For S.R.J.

Ryeji - Sticking it to the Boss pt.1

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Yeji was hard at work that Friday, finishing her work with blazing speed. She had even skipped lunch to ensure her increased productivity; all she wanted to do was get through her workload without incident so that she could make out on time. She wasn't trying to stay here longer than she had to.

Before work, she had stopped at her local CVS Pharmacy, who had informed her that her medication was still not ready, despite receiving an automated call yesterday that said that it was. Apparently, they were having some problems with their inventory system. Unfortunately, all the other pharmacies in the county were out as well. She'd probably have to wait until next week. They had no idea how dangerous it was for a futanari to be off of her medication.

The 29 year old futanari had been blessed- or cursed - with a gargantuan libido. The pills helped her to keep her desires in check so that she could function throughout her day-to-day routine. She took them daily, and the one that she had taken yesterday had been the last one.

Already, she had planned in her mind to go straight home after work and spend time with her laptop and her favorite bottle of lotion. Since she didn't have her pills, she'd have to take care of things the old-fashioned way. Unbidden, a female's face came to her mind, a round one with beady eyes and pretty lips.

A few months ago, her roommate Lia had moved out of their apartment. Lia was a great source of friendship...and sex. She was a chronic dater, and every time one of her poor choices led to a breakup, she came begging to Yeji for comfort sex. Unfortunately for Yeji, Lia had found another beau, who offered to move her down to Florida. She lost half the rent and a good pussy that day.

The clock on Yeji's work computer read 4 PM; she was almost home free. Then, as if to snuff out the small ember of joy within her, one of her coworkers, Jerry, came up and said the worst thing that he could say to her on a late Friday afternoon.

"Ryujin wants to see you in her office," he muttered apologetically.

After graduating from Northwestern with a degree in Business Management, Yeji had gotten a decent-paying job at an office supply company in Maryland. The pay was good, and the people were energetic and fun. She also loved her boss, Mr. Kim, a kindly old man of 60 who had founded the company when he was her age. Mr. Kim treated all of his employees like they were family. He never hesitated to give an advance on a paycheck when things were rough, he occasionally bought lunch for his workers, and he threw great parties.

However, for the past few months, work had not been so fun. Back in December, he'd hired his niece to help run the company so that he could relax. Since the day she'd arrived, she'd been a ruthless taskmaster, alienating all of the staff in the name of increasing efficiency. Though her methods were harsh, profits were up and expenses had dropped significantly. Still, all in the office had come to fear the name Shin Ryujin.

Yeji's body tensed as she left her desk and made her way to the office down the hall. After a short knock, a female voice instructed her to enter. She opened the door, catching sight of a woman standing by a desk and poring over a file.

Shin Ryujin was an attractive, statuesque woman of 24 with long, straight black hair. Though she was garbed in an orange, long-sleeved blouse and grey pencil skirt, Yeji couldn't help but admire her superior's ample backside, athletic legs, and tanned skin. Her eyes also caught sight of the framed Masters degree in Management from Wharton that was hanging on the wall; she didn't understand why this woman wasn't modeling, or acting in some movie with George Clooney.