I had been working long, hard hours for this promotion. My diligence was finally paying off, and I would secure the position if I agreed to one simple little change. I thought I would be changing my diet or workout regimen. Instead, I was given a shot.
How odd. Standing before my boss and a sketchy-looking doctor, my clothes began to tighten. “This isn’t right…” My focus blurred waned while my vision blurred. This was my favorite blazer; I couldn’t let it tear.
‘No choice, then.’ I took a breath, undoing the jacket and letting it slide down my shoulders. The last thing I wanted was for my boss to see me like this, but it couldn’t be avoided. For some reason, I was feeling unnaturally compliant with their demands.
That’s when I noticed my rapidly inflating breasts. “W-- What?” My tiny B-cup bra could not hold my massive titties for much longer. The weight of my growing bust-line strains and stretches the fabric on this bra, causing it to nearly snap. As the bra rubbed against my increasingly sensitive nipples and areolas, I couldn’t help but let out a small moan. No! I was a modest woman. I could never be so lewd in front of my boss, of all people!
Unable to resist an instinctive urge to check out my body, I inspect myself further, my eyes widening in horror at how short my skirt has become. How has my ass expanded this much?! I can feel the added cushion inflating from my behind. “I-I don’t think I want this promotion anymore. I would like for this to stop now!” My voice cracked, shifting an octave or two, becoming more fluttery and vibrant. I was too distracted by my panties riding up my ass and wedging into my pussy folds to notice. I also failed to see the cat ears sprouting on my head.
The fabric wedged in between my folds caused the garment to dampen with every passing second. My thighs trembled as I gripped the hem of my skirt in vain, feeling a torrent of conflicting emotions. As hard as I tugged, all I did was make it worse. It was impossible to hide my growing assets. As I adjust to the added weight, my hips sway, having become more pronounced than before. “Nyaaa…” I tried to hide myself, turning away as I attempted to dislodge my panties from my moist, sensitive folds.
The silky fabric rode against my clitoris. A light pressure that was once easy to ignore had become a deep, unyielding ball of pressure building below my navel. My clit suddenly exploded with pleasure, sending orgasmic ripples throughout my body. I let out a loud mew as the doctor and my boss watched intently.
When the waves finally broke, I was left doubled over and gasping for breath as my body trembled in pleasure and my new tail frantically swished. My modesty had wholly eroded away by the storm of change that ravaged me. Perhaps this new job wouldn’t be so bad after all… I would need a new wardrobe, though.