How To - Staff Satisfaction/I Suck Ch. 02

Every excruciating shock seemed to get a muffled applause from the crowd behind the holes. At least that's what it sounded like. It was so hard to listen properly while choking down inches of flesh at a time. Eventually, one of the two men came, leaving her free to assault the other. Ordeal over, she looked around, before having a full body shock that left her writing on the floor. She couldn't tell why, but it happened again. No holes where filled! She cried out, only to get a third unpleasant shock.

Eventually they stopped and she regained composure. Checking each hole, suddenly she noticed a hole open up beneath her. A cock popped out of the floor, balls and all! She stared at it for a moment, before remembering what happened if she waited too long and jumped face first on to the fairly floppy piece, licking away at it until it stood properly erect. Then, she wrapped her cum soaked lips around it and bobbed away like a woman possessed, quickly feeling another load fill her mouth. She swallowed before leaning back and laboriously stood up, feeling the extra weight again keeping her from doing so without effort.

This carried on for hours. Humiliating torment forcing her to gobble down any cock that presented itself. The shocks didn't get better with time and the cramping in her stomach worsened too, causing her movement to dwindle. She could only try to keep pace, but over time she knew she was slowing down. The zaps became almost guaranteed between blowjobs.

The few times she fell over, they would constantly pummel her with charges until she got up. She imagined she looked like a turtle trying to get up off its back - her ginormous belly was her new centre of gravity and her movement was heavily influenced by it. She felt like she more wobbled to her next dick than walked and it pressed against the glass as she worked.

She'd noticed another worrying issue creeping up as well. Whenever she pressed her belly, fluid would collect at the back of her throat. It seemed her belly couldn't expel the liquid, so it was forcing it's way upwards. She didn't have a gag reflex, but she knew it was only a matter of time before it started forcing its way out of her mouth. She kept telling herself that this shift must be over soon, it couldn't go on much longer. The hard reality was with all the mind fucking sensations going on, her belly, her constant orgasmic vibrations and the cruel jolt, she'd lost all track of what the time could be.

She lived for the next penis. She waddled over to each one, enthusiasm creeping up as she tried to avoid being punished too much. She was a pro now and sucked like her life depended on it. The flow of people was dwindling and she was noticing less cocks waiting from her when she came up from the last. Part of her thought it must be because closing time was coming but another part thought it might be because she was so damn good. Slowly trudging to the lone phallus across the box, she finally accepted that she was enjoying the degradation.

During this blowjob, where the cock rammed the back of her throat, she finally felt her stomach spew. An oily white liquid burst out of her mouth and coated the wall. There was an obvious cheer and as Trish tried to pull her head off and recover, she felt another shock - she was being forced to continue! This was a fairly large prick, big enough to force its way down her neck slightly and she could feel the liquid bursting the banks whenever she opened her mouth wide enough to receive him.

It wasn't anything like puke. It didn't even seem biological. It was more like a lubricant and smelled quite nice, almost like it was perfumed. The taste was fairly fruity even. Her rubbery body didn't seem to do any of the usual bodily functions so she supposed bile or stomach acid wasn't possible either anymore. It didn't halt the shock or the usual embarrassment she felt with each discovery on her new body, but it was relieving to think she wasn't covered in filth. The splash was coating her entire body, after all.

Before long it was a constant dribble. It flowed out of her mouth rather comfortably. For the first time, Trish truly began to question her humanity. She knew she wasn't made of rubber or silicone since she could still feel electricity, her understanding being she'd be insulated if made of rubber, but she was sure she no longer qualified as having a fully-fledged human composition. The liquid flowing freely through her body told her that.

Eventually, for the first time she had a break in custom. She carefully checked for unsucked schlongs and once satisfied there where none, she sat down in the centre of the room and dropped on to her back. It was a slight error on her part. Her enormous belly and tits jiggled on top of her, the weight forcing a flood of the lube-stuff to spew out of her mouth like a mini fountain. even when settled it never stopped flowing, instead resorting to a slight dribble as Trish and her water balloon type physique tried to regain her breath. She was like a filled condom. She could only lazily cock her head as the far door opened and the busty woman ducked in to the room. "You were GREAT!"

She was smiling from ear to ear. Trish just gobbed out another load of liquid all over herself. "I'll help you up, Time for you ta go sweetie! But what a show, we'll want you back for sure!!"

The excitement was lost on Trish. She tried to roll over on to her front but only achieved a slight side roll, before projecting another geyser like load from her mouth. "Than... GLURGH...ks..."

It was all she could muster. She was helped to her feet, in itself a fairly monumental task and again saw herself fully in the mirror. her belly poked out, a massive sphere drooping down to her knees and clearly much bigger than when she began. Her huge jugs rested on top. Her torso resembled a massive, distended water balloon. While staring blankly at her reflection most of her gear was removed, save for the chastity belt. During the whole process she only met her reflections gaze, all but catatonic.

"Yeah about the belt... We've put the key through your mailbox. You'll have to go home to get it. The belt's yours to keep! Better get it off before your other parts begin to grow back!" She was leading Trish out in to the office, where a small group of people gave her a sincere applause. "You're off duty now, feel free to come back any time babe!"

A trickle of the substance flowed out of her mouth and before she could spit it all out and speak, she was lead outside. The doors shut tight behind her and she was left in full view of the public, an over-inflated sex toy. Her weight was just enough to make the walk home a real issue but she began her attempt at a trundle home, trying her best to avoid peoples gaze and ignore the laughter. After about ten minutes of the shameful walk in which she only covered several metres, a soft voice yelled behind her. "Hey... Need a hand?" It was Sally! "I... I came to.. well, I saw the live feed and thought.. you know.."

In an instant, Trish felt gratitude turn to self pity. Even this innocent seeming girl - save for her strange appendage - had been watching her degradation. The saddest thing was that she didn't really mind anymore. "please, get me home... I need to get this stuff out of me."

She jumped as a shock ran up her backside. "DAMN IT! Is that still on too? Please, as quick as we can!"

Sally cupped one of Trish's arms on to her shoulders and bore some of the massive weight. Slowly and with regular breaks that often resulted in more liquid spewing out of her, they got to the door. Sure enough, a key was lying on the doormat, the final insult waiting for her. "you - err... I guess you should leave..."

Sally looked a little defensive. "I can stay" she replied, almost like she was questioning Trish "I can help. Really. We're friends now and you need someone here. Come on, I'll get you in to the walk in shower."

Walking through her apartment, Trish caught a glimpse of herself in the mirrored surfaces. She had a huge waterdrop shaped belly now and was covered in the slippery liquid that kept forcing itself from her body. Her mascara was running right down her face and her once beautiful frame - obscene yes, but note-worthily perfect - was a mess. Even her stance had changed as she struggled to cup her huge belly. Her ass was even beginning to bulge out - could her whole body inflate too!? She didn't have time to explore this further as heard a rustle and realised Sally was fiddling with her chastity belt!

"NO! Wait until I'm in th.. blurp... The shower!"

Panic filled her Voice and she forgot herself, almost falling over in the sudden panic. If the device was taken off too soon there was nothing to stop her dropping all the liquid from her body. "Sorry. I thought you looked so uncomfortable, I'm beginning to struggle to support you too. Besides, your floors are all smooth and you might not fit through the small bathroom door."

She was right. Trish struggled to come in the front door, the one to the bathroom was smaller. But it was so undignified, and she didn't want to expel her load in front of Sally. "Please, let's try. You'll have to leave before I take it off anyway. It's too embarrassing..."

She hoped she could appeal to Sally's sense of reason. It seemed to work, she just silently took up arms again and began to almost drag her to the room. "I'll stay, for a little while. In the bedroom. for when you've deflated yourself to make sure you're okay."

That was the best Trish could expect and she hadn't the energy to argue. She simply nodded, before beginning to fiddle with the key and the belt. Her huge frame made it awfully difficult to manipulate but she was too embarrassed to ask for any more help. Sally left, not before giving Trish a telling look of concern. Trish couldn't ignore the fact her hat seemed a little higher up than usual.

After what felt like too long, She finally heard clink. One of the locks had become undone. Before long, the second joined it. She allowed the device to drop to the floor, before pushing as hard as she could. Her asshole was still blocked, but a large still vibrating love egg crowned and dropped out of her slippery vagina almost as soon as she began. Another followed, a slimy trail following it, before a third jammed itself through too. Shameful enjoyment ran through Trish's head as the objects did what they were designed for - they made her cum. She dropped on to her huge butt, a massive shudder ripping through her as the fourth 'egg' practically shot out. Spreading her legs wide, she continued to push as revel in the disgusting pleasure.

Before long, a clutch of 12 large plastic sex toy eggs lay between her aching thighs. more fluid escaped her lips and she knew it wasn't yet over. Reaching between her sweaty legs, she began to pull at the huge plug in her asshole. There was a valve, allowing it to deflate a little and as it did she could feel the pressure behind it building.

"Ha, so you really are an inflatable Sex Doll then!" That voice - It belonged to her still unnamed boss. "I just thought I'd watch the show."

She stood in the doorway, a look of glee on her face as she watched. Behind her, Sally peered in, a confused look on her face.

"I just wanted to see for myself how you were doing on your first week, looks like you're making quite a name for yourself. Pornography, prostitution. Exactly what we wanted in a stress reliever. Go on, let it out."

Trish tried to answer back, but only a dollop of liquid came out of her mouth. She instead made eye contact, as she began to pull the plug. Her butt hole felt like it was having to pass a melon as the large device slowly widened her hole. A huge smile crossed the boss lady's lips. And then...

The plug burst through and the entire mass of liquid began flowing out of her hole. It was very quiet thanks to the oily liquid flowing like a tap and quickly began to soak her legs and flood room. The boss took a step back while Sally ducked away out of view. There was little Trish could do but allow her body to empty and watch the slippery liquid coat the entirety of the bathroom floor. Her belly began to recede and she felt her hands on her pussy. Suddenly, she felt a foot on her slightly smaller belly. It began to push down, causing the liquid to shoot out of her face and ass like a fire hose!

"Let me give you a hand." The boss lady said, no anger in her voice. Extremely business like actually. She was wearing heels But kicked one off to do the treading. Her foot pressed in to the bulging belly, creating a slight crater in the spherical shape. Occasionally she'd release pressure, allowing Trish to steady herself for the next burst. It took another few minutes, but Trish finally began to feel her body regaining its former shape. "I like to take care of my staff."

Her holes where still dribbling out excessive liquid from her mouth and ass, but she was finally light enough to move freely. She staggered to her feet, before calmly regaining her decorum. Meeting her bosses gaze, she only had one question on her mutant freakishly huge lips. "Am I done for the week?"

The boss smiled. Trish was beginning to play the game. She was bound by her contract to do so and understood her role. Everybody kept telling her how rich she'd be. Well, she was going to take full advantage.

"Yes, you are. You'll be expected to have your next week's rota sorted by Sunday evening."

"Good. Then how about lunch tomorrow?"

It was a bold move. By the huge grin on the Bosses face, she could tell it had paid off. "Okay, I'll send for an escort for you tomorrow at 12. See you then."

She turned on her heel and left the apartment. Whatever she'd really come round for must have slipped her mind and Trish's gambit paid off. Now she was making connections. She could feel pressure around her genitals and deduced it was her penis beginning to grow back. Turning to the mirror, a tiny dick and ball sack where visible again.

She looked over to sally, who was nervously looking in to the shower room. All the liquid was draining away but that didn't stop them both remembering the ordeal. Trish gestured for her to come over and sat her down at the computer. Leaning over her shoulder and letting one of her gargantuan breasts rub up on her back, she seductively cooed in to her ear "Anything I choose will be as bad as this, I'm sure. Why don't we set up next week's rota together?"

It was slightly manipulative. Trish thought she might avoid another day like the Thursday by getting a 'fan' to choose, more or less guaranteeing people to join in. It seemed to work, and Sally looked surprisingly flattered, immediately scrolling through the options on the calendar. "Okay, I think I can fill up your week well enough, do you want me to check it over with you or...?"

Trish didn't care. Everything she'd chosen was a nasty surprise. "No, Just go ahead." She heard a few clicks as sally excitedly hummed to herself, her hat standing tall. Playfully Trish picked it off, revealing she literally had the horn. "Enjoying yourself...?" Trish purred. She was getting fairly aroused herself at the thought of mystery assignments - Surprising since her last ordeal only ended mere minutes ago.

Sally closed the program, turned to Trish and almost instantly pounced on her, kissing passionately. It was both incredibly intimate and awfully lusty, like pent up arousal finally being released. They retreated to the bedroom, embracing each other all the way. Finally, after weeks of subjugation and embarrassing acts, Trish was going to be able to make love with a partner, not a customer.

Several hours later, Trish lay sleeping on the bed. Sally was awake and decided to double check the rota she'd created for Trish. She was so beautiful and had such a perfect frame, Sally couldn't believe she'd been so lucky to meet her - to be able to spend the rest of the weekend with her. She also couldn't believe she'd gotten the opportunity to choose her next public exhibition. She'd chosen only one task she was interested in, with a few short jobs placed before and after to give a bit of variety for the week. It was something that she knew her body could take, considering all the liquid she'd contained earlier. Sally placed a hand on her pussy as she looked at the sleeping Trish, beautiful and kind as she was. Sally was beginning to care for her, but couldn't resist her own fetishist urges. She slowly walked back to the room, before slipping herself into a little spoon position, feeling Trish's gigantic boobs and newly returned shaft press against her back. She smiled, Feeling the still sleeping Trish's body breath in and out and softly said to herself "I can't wait to see how big you'll get."

End of part 2