Job Seminar (Bonus)
This was a fanstory from an anonymous fan! Although not canon, it's still good and wonderful
Jacob, now six-foot-six of thickly-muscled Lizardman, wearing fine red pants, with matching jacket and tie, plus black shoes and sun-yellow shirt that couldn't hide the mess he'd made of himself in his earlier panic. The dark wet stain that ran down the inner legs, now cooled and clingy, and the bulge between his legs and tail, whose stench kept assaulting his forked tongue.
"How are you holding up?" A hissing, yet feminine voice rasped beside him forcing Jacob to look up to face the source. Jenna, he recalled her name as being.
Not too dissimilar to Jacob in being a Lizardwoman, but where his scales were two tones of emerald-green and sandy-tan, hers were two shades of blue that transited to green, lighter at the front and inner thighs. Something Jacob could make out easily given that other than a pair of knee-height black boots and matching open overcoat, she had nothing on.
"Better than him, but that's not saying much." Jacob admitted morosely, pointing to the anthropomorphic horse by the bar.
Jet-black all over though with a few white tufts at the wrists and fetlocks, sprawled over the counter and clumsily working the taps to get a good drink, while at the same time evacuating his bowels, his mind already gone.
"Speaking of which. Where are your clothes?" He had to ask.
"After what I did in them, what makes you think I'd keep them on?" Jenna fired back, almost looking offended at the idea of wearing soiled clothes. And on closer inspection, she did look a lot cleaner, certainly more than Jacob. No trace of her filth on her.
Something else that caught his eye, was just how stacked Jenna was now. Before she had been a more-than-respectable D-Cup, but now, they were easily a large F. Such a sight was more than sufficient to stir Jacob's own loins, his enhanced shaft pressing hard against the inside of his pants leg, it's outline almost pulsating.
"And are you..."
"...No! I'd rather not." Jacob cut her off before she could finish. "It's hard to say why, but, it feels to me like if I lose my clothes, I'd lose a lot more than just that." He pointed to the naked horse-man as his evidence, no longer drinking but now emptying his bladder over his chest.
"I guess." Jenna ceded, taking a seat next to him and closing her coat over. "So now what will happen to us?" This question so quiet Jacob almost didn't hear it.
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What none of the affected could see, or even know about at this time, was that they were being watched. The cold slitted red eyes belonging to a slim, completely naked cobra-hooded and tailless snake lady, very light, almost albino-blue scales, and with insane gravity-defying breasts that held large greyish-blue areolas, but the eyes possessed cunning and intelligence beyond measure. A purple stylised robe over the backrest of the seat behind her, as she looked down through the one-way window at the sight.
To her right, a seven-foot Carnosaurous lady had just ripped open her blouse and bra, a large puddle on the ground where she lay, a line of drool sliding down the side of her gaping maw.
To her left, a slightly-podgy chestnut-red and white mare clad only in a pair of denim overalls (of which one side hung loose) with a massive bulging mess in them comforted an equally-soiled polar bear woman dressed in blue jeans and pink t-shirt.
"Mistress Selena?" The rumbling voice of Elwin sounded from behind her, a cross between alligator and human, just as undressed as Selena, and looking like he'd had one too many meals. "We're ready to go now."
"Good." She turned slowly to address him. "Elwin, head down and gather them by the exit. I'll be there shortly."
"At once, Mistress." He gave a respectful bow and took his leave, giving her a few precious moments to herself.
Twenty-eight. Twenty-eight new, 'recruits', for Mr Damien, something that fresh-faced upstart Ms Rose hadn't even come close to achieving. In fact, she had begun to threaten her position within his Hierarchy, something she intended to rectify, this being a good first step for herself.
Sliding back into her robe, a few tugs and pulls to get the fit right, and Selena was ready to deliver them to Mr Damien.
"Let's ssee you try to best thiss Rosse." She chuckled quietly to herself, having no idea that at this time, Ms Rose had already shattered her own record, and thus Selena's as well.