Jack (Office - Day 1)

Jack strolled into the office, nodding at a few coworkers as he made his way to his cubicle. His gaze wandered as usual, taking in the sights and sounds of a regular workday.

Then his eyes fell upon Maria. A Hispanic woman who's been the office sucker for a couple of years now. She was nude except for a government-mandated collar, pretty standard for most Suckers. She was on her hands and knees beside the coffee station, her puffy lips wrapped around the girth of an intern. Her large breasts swung beneath her as her head bobbed back and forth.

Jack swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. He shouldn't stare, he knew that. Maria was here for one purpose only, to service whoever needed relief so they could focus on their job.

Still, he couldn't tear his eyes away from the curve of her ass as she squatted there, her head bobbing on the intern's cock. Her strong thighs flexed, showcasing muscles under soft, dark skin.

Maria pulled back for a moment, a string of saliva and pre-cum stretching from her lips to the intern's cock. "Please senior, fuck my mouth," she begged, her voice a husky purr. "I need your cum so badly."

The intern groaned, and Maria pressed her full lips and sensual mouth further down over his cock. She moaned into his shaft as she sucked hard, her mouth moving in ways that reminded Jack of how Kara could suck. Maria slid nearly off, then all the way up the shaft, swallowing deep at the base of his cock. He groaned loudly, his body quivering as he neared climax.

The intern wasn't an Owner, and thus didn't produce enough cum to truly satisfy Maria, but, cum was cum to her. She eagerly sucked off anyone with a cock in the office, and she always looked good doing it. Maria might be the hardest working person in the office, and she seemed to really like her job.

Jack bit his lip, arousal pooling in his gut. He knew it was wrong, knew he should look away and get to work. But the sight of Maria, so eager and devoted to her purpose, filled his mind with sinful thoughts. Maybe, if he was lucky, she'd service him next. His cock twitched at the idea, already halfway hard in his slacks.

Jack sat hunched over his desk, staring at the lines of code swimming before his eyes. His head pounded, a dull ache behind his eyes from another sleepless night.

The door swung open and Susan strode in, hips swaying. Jack's gaze slid down to the bulge in her skirt, unable to tear his eyes away from the massive cock head peeking out.

"Hey Jack, just wanted to check in on the Henderson account. How's it coming along?"

Susan leaned over his desk, the neckline of her blouse gaping to reveal creamy cleavage. Jack swallowed hard, shifting in his seat. "It's, uh, coming along fine."

"You don't sound too sure." Susan rested a hand on his shoulder, fingers curling into his muscle. "Everything okay? You look a little...distracted."

Jack flushed under her knowing gaze. His pants had grown uncomfortably tight, cock straining against the zipper. Susan's spicy perfume filled his senses, and he yearned to bury his face between her breasts, to worship every inch of her cock.

"What? Why did I think of her cock?" Jack thinks absently.

The phone suddenly rang, shattering the charged moment. Jack fumbled for the receiver, pulse racing. "H-hello?"

"Mr. Anderson, this is Dr. Collins. I'm afraid I have some unfortunate news regarding your recent physical..."

Jack listened in stunned silence, a lead weight settling in his gut. He had caught the Cock Sucker virus, and worse, it had developed into the Sucker variant. In less than a week, he will have transformed into a cock-hungry slut.

He hung up the phone with trembling hands. How would he break the news to Kara? And how could he possibly hide this from Susan, the office, the world? He was royally, irreversibly fucked.

Jack hastily gathered his things, mumbling an excuse to Susan about a family emergency. She eyed him curiously but didn't protest, her gaze heavy with unspoken questions.

He fled the office and sped home, pulse pounding in his ears. How would Kara react? She had always embraced her dominant side in the bedroom but would she want a full-time cock slut for a husband? Jack wiped the sweat off his brow as he walked up the path to his front door. Would she leave him, disgusted by what he'd become?