Secretary Ch. 03

Vivian was getting more agitated than ever now. She was quite sure that her breasts were shrinking and that her clit was bigger... what was more than that was that her secretary was literally driving her up the wall. But at the same time... how could this be happening? Part of her wanted to go to a doctor and find out if something was wrong... but what if nothing was wrong? What if she was imagining all of this? And really, was there anything that harmful about what was happening to her? Unless clitoris' got tumors then she was probably ok.

Or maybe, and this was the most logical explanation she could think of, the excessive workouts were making her lose so much of her body fat that her clit just SEEMED bigger. And of course her breasts were getting smaller because of the loss of that body fat. However, she wasn't exactly pleased with the way she was looking lately, she'd cut all of the shoulder pads out of her suit jackets and she definitely seemed to have a more masculine build. In fact, she'd started stuffing her bra and wearing make-up to compensate for the lack of femininity that she felt about herself.

Feeling slightly sick and anxious she headed off to work, most of her thoughts veering towards her sexy secretary rather than the day's workload.

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Brenda smiled cheerfully as her boss walked through the door, "Good morning Ms. Schaffer." Her eyes raked over the older woman's body, taking in everything.

"Good morning, Brenda," Vivian smiled quickly and nervously, her steps rapid as she practically sped to her office.

Leaning back in her chair Brenda pondered the past few weeks. The signs of a change were definitely there, she had noticed that her boss's breasts had been shrinking, and their sudden fullness hinted to stuffing. Perhaps the make-up was to hide other changes? Or just to exude more feminine appeal... but even with the make-up Ms. Schaffer was looking more and more like a young man rather than a woman. And this new, more masculine, woman seemed to be more and more attracted to Brenda. Smiling happily, the young secretary got to work.

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Passing through the office for lunch, Vivian didn't see Brenda sitting at her desk. Looking around she spotted the brunette in the other room, leaning over the copy machine. She was resting her head on her elbows, with her ass sticking out seductively and seemed dreamily preoccupied as she waited for the copies to print out. For a moment, Vivian was overcome with a flood of desire, making her weak-kneed; trying to shake herself out of it she realized that she'd actually taken a couple steps towards the room. Her head had been filled with the image of pressing her secretary down over the machine and... fucking the young brunette with her dick???

Vivian fled the office, feeling the urgent need to get out and get lunch if only to distract herself.

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Brenda smiled. She'd seen her boss standing there, watching her, seen the desire in her eyes. Although she hadn't set herself up like this on purpose, she was glad that she'd gotten into the habit of posing herself seductively around the office... obviously it had just paid off. Gathering up the papers she whistled happily as she put them on her desk and left for lunch. It couldn't be too much longer now.

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Vivian was tormented with dreams of fucking her secretary, ramming her hard with a swollen and aching dick... she woke up every night entangled in her sheets and covered in sweat.... and every time she woke up her clit was swollen and poking out from between the folds of her pussy, which seemed to be rapidly shrinking. Everything was seriously disturbing, just that morning she'd found chest hairs on her shrunken breasts, and more below her belly button in a kind of happy trail. Immediately she'd shaved them, but already she could tell that they were growing back, and worse that more were growing back with them.

She felt like she was in the middle of a science fiction horror movie, her body changing around her as she warped into a completely different person. Well, perhaps not completely different, she still retained her personality, her interests, her habits... but her body! God, her body was becoming so different. Now, when she looked in a mirror, all she could see was a masculine looking woman. If she saw herself on the street she would suspect that this body belonged to a cross-dresser, that under the make up and the clothes she was actually a man.

Burying her head into the pillow she started sobbing, frightened and unsure of what was happening to her. And how could she take this to a doctor? What could she say? 'I'm afraid I'm turning into a man'??? If that wasn't a recipe for locking her up in a psych ward she didn't know what was. And she'd be completely ruined for law, no way her firm would be ok with someone who had to go to a loony-bin because she was afraid she was changing genders.

Turning onto her bad she looked down at her body... stubbly hair growing on her chest, her breasts looked more like muscles than boobs, even her nipples seemed to be getting smaller. The hair above her mound was also stubbly, growing back, and she could still see her aroused clit, jutting outwards and upwards. It made her sick to think of it... but she was still aroused from the dream of holding her secretary down and fucking her over that damned copy machine.

Groaning she reached down and began rubbing her pussy, feeling faint moisture, but mostly feeling her clit swell even more. Closing her eyes she strove to fit a finger into her pussy hole and found it hard going... she was ridiculously tight, so tight that it was almost painful to fit one finger into the hole. Most of her efforts at pleasure were going towards her clit anyway, rubbing the lengthening nub between her fingers... almost as if she was jacking off a tiny dick.

When she finally came, moaning and gasping with the image of Brenda's orgasming face in her mind, she realized that her clit was coated with milky fluid but that there was none on her pussy. More disturbing than that, just underneath her clit were two bulges.

As her clit shrank - although still not to its original proportions - she began crying again.