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Cytheria noticed that her normal spot on the train did not quite feel like it used to. Nor did her desk chair at work. Nor did the booth at the cafeteria where she typically ate alone.

That was the other weird thing about today. Her female co-workers had been asking her what she had done with her hair, or if she had lost weight, or where she had bought the new outfit from. She snickered to herself, happy to finally be seen by these women and be able to speak in their social circles.

On the other hand, the males were kind of creeping her out. She bent down to pick up a piece of paper, and as she stood back up, came muzzle to tip with her boss's boner. She tried to quickly excuse herself from his presence only to run into the guy she sits next to, who, she then found out was looking down her shirt all day.

So there she sat at lunch, still alone, physically, but with all eyes on her. It seemed with every bite of her sandwich, more people would look at her. It was an unnerving feeling for the previously plain Jane, never paid attention to, loner of a dingo woman. At the same time, it was also exhilarating! She could have her pick of men, or women if she so chose.

The problem was, however, realizing this at work. She felt her bust begin to expand slightly, the tension on the already taught blouse getting worse. She packed up the remainder of her sandwich and quickly scooted away. She entered the first bathroom she could find and stripped the shirt before she lost it completely.

She stood there in the handicapped stall, glad that she picked the widest one available. She fumbled for her cell phone, digits hitting Rogier's name as fast as she could. The blasted thing had the nerve to ring a few times as her breasts still grew before her mate picked up.

"What do I do?" she practically screamed in to the receiver after explaining what was happening.

"Umm, wait until I can get there?" he responded.

"You don't understand! My breasts are filling up this stall quickly!"

"Well, what ever you do, don't find another man. Take a female as a release for now," he said, desperate to protect his newly acquired property.

"And were do you suggest that I find a woman willing enough to have sex with me?" she screamed, her breasts bouncing around with each heave of her lungs.

"Well, keep advertising like that, and I'm sure one will come to you," he said, before telling her that he loved her and keeping calm would also make this go away.

Cytheria sighed and leaned back against the wall. If she couldn't find anyone, maybe masturbation would help. Her paws crept up from her side and began to massage her nipples. She moaned lightly, biting her bottom lip to keep from getting to loud. Rogier's face kept appearing in her mind as her paws moved each of her tits.

Her moans turned to cries of pleasure, and she quickly had to lift on of her rather large breasts to her mouth and suck on it in order to keep the noise down. Her tongue flicked over the nipple and with her other paw she pinched around her soft pink coloration. Her pussy clenched in need and her breasts bulged out another cup size. She sighed, knowing that this wasn't enough to keep the growth at bay.

Then, there was a knock on the stall door. The dingo moved as close as she could, her tits preventing to much movement in the confined space, and stood on her tip toes.

"Yes?" She called out. Cytheria could see the cute little poodle from a few desk rows over standing out there.

"I just came to check on you, ya know, since you never came back from lunch."

"Oh! How sweet of you! Would you mind coming in and helping me out?" Cytheria cooed.

"Certainly!"

The dingo opened the stall door, standing bare chested in front of the poodle. She could see the blush rising to the woman's face and suddenly remembered her time with Aiden. She dipped her head, ashamed that she had thought of taking this girl without thinking. But, at the same time, she could feel her breasts throbbing, threatening to expand even more.

"If you wouldn't mind, I could use sex. If you do, I understand, and will not hold it against you," the dingo said, trying to contain the sexual drive that filled her.

"Your tits are magnificent!" the poodle exclaimed, lifting a paw to stroke on of the enlarged and erect nipples. "I always wondered about you," she continued, "and now I'm so happy I'm a lesbian."