The transformation was definitely along the lines of the cartoon robots in disguise. Alpha had explained that while she might be able to make somethin... that looked like one of the movie-style Transformers, it would require tens of thousands of moving parts and thus need huge amounts of upkeep as things broke down. The structural strength would also be horrible, so we went with the simpler cartoon-style.Other people have built their own life-size Transformers before, but they were rather limited. If there’s anything I can do to prevent my termination (paperwork, extra hours) please let me know. I’m really, deeply sorry.” I thought that could solve the issue. Another message appeared “There is something you can do. Come to my office as soon as you can.”I walked over, expecting her to have a pile of papers in hand that needed to be filed. Instead she sat at her large oak desk, her swivel chair pointed at the door, and her legs slightly open, sheltered by a pencil skirt. I asked. Her hand came out from under my shorts as she gripped the sides of the chair tightly as her orgasm ripped through her body and the more I pushed my tongue into her the more she seemed to be pushing herself under the desk.“Fuck” she shouted as the front door shut and a voice shouted up the stairs, “Hi Guys, I’m back” as Alice returned from her shopping trip and Pippa frantically tried to compose herself as the footsteps up the stairs got louder, she pulled herself away from the desk and I. She opened it and smiled. “Cool,” she said, pulling out a joint. Eddie rolled them. A little on the fat side, but perfectly cylindrical. She grabbed a butane lighter from her purse and lit it, one handed, with a snap opening the lighter and closing. She sucked in the sweet smoke and coughed. “Fuck,” she muttered roughly.“It’s strong,” he agreed, taking the joint from her.“Where are you from getting shit like this,” she asked, waiting for his lungs to absorb the intoxicant..