“Well aren’t you just the cutest!” Sarah, the junior hr rep squealed as she saw me for the first time, my long, curly, copper colored hair draped over a tall, thin frame with skin pale as paper, “I’ve heard you over the phone so many times during our conference calls but I expected a pretty average guy not a lean boy like you! Come on I’ll show you to your cubical.” She says happily, waltzing through the shoulder high grey walls of the office, her skirt swaying a little as she walked clinging a little more to the front than normal.

Finally arriving at the end of the row I look over the rather barren area, the walls of it still smell faintly of industrial cleaner, almost enough to wash out the warm scent of Sarah’s citrus perfume. She rambles a little about the work environment and shows me the system I look over at her,

“Excuse me I know covid is still a concern but, is the deep clean here really necessary?” I say, my soft voice carrying easily through the quiet office, as a few girls several cubicles away start to giggle and Sarah flushes red.

“Well… lets say our company has rather open policies about how you can use your break times and lunch hours, and, some people choose to have intimate times with some of their fellow workers…” she says as crimson starts to flood her face turning it from the warm pink it was to almost cherry red with every word she uttered, “and well, the previous owner of the cubicle was rather active and it needed a second cleaning when we all returned to the building.” And as the last few words slipped from her lips i noticed it, the thick bulge under her skirt growing stiffer by the moment barely held down by the flannel fabric. Fuck she was a futa and hung like a horse…

“I-I see well, thank you for ensuring it was clean.” I return a little flustered and blushing myself. Finally we finished up a few other thoughts and built on a few questions I had before starting the day. It felt strange using the office based system and learning it took a while though as lunch came hard and fast I started to hear a few strange noises, corks popping, lighters flicking, and warm wet slaps all around, along with the large wall height windows being opened. Taking a look around I saw the strangest sights, some people smoking long thin cigarettes, others drinking fine whiskeys or wines and several more pounding and fucking away in cubicles, and thats when I noticed it. I was the only man in the office and at least half of the women here were futas, with the few fucking having dicks the size of my arm and others stubby little cocks. The smell of sweat and sex mixed with the cigarette smoke and what I could now tell was pot, god it was weird and in the middle of this little slice of hedonism I quietly ate, trying desperately to hide the erection I had under my tight dress pants as a woman approached me.

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Hi there! Thank you for taking enough time to read through my little prompt for the night. And as you can tell I’m looking to be the skinny little twink slut of the office who gets bent over on his first day back and fucked to the content of whoever happens to approaches me and wether thats a line of girls who want to pound my ass, one special lady or even the boss herself. Please as a password to let me know you ready through tell me your favorite movie! You choose your character and their design, references are welcome!

This is planned to be pretty short term but if you want this can be drawn out and become something a little more long lasting and worth while! Kik is preferred but reddit pms are ok too!

I am absolutely limitless except for things to do with disease, snuff, or knifeplay and possibly a few others. Though priority goes to people who want to talk about exactly what they want, gross fetishes, and people playing rough hung doms. And please don’t be afraid to share taboo kinks or ask for very specific things, I’m always happy to serve