Job Description Pt. 05

It was strange being back in the office where it had all started. Mrs. Voortmen looked the exact same as she had two months ago, still wearing the same lab coat as she sat opposite me on the other side of her desk. I couldn't say the same for myself though.

"We understand your concerns, and we agree that this issue warrants further investigation. Our current theory is that you were exposed to one of the experimental hormone drugs through the futanari semen, but we won't know for sure until we can gather more data. For now, we would like you to continue to act as the caretaker for the futanari specimen and we will be sure to update you when we know more."

I let out a sigh, unsatisfied by her vague response but knowing that there wasn't much I could do about it. Our conversation was regarding the changes that had been happening to my body since I had started working here. They had begun as very subtle changes, nothing that couldn't be explained by weight gain, but had slowly progressed to the point where no one could deny that my body was steadily becoming more feminine. I had expressed concerns about this early on, but the laboratory staff had been largely unresponsive until recently. Any messages I sent them would be met with generic responses, until finally I threatened to quit unless they could figure out what was going on. This prompted Mrs. Voortmen to schedule the current meeting so that we could discuss the issue. My threat about quitting was mostly empty since I had developed a deep physical and emotional attachment to my futanari group, but I was seriously concerned about potential health problems that might accompany the changes to my body.

"The good news is that your other request has been looked at by the budget committee and been approved. Any clothing you need as a result of your changes will be paid for and provided by us from here on out."

As she said this she pulled a box out from under her desk and slid it across to me. "This box contains a variety of sizes that should meet your needs for the time being, and once you outgrow the largest sizes in here we will provide you with more."

"Small victories, I guess" I thought to myself as I opened the box and looked inside. It was filled with a variety of different sizes and types of bras and panties, as well as some loose fitting clothes. I didn't care so much about the panties or the clothes as I usually kept my bottom half naked for the sake of easy access, but the bras were a much needed solution to the constant jiggling of my newly developed breasts. They weren't that big yet, but the tugging sensation of them bouncing as I went about my household tasks was very annoying and would likely only get worse as they continued expanding. I grabbed one out of the box that looked about the right size and brought it up to my chest. It was a plain looking bra with a little bit of padding in the cups, and the tag read 34C. I struggled a little putting it on since I had never done it before, but once it was in place I felt immediate relief. For the first time in weeks my boobs were held snugly against my chest. The fit wasn't perfect, with my breasts overflowing slightly out the top of the cups, but it was a huge improvement.

I didn't bother trying on any of the panties, because in addition to giving my futanari girls easy access I had another reason for not bothering to wear anything on my bottom half: it was simply too large. While my breasts had seen a decent increase to their size, my rear end had been the main area of growth. My previously small and skinny butt had ballooned outward, turning into a massive dump truck of an ass. Each of my cheeks had expanded outwards into large globes of fat, and with my widening hips they grew to the sides as well. Even from the front of my body, they were easily visible. Beneath them, my thighs had thickened to the point where frequent moisturizing was necessary to prevent chafing, however my ass was still large enough to create a significant overhang where the cheeks curved down to meet the top of my legs. The chair in Mrs. Voortmen's office where I was currently sitting was the same one I had sat in when I was first interviewed, but instead of fitting easily I was now squeezed inside the armrests with every single inch of space being occupied by the plush curves of my lower half.

Tits and ass weren't the only changes to my body, but they were the most dramatic. My face was also feminized. My lips were now full and soft, perfect for wrapping around the shaft of a cock, and my eyelashes had grown long and fluttery. My skin was now a delicate porcelain color, with a permanent pink flush over my cheeks and while my penis hadn't changed in size or shape, as it was already small and skinny, it had stopped getting hard. Whenever I came it would simply twitch meekly as semen squirted out of the tip. Everything about me, from my toes to my neck to my wrists was now the picture of female sex appeal.

"If there's nothing else, I will have you shown back to the living quarters." Mrs. Voortmen said as she stood up. "I want you to know that we are exceptionally pleased with the job that you are doing. I know that the job description we gave you was misleading, and for that I'm sorry, but your continued dedication to your duties is much appreciated. You are a very valuable member of our research team, and we will endeavor to make sure your needs are taken care of."

I wasn't sure if she was being sincere, or if this was just upper management bullshit. It didn't really matter though, because outside of a few small details I was pretty happy with how the job had turned out. So I prepared to stand up and leave the office to return to my workplace. As I stood I realized my huge ass was wedged in place. I braced myself against the armrests and pushed upwards, dragging myself up until finally, with a lurching motion, my bottom half came free of its confines. My thighs, butt, and slightly pudgy belly all jiggled like jello as my momentum came to a stop. My small flaccid penis, which had previously been squeezed between my soft thighs, flopped down to rest against my equally small ball sack. Once I found my balance, I looked up and noticed that Mrs. Voortmen had been intently watching my display. As I turned to leave I briefly wondered if maybe she too had a python hiding in her trousers.

I walked in silence back to the elevator, thinking about the meeting and what it meant for the future. When will my growth stop? Can it be reversed? Do I want it to stop? These were all questions that I had asked myself, and I still didn't have answers to any of them. As I walked, I noticed many of the other workers that we passed openly staring at my nakedness. I didn't mind. Any modesty that I had possessed was pounded out of me weeks ago. The only thing I cared about at this point was making sure that my futa lover's balls were drained, and in that regard the changes had been quite helpful. My girls were cumming faster and harder than ever thanks to my new curves, and my own enjoyment of the sex was enhanced as well thanks to the increased sensitivity of my body. My nipples alone were almost capable of making me cum, and even now just the feeling of them being pressed against the inside of my bra was sending shivers down my spine. I increased my pace with the intention of getting back to the apartment as soon as possible, looking forward to the hard dicks that were surely waiting for me.

Sure enough, the moment the heavy door of the apartment closed behind me I heard Sheila's voice call out from the living room.

"Riley, baby, is that you? I need your help, my balls are a little backed up!"

"I'll be right there just give me a moment!" I responded with a giggle. I walked towards her location, but stopped in the bathroom along the way and grabbed a large buttplug that was laying next to the sink. I had found it last week as I was going through Sheila's nightstand looking for some lube and had since had the idea to start using it to solve one of my main problems. Because I was being repeatedly filled to bursting on a daily basis with semen I had been forced to spend much of my day on the toilet letting the cum drain out, or else it would leak out as I went about my other duties and create another mess for me to clean up. By inserting the plug immediately after getting fucked and then keeping it in place for the rest of the day, I was able to contain all of the sticky batter that had been deposited inside me. I could then drain it all at once whenever it was convenient. It was an effective solution, but one with an unexpected consequence.

The excessive volume of futanari cumshots had been causing my stomach to stretch outwards in order to contain their loads from the first day, but now that I was implementing a plug to keep all of those loads from escaping I was spending almost every minute of every hour stretched to maximum capacity. This had enhanced that growth, and caused me to reach larger sizes. My current size, when completely full, was comparable to that of a woman in the second trimester of pregnancy and like all of my other changes, I didn't expect the progression to stop anytime soon. I didn't mind though, the feeling of being stuffed with hot sperm at all times was quite comforting and helped prevent the empty hollow feeling that I got whenever I wasn't filled with cock. As I continued on towards the sound of Sheila's voice I looked forward to being restored to my proper inflated state of existence.

I found her exactly where I expected, on the couch in the living room, and as I took in her magnificent form sprawled across the cushions I wondered how anyone could see her and not immediately fall to their knees in worship. Her weight had increased slightly as a result of my ever improving cooking skills, and she was wearing the same white tank top as the day we met, with all of her glorious curves on full display as they spilled out of every part of the too small garment. Instead of her usual sweatpants she was wearing a pair of plaid men's boxers, and I could see based on how her package bulged out that she was indeed a little backed up. I hurried forward, dropping to my knees in the space between her legs and quickly got to work. My hand snaked through the hole in the front of her boxers and dragged out the fleshy mass that lay within. It was just starting firm up and as it grew it strained at the restrictive material of the boxers, causing the fly to form a makeshift cock ring at the base of her shaft as the blood continued to be pumped into her shaft.

I watched in awe as her cock pulsed and flexed, the thick foreskin peeling back off the fat cockhead to reveal a slit already dripping with clear fluid. I gripped the base of it with my left hand and began to nuzzle and lick at the shaft, while my right hand slid up the leg hole of her boxers to find the large testicles nestled between her thighs. I heard Sheila groan above me. "Ohhh baby, you know exactly what to do to get me goin'..." I smiled at her praise, continuing to work my way up her shaft. Her face was barely visible behind the large swell of her fat belly, but I didn't need to see it to know the look of pleasure and satisfaction displayed there. When I finally reached the top of her dick, I pushed out all the saliva that had been building in my mouth and covered the spongy cockhead with the warm slippery liquid. I then opened my mouth and took in her tip all the way to the entrance of my throat. I swallowed a couple times and took in a deep breath in preparation before going any further, knowing that air would be hard to come by in the next couple minutes. As expected, I felt one of Sheila's meaty hands land on the back of my head as she took control.

My head slid up and down the length of her shaft as she throatfucked me. Each time my mouth reached the base of her cock, my forehead would smack against the soft expanse of her underbelly. I had become practiced in the art of relaxing my throat, and I didnt cough or gag as she pistoned inside of me. I simply sat back and allowed her to use me while my hands roved around and explored the wonders of her lower body. They moved constantly, gliding across her thick thighs, pressing into her soft gut, and occasionally reaching around to squeeze her large asscheeks. All of the places that I knew would drive her crazy. My ministrations yielded results quickly, and as her cumvein began to throb with the first jets of sperm I pulled my head back until just the tip rested on my tongue. My favorite part of the blowjob was the feeling of her ejaculate flooding my mouth, and I made sure to savor it everytime. The blasts came one after the other, each one inflating my cheeks for a brief moment before I was able to swallow it down. My hands massaged her balls encouraging them to expel every last drop they contained, and as I sensed the last bit of cum shoot up her rod I pulled off and presented my face as a target for the final rope of jizz.

I stood up, my hard earned reward dripping down my face and falling into my cleavage. I licked a little of it off the corner of my mouth, my craving only partially satisfied, and climbed up into her lap. "What would you do without me?" I asked her playfully as I wrapped my arms around her neck. "Babygirl, I don't know what we did to deserve you but I am grateful for it everyday" she responded. I was now in a kneeling position on the couch, straddling Sheila's hips as I faced her. I ran my finger across her collarbone and then down into her massive cleavage, "You're such a sweetheart... but I think I need you to show me how grateful you are, instead of just telling me" I purred, sinking my hips down until my fat cheeks came into contact with her flagging erection. Immediately I felt it spring back to full mast, wedging itself into the crack of my ass with the force of its action. "You ain't gotta tell me twice" she said, moving her hands to my backside and sinking them into the plush cheeks to spread them apart. I scooped some of the cum out of my cleavage and reached around to spread it on my puckered hole to act as lubricant, while Sheila lined her behemoth up and prepared for entry.

The weeks of constant fucking had trained my asshole to the point where I could take Sheila's girth with relative ease, and as her giant cock slid inside of me I felt no pain from the stretching. I drove my hips downward, basking in the pleasure of each vein dragging over my prostate as she sheathed herself in my intestines. When I reached the base of her cock I wasted no time, immediately rising back up as I rode her like a cowgirl. The urgency of my bouncing caused my large cheeks to clap together each time I bottomed out, and my breasts began to slip out of the cups of my bra as they too bounced vigorously. In our current position Sheila's face was only inches away from my chest, and she reached around my back to unhook my bra before burying her face in my now unrestricted titties.

As I rode her I could feel my own limp cock being squished between our sweaty bodies, constantly stimulated by the friction of our bodies rubbing together. The first of my orgasms was close, and I clenched my ass down to help speed it on its way. When it finally arrived, my whole body spasmed in pleasure and I let loose a girlish squeal as my cum spewed out to coat both of our bellies. I collapsed forward against Sheila, my partially inflated gut pressing against hers and my head coming to a rest against her chest. She wrapped her arms around me and allowed me to recover as she took over the action of fucking, starting to thrust her hips upward against my exhausted body.

Evidently the cries of my orgasms had carried through the entire apartment because we were joined not long after by Maddie, who wandered into the living room with the look of someone who had just been woken up. Over the past months of getting to know each of the girls, I had found Maddie to be a sweet and shy girl who spent most of her time in her dark and messy room playing video games and watching anime. Despite her normally gentle demeanor she could become extremely aggressive when aroused, and as I glanced over my shoulder I could tell she was in one of those moods.

"Maddie darling, I'm almost done with Sheila here just give me a moment and I'll be able to help you cum next" I called out, before turning my attention back to the futanari underneath me. I could tell by the look in Sheila's eyes that she wouldn't last much longer, so I figured Maddie could hold on until then. I realized I was mistaken a moment later when I felt Maddie climbing up behind me onto the couch, her monster cock already fully hard and violently throbbing with need. The tip came to rest above my already occupied butthole, and I froze as I came to understand her intentions. While my ass was now capable of handling a stunning amount of girth, I was not at all confident in being able to handle both Sheila and Maddie at the same time. I looked down at Sheila hoping that she would intervene but she was too lost in her own pleasure to notice or care, while my own body was too weak from my recent orgasm for me to do anything but sit there and take it. So I closed my eyes and pressed my face into the soft embrace of Sheila's huge tits and prepared to have my ass destroyed.

I sat there sandwiched between the two futanari, Sheila on the bottom reclining against the couch cushions and Maddie kneeling over her with me in the middle. Sheila's cock continued to piston in and out while Maddie's tip pressed against the top of my already stretched rim, exerting an intense amount of pressure as it attempted to squeeze in alongside Sheila's dick. It made no progress, my asshole proving resilient, and for several minutes it simply stayed there until Maddie was forced to use her hands. She reached down and placed her thumbs against my asshole, pulling upwards to force my opening wider. I gasped in pain as she created a small gap into which she quickly wedged her cockhead. With that first bit of progress made she was able to wiggle herself further inside, each millimeter feeling like it was tearing me apart. Maddie groaned in pleasure behind me as she finished inserting her tip and my sphincter snapped shut around her and Sheila's shafts. Sheila moaned as well at the increased tightness, and their expressions of pleasure sparked a flame of determination inside me.

"Ohhh F-Fuck! So- so much cock...need more...huhhhm" I squealed, as my whole body convulsed with pleasure and pain. I reached back and grabbed my ass, pulling each huge cheek in opposite directions and pressing myself downwards. I had dedicated myself to pleasuring my futanari lovers and if they both wanted my ass at the same time then it was my duty to provide that for them, I thought to myself. This motivation allowed me to power through the pain of being split in half, and even as the widest portion of Maddie's pillar slid inside and stretched me further than ever before I continued to push on. When they were both completely inside me I threw my head back in triumph and came harder than I ever had before. The two girls, spurred on by my release of pleasure, turned their two cocks into a prostate pulverizing machine as they thrust into my butthole. I was crushed between them, my face was still enveloped by Sheila's titties and they slowly grew slicker as I drooled uncontrollably across their plush surface.

When they finally came, they did so in tandem, each cock blasting semen into my warm insides. I felt my belly, which was only partially inflated, explode outwards with the volume of jizz that was released as it reached full capacity within a single second. Usually when my belly reached full expansion, it would expand only a little further before the cum was forced to spray out of my asshole. But this time the combined width of two cocks was too much and left the semen nowhere to escape too, causing my belly to grow even further. The skin grew red and bruised as it showed signs of strain, and my belly button popped outwards like a pregnant woman's as the baby batter kept pouring in. I watched in shock as my stomach was forced outward, pressing up against Sheila's huge gut as it competed to occupy more of the limited space in between our two bodies. As their cocks continued to pulse within me, I started to feel increasing amounts of pain as my organs were squeezed by the oppressive flood of semen. The pressure kept increasing, and I felt my eyes start to roll backwards as I gave in to unconsciousness. Sheila's dark skin was the last thing I saw as I collapsed forward into her huge breasts, my limp body at the mercy of the two futanari.