'When would these emails and requests for information ever end' thought Jess.
She'd just about had enough of her boss, handsome though he was, and his requests for more information about the project, the accounts and reasons why the budget need to increase. Like she hadn't provided every invoice, assessment and notice from the council, contractors and just about anyone else who cared to stick their oar in.
And all this while she wasn't feeling herself. Although even that wasn't entirely true. She was certainly feeling different, but actually she was feeling herself. A lot. In fact she could hardly concentrate.
She focussed on keeping her hands on her keyboard and her eyes firmly fixed on the screen but her attention seemed to just keep wandering. She found herself looking up every few minutes, and she'd found she'd become less discriminatory as well. She realised she'd been staring square at busty Anna from finance for a good couple of minutes as she processed forms and slid them into one tray or another. Every time she reached across her blouse would strain against the sheer size of her ample chest. Her buttons held the fabric together but Jess had become fixated with the gaping holes where the buttons held no sway. She was captivated by the red lacy fabric concealed beneath the baby blue blouse Anna wore.
This morning she had caught herself staring at her pain of a boss stood chatting at the water-cooler. It hadn't actually been him she'd been drawn to but the obvious bulge in his trousers outlined magnificently as he stood with hands in pockets. Her mind had been racing so much that she had had to take herself off to a lavatory on the next floor that no-one really used, somewhere quiet where she could calm herself down. Where she could hitch her skirt up around her waist, slide her fingers down between her big white thighs, nudge her soaking panties to one side and slip 3 fingers deep into her waiting pussy. She found she couldn't help herself, and as she worked her clitoris, pinching and gently tugging on the flesh her other hand journeyed towards her engorged breast.
In her heat she had hitched up her blouse and released one giant tit which immediately eschewed forth a stream of creamy white milk. What was going on? First her insatiable appetite for sex and now milk?
She'd noticed the breast growth and she'd been surprised at how quickly her twenty two year old body had suddenly developed, going from a size 12 to a 16 in a couple of months despite maintaining a sensible diet, and how her breasts, big though they were before at 34DD had ballooned to a staggering 38GG. She'd had to spend most of her wage on new clothes and she was fed up of it. Or she would have been if she'd had time to think about it. Instead she was almost solely focussed on satisfying her aching, yearning pussy.
So there she sat watching and waiting for each stretch Anna made to the trays, catching a glimpse of those tasty melons, and studying the comparable bulges of the water-cooler boys. And then a thought dawned on her. What if it wasn't just her? She'd certainly been getting a lot of attention lately with more of the guys bringing her papers rather than sending them via the post boy. And Anna had taken the time to consult her in person more recently too.
She decided to take matters into her own hands, after all, she'd been doing that a lot more lately. She emailed Anna and Jem, the man she'd decided had the biggest package in the office and who had paid her a lot of attention recently. She requested their presence in the upper meeting room to discuss some of the finer points of the project.
