In the office

“Good morning, Karen,” Annie, the receptionist, welcomed the manager.

Annie was a cute petite redhead with a bubbly personality. She was not overly smart, but competent enough to do her job. Since Karen’s transformations the two women had come to know each other better, because they now talked about the men with whom both of them had sex; the list was surprisingly long.

“Good morning, Annie,” Karen replied in a friendly tone. Something like that would not have occured before the Who Wanna Be a Bimbo show.

“The big boss wants to see you in his office right away,” the receptionist said in a more serious voice.

“Mitch? That’s an unusual way to inform me. Did he say anything about the purpose?”

“No. Just said that you should go straight to his office. Are you in trouble?”

“I doubt it. That’s not a standard procedure for anything. I’m sure that I can deal with it though.”

“Good luck.”

“Thanks, Annie.”

Karen was intrigued, to say the least. She did not think she was in trouble, if that had been the case the upper management would have dealt with it differently, more subtly to begin with. She wondered whether her transformations and their consequences, outfits and overactive sex life, were somehow involved. It had been weeks since the show, so they have had a lot of time to act already. Her thoughts raced when she entered the lift.

Three men joined the manager for the ride, all were her subordinates and she had had sex with each of them during the last few weeks. Right after saying hello their hands ventured onto her body. Usually Karen did not allow the men to be so touchy at work, but she was extra horny and distracted. They shamelessly groped her breasts and buttocks, one even poked the anal plug through the skirt. The “small talk” was nothing else, but nagging for sex. Karen would gladly let them gangbang her there and then, but she had more important matters to deal with and could still muster just enough will not to agree. She made some vague promises just to be done with the subject. The lift door opened at their floor and the men began to leave.

“You’re not coming?” one of them asked when he realised that Karen stayed inside.

“I’m going all the way to the top.”

“What for?”

“That has always been my destiny,” she replied with a smile before the lift door closed.

Karen sighed with relief when she was finally left alone. All the groping aroused her even more and she wanted to have a somewhat clear mind when talking to the CEO. Karen fixed her clothes, although it was an empty gesture, her outfit remained just as revealing, that was the reason she loved it in the first place. She was aware that she would not be able to fully contain her arousal. Oh well, she might as well try to use her charm to her advantage. She doubted whether it would work on the old sexist of a boss, but it should not damage her cause anyway.

Karen exited the lift and confidently strode toward the CEO’s office. She swayed her hips and her large breasts bounced as she walked. Most people on that floor were sitting in their own offices, but the few whom she passed and greeted were unable to maintain eye-contact; their baffled reactions amused Karen and boasted her confidence.

“Good morning, Miss Bossy,” the manager was welcomed by the boss’ secretary.

“Good morning, Abigail. I’ve been informed that Mister Masters expects me.”

Abigail was similar to Annie in many ways - young, pretty, just smart enough for her job and… promiscuous. Karen wondered how far Mitch Masters took the sexual harassment of his secretary. Neither of them had participated in the Quiz, but she would not be surprised if Abigail was regularly sucking the boss’ cock.

“Yes, Miss Bossy. I’ll announce you.”

Abigail got up from behind her desk. Her skirt was as short as her cleavage was deep and her heels tall. Her blouse and skirt were not see-through, like Karen’s, but the manager gained confidence that her own outfits were not an issue for the CEO. The secretary knocked on the door, waited for a few seconds before opening them, then announced Karen.

“Please, come in,” she said to the manager with a bright smile, “Mister Masters awaits you.”