Monica's At Her Desk

Monica finally arrived at her desk, and was ready to start her day. It's been a couple days since she worked and a lot was going to be on her plate. The first order of business was to catch up with emails and phone messages, so she started work A little later as she was reading an email, the Brand Adjuster approached and he had a wicked smile on his face.

"Hey Monica, wow. Nice rack." He was smiling ear to ear.

"Yeah, I bet you like them. Asshole." Monica didn't bother to look up.

"So, I've heard some things." He started.
Monica looked up, her eyes narrow, her nostrils flaring.

The Adjuster shrugged off her dirty look. "I know that you know the effects of the e-mail we sent a few days ago. You read that e-mail, filled to the brim with very effective messaging, and you are still, you...That wasn't supposed to happen."

Monica threw him a smirk. "Yeah, I don't think the message sunk in. You wanna try again?"

The Brand Adjuster chuckled, "You take me for a petty man. Look around Ms. Hanlon, I've already won. Every woman here is complacent with the program. You're the odd one out, that being said, maybe it is far more tasteful to have one woman who is feisty like you."

Monica took a good look, and saw that most of her fellow female co-workers were not in their usual work attire. She didn't notice until now because of her own big titted problems that she was preoccupied with. Now, it was very obvious. Many of them were wearing skimpy dresses, or tight pencil skirts. In the corner of her eye, was that someone on their knees over by accounting? It was indeed, and one of the guys there was fucking the woman in her mouth.

"What the fuck is wrong with all of you?" Monica was dumbfounded and turned back to look at the BA.

The Brand Adjuster shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. "Monica, Monica, Monica.....It's all about the money. Look how happy the men are here with full service? With a happier staff, ADE's goods and services will benefit from it. Besides, all the women seem happy too."

Monica scoffed, "Happy? Look around, you're treating them like whores."

"We treat our whores quite nicely, actually. They are paid very well, a lot more than you, you should be one."

Monica's eyes widened and her jaw dropped.

"Oh, did I say that out loud?" The Brand Adjuster gave a wry smile. "Oops." He proceeded to gesture at Monica's huge tits. "I'm sure I'll see you around." The BA walked away laughing like a villain, and Monica sat their, still in shock at the BA's insanity.