Just try to work

Sara continued to work, constantly getting annoyed by how autocorrect kept changing her words. She found the dip to be increasingly tasty, and soon was sucking it off her fingers exclusively, ignoring the rest of the food for a while.

Of course, the subliminal messages continued to work, flashing on the screen as she tried to write a few messages to a few important people and write a second report before she gave up half-way through and just saved a draft to be finished later, and went back to analyzing a few graph and data charts she'd just been sent about how the company was doing.

This got her mind off the annoying autocorrect, and pleased her, as all information available seemed to indicate the company was doing fine. Oddly, she noticed a few of the graph resembled dicks, but chalked it up to what had been going on until then with the annoying autocorrect. Still, it didn't help her state of mind, and got dicks and semen even more in her thoughts, and she started to absentmindedly savor the creamy dip on her mouth before she swallowed it, which oddly pleased her.

Eventually, she caught herself and stopped doing it to focus on the graph, though she was seeing an increasing amount of dick-looking graphs. To stop things from going further, Sara decided to give the graphs a rest, and checked the charts, which were all green, much to her pleasure. After such a long and tiring day, it was good to see good news such as those. After a while, though, she noticed some of the letters, though spread out over an area, spelled out things like 'suck dick like a whore' and yummy, yummy cum'. She did a double take, and decided she was just imagining it, as it was just letters, even if she felt they were slightly highlighted above other letters. At any rate, the numbers were still green, and that was what mattered.

With everything checked out, and Sara feeling increasingly like she was being over-stressed about her imagined secret messages in the charts, she decided to just watch some good old fashioned YouTube videos as she waited for the time to go to the birthday party. The videos she watched were the same she always watched, a series on how to run a successful company. Little did she know the videos had been modified, and if her account was detected, the videos would include heavy subliminal messaging, both in the video and the music, about how delicious cum is and how it's the best thing to eat.

As Sara enjoyed the same videos she always had, her brain was fed even more subliminal messaging from before, slowly filling her mind with thoughts about dicks and cum. By this point she had finished all her food and dip, which disappointed her a bit, as she wanted more, so she, doing something very odd for herself, licked the cup the dip had been on to get out any that may be left. Afterwards, she felt embarrassed about it and quickly put the cup down.

At any rate, she looked at the clock on her computer and realized it was time for her to head to the party, so she quickly shut her computer down and left her office to head downstairs, to the common room where she knew the party would be. She hoped she wouldn't be late, and it'd be a lot less stressful than trying to write a report with a shitty hacked auto-correct.