Continue to the boss' office
From Create Your Own Story
Once you reach the manager's office, you pass a coworker who has just left and are sent right inside. You sit down on the chair in front of the heavy wood desk and aim a neutral smile at her back. Your boss is a slim feline who always wears the most expensive-looking clothes, but she can afford them. You like to think that you're part of the reason she has such a successful department, but really all you are is a piston in the engine. Exceptional performance reports or no. She also doesn't have a secretary anymore, well, not a physical one anyway. A couple thousand dollars worth of high-end software sits on her computer, and she is almost never without her wireless headset. Not one of those cheap Bluefang earpieces either, it's a full headset. One of the guys in IT told you it's a model professional gamers use, complete with colored LEDs that blink in an almost hypnotic fashion. Half the department is worried that she can listen in on phone conversations with that setup, in defiance of about seven privacy acts.
"You wanted to see me, Ms. Bastet?" you say, waiting for her to acknowledge you. She pulls one of the earpieces to the rear of her head and swivels towards you. Her eyes widen and she pulls back from her console, giving you her full attention. Desperately, you pray that you remembered to zip your fly after you used the plant.
"Ummmm," The feline purrs, obviously searching back in her memory for what she wanted from you. She rubs her paws together and appears a bit flustered. "Yes, I did. I just wanted to tell you that I need you..." She blushes a touch, then quickly adds, "to come in for work on Saturday."
"Oh, okay." You answer, surprised by the simple request. The blush looks good on her, you think idly. Then you realize that she is leaning slightly over her desk, emphasizing her breasts, "I mean, yes ma'am, I can come in tomorrow."
"Good. Ummm..." She laces her paws, still looking flustered.
You look at her, obviously puzzled. After all she's the regional VP, why is she so uncomfortable around you all of a sudden? That soft purr tickles the base of your brain, arousing your fantasies. Sure, the two of you have worked closely on projects before, but you're just part of her department. Maybe it was just a control game. Even with her charms and appealing body, she was still sitting in that chair because she was good at exercising power and cultivating authority. Right now, she was probably screwing with your brain on so many levels that Freud himself would asplode his head like that poor chump from Scanners just trying to figure it out.
"That is all I needed to say. You may return to your cubical now." She drops her gaze, looking anywhere but at your eyes.
What do you do?:
- Get up and go back to your desk
- Ask, "Is that really everything you wanted?"
- Expose your sheath to the boss
| Furry Status (you) | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Dress shirt, Tie, Work pants |
| Gender | Male | |
| Species | Fox | |
