Hanna goes viral

Hanna was sitting at her desk, hard at work, when Julia suddenly burst into her office. Hanna raised her head and glared, annoyed at the interruption.

"Hanna...I...I feel awful!" Julia said.

"You're sick? Go home then." Hanna said flatly.

Julia shook her head, "I...I think it's...well...you have it right...TITS..."

Hanna leaned back in her chair, "And why do you think that? It's not contagious."

"I have all the symptoms, I just...I think that's what this is." Julia said.

"Then go suck a dick." Hanna said, rather unhelpfully.

"I can't! And what if it's not? But what if it is?" Julia complained.

Well Hanna knew for a fact it was TITS, after all she'd written that rule, but she wasn't about to admit that. When Hanna had given the disease to Julia, she'd been angry, frustrated. She'd never really considered that Julia, and surely other women she'd inflected with the condition, would find it very difficult to comply with their new needs. She decided it was only right for her to 'help' those women out.

She looked up at Julia and rolled her eyes, "Have a seat. I'll help you in a minute."

She took out the rulebook and started to right.

Old Rule: Semen varies in flavour depending on how attractive the consumer finds the source. The less attractive they find him, the better it tastes. Conversely the more attractive he is, the worst it tastes.

That would help a little. Once Julia got her first taste, she'd come around to trying it again. But still, she wanted to change more. She looked forward to being **** to consume something she hated, but she didn't want women everywhere to stop giving blowjobs.

Old Rule: Semen is widely known as a miracle food. Regular consumption is associated with lower cholesterol, lower blood pressure, smoother skin, weight loss, reduced visible sign of aging, and a stronger immune system. These effects only show in women who consume it within minutes of ejaculation.

She tapped her pencil on her desk. Julia was sitting quietly, patiently, but Hanna ignored her. There was still something missing. Then she realized what she wanted, a partner condition to TITS.

New Rule: There is a disease called Persistent Endocrine Network Instability Syndrome. This disease only effects men and causes penis growth, **** semen production, loss of refractory period, inability to masturbate, a feeling of superiority towards women, and erections that only subside by orgasm. This disease is highly contagious, and women can be asymptomatic carriers. The diseases is infectious on a level comparable with measles in an unvaccinated population. Ned Jones is the initial carrier of the disease. This disease cannot be cured.

Hanna looked up from her book, "What do you think of Ned?" She asked Julia.

"Uh...he seems like a decent worker, if a little slow." Julia said honestly.

"No, I meant, physically. Do you find him attractive?" Hanna asked.

Julia gasped, "Ned? No way. You know I don't swing that way and...even if I did...he's kind of...boring...isn't he?"

"Well you have heard, haven't you? Cum tastes better the less attracted you are to the guy? I'm sure he's **** to blow, and you need it, plus it'll taste amazing. Just got for it."

"What? No. I can't. Besides, isn't that sexual harassment? Just asking him?" Julia asked.

Hanna raised an eyebrow, "Don't worry. If he complains, I'll get the complaint. I'm sure I'll deal with it to everyone's satisfaction."

"R-right. Of course," Julia looked out through the glass doors towards Ned's cubicle, then gulped loudly, "I...I don't know that I can."

Hanna rolled her eyes, then typed a message to Ned on her computer, summoning him. He walked in a moment later, "You need something Hanna?"

Hanna smiled as she noticed he didn't sound quite as differential as usual, "Julia has something to ask you." Hanna said.

Ned looked at her. Julia opened and closed her mouth, but said nothing.

"Mr. Jones is a busy man Julia. Get to it." Hanna chided.

"Can I suck your dick?!?" Julia suddenly blurted out, "I have TITS. Or I think I do. Oh...my throat is so dry..."

Hanna watched Ned's crotch and grinned as she saw a slight bulge appear. He'd be raring to go soon, she was sure of it.

Ned glanced towards Hanna, and noticed her inappropriate gaze, "Hanna I think I'd like to make a complaint. Two actually. Julia is making sexual comments towards me and you, you're staring at my crotch."

Hanna looked at him, "You are right. As a witness to the act I can say that Julia has indeed behaved inappropriately towards you, treating you like just a cock and not a whole person. She should know what it's like to be objectified, don't you think?"

"Wait, Hanna-" Julia started to say.

"Yes, that's right." Ned agreed.

"Oh, I know. Since she has TITS...why don't you make that her new nickname? Just call her Tits from now on. We'll make her punishment official and inform the whole office of her new name. Does that satisfy you?"

Ned nodded, "Yes. I like it. Tits. It has a nice ring to it."

Julia looked betrayed, but she nodded too, "Yes. That's ok."

"And now me," Hanna said, "I WAS staring at your crotch. Very inappropriate of me. Maybe you should be able to stare at my crotch? Without this skirt in the way of course. For the rest of today?"

Ned nodded, "That seems fair."

Hanna stood up and walked around her desk, then shimmied out of her skirt and panties. She tossed them aside and smiled at Ned stared between her legs. "So have I satisfied you with respect to your harassment complaints?"

"Yes Hanna, you have." Ned agreed.

"Now we're all still on company time, but might I suggest Tits try again with her request, using more respectful language?"

Julia gulped, "Yes. Um. Mr. Jones, would you have some time after work today? There is a matter I'd like to discuss with you."

Ned nodded, "Sure Tits. Come see me at 4 and we can head out together," he nodded at Hanna, then left without another word.

Hanna gave Julia, or rather, Tits, a thumbs up, "Good luck!"