He agrees to everything

Reginald chuckled as he stroked his slightly grey beard. "You've really twisted my arm here, but I guess I'll make a few more calls. I will put in the requests, I will however not guarantee anything more than a response from Hideki Aerospace if their government contract will allow you to become approved personnel. But, 'assistant director' does have a nice ring to it. So, congratulations on that at least--no one's climbed the ladder faster than you."

You smiled, content with the arrangement. Solving the mystery of floors 8 and 9 certainly was worth a little extracurricular activity. You stood up, as the remaining slime slicked away from your exterior, leaving your flawless body on full display for Dr. Brooks.

The bearded doctor stood up, taking the initiative to run his rough hands along you, feeling along your unblemished skin of your arms. He circled you like a shark, reaching out every so often to poke, to prod, to grope. You were partly a conquest, partly an experiment, but when he grabbed one of your breasts and felt your nipple under his thumb, it was hard to know which lens he was viewing you through at that moment. His hands ran along your face, through your hair, down your back and to your hips. "You really did good work designing yourself like this. It's a masterpiece, you should be carved out of marble. Everything feels as good as it looks..."

You could tell the moment that a different head of his was making the decisions, however, as he shoved you down onto his desk. You were bent over, upper body resting on the desk as he pressed you down, using his feet to spread your stance. You let Dr. Brooks pretty much do as he wished, as you stared forward, face obscured by your hair. You just listened to his belt jingle, and the fabric of his pants rustling as he prepared himself for you. Easy-peasy.

When he began to spread your asscheeks, however, your eyes widened a bit. "Um, what are you--"

"Your stipulation was that I'd agree to all of this to get inside you--you didn't say where I should enter, if I recall."

"But--"

"Precisely." He shoved his thick member into your tight ass, causing you to wail out in surprise! This was not what you'd planned, but you gripped the edge of the desk as you felt him push in. It was up to you to provide some lubrication for what he was attempting, and so the bit of slime you'd used for your attire quickly sprang into action. You had originally hidden it in your pussy so it was out of sight, you hurriedly expelled it from your body and slid it up to create a slick means for Dr. Brooks to enter your ass. He laughed as he rammed into you, thrusting with significant ****, knowing if any body could take it, it was you, despite the pain you endured from his forceful movements. You'd never let anyone do anything to your body like this, and yet Dr. Brooks seemed to find that button to press quickly enough.

You continued to yelp as he worked into a rhythm, your cries echoing through the halls, although there was no one else on this floor to hear you. For your part, you simply waited it out, clenching your teeth and shutting your eyes tightly. It was almost embarrassing with this new sensation, feeling like you'd lost control of the situation handily so long as Dr. Brooks did what he wanted. As he came close, his rhythm hastened, while he grabbed your hair, yanking backwards. You screamed out in pain from the pulling, as he pulled particularly tight as he let himself cum inside your ass, as you shuddered from the bizarre sensations that you felt from him wiggling around inside you from behind.

With a few small grunts, Dr. Brooks let go, pulling out of you with a slurping sound, masked slightly by his laughing. "Ah, that's been a while. What an obedient little doll, just how I like it." He patted your ass again, as he started to pull up his pants. You just lay there for a few moments, collecting yourself. The whole encounter had been strange and confusing to you, mostly at the shock of the activity. This wasn't for you, however... you had only been there for Reginald's enjoyment, although you rested your head on the desk a bit longer as you wondered if you'd let him go too far. And if you needed anything more from him, what would be the price after today?

"You'll have your new identity put in place next week. And then we'll see about clearance. But like I said before, you need to make statements as both Walker and Hildebrand about your resignation, and this..." Reginald had to look at the badges on his desk, as you used the slime to form some semblance of clothing again. Some of the slime at least could be used to stop from dripping cum all over, you were going to need a deeper cleaning when you got downstairs. "...this Emily Lockard needs to have some sort of story too."

You stood up, once again wearing a green dress made of slime-fabric, as you put your lab coat over your shoulders. "V...very well. If you need me... Lab 9A is what I'll consider my lab for now. But... our transaction here is... this is all done, just so we're clear."

It was going to take a bit of time to regain that confidence you started with. Being brought down to a mere plaything seemed to have gotten you particularly flustered, especially the way Dr. Brooks handled you. You were going to need a bit more practice with this new body and mind of yours...