Head back to the office

You grab the coffees and make your way back to the office. You can feel the nerves in the pit of your stomach, wondering what to expect when you get inside. You're practically soaking through your panties at the thought. You get to your building and ride the elevator up to your floor, getting to your desk without running into anyone. As you look down at your desk, you notice it's changed, particularly the name plate which now reads "Jenny Jizzslurper," apparently your new nickname around the office.

Your hands tremble as you feel a compulsion to start obeying your Rules, fingers moving to the buttons of your silk blouse. One by one you undo them, stripping down in the middle of your office. You can feel the pussyjuice dripping down your thighs as the blouse comes off, followed by your bra, to expose your enormous new tits to anyone who walks by. You unzip your skirt next, letting it pool at your ankles, and before long you're completely nude.

It's all you can do to resist toying with your slit as you grab the coffee and head to your boss' office.