Afterwork
- 2 years ago
- 23
- 0
After Hours free porn video
"AFTER HOURS"
By Melody Louise
They had worked overtime and it was time to party.
As the company employees headed to the elevators, they anticipated the
good time they would have at the dance club tonight.
It was Thursday night and the weekend was almost upon them.
Their boss had arranged it all. They had their own private table with
food and drink paid for. Their boss had appreciated their efforts and
liked to reward his loyal employees. In return, he had his employee's
trust.
As they entered the building's parking lot, they begged their boss to
come with them.
"Come on Sir, you'll enjoy yourself. Please come along," said a male
employee.
The boss smiled and said, "No thanks. A boss' work is never done."
The employee jokingly said, "You're just a workaholic. I'm sure the
evening you have planned for yourself is just DULL, DULL, DULL. Please
come with us."
The boss laughed and said, "Please, please people; enjoy yourselves all.
My evening will be fun. Trust me."
A female employee came forward and said, "Ah, come on. Won't you even at
least stay for a little while?"
The boss stopped as he approached his car. He thought a moment. He then
turned to the female employee who had just spoken to him. She was a very
young perky, pretty blonde that always liked to wear pink. Her youthful
giddiness gave a false impression to others. Most people thought her
extremely girlish perkiness meant she was stupid and got her job only
because of her looks. In fact, she was actually the most brilliant
employee at the company. She just didn't let her extreme intellect stand
in the way of her having fun, which she was "very good" at. The boss
liked her and didn't want to disappoint her. He had a thing for blondes.
They affected him on a deep level.
Then the boss said, "Well...maybe I could make a cameo later on."
She started to smile.
"But I can't promise anything", he said.
"Sure, whatever you say", she happily replied.
With that the boss went back to his car. He started to drive off as he
saw the other employees drive in the direction of the dance club. He was
heading in the direction of his home.
After a few blocks, he stopped his car. It was still a long drive to get
to his house.
He then turned his car around and headed back to the office building.
He drove back to the parking lot. As expected, all the employees were
gone. They were probably, at that moment, having a great time at the
dance club. He then went back into the building. He approached the late
night security guard.
"Another late night?" the security guard asked.
"Something like that", the boss grinned.
He then headed to the elevators and went up to his company's floor. Soon
he was back in his company and just entering his private office.
He locked the door behind him.
It was a big office filled with expensive furniture. Though an office,
it felt very cozy and casual. Some liked to tease the boss that his
office had a woman's touch.
He went to the windows and closed the curtains.
He then took out a key from his pants pocket. He headed to a locked
cabinet and used his key to open it. He reached in and pulled out a
clear, wine sized, intricately designed bottle filled with pink liquid
in it. He held it to the light and let the light shine through it. The
glistening of the light through the liquid made it appear to almost
"glow pink".
He then walked to the side of the room to stand in front of a full
length mirror.
There he had seen the man he had created for the world.
A very successful, handsome, muscular "Man of Power".
His short black hair was neat.
His dark brown eyes were intense.
His gray suit was perfect.
He pondered what he had done before.
He pondered what he was about to do.
He undid his jacket buttons and opened it up.
He loosened his tie and undid the top button of his shirt.
He smiled and took the lid off the bottle.
He thought of this "potion" he was about to drink...this "potion" that
he himself created. He thought of how this was custom made for his very
"specific needs". A smile appeared on his face and he even let out a
little giggle.
He then licked his lips.
He took one long intense look into the mirror.
He then drank down the entire potion.
He didn't have to worry. He had much more of the potion at home plus the
means to make more. He had drunk this potion multiple times. He
delicately walked back to the cabinet to put the empty bottle back in.
His anticipation was growing.
As he lifted the bottle, to put back in the cabinet, it felt heavier.
This was to be expected ? even enjoyed.
He noticed his large, muscular hands becoming more thin and frail.
He smiled.
It was beginning.
After the bottle was put back into the cabinet, he tried to walk back to
the mirror but a euphoric dizziness stopped him. He quickly found a
near-by couch to sit on. He hummed with pleasure as he leaned back into
the cushy couch.
He "definitely" could feel the changes now.
It was as if a million little workers were rebuilding his body from the
inside out.
He loved it.
Wave upon wave of motion vibrated through his body.
He was too distracted by the euphoria of it to analyze "specifically"
what was happening.
It was as if his brain was being soaked in "pure pleasure".
He lied back on the couch and moaned with excitement as he happily
surrendered to what was happening to him.
He laughed as he kicked up his feet; his shoes flying off because they
were now too big for his smaller, more delicate feet. Seeing his shoes
fly across his office made him laugh out load in a very giddy manner.
His laughs were becoming higher in pitch the more he continued.
The ecstasy continued for a few more minutes.
Then the euphoria cleared and his mind was sharp and alert again.
He then began to raise himself from the couch. This proved easy as he
noticed a significant drop in his body mass.
He didn't feel muscular at all but very thin.
He seemed to "glide" back to the mirror to get a glimpse of the results.
Of course, he already knew what they would be and eagerly looked forward
to see them.
He approached the mirror with glee; took a deep breath - took a long
look...and, of course, realized that the pronoun "he" was no longer
appropriate for how "she" should "now" be described.
She was now a woman and was drinking in every delicious moment of this
blessed accomplishment.
She liked it so, so much she had to yell out the obvious.
"I AM A WOMAN!"
She then laughed a gleeful laugh.
She looked very proud of herself.
Of course she knew she looked better. She was, after all, still dressed
in "his" clothes. The suit was now baggy on her. She was still the same
height but noticeably thinner.
Her face was now round and smooth. Her dark eyes sparkled at the change.
Her black hair still was short but it now had a sexy, funky look to it.
She was happy.
She had been through this before but the joy never faded away.
She didn't feel the need to visually examine her body. She had done that
before. It wasn't necessary. The "feeling" told it all.
She could "feel" a pair of small but still sensitive and, dare she think
this, perky breasts.
She could "feel" a fully formed vagina where a penis once was.
She could "feel" that her waist was slightly smaller to accent her hips
that were now slightly wider.
She was a very pretty, cute woman with a very innocent quality about
her.
But that was "not" her plan.
The potion was not designed for that.
She could still "feel" what had just happened. She still tingled from
it.
She then looked at herself close up in the mirror and noticed that her
dark brown eyes were starting to lighten their shade.
She could now start to "feel" new sensations start to bubble within her.
She knew what was about to happen.
Experience had taught her to walk away from the mirror and go to the
middle of the office.
She started to unbutton some of the buttons of "his" shirt.
She removed "his" belt and opened "his" pants.
She took off "his" socks.
She took a deep breath and prepared herself.
The transformation wasn't over.
It was just beginning.
She stood there is "excited loving anticipation" of what was about to
happen.
She was scared but also thrilled.
She was about to give up "total control" to her urges.
She didn't know when "it" would happen.
It never occurred at a set time but she knew it would be soon.
She was nervous but happy.
Her mind began to wonder as she thought of what she would do when she...
IT'S HAPPENING!
She ripped open "his" shirt just as her breasts "exploded" out like
airbags of a car. They were huge instantly. Her head instinctively
jerked back and she let out a high pitched scream of extreme pain mixed
with extreme pleasure.
Her head then flew back forward and she caught a brief glimpse of her
massive breasts before her hair covered her eyes. It had instantly grown
to cover her face...and it was still growing. Her hair had also
lightened its shade from black to dark brown.
She stood quivering as her hair had grown to completely cover her face
on its way to touch her shoulders.
She brushed away the "now light brown" hair from her eyes as her knees
felt weak.
Another sudden jolt in her body made her fall to her knees.
The euphoria came back but this time it was even more intense than
before.
It was beyond intoxicating.
She instantly stripped off all her clothes. Soon she was on her hands
and knees naked, moaning like an animal in heat. Her screams of pleasure
continued. Everything was a haze. Thinking straight was impossible.
She had completely lost control.
She was now a slave to "her" primal instincts which were growing "more
intense" as each moment went by.
She was in Heaven.
Her hair, now dirty blonde, covered her eyes again as it grew long
enough to now touch the floor.
She tried to walk across the floor on her hands and knees.
Then another jolt of euphoria knocked her on her back.
She pushed away her, now golden blonde, hair from her eyes. She saw the
skin on her hands was not pale anymore but was tan. She could now feel
she was lying on hair that was going down her back.
She purred like a kitten.
She could feel more changes happening to her body.
Her waist was shrinking.
Her hips were widening.
Her legs were stretching.
She lifted her legs to see how long, shapely and beautiful they had
become.
She could barely concentrate.
She sat up while moaning and purring.
She childishly shook her, now platinum blonde, hair around with glee.
Her thick long hair flowed freely through the air and shone against the
light. She ran her thin fingers through it with extreme pleasure.
Yet another wave of euphoria rippled through her body.
She moaned in ecstasy.
Louder.
Louder!
LOUDER!
At the height of it all...
She stopped.
Instantly her mind became a blank.
The blankness warmed her.
The blankness soothed her.
She felt good.
Too good.
She then calmly, silently got up and went to the full length mirror.
She then looked at herself.
The woman now staring back was a far cry from the previous woman that
looked back a mere few minutes ago. It was obvious that this "new woman"
was extremely confident and very, very sexual.
Some could even go so far as to refer to her as "horny".
Her mind now had little room for anything else.
The woman staring back was also taller and had a very voluptuous figure
which shamelessly promoted a pair of very large breasts.
The exact size was irrelevant to her. They were huge and she was happy.
Having large breasts was one of her "now top priorities" in life.
She now stared at the golden brown tan her body now sported. This
beautifully complimented her now long platinum blonde hair that tickled
its way down her back before resting "just above" her perfectly sculpted
rear.
She looked at herself with the most beautiful light blue eyes she could
remember.
She gave herself a beautiful wide smile.
She took this all in.
She started to giggle like a school girl.
She was in love with herself.
Before she knew it, her hands were busy roaming around her new body
exploring.
She started to fondle herself all over.
It was only for a short time but, to her, time seemed to stand still as
she moaned in pleasure at the self gratification.
It was her only private eternity.
She was in love with herself "even more".
When she stopped and was amused by the light sheen of glistening sweat
on her body, she knew it was time to continue her plan. She went back to
the cabinet and got another key.
She then went to "another" private place in the room.
It was a secret door which was made to look like part of the wall.
She opened it to expose a massive pink room with a professional makeup
table in the middle stocked with a wide variety of cosmetics, perfumes
and hair products. To the right were racks of the best designer clothes
for women. Below was, it seemed, countless pairs of women's shoes of all
types. To the left of the makeup table was a wide variety of purses and
handbags for every occasion. Still farther to the left of that was a
custom made stand which housed multiple types on sunglasses. The room
was also scattered with many different sized Teddy Bears and an
assortment of all kinds of "girly knick knacks".
The room was a "female paradise".
She smiled as she knew that as impressive as this room was, it was only
a small version of the massive secret "FEM-ROOM" that was at "his"
house.
She drank this all this pleasure and was getting intoxicated by it.
She then started to think of what to do next. She was, after all, a
woman with a plan.
"Now, what to wear?" she said out load.
At the packed dance club, all the employees were enjoying themselves.
They were drinking and laughing at their private table, which was
arranged by their boss...who was mysteriously absent himself.
One of the employees expressed regret that their boss couldn't make it
to his own private party. The blonde perky employee gleefully stated
that the boss could "still" make an appearance.
Then, they all noticed a bit of a commotion at the front door of the
dance club.
The blonde employee got up to see what the cause of it was. She couldn't
believe what she saw.
At the front door of the dance club was the most beautiful blonde
"GLAMAZON" seen at the dance club in recent memory.
She deserved the term "GLAMAZON" because she was a very tall, sexy,
voluptuous, powerful looking woman.
She was dressed in a slinky tight short red dress that was "very" low
cut.
Her make-up was flawless...and some could say "quite slutty".
Her platinum blonde hair was combed back and allowed to lovingly cascade
down her exposed back.
The Blonde Bimbo Boss had arrived!
She started to walk into the club, clicking her tall black pumps on the
hard smooth floor.
They were all staring at her and she knew it.
She loved it.
They all had the same look the security man had when she left the
building before taking a taxi over to the dance club.
She drank in all their attention and became intoxicated by it.
Sexual intoxication was the main feeling she was experiencing that
evening.
Amusement filled her as she noticed jealous girlfriends giving their
boyfriends mean looks for staring at her.
She walked across the club while blowing off advances by people who
approached her. She already had her goal in mind and she was not going
to let anyone stand in her way.
She was on a mission.
She walked until she stopped at the private table of "his" employees.
She stared at them smiling. They stared back at her dumbfounded; almost
not believing this was happening.
She said no words.
She just slowly raised her finger and pointed it at the employee who
first begged his "boss" to join them at the party a short time ago. The
employee looked shocked, pointing his finger to himself in disbelief.
She gave a wicked smile and nodded yes while moving her fingers in a
motion inviting him to go with her...somewhere.
Without thinking, he jumped up and followed her out of the club to
"thunderous applause" by many men who were jealously watching from the
sides. The employee was nervous and excited as this "strange hot blonde"
took him to an alley behind the dance club.
She continued to say no words but didn't have to.
Her intensions were clear.
Her approach - direct.
Her intensions - absolute.
She fucked him silly.
She drank him dry.
She teased him mercilessly.
He loved every second of it.
At the height of it all...
She left him "hanging" and went back into the dance club.
When inside, she walked back to the employee's private table.
The employees didn't know where their fellow employee was but after
looking at her, quite frankly, they didn't care.
They could guess what had happened.
They could see that her hair was a little messed up. They noticed the
left shoulder strap of her dress was now ever so delicately down around
her upper arm. They didn't want to stare but couldn't help noticing the
obvious semen stains on her.
She looked even more alluring than before.
It was as if the experience had actually made her more powerful...and
hungry.
She then moved closer to them and wickedly smiled.
She then said her only line of dialogue for the entire night.
"Who's next?"
By the end of the night, she deliciously accomplished her goal.
She had "had" all the employees...even the women.
She particularly enjoyed "having" the perky blonde woman who always
liked to dress in pink. The perky blonde "truly" enjoyed the experience
"just as much".
She then "blew" them all a goodbye kiss and then disappeared into the
night.
The employees knew almost nothing about her...not even her name.
The next morning the boss, now a man again, came into his company "very
refreshed". He looked around to see that many of his employees hadn't
made it in that morning. The ones that did looked obviously exhausted.
He sincerely apologized for not being able to make it to the dance club
the night before.
Then he innocently asked his employees if he missed anything.
The employees just sat there silent with shocked looks on their faces.
They didn't know what to say.
After an uncomfortable silence, for the employees that is, the boss then
announced that probably nothing really happened there anyway. He said
that probably explained the "silence" of his employees. He then
innocently turned around and walked back to his office.
The employees just continued to sit there in stunned silence.
As the boss entered his office, he closed the door behind him and locked
it.
He opened the "secret closet" to see the dress, "she" wore the night
before, lying on a towel on a chair.
The dress was drenched in semen and other assorted fluids.
He momentarily pondered keeping the dress the way it was as memento of
"her" wild time the night before.
He jokingly knew he wouldn't be the first if he did.
The final fate of "her" dress was unimportant to him at the moment.
He then walked to the cabinet and took out the bottle of his pink
potion..."now refilled".
He had brought more from home this morning.
He lifted it up and let the light shimmer through it all nice and pink.
Some would even say it "glowed".
Though his body was back to being male, his mind was still "fresh" with
"FEMALE NEEDS, WANTS AND DESIRES".
"SHE" thinks about what she did last night.
"SHE" thinks of what has yet to be done.
"SHE" takes the lid off the bottle and sniffs the dreamy, intoxicating
smell of the potion.
"SHE" starts to "giggle" in a "VERY GIRLISH, SEXY, WICKED WAY".
"SHE" KNOWS WHO IS BOSS!
Maris
- 21.01.2022
- 11
- 0
