Part 1: Staci's First Day
The humiliation continued, after spending all of yesterday in hell working as Mike's secretary. I did all the demeaning tasks I had assigned to my own secretary Lily. Who I had hired only for her gorgeous blonde looks. I saw her now magically assigned to another associate, but sitting at the same desk.
At lunch after a couple hours of work I escaped to the bathroom to pee for the first time in my body. The break gave me a good opportunity to clean up the juices that were drying in my underwear and allowed me to remove and stuff my soiled panties into my purse. This move removed the smell of sex that had been wafting from me since my "meeting" with Mike. Mike and I didn't interact much outside of work for the rest of the day. I spent the day mindless editing his memo's and fielding his calls towards him -- performing his duties as his sexy secretary.
A sharp reminder of his power occurred when he rebuked me for not speaking respectfully to him. Afterwards I found myself immediately adjusting and referring to him only as Mr. Smith and adding "Sir" when addressing him directly. This change pleased him directly as I saw his smug grin as I sauntered into his office to drop off some files "Here are the memos from the Dragonov's, Sir!".
I was terrified of being given more commands, but the end of the day eventually came. As a secretary I stopped work much earlier than before and was able to head home. I found a my keys led me to an older mazda with a bright pink steering wheel. Finding a pink Mazda where my corvette was parked was a bit humiliating. Driving home I found to my relief my apartment keys still worked. Entering it I found the layout and furniture completely changed.
My expensive items of furniture were all replaced with stained second-hand items. Not bothering to explore further in my changed place, I opted to immediately stripped down and stood in front of the mirror for an hour. Looking at the woman I had become. Eventually tired I crawled into bed. My emotions quickly erupted, and for the first time in years sobs wrecked me to sleep.
Awaking in the morning, it took me more than a second to get my bearings. A quick reach down to my penis confirmed my situation continued. Bleary-eyed I felt my body automatically start to get ready for the day. I itched to stop myself from preparing myself for what would likely be a continuation of my worst nightmare. Unbeknownst to my internal struggle my body continued on autopilot to get dressed. My body seemed to instinctively know how to curl my hair and apply my wakeup. Before I knew it, I was examining my gorgeous body in a blue blouse and skirt in my mirror.
After another short drive I was at work standing waiting at Mikes desk. After 10 minutes Mike finally rushed in making no comments or excuses. He gruffly slammed the door and ordered me to kneel and suck his cock.
Immediately my body dropped to the ground, and I reached for his pants. My hands reached gently to stroke his engorged length trapped in his pants before I expertly undid his zipper and fished his meat out. I was now eye level with his giant erect penis. I'd never had another cock this close to my face before. An aroma of musk hit my nose as leaned closer.
Above me Mike said, "you'll find I made your body a bit more reactive to my smell and taste -- it'll make your morning's a bit easier, won't it?". The question was clearly rhetorically, but as my face heated up my soprano voice immediately responded "Yes, Sir! Anything to make it easier!". Internally I wondered what he had changed? Why would making my body more reactive to his smell and taste be any benefit?
A moment later I felt my body respond to what he was saying. His smell was intoxicating. I grew a bit dizzy as I struggled to inhale large breaths through my nose to capture more of that scent. Instantly I knew he had changed me to become addicted to this new taste.
I couldn't stop myself as my mouth opened and my pink lips closed around his girth. My tongue twirled against his cock, massaging it gently. The salty taste of his cock matched the smell. This was the first time I'd ever had a penis in my mouth, and I couldn't stop myself from appreciating the flavour. I felt my mouth moving back and forth along his length with hunger. Desperately I tried to get more and more of that salty taste into my mouth as possible. I ignored Mike's gentle grunts above me, as I passionately attended to his cock.
Suddenly Mike pushed me gently from him, stood me up and pushed me against his desk. Confused my brain took me a second to reorient to the lack of his taste, and smell. My hands would be reaching for his cock, if they weren't supporting my weight on the desk. His hands ripped my shirt over my head exposing my bra. He then pulled the helm of my skirt up. The pink bra and underwear that I'd put on this morning were fully exposed to Mike's leering eyes. I couldn't think straight. It felt like the air was heady with the musk of his cock.
Mike continues undressing me pulling my pink panties down over my stockings. As my panties are removed, I see them stick slight before trailing a bit of grool from my moist pussy. I realized with a fierce blush, and a burst of shame that I had grown quite wet in my crotch and had soiled another pair of underwear. In shame I tried to shut my legs to hide my now glistening pussy. To my shame Mike had already noticed and commented "Nice and wet for me already?". Another obviously rhetorical question I was forced to answer with a breathy "Yes, Sir!".
He didn't waste much time. forcing my legs wide with his strong arms. Exposing my pussy to the office air. His cock once again plunged into me again. I gasped at the fullness. This time my body immediately started matching his movements. My pelvis gyrated to match his thrusts on the base of the desk. I felt his cock enter and exit further than yesterday milking pleasure from my spine.
I felt my hands pulling his silk tie, drawing him closer, and pressing him further into me. Through the haze of his smell I realized the soprano sultry sexy moaning was coming involuntarily from my own mouth. I tried desperately to keep my mouth shut, but as the pleasure flooded through my body my mouth flung open again crying out. My moans only continued in volume as the pleasure mounted further. Mike's penis was pulsing in and out of me in a steady rhythm. I felt myself clench my muscles against to milk his thrusts. This served draw low moans from him.
This seemed to drive us both over the edge, and my world exploded into pleasure as a full body orgasm raked over me. I heard my voice crying "Ooooh, Yes Sir!". Mike also reaching his climax panted and slowed down. Still lost in my pleasure I fully clenched down my muscles as he exploded his seed deep in my womb.
Panting I gradually recovered from the pleasure of my orgasm. Deep shame immediately overcame me, as I realized I had lost control of my internal struggle in the throes of passion. Looking at Mike's office mirror I see my new body on display, my legs hanging open. My lipstick was smeared, and I felt a pang of annoyance. I would have to fix that in the bathroom. I felt a glob of semen exit from deep in my vagina. In the mirror I see his seed slowly surface, coating my lip, accumulating briefly before dripping down my lips into my ass crack with a shiver.
Mike, dressed quickly and quickly ordered me off, and dressed. I quickly pulled up my panties again and felt the uncomfortable wet sensation of the material getting saturated with cum, and my juices. I only had to pull my skirt down over my thighs, before putting on my blouse which was bunched in the corner of the office where it'd been thrown.
Exiting the office, I came to a humiliating realization. Mike and I were not alone working early in the morning. I saw several secretary and junior associate desks occupied. I was absolutely sure they could hear our activities when I was in his office. If there was any doubt, my now smeared lipstick and frazzled hair only confirmed it. I felt their sideways glances burn into me as I walked to the women's bathroom. My face was burning a bright red fueled by this added humiliation. To add further humiliation, I saw my previous sexy blonde secretary Lily eyeing me in disdain as I entered the women’s room.
I entered the woman's room, and immediately locked myself in a stall to regroup. I shimmied out of my soiled panties and picked them up. Before I stuffed them in my purse my nose twitched. Slowly I brought the wadded wet pink material up to my nose. The same salty delicious smell was wafting out. Mike's load had mixed in to soil the material. I couldn't stop myself from bringing my soiled panties up directly to my nose and breathing against the material. The smell was still absolutely intoxicating to my nose. I felt myself licking the sodden portion of the panties which had been sitting directly against my still dripping pussy. My tongue picked up the acidic coppery taste of my own juices that had saturated the fabric, but importantly overpowering that taste was the delicious salty tangy taste of his cum. I couldn't help myself feasting on my own panties like a pervert, lapping up the taste of him still present there.
As pushed the panties down and wadded them into my purse I felt suddenly another glob of semen worked itself out of my vagina and my hand dropped to catch it. I brought my fingers up to my face with great shame sucked my fingers clean. The taste exploded in my mouth, and my other hand immediately dropped to collect more of his nectar I might have collected, desperately finger myself. Switching hands when I had cleaned my fingers off. Only to soon with my fingers I felt myself rise and edge towards another orgasm savoring the taste of Mike prominent in my mouth.
After this orgasm faded. I hurriedly snapped to my heels and finished up the bathroom. My body automatically fixed my smeared lipstick and hair before walking out into the bullpen. More people had arrived. I kept my head down and headed to my desk to continue working. A blush heated my face, as I continued to feel disdainfull glances.
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