She held her breath still longer until she had thought she had imagined it, and then a sexy little moan that sounded like her youngest son.What the fu...k?' Lauren thought.She crept to the door and leaned against the jam to listen as her two sons fucked like jackrabbits in her eldest's.She heard every moan and groan as her eldest brought her young son to orgasm again and again.Lauren moaned softly to herself as she heard her older son cum hard, her pussy twitching and clenching as she came. She concludedby suggesting I strive to say 'yes' whenever possible. Once I had becomesomeone who was seen as 'regular' again, then I wouldn't need to be soworried about my being kept on. When I finally left HR, it had takenalmost the whole morning. I made my way to Tim's office in a bit of asnit because of how it had all worked out. I wanted to ask why I wasn'tmoved like he promised and what happened to keeping me at the same paylevel. But I was also concerned about her advice. I knew I would. The bra had some type of curse on it orsomething. When worn, it grows breasts, which disappear when removed.I'd never even considered having breasts or anything feminine; it wasalways just the clothing that had turned me on. But now I was curious. Idecided to muster up the courage to try one more time, to test mytheory. I slipped the bra back on and again, it quickly clung to myskin, and the painful tingling returned while my chest expanded to fillthe bra. This time when it stopped, I didn't. My control gone, even with the knowledge of the punishment that would be bestowed upon me I had to have her, I had to feel myself inside of her. Pulling her into the darkness, slamming myself into her, her body left with nowhere to go, she submitted to me. Her mouth warm with desire as my lips demanded surrender. Her breast pressed next to me, her breathing deep and accelerated. As my hand wrapped around her small wrist and brought her arms above her head, I could smell the fear that was.