Took me awhile but here's the long awaited sequel to Work Cow! Everybody loves a bit of excessive (and very horny) revenge… right?
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Art By: taidazigoku
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William sat hunched over his laptop with one hand propping his head up by his forehead while the other typed away replying to email after email. The bags under his eyes had gotten worse over the last couple of days from the sheer amount of unpaid work he had taken up since Tracey left on an emergency medical leave. Speaking of Tracey, William sure did miss catching side glances of her preposterous chest as he ran about the office. He couldn’t believe that dosing her with a vial or two of bovine growth hormones every coffee run he was asked to do would lead to her having breasts that rested in her lap while she sat at her desk. But with Tracey out of office and the entire financial department grossly understaffed that meant that William had the unfortunate delight of being trained by Mr. Bowman himself who worked him like a draught animal.
“Tracey sure wasn’t kidding when she said you know your stuff boy” Mr. Bowman’s voice cut through the passive hum of the office as he watched William hard at work. “I swear you could give some of my past secretaries a run for their money! I’m rather impressed!”
William turned his eyes up from his laptop screen so he could read Bowman’s expression before turning his attention back to the ever growing inbox of incoming emails. “Thank you sir I try my best.” He finished drafting his current email and before starting on the next reply paused for a moment and returned his attention back to his boss. “Actually sir, I’ve been meaning to ask you something for a while now.”
“Sure thing Mr. William,” Bowman swiveled his chair so that he was facing William and leaned back, “speak your mind.”
“Well… I’ve been interning at Kiph Co. for a while now and really know my stuff so I was wondering if you could make the call to promote me to an employee now that Tracey is out of office and is unable to do so?”
“Tracey? Why would she be in charge of something like that boy? It’s my department so I’m the one who gets to make those calls, not her.”
“Oh…” William shrank a little bit in his chair as he realized he had assumed wrong. “I apologize, I figured with all the praise I heard coming from you that she was the one holding me back.”
Mr. Bowman sighed before readjusting in his chair and leaning onto the desk so that he could speak in a hushed tone. “I’m gonna be real honest with you Mr. Williams, this company hasn’t been doing so hot in this recession and I’m under a lot of pressure to make more cuts to my department. People like Tracey who have been using their back pain as an excuse to take time off just ain’t gonna cut it and I can’t justify bringin on anymore people onto the team.” He sat up straight and swiveled his chair so it was once again facing his computer’s monitor. “But I’d love to keep you around as an intern until the economy gets better. You’re one of the best interns we’ve had in a long while and I’d hate to squander your potential.”
“Haha, yeah…”
“Oh! And one more thing. Before you begin working on those emails, why don’t you go grab us some coffee? We’re gonna be staying late to finish everything up so we’ll need the boost in energy.”
“Sure thing!” William pushed away from the desk and stood up. “Coffee, light on creamer, 3 shots of espresso?”
“That’s the one.”
William left his bosses office and began his almost daily trek to the local coffee shop. Down the elevator, through the front lobby of the building, and to his car. Once inside the cafe he made sure to get into the line being run by the barista with blue dyed hair and a septum piercing as she simply made the best coffee. After placing his order he sat in his usual spot in the back and ruminated in his thoughts while he waited for his order. He couldn’t believe he was wrong about Tracey being the one to hold him back as an intern. How he medically altered her body to be simple eye candy to get him through the day for petty revenge when it was… William could feel his anger boiling over at this point as he began impatiently tapping his fingers across the table he had sat down at. “That lazy piece of shit Mr. Bowman.”
“Order number seventy eight? Order number seventy eight!” The barista called out across the store, looking around the crowd of impatient customers for the correct receipt.
William stood up and walked to grab his order. “That’s mine. Sorry about that, I spaced out for a moment back there.”
“You’re all good sir.” The barista emotionlessly assured him while she scanned his receipt for its number. “Have a good rest of your day.”
“I will.” William drove back to the office but before heading inside he popped the trunk of his car open where he had a duffel bag of his remaining stash of bovine growth hormone vials. “I can’t believe that bastard strung me along knowing he was going to keep me as an intern! Well jokes on him, he’ll get it way worse than what Tracey undeservedly got.” He popped the lid off of Bowman’s drink and began to one by one empty vials into his drink. He continued until the surface of the drink was millimeters away from overflowing from the cup, a good dozen or two vials tainted the seventeen dollar cup of coffee. William placed the lid back onto his boss's drink and carefully made his way back to his office.
“There you are, boy! Busy as usual?”
“They were sir.” William placed Bowman’s drink next to his monitor and stood on the other side of the table from him.
“Is there something you need William? If not, please sit down and get to work, those emails aren’t going to write themselves!” He glanced over at William and absent-mindedly took a sip of his coffee as he continued to clatter away at his own keyboard.
“Actually, there is sir. I don’t appreciate being lied to about where my internship would lead to and I find the way you talk about my coworkers to be frankly disgusting when they do more than you.”
“Well I-!” Bowman swiveled his chair to face William. “You can’t speak to me like that! I’ll have you-” He cut himself off as William held up his hand to signal for him to shut up.
“What I’m saying is that I quit. And I’ll be sure to leave a review about how you treat your employees and interns.”
The two men stared each other down as Bowman’s office filled with an awkward presence which Bowman quickly put an end to. “Okay… Do I need to call security or will you be letting yourself out?”
“I’ll let myself out.” William turned and exited Mr. Bowman’s office.
Bowman watched the door shut and waited a moment for WIlliam to be further from his office. “These kids…” He sighed and shook his head. “Well this work isn’t going to get itself done!” He grabbed his coffee, popped the lid off, and brought it up to his lips before downing the rest of it in just a couple of gulps. “That hit the spot! Now let’s get back to-” He clutched his stomach and keeled over as his stomach rumbled and a flash of heat suddenly swept across his body. “Awgh! Maybe I shouldn’t have downed the entire thing!” He pushed up from his chair to stand up and head to the restroom but before he could even make it to the other side of his desk another hot fash wave flashed over him, causing him to keel over once again. “Awgh… This can’t be normal. What did- What did that kid do to my-?!” Another hot flash coursed across his body but instead of a stinging pain in his gut his entire body suddenly underwent a radical change. His facial hair and body hair fell from his body as his skin changed from rough to soft and smooth. The fat in his beer belly redistributed itself down to his waist where his hips and ass suddenly swelled in size, straining his dress pants. His short black and grey hair began rapidly growing as it crept down his neck and just below his shoulders. “Hah- Why am I-?” His now dainty hand shot up to his throat as he heard his now higher pitched and very feminine voice. “Am I a woman?! No it can’t… It can’t be!” He reached down and looped his fingers underneath the band of his pants and boxers and pulled them away from his waist. Instead of his shriveled cock and balls, beneath his mound of unruly pubic hair was a pussy. “William!” Bowman shouted. “Willaim, get your ass back in here right-!” He took another few steps towards the door when another hot flash crashed through his body, but unlike the others this one was solely concentrated in his chest which itched like crazy all of a sudden. Without warning his nearly flat chest exploded in growth, ripping the top several rows of buttons off of his dress shirt as his breasts lunged forward and outward from his chest. Milk spurted free from his engorged nipples, soaking through the fabric of his shirt and covering the floor in a growing puddle of fresh cream. Each ridiculous boob was easily three to four times the size of the rest of Bowman’s body which put a great strain on his late forty year old back. “William!” Bowman pushed his enormous tits forward along with him as he struggled to his office door. “William! Don’t you fucking leave this building!” He pressed his chest up against the glass window of his door and watched as William disappeared behind the elevator doors all the while he struggled wrapping his arms around his mammoth sized mammaries to grab the door handle. “WILIAM!”