..."

The girl's hands patted her breasts, causing them to bounce comically. Lauren glanced over at Kate, who looked apologetic and annoyed, but also stood standing here, her hands crossed behind her. Tell me what, Lauren said, even as she thought again about how unusual it was to be fondled so -- even while she also knew, more than she knew basic math, that it was perfectly acceptable for a complete stranger to touch her like this.

"Ah." The young girl smirked. "Well, newbie, you obviously know about the nudity. Well, let me introduce you to how the company prevents Sexual Harassment in the workplace."

With that, the young girl tweaked Lauren's nipples playfully, even as she pulled her in closer for a naked hug, her own breasts rubbing against Lauren's. Her hands found Lauren's ass cheeks and playfully slapped them. Lauren tensed up, but didn't move -- after all, it was just a hug. A naked, sexy hug, by a naked coworker, in front of dozens of other naked people.

Of course, she had to be naked -- she would never wear clothes again, she thought for the 50th time that morning -- and if someone wanted to touch her she didn't have the right to say no, so...

"You see, you're not just naked. You're naked and available." The young girl grinned, rubbing her nipples against Lauren's. "You're the one showing off that sweet naked body of yours. If someone wants to feel it, you don't have the right to say no."

"That's NOT exactly true," a deep baritone voice said, even as a tall olive skinned man reached between the two, his hands finding the shorter girl's breasts and cupping them like handles.

"Eeep," the young woman said as she let herself be pulled back. "... Hi boss!" She giggled and leaned up, stealing a quick kiss.

"Sorry about her." The man said, smiling. "She likes to tease the newbies. Don't worry about what she said. She's full of shit."

"R.. right." Lauren said, blushing harder than she had before. She was trying not to notice that the young woman had started rubbing herself against a frighteningly hard cock behind her -- and that much like her, the young woman made no effort to move her supervisor's hands off her breasts... and he made no effort to stop her from rubbing against his penis.

She idly realized neither of them could even if they wanted to. After all, it was absolutely ok to be touched.

"Well, shall we continue?" Kate said, quietly. Lauren nodded silently, but frantically.

"Have fun," the short woman said. "Oooh, boss, are you gonna punish me?"

"You know it," the boss's voice said as Kate lead her away by the tingle of the leash.

"That was... that was..." Lauren panted, trying to keep her heart from racing.

"We're very sex positive here," Kate said, smiling. "But what she said... wasn't exactly a lie... But I think you realized that, didn't you?"

"... Y... yeah." Lauren muttered, even as the leash went taut, forcing her to walk faster as the tingle hit her legs. "I... I don't have the right to stop someone from touching me."

"I bet the idea of stopping her didn't even occur to you until she said something, did it?" Kate said, reaching over and cupping Lauren's breast gently. "See? It's like the clothes thing, see? You just know I'm allowed to touch you."

Lauren stared at her breast as it bounced up and down as Kate patted it. "... Oh. I..." It was so wrong -- everything about this was so wrong -- but at the same time, Lauren just knew that her body was fair game to be touched. "You're right."

"This is important, so pay attention." Kate said, her hands tracing a line down Lauren's stomach. "It doesn't matter who is touching you. It doesn't matter if it's at work or outside. And it doesn't matter how they're touching you. If someone wants to play with your body, you'll let them."

Kate's fingers found Lauren's folds; Lauren gasped as she found her legs spreading slightly to make it easier for Kate's fingers. "If you really don't want to do anything, you can refuse to react. Most people will take a hint, because honestly, it's kinda boring touching someone who is pretending to be a doll, and there are plenty of willing partners out there. The worst the conditioning will do is make you make it easier to be touched."

"But if you do find something exciting, or want to go along with it..." Her fingers traced a wet line up Lauren's belly. "You might find yourself going along with things you didn't realize you were into, with people you might not have intended to do things with. But we'll talk more about that later, when it's time for the personality exams."

"So we can't conse..."

"No. You can't, in either way. But none of us can, either." Kate said, speaking over her. "We don't know why, but it was added in an conditioning update about a month after we all lost the ability to wear clothes, and it affected everyone in the company. But if you do think someone's taking advantage of you, or picking on you, you can let your supervisor or HR know and they'll take care of it. Plus, we self regulate a lot. Most of the guys figure out not to be butts after a day or two stuck under a gay manager's desk."

Lauren snorted. "I bet!"

"Anyway. Lets continue." Kate said. "Knowing the way the gossip mill goes around here, you should probably get used to the idea of people copping a feel. The gossips back there will have told everyone on Slack that you know about it now, which makes you fair game."