Initial Changes

Julie woke up with a smile, nearly hopping out of bed. She has so much energy, felt amazing even! Landing on her feet she did a spin feeling her modest breasts and hair bounce and swing as she moved. The brunette smiled coyly, she felt alive and even a little naughty. Not what she expected for the first of the month. In fact she figured she'd be racing to find the nearest dick to worship or have some crazy career change when she woke. This was nice.

Walking to the mirror she gasped and stick her hip out, posing sexy for her reflection. Fuck she felt her own eyes on herself and she couldn't resist feeling a jolt of excitement. Julie hungrily looked at herself in her nightgown and even bent slightly and made a sexy face so she could see down her cleavage. No noticable changes, same cutie she always was. Well her breasts seemed perkier but it was probably just her better posture.

Mental check. Julie searched her mind while she continued to pose and admire herself. Nothing seemed dramatically different either. The only difference was feeling more energetic, confident and happier. All from the best sleep of her life. Did this person know what they were able to do? Or was this finally a proper man who didn't care to use ultimate power to change the world. Julie shuddered, what she would do if she found a man like that.

Pulling herself from her reflection she looked through he clothes and raised an eyebrow. Did she always wear such revealing outfits? All of her business clothes had plunging necklines, short tight skirts and she didn't seem to own a single pair of underwear that didn't look like it came from a sex shop. Maybe this was a change. She remembered dressing like a complete slut when she was cock obsessed last month...did she just think her clothes were more professional than they were after?

Even if it was a change, the person could decide if people were aware of it. Julie shrugged. Not the worst change in the world. Grabbing an incredibly sexy red and black thong with a supportive matching lace bra she admired how they pushed her tits up and out before putting on a very low cut blouse and a short tight pencil skirt. Slipping on her four inch heels she put on her glasses and walked in front of the mirror to check herself out. Instantly she moaned and squeezed her breasts. Fuck she was so hot!

Julie bent over, admiring with a smile how her skirt hiked up and how far you could see down her shirt. She had always assumed she was a bit above average in looks but a woman in this reflection would have guys drooling for her.

Looking at the clock behind her through her reflection she realized she was running late! How long has she been posing? Testing her outfit in each pose? She felt her own arousal but powered through and rushed to her car. Thank god there were no changes this morning, Julie thought, I don't really think I would have been able to control myself.

During her drive she noticed a car accident on the side of the road, slowing traffic. An officer was talking to a woman and a man, both seemed okay. Julie slowed dramatically as she passed, not to stare at the accident but to admire the police officer! The woman in uniform wore tiny and very tight shorts, a belt and a police top that was just as tight and plunging as her blouse was. Julie was straight but she couldn't help but admire the woman. The other girl wore a micro skirt and a tight crop top showing off her huge breasts. The man wore a band t shirt and jeans and couldn't stop admiring their bodies. Typical guys. You could wear a sweater and they'd still find a way to make it sexual.

Snapping out of admiring the girls she continued driving. Getting to work she felt even more bubbly and energetic than she did when she woke. She nearly skipped as she walked, turning it into quite the strut. As one of the few women in the office she felt eyes on her from all around as she walked.

That's when it hit her. The arousal. The excitement. The desire to give them something to look at.

"Oh fuck!" Julie groaned, "I was changed!"

Nick, one of the more confident and pig headed of the workers approached her. The brunette couldn't help but feel turned on by how he smiled and looked her over, eyes plunging down her top at the hints of her sexy bra. Instinctively Julie pushed her tits out and bent slightly, giving him a seductive smirk. She hoped he didn't take it as a flirtation. His dick was huge and he knew how to use it, but she hated him.

"Looking hella fine today, Julie!" He said with a smug smile.

A jolt of arousal hit her and she barely suppressed a moan. Fuck she was getting hot from his compliments, from his attention. She stroked his arm and swung her torso a bit, giggling, "Oh thanks. I lost track of time in the reflection today while getting ready."

Nick placed an hand on her hip and she gasped silently, moving closer to him. "Oh I believe it. They aren't huge or anything but your tits have a perfect shape to them."

"Mhmm!" Julie shuddered and pushed them all the way out, "You really like them?"

"Hell yeah! I can't stop staring!"

"Oh Nice! You're such a charmer!"

Nick rose a hand inches from her chest, making her pant slightly in anticipation, "May I?"

Fuck these changes! And fuck Nick! She was so turned on. Loving the attention, the compliments. She needed to be admired, to be appreciated. Her body was meant to entertain. Oh shit! She didn't think like that before did she? However with all his attention and compliments she couldn't even imagine turning him down. Looking him dead in the eyes with lust she panted, "Yes! Go wild!"

Julie moaned feeling his hands grope her chest, squeezing and teasing her with no grace, just pure manly aggression. He unbuttoned the blouse and opened her top to grab her tits in her bra and she just keeps moaning, leaking between her legs. The brunette noticed they were attracting an audience which was creating a fog in her head. Her legs were trembling, her ass stuck out. "Oh Nick! You really like my breasts!"

Nice slid fingers inside her bra and pinched her nipple making her moan a bit louder than she should have, "Hell fucking yes! Your tight body with those slight curves are amazing. I mean look at this ass!" She felt him pull her skirt up and give her a slap.

"Uuunngh!" Julie moaned for the entire hallway to hear. Her top was open, her ass exposed. She could barely see. Each pair of eyes was like a dose of some aphrodisiac and she tried to resist, tried to calm herself but her hand went straight to the anaconda between Nick's legs.

Were they going to get in trouble? She was practically in her underwear in the hall of the office, stroking a worker off through his pants! Turning she noticed another point of interest for the male workers...the head of HR Karly was on her knees in nothing but a green set of lingerie sucking one of the interns off. She had stuck her ass up and twerked it to encourage the cheers around her. Fuck it was so hot. Seeing a woman entertain men like that with her body.

You would think realizing what the change in the world was would help her resist. But the discovery of how women seemed to be sexually turned on by the attention of men and using themselves to get it was too much of a turn on. Like an addict learning what they needed to feed the addiction.

Nick laughed watching how fast Julie pulled his dick out, "Damn, Julie! You miss me that much? I always enjoyed your begging. You have a dirty mouth on such a sweet face you know. All my friends loved the pictures from last month. Maybe we could make them a video?"

"Fuck y- OOOUUUGGHH! FUCK!" Julie came at the thought of men watching her fucking over and over. Cumming to her body. She turned and hastily pulled down her panties, rubbing her ass against his big dick. "Please just fuck me hard while they all watch! Show them how a real man does it!" She knew he would love that. He had a superiority complex and a narcissistic streak. And as she thought she felt the heavenly sensation of his huge member splitting her open.

Julie stood bent at the waist, moaning like a slut in heat, blouse completely open as her tits bounced. Men all around her watched as Nick fucked her nice bubbly ass from behind and gave her firm smacks to her tight ass. She moaned like a harlot, like a fucking slut. She was so turned on. Even seeing Nick's cock when she was an addict last month wasn't this much of a turn on. So many eyes. They loved watching her.

Orgasm after orgasm hit her. She began screaming obscenities. Bragging about Nick's dick, about how much of a man he was. Then he grunted, flooding her with his warm seed.

"Fuck you really liked that, huh?" Nick laughed.

Julie was too enraptured to care about her dislike for the man and giggled, "Holy fuck yes! Did you enjoy using my body, stud?"

Nick slapped her ass and she moaned, giving him a sloppy kiss. He smiled, "Always. Especially if you are as slutty as you were today. Keep wearing sexy clothes like that and I will make sure the boss' secretary always has a load inside of her."

Julie shuddered and pulled down her skirt and buttoned up the three low buttons of her blouse. She strutted away, still feeling the electric rush of so many men admiring her. She knew she would hate herself later but for now she enjoyed the sensations. She grinned, she wondered if Mr. Price would want a go with her after seeing her like this.

Julie tried not to think like this for part of the walk but there was one thing all women learned to accept. When a change happened so early, fighting it was hopeless. It was just better to go with it and try to enjoy it.

Julie entered the office of her boss expecting him to be entertained by some intern. Expecting his eyes to turn her into a slutty mess. Expecting to fuck him. She did not prepare herself for what she would see.