A Siren's Scheme

11:02 am Sunny Day Mall Floor 6 – Wet “N” Antics Main Offices.

Senior Product Engineer’s Office

Emi entered Keiko’s office and did a circuit of the room, taking in her colleague’s inner sanctum.

Despite Keiko’s bubbly and fun personality, the office was, all things considered, well...simply ordinary.

An air of well-organized creativity pervaded the room, reflecting Keiko's fastidious yet inventive professional character. Models of various aquatic toys lined up in ascending order of size on floating shelves, their bold colours a vibrant contrast to the room's soft blue palette. Illustrations of potential product lines hung neatly on the walls. To one side there was a large drafting desk with a half-finished sketch of a new design of water slide. Emi recognised it from the Ottawa Account.

None of this caught Emi’s attention though.

On Keiko's office desk her computer sat awake, it’s desktop icons as open and as naked as Sayaka. This lapse of security was likely due to Keiko being used to having two restricted access doors between her and the rest of the office.

Emi had expected that she would have had to work her plan off Keiko’s phone but being able to run the full gamut of Keiko’s privileged access. Well that changed things.

Taking a seat, she reached for the mouse and began poking around. Folders were labeled with precision, their naming conventions a nod to the company's aquatic themes—“Coral Concepts,” “Current Workstream Projects,” “Tidepool Timelines.”

First things first, she opened Keiko’s emails and composed an email she hoped would potentially orchestrate the circumstances for Yumi's unexpected participation in the breeding frenzy.

“Hi Yumi, Sorry to disturb but an urgent matter has come up with regard to one of the major product tests. I think we need you back at the office asap. Kind Regards. Keiko.”

Emi was surprised when within 30 seconds Yumi responded, the email indicating the message had been sent from her work phone. “Is this to do with the Lotion Pool?”

Emi saw no reason not to leverage the debate between herself and Sayaka earlier that morning and replied “Yes. Some issues with the fabric eating qualities and a major source of contention between Sayaka and Emi.”

Yumi soon replied.

"Fine, Naomi mentioned something already. Will return soon as. Put a team meeting together for 14:00 and coordinate with Naomi."

Emi pulse quickened as she pieced together the implications of Yumi's response. Naomi must be trying a similar scheme to get the Managing Director bred.

Emi sent an acknowledgement email back to the boss and then moved on with the next part of her scheme.

Keiko, as a senior Product Engineer, held a unique position within the labyrinthine structure of Wet "N" Antics. Her role went beyond mere engineering; she was entrusted oversight of corporate IP that was incredibly valuable to the multi-billion dollar company. With such a critical role, she had been given privileges that even she might not fully appreciate or utilize.

One privilege, in particular, had not escaped Emi’s sharp awareness: Keiko's access to the security feeds throughout the office. A handful of senior staff had this privilege. Yumi being another. This was in theory so that they could keep an eye on any prototypes exact location.

It was doubtful that Keiko had ever used this privilege herself, but for Emi, who had meticulously studied the company’s policies, she was well aware of what Keiko had at her fingertips. Navigating through Keiko's computer with renewed intent, Emi sought out the pathways that would reveal the eye of Wet "N" Antics' internal surveillance.

After a series of clicks and authentication prompts, which Keiko's phone helped to provide, she found herself staring at a grid of live footage. The screens displayed various angles of the office, hallways, and even the more secluded nooks.

Her suspicions were correct. The Breeding Day had spread not just to every part of the office but had also infected the 2nd Floor Retail unit that Wet “N” Antics had in the Sunny Day Mall.

She soon found Naomi, with Grant, on the office video feed. They were in the Main Office. Naimo had redressed but Grant was basically naked except for his shoes. It appeared that her two colleagues, the first in the office to fall victim to the overwhelming sexual power of the Breeding Pass, were now working together. She watched them have a brief altercation with one of the women from the marketing team who was handed over to Tyler Johnson.

Grant and Naomi wondered around the Brand Manager's team members desks. A little while later Naomi was on her phone. And another moment after that, Emi saw that Keiko had received a message on her phone from Naomi to a 'Brand and Development' group Keiko shared with Naomi and the Brand Manager's team.

"Ladies. This is crazy, meet at usual breakout area. I have a plan to get us out of the office! Already tagged so please trust me. N."

Emi giggled a little at Naomi’s attempt to manipulate her colleagues and decided to have a bit of fun. She sent a private reply to the Brand Manager. “Naomi, you’ll have to work a little harder than a work chat message to get your team bred. Try moving a little.”

“where would you suggest Keiko?” Naomi typed back.

Emi had already noticed on the video feed that Naomi’s female team members had slipped into the Senior Staff office area around the Legal department.

She sent a reply back to the conniving Brand Manager. “Finding your own team isn’t exactly as hard as negotiating world peace, you should be able to find them yourself. But I will give you and Grant a hint. These rooms will have their work cut out for them over the next 9 months.”

Something on Keiko's monitor, in one of the video-grids caught her eye and she pulled it up to full screen on the computer monitor. In the Digital Product Development office, where she had just come from, Hani and Suki were engaged in a full blown sex-fight, fingering and licking each other whilst a demented Milo watched on in glee.

Emi felt her cheeks flush and with eyes still locked to the screen she fumbled with the white box on the desk. Inside, wrapped carefully in silk paper, lay a light blue vibrator shaped like a miniature penis.

By now Hani and Suki were locked in an aggressive 69 position.

Emi flicked on the vibrator and put it under her skirt towards her bare pussy. Within moments, she found herself overcome with arousal. Now completely without reserve, her fingers gripped tightly to the top edge of Keiko's desk as she furiously masturbated herself. The sex fight rolled on, and Emi wanted to save her climax for when Milo seeded one of the twins. Her eyes were closed, her body writhing as she attempted to balance control and pleasure, pushing forward against the electronic massager as deep as she could manage.

Slowly, Emi was reduced to a quivering mess. Her breathing becoming rapid and ragged. Her eyes locked to the screen as the incestual fight she had engineered came to its inevitable sticky conclusion with Milo fucking Suki and Hani grinding her glistening pussy into Suki's face. Finally, unable to hold back anymore, Emi unleashed a torrent of her gjizm all over the pristine surface of the desk, she was barely coming down from this orgasm when she saw Milo present the Pass to Hani. Almost immediately Emi felt her arousal begin to peak again, almost ready to erupt. She pressed the humming vibrator deep against her clit and sent pulsing waves of electric excitement running through her body, her clitoris screaming in satisfaction.

As Milo unloaded inside the second twin Emi slumped back sexually satisfied. Safe and secure in Keiko's office, she had an excellent vantage point to indulge the deep voyeuristic desires that she had not appreciated she even possessed while she waited for the boss, Yumi, to return.

Caught up in her own lust, Emi did not at first notice that the Breeding Pass on the desk began to glow, its holographic surface displaying the latest update to the strange card’s writing.