Training

"Morgan," said Miss Alba, "do you realize you're walking around with your pants split wide open?"

Morgan's eyes went big and she clasped her hands over her butt. She felt the tear in her slacks. "You mean..."

"Yes, everyone, including the CEO watched your strut around with that big hole in your slacks. You really are clueless, aren't you?"

Morgan blushed. "I...I...didn't..." suddenly the vibrating devices up her pussy and anus sped up their vibrating. "Oh god...."

"What's wrong with you?" asked Miss Alba.

"I...it's just....I can't....I..."

"Uh...uh...duh!" said Miss Alba in a mocking tone. "You're totally clueless. You're lucky you're not scrubbing toilets and sweeping out the lobby."

Morgan felt totally humiliated. The itching was grating on her, the vibrators were getting her so aroused, and she had flashed her panties at everyone. "Please, can't I just go home for the rest of the day?"

"No! This isn't some fancy day care where you can just get mommy and daddy to check you out. First, you must go take everyone's lunch order. All of the vice presidents and department heads first, then lower level management. Here's a pad and pen. Get to it." She shoved a pan and pen into Morgan's face.

"But my slacks... oh god!"

"You've already flashed the CEO, what more damage can you do. Get to work!"

Morgan took the pad and pen and walked off, wobbling as her knees grew weak.