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A Reality of Advancement

Part 2

For Nataraj

By Draconicon

It felt weird to be an elephant, which was a thought that she had never expected to have. Certainly, she had imagined various types of transformation - some of which were far more elaborate and not entirely so 'sensible' as a mere shift to another species - but she'd never imagined it actually happening. The feeling of a bigger, bulkier body almost threw her off, and nearly brought back some of the feelings that she'd started to leave behind with her transition, but...

But there was something else. Something right about the curves that went with the bulk. Sure, it meant that she was no longer able to be a petite, cute little thing as she had once imagined being - being a tall girl didn't really help with that, but she could imagine, gosh darn it - but despite being bigger, she also felt more feminine. Her curves felt like the definition of woman, and while it was exaggerated, she still felt like it was still what she wanted to be. Something powerful, something eye-catching, something -

"EEEP!"

Lexi jumped back without being able to stop herself, her face going bright red as soon as she landed on one big, flat foot. The mouse that had darted in front of her yelped as well, pulling away from her and holding his hands to his chest. They both stared at each other, then blushed and looked away, trying to pretend that nothing had happened.

It wasn't even the fact that he'd been a mouse that startled her. Well, no, it had, but not like that. It was an almost cartoonish thing that came with being an elephant, she supposed, and she rubbed her face with big hands to try and get rid of the blush.

Floor six. You're supposed to go to floor six.

That was...accounting? No, order forms, where the orders came in and the shipping details were filed. Good place to start for the day, and it meant that she wasn't going to be doing something brand new. She'd been shuffled between different departments before, and the one thing that she'd been hoping for was to not be sent out to the warehouses. With her bigger body, it'd probably be easier than before, but she hated all the carrying and running around and sweating.

Well, not the sweating, that's kinda fun, but - gah, that's not workplace appropriate!

But then again, considering that her skirt was short enough to show off her ass, dick, and balls, considering that her blouse had burst in the chest to show off her new breasts and thick areolas and hard nipples, what was workplace appropriate anymore? Nobody was exactly reaching out and groping each other, but there were many obvious side-eyes being given, all sorts of fraternizing smiles that made it clear that there were after-hours plans being made between the different employees.

Shaking her head, she hurried to one of the new elevators. She'd remembered it being about a foot too short for her elephant body, so she was ready to bend down a bit once she got inside, but when she stepped in, she realized that she was standing more than two feet below the top of the little metal cube. A giraffe that stood next to her nodded, his head bumped against the top, but nobody else was. Heck, there was a rat at the bottom of the bunch that was barely able to reach the top of the button panel, probably standing no higher than four-foot-five.

Everyone's changed...and so's the elevators.

She remembered, even if nobody else did, that the elevators had been human sized only a few hours ago. They had been perfectly proportioned to human bodies, and that meant that something had changed with them while everyone had been transforming. More of the shifts, more of the magic? Or was it tech? Or -

There were too many variables. But one thing was for sure. She was going to take a look into whoever had bought the company. She wanted to know how the hell they were pulling off the impossible.

She didn't even really notice being exposed after the first few seconds in the elevator, and by the time she got off, she had all but forgotten about it. The new feeling of weight on her chest and the heftier rump were both offset by the new muscles under her frame, only making her feel them if she jumped, or if someone else were to touch them, and so far, neither had happened.

Even the mouse one - which HADN'T happened! - was just a little hop. Not a screeching fit. No, nothing of the sort.

She shook her head, opening the door to the incoming orders department. Gerald was there, off to the side of one of the different cubicles, and the Dalmatian waved. Just like everyone else, his crotch had apparently ripped open, and his cock was out in the open, hanging down and dangling happily. Big balls, too, heavy and stretched and pulled downward with weight, to the point where the sac looked like it was filled to the brim, the skin slightly pink and tight looking under that fur -

Mmmmmmph!

Lexi admonished herself about workplace regulations and how one wasn't supposed to get into that at the workplace. If she was going to do that, later. Later. Later!

The various faces that she was used to seeing were all different, though at the same time she felt like she knew them all. There was an otter that used to be the bearded goofball of the bunch, there was a kangaroo that had been...that had been female, but was now quite male. Maybe someone else that hadn't been out? And there were many others like that, some transitioning into something that fit her memories, and others completely surprising her.

Shaking her head, she followed the aisle down to her desk. It was bigger than she remembered, lifted further from the ground and with a monitor that looked more like it was suited for a big-screen TV in someone's house. That said, with her bigger head and needing to sit further from the desk, she supposed that made sense. Her chair was no longer the simple, cheap plastic that she had been sitting in all those days, but rather, a big, bulky thing that looked more like a metal throne on -

"...Can I...can I have a different chair, please?" she asked, feeling her head go funny.

"What's the matter, Lexi?" the otter - Michael - asked.

"Um, it's...it's moving."

It had spider-legs, and much as the sci-fi part of her loved the idea of a robotic, moving chair, the part of her that hated spiders - and there was not a word for how much she hated them - was just creeping her out way too much. She didn't want to get anywhere close to that, particularly if the spidery legs started touching the back of her calves. She'd kick it, and then who knew what the angry little chair-bot would do? And how guilty she'd feel, for that matter, considering -

Overthinking, overthinking, overthinking.

"Oh, you can have mine. I don't mind spider-chairs."

"Thanks, Michael. Thank you."

She shivered as he cooed at the spider-chair and summoned it over to himself. That was 'cute', she supposed, and the nerd in her loved it. But the creepiness was still there, and she'd need something nicer than cold-steel legs doing...who knew what...under there if she was going to take that chair.

Thankfully, Michael had a good substitute. It was a water-chair, something that was almost like a beanbag, but better suited for someone like her. She could squish around in it and get comfortable, feeling the slippy-slides that it did when she got into a different position, and it was like having gel-inserts rather than padding in her chair. It wouldn't work long-term, but it was good enough for the day.

As she got comfortable, however, her screen came on without her prompting. A beep followed, then the screen was filled with a silver circle with a white background and black text. The text was simple: KLI, running from the upper left-hand corner of the circle, then going clockwise, with L in the upper-right and the I in the bottom center. It blinked, going negative, back to itself, and then out of view before fading into a different picture.

No, no, a video feed, and it was focused on a snow leopard in a white suit sitting behind a desk. Lexi cocked her head to the side at the view from behind him, showing a city that was slowly rising up in various degrees of construction, and a forest in the far background.

Who's he? she wondered.

"Welcome," the snow leopard said. Rather than the jazzed-up voice of the typical employer buzz-video, his voice was calm, serious, focused. Almost intimidatingly focused, for that matter, almost like he was talking right to her rather than through all the other screens at once. "You have, likely enough, been curious as to who has bought out your previous employers. Due to an agreement with my partners, you are allowed to know of one of them.

"I am Kai Lee, and my company, K. L. Incorporated, will serve as the banner under which you do your jobs. There have been a number of changes to your workplace, as you have doubtlessly noticed. There will be further changes as we experiment with the best way for you to do your jobs, with both the greatest efficiency, and the greatest comfort. It has been proven time and again that happy employees bring the greatest effectiveness to their jobs, and I expect you to prove that maxim true again. Provided that you continue to fulfill your duties with the skill and expertise that allowed you to survive this long, you may expect to continue to enjoy your new privileges, and more to come."

Lexi wasn't entirely sure that she believed that, but if the snow leopard was being even half-honest, at least he was giving it to them straight. They had been at the top of their games before they were hit with the many lawsuits by the big names, and while they had managed to survive as a company, they had been all but bankrupt. Essentially, this Kai Lee and whatever partners he was involved with had swooped in and taken them out of the gutter, and were now fronting the bills for legal difficulties.

If he was willing to do that, to keep them even semi-independent, she'd give him a shot.

"Now, some of you may have noticed that you have different workplace attire."

Which was a funny way of saying that they were all dressed for the strip-stage. She blushed, more aware of her breasts than ever. She curled up further on the water-chair.

"This is due to the insistence of some of my partners for a different sort of compensation. You will be filmed at all times, and your life will take a change. This, personally, is not in my interests, but I have never quite understood that level of...indulgence.

"Regardless, the rules against fraternization between employees have been removed from the code of conduct."

"What?!" Lexi hissed.

"Furthermore, there will be a certain amount of sexuality permitted between superiors and subordinates. An additional role, the PPA - the Personal-Personal Assistant - has been created for all employees of mid-to-upper management levels. This assistant role will be paid at permanent time and a half, with the possibility of overtime at three-times pay. They will be responsible for both the standard personal assistant duties and..." The snow leopard sighed, looking off-screen. "Must you insist on this condition?"

Whoever was on the other end of the broadcast must have said yes, because Kai Lee continued.

"They will also be responsible for the sexual gratification of their superior. The excess pay is to compensate for any humiliations incurred as part of these duties, and to ensure that the bonus given is equal to the effort put forth. Further bonuses are possible, should the employee go above and beyond what is expected of them.

"With that said, I release you to your work. Good luck, and good work to you all."

With that, the broadcast cut off, and she was left staring at a blank screen. Of all the things that Lexi expected to hear when she got to work that morning, this had blown all the different possibilities out of the water.

Somehow, she was more shocked that there was an official whore position than she was about anything else that had happened to them. The very idea that someone could sneak that in without HR throwing a volcanic fit at the men that suggested it was absurd. At the same time, she could already hear that there were some men that were thinking of taking the role, and not just the ones that were talking about female supervisors. Had the transformation pushed everyone's real interests forward, too?

She stared at the black screen, still trying to process everything that had just been said. She had always made decent money at this job, always thought that she had been doing pretty well, but now, she had to contend with a PPA that was going to be...that would be paid that much more for...

I...can't...believe it...

With her breath coming faster and faster, she stared straight down at the ground, collecting herself and trying not to rock back and forth on her chair. She managed it to some extent, but it was still tricky.

Why...why...why...

Not even why would the person be paid so much more - that she understood - but why did she feel...tempted? She had been a completely normal woman, as far as she was concerned. A few little kinks here and there, some fantasies, but never so far as to think that she'd try and seduce her boss for real. That was something that was limited to cyberspace, to the world of the internet.

And yet, here she was, starting to think about how she could make it work, how she could enjoy it if her boss was ugly, or if there was something off about him. What could she do to make sure that she still got what she wanted other than money, if she could still get some fun with him, or -

This isn't me!

Yet, she had been told that she was going to be left alone compared to the others. She had gotten a new body, but her mind was still her own. What in the ever-living heck was going on?

The sound of footsteps interrupted everyone. Not the clicking footsteps of someone in heels, but rather, the thumping sound of someone walking barefoot. Lexi blinked, looking up almost in spite of herself, blushing as she realized how interested she actually was.

J-just because the boss is barefoot doesn't mean he's going to be that good...

She tried to keep her eyes on her screen, waiting for it to come up with the normal log-in screen, but it stubbornly stayed black. She reached under her desk, forcing a restart, but it refused to cooperate as a distraction. No matter what she did, she just couldn't make it do what she wanted it to do.

Mmmmmmmph!

Then, the thumping stopped. Almost against her will, the elephant woman looked up from her screen to see who it was.

Standing at the front of the room, barely reaching over five and a half feet while standing on the dais that her old supervisor had always used to look over the cubicle walls and see them, was a lion. He was short, yes, but he had broad shoulders that were barely restrained by a suit that showed off more muscles than she was ever used to seeing. His mane, alternating between black and gold stripes, was as decorative as it was flamboyant, strong and stern and yet colorful in a way that most men would have never really dared to wear it.

Her eyes went further down, tracing along the impeccable black suit and tie that he wore, complete with a little TARDIS in the corner of his left pocket. She blushed as she went further down, not sure what she expected to see, but hoping against hope that -

Oh god, he's BIG.

Belying his smaller height, the lion's cock was almost as hyper as her breasts were. The thick thing hung down over his balls - and what balls they were, almost forcing him to stand with his legs further apart than most men - and her cheeks burned as she realized that he was probably going to be big enough to reach the foot-long mark, and maybe more.

Why did you have to be hot? What did you have to be hot?

Lexi blushed worse as he spoke. He had that sort of chocolatey voice that melted on the ears, and she shivered as she slumped down in her chair, hoping that she wasn't showing her arousal as much as she was feeling it as fantasies started running through her head. Suddenly, that PPA position seemed a whole lot less embarrassing and a whole lot more fulfilling, in all kinds of ways.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Richard - yes, yes, I know, cliché, isn't it? A lion, named Richard?"

"Can I call you dick?" one of the foxes in the back shouted up.

"Only if I can call you ass."

"Call me anything so long I can get it."

The room laughed at that, and Lexi was surprised, again, at the sheer easiness that was flowing through the room. It was like everyone had been relaxed, like so many of the little bits and pieces that had been in the way at the old job were just...gone.

Richard shook his head, putting his hands in his pockets and taking a step forward. She half-expected to see long paws, but nope. He beat her expectations even there. His feet were black on the bottom, yes, but it was like a single, long pad that covered the bottom. That, or it was all skin that wasn't covered by fur. Either way, it hit her buttons, and hard.

"Now, let's get down to business. I know that I've been pulled in to replace an old supervisor, and that you loved the hell out of that guy. I'm not looking to replace him like that. I'm just standing in for him, long-term. Who knows, he might come back one day in a different role. Hell, I might call him in as a consultant for a while, just to make sure that we're all settling in right.

"But for right now, let's all focus on getting the job done, okay? First day under a new banner, right? Let's make sure that the big guys still know that we're a force to be reckoned with. You guys think we can outdo last week's quota?"

Lexi knew the quota from last week. She knew it rather intimately, as a matter of fact, considering that she had been involved with the invoicing as well as the organizing of the different shipping manifests. The elephant raised her hand, and Richard glanced her way.

"Yes, um..."

"Lexi, sir."

"Lexi. What do you have for us?"

"Well, sir, there's a lot of room for improvement. If you can get us synced to the invoicing department, we can prioritize order forms to shipment information based on how quick the payment comes in. If we aren't working on everything at once and have a priority list, it'll speed us up big-time."

"That's great, Lexi. I'll get right on that." He nodded. "Anyone else?"

Lexi ended up giving four good ideas before the meeting was over, beating the next best contributor by double, and quadrupling any others. Though the elephant didn't get any glares over it, she still felt a bit 'teacher's pet' about the whole thing. She was happy when the screens came on and she was able to just work, staring at the screen and doing what she did best: data-entry.

Still, as the elephant worked through her day, she couldn't help but look at Richard out of the corner of her eye. There was something about him that made her want to know what being his PPA would be like, and she blushed every time that she realized that she was seriously considering taking the role. It wasn't something that she'd ever considered outside of being, well, slutty with someone, but this...

This was something that felt right. He had been appreciative of her ideas, and the more that she thought about it, the more that she realized that someone with the ear - and dick - of the department manager and supervisor would be able to shape the policies of the place. It wouldn't be the same as being a manager, but that was fine. She didn't want the full authority, just the ear of someone that did.

And cock. And balls. And -

She shook her head, realizing that her numbers on the screen were turning into typed-out fantasies. She scrolled back and deleted everything that she'd written in the last few minutes, taking a deep breath and getting started again.

Lexi was halfway down the screen when Michael rolled over to her. Well, 'rolled'. The chair crawled over, leaving her shivering. The otter poked her cheek with a webbed toe the way that someone else would have nudged her shoulder.

"Hey, Lexi?"

"Hmm?"

"Wanna fuck?"

If she had been drinking anything, she would have had a spit-take. As it was, she nearly did it anyway, just with spit rather than a drink. She coughed, shaking her head as she looked back at the otter.

"Excuse me?"

"Come on, it's not like it wouldn't be fun."

"We're working."

"And there's no fraternization rules right now, is there?"

The otter's eyebrows danced up and down in the most comedic sort of playful tease one could imagine, and she smiled in spite of herself. Still, she looked down at her screen, and then further down at her dick as it started twitching. Her cheeks burned, and she looked away.

"I really should get the work done."

"Alright, no pressure. But, hey, Lexi?"

"Hmm?"

"Look at me?"

She turned her head, only to get a face-full of otter toes. She gasped at the feeling of the sweaty, webbed digits in her cheeks, rubbing against her face and lips, and she blushed as she realized that the only reason that she couldn't smell that slightly damp toes was because the end of her nose, and trunk, was all the way down at her chest. Her cheeks burned brighter as he tapped his toes against her lips, and worse, at the realization that she had almost opened her lips by the time that he pulled his feet away.

"Foot-squish!" he said with a giggle, scurrying away on the spider-chair.

"J-jerk!"

"You love it!"

As the otter laughed, she blushed, realizing just how much she was going to have to fight herself on this one. She was already fantasizing about all the playful stuff that she might be able to do for Richard, particularly now that she knew just what his cock looked like, and...and...

Mmmph...I shouldn't have sniffed...

The elephant covered her face, her trunk twisting around in a near-knot. She had stretched it out when Richard had walked down the aisle one time, and she'd managed to catch a whiff of his musk. The sheer power of it was nearly enough to make her pop wood down there, and her balls churned, and her nipples got all hard, and she wanted to just get down on all fours and start working him with her mouth, and -

Mmph. The whole thing was getting her so hot and bothered that she could barely think. She wanted to do something for him, for others, for...for herself, for that matter. She just wanted to get something better than what she had, something that would actually fulfill her desires rather than just pretending that they didn't exist.

She glanced at Michael, but he'd already gotten another partner, a mouse man that was down on his knees huffing the otter's balls, licking them, and...well, it didn't bear watching for long. She'd only get jealous.

Can I...

She had never thought about dating anyone in the worker pool. There was something off about that, something that had never entirely felt right about putting herself out there like that. Not just the trans thing, though that had made things a little awkward for her when she first came out. The acceptance was there, but the self-doubt...

But now, everyone was more open about what they wanted, weren't they? She could start looking around for some fun, maybe build up her confidence a little bit, and then...

How do you go about becoming someone's PPA? she wondered.

That...was actually a very good question. While the snow leopard had told them of the existence of the position, she realized that she didn't know what the actual process was, and that was something that was rather necessary. If there was paperwork, or some sort of procedure that needed to be followed, then it was better for her to check in on that before pursuing the position. She didn't want to fuck her chances, after all.

As soon as the thought struck her, she tapped a few keys on her keyboard. As she half-expected, Clara showed up almost immediately, presented as a -

"...Okay, either they're reading my mind, or this AI is way too smart..."

Her assistant was presented as a sonic screwdriver, and it was glowing bright green at the tip. The elephant chuckled, and then started typing in questions, asking for the procedure, and also for any profiles that her coworkers had posted to the internet for dating and...other things.

Hey, if they were willing to share it with the world, then she felt that it was fair game for her to take for herself.

Dinner rolled around. Usually, the company cafeteria was only open for lunch, but when she stood up from her computer at the end of her shift, she realized that everyone was heading down there for the dinner service. The elephant tapped her chin, thinking about joining them, but instead, she turned her attention to the manager. Richard was one of the few not heading down, and the others that were hesitating were more dealing with each other, finishing up some fun that they had already started.

The elephant approached the lion, who sat at a desk at the edge of the room, almost more like a teacher than a manager. She blushed a bit as he looked up at her, trying to ignore the instinct to press her breasts together to show them off.

"Um, sir?"

"Yes, Lexi? Something the matter?"

"I, um, I was wondering something."

"Would this be about some PPA forms?"

"You - oh. You, um...you can track what we do?"

"I'm afraid so. Privacy's not much of a thing under KLI, sorry." He turned his monitor, showing that it had a read-out of everyone's screen in the room. "I saw that you were looking it up."

That made things a little bit easier, if more awkward. She looked at the lion again, rubbing the back of her neck.

"Um...so, you know what I want."

"Yes, indeed. One of two people that bothered looking it up, and the first one to ask me about it."

"Oh?" she asked, her hopes rising.

"Yes, though we do have practical exams as part of the process."

"That's...not a discouragement, sir."

"Good. Glad to see that you're eager for the challenge, girl."

The lion chuckled, pulling out a small sheaf of papers that were tucked under his keyboard. He rattled them even, then passed them over to her.

"That should be everything you need."

"Thank you, sir. Oh, um, one other thing?"

"Yes?" Richard asked.

"Do, um...do you happen to have a list of things you, um, like?"

"..."

The lion smiled, tapping a button on his touchscreen. A moment later, a final piece of paper popped out, and he tucked it into the list of paperwork that she clutched tightly between her fingers.

"There you go. And you are the first one to think of that."

"Thankyousomuchbye!"

And with that, the elephant ran out of the room, darting down the aisle and out to the elevator so fast that she almost slammed her dick in the door. Almost.

Back in her chambers, Lexi quickly set to work. She talked to Clara for a moment or three, saying what she needed, and then, when it was clear, the AI set to work making her what she needed, forming something perfect for practice.

It's just...getting some confidence for the real thing. I'm not THAT big a pervert for wanting this...am I?

Lexi wasn't sure that she could fool herself, but it didn't matter if she could or couldn't. For now, she needed to take this seriously, as seriously as possible, and just focus on getting herself trained for the post.

"Simulation ready," Clara said.

"Okay, so...um...I didn't really ask, but how does this work?"

"A combination of bio-tech and magic, Lexi."

"...Magic...is real?"

"Technology only takes one so far, ma'am. And so does magic. The combination allows for things that will truly change the world."

She supposed that was something that was rather obvious, in hindsight, but she wasn't able to think forward as much as she'd liked. Was this going to be beamed right into her brain, or shown to her via projections or -

For once, she made herself stop thinking. Not because of it being overthinking, but because she was impatient to get to the good stuff. Lexi nodded.

"I'm ready. Start."

And with that, the room...changed. The swirling colors on the ceiling faded, the mirror by the door dropped down, and the room shimmered with bright light. It changed in all but shape, becoming a rounded throne room, something that was almost tribal in its ways. A great throne of leather and bone stood tall, and upon it sat Richard, dressed in nothing but a loincloth that did nothing to hide that big cock of his.

Lexi blushed, looking down at herself. The same attire, save that her chest was bare, and her nipples had been marked with small clip-on piercings, making it look like she was some tribal woman that had been captured for the pleasure of the great chief. She fell to her knees, crawling towards the lion.

Just as she hoped, he extended one foot, pressing it against her face. The smell was a little stronger in this simulation, and she wondered if that was something Clara had done, or if it was something that she was imagining. She hoped that it was Clara; the simulation reading her mind and making it give her what she actually wanted would have been far more humiliating...and far hotter.

"Little slut," the lion said, chuckling.

"For you, sir."

"Just me?"

"For you...and those with big enough feet," she blushed.

"Then it's a good thing that mine are quite large."

Very large for his height, she knew. She leaned her cheek against the broad black soles, shivering as the sweat on them clung to her face. Despite reminding herself that this was just a simulation, she couldn't help but start imagining how far she could take this, how far she would let her new superior push her.

I want to do this...I...

Lexi knew that it would be embarrassing, but not nearly as embarrassing as it would be to let someone else get the role when she was finally allowed to embrace this sort of thing. She took a deep breath, kissing the simulated lion's toes, and then looked him in the eye.

"How may I serve you?" she asked.

It was time to learn.

The End

Summary: Lexi continues learning how to deal with the change in her workplace, and gradually embraces some of the new things, including new facts about herself that she hadn't realized until then.

Tags: F/solo, F/M, foot fetish, elephant, otter, lion, exhibitionism, exposure, nudity, casual nudity, extreme casualness, reality alteration, big cock, company, work, miniseries, arousal,