'Janets' breast were perfect. She felt exposed as her nipples hardened from the cool air. She rubbed her tits together just to be sexy and a cute moan escaped her lips. "I wonder what the hell he wrote with that pen this time" she thought while biting her lower lip.
She looked at the paper as 'Dave' was writing "I want Janet to be my sex slave, she must do whatever I tell her."
Dave looked up at her and a smirk formed on his face. "Get on your knees"
"OH shit" was all 'Janet' could say as she slowly sank to her pretty knee's, for tho' she was 'Janet' on the outside inside she was still all male still David. Unluckily for her so was 'Dave' rolling his chair back and spread his leg's, unzipping he fished his throbbing organ.
"You know what I want you to do!" He snickered. And suddenly 'Janet' knew exactly and in great detail, moving over infront of him she stared at the raging hard on that had once belonged to her. "Do it!" 'Dave' ordered softly. 'Janet' had never imagined her formerly him self proforming fellatio, but now found she had no choice in the matter! Bowing her head she took the velvety soft glans into her mouth, tasting sweat and that funky male musk. The soft smooth head lay pulsing on her tongue, as 'Dave' leaned back in his chair a huge smile on his face. Inside the male mind struggled to resist, even as her mouth did all this preverse thing's she knew 'Dave' wanted her to do. She glanced up as she heard a pen sqribbling across paper, watching as 'Dave' Wrote.
'Janet thinks this is all part of the job and she has to do it three or four times a day.'