The changes affect Josh too

(This is fiction - don't try this in reality.)

As Josh wrote that "No one is capable of recognizing" the new rules normalizing harassment and ****, his intent was for this perception to apply to himself too, so he would feel as if he were achieving a fetishistic dream.

And so as the world shimmered around him, he forgot the rules he had just added. What a useless pointless app, he thought, and he deleted it from his phone without a second thought.

He was more interested in the swelling cock in his pants. He couldn't quite remember what fantasy had got him so worked up. But he was starting to think if he didn't get some action soon, he might snap and just take what he wanted.

He looked up from his office cubicle and his eyes landed on Estella. She was wearing a skirt with a high hemline and a top with a low neckline, highlighting her voluptuous curvy tits and ass. He so wanted to pull down her skirt to expose her cute ass, or pull down her top to make her tits spill out so he could get a better look at them. Among other things he wanted to do to her.

Of course, that would be against company policy. Occasionally you heard of some guy getting fired for sexual harassment or even arrested for ****. Still, maybe he could get away with a brief plausibly deniable touch...

On impulse, Josh stood up and called out: "Hey Estella, come over here for a moment, I wanna show you something."

Her high heels click-clacked toward him, her breasts bouncing alluringly in her top, until she was beside him. Having the curvy coworker standing close to him was driving his hormones even wilder. He couldn't resist going ahead with his perverted impulse...

"I'm having trouble understanding this document here," Josh pointed to his computer screen with one hand. But in the privacy of his cubicle, he placed his other hand on her rear thigh just beneath her skirt.

"What about it?" asked Estella.

"Do you understand what this document is about?" Josh's fingers began slooowly creeping up her skirt, sneakily exploring more and more of her soft butt flesh.

"I don't - oh!" Estella froze where she was standing.

His hand froze on her butt, waiting to see if she would cry out to the rest of the office. But she said nothing, and made no move to brush his hand away.

Josh couldn't resist taking advantage of her freeze response. He ran his hand up and down and around, enjoying a good long feel of her big bum, which felt as good as it looked. It was so thrilling stealing a naughty grope, risking her calling him out even if she probably couldn't prove it. His cock throbbed, growing fully hard in his pants.

"Well, Estella?" he teased her. "Don't you have anything to say about the document I'm showing you?"

"I - I'm not sure exactly what you want me to look at," she said nervously, still frozen in place, breathing a bit heavier than normal.

Josh couldn't believe she was still passively letting him grope her, not trying to move away or anything. He seized the opportunity to slip his fingers between her thighs and into her panties, exploring her pussy lips.

"Oh!" she gasped. She glanced around the office, clearly hoping nobody could see what he was doing to her. Their lower halves were indeed hidden from view by the cubicle.

"You shouldn't be doing this," Estella whispered. "Anyone could see." But she made no attempt to push his hand away, and he could feel her cunt lips moistening, the horny slut.

He leaned in and whispered back: "You know you're asking for it in that short skirt, you fucking cocktease."

He slipped a finger inside her. He knew what he was doing was taboo, probably breaking the law let alone office rules, and maybe unethical except he could tell she was getting off on it too. But the risk added to the sexual thrill and he felt somehow invincible.

"Don't pretend you don't like it, slut. You're gonna stay right there while I do whatever I want to you."

And she stood there getting fingered in front of the whole office. A couple of coworkers glanced over at them curiously, but didn't seem bothered by Estella standing oddly motionless, breathing rapidly, blushing and aiming her eyes at the ground shamefully.

Feeling emboldened, Josh's free hand grabbed her hand and placed it on his rock-hard bulge, guiding it up and down, making his cock tingle eagerly at her touch.

"Stop it!" she hissed at him, but her hand followed his guidance without much resistance. It seemed some instinctive part of her couldn't help complying despite her ****. He couldn't believe the way she was just going along with it.

Josh tugged her panties down, and they fell to her ankles. "Step out of them and kick them away."

"But... but..." she whimpered.

"The quicker you do what I say, the quicker this will be over."

Estella reluctantly kicked her panties away with her heels, leaving her wet pussy pantyless under her skirt.

As Estella's hand gently rubbed his big hard bulge, Josh debated whether to take the risk of continuing to strip her in public, or whether it was time to take her somewhere more private.