Sue angrily worked at her desk, upset that no one else was picking up the slack for her and that she'd have to actually sort the mail herself. Of course, her excuse was that she was too upset to work just yet, so the Korean girl simply moved stacks of letters from one side of the desk to the other. Then she haughtily stuffed them all together into one pile, as if she were shuffling a deck of cards.
    "Where the hell is Gwen?" Sue complained loudly as Maggie walked by. "How come she gets to take the morning off while I never get a break?"
    "Because Gwen comes in so early every morning that she's already months ahead of you," Maggie explained, tired of putting up with the spoiled girl’s attitude. Dani and Louise were off chatting in the corner while Carla worked feverishly at her own desk in isolation. At least Maggie assumed Carla was working, clinging to the hope that she had one good employee. Even Sasha, the most dependable of the bunch, was nearly late as well. Why the hell had she wasted that money on the seminar?
    Maggie frowned for a moment. There had been a seminar yesterday. With a hypnotist. But she wasn't supposed to be concerned with that. Maggie had other things to worry about. What was she worried about? 
    "I'm just saying it's not fair for her to leave and pile her work on me."
    Right, she was pissed at Sue for complaining about Gwen.
    "You mean the work you're supposed to be doing anyway, but Gwen always does for you?"
    Sue scoffed and turned away from her boss, going back to pointlessly shuffling envelopes. “It’s still not fair.”
    "Besides, Sue, do you really want to see Gwen keep working herself until she snaps?"
    "Duh, can you imagine how great that would be? If we got video of her burning the place down we'd get so many hits online."
    Maggie sighed and wandered into the office. If things kept up like this around the office she might have to call for help. Luckily she heard the front doors opening as Sue called back to her. "Sasha came in, finally." 
    Well, even if the girl was shy at least she'd get some work done. Suddenly there was a crash and Maggie came running out to Sue's desk, to see a mug of coffee shattered on the floor. But Sue wasn't looking at the mess she'd made, instead she was staring ahead bewildered, as if aliens had landed or an A-list celebrity had just wandered into the office.
    "Holy shit," Sue muttered under her breath. "Sasha has tits."
    "Soo-Jin! How can you say something like-" Maggie was cut off as Sasha wandered past the desk, unaware they'd been talking about her. The tiny girl gave a timid wave, but the two other women hardly noticed. Maggie had never seen Sasha in anything less revealing than thick Irish sweaters, and yet here she was in a tank top straining to cover her enormous chest. They were trying to understand how Sasha had grown such massive breasts overnight. Maggie waited until she was out of earshot to say, "Jesus, when did she get those?"
    "I know, right?" Sue whispered excitedly. "Do you think she got implants?"
    "You can't afford tits that big with what I'm paying her," Maggie muttered absently. Then she shook her head. She shouldn't be gossiping about one of her employees, especially not about something so… sensitive. "Just get back to work, Sue. At least now we know why she always wore such huge sweaters."
    "Are you kidding me? If I had tits like that I'd never try to hide them."
    "Well she's not a slut like you," Maggie answered absently, mind already somewhere else as she wandered away. Sue nodded, then leapt to her feet.
    "Wait, what did you call me?"

 

~ ~ ~

 

    Across the office, Louise and Dani were busy making a point of not working. They were clutching at straws though, trying to find something to talk about that didn't revolve around work. They were nearly ready to give in and just get to coding when Sasha walked in and gave them two huge, juicy pieces of gossip to discuss.
    "Oh my god, Jugs, you've got to check this out,” Dani said, waving her friend over.
    Jugs moved behind Dani and peeked around the corner, her jaw dropping. "Dayyyyum. How long has she had those things?”
    "They're practically as big as yours. Maybe she'll be the new Jugs around the office," Dani laughed.
    "What? No, I love that name. I worked hard for it. Besides my tits are still bigger."
    Dani gave her friend’s chest a once over. "Yeah, you’re still a few cups bigger, but she's like half your size so they definitely stand out more."
    "As long as I get to keep being Jugs,” she said sourly, crossing her arms.
    "Fine, Sasha can just be Jugs 2: Jugs Harder."
    By the time Sasha reached their corner the two mean girls were overcome with laughter, and judging by the way they were staring at her chest it was pretty clear what was amusing them so much. Sasha shifted uncomfortably on her feet. She knew this was going to be the hardest part of the day, making it past whatever insults Dani came up about her breasts.
    "Hi girls… um, what's new?"
    "Do you really have to ask?" Jugs said, smirking. "I mean, damn, where were you hiding those things?"
    "It was too hot for a sweater today," Sasha answered shyly. Sasha crossed her arms to try and cover herself, but her chest was too large and her arms just too short. Instead of appearing defensive as she wanted to, Sasha only inadvertently gave the appearance she was trying to grab her tits, making Dani and Jugs laugh. They assumed she was blushing out of embarrassment, but the truth was that Sasha was still turned on by how everyone stared at her earlier. Even just the two bullies eying her tits was getting her warm and bothered.
    Jugs nudged Dani in the ribs. "So what do you think of her new assets?"
    Dani knew her friend was setting her up, eager to hear her insult the poor girl. It was Dani's specialty after all, cutting through other girls like they were firewood. But something was holding back the venomous insult Dani had prepared. This had never happened to her before, since she’d had no problem insulting Sasha for months. Dani frowned as she actually thought about how many times she’d broken Sasha’s confidence, and felt an unaccustomed sense of guilt. This must have taken a lot of guts for Sasha to dress down at work, and Dani supposed she had to respect that. Screw it, Dani thought. It wouldn’t kill her to compliment Sasha just once.
    "Sasha, I've got to say you shouldn't hide those tits of yours. They're incredibly hot."
    Jugs burst out laughing before it dawned on her that Dani was being serious. Even Sasha was caught off guard. Not just by the seemingly genuine compliment, but also the warm flush of pleasure that hit her from knowing that Dani thought she looked hot.
    "Um… thanks,” the shy girl muttered, blushing and turning away.
    "I mean it," Dani kept on, afraid Sasha thought she was making fun of the short girl. She was trying to be nice for once, dammit. "They're really rocking, I'd kill to have tits like that." 
    Sasha blushed harder, but was clearly enjoying the attention. Even Dani found herself enjoying it, as a strange cold tingling like mint rushed through her body. "Seriously, if I was a lesbian, I'd be all over you."
    Jugs stared at her friend in shock, while Sasha felt her body going into overdrive. Just the thought of Dani getting turned on by the sight of her made Sasha's panties instantly wet. Panicking slightly, Sasha wondered what that said about her. 
    "Maybe you should take it easy, Dani.” Jugs took her friend by the shoulders and started to lead the heavy metal chick away. Seeing Dani be nice to Sasha was weird enough, but now she was practically hitting on her. 
    Dani pulled away, still desperate to explain herself. The sweet, tingling sensation was only getting more intense and it grew every time she complimented Sasha. She simply had to get more of it.
    "Can you blame me, Jugs? Look at those beauties. I wanna bury my face in them," Dani said enthusiastically, pussy tingling spectacularly. Sasha didn't say anything, simply soaked up the attention as she got hornier with every word. "You'd need a crowbar to pry me away from her chest."
    Jugs suddenly grabbed Dani around the waist and actually lifted her into the air.
    “What are you doing, Jugs?” Dani cried, kicking her legs.
    “What are you doing?” Jugs held her friend tight and dragged her away. "Come on, cool it before we've got to go to HR. Again."
    "But she's freaking hot," Dani complained, trying to get a last look at Sasha’s amazing tits before Jugs dragged her around the corner. “I gotta make sure she knows I mean it!”
    “Mean what? That you want to jump her bones?”
    “Of course not, that’s not what I was… saying…” Dani trailed off, blinking rapidly and feeling strange. What had she been trying to say? She stayed limp as Jugs carried her into the break room. With a heave, Jugs set Dani down at one of the tables before glaring at her sternly, hands on her hips. 
    "What the hell was that about?"
    "What?” Dani asked, annoyed. “I was trying to be nice."
    "First of all, you're never nice, Dani. That's, like, your thing."
    "Well I figured Sasha needed it," Dani said, unable to explain. How the hell could she tell Jugs she got turned on just from complimenting the other girl?
    "And second, that wasn't being nice. That was borderline sexual harassment."
    "No it wasn't," Dani protested.
    "Bullshit it wasn't. That was straight out of those lame harassment videos." 
    "Okay, fine, so I took it too far. Sorry."
    "I'm just worried about you," Jugs said, her voice softening. "Cause if you get fired I'm stuck here alone."
    Dani sighed, smiling for her friend. "I'm alright, I promise. Just give me a minute to grab some coffee, you go off and start work. You're behind as it is and Gwen won't be gone forever."
    Jugs nodded, thankful things at least felt normal again. But as she was walking away Dani suddenly called her name, and Jugs whirled around to see an anxious look on Dani’s face.
    “What is it?”
    "Just… your hair looks really great today."
    Jugs blinked, then smiled in surprise. She'd only dyed it red recently and was still a little self-conscious of it. "Thanks, glad it's working out." She turned and left, missing the shudder of pleasure that went through Dani. So it wasn't just Sasha. Dani was getting off on complimenting anyone. And the reaction got stronger the more she did it. Of course Jugs was right, if she just openly hit on Sasha again she'd definitely get fired, but if she just said a bunch of bullshit compliments throughout the day, or just did nice stuff for others all day long…
    Dani let out a small, excited whimper, eager to discover just how great this weird cool pleasure could build up to.

 

~ ~ ~

 

    Sasha watched Jugs dragging Dani away and shivered violently, barely able to keep herself under control. She'd never had anyone compliment her so profusely, much less actively hitting on her. And though there was a chance it was a joke, Sasha doubted it. Dani wasn't that good of an actress. Being wanted so openly, sexualized and objectified in a way she'd always been told to hate… Sasha didn’t think anything had ever turned her on so much in her life.
    She struggled to make it to her desk, incredibly aware of how wet she was. Sasha tried to boot up her computer, but her eyes kept falling to her own tits, replaying the dozens of eyes that had been following her all morning, the aroused smiles and whispered comments about what they would do if they ever had a woman as hot as that. Why had she always been so afraid of showing off her boobs? People clearly loved them.
    Sasha quickly checked that no one was watching and carefully slid a hand down her shorts, gasping as she felt her already soaked panties. Part of her was tempted to try and get herself off right there in her cubicle. With how worked up she was, Sasha felt certain she’d cum in under a minute. With a sad whimper she pulled her hand back, knowing that she needed her job more than she needed a cheap thrill. She imagined the horror of someone catching her masturbating at work…
    Something clicked in the back of Sasha’s mind, as if some fundamental part of her personality shifted gears.
    Sasha brushed off the odd feeling. What had she been thinking about? Right, how hot it would be if someone caught her masturbating at work. The idea of being so exposed, for one of her co-workers to see her in such a slutty state. Sasha figured they’d probably turn her in, but this was her fantasy. The same depraved fantasy she’d been getting off to for years. She wanted people to see her body, for people to see her getting off. It turned her on to turn others on.
    A dreamy smile played over Sasha’s face. For some reason it was Dani she saw in her fantasy, the intimidating black girl gasping in shock as she wandered over to the cubicle and saw Sasha with her shorts and panties at her ankles, legs spread wide as she fingered herself, the other hand groping one of her magnificent tits. Sasha imagined herself smiling wide for Dani, and Dani would smile right back at her. Dani would unzip her shorts and slide a hand down, moaning as she began to touch herself too. Her sexy co-worker would get off on watching her masturbate, and Sasha knew she’d love nothing more than to perform for her. Sasha wouldn’t even care if she got herself off, that wasn’t what was important. Sasha only cared about turning on others. She’d do anything Dani needed in order for the beautiful black girl to cum.
    Sasha licked her lips and turned in her chair, almost hoping that Dani would be there. Unfortunately, Sasha was all by herself, with no one to perform for. She quickly blushed and waved away the dirty fantasy. It wasn’t like she’d ever go through with something like that, Sasha knew she was too timid for that kind of exhibition. Still, if anyone ever said that they loved her body and wanted to see more… well, Sasha guiltily accepted that she might be too excited to say no.

 

~ ~ ~

 

    It was nearly noon when Gwen finally arrived in the office with a cheery smile and a spring in her step. She stopped at Sue’s desk and admired the flowers in the little glass vase, completely oblivious to the way the secretary was glaring at her. With Gwen arriving late she’d been forced to not only do all of her own work, Maggie had even had the nerve to force Sue to do some of Gwen’s as well. Sue had gotten accustomed to having other people do most of her work for her, and she wasn’t going to let anyone interrupt her cozy life.
    “Nice of you to finally show up for work,” Sue said with as much venom in her voice as she could manage. 
    “It IS nice, isn’t it?” Gwen surveyed the office, usually the bane of her existence, but felt exhilarated to work with her friends and put in a good day’s work. “Is Maggie in?”
    “She’s in her office,” Sue said, a little taken back. She’d thought that Gwen’s sunny smile had just been to piss her off. Now, it almost seemed as if Gwen was actually happy. Gwen offered a grateful wave as she walked into Maggie’s office, and Sue quickly rolled her chair over to the doorway to eavesdrop. There was definitely something going on with Gwen being late and acting so weird. Sue grinned and imagined the gossip she might get.
    “Hi Maggie. Hope you didn’t miss me too much.” 
    Maggie spun around from the file cabinet, a relieved look on her face. “There you are. I thought you’d been kidnapped or something. You said you were going to be in around ten.”
    “I was,” Gwen replied, walking over to the windowsill and gazing out at the city. “But it was too nice of a day to be cooped up in my cubicle already, so I took a walk through the park. I even joined some nice old women who were doing some Tai Chi. I definitely might have to consider taking it up, it was a great work out.”
    Maggie pursed her lips as she listened to Gwen cheerfully talking. There was something off about her friend, but Maggie couldn’t place it. Not a bad thing, of course. If anything, Gwen seemed as if she were glowing and had gotten a few years younger. Finally Maggie realized that the difference was because Gwen seemed to be entirely stress-free. The constant worry lines in her face were nowhere to be found, her golden eyes were bright and shining happily, and her hair, which Gwen normally threw up in a quick and unkempt ponytail, was actually nicely done. Gwen even had a little make up on her face. It was an amazing transformation, and Maggie wanted to be happy for her friend, but she was still showing up to work late.
    “Listen Gwen, I’m glad you had a good morning, but we still have a lot of work to do. We have to get our presentation ready for the big Jericho bid, and we’re already behind on—”
    “Oh, I completely forgot to tell you,” Gwen giggled, taking a folder from out of her bag. “I sat and had some pastries in this nice little bakery downtown, I definitely have to take you sometime, but I got the presentation done.”
    Maggie raised her eyebrows. “The whole presentation?”
    “Obviously we still have to do the legwork, but I’ve got all the important details written out right here.”
    Gwen handed over the folder and watched some lovely birds flying outside the window, while Maggie flipped through the papers in disbelief. “We were two weeks behind on this! How did you manage to work all this out so fast?”
    “I don’t know,” Gwen answered truthfully. “I just woke up feeling like all the stress was gone and everything just… clicked. I didn’t worry about how we were behind, or how the office might fail if we lose the bid. I just smiled and wrote it out and it all just came together.”
    Maggie kissed the folder and beamed at Gwen. “If this is the kind of work you do while away, I may just let you come in late more often.”
    “I appreciate that, but I wouldn’t want to put everyone out. I’m sure you and Sue had a lot to do without me here.”
    “You’re damn right,” Sue yelled, peeking in from the doorway.
    Maggie glared at her. “I told you to stop spying on my meetings, Soo-Jin.”
    “One, this isn’t a meeting,” Sue replied, bored. “And two, is it really spying if you know I’m always doing it anyway?”
    “Get back to your desk, now!”
    Sue threw up her hands. “Fine. But for the record, I totally think Gwen’s on drugs with the way she’s acting.”
    “Your desk, young lady,” Maggie ordered. Sue slid out of sight, but was no doubt still close enough to listen.
    “I swear, that girl has made it her mission to drive me crazy.” Maggie blushed and turned to Gwen. “You, um, aren’t on drugs, right Gwen?”
    “I’m just high off life, I suppose,” she replied with a shrug. “I better get to my office and start making some calls. I’ve got a good feeling about today.”
    “I’m starting to get that feeling myself,” Maggie said, patting the folder for the presentation. “I have no idea what got into you, but I hope it catches on around the office.”
    “I’m sure it will,” said Gwen as she left her friend’s office, shutting the door behind her. She heard a squeak of wheels and turned to see Sue roll over beside her in the chair. “What can I help you with, Sue?”
    The Korean girl glanced around and leaned closer. “I don’t know what it is that you’re on, but I want some. How much is it?”
    Gwen laughed. “I told you, Sue, I’m not on drugs.”
    “Fine, whatever medicinal oil or herbs you’re rolling on. If it’s got you this giddy, then I definitely want some for me and my friends to party with.”
    Gwen opened her mouth to protest again, but stopped herself. “You really want to know how you can feel as good as I do?”
    “Of course,” Sue replied eagerly. Gwen made a big show of looking around that no one would overhear, then bent down to whisper in Sue’s ear.
    “Go fuck yourself,” Gwen giggled, patting Sue on the cheek.
    The spoiled party girl pulled back, glaring. “Fine, don’t tell me. Like I need to rely on you to find drugs.” 
    Gwen laughed and sauntered towards her office, feeling a playful smile on her face. The fun part was that she’d actually told Sue the truth. If Sue went and masturbated she’d probably be as stress-free as Gwen felt. Gwen wondered why she’d never realized that masturbation was such a life-changing experience?
    Shutting the door to the office behind her, Gwen fell into her comfortable chair and plucked up the telephone, dialing the number for their tech supplier. As she waited through the hold music, Gwen felt the urge to go out and tell everyone about the amazing effects of masturbation. Gwen knew that she’d gotten herself off a handful of times in her life before and they’d never felt anywhere as good as this morning had. Perhaps she’d always been doing something wrong, then. Gwen tried to think if she’d done anything different this morning, but nothing jumped out at her. 
    Oh well, she knew it wasn’t worth worrying over. Today there was nothing worth worrying over. Gwen’s cheeks were starting to hurt from all of this unaccustomed smiling, but even that didn’t concern her. With her fresh new attitude, Gwen just looked forward to more chances to exercise her smile until it came naturally.
    “Becker Electronics,” the phone finally said, and Gwen turned to focus on work. Nothing could get her down today. 
    An hour later, Gwen’s face had turned an ugly shade of red and the veins in her neck were standing out. “I don’t give a shit what you have to do or who you have to kill, but we paid you to have those parts by next week and you are going to have them here or I will track you down and STRANGLE YOU MYSELF!”
    Gwen slammed the phone down, then brought it crashing down again for emphasis. She stuffed her mouth into the crook of her elbow and screamed, everything feeling like too much to handle. The stress and anger was back with a vengeance, just as bitter and acidic as ever. And yet, just like this morning, Gwen also felt herself practically dripping into the chair beneath her as her body burned up with the need to get off. As she was cursing out the supplier, Gwen had needed to actually shove her other hand behind her back to stop from fingering herself during the call. She was so furious and horny that she didn’t know which would take over.
    Right then, Gwen wasn’t sure if she wanted to hit someone or fuck their brains out. She leapt to her feet and raced out of her office, ignoring the curious look Sue gave her as she ran towards the back of the building. All Gwen knew was that she wasn’t allowed to beat her lazy and useless employees, which meant she only had one way to work out her frustration.
    She crashed through the door of the women’s room and bolted for one of the stalls. The office had belonged to a larger company that had gone under, and Maggie had been able to buy the lease for a good price, but it meant they had way too much for their few employees. That was why the large bathroom had three separate stalls, and Gwen ran to the middle one. She hastily yanked her pants down and struggled with her dripping wet panties. She only got them partway down her thighs before she couldn’t stand it anymore.
    Gwen shoved three fingers into herself and let out a long satisfied moan. God, she had needed this so badly. And once she came she’d go back to being happy and carefree, just like this morning. All she had to do was—
    A faint voice let out a startled squeak and Gwen froze, her fingers deep inside her dripping pussy. Fear rising in her chest, Gwen glanced under the stall to the right and saw it was empty, but when she checked the stall on her left she saw someone hastily pulling up their feet, their shadow still clear.
    She wasn’t alone. Someone had just heard her moan out loud like a whore!
    Gwen quickly shifted her feet away, hoping that whoever it was hadn’t seen her shoes and might recognize her. There were only half a dozen girls, in the office, so it would be ridiculously easy for them to realize it was her and tell everyone. Gwen knew she should pull her pants back on and run for it, but the truth was that her desperate cunt was clenching her fingers tight, and every instinct in her body told Gwen to fuck herself rather than try to preserve her modesty.
    It was ridiculous and Gwen wondered why she would want to think of such a thing in this situation. That’s when it occurred to her. This morning the stress of being late had gotten her into that worked-up state, and that infuriating call had made her unbearably horny again. Stress turned her on, and it was right then that Gwen realized just how stressful it was to be trapped in the bathroom with one of your employees knowing that you were fucking yourself. They could tell everyone that she was getting off and that’s all anyone would think whenever they saw her.
    A surge of need hit Gwen and she bit her other hand to keep from moaning. She had to escape. She had to get off or she’d go mad. The longer they remained in this standoff the hornier she’d end up. Gwen felt her fingers pump into her once, moving completely on their own, and she barely managed to keep herself from making a sound. Her body was humming, vibrating from the tension of being trapped and knowing that her fingers would betray her before long.
    Gwen gulped and wondered who would give in first: the stranger in the other stall, or her own desperate body. She did not like her odds.