Team-building

Carmen didn’t see him as he walked to her door. She was pretending to be on her computer, but kept glancing over at a mirror on her desk, making kissy-faces at herself. Adam felt his blood boil, as that nagging thought popped up again in his mind.

"Like, what?" She started without looking up as Adam opened the door to her office.

"You wanted to see me, Ms Himenez."

She looked up, confusion gave way to shock as she saw him. She blinked, opening and closing her mouth like a fish with her exaggerated duck lips, before she finally blurted out, "Adam? Like. O.M.G you're HUGE!"

Carmen sat stammering for a second admiring Adam’s changes, although hers were definitely just as ****. Her old, somewhat boxy figure had been squeezed into an hourglass that would have made a Victorian corset proud. Her breasts were practically bursting out of her shirt; her ass was almost too large for the deluxe managerial office chair that it found itself in. Adam had expected these changes. He read the change log that Anna had given him, but still, he hardly recognized his old boss.

Adam stepped inside, shutting the door behind him. He removed his jacket and hung it up on the coat rack directly under a vent, the cool air blowing his sweat’s chemical warfare around the closed office. Immediately the office was inundated with his scent.

Carmen's face flushed even deeper underneath her permanent exaggerated makeup.

"Wow, Adam you're like, totes hot!"

She inhaled deeply.

"Oh, wow, you smell so good too!"

He brushed past the comment. His instincts were screaming at him to use her. But he came here with a mission.

"I want to work from home. I don’t think that it's good for me to be in the office."

"Oh," Carmen sounded disappointed. "I don't think we're allowing people to work from home." She concentrated as she spoke, pausing after each word to make sure it was correct. "It doesn't… promote… good… office… culture." She smiled, having said it right. "And that's why you can't do it."

She looked him in the eyes with a sharp intake of breath. She squirmed in her seat as the pheromones worked their way into her system, her already frayed ability to resist melting.

Adam towered over her desk. He glared at her, seething. His hands held his weight in tensed tents as he leaned forward. His boss looked up with round eyes and round lips.

Adam growled, "That's garbage and you know it, so why don't you suck my dick!"

"Okay!"

Without hesitation, Carmen clambered out of her seat and over the desk faster than Adam could react. Papers and knickknacks went flying to the side. Kneeling on the desk, ankles splayed out behind her, she groped at Adam's new pants.

"Wait-"

But she wasn't listening. Her hands got the belt loose and his cock out before he could process what was happening. She pushed her entire body forward to impale herself onto his cock. She kneeled on her desk on all fours as she shoved him into her mouth, taking him to the hilt. Every inch between her lips sent her pussy quivering, soaking the thin strip of panties that covered her.

Adam could feel his cock enveloped completely by her warm eager mouth. Everytime she rocked forwards a fresh burst of stimulation zapped her brain as she buried her face in his crotch. Her tongue slid affectionately over his cock, each lick sending a fresh pulse of pleasure to her dripping pussy.

Carmen moaned. The changes had made her lips as sensitive as her lower womanly lips. As she greedily took him down her throat, what was left of her brain sloshed around, drowning in a **** need to cum.

Adam, after days of being stuck in a lustful daze, was not able to maintain his composure under the **** from the needy bimbo’s throat. His boss, a woman he used to have respect for, slammed herself against him harder and harder, moaning past his cock, working herself into a frenzy as the throbbing heat in her belly grew more intense.

She stopped and looked up at him, making eye contact before pushing his cock all the way down her throat in rapid short thrusts. Her eyes unfocused, rolled back as she finally lost herself in pleasure.

Adam couldn't hold any longer. Hot cum exploded down her throat, triggering her own frantic release. Her makeup would have been ruined with tears, drool and cum if it hadn't been permanently set by the nanites. Her belly distended slightly from the sheer volume of seed, and she gagged slightly as he pulled himself from her throat, still shooting, coating the inside of her mouth and firing one last rope across her face as he exited her mouth.

His knees shook, and he steadied himself against the desk. Carmen smiled, giggled, and rolled over, knocking more papers to the floor. Adam tried to catch his breath. It had happened so fast, embarrassingly fast. The blind need that clouded his head subsided, but his cock didn’t soften. No, it wasn’t finished. Carmen was, however. She drew a finger over the cum on her face and slurped it up.

“Listen, Ms. Himenez,” Adam said wearily, stuffing his still-stiff cock back into his slacks. “Who can I talk to about working from home? If I stay here, no one is going to get any work done.”

Carmen rolled her head to the side, still too weak to lift up off her desk. “You could… talk to my boss, maybe? He’s been, like um, in a mood lately. Maybe you could cheer him up!” She giggled, proud of herself for forming an idea.

Adam huffed. His head cleared just enough that he remembered he had a mission- run the second “single target test” for Anna. He gave his bimbo boss another look before grabbing his coat. To be honest, he kind of liked her new changes. No, he would save the tests for someone else.

Time to climb the corporate ladder.