The following day, and Danielle woke feeling more refreshed than she had the day before. Perhaps it was because she was becoming used to being a woman now, even if she was covered in scales and had a tail.
After freshening herself up further and leaving the bathroom, she spotted Ashlee leaving the bedroom, about as dressed as she was, that is, in nothing.
“Morning.” She sleepily slurred. “Made you something.”
“Oh?”
“Look in your drawers and wardrobe.” Was her reply as she made for the bathroom.
While Danielle wasn’t sure what she’d meant by that, she did have a strong suspicion. And the first look confirmed it, with all the clothes she’d had now modified to fit her. The black jeans now with a properly made tail-hole and rear buttons that allowed her to slip them on with ease, adding a matching-colour cotton turtleneck sweater to it, along with a set of inch-high heels that covered her toes.
Once breakfast was done, Danielle was ready to leave, but not before she had something to say.
“Ashlee, I’m taking this with me.” She showed the Pen that Ashlee had left by the bedside.
“Why?”
“You said it yourself, you keep feeling a need to use it, as did I while I held it. So if we rotate it, it might help matters.”
“Hmm. I, I suppose it’s worth a try. Just, try not to overdo it, okay?”
“I’ll try.” Danielle said, as she pulled her into a hug. “I should be done by the early afternoon.”
“Okay, see you when you get back then.” Ashlee replied as Danielle left to drive off to work.
It still felt odd for Danielle, still adapting to being female, but at least now she was covered so didn’t feel quite so self-conscious as she made it to the office’s car park and made for the rear entrance to which she had the key for, sighting two other cars with hers and Ashlee’s. It was only as she was about to unlock it, that she realised something, she’d forgotten to put on a bra or underwear.
“No matter, this is enough.” She cut herself off as she entered, slipping the key into her handbag where it would remain until she needed it again.
Making her way to her office (that she’d had since her induced promotion on Friday) she passed by the only other two who needed to catch up on the extra work for the week. Amanda Loire, who Danielle noted had a set of leopard-pattern heels on, at least three inch heels, along with four wrist bangles around each arm, but like the Friday, when she’d first made her like that, it was all she had on, working at her desk with her bare buttocks planted on the seat. The other one she recognised as Patrick Donnelly, one of the Janitors who was busy with the Hoover, working his way along the office. And still being human, was properly clothed in his work clothes.
Now in her office, recalling that she made it have mirrored glass, she locked the door behind her and sat down at her desk, pulling out the reports she needed done before she could leave.
Just under an hour later and she’d made very good progress, over a third of the way through now and deciding to take a short break for the time being. As she rose to look out the windows and into the office, seeing that both Amanda and Patrick had paused as well, and were currently chatting away to each other, the fact that her large breasts and pussy were in full view as she sat with her legs a little open seemingly unnoticed by him.
Then Danielle realised that even though she was currently dressed, technically there was no reason why she couldn’t strip herself down. It would be so easy, to just pull everything off and finish her work in the nude. Of course, those two looked to be quite friendly towards each other, so maybe she could do something about that? Have Patrick end up a lion or something else? Or perhaps a tiger, or a wolf? Those were two she hadn’t done yet. And then have them be more than friends. But then Ross was already showing signs of affection thanks to a prior use of the Pen, along with that other guy she‘d seen her with on the beach yesterday. That could end up taking it too far.
Heading back to her desk again, she pulled out the Pen, as she mulled over what to do.