The Selection Process

''Fucking Dammit'' The blue haired girl behind the computer slammed her fist down on her desk, causing her large tits to wobble unsupported in her turtleneck sweater.

''Whassup?'' Her co-worker pushed herself back from her desk lollipop hanging out of her mouth. Without the desk doing anything to cover this dark haired girl, it was clear that unlike her bustier blue haired counterpart, this lithe girl was almost nude, only wearing a pair of nylon stockings which covered up to her hips, her legs tight together as her feet rubbed slowly over each other.

''My user just fucking nuked himself'' The blue haired girl said, slouching defeated into her chair

''Wait really?'' The thin dark haired woman started to push her chair across to her co-workers desk, gasping slightly each time her foot made contact with the floor, the busty blue haired girl staring flatly at the show her friend was unintentionally putting on.

''I thought you turned that down?'' The blue haired girl asked with annoyance

''I did, but then I got a chance to go out and check on the little foot slut bimbos last night and I just couldn't resist, just the thought of having a pair of bimbos to play with and ones that are specifically catering to my preferences at that? Come on! Oh, the subby one, she has this thing she does where...''

''Jess, I don't need to know. Okay?''

''Fiine, what's happening here anyway?'' Jess said, pointing at the computer monitor

''The user I selected accidentally left himself dumb as a brick and it triggered the User Capabilities Assessment''

''Oof'' Jess laughed, ''I had something like that happen once, this one girl made herself so obsessed with...''

''Jess!'' The blue haired girl interrupted her ''What is it with you and the foot fetish stuff lately, it's fucking weird''

''Her tits'' Jess said, in a calm tone ''The girl was so obsessed with her own tits, she almost forgot she even had the app'' She paused for a moment before continuing ''Honestly, what's weirder is how much you seem to hate all the fetish stuff. I mean, weird? Have you seen where we work? I'm definitely closer to the norm here''

''Perv'' The blue haired girl said, sticking out her tongue

''Prude'' Jess said, leaning back and raising her feet up to place them in the blue haired girls lap, causing her to put her hands up away from the desk, looking almost as if she was being held at gunpoint

''I rest my case'' She said, still caressing one foot with the other as they both lay in the blue haired girls lap ''You should really try messing with the mental stuff sometime. Giving yourself a new fetish can be a total eye opener'' Jess was stroking one foot quickly up against the other now, her heel rocking back and forth in the blue haired girls lap.

''I can see that'' She grabbed Jess' ankles and lifted the nylon covered feet off her lap, causing the thin dark haired girls chair to roll back a little bit as she pushed the girls feet away from her.

''Okay'' Jess to a breath before tentatively standing up and slowly walking towards her blue haired co-worker ''Tell you what Val, I'll help you solve your user problem, if and only if, you give me admin access''

Val shook her head vigorously, blue hair flicking about her shoulders, ''Nuh-uh. No deal, no way'' She knew exactly why Jess wanted access, part of the perks of the job was that everyone who worked here could only be changed from their own workstation or device and she knew exactly what Jess was going to do to her in her current state of mind

''I promise, I will not make you do any foot stuff when I mess with your head'' Jess said, holding her hand over her heart

''But you do plan to mess with my head?'' Val responded

''Yup!'' The dark haired girl smiled, nodding enthusiastically