Revelations and Interruptions

Cassandra stared at the page, reading over the line a few times, just to be sure she'd understood correctly.

If she was correct, then the water had washed away her other changes, though only for a little while, as she realized she was going to spend almost half a day as a cum obsessed slut once everything kicked back in.

She let out a deep sigh as her shoulders slumped, she supposed it could be worse. Though she made a mental note that she'd have to get back at Rebecca for this at some point. After all, she was the reason they were messing with the buns in the first place and despite that, she was the one who was now most likely pounding away at their boss, getting fucked senseless. All while Cassandra memorized the Menu and waited for the moment she turned back into a total cum-slut.

The phrase ''Don't get mad, get even'' crossed her mind as she slowly started flicking through the menu again, feeling guilty at the slight arousal that started within her at the thought of how she could use some of the items listed here against Rebecca, though she still wasn't sure how she'd trick the more experienced girl into eating something she'd doubtless know was magic. Maybe she'd throw down the gauntlet with another challenge like the one Rebecca had made with the buns...

''Honey, this place is really nice, I just think we'd be better off staying home and sorting things out''

Cassandra snapped her menu shut as she heard the voice. A woman was approaching the desk. By the sounds of it, she wasn't alone either. Something confirmed by the sound of a male voice responding.

''Hey, look. There's nothing to sort out, we've both been stressed out lately and I didn't consider you might need to vent your frustrations too. Besides, we're already here, may as well let me get you a nice dinner. This place is supposed to be special from what I've heard''

Cassandra didn't dare look up from the desk as she heard the couple getting closer, at least until a gasp from the woman made her look up out of curiosity. Something she wished she hadn't done just a moment later.

The woman was staring down at her with a disapproving expression, thin eyebrows arched sharply as she turned to look at the man next to her, thin lips pursed as her blue eyes glared at him, a blush starting to show even on her lightly tanned skin.

The man was slack jawed, brown eyes panicked and darting back and forth between Cassandra and the woman he came in with. he nervously scratched at the back of his head, fingers dragging through the short and slightly messy haircut. Despite his imposing height, his thin build and the way he withered under the disapproving glare, almost gave the impression a stiff breeze could carry the man away.

''Care to explain, Gerald'' The woman said, through clenched teeth.

''Look, Ang, I swear I don't know...'' He stopped himself as the woman, who Cassandra assumed was called Angela, visibly grew more frustrated with him.

Despite her embarrassment, Cassandra felt the need to defend the poor guy. It was clear he came here intending to smooth something over with his girlfriend

''This... This actually isn't our regular uniform. I-I just had to grab this because mine got... Uh, messed up'' Cassandra struggled out what she'd hoped was a believable explanation for the reason she was wearing a skin tight body suit.

It was Cassandras turn to wither under Angela's **** glare, as the attempted explanation only seemed to make Cassandra the new focus of her discontent.

''Just...'' Angela put her hand to her forehead and took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm herself before speaking ''Could you just show us to a table please and get us a menu'' Angela looked around as she finished speaking, looking to her right and then quickly to her left. ''Where are all the tables?'' She asked, frustration growing more apparent in her voice again.

Cassandra stood up, quickly grabbing two pamphlet menus and swallowing hard before speaking

''We actually have private dining rooms for our clients, here, allow me to show you the way'' Cassandra quickly turned on her heel and started walking towards the doors at the side of the room, still catching a glance as she turned of Angela staring at Gerald again.

As she walked, Cassandra suddenly had the thought that she was at least clean and hadn't been left covered in cum