Tiffany and HR

Earlier in the day Tiffany left Jordan to her duties she walked over to the elevator and peeked around the corner to see her friend powdering her nose, a soft smile came to her coral lipstick covered lips. Heading back inside and down to the tenth floor to see Mrs. Bridget, she had a little time before she needed to be back at her desk. One of the privileges of her position was helping train the new office girls was the extra freedom away from a desk and another upside she thought was getting to help her new friend be more confident in her body. She wasn’t sure if Jordan must have been a tomboy, and she wondered if a past relationship made her feel less valuable, but she would help bring her out of her shell.

The elevator gave an almost cheerful ding noise as they opened into the HR floor. With a smile and a wave Tiffany walked up to the reception desk and looked at one of her colleagues, and pulled a six-piece Godiva dark Decadence truffle flight chocolate box. “Some of the boys spoiled me with a few of these boxes and you were like the first person I thought of Bianca. Hardly anyone comes here because they are in a good mood, you deserve to be spoiled just as much as anyone. Now tell the new gossip, dish girl.” the two-woman chatted for around twenty minutes before Tiffany looked at her watch. “Where does the time go, I gotta run and talk to Mrs. Bridget, but we need to go out for drinks after work sometime soon, and I will bring my new friend I was talking about.

Walking down the hallway Tiffany gave two taps on the open door to Mrs. Bridget Gunther’s office.

“Come on in darling! Look at you pretty as a picture today, oh but you always do, don’t you dear.” stepping in Tiffany gave a quick embrace with the older woman before smoothing her skirt and sitting down in the chair opposite the desk. Placing her last flight of dark truffle decadence chocolates on the desk Tiffany gave a toothy smile. Crossing her legs at the knee she said “I was talking with Bianca and she assured me you would just love these.”

“Oh look at you trying to butter me up, if you are trying to get something out me dear that isn’t going to work and you know it.” the southern woman said as she opened the box and popped a piece of the candy in her mouth. Closing her eye’s, she smiled making a noise. “Mmmm. Well okay dear maybe these are going to get you somewhere. What can I do for you sweetie?”

“Nothing from me Mrs. Bridget, I actually wanted to see if we could help Jordan Applegate. I remember you talking about how some of her clothes were ruined and her just starting she may not have enough clothes to like look good for Mega Corp and any visitors to Mr. Wesker.”

“Bless your heart, you truly are just the sweetest girl ever Tiffany, you butter me up and ask for a favor and it isn’t even for yourself. Consider it done, I can approve her to get a week advance on pay. I reckon between you and Adam looking out for Jordan she sure is going to feel at home here with us. I just got off the phone with him and he gave me a glowing report how she helped him with a meeting, she should be coming any time now actually. I needed to talk to her about seeing our onsite doctor, in my rush to get her started we never gave her a proper **** test. So, I’m sending her on down him in the basement to get her bloodwork done.” with that she popped another piece of chocolate in her mouth.

“These are so good darling, thank you.”

“It was no trouble at all ma’am, and you should thank Bianca it was her idea to give them to you.” the raised eye brows and the look told Tiffany she wasn’t buying the story, but wasn’t going to make no fuss about it. “There is actually one more thing I wanted to see about for Jordan. I wanted to make sure her health coverage started on day one, the poor girl lacks confidence.” giving Tiffany a perplexed look Mrs. Gunther let Tiffany continue without interruption, she noticed the girl was a bit timid, but Tiffany had been the one spending time with her.

“I have seen her looking at my breasts more than a few times, and I can tell she is stuffing her bra and I don’t mean a little either. Poor girl, I know just how she feels being flat chested. You remember me when I first started, I only had an A cup. I was just thrilled when I found out about how our health plan allows Mega Corp to extend credit for cosmetic surgery, the monthly payments taken out of my salary were more than worth it for what I got out it.” Tiffany said cupping her large D cup breasts.

Mrs. Gunther just let out a laugh. “Oh yes dear I remember when you first started with us, I myself was always blessed in that department. I just wish I had your waist. You were much bashful then to if I recall, but look at you now. Why don’t you hang out in the waiting area with Bianca for a bit and you can go on down to the doctor with Jordan, how does that sound.”

Uncrossing her leg, Tiffany stood up. “That sounds like you are the best!”

Before she could leave the office though the head of HR called to her. “Remember Miss Evans it has to be her decision.” giving the older woman a tight but cheerful smile Tiffany indicated she understood and went to the waiting area.

Back on the fourteenth floor Jordan walked as fast has he high heeled feet could take him, barley remembering to step with one foot in front of the other and move his hips like Tiffany taught him. Grabbing the purse from the desk he was off to the woman’s restroom. Looking at himself in the mirror he wanted to cry, but where would that get him, just having a bigger mess to mix with the makeup. Looking down in the purse at the makeup he wished mouth wash was a thing in there. Rolling his tongue around in his mouth the salting taste of the warm fluid just wouldn’t go away. With a sigh he pulled the mascara from the bag and looked to the mirror unsure of where even start. He must have stood there like that for five minutes before the door opening revealing Janet.

“Why haven’t you been responding to my texts girlie, and why is your makeup running.” she said as she walked closer, her own heels clicking on the tile floor.

“I... I.. didn’t have my phone and.. Adam, I was with Adam Wesker.”

Janet wrinkled her nose smelling the feminized man’s breath. “You gave him a blow job?” eyes going down cast, the feelings of shame, guilt and disgust filled Jordan. “I didn’t have a choice.”

Smirking Janet put one hand on Jordan’s shoulder and the other on the cheek. “Hey, hey it's okay. It is only natural for a bimbo like you to give your boss a blow job, no need to be sad about it. But don’t you go and say you didn’t have a choice.” the voice went from soft and comforting to a harsher tone. “Trouble seems to follow you and the same words keep coming out of your mouth as long as I have known you. That you didn’t have a choice.” Jordan went to argue, but when he opened his mouth Janet just shook her head no and gave a stern look. “You are a reck girl, I’m going to give you something to help calm down, then I wil fix your makeup and lastly.” Janet looked down at the pantyhose on Jordan that had a long run in them. “You will stay here till I come back and give you another pair, and from now on keep an extra pair or two at your desk. Maybe some mouth wash too, I know girls like you enjoy savoring the taste, but I don’t want to smell it.” Janet looked through her purse and pulled out a bottle and putting three tablets into Jordan’s manicured hand.

“Now I want you to take one now, one in a few hours and one tomorrow morn..” she watched Jordan put all three pills in his mouth and swallow. “Or three now is good, girl you are not going to be bothered by a thing for the rest of today, but here take one more. That was is for tomorrow morning, not now.” Jordan nodded already starting to feel relaxed from the tranquilizers that Janet had from her therapist. They were to induce a sense of well-being, releasing them from stress, anxiety and irritation, but with as many as Jordan just took someone could tell him he is dying and he might not or even remember he was told that later.

It was just a few minutes later when Jordan was looking in the large floor to ceiling mirror by the door in the bathroom he stood still with his back straight from the tight ultra-tight corset. The high-necked purple satin blouse with ¾ quarter sleeves still had the top buttons undone showing the illusion of breast from the padding and contouring, the black skirt that was way too high above his knees but now he no longer seemed to be bothered by it, sheer tan hose and the pair of spiky purple velvet looking round toe heels give inch heels. The makeup was back to perfection with Janet’s help and Jordan took the time to look himself up and down, turning in the mirror to look at his behind and smiling. “You know Mr. Wesker is right, I do have an apple bottom, if I saw someone looking like this, I would want to do her. Hell, I know and I want to do me.” Janet held back a laugh.

“Sweetie, you are a hoot when you are these pills. I will have to remember that, and you need to remember that you are an air-headed bimbo. That is why you can’t rinse your mouth out right now. Girls like you enjoy the taste.”

“I don’t though, it's disgusting.” the feminized man said with a frown.

“No, that isn’t right try again and remember who you are. Tell me who you are.” the voice was stern again. “Cum is like yummy, and I love it.” the act was easier when Jordan felt like this and he saw talking this way made Janet smile, god he loved seeing that smile, she was so pretty.

“You have been a good girl, so I tell you what the nail polish can wait till this weekend instead of tonight. You can rest tonight, but in return you need to get yourself a dildo. Every girl has one, and you are a girl. One that loves cocks, so you need one too. Tell me why you need a dildo, Jordan.” Jordan bit his lower lip and thought how to reply. “I like need one because I like cocks and need one in my mouth.”

“You can have fun with it in other places too, but that will do for now. You run along, and you can keep that pantyhose.”