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Office Politics and Promotions (Esmeraldine x furryluvah)

Jason shook his head when she referred to Anna as "that fat fucking cow." He couldn't see what was so strange about men enjoying full figured women? If it really bothered the other three that much, they could easily find someone else. No shortage of guys chasing after the skinny bitches. He grinned when she talked about her sloppy bovine cunt, although he doubted like hell Anna's was sloppy. When he sniffed her hair she smelled like lilac and happy memories.....wait, shit, that was creepy even by predatory office manager standards. He hoped he was still right in the head.

For once he was thankful for this little agreement he had with the other three. When he was fucking, he didn't have to worry about introspection. He spanked her plump ass, watching the cheeks jiggle as he thrust inside of her, quickly developing a rhythm with a speed that was quite unlike his normal pace. Soon, the sounds of his hips smacking against her ass echoed through the office. He felt her walls squeeze around him, and hear her give out a tentative moo. It wasn't unheard of for a furry to let out a noise similar to their feral ancestors in the heat of passion, and given Jason's frequent.....pro bovine tendencies, it turned him on far more than she would have otherwise. He felt a deep, canine growl rumble in his throat. "Nn fuck, you like that huh, want some cum in this tight, fat cow cunt of yours?"
 
"MMhnn!" It seemed her plan had worked as Jason was really getting into that alpha male role with the need to reproduce. "OOhh!" she cried out, the ocelot's fine ass taking his smack and sending it back in the form of the nice jiggles just for him, the golden brown and dark spots of her fur really looking like they were dancing. Entering her wet cunt was easy enough, as her pussy was certainly used to him by now. Then again, hers happened to be the tightest of the group, despite the cheetah's younger age. It seemed her boyfriend wasn't quite as big as him, while Stacy had certainly been around the block. On the other hand, Flo was naturally a big girl, so her pussy was also naturally bigger. It probably would've made him wonder what the new bovine girl would be like... she was a big gal after all but she seemed the type to have been with few, if any, guys. Perhaps... the best of both worlds?

"OOHnnn… HAnn!!! Y-you forgot to close the door..." Gwen groaned out as he really started to ravage her pretend pussy. And the hard he went, the weaker her 'moos' became. "MMeww… MMeewnnnn… Nnyeewnn… nnyyann…" He was fucking the cow right out of her.
 
Jason in his moment of passion completely forgot to close the door, the other 2 girls might know what's going on, but Anna would be in for a big shock if she heard anything. With the skill of a pro, Jason reached out his leg and kicked the door closed, making it slam shut before continuing. He stared at her fine ass, jiggling before his eyes, the pattern on her fur making it look like her big ass was dancing. It only spurned him on. He increased the speed of his thrusts, leaning down and fondling her big tits as he continued, moaning in her ear, his cock twitching and leaking pre. As he kept going.

"Ah fucking shit, your cow cunt is so fucking great, I'm gonna bust a nut soon! Tell me, tell me how bad you want my cum inside your tight cow pussy!" He ordered, biting down on her ear, hard.
 
Stacy was grumbling and groaning at her desk, her ears perked up in annoyance as she could obviously hear the sounds of hot sex going on in there. Luckily for them, she was the only other one within earshot, and when he slammed the door closed, peace and quiet returned soon enough so the cheetah could fix the mess that damned newbie made. "Thank you! GOD!" she groaned out, shaking her head at the gall those two had to leave the door open in the first place.

Inside, however, the hot fucking continued and Gwen was getting overly turned on herself. In fact, he was fucking her like never before. This was true passion, it was just a shame that it wasn't meant for her. "OOhhhnn!! HHAann!!" she screamed out in pleasure, particularly as he leaned down on top of her and pinned her to the desk, but his dick wouldn't stop fucking. As he did, he could see the engagement ring on her finger, the one her boyfriend had gotten her with plans to marry soon enough. It could speak to him, if he imagined one on Anna for a change.

"OOOhhh!! MEeewwlll!!" The illusion, if there even was one, would break with her inability to mimic the bovine at such a height of ecstasy, instead her ferociously lustful ocelot shrieks replacing it instead. "GIVE IT TO ME! ALL OF IT!! FILL MY DIRTY PPUUSSYY!!!"
 
Jason didn't even recognize the annoyed cheetah's yelling as the door was slammed closed. He was in a deep, almost feral rutting heat, giving a pounding that would've satisfied a large bovine to the much thinner framed ocelot he was currently fucking. However, that didn't mean she didn't enjoy it, quite the contrary, if her guttural screams and dirty talking were any indication. He panted into the ear he still held in his mouth as she let out lust filled ocelot shrieks that her ancestors might have let out millions of years ago. He let out a grunt, his knot swelling before being shoved into her pussy, giving it a stretch as his cock twitched, filling her womb with his seed. He let go of her ear as he panted, the dim realization that this was the first time he was so turned on he knotted anyone before coming to the surface of his mind. He held himself up with shaky arms, doing everything in his power not to collapse on top of Gwen.

"H-holy f-fuck....." He trailed off, not knowing how to continue. "I uh, don't know if you've been with other canines before, but we might be stuck like this for a few minutes." He attempted to gently pull out, his knot refusing to budge. "Shit, s-sorry about this. I guess it was the role playing." He said, giving a sheepish grin.
 
It was all so overwhelming, as the ocelot wasn't used to such ferocious, alpha dominance, not even from her own boyfriend. Perhaps there was a reason all the girls had been after him, though it hadn't come out until now. As he shoved his thick knot into her feline pussy, Gwen shrieked louder as the bulb really did a number on her, pushing against her sensitive g-spot in just the right place. To the point that she barely came after he did, his hot juices sputtering deep into her chamber, and that slapping pressure against her walls gave her the option to cream around him.

Still, with his knot in place, her tract rapidly pent up, as no juices seemed to be able to escape, and his cum would remain deeply packed in there for awhile. "MMEEWWLLLL!!!" Even as he finished, her body kept going for a good minute or so before she too died down in front of him, as his gentle tug would prove. "Ahh.. fuck.. that was... mhn…" Gazing over her shoulder at him, she chuckled. "No... can't say I've been knotted before..."

It wouldn't take long for her to start getting aroused again, as his knot remained pressed against her pressure point. "Ahn… if you keep doing that... you're gonna to fuck me again..." It was a joke, but at the same time, perhaps a hopeful one. "Ugh... can't wait to see you fuck that fat chick..." Gwen mused as she laid herself down flat where she was bent over, trying to keep as still as she could so not as to arouse both of them again.
 
Jason chuckled. "Heh, if you can convince that "fat chick" to fuck me in front of an audience your wish might be granted." He says, shuffling around a little causing yet another moan to come from the ocelot as he did so. He was a bit confused, but then it dawned on him that he somehow became so alpha he found the legendary g-spot that had alluded a great man men. He grins as the ocelot talks about fucking her again, a bit of hopefullness in her voice as she did so, and he shook his head.

"S-sorry, I have two others to fuck, and I doubt I could pull that performance again. Well, maybe I could, if they just moo a little." He says, letting out a bark of laughter as he smacked her round, tender ass once more, making it wobble as he was finally able to pull out, a mixture of their cum quickly leaking out of the ocelot's pussy when he did. "Holy shit, I don't think I ever saw you filled up this much." He says, handing her his box of tissues again. "I don't even know if you can clean up and go back out there." He sniffed the air, the scent of cum, sex, and sweat hanging around the room like a blanket of stench. "Jesus it stinks, is this what happens with you and your boyfriend?" He says, heading over to open up a window that gave a lovely view of the city below, one of the many management perks.
 
There was an idea. "Maybe if you pull that again with me, I'll be inclined to help," Gwen said matter of factly. The girl didn't do things for free, that was for sure. His shuffled caused her another moan, and she gripped the edge of the desk harder. The sudden smack to her ass caused her to mewl again, and her body rumbled a bit in aroused frustration. "Jason, you asshole! You know I can't work well when I'm aroused!" she cried out, having to still wait for him to pull out. Not that he didn't know about her hidden dildo in her work desk, but after this, that thing may as well go into the garbage.

Tensing her lips, she muttered, "Well I'm not telling them to do it." She couldn't know how the other two would react when told to roleplay, whether it be Stacy getting angry that he'd be thinking of someone else during sex (even though she did it all the time) or Flo who likely couldn't even form the word 'moo' at all. When he finally did pull out, the loud slurp of her pussy and groan from her maw accompanied a squelch as practically a gush of their mixed juices spurted out unto his office floor, with plenty more slipping out as it was one juicy creampie.

"No, my boyfriend wears condoms..." she groaned as he tried her best to clean herself, but it just kept coming out. "Fuck, Jason, hope you don't cum like this all time from now on..." Still, she was a bit red faced as he left her half turned on now.

The city below was bustling as people were returning to their jobs after their lunch break was officially over, telling him that he should expect the floor to be full up again soon. And along with them... Anna.
 
He let out a sigh, things were back to the way they usually were. He still had Flo and Stacy to deal with, and Stacy was his least favorite of the three. He looked at the clock, lunch time was over, which meant that people were shuffling back to their desks, including Anna. "I figured as much, but it can't hurt to ask though. I was hoping that if I half assed this whole sex thing, you guys would go find you fill of cock somewhere else. Oh, and don't forget, you're training Anna for the rest of the day, she and Stacy.....got off to a rocky start, let's just leave it there." He wiped himself down before pulling up his pants. "And while you're out there, tell Stacy that I'll need a couple hours to recuperate. She heard what was going on here, so she better understand." He says, shuffling back behind his desk and assuming the role of the unassuming office manager who's main task was to please everyone despite never being given enough manpower or materiel to please a single person. At least in the professional sense.

He watched as the ocelot hiked up her skirt and sauntered out of his office, and he felt his stomach growling. He skipped lunch in lieu of fucking. Not a bad trade, and it was easy enough to eat his sandwich while working. He reached under his desk and pulled out his bag. He checked what it was, ham and cheese. He let out a relieved sigh. While anthros of the pig and cow variety understood that canines and felines had to eat meat once in awhile, they didn't take kindly to someone consuming the flesh of their feral counterparts in their presence.
 
Gwen used quite a few tissues to clean herself up, each soaking rapidly and spilling some of their love juices on his carpet. The stain and smell wouldn't come out for awhile for sure, but such was the price of such a hefty orgasm. "Shit... I don't think a condom would've held..." she remarked amusedly, more to herself than to him. When she found that she could handle the lessened leak that there still was, she shifted her underwear back into place, the shallow material rapidly becoming soaked. "I really hope I'm not leaking tonight with my boyfriend..."

As she got ready to leave, she chuckled at him as she peered out toward Stacy, ignoring his admitted plan, probably because it had gone so awry already. "Oh I think she's gonna have to take a fuck day off today. She's not going to be finished until the end of the day." The cheetah was working furiously, making call after call and visibly flustered. "Heh... you know what, Anna isn't so bad." Gwen smiled as she revealed a little rivalry she had with Stacy. Then again, they probably all did if they were going after him simultaneously. "Don't worry, I'll keep your little holy cow safe." With that, she tugged her skirt back down and went out unto the floor, catching Anna as she was just about to head toward Stacy, narrowly avoiding a murder.

Meanwhile, Flo had been excluded from pretty much everything, and eventually, as he was eating his lunch, she came and knocked on the door. "Uh... Jason? Think you could help me with something? Gwen and Stacy are both... busy..." The giraffe was... well she was a mediocre employee for sure. Hell, most of the office wondered why he hadn't fired her already and brought in someone who could do the job without needing to mess up a bit here and there and ask a million questions. Why indeed.
 
Jason figured that was the case. Stacy was definitely the loudest and most opinionated out of the three women, so when she yelled like that in the office, you knew the shit had royally hit the fan. He was just glad that it happened to her rather than Flo. He gave her all the softball clients he could find, and she still barely manages to get through a sales call. How many times does a customer need to remind you of their order, the program they use keeps that info ready to be accessed for a reason! He was just happy that the woman on the other end was a sweet old lady named Gladys, and she wouldn't yell even if her hair was on fire.

Gwen on the other hand, was a mixture of the two. She stood her ground, but there was some give to her, she didn't act like she knew everything, and Jason could trust her with a delicate matter such as this. Stacy managed professional requests just fine, but she would have verbally turned Anna into ground beef if Jason had been dumb enough to keep her training with Stacy after this morning's fiasco. Gwen knew her stuff, and Jason could rest easy knowing that she would be Anna's protector, albeit for ultimately selfish reasons.

However, his brief moment of respite was interrupted when someone was knocking on the door, causing him to hastily swallow his bite of sandwich. What the fuck is it now? He snarled inside his head before telling them to come in. Sure enough, it was Flo, asking him to help her with something as she always did at least once every work period. He put on the most sincere fake smile he could manage. Flo was at least nice, and he could deal with her stupid questions. Stacy coming at him like a rabid pitbull, not so much. "Sure Flo, watcha need?"
 
Flo tried her best to tip toe into the room, as unlike Anna, she was quite aware of her larger frame, and she didn't like drawing the attention of crowds when entering room with her loud hooves clacking on the floor. "Yeah so... I got the clients confused and I accidentally sold Gladys' equipment to Marco. Um... so he's calling about when he can expect to get the items he actually wanted, but with a refund..."

How Flo even managed to send the items to Marcus was odd, since that was one of Gwen's clients. And he wasn't a nice man, but he also wasn't particularly important enough for Stacy to handle. Flo probably used Gwen's computer the day she accidentally spilled her coffee on her own, and Gwen had taken a sick day. "Uh.... soooooo… what... should I tell him?" the giraffe asked, cringing as she looked at the floor.

Indeed, she wasn't a good candidate to teach Anna either, for if anything, the cow girl would pick up Flo's bad habits and the two would likely sink the company faster than Flo was doing already. It really was odd that she still had her job...
 
Jason sat with his mouth wide open in stunned silence for a second, wondering how in the hell she could sell equipment to a client that wasn't even hers. He thought back, and then realized that Flo had used Gwen's computer about a month ago when Gwen was sick and she spilled coffee all over hers. Marco, unlike Gladys, could be an asshole if things didn't go the way he wanted them to go, which is why he avoided having Flo deal with his account if it all possible. He let out a sigh, closing his eyes before opening them and continuing. "Alright, corporate says we can't give cash refunds, so just look up what he wants, give him the date they expect it to arrive there, and then tell him that he'll be receiving a coupon for 50% off his next purchase with us." He groaned internally, his boss would bitch up a storm about this, but hopefully Jason will be able to remind him that it would hurt them more to completely lose the business of one of their larger clients.

Stacy asked him multiple times why he let Flo stick around, and sometimes he wondered himself, but when he saw her, the answer was pretty obvious. Before the arrival of Anna, Flo was by far his favorite of the three girls, her wider, more chubby build gave him the all natural big tits and thick, fat ass that he craved. It also helped that she was meek and submissive by nature, and was more than willing to let him use some toys or bondage equipment on her if he desired. Which he might now, as "punishment" for screwing up like she did. "Just get back to him, or have Gwen do it if you can't handle it, and I want you to come here at 5 when everyone else leaves. I think this little transgression deserves to be punished, don't you agree?" He says, walking her out of his office, giving her plump, juicy bottom a hardy smack as she left and made her way back to her cubicle.
 
"Uh... do... do I really have to do it?" Flo said, fidgeting uncomfortably, obviously not wanting to deal with Marcus again, nor disappoint Gladys for her mistake. At least when he offered for Gwen to do it, Flo perked up quite a bit. "Okay, I'll get Gwen to do it. I'm really sorry, I am! I promise I'll get better!" It was a promise that she broke every time. Once in awhile she'll do better for a day, maybe even a week, but she wasn't cut out to be a regularly good employee. At the same time, it meant more work for Gwen, the ever reliable woman always needing to take up extra work and multitask, and still having time to do her own thing. Out of the three, she was both a good work and a good fuck, not wonder she was the only one on her way to getting hitched.

From what Jason knew, Flo had a fuck buddy, but she didn't go to the point of making him a boyfriend. Either that or the guy didn't want to commit, one or the other. In any case, as he mentioned her punishment, the giraffe knew instantly what that meant. "W-wha… oh... um... o... okay..." She looked nervously about the office, as if anyone could hear him say that, or in fact, even knew what that meant. She sure was a skittish kind of gal.

Yet no one batted an eye as he smacked her ass right in the office. It had been part of the training, after all... the video he had to watch back then a really old, outdated film that degraded the female workers quite a bit. Now while Jason obviously wasn't using that video as a bible, that part was fine enough, particularly with the girls with whom he was close. Besides, all the higher ups did it, so it wasn't like they could go to anyone about that.

From his vantage point, he could see Gwen and Anna working closely, the girl certainly in good hands, at least until Flo got to her cubicle and leaned over into Gwen's, telling her of the situation. Gwen didn't say anything but nodded, though he could see that look of frustration in her face. After all, as she was doing now, Gwen had been the one to train Flo, and yet she seemed to be pretty hopeless.
 
Jason had figured she would dump it on poor Gwen. She was the only one Flo could go to with her frequent screw ups. Gwen technically had a smaller workload than Stacy, and there was the fact that Stacy would've figuratively bitten Flo's head off by now. At least Jason got something out of this deal, he would get some extra play time with his favorite pet once this mess of a day was done. "Oh and one more thing. Be nice to Anna." Jason told Flo while she was leaving. He took a moment to observe the office. Stacey was sitting at her desk, fuming. She'd be working nonstop for the next few hours to fix things. He watched Gwen's mouth turn into a frown as Flo told her the situation. He waited until Flo went back to her own desk before going over to Gwen's.

"Hey hey, how's everything going newbie?" He asked Anna, a smile on his face as he went over, placing a hand on her shoulder as he did so. Since he was standing up and she was sitting, he took the opportunity to glance down her blouse, and he was certainly glad he did so. Bovines as a rule had pretty big tits, and judging from the cleavage situation, Anna was no exception. He turned to Gwen. "And as for you, don't rush through things. I'll take over some of your work load if I have to, but make sure Anna here learns ALL the ropes." He says, hinting at their little deal where Gwen would have Anna become a part of their little harem situation in exchange for her much needed bonus. He gave Anna's shoulder a squeeze before looking up at the clock. "Wow, four already, soon you're going to be on day number two here." He says with a chuckle, walking to Flo's desk and double checking to make sure she'll come to his office at five for a "quick meeting." Normally he wouldn't have bothered, but with Flo being such a scatter brain he took no chances.

With that, he went back to his office, humming slightly as he laid out some of his toys. Hand cuffs, blind fold, ball gag, lube. He already decided that dumb bitch was going to take it in her fat ass after the trouble she caused. It was the least she could do to make up for being such a liability around the office.
 
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