Robin smiles

As she pondered what to do, Jasmine couldn't help but notice Robin fidgeting slightly, seemingly out of nervousness but with an almost uncharacteristic small smile sitting on his face suggesting the opposite.

"What's up, Robin?" Jasmine asked curiously with her own grin, to which Robin nodded slowly.

"Oh, nothing, Dr. Jasmine," he answered swiftly, his little smile remaining on his face. "I'm just...waiting for the order..."

"The order?"

"Well, it's not hard to put two and two together, Dr. Jasmine," Robin said with a small laugh, his voice sounding a bit more composed than usual. "Seeing what sort of policies you brought to life out there...and then having me strip in here...what comes next is kind of obvious, isn't it? Hehe..."

"Oh, you're a smart cookie, aren't you?" Jasmine replied with a giggle of her own. "You see the big picture."

"I do, Dr. Jasmine, and I'm...more than okay with it," Robin admitted slowly, his slight smile growing wider as his eyes slowly fell to Jasmine's girlcock for the first time. Taking notice of where he was gazing, Jasmine found herself unable to reply, her mouth simply agape with joyful surprise.

Oh, he's...oh, could this be any better?! Jasmine thought to herself, excitement welling up inside. The sound of Feng's delighted chuckle ringed in her head as she slowly felt herself getting hard.

"Alright then," Jasmine said, ready to proceed with her new playtoy obviously eager to get started. "Let's talk about what we'll be doing, then. As my assistant and having had read those instructions, you already know full well to do everything I say and to allow me to do as I please with you, yes?"

"Of course, Dr. Jasmine," Robin happily stated with a nod, almost biting his bottom lip in anxiousness. "Anything and everything you do is for the good of the company. Whatever happens will increase productivity one way or another...and I'm here to help with that in some way or another, isn't that right?"

"You are absolutely correct, sweetie," Jasmine confirmed. "So, I'm curious, Robin. You're very perceptive and on top of things. So what do you think we'll be doing?"

"Well," Robin started, laughing a little to himself as his eyes shifted between Jasmine's dick and her eyes. "I imagine a lot of it will involve being on top of something in particular..."

Jasmine's smile grew wider. "And why is that?"

"You spend lots of time making all these policies, and it must make you want to do lots of things...I think you just needed someone specific to have around to do those things with...?" Robin guessed, finding it slightly difficult to form a coherent hypothesis while being distracted by the thoughts of what might be happening in just a few minutes. "Or maybe you need me as a measure to test your policies yourself before you institute them? Or maybe...both..."

Jasmine nodded slowly to herself, gradually finding Robin to be more and more cute with every passing moment. She was stuck wondering how to mold her new little toy from here on out. It would be easy enough to just turn him into another personal cumdump, but Jasmine couldn't help but feel some merit behind the idea of playing the game with a different, newer angle when it came to Robin.

"Well, Dr. Jasmine?" Robin spoke up with a smile, breaking her free from her thoughts. "Am I right...? What would you assign for my next task as your assistant?"

My very own cute little femboy...oh, how should I go about this...?