“I would really love it if I could perhaps trade my … uh … pussy for…”
Liz’s hand snaked from her own demure lap to rest gently, pleadingly, on your thigh.
“… well, your penis.”
You couldn’t help but shift under her firm but respectful caress, even as you felt her gaze fall from you to what you had below. Your member grew warm as you heard her lips mouth those words, imagining just what they could do …
“W-wow. Ok.” was all you could muster while trying to suppress too obvious a boner in front of her, though judging by her smirk nothing was hidden very well.
“Oh sweetie, please don’t be so worried!” she said with a giggle.
“You don’t need to be so shy about it. I bet you are curious. All Men are. I’ve had a few transfers in our clinics around the country, and just between you and me …” Liz leaned into your ear, her cleavage dipping dangerously low out of the edge of your sight. “ … I think my own little friend feels the best of all the pussies I’ve ever tried on.”
An anxious gulp passed loudly behind your own ears. Liz smiled, toying with the amateur before her.
“Still …” Liz pulled back, regaining composure and regaining an air of restraint. “I’ve had many little kitties in my time. Older, younger, hairy, puffy, neat, one with a clit I swear was as big as a finger. I loved that one. They all … respond … a different way when in the mood, but even then I keep thinking back to that one time in machine orientation. I took a man’s cock for only a minute between my thighs as a demonstration of reversibility and ever since I’ve been desperate to feel that again and actually spend time to try it properly. To have that thing on me, protruding from me, hard and soft in my hands. I bet it’s as good as it looks isn’t it?”
You were bewildered, visibly, which caused Liz to once again turn back to her matronly flirty self just like when you first met. Dominating yet intoxicating.
“You don’t have to do this, sweetie, but just know that I would love it if you did this for me. I’m sure you’ll love it too if you let me take care of you”
You paused as you looked into her eyes and felt her expectancy buried amongst her confidence. She knew what she wanted. The idea of seeing her walk around jiggling and confident all while secretly harboring your dick between her legs, trying her best to explore it in that open reception room while talking to whoever came by … Liz smiled almost as if she knew what lustful approval you were secretly giving her. You couldn’t help but wonder as well just what kind of pussy someone like her would have, a bountiful goddess bound by office dress codes. Only one way to find out …
“I would love to, Liz”
She beamed in joy before composing herself and swaying to a small cupboard in the wall. “Oh you will love this I’m sure of it! This is very exciting. It’s not often I get to do this during work hours.” You couldn’t help but admire how her body was so tremendous yet moved in perfect deliberate unison, and then at imagining the perfect gap between her thighs. A gap soon to be filled.
“Now there are a few different ways we can do this depending on preferences but … oh!” Liz exclaimed, her professionalism broken only temporarily by an unexpected sight. She paused before she pulled out a simple metal tray and laid it on the bed, picking up a large note hidden amongst the bottles and curious devices.
“Liz,
I took the liberty of working up some samples of our current batch of new transfer aids, just in case you ever get busy on the clock and want to help us lowly techs work out the kinks. They should all be safe but just read the notes attached to each one first. I’ve also restocked the normal stuff too in case you are feeling boring. Come see me in the machine room after so I can run tests and check you out. Enjoy yourself!
Molly
P.S. Thanks for the milk. If you want your nipples back you better say, or I’ll keep them!”
“Well, this is a treat” Liz motioned, hands on her hips and her shoulders back defiant, pushing her chest imposingly outwards. “It looks like you might be able to help me out in more ways in one today. Lovely!”
She started rifling through the assortment of items on the tray - bottles and containers, scattered amongst an array of odd hand sized devices and tubes that could almost be confused with sex toys. In fact, it looked like some of them were just sex toys with lights and disks attached!
“Normally our lotions only tend to allow direct contact transfer between like parts, but one of our technicians has been getting adventurous and may have found a safe way to do more unusual requests. So as my guest, I guess it is up to you … what takes your fancy other than me?” Liz teased, as she began loosening her top and eagerly shimmying her lusciously curvy rear out of her skirt.
Trying not to get too distracted, you pick out …