The Futa CEO: Daily Urges

When Arabella woke up she woke up to find her bed was wet with her pre-jizz, she groaned with disgust and anger "Goddamn fucking dream!" she hissed with contempt. To say she had a pleasing dream would be the last thing she could call it, she felt it was a nightmare. She had dreamed that she was surrounded by women, with huge breasts and ass some bloated with cum others pregnant their huge tits leaking milk. They crawled onto her begging her to fill their wombs with her man seed. It was made even worse by the fact that in the dream her dick had grown so large that it would bulge from the woman's stomach and her balls became so large she could sit on them. Angrily she tossed her sheets aside, thankful that she had her personal washing machine and dryer where she lived. But before she could even get up she looked down and saw that, somehow, her dick and balls were even bigger. "What?!" she snapped, "I just- how could-!?" she spluttered angrily "Ugh! Why is this happening to me?" she moaned she got up and went to wash up.

-An Hour Later-

Arabella looked in the mirror as she checked her clothes to make sure her new part wasn't visible. The biggest problem ws the fact that she had to wear looser bigger clothes not just due to her . When she had sat down it was slightly visible from her tight skirt... so for once she was **** to wear a looser skirt. Which helped cover it much easier, but already she had a worry, 'If this damn thing keeps getting bigger someone is gonna notice no matter what clothes I buy... I have to find a way to shrink it or...' she thought of having it removed... 'But if I do there will be questions not to mention the recovery absence, my company wouldn't take it.' ever thinking of her own gain. "Fine I'll weather out this curse one way or another." she growled and getting her belongings she left her apartment.

-6:57 A.M-

Arabella parked her car into her company's CEO parking spot. She got out grabbing her belongings and walked to the elevator that lead to the upper floors. She reached into her breast pocket pulling out her ID Card and scanned it on the elevators display. A beep of confirmation and the door opened, she walked in and the door closed she then pressed the button with the letters CEO on it. Which caused the elevator to go up to the highest floor where her office was, once it reached the floor it opened and she stepped out for her office. She walked to the door and unlocked it with her key, she then opened the door walked inside and locked it. She headed for her desk and as she did a motion tracker up in the ceiling detected her and the window's screen covering raised up showing the city below. She walked to the window and stared down, 'I don't know how this happened but I will not let it control my life I will not succumb to these carnal desires!' she resolved. She turned to her desk to begin her day, though she would find it to be a difficult day.

-7:30 A.M-

Arabella was reading through the paperwork but she found it was difficult to work as whenever her eyes landed on any paperwork talking about female workers she would hyper fixate on the details and found herself searching them up. She would absorb all information about them before realizing what she was doing and going back to her paperwork. It didn't help that as she found herself looking at the women her dick would stir and throb painfully. Pre-cum was leaking out in response to her arousal and was creating quite the aroma in her office so much so she had to open a smaller window to air out her office. By the time her secretary came Arabella was feeling strangely tense. She felt like she was being restricted and oppressed and wanted to strip off her clothes letting it all out. It was made worse by her secretary coming in to greet and give Arabella even more paperwork. She couldn't stop looking at Ovelia's tits constrained by her top cleavage pushed together ready to erupt out from their confines. "Ms. Willard," Arabella was snapped out of her daze by Ovelia's words, "Is everything alright?" she asked.

Arabella nodded, "Yes, yes... everything is fine." she said.

-8:30 A.M-

Arabella was not fine however, even in the timespan of one hour Arabella could not focus on what she wanted. She kept thinking of Ovelia of grabbing her and fucking her like crazy. Her seat was wet as the pre-cum made it moist and she had to get up every 10 minutes to wipe it dry only for it to get wet again. Arabella was going crazy sex was the only thing on her mind and she found that when she was on her computer she would open a mini-window to watch women masturbate. She worked but her eyes flicked to the mini-window every 4 minutes. Her cock was struggling against her tie down, throbbing wanting to be let out.

-9:58 A.M-

Arabella was in her private bathroom jerking off her cock she couldn't take it anymore she had to cum. She panted and huffed as she pumped the length rapidly. "Come on cum you stupid prick!" she half-moaned half-snarled. She kept jerking it off her hips thrusting weakly. She had been jerking off for 3 minutes and she couldn't get it. She felt herself on the edge but no matter what she didn't cum. "FUCK!" she shouted glaring at her prick. "Just cum you stupid-!" she began when a knock on her door alerted her. It was her secretary Ovelia.

"Ms. Willard? There's a call for you." she said.

Arabella was **** but would Ovelia keep the secret? Could she really afford that risk?