Your 5am alarm for Monday morning was going off. It was several minute for you to awaken to the alarm back in your bedroom.
The bulb gave off a varying array of scents, which you translated as "Good morning my Queen. Your body should be rested, repaired, and fed."
You look over to the bulb and try to talk, but nothing comes out. You smile and think the words, "Thank you."
It startles you when the bulb responds, "Your welcome."
"You heard that," you think to yourself.
"I did, you pushed your words as thought." the bulb responds in scents. "Unfortunately, your structure to make sound in your airway was repurposed. You can push words to others as thought too," the bulb added.
You slowly stand, and turn on the shower, cleaning yourself of all the various goo, sweat, and cum along with the various balls and the four bulbs you birthed the day before. You walk out of the shower to find a towel, and the image in the mirror surprises you again. Your broad shoulders and wide frame coupled with the feminine form, has you looking like a thicc pawg. You get dressed as best you can in a dress shirt, tie, and slacks and drive to the construction trailer that is your office with your boss.
You arrive first and wait in your bosses office for him to arrive. Your boss is twenty years older than you, and went through his divorce a year before Amber moved out. He was supportive of you and did his best to mentor you past your self destructive behaviors. His nameplate said Carlos, but you called him Carl. Carl walked in and took one look at you and started in a spanish tirade before asking you in english, "Who are you?"
You reach over and write your name on a notepad. You also mention that your not able to talk.
"Very funny. Make sure the guys who set you up for this pay you and go. Did I stutter? Go," says Carlos, increasingly angry.
You write down something on the notepad that only you would know about Carlos. His eyes get wide, as he stares at you. "No joke?," he asked.
You shake your head no.
Carlos sits on the front edge of his desk, his hands smearing across his face as he processes this. "Ok, I don't like it....but go home and take off these things you put on to make you look this way and come back by lunch," he says.
You stand up and unbutton your pants and then your shirt, showing Carlos that it's not fake.
Carlos looks perturbed, "Dude, not cool...you can't just...." Carlos sees the stretch marks on you stomach and around your hairless pussy.
You lock the door to his office and take off your shirt, then take his hands and put them on each of your boobs. He is reluctant at first, but the little white spots of milk from your nipples has him thinking your not you, but he is turned on. You can smell his arousal. You step forward and give Carlos a kiss from your lips to his. You sense Carlos fighting in his head but you try to push him to suckle from your chest. You know he is loosing the battle in his head as his mouth makes contact with one of your nipples, and begins to suckle. Carlos's nose smells your arousal now as he works to drain both of your milk machines. Carlos takes his time, and you both move to the couch in his office. After he drains your chest, you motion for him to pull down his pants, and it's your turn to feed. Your mouth opens and eagerly guides in the fat but short cock into your mouth, as you work your tongue into his cock, through the urethra, into his bladder, where you work to find the ultimate goal, his prostate. You taste the seminal fluid and sperm mix as you milk the man's large testicles and surprisingly large prostate. Your oral vagina brings Carlos to a powerful orgasm after you drain him. He tastes so good you think to yourself.
"Ahhhh, you like that amigo. I could get used to that," Carlos proclaims.
"I can do that," you think, pushing the words to Carlos.
"Oooooh, you do speak. How do you do that without your mouth moving?" asks Carlos.
"I think my words inside your head," you think in Carlos's mind.
"I will take care of this...I like this you....but you need better clothes. I will take you at lunch," Carlos offered.
You lean back on the couch and rub your most pussy.
"My friend, I need a few minutes. I do not have a young body like yours.," Carlos admitted
You get up and put your shirt and tie back on, then step into and pull up your slacks. You step over and kiss Carlos on the lips passionately, before going to the door, and looking back at him and smiling. You then turn to unlock the door, and go back to your office. Carlos comes in a few moments after you with your shoes. Today was going to be an interesting day.