- A Note from the Author -
If you don't know me I am the Futa Contractor. I have an addiction to Futanari, Bimbofication, and other such nonsense that I wish were real. It is a unique fetish and probably doesn't get most people off. I can actually say that I enjoy about ninety percent of the Futanari culture that has developed online, and I have tried to make my series available to the public. I was recently contacted by another fellow Futanari Fetishist named Shobe. Shobe has decided to leave writing their series to pursue personal needs. I offered some help and Shobe in turn handed over the original Manuscript from their title "Futanarious Bimobsis". I had a couple of other projects I had been working on that Shobe enjoyed and felt that I could bring the story they had written into proper closure. I read through and enjoyed what they had, but decided to better suit the writing style to do it from a Third Person perspective. I hope that Shobe enjoys the modifications and changes I made to the title and I hope that you as my readers understand that this series I am completing is partially from another Author and that you respect their style. Thank you all so much and I am glad that you have continued on with following my series. I hope you enjoy Shobe's "Futanarious Bimbosis"
♥FutaContractor
Tiffany wasn't impressed with her workday yesterday, so today she was even more on edge. Jen could somehow detect how angry and frustrated Tiffany had grown and decided to try and bog her down with two or three extra contracts, on top of what she already had waiting on her desk that morning. The only thing that really mattered to her though, was that on Wednesday she wouldn't get blocked from going to the lab again like Yesterday. She could feel her fingers itching just to test a couple other things out with some of the bacteria they had at the lab. New samples were supposed to have arrived today which meant that Wednesday would be all that more exciting. Jen could be that exacting though, and Tiffany would probably wind up sleeping at her desk to finish a load of even more contracts. She ended up staying late at the office again due to the heavy work load, but today she and Jen synced up with their schedule. The powerful woman strode from her office door, not caring to close it behind herself. Tiffany quickly swiped up her items from the desk and made her way down the hall to the elevator. Tiffany closed her eyes when she reached the elevator and crossed her fingers behind her back that Jen wouldn't walk on with her. The defiant click of Jen's tall heels echoed into the elevator and she couldn't help but frown when Jen saddled up next to her in the small space. Her perfume was overbearing and it made Tiffany gag a little. The woman was so preposterous. No wonder everyone around the office can't stand two inches from her. Tiffany had never had the displeasure because she never bothered to stand up when Jen came to her cubicle. That and her coffee in the morning was always far too powerful with her expensive creamers and such. Tiffany took a quick glance over at Jen before she pressed the elevator button. Tiffany did have slightly bigger breasts, though they weren't much to talk about in the first place. Jen was just so lean that you could see hers better.
"I wouldn't have expected to see you working so diligently Tiffany." Jen said not turning her head to look at the woman to her right. She stared dead ahead as the elevator doors pulled closed, "I am on parking level one, I am sure you are much further down." She didn't even make a motion with her face as she surveyed the metal door in front of her. Tiffany clenched her fist at her side and pushed the level button for Jen. If kissing her ass was all it took to make the woman leave her alone to continue with her project, then she would do it. When they arrived at her parking level, Jen swiftly stepped out of the elevator and walked swaying her hips into the dark underground parking. The door pulled closed again and Tiffany let out a long sigh. She couldn't stand being near the woman, all the small hairs on her neck stood on end when she was around. It was as though Jen was full of static and Tiffany was a balloon. Too much and she would burst.
"Damn that stupid bitch." Tiffany said under her breath as she pressed the button for the third parking level again as though it would speed up the elevator. The walk to her car was quiet and allowed her some time to breathe out in relief. Just one more day and she would be able to go back to her lab. As she sat in her car her purse began to vibrate gently. She pulled out her cell phone from the front pocket and saw Diana's face on the screen. Caller ID these days was so invasive. What if someone grabbed her phone and they saw her co-workers face and recognized them. She shook her head as she answered the call, "Hey Diana what's going on?"
"Tiffany you need to come down to the lab, something amazing happened last night." Diana said, barely gulping in air as her voice shook with excitement, "I can't believe what I am seeing this is truly amazing!"
"Hold on, just take a breath did our calculation work this time?" Tiffany said feeling her hand start to shake that was holding the phone.
"Not quite what you were expecting, but it is amazing nonetheless, just get down here now you have to see it for yourself." Tiffany quickly got off the phone and made her way out of the parking garage. When she neared the exit a familiar Audi pulled out in front of her. Tiffany slammed on her breaks, luckily she was only going five miles an hour, and she caught who it was driving the car. Jen Parks. The woman glared out at Tiffany and turned up the exit ramp. She sat there for what seemed like an eternity, blocking the only exit from the garage. Tiffany felt herself grinding her teeth in frustration. Jen had waited in the parking spot until she saw Tiffany only to be able to block her off before exiting the building on purpose. The woman was so evil and manipulative. Tiffany slammed a fist against the center console of her little car and stared ahead brooding at the license plate that read '2sxy4u'. What a stuck up pretentious snob.
Jen finally pulled out and made a left hand turn. It was a different direction than Tiffany had to go and she let out a sigh of relief. She made her way to the lab. That extra little stint with Jen in the lot only added to the length of time it would have taken her to get there. She quickly locked up her car and ran up to the door using her security badge to unlock the magnetic locks. She made her way down the glass corridors. It really was like a scene from a science fiction film, science fiction to Tiffany was just an idea of what they could really achieve. She and Diana had said that science fiction should be labeled 'science soon to be reality'. She arrived at their section of the lab and swiped her keycard. She stepped into the chamber and the door slid closed behind her. Large air vents began to blow at her and she lifted her arms. It was routine to keep contaminants from entering the lab so their experiments were unaltered or marred by the outside world. Tiffany slipped on the protective gear and slapped on a pair of goggles audibly. She winced in pain and made her way to the second locked door.
When it slid open she was greeted by a grinning Diana. Her goggles were down around her neck and she was dancing from foot to foot with excitement. The woman looked as though she had been drinking energy drinks all afternoon and the caffeine rush had finally gotten to her.
