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A Reality of Advancement

Part 3

For Nataraj

By Draconicon

Lexi spent the night with the semi-solid presentation of the lion, though not all of it was spent in the same scene. They moved from one setting to another with relative ease, going from the tribal setting to one that was a little more business-like, to one that - to her embarrassment - she enjoyed the most, where she was on her knees in an alley as a barefoot whore. The feeling of his cock sliding down her throat in that particular simulation had been, if not the greatest thing she'd felt, the best that she could easily remember.

By the time that morning rolled around, she felt exhausted, but oddly satisfied. Her cock didn't want to get hard under her skirt anymore, which meant that she'd drained her balls to the edge of her endurance, and she felt...full. Full and happy, as if she'd had a good meal. The sweaty elephant rolled away, flopping on her back as the real room rose up around her.

"Clara?"

"Yes, Ms. Lexi?"

"Was all that cum I was drinking real?"

"You have consumed the equivalent of four protein shakes overnight, Ms. Lexi."

"No wonder I feel so bloated..."

"It was something to see, Ms. Lexi."

"Mmmph...Roll me to bed?"

"You have two hours before you are due at work. Do you still wish to sleep?"

"...Better some than none."

The floor rolled, revealing yet more of the high-tech stuff that had gone into the building of the underground chambers. She moaned as she was placed in bed, her bulk spreading out a bit more than she was used to. Or that might have been the tiredness telling her that she was bigger, rounder -

No, no, that was just the fact that she was an elephant. This was going to be her first night conking out as an elephant, and that meant that there was still the process of getting used to a new body. She sighed, closing her eyes, and sleep came almost immediately. Sleep filled with dreams of lion cock, lion balls, and lion feet.

Beep, beep, beep.

The wall clock - which had not been there when she'd fallen asleep, or she would have ripped it down - woke her at precisely 7:30 in the morning. That meant that she'd been working with a porno simulator until...5:30? Jesus. She hadn't realized that it had gone on for that long.

The elephant wanted to roll over, but no sooner had she grabbed for the blankets than they were slurped up by the bedframe, pulled out of reach and under the bed. She groaned, wrapping her arms around her middle as she shivered.

"Claraaaaaaa! Turn up the heeeeeat!"

"Adjusting temperature, Ms. Lexi."

The room's slight chill, a leftover from the needed air-con during her play sessions, faded as the heat started pumping down from the ceiling and up from under the bed. In short order, it rose to a comfortable seventy-six in her room, and she sighed as she felt able to pull her arms from her chest. The feeling of her breasts sliding against each other, the way that they pulled, was still new, but very happily accepted.

She slowly sat up, glaring at the lack of blankets on her bed. She knew that there had to be a disadvantage to the corporate buy-out, and the forced wakefulness in the morning, stealing her blankets so she couldn't cuddle up in them, finally revealed what it was. Shaking her head, she smacked her lips tiredly.

"You are due either at the cafeteria or at your work station in thirty minutes, Ms. Lexi."

"I know, I know."

"Will you require assistance getting up and getting dressed?"

"More like assistance showering."

"Company regulations allows you to go up to four days without showering."

"What, seriously?"

"Every employee had their file and hygiene scanned. There are some that are forced to undergo daily showers. Others may maintain a lack of them for a time, as their personal hygiene and scents have been determined non-invasive and not unpleasant."

"...So you're saying I can stay sweaty and musky for a bit?"

"That is correct, Ms. Lexi."

"...Does Richard like musky girls?"

"I am unable to provide information from other employees' personal files, Ms. Lexi."

That wasn't a no, at least. She looked down at herself. Her skin was still a bit shiny, a shimmering layer over the gray, compared to what she had been. That made her feel kinda...kinda exotic, like she might have been a dancer about to get up on a pole. The thought made her giggle nervously, but at the same time, she wondered if Richard might like that. He had put down dancers as a kink on his profile, after all.

Belly dancers, or something else, though?

She wanted to be as good as possible for him, someone that was good in bed and in the workstation. Was that the result of a crush? Maybe, but she wanted it.

At that point, she realized that she wanted a lot of things. She wanted to feel him against her. She wanted to be of service, and...and she wanted to shine as the next PPA that was assigned in the office. She wanted to show off just how much of a new person she was, and that meant following through on this.

I'll do it.

Lexi nodded to herself, getting to her feet.

"Clothes, Ms. Lexi?"

"Yes, please."

A series of mini-skirts dropped from the ceiling, all properly hung up. Blouses followed, all of them lacking bras or anything else. It was definitely something that was meant to show off her body more than make her look nice, but she could go with that. She wanted Richard to be admiring her body as much as possible.

As she got dressed, she debated between red and black clothes. The red wasn't quite the match to her skin the way that the black was, but it was a bit more...she didn't know, slutty? Something that made her look like the old lady in red, seductive types. The black, on the other hand, maintained that business attire, and made her look a little bit more professional, but maybe a little too professional?

In the end, she decided to go with the red. It was something that would look new on her, and maybe the other employees would notice that she was doing something bigger and better, too. She hoped so; she wanted them to see the real, open-hearted her.

As she pulled the skirt on, then the blouse, she realized that no underwear had been dropped. Then she realized why, and she blushed as she remembered that she'd spent the entire previous day without any underwear after her transformation. Her big gray cock had hung out in the open, shown off to everyone, and she'd just taken the stares. Enjoyed them, too, particularly the guys that looked down at her cock and balls, and then at her feet, and then everything else. The way that they were so interested in her, the way that they were unashamed in showing just how much they wanted her, was just hitting every button that she could possibly ask.

I guess...I'm kind of an exhibitionist?

But there was more than that. It was the wanting, the raw hunger that made her feel good. The way that they all showed how much they needed her, craved her, desired her? That was what she wanted. That was what she needed. It was validation for everything that she had done, and everything that she was doing.

It was rightness.

It was goodness.

It was hotness.

Lexi turned on the spot, showing off her ass as her skirt went up, and she blushed, giggling nervously to herself. She smoothed it back down, pushed at the bottom of her big breasts, and fondled her nipples just enough to get them stiff.

"So, um...how do I look?"

"Stunning, Ms. Lexi."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Mmmph...thanks..."

Taking a deep breath, she turned to the door out. She had fifteen minutes to get to the sixth floor and to order-taking. She might as well get going, just in case she had a little rendezvous on the way. She didn't plan on having any such thing, but now that she was feeling slightly more confident - and slightly more in the know - she realized that she kind of wanted something to happen.

Maybe in the elevator...

Something happened, alright, and she walked into the work room with cum stains against her breasts. As soon as she stepped through the door, she expected a snigger or something else to tease her. Instead, as soon as the first person saw her - and that was Gerald, despite the Dalmatian bouncing his ass on a knotted dildo - a whoop went up.

"Morale up!" the Dalmatian shouted.

"Morale up!" the rest of the room echoed.

She didn't know what that meant, but she giggled again, despite herself. There was something kind of awesome about the whole room of her fellow employees cheering her without really explaining why. The elephant turned her slow, mincing walk into a strut down the middle of the room, and she got a lot of thumbs up for her badge of 'shame' across her breasts. She didn't quite like the feeling of it drying on, though, and was thankful when she sat down so that she could pull out some wet wipes and get rid of it.

As she scrubbed her chest, she realized that the work had already started. She was logged in automatically, the orders for the day pouring in. Lexi set to work, typing intensely, the data-entry consuming her right off the bat...but not completely. Not the same way that it usually did, as her eyes started wandering around.

As an elephant, she was taller than the cubicle, which meant that she could look around her more than the other workers could. She took advantage of that, glancing down to her right, looking at a smaller fox with a decent shaft wiggling in his seat. At first, she thought that he was riding a dildo, but no. He was flexing his cock with his lower muscles, almost like he was a feral horse flicking his cock up and down.

He caught her looking, spreading his legs a bit further. She smiled.

"Uh...nice dick," she said.

"Thanks. You want a closer look?"

"I'm a bit busy."

"Finish up the next sheet, and then come take a look. Bet Richard will like the show."

"H-how do you -"

"You're gunning for PPA, aren't you?"

"You heard?"

"Most of us; some of us are a bit dim. Come on. Just have a little fun."

She didn't know if this was a lie or not, but the sheet did say that the lion liked to watch, being a little more of a voyeur than a participant sometimes. It might be true. Lexi looked at her screen for a moment longer, then slid out of her cubicle. In a blush-inducing daring move, she pushed her tail up, too, showing off her whole fat ass to the room, letting everyone see it wobble as she walked around to the other cubicle.

The fox grinned as she looked in at him, spreading his legs. Her eyes went straight to his balls, big as his smaller fists, and she realized that those had been hidden from her previous angle. They were big, alright, big, full, and begging for some relief.

Something in her drove her to her knees, and she moaned as she pressed the end of her trunk to his shaft. There was a heady musk down there, something that begged her to give him something, something that made her hungry. She licked her lips, moving closer and closer, her trunk snaking up around his shaft so that she could get a good grip on it, all while she leaned her lips down to his balls.

"H-hey, what are you - mmmph...oh...fuck..."

The fox leaned back in his chair, his legs spreading further, his sandals falling off as his toes curled as she worked her tongue along his balls. Big, fat balls that needed someone big like her to handle them. She had to stretch her mouth to pull them past her lips, but fuck, he deserved it. She loved the feeling of their weight in her mouth, how they forced their way down against her tongue, how the musky, sweaty taste clung to them.

"Mmmph...mmmph..."

She pulled on them as she dragged her head back, weighing them down as her trunk slowly stroked up and down his shaft, giving him a good little tease and twist on a classic handjob. All the while, she sucked on his balls, pulling on them, applying just enough pleasure to really get at them.

The taste, the smell, the reminder of where she was. Yes, cock and balls, balls and cock, nice and big, nice and hefty.

Good for a PPA to tend to...need to tend to...be good...be slutty...yes...

She worked her head up and down, slowly sucking his balls right down to the root, even as her sensitive trunk worked up and down his shaft. She made sure to give him everything that he could possibly need, anything that he could ask for in terms of snaking, stroking, coiling stimulation, and soon, he was dripping along her trunk.

Her tail was up, her own balls clenching, her own cock trying to rise. It was only able to go halfway up due to all that she'd done the night before, but that was enough. Her breasts hung down like a milking cow's, heavy and full. She moaned, vibrating against his balls.

It didn't take the fox long to completely lose his stamina, either. He arched his back, thrusting forward, cumming without thought and without restraint. His seed landed right on her forehead, staining her, marking her.

For a moment, she just stared straight ahead, a little shocked, a little surprised, but not that bothered. She slowly came back to herself, still blushing a bit, but not as much. Uncoiling her trunk, she leaned up and kissed the head of his shaft, leaving his spit-shined balls to hang low.

"Was that good?"

"Good? That was great."

"Mmm. Glad to hear it. Call Lexi if you need it again."

"Man, Richard needs to pick you."

"Or not," Michael called. "I mean, if she doesn't get picked, that means we all get turns with her, right?"

Both fox and elephant looked up to see Michael and four other coworkers leaning over the edge of the cubicle, watching them. The fox had more shame than she did at that point, or at least, he blushed more. She chuckled nervously, shaking her head.

"No, I don't think that we need to worry about that."

"I think that you should stay the office slut," Michael said. "I want to try that mouth."

"Slut? Excuse me. I want PPA. PPA, or nothing."

The rest of the men all groaned at that, but she was going to hold firm on that rule. She wanted to have something good, not just something fun. The sex was great, but this was only the start of her career. She wanted to make sure that anything that she gave was well-compensated.

She good to her feet, dusted herself off, and then turned. The lion was standing right behind her, and she almost missed him from how her breasts blinded her to things right in front of her.

"Oh, sir. Sorry."

"Being a 'working girl' on company time, are you?" Richard asked.

"Oh. Oh! No, sir, I was just...I mean..."

"Heh, it's fine, Lexi. Good initiative."

"...Really?"

"Really. Now, why don't you get back to work?"

The lion smiled at her, and she nodded, walking around. But not before he spanked her ass. The way that his fingers dug in for a moment told her that she'd done something right. Or at least, she assumed she had.

The rest of the day passed in similar fashion. She worked hard for a while, then someone would tease her, and then she would go over and take care of them. It wasn't whoring or slutting, exactly, but she could see how it would affect the office morale. She liked bringing it up, too, and more than that, she knew that Richard was watching.

It was something of a theory, but after that ass grab, she kept an eye on him. He worked hard in the corner, yes, but every time that she went to someone else, she saw his eyes follow her. He was interested, for sure, and she made sure to put on a better show, testing out what she could do with each different member of the office that she served.

When she used her breasts, she saw him start to rub himself. When she used her mouth on cock, not so much, but on balls? Definite interest. He got hot and bothered when she hot-dogged someone, and when she used her feet -

Oh, that had a flash of shaft under the table. He knew what he liked, and he apparently really liked the idea of her big, rounded elephant feet being put to work. She wiggled her toes after that one, enjoying the barefoot, cum-stained walk back to her desk, knowing that he was watching her.

The office was productive, too. Everyone was working hard, pushing themselves to be as good as possible. She enjoyed the feeling of not being the only hard worker for a change, and she was happy to have the challenge of the stop-start work day. She was able to push herself that much better with the breaks, too.

Eventually, however, the end of the day came. She watched as the other coworkers started packing up, heading down to the cafeteria. Two of them rose up from their cubicles and went to talk to Richard, though their conversations were pretty hushed. She saw them handing over paperwork, some applications from what she could see, and she tried to keep her heart from sinking. She hoped that they were not accepted. She hated thinking that, but she didn't want someone else to get the post she craved.

Much as she wanted to shove them aside and go up and demand that she get the PPA position, she knew better than that. She had to present a good image to the office supervisor, needed Richard to see her as a team player. If that didn't happen, then no matter how well she turned him on, she wasn't going to get the role. It was something that demanded that she be a good employee as well as a good whore. That was just the way it worked.

Finally, the others left. She stood up, grabbed her papers, and walked up to his desk. Richard was just leaning back, his exposed shaft half-hard as she looked down at him, and he smiled as he put his feet up on the desk.

"Lexi. Good to see you working so hard."

"I was, sir."

"With paperwork and people, too. Good skills."

"Thank you, sir."

"So, that your application?"

"Um, yes, sir."

Lexi passed them across the desk, but the lion didn't take them up immediately. Instead, he kept looking at her, cocking his head to the side for a moment. She felt like she was being measured, and she put her arms behind her back, thrusting her chest out that little bit more. He chuckled.

"You know, I almost think we used to do something different."

"What do you mean, sir?"

"I mean, we used to look down on sex. Almost like...it's like a dream, kinda."

"Like we used to see sex as...bad?"

"Well, sex in the office as bad, yes."

"And how we used to punish people for having interest?"

"Particularly for people like me, making women show off like you are."

She blushed a bit, rubbing the back of her head. The fact that he almost thought that it was a dream, that he kind of remembered the old world, suddenly made this that much more embarrassing. She shook her head. Better that he remembered a small chunk than the whole thing, admittedly.

"So, um, what now?"

"Well, now, I wanted to see what you could do for me."

"What?"

"Well, call it a practical exam. I saw you doing a lot for the other people in the office. Your fellow employees have never hit their quotas like this."

"Well, um, thank you...I wanted to do good, give you a good show."

"And you did. Oh, you did, girl."

That was good. That was very, very good. Her cheeks burned regardless, but the fact that she had been good enough to get him happy and horny was a good start. She lowered her head in a slight bow.

"Thank you, sir."

"But there was one thing that you didn't do that I want to see now."

"And...what's that, sir?"

He pointed to his feet. The black pad along the bottom of his sole was quite shiny, probably from walking all over the office and peeping on her all day. She blushed as she realized what he was asking for, not because it was hard, but because that was one of her biggest fantasies being offered to her.

"Yes, sir. Of course, sir."

She lowered her head to his feet, taking a few breaths with her trunk, tasting the smell in a way that was entirely different from her human way of doing it. The intense sensation coming down her trunk...oh, it was different. So much stronger, and yet, not offensive.

Lexi realized that she was drooling in short order, and she squirmed, her legs going together as she knelt at the desk. She lifted his feet, rubbing them against either side of her face, letting his toes run from her lips all the way to her ears, and then back along her cheeks towards the base of her trunk. Claws? Yes, but who cared at that point? They were sexy feet, and they were pressed on her.

Dominating her.

Claiming her.

The soft musk of the black pads felt like they were sinking into her cheeks, rubbing into her skin. Her own smell was secondary to that, and she wondered if his musk would be strong enough to leave a mark on her for the rest of the day. She half-hoped that was the case. Even if he turned down her application, that would be a mark of pleasure, a mark of satisfaction that she could show off.

At least to the dogs. Not sure if anyone else would smell it.

Regardless, she slowly pulled his toes to her lips, taking the big toe of each foot into her mouth. She lifted her tongue, grinding it against the underside of his toes, feeling them swell slightly from the pressure she was putting on them. Richard grunted, the manager obviously getting something from this.

Hope I can take it further...

Dragging her fingers along his feet in a slow, semi-massage, she worked him up as best she could, keeping him good and horny from her worship. She dragged her tongue along his toes, soaking them with spit, and then slowly dragging her tongue between the spaces between them and the next toes over. She stroked his feet, feeling the soft smoothness along the bottom, the wet pads, the everything.

"Very good, Lexi...very good."

His praise might have been small, but his panting breath told the true story. He was enjoying himself. A lot.

She felt proud. Proud that she had embraced this, and proud that she was going for it.

But she needed to do more. Much more. She slowly drew her head back, her trunk wrapping around his ankles as she slowly moved down the toes. Each digit received a soft suck, a gentle lick. He didn't force his foot forward, didn't take her for granted, but he did let her work. Every now and then, he curled one of his toes, forcing her to take more time if she was going too quickly, but he only did it twice before she managed to master the proper pacing. Lick, suck, lick, suck.

She worked down to the pinkie toe, and then went to the other foot, repeating the process. This time, no trapping, just satisfied groaning from the lion. She worked her tongue along his toes, and then down along the pad. The taste of sweat-salt, and more, was just that much stronger, and she shivered as she tongue-cleaned his soles.

I'm liking this as much as him...

She blushed at the idea. She had always imagined herself being a good foot slut, but this was the first time that she was getting the chance to really show it off for real. She hadn't thought that she could carry it off, honestly, but the worship...it was fun.

It felt good for an elephant to be under a lion.

Lick, lap, lick, suck. She kissed his soles, suckled on them the way that another lover might have kissed and sucked at the neck. She wondered if it was possible to leave hickeys on the sole, and if she was chosen, she determined to find out. As it was, she kept going, touching, licking, teasing those feet.

Each time she dragged her head up and down, she felt the sweat drops from the toes mixing with her own licks, marking her face, keeping her good and shiny. The lion groaned under his breath again and again, and she could see his arm moving behind the desk, probably stroking himself. She pulled her head back -

"Don't stop."

"Mmm?"

"Don't stop. Not yet."

Knowing a good PPA would need to be able to take dictation and orders in addition to just dick, she nodded and went back to sucking on his toes. He groaned under his breath, his eyes closing tightly. The lion was obviously getting into it, turning himself on as much as she was turning him on.

What else can I do? Give him a titjob? Give him - footjob. He liked seeing the footjob the most.

Lexi worked her tongue up his foot one more time, teasing and almost tickling at the arch, before slowly pulling her tongue back. She looked at him and slowly shifted her position. She was a big girl; she didn't have to kneel to reach his feet, and she could offer hers at the same time. As soon as she rested her heels on the table, he groaned, nodding.

"Mmmph...good idea...good girl."

Good girl. That made her blush to hear, but she was already having the feet taken from her mouth. He stood up, grinding his fat cock against one foot, then the other. He was oozing pre, spitting pre, and she could smell it so much more strongly now. The soft smell of sweat on her soles disappeared, washed away with the goo that he was dripping away.

"Mmmph...gonna cover these...make everyone know who you belong to..."

"Then...then I passed, sir?"

"Mmmph...you're in the running...officially, but let me...tell you..."

He grabbed her feet, pushing them together, grinding her arches and the balls of her feet into one another. Her toes curled as his cock pressed against her soles as she was made to offer them to him as a toy. The lion grinned at her as he thrust between them.

"I want it...want it to be you..."

"T-thank you...sir..."

"Now...move those feet...make me mark them."

Lexi did just that, putting her feet to work as a proper slut should, as a proper PPA should. She groaned under her breath as she felt her soles getting rubbed and slimed over, knowing that she was going to be walking around with that for the rest of the day. Unlike the other scents that had somewhat washed away with all the work that she had done, she knew that Richard's would cling to her. Whether that was office magic or something else, she had no idea, but she knew that it was going to.

Forward, back, up, down. She pressed her feet together tightly, curling her toes into the wrinkles that formed on the top of his dick. She worked her toes down to the head, squeezing it, working it, and then dragged them back down again. He squirted, he splattered against her legs, but she loved it.

The musky mess spread the more that she worked him, taking her time to get him off, making sure that it was alright with regular glances at his face. He never hurried her up; if anything, he seemed to appreciate her slower pace. She gave it to him with all that she could imagine, all she could think of, and was beyond grateful that she had taken the time with the simulation to see what all he liked.

Stroke, squeeze, press.

Drag, tease, rub.

She worked her feet up and down his shaft, soon bringing him to the edge of his endurance. She'd been doing it for fifteen minutes, and her legs were starting to ache. She wanted to keep going, but she knew that she had to take him over the edge soon if she was going to do it before she lost her ability to keep going.

Time to...to move...to the end game.

She leaned forward, kissing his cock. It was amazing that she could bend that much, but she could, her own shaft rubbing between her tits for a moment before she pulled back.

"Sir...cum all over my feet."

"Mmmph...going to..."

"Cum on me. Mark me."

"Nnngh..."

"Show everyone who I belong to. Show them what a slut I am for you. Show them what a true PPA deserves."

Offering the most hungry, horny face she could muster, it pushed him over the edge. He growled, gripped her feet at the ankles, and came. His seed splattered hot and wet all over the bottoms of her feet, and kept coming and coming. Each shot, each splatter was something different, something better. She moaned under her breath, biting her lips to keep from making too much of a sound, but gods it felt good. She moaned and curled her toes, flexing them as the thin white ropes dotted her digits.

Finally, it was done, and her feet were as slimed and marked as they could be. She looked down at them, smiling to herself, and slowly rubbed them together.

"So, um..."

"Report a half-hour early tomorrow. We'll talk about how to make this official-official."

"But..."

"You basically have it. I just have to justify it. And trust me, you made that easy."

"Then tomorrow...I'm the PPA?"

"Yep, just don't tell anyone until then."

"You got it, sir."

"Please, call me Richard."

"Alright, Richard, sir," Lexi said, smiling more broadly than she had for weeks.

The End

Summary: Prat three, the finale of Lexi's new world and fun.

Tags: M/F, Trans, Elephant, Nudity, Semi-Nudity, Ball Worship, Trunk Play, Foot Fetish, Hot-Dogging, Oral, Blowjob, Dildo, Exhibitionism, Series, Reality Alteration, Semi-Prostitution, Cum, Orgasm, Cum on Feet, Sweat, Musk, Lion, Fox, Various Species,