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Chapter 12 by wsauthor

Back to the future (the present)

You are reassigned

You rest your hands on your belly bulge. You felt like you still had a few gallons of her cum inside you. When she dropped you off at your place, you looked positively swollen with her cum. Now, you are still large enough to draw stares, mostly because you aren’t wearing your suit but instead an XXXL polo to cover most of your belly. You sport cargo shorts below with the button undone and the zipper open. You watch as eyes spot the women’s underwear peeking out. Your partner from last night suggested they would be more comfortable and offered hers.

At least you don’t need help walking, unlike last night. She had to help you up to your apartment due to your weight. You were surprised by her continued need and your willingness and ability to accept it once you got to your place.

A hand waves in front of your face. You look up, startled.

“Hello? Clean out your desk?” A red-faced blonde you don’t know has gotten in your face during your flashback. She is pressed up against your belly with her own of similar size.

“Oh! Sorry! Just thinking about last night…” You muse.

“Oh! S-sorry…are you full of cum, too?”

You snap back to reality as she gently pushes you back into your cubicle with her weight. This girl is sweating and you see a hard cock sticking out of her skirt. You are pushed back onto your desk.

“I can’t hold it in, so you’ll have to carry it around…” The still unknown female says as she adjusts your shorts.

“S-sure…what are we talking abou- Oh…”

You accept the new dick inside without complaint.

“You may want to get new clothes, by the way. I can help you if you want. I’m Clarissa, one of the assistants of the new executive team that just took over…here it comes…!”

“Ohh…I can feel it…I see what mean…” You watch your shirt ride up your belly.

“All done! Thanks for the help! None of the executives ever let you take care of your needs. All of us in the assistant program need to handle it ourselves.”

“So nothing has changed in that regard?” You laugh as you hop off the desk and pull up your shorts.

“Oh. So by the way, as I was saying earlier, you are being reassigned to my team. The instructor from yesterday recommended you highly.”

“Oh? Did she…” You blush.

“Well, it’s a good thing she did. Everyone else on this floor was laid off!”

“Oh, we were…”

“We weren’t *that* quiet where a few people wouldn’t have watched the show,” she says and pats your bare belly swollen out of your shirt.

“So just pack up your desk and move into your boss’s old office. We are going to renovate this floor a little.”

“Oh! Sure! I can do that!”

What is it that you do again?

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