The Lab Assistant

"Oh, I don't know. Twenty or thirty, maybe?"

"Okay. Just checking," I said, with a sigh of relief. If the shocker was only good for a half dozen charges, I was a bit scared of the possibilities of having it die on me in a "clothes off" state.

"Are you okay staying naked?" asked Benny. "I mean, I don't mind, but you might."

I was conflicted. On the one hand, I was feeling a bit embarrassed, yet on the other, I was feeling aroused. Clearly, he enjoyed the view and it was fun teasing him. "Consider this your early birthday present," I said, knowing it was more than a week away.

"One I will definitely remember!"

For the next two hours, Benny and I sat chatting about all the possibilities his product might bring to market. At no point in the discussion did the thought of zapping me again come up. Instead, I got comfortable letting him stare at my tits. It got me rather excited and my hard nipples pressing against the invisible sports bra created an interesting visual effect on how I looked naked. Like a "smashed on glass" effect, as it were. It was rather exciting and humorous at the same time. I noticed Benny rarely look away from them. Apparently, he didn't mind my ass either, as I noticed him staring when I went to get a beer out of the refrigerator.

At one point, I accidentally spread my legs much farther apart than I should have, before catching myself. "Oh dear!" I said. "It feels like I am wearing clothing, because... well... I am, so I just stretched out like natural. It slipped my mind they were invisible. I did not mean anything by that!"

Benny smirked, "No problem, Candy. I can understand. Maybe we should zap you again."

Finally, the subject came up.

"Your loss, buddy," I said, getting up and walking over to the shocker. I turned to him, allowing one last gaze upon my figure. "I wasn't going to say anything."

With that, I zapped the clothes back into appearance.

"I need to learn how to keep my mouth shut," said Benny

The following Monday, I stopped at the receptionist's desk.

"Is Mr. Montell in today?"

"As a matter of fact, yes."

"Do you think I could schedule a ten-minute meeting with him?"

"And you are one of the lab rats, right?" What we were commonly referred to by the clerk and custodial staff.

"Yes, Candy Wallace."

"Sure, how about 11 o'clock?"

"That's perfect." I was thrilled to be wearing the clothing Bernie and I had prepared. Mr. Montell was usually in on Mondays, so I took the gamble and wore them today, even without a meeting scheduled ahead of time. It was nice that Mr. Montell stayed true to his open door policy when he was available.

I took off the lab coat when I stepped in the lab, and hung it on the rack. It wouldn't be needed this morning, anyway. Jennifer was already there, early as usual. Jeff, undoubtedly, was at the donut shop across the street.

"Jennifer, I'm glad you're here. I need to speak with Mr. Montell about something at 11. Back me up, okay? I don't want Jeff giving me shit about it."

"Uh, alright. No problem. What's this about? About Jeff harassing you?"

"No, that needs to be handled by Archie. He's not here today. Besides, that stuff doesn't really bother me. It's just annoying. If Archie doesn't want to deal with it, fine. I'll go above his head if it gets worse, but for now... whatever."

"Some of us around here might like some of the attention, you know," huffed Jennifer, heading to her work area. It never dawned on me that Jennifer would ever want the likes of Jeff flirting with her, but who was I to judge? For a moment, I felt a bit guilty.

"I'm sorry, Jennifer. I think you're gorgeous." And she was. Tall, lean, fit. A tight, little ass and perky b-cups, I would guess. Even though I was a straight girl, I had to admit beauty when I saw it.

Jeff walked in and I addressed him, explaining I would be out for a few minutes at eleven.

"For how long?"

"I don't know. Ten minutes? Maybe more."

"We have that analysis we need to finish off today. QR-47 through 65. We're two days behind already." He was right, but we were always running behind. Regardless, we ultimately hit our target deadlines consistently.

"It's just for a few minutes, Jeff," I said.

"Yeah, let her go," chimed in Jennifer. "She never takes breaks. You owe her. I'm going to run to the ladies' room before I put my eyes to the glass." Jennifer was still running tests, it seemed, behind further than me. She probably wanted the opportunity to catch up.

Jennifer zipped out the hall and Jeff and I stood there staring each other down.

"You could have picked a better day," he said, disgusted at me. He always seemed to talk down to me.

I turned around, discretely palming the shocker I carried in my front pocket. For some reason, Jeff just pissed me off and right then and there, I made the decision to fuck with him. I zapped my shirt and instantly appeared buck naked, save for the brown flats I was wearing. I turned around quickly, knowing my tits would bounce a bit with the jerky motion, and Jeff would have a terrific view. He got it exactly as intended. His mouth was wide open and his donut slipped out of his hand. He barely managed to keep the milk from spilling.

"What is your problem? Asking to leave for a few minutes is a reasonable request!" Jeff's eyes were glued to my tits. I quickly zapped myself again, hitting the shocker to my jeans, knowing Jeff would not witness any spark, as he was too busy staring at my chest. Instantly, my clothes appeared again and Jeff choked a bit.

"Uh.. noth.. nothing. Nothing. I could have sworn you were naked there for a second." He was blushed and embarrassed.

"Oh my God! Are you imagining me naked?" I demanded.

"What? No! No! Of course not. I mean... I mean... It's not like that! It was real!"

"Jeff, you are crossing the line," I yelled, pointing a sharp finger at him, while zapping my leg again as I did. Tits on, tits off, tits on, tits off, I was thinking, referencing Karate Kid of all things. Jeff kept gagging at the display as I scolded him.

"Stop looking at me that way!" I yelled. "I am getting tired of your harassment!"

Jennifer came strolling back in the room and Jeff stopped her. "Jennifer, look at Candy. Please tell me you are seeing what I am seeing."

Of course, I had zapped my clothes back on by then and wasn't about to zap them away while Jennifer was looking at me. I loved fucking with Jeff this way. It felt so satisfying!

"What's this about?" asked Jennifer. "I'm looking. Now what?"

"Just keep looking," said Jeff.

"Jeff is a pervert," I said. "He says he saw me naked. He's imagining it."

"That is so junior high, Jeff," said Jennifer, walking over to her table. With her back turned, I quickly zapped myself on and off again.

"There it is!" yelled Jeff, pointing at me.

Jennifer turned around and said, "Enough, already! Get over it!"

Perhaps this is what Jennifer meant by me getting all the attention. Rather than being upset by Jeff's perverse behavior - which, granted, I was manipulating - she appeared more upset that his attention just wasn't directed at her. It gave me an idea.

I walked over to Jennifer's desk and whispered in her ear. Jeff finally stopped looking at me, rubbed his eyes and meandered to his desk as I spoke to her.

"You know that meeting I have at 11?"

"Yeah?"

"It's about these clothes I'm wearing. My friend Benny invented a way for clothes to turn invisible. You just zap them with an electrical charge. I really don't have time to explain it."

"You're serious?" asked Jennifer.

"Yes, I was fucking Jeff while you were out."

"So that's why he saw you naked?"

"Listen, do not freak out right now. I'm going to do it again; make my clothes disappear. Don't act surprised. I mean it. Can you do that?"

"So that you can keep fucking with Jeff?"

"If you'll be in on it. Look, you haven't taken your lab coat off yet and you're wearing a skirt. My lab coat is hanging on the rack and it works just like the clothes I'm wearing. After I prove how these clothes work, if you want, you can go swap your coat for mine and wear it."

"But the rest of my clothes won't disappear, right?"

"Uh, no... if you want to mess with Jeff like I am doing, go the bathroom, take all your clothes off and put just my lab coat on."

"Wait a minute. How do I turn the lab coat invisible?"

"Oh, with this," I said, discretely showing her the shocker. "Let me show you how it works. Do not freak out, okay?"

Before Jennifer could object, I zapped my shirt and all my clothes instantly disappeared. Jeff gasped from the other side of the room and I looked over at him. He quickly darted his eyes to the floor and turned around. Jennifer held her act together, looking at Jeff curiously, but once he turned away she turned to me and quickly whispered.

"No shit! For a moment there, I thought you were pulling my leg. Let me see that!" She yanked the shocker from my hand and fiddled with it, hitting the charge button and seeing a tiny spark flash across the needles. She quickly zapped me with it, my clothes coming back into vision. Jeff was just turning and saw me dressed again. He scratched his head and mumbled to himself, shaking it off to an overactive imagination.

"Why are you showing Mr. Montell this?" asked Jennifer.

"Benny needs funding to keep his lab open. He's hoping Mr. Montell can fast track this to a buyer and to market."

"I would think he could do that."

"I certainly hope so," I said. "I don't want to disappoint Benny."

"Hey, were you serious about that lab coat?"

"Absolutely."

"Let's fuck with Jeff some more," she said. This time, I had no time to object as she shot out the room, grabbing my coat on the way out.

"You going to work today," asked Jeff, trying to play it cool again.

"Yes, yes," I said, strolling back to my desk. I would have considered zapping myself on the way, but I noticed Jennifer had swiped it on her way out. I got back to my desk, sorted some papers and began to compare some numbers just as Jennifer skipped back into the room.

"Alright, looks like it's going to be another long day. Might as well make the best of it!"

Jeff looked up from his notes. "Speak for yourself," he said, just as Jennifer's coat was instantly zapped from visual existence. I giggled at the display, but Jeff didn't notice me, thankfully.

"Well, I hope I speak for everyone!" said Jennifer, thrusting her chest forward to Jeff. Her tits were quite firm and the nipples small, yet rock hard. She had a light, thin landing strip, which looked cute on her lithe frame.

"What is going on?" yelled Jeff.

"What?" I said, loudly. He turned to look at me.

"This time, she's naked and you have clothes on!" he said.

"You pervert!" yelled Jennifer. "Are you imagining me naked right now?" She pulled her arms in to cover up.

"No, I mean it," but as Jeff said the words, Jennifer's coat instantly reappeared.

"You're sick, Jeff," she said, pointing at him. She marched over to me, touched me on the shoulder and turned around. "Jeff, we are scientists. We expect professionalism around here."

"I'm sorry," he said. "I shouldn't have said anything."

"Wouldn't matter," I said. "We can see it in your creepy eyes. We know when you gawk at us that you're undressing us in your mind."

"That's not what is happening, I promise," he said.

"You may want to see a doctor," said Jennifer, zapping me and her both with the shocker.

Jeff didn't notice her shocking us as she was deft about it, but he did notice the result of it. He gasped again and opened his mouth to say something, before quickly biting down on his bottom lip. "I've gotta get back to work," he said, nervously.

Jennifer and I looked at each and laughed silently. She winked and headed back to her desk.

"Hey!" I said, in the loudest whisper I could muster.

She turned back and I motioned at the shocker. She smiled and shook her head, leaving me there fully exposed. Oh well, I thought, she hadn't zapped herself back yet, either.

For the next thirty minutes, Jennifer and I worked in that "naked" state. Jeff was practically hyperventilating every time he looked our way, but we would snap our heads at him and he would shamefully look away. Finally, Jennifer strolled over and zapped me back, but not before walking over to ask Jeff a question. She purposefully got close, flaunting her tits not one foot from his face. Poor Jeff had an obvious boner he struggled to contain.

As 11 o'clock approached, I stopped to talk with Jennifer.

"I'll need that shocker back," I said.

"Oh, yeah. Thanks for letting me have some fun today. I really needed it."

"We'll keep it between us," I said, winking. As I was leaving, I turned back. "Hey, on or off, before I leave?" I waved the little shocker.

"Hmm.. I won't be able to zap my clothes back on without that thing, will I?"

"Nope," I said.

"Fuck it, zap me."

I laughed and brushed the shocker against her and pushed the button. Jeff screamed from the back as she appeared naked again.

"This has got to stop!" he yelled.

I was walking towards the exit, which was near his desk and zapped myself naked one last time for Jeff before leaving.

"What are you going on about now?" I asked, walking briskly, allowing my breasts to bounce considerably. Jeff's head started shaking sporadically with them.

"Uh.. uh... I mean.. well... "

"What is it, Jeff?" yelled Jennifer from the other side of her room. She was standing up, naked as a jay bird. At least in theory.

Jeff slumped back down in his chair and said, "Forget it. It's nothing. Just uh, this work is driving me crazy. Things aren't adding up."

I walked over to him, my tits eye level to his face and I tapped him on the shoulder. "I'm sure you'll figure it out," I said. "You always do."

His eyes were absolutely magnets to my nipples. I zapped myself back, once again ensuring Jeff didn't see how the effect was triggered. "I have to go, guys. Be back soon!" I ran out of the room and headed to the main offices, leaving Jennifer in her naked state.

A few minutes later, Mr. Montell's secretary showed me into a large. "Go right on it," she said. "He's expecting you."

I had only spoken personally to Reilly Montell on a handful of occasions. Butterflies were erupting in my stomach. He was sitting behind his desk, leaning awkwardly back, waving me in. He did not get up from his chair as I approached.

"Yes, Candy. I was told you wanted to see me. Is everything okay?"

"Oh, everything is fine. I couldn't be happier here." However, for a moment, I was tempted to bring up Jeff's poor behavior and how my supervisor hadn't addressed the situation, but for the sake of Benny, I decided to stay on point.

"Do you remember Benny Grimes?"

"Yes, of course. He was one of my finest. I didn't keep long enough. Apparently, he wasn't happy here."

"Oh, no. It wasn't like that."

"Really? You know something of it?"

"Well, actually, Ben has an apartment next to mine." I pulled the chair up, sitting down across from Reilly. "It's coincidence, I promise, and we never talk shop, honestly! At least, not until recently."

"Hmm... continue," he said, frowning somewhat.

"We never talked about work until this weekend."

"What did you say?"

"It wasn't me who brought up anything. It was him, actually. You see, he's struggling."

"As I knew he would. I told him he was too young to go off on his own just yet."

"Perhaps you were right," I said.

"Benny thinks wrong of me, though. I actually admire the young man. He reminds me of me at his age. Eager and stubborn."

"He'll be happy to hear that," I said. "Benny thought you were quite angry with him."

"Oh, more aggravated than angry. He was a valuable asset. I can't blame someone for wanting to run their own company. I understand. Look at me! Of course I understand."

"Well, if he doesn't sell something soon, he won't have a company anymore."

"Has he developed anything? Sold any research at all?"

"Well, he did develop something quite unique, actually, discovered this by accident. But he thinks it could sell."

"What is it?"

"Before I show you, he wants me to ask something of you." Mr. Montell just looked at me emotionlessly, waiting for me to spill the details. "He asked me that if you love it and if you think you can sell it, he will give you 20% of the gross, but he would still claim full ownership and licensing of the product."

"Really, Candy, I'm not in any position to promise anything."

"Between you and me, you should see this."

"If it were anyone else, I'd probably say no, but since it's Benny, go ahead."

"It's a chemical for clothing, sir. It can turn them invisible."

"Uh.. ok. It sounds like science fiction and yet I'm still not sure how that would benefit anyone."

"Well, it doesn't make them invisible. It can be turned on and off." I zapped myself, allowing Mr. Montell to see me fully exposed.

"Oh, my," he said. "Now I see what you mean. Please, turn it back, before I embarrass myself."

I giggled and zapped myself back to normal. "You're an honest man, Mr. Montell. What do you think?"

"I'm still trying to figure out how it could appeal to people. Uh, may I touch your shirt?"

I stood up and bent over the desk, allowing him to grab an end of the shirt's fabric near my waist, rubbing it between his fingers. "Interesting, it feels completely normal. How did you make it disappear?"

"It doesn't disappear. It turns invisible. Essentially, the atoms move so fast, hyper-accelerated by the charge, yet they stay close enough in place to stay bonded to each other. The fabric becomes transparent to the point of invisibility... something like that. Honestly, he hasn't shared enough information with me to explain." With Reilly still holding the fabric, I zapped myself with the shocker and waved it in front of his eyes. "This is how to activate it."

While he was still holding the invisible fabric, he smiled broadly. "Absolutely amazing!" His eyes were looking me up and down. Allowing me to stay in this vulnerable state a bit longer than last time, he finally said, "Okay, change it back, Candy. You made your point."

I went to zap myself back, but nothing happened. The shocker had no charge.

"Oh, no!" I said, explaining the situation to Mr. Montell.

"You mean to tell me that thing is only good for a few charges? We'll have to do better than that!"

"No, actually. I, uh.. well.. uh... Jennifer and I were playing with it a bit this morning."

He paused for a rather lengthy amount of time. "I see. So the question is, do you have the charger?"

"It's in my purse."

"I suggest you get it, young lady."

"Can you have your secretary bring it to me?" I asked.

"Oh, it's past 11:15. She's out for lunch for the next 45 minutes."

"I can't possibly walk to my lab from here like this!"

"I can't either," said Mr. Montell, and that's when he pushed his chair back. His left leg was in a cast. "Skiing accident this weekend. I can barely get around. Not used to those damn things yet." He tilted his head behind him where I now noticed crutches resting against the back wall.

"I'll call Jennifer!" I got up and grabbed Mr. Montell's phone and dialed the lab. Jeff answered. "Get Jennifer on the phone!" I barked.

A moment later I convinced Jennifer to bring my purse, where I'd left the charger.

"If I grab this other lab coat, Jeff is going to know something is up," whispered Jennifer into the phone.

"Look, I'll let you keep my lab coat forever if you just do this. Get that charger to me."

Fine!" she said. I hung up the phone and looked at Mr. Montell. His eyes weren't anywhere near mine and he didn't notice me addressing him. Instead, he was gawking at my tits jiggling underneath the invisible sports bra.