PLEASE READ BEFORE PLAYING: In this multiple choice adventure, you play a young woman who discovers she has picked up an intestinal parasite on a recent trip to Africa. Good luck!

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It is a day like any other. Your recent, disastrous trip to Africa seems like a distant memory as you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Sometimes you stop in to see your boss, Tina, before going to your desk. Tina is a good boss – firm, but friendly, and she loves to chat. Today, you...

stop by her office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Good thanks!” you reply cheerfully.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk in the large, open-plan office space. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Every morning, the local bakery delivers bagels to the office. Someone will need to meet the delivery man in the lobby. Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk in the large, open-plan office space. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?” She has sent it to the whole team.

Every morning, the local bakery delivers bagels to the office. Someone will need to meet the delivery man in the lobby. Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office, passing through the sales and IT departments on the way. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find the usual delivery man, Warren, waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you typically go to a local eatery. There are two within walking distance of the office. Souper Salads has a nice minestrone soup which comes with a delicious warm, crusty bread roll. The Sandwich Station sells a lovely portobello mushroom panini.

Today you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. You often have a little chat with Ford or Justin at about this time. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

The Sandwich Station has very limited seating, so you usually either take your sandwich back to the office and eat it at your desk, or walk down to the lake and sit on one of the benches there.

Today, having bought your panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You cannot see Ford from where you are sitting – there is a cabinet in the way – so you get up and walk over to his desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you typically go to a local eatery. There are two within walking distance of the office. Souper Salads has a nice minestrone soup which comes with a delicious warm, crusty bread roll. The Sandwich Station sells a lovely portobello mushroom panini.

Today you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You cannot see Justin’s face, since his monitor is in the way. Pushing against the floor with your feet, you roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” he says, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“Updating our procedures,” says Justin. “But I could use a break!”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you typically go to a local eatery. There are two within walking distance of the office. Souper Salads has a nice minestrone soup which comes with a delicious warm, crusty bread roll. The Sandwich Station sells a lovely portobello mushroom panini.

Today you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you typically go to a local eatery. There are two within walking distance of the office. Souper Salads has a nice minestrone soup which comes with a delicious warm, crusty bread roll. The Sandwich Station sells a lovely portobello mushroom panini.

Today you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual. Sometimes you wonder how that woman gets any work done at all.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. As you sit down, you see an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

Mason Road is the site of the company’s other office building. Your own building, on Chapel Street, became too small for the company’s expanding workforce a couple of years ago, and rather than moving everyone to a larger building, the company on its infinite wisdom decided instead to rent a second building.

Traffic between the two buildings, which are less than half a mile apart, is frequent. Tina, as the accounts manager, takes part in a daily sales meeting at the Mason Road office. Often you go with her – you are her de facto second-in-command, and she feels it is good experience for you – but you tend to give it a miss if you are busy.

Today you decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the window, where you sit on a stool at a bar with a beautiful view across the lake, spoiled only by the pedestrians that pass by in an almost steady stream. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual. Sometimes you wonder how that woman gets any work done at all.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. As you sit down, you see an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

Mason Road is the site of the company’s other office building. Your own building, on Chapel Street, became too small for the company’s expanding workforce a couple of years ago, and rather than moving everyone to a larger building, the company on its infinite wisdom decided instead to rent a second building.

Traffic between the two buildings, which are less than half a mile apart, is frequent. Tina, as the accounts manager, takes part in a daily sales meeting at the Mason Road office. Often you go with her – you are her de facto second-in-command, and she feels it is good experience for you – but you tend to give it a miss if you are busy.

Today you decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual. Sometimes you wonder how that woman gets any work done at all.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. As you sit down, you see an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

Mason Road is the site of the company’s other office building. Your own building, on Chapel Street, became too small for the company’s expanding workforce a couple of years ago, and rather than moving everyone to a larger building, the company on its infinite wisdom decided instead to rent a second building.

Traffic between the two buildings, which are less than half a mile apart, is frequent. Tina, as the accounts manager, takes part in a daily sales meeting at the Mason Road office. Often you go with her – you are her de facto second-in-command, and she feels it is good experience for you – but you tend to give it a miss if you are busy.

Today you decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, and find an available bench on which to sit. The view is very pleasant, although you could do without the motor boats roaring around the lake. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual. Sometimes you wonder how that woman gets any work done at all.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. As you sit down, you see an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

Mason Road is the site of the company’s other office building. Your own building, on Chapel Street, became too small for the company’s expanding workforce a couple of years ago, and rather than moving everyone to a larger building, the company in its infinite wisdom decided instead to rent a second building.

Traffic between the two buildings, which are less than half a mile apart, is frequent. Tina, as the accounts manager, takes part in a daily sales meeting at the Mason Road office. Often you go with her – you are her de facto second-in-command, and she feels it is good experience for you – but you tend to give it a miss if you are busy.

Today you decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you.

Finally, the managing director, Ryan Vincent, walks in with a purposeful air. “Hello everyone,” he says. “Let’s get this started.”

The meeting largely consists of updates from the various team leads in attendance. Ryan sometimes grills them on their reports, but today he remains quiet. Afterwards, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford and Justin, but you still manage to get a lot accomplished by the time five o’clock rolls around.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You, which has the widest range of pizza toppings you’ve ever seen in a restaurant.

By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed. Such is your day – it has been depressingly similar to just about every other weekday. Predictable, unexciting, normal, ordinary.

However, though you do not know it yet, things are about to change...

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy pasta meal out of a packet. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed. Such is your day – it has been depressingly similar to just about every other weekday. Predictable, unexciting, normal, ordinary.

However, though you do not know it yet, things are about to change...

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Good thanks!” you reply cheerfully.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

A strange sensation in your nether regions makes you frown in concern. It felt like a tingling, almost a squirming, just inside your anus. You hold still, waiting for a repeat, but nothing else happens, so you get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

A strange sensation in your nether regions makes you frown in concern. It felt like a tingling, almost a squirming, just inside your anus. You hold still, waiting for a repeat, but nothing else happens, so you get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?” She has sent it to the whole team.

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office, passing through the sales and IT departments on the way. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find the usual delivery man, Warren, waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. You often have a little chat with Ford or Justin at about this time. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads. On the way, you feel a tingling inside your anus again, but it does not last long, and you uneasily dismiss it as your imagination.

You order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. On the way, you feel a tingling inside your anus again, but it does not last long, and you uneasily dismiss it as your imagination.

Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Pushing against the floor with your feet, you roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent, the managing director, walks in, and the meeting begins.

The various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their department’s projects and statistics. Ryan asks a couple of questions, and seems satisfied with the answers. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. But at twenty to five, you suddenly feel a powerful urge to defecate. You get up and run to the bathroom, but it is too late; something has already come out of your anus and into your panties. Horrified, you lock yourself in a stall, and pull down your panties.

What you see immediately terrifies you. In your panties are several slimy, squirming worms, each between ten and fifteen inches long, and as thick as a pencil. They are very pale reddish-brown in colour, with no visible features other than a few slightly discoloured areas, positioned randomly along their length.

You frantically shake out your panties into the toilet bowl. You can feel more squirming between your buttocks, however, and, feeling rather nauseous, you reach back with your hand. You find yourself grabbing three more worms that are sticking out of your anus; as you pull them, you feel them sliding disgustingly through your anal sphincter. These, too, you drop in the toilet bowl.

“Oh my god oh my god oh my god,” you say out loud, your voice shaking. You feel like crying. How did this happen?

It must have been something you ate in Africa. You tried a lot of local food; no doubt the eggs of some parasitic worm survived the cooking process and made it into your gut. No wonder your bowel movements have been so erratic recently.

You sit down, and try to push out more worms. You have no illusions that you will be able to get them all out this way, but the fewer you have inside you, the better. Tomorrow you will go to the doctor, and get some kind of medication that will get rid of the worms completely.

Despite considerable effort, however, you are unable to force out any more worms. Reluctantly, you give up and get off the toilet, pulling your panties back up. You flush the worms away, wash your hands, and return to your desk.

You call the doctor’s office, but unfortunately it closed at half past four. You resolve to call first thing in the morning.

At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford and Justin, but you still manage to get a lot done.

At twenty to five, however, you suddenly feel a powerful urge to defecate. You get up and run to the bathroom, but it is too late; something has already come out of your anus and into your panties. Horrified, you lock yourself in a stall, and pull down your panties.

What you see immediately terrifies you. In your panties are several slimy, squirming worms, each between ten and fifteen inches long, and as thick as a pencil. They are very pale reddish-brown in colour, with no visible features other than a few slightly discoloured areas, positioned randomly along their length.

You frantically shake out your panties into the toilet bowl. You can feel more squirming between your buttocks, however, and, feeling rather nauseous, you reach back with your hand. You find yourself grabbing three more worms that are sticking out of your anus; as you pull them, you feel them sliding disgustingly through your anal sphincter. These, too, you drop in the toilet bowl.

“Oh my god oh my god oh my god,” you say out loud, your voice shaking. You feel like crying. How did this happen?

It must have been something you ate in Africa. You tried a lot of local food; no doubt the eggs of some parasitic worm survived the cooking process and made it into your gut. No wonder your bowel movements have been so erratic recently.

You sit down, and try to push out more worms. You have no illusions that you will be able to get them all out this way, but the fewer you have inside you, the better. Tomorrow you will go to the doctor, and get some kind of medication that will get rid of the worms completely.

Despite considerable effort, however, you are unable to force out any more worms. Reluctantly, you give up and get off the toilet, pulling your panties back up. You flush the worms away, wash your hands, and return to your desk.

You call the doctor’s office, but unfortunately it closed at half past four. You resolve to call first thing in the morning.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

Feeling rather shaken, you switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you know are writhing around inside you.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you know are writhing around inside you.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

The next day, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you call the doctor’s office. Mercifully, someone answers immediately. “Newman Medical Associates, this is Cherie speaking.”

“Hi Cherie,” you say. “I’d like to make an appointment to see Doctor Lemmon, please? As soon as possible...”

“She’s very booked up right now I’m afraid,” says Cherie. “The earliest I can give you is two o’clock on the fifteenth.”

“The fifteenth?” you echo in dismay. “I was really hoping to get in today!”

“I’m sorry, she’s fully booked,” says Cherie. “If it’s urgent, you should consider going straight to the hospital. What symptoms are you experiencing?”

You find yourself feeling very reluctant to tell her the nature of your condition. And a hospital visit would no doubt be expensive. It has been almost two months since your return from Africa; you suppose a few more days won’t kill you. “I guess I’ll take the fifteenth at two o’clock,” you say reluctantly.

“Okay, we’ll see you then,” says Cherie.

You hang up with a sigh, and get out of your car. Then you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

You reply,

“Good thanks.”

“Actually ... not so great.”

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

Your stomach churns as you feel the worms in your rectum squirming around. You head to the toilet, sit down in a stall, and push ... but you cannot get anything to come out. With a little whimper, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?” She has sent it to the whole team.

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office, passing through the sales and IT departments on the way. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find the usual delivery man, Warren, waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. You often have a little chat with Ford or Justin at about this time. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads. On the way, you feel the worms inside your intestines wriggling around again, and you grimace unhappily.

You order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. On the way, you feel the worms inside your intestines wriggling around again, and you grimace unhappily.

Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Pushing against the floor with your feet, you roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent, the managing director, walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you shift uncomfortably in your seat as the worms squirm around just inside your anus. Fortunately you manage to maintain your outward composure. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford and Justin, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the considerable distraction of numerous worms squirming around just inside your anus. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you can feel writhing around inside your rectum.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but they continue to resist your efforts to expel them. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you can feel writhing around inside your rectum.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but they continue to resist your efforts to expel them. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You chat with Tina for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

Your stomach churns as you feel the worms in your rectum squirming around. You head to the toilet, sit down in a stall, and push ... but you cannot get anything to come out. With a little whimper, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

“Oh?” inquires Tina, looking concerned.

“It seems I ... brought something back from Africa with me,” you say, staring at the floor awkwardly.

“Oh no!” says Tina. “Like, a parasite?”

You had hoped you were being vague enough to allow Tina to assume you meant a virus of other tropical malady, but your instant blush confirms her guess. “Without going into specifics, yes,” you admit. “I’ve got an appointment to see my doctor on the fifteenth. At two p.m.”

Tina glances at her calendar, and nods. “By all means,” she says, “take whatever time you need to take care of this. I’m sorry this happened to you, Penny – I’m sure it’s not pleasant!”

“It is rather horrible,” you agree with a sigh. “I can’t wait until the fifteenth! I just want to get rid of ... of ... the things.”

You chat with Tina for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

Your stomach churns as you feel the worms in your rectum squirming around. You head to the toilet, sit down in a stall, and push ... but you cannot get anything to come out. With a little whimper, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Good thanks,” you say automatically.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

Your stomach churns as you feel the worms in your rectum squirming around. You head to the toilet, sit down in a stall, and push ... but you cannot get anything to come out. With a little whimper, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

Your stomach churns as you feel the worms in your rectum squirming around. You head to the toilet, sit down in a stall, and push ... but you cannot get anything to come out. With a little whimper, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?” She has sent it to the whole team.

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office, passing through the sales and IT departments on the way. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find the usual delivery man, Warren, waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. You often have a little chat with Ford or Justin at about this time. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads. On the way, you feel the worms inside your intestines wriggling around again, and you grimace unhappily.

You order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. On the way, you feel the worms inside your intestines wriggling around again, and you grimace unhappily.

Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Pushing against the floor with your feet, you roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent, the managing director, walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you shift uncomfortably in your seat as the worms squirm around just inside your anus. Fortunately you manage to maintain your outward composure. After the meeting, you and Tina head back to Chapel Street ... but about halfway there, you suddenly gasp as you feel something slither out of your anus.

“Something wrong?” asks Tina.

Feeling flustered and rather panicky, you say, “I just need to get to a restroom really quickly!” With a sick feeling in your stomach, you realise you can feel several worms writhing around in the back of your panties.

“We’ll be back at the office in a minute,” says Tina anxiously. “Is this related to your ... issue?”

“Yes,” you say, feeling highly embarrassed. “Sorry.”

Once Tina has parked the car, you dash into the office and then walk to the restroom as quickly as possible while trying not to look like you are in a hurry. You lock yourself in a stall, hike your skirt up, and hastily pull down your panties.

Several large worms are squirming around blindly in the slight depression their combined weight is making in the white cotton material. You hurriedly tip them into the toilet, then you sit down and try to push more out. But even though your bowels are feeling uncomfortably full, you cannot get any more of the revolting roundworms to come out. Eventually, with a frustrated groan, you flush the toilet, pull your panties up, and leave the stall.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford and Justin, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the considerable distraction of numerous worms squirming around just inside your anus.

Suddenly, however, to your horror, you feel something slither out of your anus. Jumping to your feet, you walk to the restroom as quickly as possible while trying not to look like you are in a hurry. You lock yourself in a stall, hike your skirt up, and hastily pull down your panties.

Several large worms are squirming around blindly in the slight depression their combined weight is making in the white cotton material. You hurriedly tip them into the toilet, then you sit down and try to push more out. But even though your bowels are feeling uncomfortably full, you cannot get any more of the revolting roundworms to come out. Eventually, with a frustrated groan, you flush the toilet, pull your panties up, and leave the stall.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you can feel writhing around inside your rectum.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but they continue to resist your efforts to expel them. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you can feel writhing around inside your rectum.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but they continue to resist your efforts to expel them. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Good thanks,” you say automatically.

“With Janine being out today, would you mind keeping an eye on the customs inbox?” asks Tina.

“Of course,” you reply. “No problem.”

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

Your stomach churns as you feel the worms in your rectum squirming around. You head to the toilet, sit down in a stall, and push ... but you cannot get anything to come out. With a little whimper, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

Your stomach churns as you feel the worms in your rectum squirming around. You head to the toilet, sit down in a stall, and push ... but you cannot get anything to come out. With a little whimper, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?” She has sent it to the whole team.

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office, passing through the sales and IT departments on the way. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find the usual delivery man, Warren, waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

Nobody replies to Tina. A minute later, she sends out another message: “Well jeez, I guess I’ll get them myself!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. Then she passes Stacey’s desk, where, after a glance at Stacey’s computer, she pauses. “Stacey, please come and see me in my office in ten minutes,” she says. You cannot see Stacey’s reaction from where you are sitting.

A couple of minutes later, Tina returns from the lobby with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

Not long afterwards, Stacey returns from Tina’s office in tears. “What happened?” asks Justin.

“She fired me!” says Stacey, starting to pack up her things. Then Tina comes over, looking rather sad, and stands watching Stacey with her arms folded. Five minutes later, it is all over: Stacey is gone.

“Jeez, Tina,” says Ford. “That was a bit harsh, wasn’t it? Just for being on Facebook?”

“It wasn’t just Facebook,” says Tina grimly. “And she’d had multiple warnings. God knows I tried – I gave her plenty of opportunities to improve. Anyway, what’s done is done.”

She shrugs her shoulders, then goes back to her office. Feeling rather stunned, you and your colleagues return to work.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads. On the way, you feel the worms inside your intestines wriggling around again, and you grimace unhappily.

You order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. On the way, you feel the worms inside your intestines wriggling around again, and you grimace unhappily.

Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Pushing against the floor with your feet, you roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass your colleague Stacey’s desk, you are not surprised to see her on Facebook, as usual.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent, the managing director, walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you shift uncomfortably in your seat as the worms squirm around just inside your anus. Fortunately you manage to maintain your outward composure. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford and Justin, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the considerable distraction of numerous worms squirming around just inside your anus. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you can feel writhing around inside your rectum.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but they continue to resist your efforts to expel them. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you can feel writhing around inside your rectum.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but they continue to resist your efforts to expel them. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Good thanks,” you say automatically.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

Your stomach churns as you feel the worms in your rectum squirming around. You head to the toilet, sit down in a stall, and push ... but you cannot get anything to come out. With a little whimper, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

Your stomach churns as you feel the worms in your rectum squirming around. You head to the toilet, sit down in a stall, and push ... but you cannot get anything to come out. With a little whimper, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?” She has sent it to the whole team.

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office, passing through the sales and IT departments on the way. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find the usual delivery man, Warren, waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads. On the way, you feel the worms inside your intestines wriggling around again, and you grimace unhappily.

You order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. On the way, you feel the worms inside your intestines wriggling around again, and you grimace unhappily.

Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work.

Shortly before noon, however, you feel a sudden, rapidly growing pressure in your bowels, and you gasp in pain. As you get to your feet, the pain becomes too much to bear, and you strain hard to expel what feels like a thick, squirming turd. It rushes out into your panties, and you practically run to the restroom in a panic.

Once safely in a stall, you pull down your panties and stare, aghast, at the writhing mass of worms filling the back. You estimate there must be at least twenty of them, maybe even thirty. You hastily shake out your panties over the toilet bowl, and the worms drop with little splashes into the water. Then, squatting over the bowl, you try to force more out, but nothing else comes.

Your stomach churning, you flush the worms away, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Since it is now nearly lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Pushing against the floor with your feet, you roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work.

Shortly before noon, however, you feel a sudden, rapidly growing pressure in your bowels, and you gasp in pain. As you get to your feet, the pain becomes too much to bear, and you strain hard to expel what feels like a thick, squirming turd. It rushes out into your panties, and you practically run to the restroom in a panic.

Once safely in a stall, you pull down your panties and stare, aghast, at the writhing mass of worms filling the back. You estimate there must be at least twenty of them, maybe even thirty. You hastily shake out your panties over the toilet bowl, and the worms drop with little splashes into the water. Then, squatting over the bowl, you try to force more out, but nothing else comes.

Your stomach churning, you flush the worms away, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Since it is now nearly lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive, and get back to work.

Shortly before noon, however, you feel a sudden, rapidly growing pressure in your bowels, and you gasp in pain. As you get to your feet, the pain becomes too much to bear, and you strain hard to expel what feels like a thick, squirming turd. It rushes out into your panties, and you practically run to the restroom in a panic.

Once safely in a stall, you pull down your panties and stare, aghast, at the writhing mass of worms filling the back. You estimate there must be at least twenty of them, maybe even thirty. You hastily shake out your panties over the toilet bowl, and the worms drop with little splashes into the water. Then, squatting over the bowl, you try to force more out, but nothing else comes.

Your stomach churning, you flush the worms away, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Since it is now nearly lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent, the managing director, walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you shift uncomfortably in your seat as the worms squirm around just inside your anus. Fortunately you manage to maintain your outward composure. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford and Justin, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the considerable distraction of numerous worms squirming around just inside your anus. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you can feel writhing around inside your rectum.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but they continue to resist your efforts to expel them. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you can feel writhing around inside your rectum.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but they continue to resist your efforts to expel them. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Good thanks,” you say automatically.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

Your stomach churns as you feel the worms in your rectum squirming around. You head to the toilet, sit down in a stall, and push ... but you cannot get anything to come out. With a little whimper, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

Your stomach churns as you feel the worms in your rectum squirming around. You head to the toilet, sit down in a stall, and push ... but you cannot get anything to come out. With a little whimper, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?” She has sent it to the whole team.

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office, passing through the sales and IT departments on the way. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find the usual delivery man, Warren, waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads. On the way, you feel the worms inside your intestines wriggling around again, and you grimace unhappily.

You order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. On the way, you feel the worms inside your intestines wriggling around again, and you grimace unhappily.

Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

Your worms choose this moment to squirm particularly vigorously against the inside of your anus, and you grimace.

“Are you okay?” asks Ford in concern.

You hesitate, then reply,

“Yes, I’m fine.”

“Not really, no...”

Pushing against the floor with your feet, you roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent, the managing director, walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you shift uncomfortably in your seat as the worms squirm around just inside your anus. Fortunately you manage to maintain your outward composure. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford and Justin, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the considerable distraction of numerous worms squirming around just inside your anus. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you can feel writhing around inside your rectum.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but they continue to resist your efforts to expel them. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you can feel writhing around inside your rectum.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but they continue to resist your efforts to expel them. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Ford does not look convinced, but he says, “Okay, if you say so...”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

“Oh?” says Ford.

You blush in embarrassment. “It seems I must have eaten some contaminated meat, or something, when I was in Africa,” you tell him in a low voice. “I kinda ... brought something back with me.”

“Uh-oh,” says Ford. Then his eyes widen. “Oh no – like, a tapeworm?”

“Something like that,” you admit. “Hush though – I don’t want everyone to know. I’m sure my doctor will sort me out in no time. I have an appointment with her tomorrow afternoon.”

“I hope so!” says Ford. “Good luck!”

You continue to chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads. On the way, you feel the worms inside your intestines wriggling around again, and you grimace unhappily.

You order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. On the way, you feel the worms inside your intestines wriggling around again, and you grimace unhappily.

Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent, the managing director, walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you shift uncomfortably in your seat as the worms squirm around just inside your anus. Fortunately you manage to maintain your outward composure. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford and Justin, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the considerable distraction of numerous worms squirming around just inside your anus. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you can feel writhing around inside your rectum.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but they continue to resist your efforts to expel them. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you can feel writhing around inside your rectum.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but they continue to resist your efforts to expel them. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Good thanks,” you reply. “Looking forward to this afternoon!”

“I’m sure!” says Tina with a smile.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

Your stomach churns as you feel the worms in your rectum squirming around. You head to the toilet, sit down in a stall, and push ... but you cannot get anything to come out. With a sigh, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

Your stomach churns as you feel the worms in your rectum squirming around. You head to the toilet, sit down in a stall, and push ... but you cannot get anything to come out. With a sigh, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?” She has sent it to the whole team.

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office, passing through the sales and IT departments on the way. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads. On the way, you feel the worms inside your intestines wriggling around again, and you grimace unhappily.

You order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. On the way, you feel the worms inside your intestines wriggling around again, and you grimace unhappily.

Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Pushing against the floor with your feet, you roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

At about twenty to two, you leave the office and head to your doctor’s appointment. Arriving with five minutes to spare, you report at the window, then sit down in the waiting room. When a nurse calls your name, you get up and follow her through a door and down a corridor. She checks your height, weight, pulse, and blood pressure, and then she tells you that the doctor will be right with you.

You do not have to wait long before the door opens and Doctor Lemmon’s friendly face appears. “Hi Penny!” she says.

“Hi,” you reply, now feeling a little nervous.

“What can I do for you today?” asks the doctor cheerfully.

You take a deep breath, then say,

“My bowels are full of worms.”

“It’s probably best if you see for yourself.”

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

At about twenty to two, you leave the office and head to your doctor’s appointment. Arriving with five minutes to spare, you report at the window, then sit down in the waiting room. When a nurse calls your name, you get up and follow her through a door and down a corridor. She checks your height, weight, pulse, and blood pressure, and then she tells you that the doctor will be right with you.

You do not have to wait long before the door opens and Doctor Lemmon’s friendly face appears. “Hi Penny!” she says.

“Hi,” you reply, now feeling a little nervous.

“What can I do for you today?” asks the doctor cheerfully.

You take a deep breath, then say,

“My bowels are full of worms.”

“It’s probably best if you see for yourself.”

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

At about twenty to two, you leave the office and head to your doctor’s appointment. Arriving with five minutes to spare, you report at the window, then sit down in the waiting room. When a nurse calls your name, you get up and follow her through a door and down a corridor. She checks your height, weight, pulse, and blood pressure, and then she tells you that the doctor will be right with you.

You do not have to wait long before the door opens and Doctor Lemmon’s friendly face appears. “Hi Penny!” she says.

“Hi,” you reply, now feeling a little nervous.

“What can I do for you today?” asks the doctor cheerfully.

You take a deep breath, then say,

“My bowels are full of worms.”

“It’s probably best if you see for yourself.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

At about twenty to two, you leave the office and head to your doctor’s appointment. Arriving with five minutes to spare, you report at the window, then sit down in the waiting room. When a nurse calls your name, you get up and follow her through a door and down a corridor. She checks your height, weight, pulse, and blood pressure, and then she tells you that the doctor will be right with you.

You do not have to wait long before the door opens and Doctor Lemmon’s friendly face appears. “Hi Penny!” she says.

“Hi,” you reply, now feeling a little nervous.

“What can I do for you today?” asks the doctor cheerfully.

You take a deep breath, then say,

“My bowels are full of worms.”

“It’s probably best if you see for yourself.”

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. “How did it go?” she asks.

You tell her about your visit to the doctor, and Tina shudders. “You poor thing,” she says. “I hope the meds work quickly!”

When you arrive at the office, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent, the managing director, walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you shift uncomfortably in your seat as the worms squirm around just inside your anus. Fortunately you manage to maintain your outward composure. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford and Justin, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the considerable distraction of numerous worms squirming around just inside your anus. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Driving straight to Rite Aid, you pick up your prescription. Then, pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You head home, swallow your first pill with some water, then eat your pizza in front of the television. You spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you can feel writhing around inside your rectum.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but they continue to resist your efforts to expel them. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home, swallow your first pill with some water, then make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you can feel writhing around inside your rectum.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but they continue to resist your efforts to expel them. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

“Oh?” says Dr Lemmon. “Well that can’t be very pleasant. You’ve seen these worms, then? Can you describe them?”

“About a foot long,” you say. “Very pale in colour, and about this thick.” You show her with your fingers. “They’ve been coming out of my ... anus.”

“Sounds like Ascaris lumbricoides – the giant roundworm,” says the doctor. “Have you had any coughing fits lately?”

You shake your head.

“How are your bowel movements?” asks Dr Lemmon.

“Nonexistent,” you tell her. “I haven’t passed anything in over two weeks – except for worms.”

“Hmm,” says the doctor, frowning. “Any abdominal discomfort?”

“Some,” you say, nodding. “Mainly just before a bunch of worms come out. Then it feels like I really need to poop badly, and I can’t even get to the bathroom in time.”

“Well it certainly sounds like Ascariasis,” says Dr Lemmon, “though the symptoms are a little atypical. Nonetheless, there are plenty of meds that will take care of it. I’ll prescribe you some Mebendazole – just take two pills a day until you run out, and you should find yourself passing the dead worms in your faeces. Hopefully your bowel movements will return to normal a day or so after you complete the course, but if not, give us a call.”

“Okay,” you say, nodding. “Will do. Thank you.”

Dr Lemmon sends the prescription to your local Rite Aid, then you check out at reception, and leave the building.

When you get back to the office, you head straight to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Well now I’m intrigued!” says Dr Lemmon with a smile.

You pause as you rise from your chair. “I’ll need you to look in my ... um ... rectum.” You can feel your cheeks turning red as you say this.

“Oh!” says the doctor, a little taken aback. “Well I don’t normally do that – I’m not equipped for colonoscopies and so on. Normally I’d refer you to a specialist for that.”

“Oh,” you say, sitting back down. “Well ... I seem to have worms in there.”

“Ah,” says Dr Lemmon, nodding. “Well that can’t be very pleasant. You’ve seen these worms, then? Can you describe them?”

“About a foot long,” you say. “Very pale in colour, and about this thick.” You show her with your fingers. “They’ve been coming out of my ... anus.”

“Sounds like Ascaris lumbricoides – the giant roundworm,” says the doctor. “Have you had any coughing fits lately?”

You shake your head.

“How are your bowel movements?” asks Dr Lemmon.

“Nonexistent,” you tell her. “I haven’t passed anything in over two weeks – except for worms.”

“Hmm,” says the doctor, frowning. “Any abdominal discomfort?”

“Some,” you say, nodding. “Mainly just before a bunch of worms come out. Then it feels like I really need to poop badly, and I can’t even get to the bathroom in time.”

“Well it certainly sounds like Ascariasis,” says Dr Lemmon, “though the symptoms are a little atypical. Nonetheless, there are plenty of meds that will take care of it. I’ll prescribe you some Mebendazole – just take two pills a day until you run out, and you should find yourself passing the dead worms in your faeces. Hopefully your bowel movements will return to normal a day or so after you complete the course, but if not, give us a call.”

“Okay,” you say, nodding. “Will do. Thank you.”

Dr Lemmon sends the prescription to your local Rite Aid, then you check out at reception, and leave the building.

When you get back to the office, you head straight to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Good thanks,” you say automatically.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

You cannot feel any squirming in your rectum this morning, which is a good sign. You go to the toilet and attempt to defecate, but without success. With a sigh, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

You cannot feel any squirming in your rectum this morning, which is a good sign. You go to the toilet and attempt to defecate, but without success. With a sigh, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?” She has sent it to the whole team.

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office, passing through the sales and IT departments on the way. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads. On the way, you think you feel movement inside your rectum, but you are not completely sure.

You order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. On the way, you think you feel movement inside your rectum, but you are not completely sure.

Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Pushing against the floor with your feet, you roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent, the managing director, walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford and Justin, but you still manage to get a lot done. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you know are still inside you.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but nothing comes out. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you know are still inside you.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but nothing comes out. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar.

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Good thanks,” you say automatically.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

You cannot feel any squirming in your rectum this morning, which is a good sign. You go to the toilet and attempt to defecate, but without success. With a sigh, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to your colleagues, Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

You cannot feel any squirming in your rectum this morning, which is a good sign. You go to the toilet and attempt to defecate, but without success. With a sigh, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?” She has sent it to the whole team.

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office, passing through the sales and IT departments on the way. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads. On the way, you think you feel movement inside your rectum, but you are not completely sure.

You order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. On the way, you think you feel movement inside your rectum, but you are not completely sure.

Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Pushing against the floor with your feet, you roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. On the way, you pass through some construction, and as the car shudders along an unpaved section of the road, you feel your bowels begin to move. The pressure builds steadily, and you...

resolve to hold it in until you get to the office.

decide to empty your bowels right here and now.

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford and Justin, but you still manage to get a lot done. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you know are still inside you.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but nothing comes out. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media, trying to keep your mind off the worms that you know are still inside you.

Midway through the evening you try, once again, to push them out into the toilet, but nothing comes out. A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

With a great effort, you manage to hold it in. Unfortunately, by the time you arrive at the Mason Road office, the urge has completely subsided, and when you hurry into the ladies’, you find yourself unable to push anything out. Disappointed, you meet up with Tina in the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

“Oh my gosh,” you exclaim, as you relax your anus and start to push. “Something’s coming out...”

A thick column begins to slide out of your rectum, tenting out your panties beneath your skirt. Tina stares at you, wide-eyed. “You’re ... having an accident?”

“Pretty sure it’s just worms!” you gasp, your eyes watering. Then the flow stops, as the column gets stuck. “Oh God,” you mutter. “Ow ... ow!! It hurts!!!”

Tina pulls the car over and parks against the kerb. “What can I do?” she asks anxiously.

Struggling vainly to force more of the column through your anus, you groan, “Thanks Tina, but this is my gross problem to deal with...”

“Don’t be silly,” says Tina firmly. “I don’t want you rupturing yourself there. If there’s something I can do to help, let me help! I can handle gross.”

You reply,

“Sweet of you Tina, but I’ll manage...”

“Okay okay – can you help pull them out?”

With a mighty effort, you manage to get the column moving again. A ball of tangled worm bodies stretches your anus wide open, then it eventually pops through, followed by a rush of more worms, which you continue to push out for the next minute or so. Finally, your anus closes up.

“Whew!” you say, panting, as you hold yourself up with your bottom several inches above the passenger seat. “But ugh – my panties are just full of worms now!”

“Are they moving?” inquires Tina.

You shake your head, relieved. “No – they seem completely still.”

Tina reaches into the back seat and grabs a polythene bag. “Here,” she says, “you can dump them out into this if you like.”

You shudder. “Thanks,” you say, “but I’d prefer to deal with this in the restroom. Then I can dump them into the toilet.”

Tina shrugs. “Suit yourself,” she says. “As long as you’re sure you won’t have worms falling out of your panties before you get there.”

This is an alarming possibility,

but you are confident that your panties will keep the worms contained.

and you decide to take up Tina’s offer.

“Of course,” says Tina. She reaches into the back seat and retrieves an empty polythene bag.

You unfasten your seatbelt, hike your skirt up, then, shifting your bottom to the edge of the seat nearest Tina, you lean away from her and tug your panties down to your knees.

“Wow, okay,” says Tina, staring down at the mass of worms sticking out of your anus. “Well they all look dead, anyway.” She grabs hold of the entire column, and tries to pull them, but they are slippery and squishy. “Try pushing at the same time as I pull,” she suggests.

You bear down, and slowly, a ball of tangled worm bodies stretches your anus wide open. Finally it pops through, followed by a rush of more worms, which you continue to push out as Tina pulls from her end. Eventually your anus closes up, and Tina stuffs the dead worms into her bag. Then she ties the two handles together, and cleans her hands with a couple of tissues.

“Feel better?” she asks.

“Much,” you reply, pulling your panties back up. “Thank you so much, Tina – that was above and beyond the call of duty!”

“You’re welcome,” she says. “Now let’s get to our meeting.”

You arrive at Mason Road with no time to spare, so you leave the bag in Tina’s car. Inside, you go straight to the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street, where you discreetly empty out the poly bag into a toilet, and flush away all the dead worms.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Tina resumes driving, and soon you arrive at Mason Road. You carefully get out of the car, then head inside. With barely a minute remaining before the start of the meeting, you hurry into the restroom, where you hike up your skirt and pull down your panties.

They are, as you suspected, full of worms. You shudder in revulsion as you stare at the tangled mass of nematode bodies, then you quickly shake them into the toilet. Flushing, you make your way back towards the conference room, but then your heart leaps into your mouth as you see a single, white-ish worm lying on the carpet ahead of you.

As you pass it, you stoop and deftly scoop it up, tucking it into your purse for later disposal. Then you head into the meeting. Just as you take a seat next to Tina, Ryan Vincent enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

“All right,” you concede. “The bag probably is a good idea.” You unfasten your seatbelt, then hike your skirt up.

“Wow!” says Tina, staring at your panties, which are sagging down below your elevated buttocks under the weight of dozens and dozens – possibly hundreds – of worms. As you raise yourself up still further, she holds the bag open below your bottom. You carefully tug your panties down, inverting them so that the worms spill out into the bag.

“Christ, you poor thing!” says Tina, shuddering. “They all look dead, at least, so your meds must have worked.”

“Yes – that’s quite a relief,” you say. Having emptied your panties, you pull them back up, tug your skirt down, and refasten your seatbelt while Tina ties the handles of the bag together.

“All right!” she says. “Now let’s get to our meeting.”

You arrive at Mason Road with no time to spare, so you leave the bag in Tina’s car. Inside, you go straight to the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street, where you discreetly empty out the poly bag into a toilet, and flush away all the dead worms.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Good thanks!” you reply. “No sign of further worm activity, at least!”

“Glad to hear it,” says Tina with a smile.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

You cannot feel any squirming in your rectum this morning, which is a good sign. You go to the toilet and manage a small bowel movement, which is another good sign. You notice a few dead worms in the toilet bowl too. Having flushed and washed your hands, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

You cannot feel any squirming in your rectum this morning, which is a good sign. You go to the toilet and manage a small bowel movement, which is another good sign. You notice a few dead worms in the toilet bowl too. Having flushed and washed your hands, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?” She has sent it to the whole team.

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office, passing through the sales and IT departments on the way. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Pushing against the floor with your feet, you roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s empty desk, you sigh at the loss of your colleague.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford and Justin, but you still manage to get a lot done. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

As you are preparing to leave, Tina comes over. “Hey Penny,” she says. “Glad you’re still here. Stacey’s replacement starts tomorrow – young guy called Tyler Bingham. I was hoping you might introduce him to everyone and keep him occupied until nine thirty, when he needs to meet with Dani for his orientation. Unfortunately I have a conference call first thing tomorrow, otherwise I’d do it myself...”

“Of course!” you reply. “Happy to.”

“Thanks!” says Tina. “Have a good night, then.”

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “This is Tyler.”

The tall, handsome young man standing next to Tina’s desk smiles at you and extends his hand.

“Hi Tyler!” you say, shaking his hand. “Nice to meet you – welcome to the team!”

“I have to jump on a call,” says Tina. “Penny will look after you this morning, Tyler – I’ll catch up with you after your orientation.”

“Okay,” says Tyler, nodding.

“Come right this way, Tyler,” you say, stepping back out of Tina’s office. He follows, and you take him to meet Janine, Ford, and Justin. You explain to him what each member of the team does, what he himself will be responsible for, and how the accounts department interacts with other groups. Then, with a few minutes to spare before his orientation, you give him a quick systems overview. At half past, you take him to meet Dani Pritchard, the Human Resources Manager. Having handed him over, you go to your desk and start the day’s work.

You cannot feel any squirming in your rectum this morning, which is a good sign. You go to the toilet and manage a moderate bowel movement, which is another good sign. There are no dead worms in the toilet bowl today, which you hope is also a good sign. Having flushed and washed your hands, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

But then Tina comes over with a tall, handsome young man whom she introduces as Tyler. You smile and jump to your feet, and shake his hand when he offers it.

“I’m late for a conference call,” says Tina, “but Penny will look after you this morning, Tyler. I’ll catch up with you after your orientation.”

“Okay, see you later,” says Tyler.

You proceed to explain to him what each member of the team does, what he himself will be responsible for, and how the accounts department interacts with other groups. Then, with a few minutes to spare before his orientation, you give him a quick systems overview. At half past, you take him to meet Dani Pritchard, the Human Resources Manager. Having handed him over, you go to your desk and start the day’s work.

You cannot feel any squirming in your rectum this morning, which is a good sign. You go to the toilet and manage a moderate bowel movement, which is another good sign. There are no dead worms in the toilet bowl today, which you hope is also a good sign. Having flushed and washed your hands, you return to your desk and get to work.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office, passing through the sales and IT departments on the way. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Pushing against the floor with your feet, you roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s desk, you smile to see Tyler sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s desk, you smile to see Tyler sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s desk, you smile to see Tyler sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Stacey’s desk, you smile to see Tyler sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Good thanks!” you reply.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

He really is very good-looking, and you find your heart racing a little as you nonchalantly perch on the edge of his table. In this position your left buttock is sitting on the laminated surface, your left knee is bent, and your left foot is dangling about twelve inches off the floor, while your right leg remains extended, your right foot firmly planted on the carpet. It is a slightly awkward position, since your knee-length skirt will only allow your thighs so much freedom of movement, but you manage to make it look cool and casual ... you hope.

“Hi Tyler,” you reply, noting that he just glanced down at your bare left knee. Then you say,

“How are you settling in?”

“Tell me about yourself.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Good, thanks,” says Tyler, nodding. “Everyone’s been really nice, and I’m learning a lot from Justin.”

“Excellent,” you say. “Yeah, Justin’s a good teacher – I’m sure he’ll have you flying solo in no time.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler shrugs. “Well, I’m originally from Oregon, but my parents moved here when I was fifteen. I got a degree in political science, but it didn’t really lead to much work, so I entered the business sector. This is only my second proper job, actually – my first was as an insurance clerk. I really didn’t enjoy that, I have to say.”

“Well I’m sure you’ll have a better experience here,” you tell him with a warm smile.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Good thanks!” you reply.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

He really is very good-looking, and you find your heart racing a little as you nonchalantly perch on the edge of his table. Once again the position is slightly awkward, and it crosses your mind that this would be easier in a slightly shorter skirt. Or if you hiked up your skirt a little before you sat on the table. But what would Tyler think if you did that?

“Hi Tyler,” you reply, noting that he once again glanced down at your bare left knee. Then you say,

“Things still going well?”

“Nice day today, isn’t it?”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Yes thanks,” says Tyler, nodding. “I’m getting pretty comfortable with the systems, and learning a lot.”

“Good!” you say.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler smiles, and nods. “Yeah it is,” he says. “I might take another walk along the lake trail at lunchtime.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Good thanks!” you reply.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

He really is very good-looking, and you find your heart racing a little as you nonchalantly perch on the edge of his table. Once again the position is slightly awkward, and it crosses your mind that this would be easier in a slightly shorter skirt. Or if you hiked up your skirt a little before you sat on the table. But what would Tyler think if you did that?

“Hi Tyler,” you reply, noting that he once again glanced down at your bare left knee. Then you say,

“Things still going well?”

“Nice day today, isn’t it?”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Yes thanks,” says Tyler, nodding. “I’m getting pretty comfortable with the systems, and learning a lot.”

“Good!” you say.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler smiles, and nods. “Yeah it is,” he says. “I might take another walk along the lake trail at lunchtime.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. On the way, you feel a familiar squirming sensation just inside your anus, and you stiffen in alarm.

“Something wrong?” asks Tina.

You can no longer feel anything. “Probably just my imagination,” you reply uneasily.

“Are you still on your meds?” asks Tina.

You shake your head. “No – it was only a three-day course. And for a while everything seemed fine. But now ... I seem to be a little ‘blocked up’. So I’m perhaps a little over-sensitive to every little tingle. Like I said, probably just my imagination.”

“Hope so!” says Tina.

Once she has parked her car outside the office, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Good thanks!” you reply.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

He really is very good-looking, and you find your heart racing a little as you nonchalantly perch on the edge of his table. Once again the position is slightly awkward, and it crosses your mind that this would be easier in a slightly shorter skirt. Or if you hiked up your skirt a little before you sat on the table. But what would Tyler think if you did that?

Maybe it is time to find out. Or maybe not. As Tyler glances down at your left knee, you...

say, “Hi Tyler.”

stand up, tug your skirt up a few inches, then sit back down.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

Perhaps, you think to yourself, such a transparently obvious move would turn Tyler off ... and then you would have achieved nothing but making a fool of yourself.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler grins down at your exposed thigh. “Wow,” he says.

“Sorry,” you apologise. “It’s just that my skirt’s kind of long and tight for that position to be comfortable. If only there were a spare chair...”

“No need to apologise on my account,” Tyler assures you with a smile. “You just totally brightened my morning.”

You laugh good-naturedly, feeling glad you were bold enough to make this move.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Good thanks!” you reply.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

He really is very good-looking, and you find your heart racing a little as, once again, you hike up your skirt a few inches and perch on the edge of his table. He grins down at your exposed thigh. “Very nice,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“My eyes are up here, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler. “I think I’m getting the hang of things.”

“Excellent,” you say.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler’s eyes flick up to your face. “Sorry,” he says, but his smirk does not seem very repentant.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

Midway through the evening you realise you can definitely feel squirming in your rectum, and your heart sinks; the worms are definitely back. You sit on the toilet for a while, but cannot push anything out.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

Midway through the evening you realise you can definitely feel squirming in your rectum, and your heart sinks; the worms are definitely back. You sit on the toilet for a while, but cannot push anything out.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

As you drive, you can feel the worms in your rectum squirming against the inside of your anus, and you shudder in disgust. Once you have parked your car, you take a minute to call Doctor Lemmon’s office, and when Cherie answers, you ask if Doctor Lemmon is available.

“Just a minute please,” says Cherie. Then, a moment later, she comes back on the line. “Just putting you through.”

“Hello Penny!” says Doctor Lemmon. “The Mebendazole didn’t work?”

“Briefly,” you reply. “A lot of dead worms came out, but after a few days I started feeling more movement.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” says Doctor Lemmon. “I’d like you to get an MRI – it will help us assess the extent of the issue. Can you get to the hospital this afternoon?”

“Sure,” you reply, and you make a note of her instructions.

Having ended the call, you get out of your car, walk into the building, and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Not great,” you admit. “Need to get an MRI this afternoon. The worms are definitely back.”

“That sucks,” says Tina, looking dismayed. “Do you need the afternoon off?”

You shake your head. “No – I shouldn’t be gone for much more than an hour, I hope.”

You continue chatting with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. Before doing anything else, you message Tina to let her know about your hospital appointment this afternoon. She responds, “Sorry to hear the worms are back! No problem re appointment – and good luck!”

“Thanks,” you reply.

After answering a few emails, you see another instant message from Tina, this one addressed to everyone: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

He really is very good-looking, and you find your heart racing a little as, once again, you hike up your skirt a few inches and perch on the edge of his table. He grins down at your exposed thigh. “Very nice,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“My eyes are up here, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

An hour later, you leave the office and head to the hospital for your appointment. After filling out a questionnaire, you change into a hospital gown, and enter the scan room. You are given a pair of ear plugs, which you put in, and then you climb on to the MRI table.

The scan itself takes about an hour, but it is painless, and you spend the time thinking about Tyler, and wondering if he is attracted to you. Afterwards, you change back into your clothes, and the nurse tells you to call your doctor for the results. You check out at reception, and return to the office.

You have only just sat down when you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

An hour later, you leave the office and head to the hospital for your appointment. After filling out a questionnaire, you change into a hospital gown, and enter the scan room. You are given a pair of ear plugs, which you put in, and then you climb on to the MRI table.

The scan itself takes about an hour, but it is painless, and you spend the time thinking about Tyler, and wondering if he is attracted to you. Afterwards, you change back into your clothes, and the nurse tells you to call your doctor for the results. You check out at reception, and return to the office.

You have only just sat down when you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

An hour later, you leave the office and head to the hospital for your appointment. After filling out a questionnaire, you change into a hospital gown, and enter the scan room. You are given a pair of ear plugs, which you put in, and then you climb on to the MRI table.

The scan itself takes about an hour, but it is painless, and you spend the time thinking about Tyler, and wondering if he is attracted to you. Afterwards, you change back into your clothes, and the nurse tells you to call your doctor for the results. You check out at reception, and return to the office.

You have only just sat down when you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

An hour later, you leave the office and head to the hospital for your appointment. After filling out a questionnaire, you change into a hospital gown, and enter the scan room. You are given a pair of ear plugs, which you put in, and then you climb on to the MRI table.

The scan itself takes about an hour, but it is painless, and you spend the time thinking about Tyler, and wondering if he is attracted to you. Afterwards, you change back into your clothes, and the nurse tells you to call your doctor for the results. You check out at reception, and return to the office.

You have only just sat down when you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler. “I think I’m getting the hang of things.”

“Excellent,” you say.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler’s eyes flick up to your face. “Sorry,” he says, but his smirk does not seem very repentant.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office.

“How did it go?” she asks.

“Fine,” you reply. “I won’t know the results until tomorrow at the earliest, though – the radiologist has to review the images and then report his findings to my doctor.”

Tina nods. “The waiting must suck,” she remarks.

“It does,” you agree.

When you get to the Mason Road office, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

Midway through the evening you realise you can definitely feel squirming in your rectum, and your heart sinks; the worms are definitely back. You sit on the toilet for a while, but cannot push anything out.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

Midway through the evening you realise you can definitely feel squirming in your rectum, and your heart sinks; the worms are definitely back. You sit on the toilet for a while, but cannot push anything out.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

He really is very good-looking, and you find your heart racing a little as, once again, you hike up your skirt a few inches and perch on the edge of his table. He grins down at your exposed thigh. “Very nice,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“My eyes are up here, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, until it occurs to you to call Doctor Lemmon’s office. After putting you on hold for a few minutes, Cherie puts you through to the doctor.

“Hi Penny,” says Doctor Lemmon. “How are you feeling?”

“As well as can be expected,” you reply. “What’s the news? Do you have my results?”

“I just finished reviewing them,” says the doctor. “The good news is that the worms are concentrated mainly in the large intestine rather than the small intestine, which means that the impact on your nutrient uptake is minimal. Additionally, although the worms are effectively blocking your colon, there seems to be no significant build-up of faecal matter behind them. They seem to be consuming it all and excreting almost nothing themselves – which is very strange indeed.”

“Okay...?” you say. “And the bad news?”

“Well,” says Doctor Lemmon, “the bad news is that I’ve never heard of a case like this. The behaviour and life cycle of these worms are unlike those of Ascaris lumbricoides. We may be looking at a new species – and there, I’m afraid, I’m a little out of my depth. I’d like to refer you to a specialist in the field of parasitology – his name is Salman Kapoor, and he’s actually based at this hospital, which is serendipitous. If you’re amenable, I’ll give you his number and you can set up an appointment.”

“Sure,” you say, though you are feeling a little uncomfortable at the thought of discussing this topic with a man.

She gives you the number, and once you have hung up with Doctor Lemmon, you call Doctor Kapoor’s office right away. Unfortunately he is in Seattle this week for a conference, so you grab the earliest available appointment, and resign yourself to putting up with your unwanted guests until then.

With a sigh, you get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, getting some training from Justin.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler. “I think I’m getting the hang of things.”

“Excellent,” you say.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler’s eyes flick up to your face. “Sorry,” he says, but his smirk does not seem very repentant.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office. There, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina looks upset as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says.

“What’s wrong?” you inquire, concerned.

“You probably know that Glenda’s retiring,” she says. “I had been hoping to get her job – God knows I’ve earned it. But Ryan just told me he’s giving the job to Cliff!”

Your jaw drops. “But Cliff’s been a manager for what, all of ten minutes?”

“Exactly,” growls Tina. “But they’re bowling buddies, and golf buddies, and who knows whatever the fuck else. It stinks.”

“It’s outrageous!” you say. “Isn’t there something you can do about it?”

Tina shrugs. “Like what? Sue? Ryan’s the MD – he can promote who he likes. I doubt I’d gain anything by suing except a whole lot of legal bills. No – I’ll probably just quit.”

“Quit?” you echo, dismayed. “You can’t quit, Tina! What would we do without you?”

Tina chuckles. “You’d be fine. You might even get my job, Penny! But hush – let’s not jump the gun. I haven’t made a decision yet. I’m just kinda pissed right now, that’s all.”

“Understandably,” you remark.

You chat with her for a couple more minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

He really is very good-looking, and you find your heart racing a little as, once again, you hike up your skirt a few inches and perch on the edge of his table. He grins down at your exposed thigh. “Very nice,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“My eyes are up here, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler. “I think I’m getting the hang of things.”

“Excellent,” you say.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler’s eyes flick up to your face. “Sorry,” he says, but his smirk does not seem very repentant.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office, while you grimace at the horrible sensation of worms wriggling just inside your anus. Once you arrive at the office, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the distraction of countless worms wriggling around in your rectum. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As soon as you wake up, you can feel the worms in your rectum squirming around, and you shudder in disgust. Then, as usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

Not long afterwards, you stiffen in alarm as there suddenly comes upon you an urge to defecate so powerful that you cannot resist it even for a moment. Your anus opens up, and a torrent of worms spews out into your panties. You immediately get up and rush to the ladies’ restroom, where you dump into the toilet bowl a dozen or so roundworms, then pull from between your buttocks a couple more, whose squirming bodies are dangling from your anus. Having flushed the toilet and washed your hands, you return to your desk, a little shaken.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

Not long afterwards, you stiffen in alarm as there suddenly comes upon you an urge to defecate so powerful that you cannot resist it even for a moment. Your anus opens up, and a torrent of worms spews out into your panties. You immediately get up and rush to the ladies’ restroom, where you dump into the toilet bowl a dozen or so roundworms, then pull from between your buttocks a couple more, whose squirming bodies are dangling from your anus. Having flushed the toilet and washed your hands, you return to your desk, a little shaken.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

Your heart racing a little, you once again hike up your skirt a few inches and perch on the edge of his table. He grins down at your exposed thigh. “Very nice,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“My eyes are up here, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler. “I feel like I’ve got a pretty good handle on the job now.”

“Excellent,” you say.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler’s eyes flick up to your face. “Sorry,” he says, but his smirk does not seem very repentant.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office, while you grimace at the horrible sensation of worms wriggling just inside your anus. Once you arrive at the office, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the distraction of countless worms wriggling around in your rectum. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

At about 10:30pm, several worms suddenly slither out of your anus, and you curse as you jump to your feet and rush to the bathroom. You are about to dump the worms into the toilet when it occurs to you that you should probably keep them to show Doctor Kapoor at your appointment tomorrow. You put them into a Tupperware container, which you seal and put in the fridge.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

At about 10:30pm, several worms suddenly slither out of your anus, and you curse as you jump to your feet and rush to the bathroom. You are about to dump the worms into the toilet when it occurs to you that you should probably keep them to show Doctor Kapoor at your appointment tomorrow. You put them into a Tupperware container, which you seal and put in the fridge.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As soon as you wake up, you can feel the worms in your rectum squirming around, and you shudder in disgust. Then, as usual, you get up and shower, then put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head out to your car.

This morning, however, you drive straight to the hospital for your appointment with their resident parasitologist, Doctor Salman Kapoor. After a short wait, you are directed to his office.

He is a middle-aged Indian man with grey hair and a ready (if slightly creepy) smile. He gestures for you to sit down, and as you do so, you place on his desk your Tupperware containing the worms you collected last night.

“Ah!” he says, taking the container and opening it up. “Yes – most interesting! Not lumbricoides, certainly. But what?” His accent is quite heavy. “Miss Farthing, please describe your symptoms, in detail, from the first moment you became aware of the worms.”

As you tell him the whole story, he alternated between nodding and furrowing his brow. Eventually he stops you. “Where in Africa were you staying?” he asks.

“Libreville in Gabon, and Naivasha in Kenya,” you reply.

Doctor Kapoor nods. “Very nice,” he says. “Did you enjoy your visit?”

“Not really,” you confess. “I mean, Africa was lovely, but my boyfriend and I fought constantly, and broke up three days before we came back. It was kind of a nightmare actually. And apparently I ate worm eggs too, which just makes the whole trip all the more awesome.”

“Well here’s the thing,” says Doctor Kapoor. “I almost predicted you would say Kenya, because I discovered a paper in a rather obscure medical journal about two very similar cases in Kenya four years ago. In both cases, a major symptom was a cessation of defecation in the patient. The author of the paper was of the opinion that the worms were consuming all faecal matter and excreting only liquid waste. Some of that liquid was absorbed by the intestine and processed via the kidneys, while the rest became a slime which lubricated the movement of the worms within the colon, and was often excreted along with several worms at periodic intervals.”

“The worms are slimy when they come out,” you confirm. “But I’m not that interested in the life cycle. The question is, can you get rid of them?”

“That is a very good question!” says Doctor Kapoor. “I will certainly do my best. But it may not be easy. The giant roundworm’s life cycle is such that if good standards of hygiene are maintained, just getting rid of the adults with an appropriate medication is usually sufficient to cure the condition. But your worms are, I believe, roseate roundworms – Ascaroides roseae – which have a more problematic life cycle. We don’t know very much about it yet, but your case will certainly help us to learn more.”

Your heart sinks at this discouraging news. “What’s the next step, then?” you ask.

“I’d like to take a blood test,” says the doctor. “The Kenyan patients were suffering from a mild Vitamin K deficiency, which is easily correctable with a daily tablet, but we should figure out whether you need to be taking that. I would also like to perform a short exam, today, of your rectum.”

Your cheeks flush immediately. “Oh!” you say. “Um ... I wasn’t prepared for that.”

“No preparation is necessary,” says Doctor Kapoor cheerfully. “Normally for a colonoscopy you would need to fast for a day before the exam, but in your case this will not be necessary. I just need to get a look at the worms, and I do not need to go in very far for that. Just take off your shoes and panties please, then climb on to the table and lie on your side.”

Rather reluctantly, you kick off your shoes, then you pull down your panties and climb up on to the exam table. You lie down on your side, then gasp as the doctor comes over and hoists your skirt up around your hips. “Pull your knees up to your chest please,” he says.

You do so, and then you jump as Doctor Kapoor’s fingers begin rubbing something cold and wet around your anal opening. “This is just a little gel,” he explains, “to lubricate the endoscope.” Then you feel him slowly inserting something into your anus. “Try to relax,” he says. “Even bear down a little, as if you are defecating. That will make it feel more comfortable. Good. Now I’m going to blow some air into your colon to inflate it – you’ll feel like you need to defecate.”

As he pumps air into your bowel, you grimace as the need to poop grows more intense. “Ah yes, there they are,” he says. “Would you like to see?”

You are a little curious, but also highly embarrassed. After a moment’s thought, you reply,

“Um, sure.”

“No thanks.”

The doctor wheels around a table on which sits a monitor, until it is directly in front of your face. You stare at the picture on the screen – your colon, packed with dozens of pale, writhing worms. You shudder in disgust.

“Fascinating, isn’t it?” remarks Doctor Kapoor, grinning happily.

“That’s not how I would describe it,” you mutter.

“No, I suppose not,” acknowledges the doctor. He says nothing for a few moments ... and then you realise he has started sliding the endoscope in and out of your anus with slow, rhythmic strokes. The worms on the monitor retreat into the distance, then approach the camera closely, then retreat again.

“What are you doing?” you ask, feeling increasingly uncomfortable.

“I am checking how the worms respond to tactile stimuli,” says Doctor Kapoor. “But they don’t seem to be responding.” He pulls out the endoscope, and wipes around your anus with a tissue. “You can put your panties back on now.”

Feeling rather humiliated, you descend from the table and put your panties back on. You tug your skirt down, then put on your shoes.

Doctor Kapoor smiles at you. “A nurse will be in shortly to take a blood sample,” he says. “Thank you Penny – I’ll send the results to your doctor. Wanda Lemmon, isn’t it?”

“That’s right,” you confirm.

He leaves, and soon afterwards, a nurse enters. She takes a blood sample from your arm, then she directs you back to reception, where you check out. You drive to work, enter the building, and walk straight to your desk. Sitting down, you switch on your computer, and begin your day’s work.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

“Suit yourself,” says the doctor. He says nothing else for a few moments ... and then you realise he has started sliding the endoscope in and out of your anus with slow, rhythmic strokes.

“What are you doing?” you ask, feeling increasingly uncomfortable.

“I am checking how the worms respond to tactile stimuli,” says Doctor Kapoor. “But they don’t seem to be responding.” He pulls out the endoscope, and wipes around your anus with a tissue. “You can put your panties back on now.”

Feeling rather humiliated, you descend from the table and put your panties back on. You tug your skirt down, then put on your shoes.

Doctor Kapoor smiles at you. “A nurse will be in shortly to take a blood sample,” he says. “Thank you Penny – I’ll send the results to your doctor. Wanda Lemmon, isn’t it?”

“That’s right,” you confirm.

He leaves, and soon afterwards, a nurse enters. She takes a blood sample from your arm, then she directs you back to reception, where you check out. You drive to work, enter the building, and walk straight to your desk. Sitting down, you switch on your computer, and begin your day’s work.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

Your heart racing a little, you once again hike up your skirt a few inches and perch on the edge of his table. He grins down at your exposed thigh. “Very nice,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“My eyes are up here, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler. “I feel like I’ve got a pretty good handle on the job now.”

“Excellent,” you say.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler’s eyes flick up to your face. “Sorry,” he says, but his smirk does not seem very repentant.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office.

“How did it go this morning?” she asks.

“It wasn’t fun,” you remark with a shudder. “The parasitologist seemed a little ... off. He stuck an endoscope up my ass to have a look at the worms, and, well, it just didn’t seem very professional.”

“Uh-oh,” says Tina. “Well let’s hope you don’t have to go back and see him again.”

Once you arrive at the office, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the distraction of countless worms wriggling around in your rectum. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As you wake up, you gasp as you feel a bunch of worms wriggling not just inside your rectum, but in your panties as well. They must have come out of your anus during the night. You can feel them writhing between your buttocks and squirming against your pussy. You can even feel one of them...

“Oh Jesus!” you exclaim, leaping out of bed and dashing to the bathroom. You yank your panties down, then make a grab for the worm in your vagina. Fortunately it is only partially inside you, and is easily removed. Shuddering in revulsion, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Another day, another dollar...

As you wake up, you shudder as you feel worms in your panties again. You can feel them writhing between your buttocks and wriggling against your pussy. You can even feel squirming inside your vagina.

“Ugh!” you exclaim, jumping out of bed and hurrying to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then make a grab for the worms in your vagina. Fortunately they are not fully inside you, and you are able to remove them easily enough. Shuddering in revulsion, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a knee-length skirt, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s up?”

You have a nice little chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling at you.

“Hey Justin,” you reply. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

Your heart racing a little, you once again hike up your skirt a few inches and perch on the edge of his table. He grins down at your exposed thigh. “Maybe you should just wear a shorter skirt,” he says cheekily.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide to call your doctor. Cherie puts you on hold for a couple of minutes, and when she comes back, she says, “I’m sorry, Penny, we haven’t received Doctor Kapoor’s report yet.”

“Okay,” you say with a sigh. “Thanks Cherie.”

You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler. “I feel like I’ve got a pretty good handle on the job now.”

“Excellent,” you say.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler grins. “I would!” he says.

You smirk, then say, “I’ll think about it.” In fact, the idea rather excites you, and you resolve to have a look through your closet for something shorter, yet work-appropriate.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office, while you grimace at the horrible sensation of worms wriggling just inside your anus. Once you arrive at the office, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the distraction of countless worms wriggling around in your rectum. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. You butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office, while you grimace at the horrible sensation of worms wriggling just inside your anus. Once you arrive at the office, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the distraction of countless worms wriggling around in your rectum. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As you wake up, you shudder as you realise that once again there are worms in your panties. You can feel them writhing between your buttocks and wriggling against your pussy. You can even feel at least one squirming inside your vagina.

“Ugh!” you exclaim, jumping out of bed and trotting through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then grab at a worm that is sticking out of your vagina. Once you have removed it, you stick a finger inside, and find another worm, which you also pull out. With a shudder of disgust, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

You take a shower, then get dressed. Today, instead of a knee-length skirt, you wear a black miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh. You are a little nervous about getting into trouble (the company’s official dress code stipulates that skirts should be “no shorter than 3 inches above the knee”), but you are looking forward to seeing Tyler’s reaction. If today goes well, you have two or three other skirts of a similar length that you could wear in the future.

You finish getting dressed, apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina’s eyes widen as you enter. “Oh my!” she says. “Who are you and what have you done with Penny?”

You laugh, a little nervously. “Too short?” you inquire.

“Well it’s in breach of the dress code,” says Tina, “but you wouldn’t be the first person to do that. I’ve seen Jenna and Allison in skirts of that length, and as far as I know they’ve never got into trouble for it. Besides, you look great! Is this for our latest team-member, by any chance...?”

You blush. “Have I been that obvious?”

Tina grins. “Not at all,” she assures you. “I’m just very perceptive. Well, good luck – I hope he appreciates it!”

You chat with her for a couple more minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says. Then he notices your skirt. “Wow!”

“I take it you approve?” you ask with a smirk, as you sweep past him.

“Totally!” you hear him reply.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says. “You look ... nice!”

“Thank you Warren!” you reply with a smile as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

Your new look seems popular – perhaps you should have tried wearing shorter skirts years ago! You originally went with the knee-length look because you felt it made you look professional – and it does – but it’s certainly nice to get some positive feedback for this change.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

A moment later, you receive an instant message from Tyler: “I’m loving the new look!”

You giggle quietly to yourself, then reply, “Thank you. It doesn’t seem too unprofessional, does it?”

“Not at all,” he responds. “You look awesome!”

Feeling quite pleased with yourself, you get back to work. At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “What’s with the new look?”

You chuckle. “I was getting tired of the knee-length thing. Just wanted to remind people I’m young and fun.”

“Well it suits you,” Ford says warmly. “You look very nice.”

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling down at your legs. “New outfit today, huh?” He licks his lips, and you wonder whether he has just caught a glimpse of your panties up your skirt. Surely not...

“Hey Justin,” you reply, quickly placing your hands in your lap. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin, finally lifting his eyes to your face. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

Your heart racing a little, you perch on the edge of his table, acutely aware of how much leg you are showing, and of the fact that, with your legs apart like this, Tyler can probably see a little way up your skirt. He grins down at your hemline. “That ... is a nice skirt,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“Eyes up here please, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide to call your doctor. Cherie puts you on hold for a couple of minutes, and when she comes back, she says, “I’m sorry, Penny, we haven’t received Doctor Kapoor’s report yet.”

“Okay,” you say with a sigh. “Thanks Cherie.”

You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, you cannot help noticing that your legs are attracting a few glances, particularly from male passers-by. Concerned that they might be able to see up your skirt, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler chuckles as he looks up at your face. “Sorry, sorry,” he says.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office, while you grimace at the horrible sensation of worms wriggling just inside your anus. At one point Tina glances down at your bare legs. “Goodness, that skirt gets even shorter when you sit down, doesn’t it? You might want to keep your legs hidden from Ryan; I’ve no idea how he feels about miniskirts, but just in case...”

“Point taken,” you say.

Once you arrive at the office, the two of you head straight for the main conference room where, finding it empty, you quickly sit down, hiding your legs beneath the table. One by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the distraction of countless worms wriggling around in your rectum. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As you wake up, you initially feel rather horny, but then you shudder as you realise your panties are again full of worms. You can feel them writhing between your buttocks and wriggling against your pussy. You can even feel squirming inside your vagina.

“Goddammit,” you mutter, climbing out of bed and trotting through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then pull several worms out of your vagina. Some of them are not fully inside you, and you are able to remove those easily enough; the rest you manage to fish out with your fingers. With a shudder of disgust, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says. Then he glances down at your skirt. “Nice!”

You smirk as you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply with a smile as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!”

“You too,” he replies, and he turns and heads for the door.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling down at your legs. He grins, and you can’t help wondering how far he can see up your skirt.

“Hey Justin,” you reply, quickly placing your hands in your lap. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin, finally lifting his eyes to your face. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

Your heart racing a little, you perch on the edge of his table, acutely aware of how much leg you are showing, and of the fact that, with your legs apart like this, Tyler can probably see a little way up your skirt. He grins down at your hemline. “Nice skirt,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“Eyes up here please, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide to call your doctor. Cherie puts you on hold for a couple of minutes, and when she comes back, she says, “Just putting you through now.”

“Okay!” you say, relieved. “Thanks Cherie.”

“Hi Penny,” says Doctor Lemmon. “I’ve reviewed Doctor Kapoor’s report. Would you like to discuss it now over the phone, or come in for an appointment?”

“Now please!” you say. “I don’t want to wait any longer.”

“Sure,” says Doctor Lemmon. “Okay. So, what you’re infected with is a roundworm called Ascaroides roseae. It’s rare and hasn’t been studied much, but there are numerous drugs we can try. Doctor Kapoor wants you to try a drug called Piperazine first. If that doesn’t work, we’ll move on to the next drug. Would you like me to send a prescription to your local pharmacy?”

“Thank you – yes – that’d be great,” you say.

“He also wants you to stop by his office daily – or as often as you can manage – for an exam, so he can monitor the effects of each drug on the worms. I know that’s probably not much fun for you, but please consider it – your case could give the medical community a lot of much-needed data on this parasite. Also, he says he won’t charge you for those exams, since it’s in the scientific interest.”

“Um ... okay...” you say. The thought of going back to see Doctor Kapoor makes your stomach cramp ... but should you stay away from his office, if it would mean depriving the medical community of valuable information?

“Well, if you decide to go see him,” continues Doctor Lemmon, “he says the best time is during his lunch hour – between twelve and one o’clock.”

Coincidentally, this is the same as your own lunch hour. “Okay, I’ll bear that in mind,” you say guardedly.

“Thank you,” says Doctor Lemmon. “Good luck with the Piperazine!”

“Thanks,” you reply, and you hang up.

You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you drive to Rite Aid and pick up your prescription, then you return to the office, drop off your car, and walk to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, you cannot help noticing that your legs are attracting a few glances, particularly from male passers-by. Concerned that they might be able to see up your skirt, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler chuckles as he looks up at your face. “Sorry, sorry,” he says.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office, while you grimace at the horrible sensation of worms wriggling just inside your anus. Once you arrive at the office, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the distraction of countless worms wriggling around in your rectum. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As you wake up, you initially feel rather horny, but then you shudder as you realise your panties are again full of worms. You can feel them writhing between your buttocks and wriggling against your pussy. You can even feel them squirming inside your vagina.

“Ugh,” you mutter, climbing out of bed and trotting through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. With a shudder of disgust, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says. Then he glances down at your skirt. “Nice!”

You smirk as you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply with a smile as you take the box. “Thanks for these – have a good day!” But then you gasp as a cramp hits your lower intestine, and although you try to stem the flow, you cannot stop a tangled column of worms from slithering out of your anus. To your horror, the worms keep coming, filling the seat of your panties ... and then you feel wet contacts on the backs of your legs as a few of them squirm out of your panties and fall on the floor. “Oh my God!” you wail.

“Shit!” exclaims Warren, staring at the fallen worms, which are wriggling around blindly on the floor between your feet. “What’s going on?”

“Ugh – just please take the bagels, Warren!” you exclaim.

Warren steps forward and takes the box, and you stoop to pick up the fallen worms. “Please don’t tell anyone about this, Warren,” you say. “I picked these things up in Africa and I’m on medication to get rid of them.”

“Oh my God, how terrible for you!” says Warren sympathetically. “But maybe this means the meds are working...?”

“Maybe!” you reply, looking around for a receptacle to put the worms in. You are holding six wriggling specimens in your hands. Seeing nothing suitable available, you realise that the best place for the worms is probably with their brethren in your panties. There, at least, they will be concealed by your skirt. But you certainly don’t want Warren seeing you putting them in there.

“Anything I can do to help?” Warren inquires.

“Can you turn around?” you ask him desperately.

“Yes, of course,” he says, and he turns his back on you. You hastily pull your skirt up around your waist, tug open the front of your panties, and drop the worms inside. By now, however, two more worms have dropped on the floor; you stoop to pick these up, and tuck them into your panties with the others.

You can feel some of the worms already beginning to explore the opening of your vagina, and you are anxious to get to the restroom as soon as possible. “Warren,” you say, “could you please wait a couple of minutes while I go and deal with this situation?”

“Sure – no problem,” he says.

“Thanks!” You pull your skirt back down, then hurry through the door and back past all the IT staff towards the restrooms. Luckily, no further worms escape from your panties on the way, and soon you are safely locked in a toilet stall. You pull your panties down, and shudder at the sheer number of writhing worms inside. You dump them into the toilet bowl, then you pull out of your vagina a couple of worms that were trying to get back inside you. Lastly, you pull out of your anus several worms that have only partially emerged. Finally, all of the worms are in the toilet, squirming around and trying ineffectively to climb up the sides of the bowl. You flush, pull your panties back up, fix your skirt, then leave the stall and wash your hands.

When you return to the lobby, however, Warren is gone. So are the bagels. Confused, you return to the accounts department, to find Tyler has fetched the bagels himself. “Warren said you had to run to the bathroom,” he says. “I don’t need details, but are you okay?”

“Fine thanks,” you say airily. “Thanks for getting the bagels.”

You take a bagel for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

A little later, without warning, your bowels suddenly cramp up, and worms begin forcing their way out of your anus and into your panties. You rush to the restroom, where you lock yourself in a stall and pull down your panties. By now the flow has stopped, but there are at least two dozen worms in your panties, and several more are dangling from your anus.

Before long, you have transferred all of the worms into the toilet bowl. You flush, leave the stall, wash your hands, and then return to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling down at your legs. He grins, and you can’t help wondering how far he can see up your skirt.

“Hey Justin,” you reply, quickly placing your hands in your lap. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin, finally lifting his eyes to your face. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

Your heart racing a little, you perch on the edge of his table, acutely aware of how much leg you are showing, and of the fact that, with your legs apart like this, Tyler can probably see a little way up your skirt. He grins down at your hemline. “Nice skirt,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“Eyes up here please, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, you cannot help noticing that your legs are attracting a few glances, particularly from male passers-by. Concerned that they might be able to see up your skirt, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler chuckles as he looks up at your face. “Sorry, sorry,” he says.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office, while you grimace at the horrible sensation of worms wriggling just inside your anus. Once you arrive at the office, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the distraction of countless worms wriggling around in your rectum. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, having first taken your meds with a glass of water. You spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You take your meds with a glass of water, eat your meal in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As you wake up, you find you are again feeling rather horny, and you realise this is because once again your panties are full of worms, some of which are writhing against your pussy and arousing your clitoris. Others are squirming between your buttocks and wriggling around inside your vagina.

“Ugh,” you mutter in disgust. With a sigh, you climb out of bed and stumble sleepily to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says. Then he glances down at your skirt. “Nice!”

You smirk as you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply with a cautious smile as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“How are you feeling today?” he asks. “Any better?”

“I’m feeling fine,” you tell him. “Still got the same problem though.”

“Well I hope you manage to fix it soon,” says Warren kindly. “Have a good day, Penny.”

“Thanks Warren,” you say. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find something odd: the list of customers ranked by sales volume does not match the list of customers ranked by revenue. This is not in itself unusual – customers order different products of different value, after all – but one customer, KleinTapp, seems to be way out of alignment. You check back through your archived reports, and what you find is intriguing: KleinTapp’s volume to revenue ratio is consistently a lot higher than any other customer’s. You only noticed today because, for once, they cracked the top ten for volume, and from an accounting standpoint, you know they are a relatively small player.

So you dig deeper. And the more you examine their account history, the more disturbed you become. Someone, it seems, has been favouring KleinTapp with an excessive number of rebates and incentive programs. To a certain extent these are discretionary, but KleinTapp’s sales rep has clearly gone way overboard. You look up the name of KleinTapp’s sales rep: Drea Klemp.

You gather the evidence together, and write up a report in an email to Tina. You send it to her, and wait. Two minutes later, she sends you an instant message: “Holy shit!”

“I know, right?” you reply.

“Leave it with me,” is Tina’s next message. “This’ll create some fireworks.”

“What do I do about the report?” you inquire.

“Just send it,” responds Tina. “Nobody will notice what you noticed.”

You send out the report, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling down at your legs. He grins, and you can’t help wondering how far he can see up your skirt.

“Hey Justin,” you reply, quickly placing your hands in your lap. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin, finally lifting his eyes to your face. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

Your heart racing a little, you perch on the edge of his table, acutely aware of how much leg you are showing, and of the fact that, with your legs apart like this, Tyler can probably see a little way up your skirt. He grins down at your hemline. “Nice skirt,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“Eyes up here please, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, you cannot help noticing that your legs are attracting a few glances, particularly from male passers-by. Concerned that they might be able to see up your skirt, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler chuckles as he looks up at your face. “Sorry, sorry,” he says.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office, while you grimace at the horrible sensation of worms wriggling just inside your anus. Once you arrive at the office, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the distraction of countless worms wriggling around in your rectum. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to take it...

back to the office.

down to the lake.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – I think you should come, and present your findings from this morning.”

“Oh!” you reply, feeling suddenly anxious. “Okay...”

Continue.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, you cannot help noticing that your legs are attracting a few glances, particularly from male passers-by. Concerned that they might be able to see up your skirt, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – I think you should come, and present your findings from this morning.”

“Oh!” you reply, feeling suddenly anxious. “Okay...”

Continue.

You return to the office and eat your panini at your desk. After you have finished your lunch, you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – I think you should come, and present your findings from this morning.”

“Oh!” you reply, feeling suddenly anxious. “Okay...”

Continue.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – I think you should come, and present your findings from this morning.”

“Oh!” you reply, feeling suddenly anxious. “Okay...”

Continue.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office, while you grimace at the horrible sensation of worms wriggling just inside your anus. Once you arrive at the office, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you fidget nervously. Then it is Tina’s turn. After reporting some mundane financial statistics, she says, “And now I’d like to hand over to Penny, who discovered something unusual this morning.”

All eyes turn towards you, and you blush crimson. “Yes,” you say. “Well, I saw that KleinTapp was our tenth biggest customer for sales volume last month ... but they are ranked eighteenth for revenue. Looking back through previous months, I saw that for the past ten months, they’ve been paying – on average – just 85% of what other companies are paying for the same products. Now I know it’s not unusual to discount a product for a particular customer as part of an incentive program to get a large sales volume of another, higher margin product ... but with KleinTapp there’s no apparent compensation for these discounts and rebates. Overall, our margin on this account is 2.1% – not low enough to register as a loss, but well below the 9.3% average for our customer base as a whole. And when you factor in overhead ... we’re losing money on the account.”

Astonished murmuring ripples around the table. Ryan, however, has already been briefed on your report by Glenda. He says, “Thank you for bringing this to our attention, Penny. Can you estimate our resulting lost revenue?”

“Well, they do take a fairly high proportion of low margin products,” you reply, “so they probably wouldn’t be expected to hit that 9.3%. I estimate that they should be around 6.4%. In which case, over the past ten months, they’ve underpaid us by about $700,000.”

“Jesus!” exclaims Bill, the marketing director.

“I’ve been in touch with our lawyers,” says Ryan, “and we will be pursuing legal action against both Drea and KleinTapp. Thank you Penny – excellent work.”

You beam with pride, and Tina pats your arm. “Well done,” she whispers. After the meeting, you and she return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As you wake up, feeling horny, you grimace at the disgusting yet familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual you can feel them writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina. You rub your eyes sleepily, and then throw back the covers and climb out of bed.

You stretch, then walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and...

stop by Tina’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Tina smiles as you enter. “Hey Penny,” she says. “How are you this morning?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply.

You chat with her for a couple of minutes, then head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see an instant message from Tina: “Bagels are here – can someone pick them up?”

Will you...

volunteer?

let someone else get them?

You type “I’ll get them”, and then you get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says. Then he glances down at your skirt. “Nice!”

You smirk as you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply with a cautious smile as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“How are you feeling today?” he asks. “Any better?”

“I’m feeling fine,” you tell him. “Still got the same problem though.”

“Well I hope you manage to fix it soon,” says Warren kindly. “Have a good day, Penny.”

“Thanks Warren,” you say. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

After a short while, a response from your colleague Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling down at your legs. He grins, and you can’t help wondering how far he can see up your skirt.

“Hey Justin,” you reply, quickly placing your hands in your lap. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin, finally lifting his eyes to your face. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

Your heart racing a little, you perch on the edge of his table, acutely aware of how much leg you are showing, and of the fact that, with your legs apart like this, Tyler can probably see a little way up your skirt. He grins down at your hemline. “Another nice skirt,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“Eyes up here please, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, you cannot help noticing that your legs are attracting a few glances, particularly from male passers-by. Concerned that they might be able to see up your skirt, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Thank you for coming, Miss Farthing,” he says. “Please, come this way.” He leads you to an exam room, and asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’ll just lubricate your anus,” says Doctor Kapoor.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it deep into your rectum. He thrusts it in and out a couple of times, then withdraws it, and slowly pushes his endoscope into your anus. You wince only a little.

“Hmm,” he says. “Not much change in appearance or behaviour. There do seem to be a few more of them than last time though.” He gently slides the endoscope in and out for a couple more minutes, while you grow increasingly uncomfortable. But eventually he pulls it out, and wipes around your anus with a tissue.

“Okay, you can put your panties back on now,” he says. “The results are a little disappointing, but please continue with the meds for now. We’ll give it a few more days before we try something else.”

“All right,” you say, just glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and drive back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, you receive an instant message from Tina: “Heading over to mason road – wanna come?”

You think about it, then decide to...

go to Mason Road with Tina.

stay here.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler chuckles as he looks up at your face. “Sorry, sorry,” he says.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office, while you grimace at the sensation of worms wriggling just inside your anus. Once you arrive at the office, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, you and Tina return to Chapel Street.

Back at your desk, you spend the rest of the day hard at work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the distraction of countless worms wriggling around in your rectum. Soon enough, it is five o’clock.

Continue.

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties. This happens several times, and you get a little annoyed with having to make frequent trips to the bathroom.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties. This happens several times, and you get a little annoyed with having to make frequent trips to the bathroom.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You leave the building with Tina, and she drives you the short distance to the Mason Road office, while you grimace at the sensation of worms wriggling just inside your anus. Once you arrive at the office, the two of you head straight for the main conference room, where, one by one, the other attendees join you. Finally Ryan Vincent walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. After the meeting, Tina says, “Excuse me a moment – I’m just going to have a quick word with Ryan.”

“Okay,” you say, and you wait for her by the front entrance.

Five minutes go by, then ten. You are just beginning to get impatient, when suddenly Tina comes storming down the corridor, looking very upset. “That’s it!” she exclaims. “I’ve quit!”

“No!” you gasp, appalled.

“Yup!” she says, blinking back tears. “Come on, let’s get out of here.”

On the way back to Chapel Street, you get the whole story. Tina laid into Ryan about his decision to give Cliff Glenda’s job, and Ryan’s attempts to justify his decision were, in Tina’s estimation, “pathetic”. Eventually he simply said he was tired of talking about it, and if she didn’t like it, she could quit. So she quit.

“Hopefully you’ll get my job,” says Tina. “You certainly deserve it. But fight for it, okay? Your report on Drea Klemp impressed Ryan – leverage that.”

“I’ll do my best!” you say. “But I do wish you hadn’t quit! What will you do now?”

“I’ve been sitting on a job offer for a week now,” says Tina. “I’ll probably take that. Smaller company, but it’s growing. I think it’ll be a good opportunity.”

Back at the Chapel Street office, she gives you a hug. “Take care, honey,” she says. “Oh look – here’s Dani to make sure I don’t do anything naughty while I clean out my office.”

You wish her all the best, then you hog and break the news to your colleagues, who are all stunned. “That sucks ass!” exclaims Janine.

“Yup,” you agree. “Anyway she’s cleaning out her office right now, but I’m sure she’ll stop by in a few minutes to say goodbye.”

Indeed she does, and there are a few hugs and tears before she finally leaves. Afterwards, the mood in the accounts department is sombre, and not much work gets done. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent, so you decide to call it a day.

Continue.

Remaining at your desk, you spend some time chatting with Ford, Justin, and Tyler, but you still manage to get a lot done, despite the distraction of countless worms wriggling around in your rectum.

But then, tragedy strikes. Tina appears, looking rather tearful. “I’m sorry to tell you this, guys, but ... I’m afraid I just quit my job.”

Everyone jumps to their feet. “No!” you exclaim. “What on Earth happened?”

Tina sighs. “I kinda fell out with Ryan,” she says. “We had a fight; I quit. End of story.”

“That’s awful!” you say, stunned.

“Hopefully you’ll get my job, Penny,” says Tina. “You certainly deserve it. But fight for it, okay? Your report on Drea Klemp impressed Ryan – leverage that.”

“Oh! Um ... okay...” you say.

Tina hugs each one of you. “Well, I’d best clean out my office. It’s been great being your boss, guys. Sorry it ended this way.” She hugs each one of you, and then leaves.

Afterwards, the mood in the accounts department is sombre, and not much work gets done. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent, so you decide to call it a day.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties. This happens several times, and you get a little annoyed with having to make frequent trips to the bathroom.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties. This happens several times, and you get a little annoyed with having to make frequent trips to the bathroom.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As you wake up, feeling horny, you grimace at the disgusting yet familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual you can feel them writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina. You rub your eyes sleepily, and then throw back the covers and climb out of bed.

You stretch, then walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head to Glenda Tovey’s office. For the time being at least, in Tina’s absence you will report to her.

“Hello Penny,” she says warmly as you appear in her doorway. “Come in.”

“Hi Glenda,” you say. “I’d like to apply for Tina’s job please.”

“Right to the point!” says Glenda, amused. “Well of course – that’s an excellent idea. I believe the job will be posted today – it’ll have to be advertised externally too, of course, but I’m sure Cliff will want to fill the position with someone experienced in the workings of this department. Particularly since he himself is a newcomer. Just brush up your résumé, apply for the job ... and good luck!”

“You won’t have a say in it?” you inquire.

Glenda shakes her head. “I’ll put in a good word for you, but I’m only here until Friday. It’ll totally be Cliff’s decision.”

“Okay,” you say glumly. “I do wish Tina had got your job.”

“Yeah, I feel bad for Tina,” says Glenda. “But Cliff’s a smart young man – I think he’ll do an outstanding job. You should spend some time with him, if you want him to give you Tina’s job. And ... oh yes ... do you think you could present the accounts department stats at the afternoon meetings at Mason Road?”

“Sure, I can do that,” you reply, with a shiver of nervousness.

“Thanks,” says Glenda. “Good luck!”

You leave her office, and...

stop by Cliff’s office.

go straight to your desk.

Cliff is not currently in his office, so you head back to the accounts department and sit down at your desk.

After answering a few emails, you get a phone call. It is Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Tina wasn’t answering, so...”

“Tina left the company yesterday,” you tell him. “You might as well just call me from now on.”

“Oh!” says Warren. “Okay.”

“Be right there,” you say, then you hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you get a phone call. It is Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Tina wasn’t answering, so...”

“Tina left the company yesterday,” you tell him. “You might as well just call me from now on.”

“Oh!” says Warren. “Okay.”

“Be right there,” you say, then you hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says. Then he glances down at your skirt, and grins.

You smirk as you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply with a cautious smile as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“How are you doing today?” he asks. “Any ... improvement?”

“Not yet,” you reply with a sigh.

“Sorry to hear that,” says Warren kindly. “Have a good day, Penny.”

“Thanks Warren,” you say. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling down at your legs. He grins, and you can’t help wondering how far he can see up your skirt.

“Hey Justin,” you reply, quickly placing your hands in your lap. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin, finally lifting his eyes to your face. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

Your heart racing a little, you perch on the edge of his table, acutely aware of how much leg you are showing, and of the fact that, with your legs apart like this, Tyler can probably see a little way up your skirt. He grins down at your hemline. “Another nice skirt,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“Eyes up here please, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming very actively inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where Ryan is standing outside in the corridor, chatting with Kisha Meadows, the logistics director. Kisha looks you up and down disapprovingly. “That skirt’s a little short for the office, isn’t it Penny?”

Your cheeks flush, and you reply,

“I’m sorry – I’ll bear that in mind for the future.”

“No, I don’t think so.”

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, you cannot help noticing that your legs are attracting a few glances, particularly from male passers-by. Concerned that they might be able to see up your skirt, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming very actively inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where Ryan is standing outside in the corridor, chatting with Kisha Meadows, the logistics director. Kisha looks you up and down disapprovingly. “That skirt’s a little short for the office, isn’t it Penny?”

Your cheeks flush, and you reply,

“I’m sorry – I’ll bear that in mind for the future.”

“No, I don’t think so.”

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Thank you for coming, Miss Farthing,” he says. “Please, come this way.” He leads you to an exam room, and asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’ll just lubricate your anus,” says Doctor Kapoor.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it deep into your rectum. He thrusts it in and out a couple of times, then withdraws it, and slowly pushes his endoscope into your anus. You wince only a little.

“Hmm,” he says. “Not much change in appearance or behaviour. There do seem to be a few more of them than last time though.” He gently slides the endoscope in and out for a couple more minutes, while you grow increasingly uncomfortable. But eventually he pulls it out, and wipes around your anus with a tissue.

“Okay, you can put your panties back on now,” he says. “The results are a little disappointing, but please continue with the meds for now. We’ll give it a few more days before we try something else.”

“All right,” you say, just glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and drive back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming very actively inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where Ryan is standing outside in the corridor, chatting with Kisha Meadows, the logistics director. Kisha looks you up and down disapprovingly. “That skirt’s a little short for the office, isn’t it Penny?”

Your cheeks flush, and you reply,

“I’m sorry – I’ll bear that in mind for the future.”

“No, I don’t think so.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming very actively inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where Ryan is standing outside in the corridor, chatting with Kisha Meadows, the logistics director. Kisha looks you up and down disapprovingly. “That skirt’s a little short for the office, isn’t it Penny?”

Your cheeks flush, and you reply,

“I’m sorry – I’ll bear that in mind for the future.”

“No, I don’t think so.”

“Good thanks,” says Tyler.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler chuckles as he looks up at your face. “Sorry, sorry,” he says.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Ryan laughs. “Never mind Ms Pantsuit over here, Penny. There’s nothing wrong with your skirt.”

“It’s unprofessional!” retorts Kisha.

“Why?” asks Ryan, amused.

“Because ... it’s distracting!” says Kisha, getting a little annoyed.

“You’re distracted by Penny’s skirt?” inquires Ryan.

“I’m not, personally, but men will be!” says Kisha.

“I believe I can perform my job perfectly well despite the presence of Penny in a miniskirt,” says Ryan.

“That’s to your credit,” says Kisha, “but most men aren’t ... um...”

“As professional as I am?” suggests Ryan.

“I was going to say ‘gay’,” says Kisha.

“What does my sexual orientation have to do with it?” asks Ryan.

“You can’t deny that most men are wired to be aroused by the sight of women’s legs!” says Kisha impatiently.

By now a small crowd has begun to gather around the two of them, listening to this exchange with interest.

“Are you suggesting that straight men can’t keep their primal impulses in check?” asks Ryan. “I had no idea.”

“I’m saying they shouldn’t have to!” says Kisha. “Not in the office!”

“Oh!” says Ryan. “So if one of my employees says something objectionable, in the office, I can slap him?”

“No!” says Kisha. “Obviously you can and should control SOME of your primal urges – all the time!”

“Like men aroused by miniskirts?” asks Ryan.

“Yes,” concedes Kisha, “but women shouldn’t act in ways that risk causing men to act...”

“Whoa!” says Ryan. “You’re victim-blaming now?”

“No!” says Kisha, shocked and suddenly confused. “Shit.”

“I think you’ve lost the moral high ground, Kisha,” says Ryan with a chuckle. “If you ever had it. Personally I don’t feel a miniskirt is intrinsically unprofessional, but I’m well aware that men can behave unprofessionally around miniskirts. But that’s on them. There’s no excuse for staring, leering, derogatory remarks, unwelcome compliments and advances, or anything of the sort.”

“Fine,” says Kisha with a shrug. “Wear whatever you like, Penny.”

“All right, let’s get this meeting started,” says Ryan. He enters the conference room, and you and the other attendees follow him in.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny, good job,” says Glenda, smiling at you. You smile back happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street, where, finding that Tina’s job has been posted on the company’s intranet, you submit your application. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Ryan laughs. “Well said, Penny. And I agree. There’s nothing wrong with your skirt.”

“It’s unprofessional!” retorts Kisha.

“Why?” asks Ryan, amused.

“Because ... it’s distracting!” says Kisha, getting a little annoyed.

“You’re distracted by Penny’s skirt?” inquires Ryan.

“I’m not, personally, but men will be!” says Kisha.

“I believe I can perform my job perfectly well despite the presence of Penny in a miniskirt,” says Ryan.

“That’s to your credit,” says Kisha, “but most men aren’t ... um...”

“As professional as I am?” suggests Ryan.

“I was going to say ‘gay’,” says Kisha.

“What does my sexual orientation have to do with it?” asks Ryan.

“You can’t deny that most men are wired to be aroused by the sight of women’s legs!” says Kisha impatiently.

By now a small crowd has begun to gather around the two of them, listening to this exchange with interest.

“Are you suggesting that straight men can’t keep their primal impulses in check?” asks Ryan. “I had no idea.”

“I’m saying they shouldn’t have to!” says Kisha. “Not in the office!”

“Oh!” says Ryan. “So if one of my employees says something objectionable, in the office, I can slap him?”

“No!” says Kisha. “Obviously you can and should control SOME of your primal urges – all the time!”

“Like men aroused by miniskirts?” asks Ryan.

“Yes,” concedes Kisha, “but women shouldn’t act in ways that risk causing men to act...”

“Whoa!” says Ryan. “You’re victim-blaming now?”

“No!” says Kisha, shocked and suddenly confused. “Shit.”

“I think you’ve lost the moral high ground, Kisha,” says Ryan with a chuckle. “If you ever had it. Personally I don’t feel a miniskirt is intrinsically unprofessional, but I’m well aware that men can behave unprofessionally around miniskirts. But that’s on them. There’s no excuse for staring, leering, derogatory remarks, unwelcome compliments and advances, or anything of the sort.”

“Fine,” says Kisha with a shrug. “Wear whatever you like, Penny.”

You are surprised and thrilled by Ryan’s support – and impressed with his eloquence.

“All right, let’s get this meeting started,” says Ryan. He enters the conference room, and you and the other attendees follow him in.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny, good job,” says Glenda, smiling at you. You smile back happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street, where, finding that Tina’s job has been posted on the company’s intranet, you submit your application. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties. This happens several times, and you get a little annoyed with having to make frequent trips to the bathroom.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties. This happens several times, and you get a little annoyed with having to make frequent trips to the bathroom.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

As you wake up, feeling horny, you grimace at the disgusting yet familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual you can feel them writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina. You rub your eyes sleepily, and then throw back the covers and climb out of bed.

You stretch, then walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

over to Cliff’s office.

straight for your desk.

Cliff is in his office, but he is on his phone and sounds like he will be a while, so you head back to the accounts department and sit down at your desk.

After answering a few emails, you get a phone call. It is Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you get a phone call. It is Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says. Then he glances down at your skirt, and grins.

You smirk as you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply with a cautious smile as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“How are you doing today?” he asks. “Any ... improvement?”

“Not yet,” you reply with a sigh.

“Sorry to hear that,” says Warren kindly. “Have a good day, Penny.”

“Thanks Warren,” you say. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling down at your legs. He grins, and you can’t help wondering how far he can see up your skirt.

“Hey Justin,” you reply, quickly placing your hands in your lap. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin, finally lifting his eyes to your face. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

Your heart racing a little, you perch on the edge of his table, acutely aware of how much leg you are showing, and of the fact that, with your legs apart like this, Tyler can probably see a little way up your skirt. He grins down at your hemline. “Another nice skirt,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“Eyes up here please, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, you cannot help noticing that your legs are attracting a few glances, particularly from male passers-by. Concerned that they might be able to see up your skirt, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Thank you for coming, Miss Farthing,” he says. “Please, come this way.” He leads you to an exam room, and asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’ll just lubricate your anus,” says Doctor Kapoor.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it deep into your rectum. He thrusts it in and out a couple of times, then withdraws it, and slowly pushes his endoscope into your anus. You wince only a little.

“Hmm,” he says. “Not much change in appearance or behaviour. There do seem to be a few more of them than last time though.” He gently slides the endoscope in and out for a couple more minutes, while you grow increasingly uncomfortable. But eventually he pulls it out, and wipes around your anus with a tissue.

“Okay, you can put your panties back on now,” he says. “The results are a little disappointing, but please continue with the meds for now. We’ll give it a few more days before we try something else.”

“All right,” you say, just glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and drive back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler chuckles as he looks up at your face. “Sorry, sorry,” he says.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming very actively inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where the other attendees are gathering. Nobody comments on your skirt today, but as you take your place at the table, you are uncomfortable for another reason: your worms are pressing very insistently against the inside of your anus. With a couple of minutes to spare before the start of the meeting, you decide that you just have time for a quick visit to the restroom.

Normally your attempts to ‘poop out’ your worms are unsuccessful, but you are hoping this time will be different – and it is. As you sit down in a locked toilet stall and strain, several worms slither out of your anus and splash into the water below. Feeling a little better, you flush, wash your hands, and return to the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming very actively inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where the other attendees are gathering. Nobody comments on your skirt today, but as you take your place at the table, you are uncomfortable for another reason: your worms are pressing very insistently against the inside of your anus. With the meeting about to begin, you have no time for a run to the restroom, so you resign yourself to enduring the pressure for the next hour ... and hoping you don’t have an accident.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you try to pay attention despite your discomfort. But then, suddenly, the pressure intensifies rapidly, and you cannot prevent a column of intertwined worms from forcing its way out of your anus. Your cheeks redden immediately, but you try very hard not to show any other outward sign of your panicked state.

When your turn comes, you attempt to project an air of complete calm and composure, but it is not easy with lots of worms writhing around in your panties. You can feel them exploring – wriggling between your buttocks, squirming between your labia, and even entering your vagina. Fortunately these sensations are all familiar enough that you are able to keep your cool while delivering your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile in relief.

After the meeting, you hurry to the restroom and remove all of the worms from your panties and vagina. Flushing them away, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties. This happens several times, and you get a little annoyed with having to make frequent trips to the bathroom.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties. This happens several times, and you get a little annoyed with having to make frequent trips to the bathroom.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. With your eyes still closed, you find yourself thinking about Tyler. Is he ever going to make a move on you? Does he like you enough to want to try...?

You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

over to Cliff’s office.

straight for your desk.

Cliff is in his office, and he looks up as you enter. “Ah, Penny,” he says. “I’m glad you stopped by. Can we set your interview for eleven o’clock this morning?”

“Oh! Of course!” you say.

“I’ll send you a meeting notice,” he continues. “It’ll be in Bailey.”

“Great,” you say, nodding. “Thank you.”

You head back to the accounts department and sit down at your desk. After answering a few emails, you get a phone call. It is Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you see a meeting invitation pop up – it is from Cliff Clough, and it is titled “Interview for Accounts Manager position”. Your eyes widen, and you accept it immediately. It is for eleven o’clock this morning.

Then you get a phone call. It is Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says. Then he glances down at your skirt, and grins.

You smirk as you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply with a cautious smile as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“How are you doing today?” he asks. “Any ... improvement?”

“Not yet,” you reply with a sigh.

“Sorry to hear that,” says Warren kindly. “Have a good day, Penny.”

“Thanks Warren,” you say. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then you grab a pen and a pad of paper, and walk the short distance to the Bailey conference room. It is empty, so you pick a chair and sit down.

Moments later, Cliff enters the room, along with – to your surprise – Ryan and Glenda (whose last day this is). After some introductory pleasantries, the interview begins.

“What makes you think you’d make a good accounts manager?” asks Cliff.

A softball question, which you deftly handle. “My experience and position within the department makes me uniquely qualified,” you reply. “I know how the department works and how it interacts with other departments. I can do every job within the department, and can therefore oversee my colleagues with an informed understanding of what they are doing. I’m also well aware of my colleagues’ talents and abilities so I can effectively manage them and grow them as employees.”

“You don’t have any managerial experience, though,” remarks Cliff. “How do we know how you’ll cope?”

“There’s a first time for every manager,” you reply. “And every director.”

Ryan chuckles. “Touché. But I guess our concern would be that your colleagues see you as an equal – will they respect you in a position of authority over them?”

“I already have their respect,” you reply. “They all know I’m a good candidate for Tina’s position – they’ve all said so. If I get the job, I believe I’ll have their full support.”

The interview continues, and you feel like you are doing pretty well. But a growing pressure in your bowels is throwing off your concentration, and it soon becomes unbearable. At the worst possible moment, your anus opens up and a thick, tangled column of worms begins to slide out into your panties.

“...that sort of situation?”

“I’m sorry?” you gasp, trying to piece together what Ryan just asked.

“Are you okay?” inquires Ryan.

With your bottom pressed against the chair, the column of worms cannot emerge very far, but the intolerable pressure requires immediate relief. You subtly shift your weight on to your left buttock, raising your right buttock off the chair and providing a means of escape for your worms, which now pour out of your rectum and into your panties in an unprecedented number. Dozens, possibly hundreds of them.

But you must reply to Ryan, right now, or your chances of getting Tina’s job will vanish. With bright red cheeks you say,

“Please forgive me – I need to run to the restroom.”

“I’m okay – just a dizzy spell – can you repeat the question please?”

You send out the report, then you spend some time preparing for your interview. Just before eleven o’clock, you grab a pen and a pad of paper, and walk the short distance to the Bailey conference room. It is empty, so you pick a chair and sit down.

Moments later, Cliff enters the room, along with – to your surprise – Ryan and Glenda (whose last day this is). After some introductory pleasantries, the interview begins.

“What makes you think you’d make a good accounts manager?” asks Cliff.

A softball question, which you deftly handle. “My experience and position within the department makes me uniquely qualified,” you reply. “I know how the department works and how it interacts with other departments. I can do every job within the department, and can therefore oversee my colleagues with an informed understanding of what they are doing. I’m also well aware of my colleagues’ talents and abilities so I can effectively manage them and grow them as employees.”

“You don’t have any managerial experience, though,” remarked Cliff. “How do we know how you’ll cope?”

“There’s a first time for every manager,” you reply. “And every director.”

Ryan chuckles. “Touché. But I guess our concern would be that your colleagues see you as an equal – will they respect you in a position of authority over them?”

“I already have their respect,” you reply. “They all know I’m a good candidate for Tina’s position – they’ve all said so. If I get the job, I believe I’ll have their full support.”

The interview continues, and you feel like you are doing pretty well. But a growing pressure in your bowels is throwing off your concentration, and it soon becomes unbearable. At the worst possible moment, your anus opens up and a thick, tangled column of worms begins to slide out into your panties.

“...that sort of situation?”

“I’m sorry?” you gasp, trying to piece together what Ryan just asked.

“Are you okay?” inquires Ryan.

With your bottom pressed against the chair, the column of worms cannot emerge very far, but the intolerable pressure requires immediate relief. You subtly shift your weight on to your left buttock, raising your right buttock off the chair and providing a means of escape for your worms, which now pour out of your rectum and into your panties in an unprecedented number. Dozens, possibly hundreds of them.

But you must reply to Ryan, right now, or your chances of getting Tina’s job will vanish. With bright red cheeks you say,

“Please forgive me – I need to run to the restroom.”

“I’m okay – just a dizzy spell – can you repeat the question please?”

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, you cannot help noticing that your legs are attracting a few glances, particularly from male passers-by. Concerned that they might be able to see up your skirt, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Thank you for coming, Miss Farthing,” he says. “Please, come this way.” He leads you to an exam room, and asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’ll just lubricate your anus,” says Doctor Kapoor.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it deep into your rectum. He thrusts it in and out a couple of times, then withdraws it, and slowly pushes his endoscope into your anus. You wince only a little.

“Hmm,” he says. “Not much change in appearance or behaviour. There do seem to be a few more of them than last time though.” He gently slides the endoscope in and out for a couple more minutes, while you grow increasingly uncomfortable. But eventually he pulls it out, and wipes around your anus with a tissue.

“Okay, you can put your panties back on now,” he says. “The results are a little disappointing, but please continue with the meds for now. We’ll give it a few more days before we try something else.”

“All right,” you say, just glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and drive back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, poring over customs paperwork.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler chuckles as he looks up at your face. “Sorry, sorry,” he says.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile in relief.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to your favourite pizza place, Pizza Be With You. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties. This happens several times, and you get a little annoyed with having to make frequent trips to the bathroom.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties. This happens several times, and you get a little annoyed with having to make frequent trips to the bathroom.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Ryan and Cliff raise their eyebrows, and glance at each other. Glenda, pursing her lips, says, “Go on, Penny – but please don’t keep us waiting long.”

“I won’t,” you promise, and you get to your feet. Worms are still slithering rapidly out of your anus, and you can feel them spreading out around your buttocks and forward beneath your pussy. As you hurry towards the door, you feel a series of wet slaps against the backs of your legs, and you turn around in horror.

“Jesus!” exclaims Cliff, staring at the floor, where several pale worms are writhing around helplessly.

Ryan’s eyes widen as he, too, sees the worms. “What the heck?” he says.

Glenda cranes her neck around the other two. “Oh my!” she says.

“I’m so sorry,” you say, quickly stooping and picking up the worms in your hands. “I apparently ate some infected meat on my trip to Africa, and these are the result. They have a habit of coming out at the worst times...”

You finish picking them up, then flee to the restroom, clutching the worms in both hands. Nobody sees you, but the damage has already been done: your gross secret has just been witnessed by none other than the managing director! You whimper in despair as you dump all of the worms – there are at least a hundred, you estimate – from your panties into the toilet, and pull from your anus even more.

When you return to the conference room, you find just Glenda there. “Oh God!” you groan. “I blew it, didn’t I?”

“It wasn’t the best job interview,” agrees Glenda. “My goodness, Penny, but that’s quite the medical condition you’ve got!” She shudders.

“Tell me about it,” you say miserably. “I’m on medication to get rid of those disgusting things but so far it hasn’t worked. And now they’re ruining my career!”

Glenda sighs. “Well don’t count yourself out just yet. You were doing very well up until ... you know. I’m sure Ryan and Cliff will take everything into account.”

“Okay,” you say dolefully. “Thanks Glenda.”

You return to your desk and get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Ryan and Cliff raise their eyebrows, and glance at each other. Then Ryan asks, politely, “Does this happen a lot?”

“No,” you say quickly, as worms continue to spew from your anus. “I skipped breakfast this morning – I think that has something to do with it. Anyway, you were asking how I’d handle...”

“An underperforming member of your team,” says Ryan.

“Ah yes,” you say, nodding. “Well honestly I’d take that quite personally. It would be my responsibility to help my staff succeed. A performance improvement program is an option, obviously, but I see that as a last resort. I’d rather solve the issue with some coaching, and figuring out what kind of motivation the associate will best respond to.”

Ryan nods, and smiles. The interview continues, and you handle yourself well, despite the huge mass of worms squirming against your buttocks and pussy. You can even feel a few worms entering your vagina as you thank Ryan, Cliff and Glenda for their time.

Feeling quite pleased with yourself, you get to your feet and head for the door. But then, disaster! You feel a series of wet slaps on the backs of your legs, and you turn around in horror.

“Jesus!” exclaims Cliff, staring at the floor, where several pale worms are writhing around helplessly.

Ryan’s eyes widen as he, too, sees the worms. “What the heck?” he says.

Glenda cranes her neck around the other two. “Oh my!” she says.

“I’m so sorry,” you say, quickly stooping and picking up the worms in your hands. “I apparently ate some infected meat on my trip to Africa, and these are the result. They have a habit of coming out at the worst times...”

You finish picking them up, then flee to the restroom, clutching the worms in both hands. Nobody sees you, but the damage has already been done: your gross secret has just been witnessed by none other than the managing director! You whimper in despair as you dump all of the worms – there are at least a hundred, you estimate – from your panties into the toilet, and pull from your anus even more.

After you are done in the toilet, you go straight to Glenda’s office. “Oh God!” you groan. “I blew it, didn’t I?”

“It wasn’t the best job interview,” agrees Glenda. “My goodness, Penny, but that’s quite the medical condition you’ve got!” She shudders.

“Tell me about it,” you say miserably. “I’m on medication to get rid of those disgusting things but so far it hasn’t worked. And now they’re ruining my career!”

Glenda sighs. “Well don’t count yourself out just yet. You were doing very well up until ... you know. I’m sure Ryan and Cliff will take everything into account.”

“Okay,” you say dolefully. “Thanks Glenda.”

You return to your desk and get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. With your eyes still closed, you find yourself thinking about Tyler, and wondering how he feels about you.

You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Cliff’s office.

straight for your desk.

Cliff is in his office, and he smiles as you enter. “Good morning Penny,” he says. “What can I do for you?”

“I just wondered if there was any news on the job...?” you inquire.

“Not yet, sorry,” says Cliff, looking at your legs. His expression is unreadable; you cannot tell if he approves or disapproves of your miniskirt.

“Okay – thanks,” you say. You head back to the accounts department and sit down at your desk.

After answering a few emails, you get a phone call. It is Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you get a phone call. It is Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply with a cautious smile as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“How are you doing today?” he asks. “Any ... improvement?”

“Not yet,” you reply with a sigh.

“Sorry to hear that,” says Warren kindly. “Have a good day, Penny.”

“Thanks Warren,” you say. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling down at your legs. He grins, and you can’t help wondering how far he can see up your skirt.

“Hey Justin,” you reply, quickly placing your hands in your lap. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin, finally lifting his eyes to your face. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

Your heart racing a little, you perch on the edge of his table, acutely aware of how much leg you are showing, and of the fact that, with your legs apart like this, Tyler can probably see a little way up your skirt. He grins down at your hemline. “I do like your skirts,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“Eyes up here please, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, you cannot help noticing that your legs are attracting a few glances, particularly from male passers-by. Concerned that they might be able to see up your skirt, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Thank you for coming, Miss Farthing,” he says. “Please, come this way.” He leads you to an exam room, and asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’ll just lubricate your anus,” says Doctor Kapoor.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it deep into your rectum. He thrusts it in and out a couple of times, then withdraws it, and slowly pushes his endoscope into your anus. You wince only a little.

“Hmm,” he says. “Not much change there.” He gently slides the endoscope in and out for a couple more minutes, while you grow increasingly uncomfortable. But eventually he pulls it out, and wipes around your anus with a tissue.

“Okay, you can put your panties back on now,” he says. “Your current meds clearly are not working, so we’ll try something new. I’ll send the prescription to your pharmacy.”

“All right,” you say, just glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and drive to Rite Aid, where you pick up your new prescription. Then you head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler chuckles as he looks up at your face. “Sorry, sorry,” he says.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile in relief.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties. This happens several times, and you get a little annoyed with having to make frequent trips to the bathroom.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties. This happens several times, and you get a little annoyed with having to make frequent trips to the bathroom.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. With your eyes still closed, you find yourself thinking about Tyler, and wondering how he feels about you.

You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Cliff’s office.

straight for your desk.

Cliff is in his office, and he smiles as you enter. “Good morning Penny,” he says. “What can I do for you?”

“I just wondered if there was any news on the job...?” you inquire.

“Not yet, sorry,” says Cliff, looking at your legs. His expression is unreadable; you cannot tell if he approves or disapproves of your miniskirt.

“Okay – thanks,” you say. You head back to the accounts department and sit down at your desk.

After answering a few emails, you get a phone call. It is Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer.

After answering a few emails, you get a phone call. It is Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply with a cautious smile as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“How are you doing today?” he asks. “Any ... improvement?”

“Not yet,” you reply with a sigh.

“Sorry to hear that,” says Warren kindly. “Have a good day, Penny.”

“Thanks Warren,” you say. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling down at your legs. He grins, and you can’t help wondering how far he can see up your skirt.

“Hey Justin,” you reply, quickly placing your hands in your lap. “Whatcha doing?”

“This and that,” says Justin, finally lifting his eyes to your face. “Nothing urgent.”

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

Your heart racing a little, you perch on the edge of his table, acutely aware of how much leg you are showing, and of the fact that, with your legs apart like this, Tyler can probably see a little way up your skirt. He grins down at your hemline. “I do like your skirts,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“Eyes up here please, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, you cannot help noticing that your legs are attracting a few glances, particularly from male passers-by. Concerned that they might be able to see up your skirt, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Thank you for coming, Miss Farthing,” he says. “Please, come this way.” He leads you to an exam room, and asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’ll just lubricate your anus,” says Doctor Kapoor.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it deep into your rectum. He tries to engage you in conversation while he thrusts it in and out, but you are feeling increasingly uncomfortable, and your replies are stiff and laconic.

Finally he withdraws his finger, only to slowly push his endoscope into your anus. You wince only a little.

“Hmm,” he says. “Not much change there.” He gently slides the endoscope in and out for a couple more minutes, and you are not sure whether this serves a valid medical purpose, or if he is just having fun at your expense. But eventually he pulls it out, and wipes around your anus with a tissue.

“Okay, you can put your panties back on now,” he says. “Stick with the current meds for now; if there’s no improvement in a few days, we’ll try something new.”

“All right,” you say, just glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat. After you have finished your lunch, you return to the office, and get to work processing invoices.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler chuckles as he looks up at your face. “Sorry, sorry,” he says.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile in relief.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties. Unwilling to move from your comfortable spot, and figuring that more are likely to follow shortly, you decide to wait a while before emptying out your panties.

The worms squirm around, exploring your nether regions. You can feel one or two of them start to enter your vagina,

and you decide enough is enough.

but you have become so accustomed to this that it no longer freaks you out.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties. Unwilling to move from your comfortable spot, and figuring that more are likely to follow shortly, you decide to wait a while before emptying out your panties.

The worms squirm around, exploring your nether regions. You can feel one or two of them start to enter your vagina,

and you decide enough is enough.

but you have become so accustomed to this that it no longer freaks you out.

You go to the bathroom and empty out your panties into the toilet bowl, then you flush and return to the living room. Not long after, however, more worms come out of your anus. With a sigh, you return to the bathroom.

A little after eleven o’clock you decide to call it a night, and you go upstairs to get ready for bed.

Continue.

Shortly afterwards, more worms slither out of your anus ... and then even more a little after that. By bedtime, your panties are seething with worms, and your vagina is full of them. The result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot is that you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. With your eyes still closed, you gently masturbate as you think about Tyler.

But it is time to get up. You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Cliff’s office.

straight for your desk.

Cliff is in his office, and he smiles as you enter. “Good morning Penny,” he says. “What can I do for you?”

“I just wondered if there was any news on the job...?” you inquire.

“Yes indeed,” says Cliff, looking at your legs. “Unfortunately you didn’t get the job. I’m sorry.”

“Oh no!” you exclaim in dismay. “It was the worms, wasn’t it? They freaked everyone out...”

“Actually no, it wasn’t the worms,” says Cliff. “Although yes, Ryan and I were pretty freaked out by them. But you handled yourself well despite that. No – we just had another candidate that ... well, we couldn’t say no to.”

“Oh?” you say, folding your arms. “And who was this amazing candidate?”

“Dieter Minkner,” replies Cliff.

“Any relation of Hans?” you inquire. Hans Minkner is the president of the company.

“Nephew,” says Cliff.

“Shit,” you say with a scowl. “So you were directed to hire him, then? There was no point in me even interviewing?”

“I can’t divulge the details,” says Cliff, “but I’m sure he’ll do an adequate job. He starts next week.”

You roll your eyes bitterly. “Well, thanks,” you say. You head back to the accounts department and give the news to your colleagues. They are all dismayed, and express their condolences and support, which means a lot to you.

After brooding for a while on the unfairness of it all, you get a phone call. It is Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. But no sooner have you logged in than you get a message from Cliff: “Can you stop by?”

You head to his office, where he invites you in. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

“Hi Cliff,” you reply. “You have some news...?”

“Yes indeed,” says Cliff, looking at your legs. “Unfortunately you didn’t get the job. I’m sorry.”

“Oh no!” you exclaim in dismay. “It was the worms, wasn’t it? They freaked everyone out...”

“Actually no, it wasn’t the worms,” says Cliff. “Although yes, Ryan and I were pretty freaked out by them. But you handled yourself well despite that. No – we just had another candidate that ... well, we couldn’t say no to.”

“Oh?” you say, folding your arms. “And who was this amazing candidate?”

“His name’s Dieter Minkner,” replies Cliff.

“Any relation of Hans?” you inquire. Hans Minkner is the president of the company.

“Nephew,” says Cliff.

“Shit,” you say with a scowl. “So you were directed to hire him, then? There was no point in me even interviewing?”

“I can’t divulge the details,” says Cliff, “but I’m sure he’ll do an adequate job. He starts next week.”

You roll your eyes bitterly. “Well, thanks,” you say. You head back to the accounts department and give the news to your colleagues. They are all dismayed, and express their condolences and support, which means a lot to you.

After brooding for a while on the unfairness of it all, you get a phone call. It is Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply with a cautious smile as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“How are you doing today?” he asks. “Any ... improvement?”

“Not yet,” you reply with a sigh.

“Sorry to hear that,” says Warren kindly. “Have a good day, Penny.”

“Thanks Warren,” you say. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “So sorry to hear you didn’t get Tina’s job! That really sucks.”

“Yeah,” you agree. “It does.”

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling down at your legs. Then his expression sobers as he looks back up at your face. “Can’t believe you got passed over for promotion – and we’re getting some German guy who’s never worked here? Gimme a break!”

“Guess it helps to have uncles in high places,” you reply with a shrug.

“Fucking nepotism,” mutters Justin.

He chats with you for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says. “I’m sorry you’re not getting Tina’s job – I think you’d have made a great boss.”

“Awww, thanks Tyler,” you say as you perch on the edge of his table. You are acutely aware of how much leg you are showing, and of the fact that, with your legs apart like this, Tyler can probably see a little way up your skirt.

He grins down at your hemline. “I’d have missed these little visits though,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“Eyes up here please, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, you cannot help noticing that your legs are attracting a few glances, particularly from male passers-by. Concerned that they might be able to see up your skirt, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. He leads you to an exam room, and asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’ll just lubricate your anus,” says Doctor Kapoor.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it deep into your rectum. He tries to engage you in conversation while he thrusts it in and out, but you are feeling increasingly uncomfortable, and your replies are stiff and laconic.

Finally he withdraws his finger, only to slowly push his endoscope into your anus. You wince only a little.

“Hmm,” he says. “Not much change there.” He gently slides the endoscope in and out for a couple more minutes, and you are not sure whether this serves a valid medical purpose, or if he is just having fun at your expense. But eventually he pulls it out, and wipes around your anus with a tissue.

“Okay, you can put your panties back on now,” he says. “Stick with the current meds for now; if there’s no improvement in a few days, we’ll try something new.”

“All right,” you say, just glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler chuckles as he looks up at your face. “Sorry, sorry,” he says.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile in relief.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. Spreading your legs, you gently masturbate as you think about Tyler.

But it is time to get up. You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Cliff’s office.

straight for your desk.

Cliff is in his office, and he smiles as you enter. “Good morning Penny,” he says. “What can I do for you?”

“Just thought I’d touch base with my new boss,” you say cheerfully.

“Oh, sure,” says Cliff, looking at your legs.

You chat with him for a couple of minutes, then you head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply with a cautious smile as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“How are you doing today?” he asks. “Any ... improvement?”

“Not yet,” you reply with a sigh.

“Sorry to hear that,” says Warren kindly. “Have a good day, Penny.”

“Thanks Warren,” you say. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, as you are running your daily invoice report, your bowels suddenly contract, forcing a slippery mass of worms out of your anus and into your panties. Will you...

hurry to the restroom to deal with the worms?

ignore them while you finish working on your report and send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, as you are running your daily invoice report, your bowels suddenly contract, forcing a slippery mass of worms out of your anus and into your panties. Will you...

hurry to the restroom to deal with the worms?

ignore them while you finish working on your report and send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling down at your legs. Concerned about how far he can see up your skirt, you quickly clasp your hands in your lap.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

“Hi Tyler,” you say as you perch on the edge of his table. You are acutely aware of how much leg you are showing, and of the fact that, with your legs apart like this, Tyler can probably see a little way up your skirt.

He grins down at your hemline. “Your legs are looking nice today,” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“Eyes up here please, Tyler.”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, you cannot help noticing that your legs are attracting a few glances, particularly from male passers-by. Concerned that they might be able to see up your skirt, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. He leads you to an exam room, and asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’ll just lubricate your anus,” says Doctor Kapoor.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it deep into your rectum. He tries to engage you in conversation while he thrusts it in and out, but you are feeling increasingly uncomfortable, and your replies are stiff and laconic.

Finally he withdraws his finger, only to slowly push his endoscope into your anus. You wince only a little.

“Hmm,” he says. “Not much change there.” He gently slides the endoscope in and out for a couple more minutes, and you are not sure whether this serves a valid medical purpose, or if he is just having fun at your expense. But eventually he pulls it out, and wipes around your anus with a tissue.

“Okay, you can put your panties back on now,” he says. “Stick with the current meds for now; if there’s no improvement in a few days, we’ll try something new.”

“All right,” you say, just glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler chuckles as he looks up at your face. “Sorry, sorry,” he says.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile in relief.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You hurry to the restroom, lock yourself in a stall, and pull down your panties. About twenty-five worms are in there; you tip them into the toilet bowl, then pull from your anus a couple more that are dangling there. Once you have flushed them all away, you wash your hands and return to your desk.

You finish generating your report, then you tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

As you work on the report, the worms in your panties squirm around, exploring your buttocks and pussy. A few enter your vagina, while others writhe between your labia, causing you to shiver and gasp in growing arousal. You find it increasingly hard to concentrate, and you are feeling very horny by the time you finish tweaking the report. At this point will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then you hurry to the restroom to deal with the worms in your panties and vagina.

Having transferred them all into the toilet and flushed them away, you return to your desk and get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then you hurry to the restroom to deal with the worms in your panties and vagina. Having transferred them all into the toilet and flushed them away, you return to your desk. There, still feeling quite horny, you find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling down at your legs. In your aroused state, you find yourself a little excited by the idea that he might be able to glimpse your panties up your skirt from where he is sitting, but since you do not want to give him any ideas, you demurely clasp your hands in your lap after letting him look for just a few seconds.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

“Hi Tyler,” you say as you perch on the edge of his table. You are acutely aware of, and rather excited by, how much leg you are showing, and the fact that, with your legs apart like this, Tyler can probably see a little way up your skirt.

He grins down at your hemline. “Your legs are looking nice today,” he says.

You smile, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“You really think so?”

“Totally!” says Tyler. “I just wish I could see a little more of them.”

You laugh, but the idea of showing Tyler more skin is quite arousing. After a moment’s hesitation, you...

stand up, hike up your skirt a bit, then sit back down.

say, “Yeah, you just keep wishing there, Tyler.”

Tyler’s eyes widen as you effectively shorten your skirt by about three inches. “Whoa!” he says as you sit back down. Then he whispers, “I can see your panties!”

You shiver inside. It was not your intention to show Tyler your panties, but his reaction is gratifyingly positive. “Oops,” you say. “I guess I pulled my skirt up too high.”

“No no no,” says Tyler excitedly. “It’s awesome! Very sexy!”

You smile, and make a pretence of tugging your skirt down a little. “Well I’m glad you approve.”

“I do,” says Tyler. “Man, you have killer legs, Penny. You should try wearing a shorter skirt – I don’t think anyone would object!”

You chuckle. “I think they might,” you say, “although, funnily enough, Ryan Vincent came to my support when someone criticised me for wearing this one. He doesn’t seem to care much about the skirt length rule in the dress code.”

“There you go!” says Tyler with a grin. “If anyone objects to your microskirts, just refer them to Ryan! It sounds like he would agree with me that there’s fundamentally nothing wrong with showing off a truly stunning pair of legs.”

You laugh, and say, “Silly man”, but you are secretly rather flattered. Tyler himself is superbly constructed – clearly he takes good care of himself – and for him to describe your legs as “stunning” is highly gratifying.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. Spreading your legs, you gently masturbate as you think about Tyler.

But it is time to get up. You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, and head back to your bedroom to put on some clothes. But here you pause. You are still horny, and the idea of wearing a microskirt is currently quite appealing. If you were still in the running for Tina’s job, you would not even consider it, but since you are not...

Biting your lip, you ponder for a few moments your old clubbing skirts hanging together at the end of your wardrobe, and then you decide...

that today is not the day to take such a risk.

that you might as well go for it.

Cliff is in his office, and he smiles as you enter. “Good morning Penny,” he says. “What can I do for you?”

“Just thought I’d touch base,” you say cheerfully.

“Oh, sure,” says Cliff, looking at your legs.

You chat with him for a couple of minutes, then you head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around and smiles. “Good morning Penny,” he says.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply with a cautious smile as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“How are you doing today?” he asks. “Any ... improvement?”

“Not yet,” you reply with a sigh.

“Sorry to hear that,” says Warren kindly. “Have a good day, Penny.”

“Thanks Warren,” you say. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, smiling down at your legs. Concerned about how far he can see up your skirt, you quickly clasp your hands in your lap.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

“Hi Tyler,” you say, hiking up your skirt as you perch on the edge of his table.

He gasps as he looks down at your hemline. You are pretty sure he can see a bit of your panties. “Nice!” he says.

You chuckle, then say,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“My panties aren’t showing, are they...?”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, you cannot help noticing that your legs are attracting a few glances, particularly from male passers-by. Concerned that they might be able to see up your skirt, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. He leads you to an exam room, and asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’ll just lubricate your anus,” says Doctor Kapoor.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it deep into your rectum. He tries to engage you in conversation while he thrusts it in and out, but you are feeling increasingly uncomfortable, and your replies are stiff and laconic.

Finally he withdraws his finger, only to slowly push his endoscope into your anus. You wince only a little.

“Hmm,” he says. “Not much change there.” He gently slides the endoscope in and out for a couple more minutes, and you are not sure whether this serves a valid medical purpose, or if he is just having fun at your expense. But eventually he pulls it out, and wipes around your anus with a tissue.

“Okay, you can put your panties back on now,” he says. “Stick with the current meds for now; if there’s no improvement in a few days, we’ll try something new.”

“All right,” you say, just glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler, his eyes still glued to your hemline. Finally he looks up, a little sheepishly. “Sorry – nice view,” he says.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler grins. “No, no,” he says. “Hardly at all. Just a little – barely noticeable.”

“That’s a relief,” you reply with a smirk.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with the same professionalism that Tina always did.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile in relief.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You put on your usual clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a miniskirt that comes down to mid-thigh, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Cliff’s office.

straight for your desk.

You put on a white bra and white panties, followed by a pink blouse, and a tight black microskirt that you used to wear when going to nightclubs with your friends back in your student days. It barely covers your bottom, and for a moment you almost change your mind ... but then you tell yourself that it’s just for one day, and the worst that is likely to happen is that you will be sent home to change.

Putting on a pair of black shoes, you apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Cliff’s office.

straight for your desk.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. Spreading your legs, you gently masturbate as you think about Tyler.

But it is time to get up. You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a microskirt that barely covers your bottom, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Cliff’s office.

straight for your desk.

Cliff is in his office, but he is not alone. A blond-haired, heavy-set man in his late twenties is standing in front of Cliff’s desk.

“Ah, Penny,” says Cliff, staring wide-eyed at your legs. “This is your new boss, Dieter Minkner. Dieter, this is Penny, wearing the world’s shortest skirt today for some reason.”

Dieter turns toward you, and he claps his hands when he sees your skirt. “Ohhh, wonderful!” he exclaims. “I am so pleased to meet you, Penny! What a nice welcome for my first day!”

“Nice to meet you, Dieter,” you say, shaking his pudgy, sweaty hand.

“I so look forward to getting to know you better!” says Dieter enthusiastically.

“Me too,” you reply. “Anyway, I didn’t mean to interrupt. I’ll see you both later.”

You leave Cliff’s office, and head to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, both of whom stare in astonishment at your tiny skirt, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, both of whom stare in astonishment at your tiny skirt, and then you sit down in front of your computer. It is not long, however, before you get a message from Cliff: “Got a second, Penny?”

You walk over to his office, where you discover that he is not alone. A blond-haired, heavy-set man in his late twenties is standing in front of Cliff’s desk.

“Ah, Penny,” says Cliff, staring wide-eyed at your legs. “This is your new boss, Dieter Minkner. Dieter, this is Penny, wearing the world’s shortest skirt today for some reason.”

Dieter turns toward you, and he claps his hands when he sees your skirt. “Ohhh, wonderful!” he exclaims. “I am so pleased to meet you, Penny! What a nice welcome for my first day!”

“Nice to meet you, Dieter,” you say, shaking his pudgy, sweaty hand.

“I so look forward to getting to know you better!” says Dieter enthusiastically.

“Me too,” you reply.

“Well I’m sure you’re busy, Penny...” says Cliff.

“Yup,” you confirm. “Well, I guess I’ll see you both later.”

You leave Cliff’s office, and head to your desk. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around, and gapes in astonishment and delight. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

You giggle, then continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs. “Holy sh... Wow!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply with a cautious smile as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“That’s quite a short ... won’t you get into trouble...?” he asks in concern.

“Hopefully not!” you reply. “We’ll see, I guess.”

“Good luck, then!” says Warren. “Have a good day, Penny.”

“Thanks Warren,” you say. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Then you message Dieter, explaining about the bagels, and inviting him to come and help himself – which he does.

Then Janine sends you a message: “What the heck, Penny! Are you trying to get fired???”

“Nope!” you reply. “Just felt like living on the edge, a bit. And I’ve a feeling I might have support from an unexpected quarter. But we’ll see.”

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

Then Janine sends you a message: “What the heck, Penny! Are you trying to get fired???”

“Nope!” you reply. “Just felt like living on the edge, a bit. And I’ve a feeling I might have support from an unexpected quarter. But we’ll see.” Then you message Dieter, explaining about the bagels, and inviting him to come and help himself – which he does.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. But then he stares anxiously at your skirt. “Penny, you’re going to get yourself into trouble with that skirt – I know you’re upset about not getting Tina’s job, but ... don’t you want to work here anymore...?”

“Of course I do!” you reply. “I’m just letting off a little steam. And I really don’t think I’ll get in any serious trouble. Our new boss seems to like it, and even Ryan has expressed support for rule-breaking hemlines.”

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny! Love the new skirt!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, you quickly clasp your hands in your lap.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

“Hi Tyler,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks down at your hemline. “That’s an awesome skirt!” he says.

“Glad you like it,” you say a little shyly. Then you add,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“My panties aren’t showing, are they...?”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “My goodness – dressed to kill today, I see! Very nice – very sexy outfit.”

“Uh, thanks,” you say, feeling massively creeped-out.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where he asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’ll just lubricate your anus,” says Doctor Kapoor.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it deep into your rectum. He tries to engage you in conversation while he gently and rhythmically thrusts it in and out, but you are feeling increasingly uncomfortable, and your replies are stiff and laconic.

Finally he withdraws his finger, only to slowly push his endoscope into your anus. You wince only a little.

“Hmm,” he says. “Well your worms still look very healthy – not really the result we were hoping for.” He gently slides the endoscope in and out for a couple more minutes, and you are not sure whether this serves a valid medical purpose, or if he is just having fun at your expense. But eventually he pulls it out, and wipes around your anus with a tissue.

“Okay, you can put your panties back on now,” he says. “Stick with the current meds for now; if there’s no improvement in a few days, we’ll try something new.”

“All right,” you say, just glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler, his eyes still glued to your hemline. Finally he looks up, a little sheepishly. “Sorry – nice view,” he says.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler grins. “No, no,” he says. “Hardly at all. Just a little – barely noticeable.”

“That’s a relief,” you reply with a smirk.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

“First,” says Ryan, “I’d like to welcome our new accounts manager, Dieter Minkner.”

“Hi!” says Dieter, getting to his feet. “It’s a pleasure to be here, it really is. Thank you for your warm welcome; I look forward to working with you all.”

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, however, your skirt is once again remarked on by Kisha Meadows. “You can’t think that’s appropriate for the office, Penny!” she exclaims, appalled, as she sees you emerge from the conference room.

“I think it’s wonderful!” enthuses Dieter. “If you’ve got it, flaunt it – why not?”

“Because it sexualises the office environment!” retorts Kisha. “I shouldn’t have to work in a place where scantily clad women are being ogled by my male colleagues!”

“I agree,” says Ryan. “But the way to handle such a situation is to address the ogling. Didn’t we cover this already?”

“You seriously think that skirt length is acceptable, Ryan?” asks Kisha in a pained voice.

“I have no problem with it,” says Ryan. “But I think you’re making Penny uncomfortable, and I do have a problem with that.”

“Ugh!” says Kisha, with a sigh of resignation. “Fine. Whatever.”

You smile happily. It seems your microskirt has the official seal of approval! You have a few more at home of a similar length; you might as well stick with microskirts from now on, in the hope that they get Tyler excited enough to finally make a move on you. Plus, you enjoy how sexy they make you feel.

You drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees, some of whom gasp in astonishment at your microskirt. You suspect some of them are about to comment, but then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, however, your skirt is once again remarked on by Kisha Meadows. “You can’t think that’s appropriate for the office, Penny!” she says sharply, as you emerge from the conference room.

“I think it’s wonderful!” enthuses Dieter. “If you’ve got it, flaunt it – why not?”

“Because it sexualises the office environment!” retorts Kisha. “I shouldn’t have to work in a place where scantily clad women are being ogled by my male colleagues!”

“I agree,” says Ryan. “But the way to handle such a situation is to address the ogling. Didn’t we cover this already?”

“You seriously think that skirt length is acceptable, Ryan?” asks Kisha in a pained voice.

“I have no problem with it,” says Ryan. “But I think you’re making Penny uncomfortable, and I do have a problem with that.”

“Ugh!” says Kisha, with a sigh of resignation. “Fine. Whatever.”

You smile happily. It seems your microskirt has the official seal of approval! You have a few more at home of a similar length; you might as well stick with microskirts from now on, in the hope that they get Tyler excited enough to finally make a move on you. Plus, you enjoy how sexy they make you feel.

You drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. Spreading your legs, you gently masturbate as you think about Tyler.

But it is time to get up. You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a microskirt that barely covers your bottom, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, realising he will have a perfect view up your skirt from where he is sitting, you...

clasp your hands in your lap.

cross your legs.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter looks a little disappointed as he looks at your clasped hands, but then he starts chatting with you about the department, and you educate him on some of the details of what you and your colleagues do.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about the department, and you educate him on some of the details of what you and your colleagues do.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around, and grins in delight at your microskirt. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

You giggle, then continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs. “Wow!” he says.

“Hi Warren,” you reply with an amused smile as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Any luck with the, uh...” he says.

“Not yet,” you reply. “Have a good day, Warren.”

“You too!” he replies.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. Then he looks at your skirt, and chuckles, shaking his head. “I can’t believe you’re getting away with that...”

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, you quickly clasp your hands in your lap.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

“Hi Tyler,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks down at your hemline. “Another awesome skirt!” he says.

“Glad you like it,” you say a little shyly. Then you add,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“My panties aren’t showing, are they...?”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “My goodness – you do look sexy today!”

“Uh, thanks,” you say, feeling massively creeped-out.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where he asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’d like to do something different today,” says Doctor Kapoor.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it deep into your rectum. He tries to engage you in conversation while he gently and rhythmically thrusts it in and out, but you are feeling increasingly uncomfortable, and your replies are stiff and laconic.

Finally he withdraws his finger, only to slowly push his endoscope into your anus. You wince only a little.

“Hmm,” he says. “Well we’re not making much progress with your current medication. I’d like to open up your anus with a speculum and extract one of the worms for analysis. It will be a little uncomfortable, but I’ll prepare your anus with a lubricated sex toy, which should make it easier.”

Your eyes widen at this suggestion, and you say,

“I don’t think so, Doctor Kapoor!”

“Ugh – okay...”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler, his eyes still glued to your hemline. Finally he looks up, a little sheepishly. “Sorry – nice view,” he says.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler grins. “No, no,” he says. “Hardly at all. Just a little – barely noticeable.”

“That’s a relief,” you reply with a smirk.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees, some of whom, you notice, are staring at your microskirt. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor.

He gently slides the endoscope in and out for a couple more minutes, and you are not sure whether this serves a valid medical purpose, or if he is just having fun at your expense. But eventually he pulls it out, and wipes around your anus with a tissue.

“Okay, you can put your panties back on now,” he says. “Stick with the current meds for now; if there’s no improvement in a few days, we’ll try something new.”

“All right,” you say, just glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

“Excellent,” says Doctor Kapoor, pleased. He withdraws the endoscope, then pulls a slim but disturbingly penis-like brown latex dildo out of a drawer.

“Is that thing really necessary?” you ask uncomfortably.

“Oh yes,” Doctor Kapoor assures you with a smile. “Otherwise the speculum will hurt like heck when I dilate your anus with it.”

“Okay,” you say dubiously. Then you wince as Doctor Kapoor begins to slide the rounded tip of the dildo through your anal sphincter.

“Try to relax,” says Doctor Kapoor, gently easing the dildo deeper and deeper into your rectum. “Your anus naturally wants to close itself, and it is uncomfortable if it cannot. But you can override that impulse if you fully relax your anal muscle. It will help if you actually bear down, like you are trying to poop.”

Reluctantly you try this, and in fact it does help. As Doctor Kapoor slowly pulls the dildo out, and then slides it back in, you manage to keep your anus relaxed, and the physical discomfort subsides considerably.

Your emotional discomfort, on the other hand, only increases as Doctor Kapoor continues thrusting the dildo in and out of your rectum for what seems an unnecessarily long time. You are about to object, when he suddenly pulls it completely out, and shoves in something else which feels colder and harder. The speculum, you assume.

“Good!” says the doctor. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

Now the prolonged thrusting with the dildo makes sense; clearly it readied your anus for staying open long enough for the speculum to be inserted. “It could have been worse,” you concede. “But please just...”

“And we’re done,” says Doctor Kapoor, pulling out the speculum. He wipes around your anus with a tissue.

“That’s it?” you say in surprise.

Doctor Kapoor shows you a pale, slimy worm wriggling in the grip of a pair of forceps. “I got what I needed,” he says. “You can put your panties back on now.”

“All right!” you say, glad that the exam is over.

“Let’s change your meds again,” says Doctor Kapoor. “I’ll send a prescription to Rite Aid.”

“Okay,” you say. “Let’s hope this one’s a bit more effective!”

“Indeed,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Well, have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and drive straight to Rite Aid. Having picked up your prescription, you head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. Spreading your legs, you gently masturbate as you think about Tyler.

But it is time to get up. You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a microskirt that barely covers your bottom, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, realising he will have a perfect view up your skirt from where he is sitting, you...

clasp your hands in your lap.

cross your legs.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter looks a little disappointed as he looks at your clasped hands, but then he starts chatting with you about the department, and you educate him on some of the details of what you and your colleagues do.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about the department, and you educate him on some of the details of what you and your colleagues do.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around, and grins in delight at your microskirt. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

You giggle, then continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Any luck with the, uh...” he says.

“Not yet,” you reply. “Have a good day, Warren.”

“You too!” he replies.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. Then he looks at your skirt, and chuckles, shaking his head. “I still can’t believe you’re getting away with that...”

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, you quickly clasp your hands in your lap.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

“Hi Tyler,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks down at your hemline. “Another awesome skirt!” he says.

“Glad you like it,” you say a little shyly. Then you add,

“How are things going, Tyler?”

“My panties aren’t showing, are they...?”

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “My goodness – another sexy outfit!”

“Uh, thanks,” you say, feeling massively creeped-out.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where he asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’d like to extract another worm today,” says Doctor Kapoor.

“Okay...” you reply, a little nervously.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it into your rectum. He slides it in and out for a minute or so, then he takes it out, and you force yourself to relax as you feel the blunt head of the dildo pushing into your anus. Its ingress eased by the lubricant, the shaft of the dildo slides deep into your rectum.

Doctor Kapoor then begins to rhythmically thrust the dildo in and out – slowly and gently at first, but then with increasing speed and vigour. You feel very uncomfortable, and as you hear the doctor start to utter little grunts in time with the thrusting, the awful thought strikes you that he might be using his erect penis instead of the dildo. If he were, would you be able to tell?

Fighting down a sense of panic, you...

tell yourself not to be silly, and simply wait for Doctor Kapoor to stop.

prop yourself up on one elbow, and look back over your shoulder.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Someone approaches along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. Normally you ignore the walkers, but you recognise this one: it is Tyler. “Hey Tyler!” you say.

Tyler, startled, turns to look at you, then grins. “Penny!” He comes over and sits down next to you on the bench.

“Did you change your route?” you inquire. “I knew you walked at lunchtimes but I haven’t seen you pass by here before.”

“Yup,” says Tyler. “The other way’s a nicer walk, but I just fancied a change. I didn’t realise I’d meet you here, though! If I had, I’d have taken this route a long time ago!”

“Well, lucky for me that...” you begin, then you fall silent as Tyler suddenly leans in and kisses you on the lips.

“Jesus!” you exclaim, when he pulls away.

“Sorry,” says Tyler with a chuckle. “Been wanting to do that for a while.”

“Then why have you waited until now?” you inquire. “It’s not like I’ve been subtle in my signals.”

Tyler laughs. “Yeah, well ... the signals have been just awesome. But my ex and I have been on again, off again for the past few weeks, and I didn’t feel like I could really make a move. But I think it’s officially over between her and me now.”

“Good to know,” you say. “Well, we should probably head back to the office. But not before you give me a proper kiss...”

After a couple of long, deep, and very fun kisses, the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

“Good thanks,” says Tyler, his eyes still glued to your hemline. Finally he looks up, a little sheepishly. “Sorry – nice view,” he says.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler grins. “No, no,” he says. “Hardly at all. Just a little – barely noticeable.”

“That’s a relief,” you reply with a smirk.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees, some of whom, you notice, are staring at your microskirt. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

You stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, leave the office, and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

Doctor Kapoor continues thrusting the dildo in and out of your rectum for another minute or so, and then he suddenly pulls it completely out, and shoves in the speculum.

“All right!” he says. “Now let’s extract one of these beauties, shall we?” Then, a moment later, he pulls the speculum out. “Got one! Oh dear – it seems very healthy.” He wipes around your anus with a tissue. “You can put your panties back on now.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You look back at Doctor Kapoor, and see that he is indeed thrusting a dildo in and out of your anus. “Something wrong?” he asks.

“No,” you reply in relief. “Carry on.”

Doctor Kapoor continues thrusting the dildo in and out of your rectum for another minute or so, and then he suddenly pulls it completely out, and shoves in the speculum.

“All right!” he says. “Now let’s extract one of these beauties, shall we?” Then, a moment later, he pulls the speculum out. “Got one! Oh dear – it seems very healthy.” He wipes around your anus with a tissue. “You can put your panties back on now.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile to see him sitting there, hard at work.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. Spreading your legs, you gently masturbate as you think about Tyler.

But it is time to get up. You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a microskirt that barely covers your bottom, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, realising he will have a perfect view up your skirt from where he is sitting, you...

clasp your hands in your lap.

cross your legs.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter looks a little disappointed as he looks at your clasped hands, but then he starts chatting with you about the department, and you educate him on some of the details of what you and your colleagues do.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about the department, and you educate him on some of the details of what you and your colleagues do.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around, and grins in delight at your microskirt. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

You giggle, then continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Any luck with the, uh...” he says.

“Not yet,” you reply. “Have a good day, Warren.”

“You too!” he replies.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. Then he looks at your skirt, and chuckles, shaking his head. “I still can’t believe you’re getting away with that...”

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, you quickly clasp your hands in your lap.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

“Hi Tyler,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks down at your hemline. “Nice panties!” he says cheekily.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and puts his hand on your thigh. “I was thinking about you last night,” he says.

“You were?” you inquire, pleased.

Tyler begins stroking your bare thigh, which sends shivers through your loins. “Yeah,” he says. “You’re on my mind quite a lot these days, Penny.”

This is gratifying to hear, but Tyler’s hand is getting perilously close to your exposed panties. As he runs his hand up your thigh again, you make a quick decision to...

stop him before he reaches your panties.

let him touch your panties, if that is what he wants to do.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “My goodness – another sexy outfit!”

“Uh, thanks,” you say, feeling massively creeped-out.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where he asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’d like to extract another worm today,” says Doctor Kapoor.

“Okay...” you reply, with a little sigh of resignation.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it into your rectum. He slides it in and out for a minute or so, then he takes it out, and you force yourself to relax as you feel the blunt head of the dildo pushing into your anus. Its ingress eased by the lubricant, the shaft of the dildo slides deep into your rectum.

Doctor Kapoor then begins to rhythmically thrust the dildo in and out – slowly and gently at first, but then with increasing speed and vigour. You feel very uncomfortable, and as you hear the doctor start to utter little grunts in time with the thrusting, the awful thought strikes you that he might be using his erect penis instead of the dildo. If he were, would you be able to tell?

Fighting down a sense of panic, you...

tell yourself not to be silly, and simply wait for Doctor Kapoor to stop.

prop yourself up on one elbow, and look back over your shoulder.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey Tyler,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi Penny,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your right breast. You giggle, and...

say, “Enough of that, you naughty boy. Someone will see!”

undo a couple of buttons on your blouse.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler’s hand reaches your panties, then, when you fail to object, he begins gently stroking your pussy through the soft white material.

“Mmmm,” you murmur, your breathing quickening. “That’s nice...”

Tyler rubs your labia and clitoris sensually through your panties, and you utter a little moan of pleasure. This brings you to your senses, and, with your cheeks bright red, you push Tyler’s hand away. “Not here,” you murmur.

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees, some of whom, you notice, are staring at your microskirt. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Doctor Kapoor continues thrusting the dildo in and out of your rectum for another minute or so, and then he suddenly pulls it completely out, and shoves in the speculum.

“All right!” he says. “Now let’s extract one of these beauties, shall we?” Then, a moment later, he pulls the speculum out. “Got one! Oh dear – it seems very healthy.” He wipes around your anus with a tissue. “You can put your panties back on now.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You look back at Doctor Kapoor, and see that he is indeed thrusting a dildo in and out of your anus. “Something wrong?” he asks.

“No,” you reply in relief. “Carry on.”

Doctor Kapoor continues thrusting the dildo in and out of your rectum for another minute or so, and then he suddenly pulls it completely out, and shoves in the speculum.

“All right!” he says. “Now let’s extract one of these beauties, shall we?” Then, a moment later, he pulls the speculum out. “Got one! Oh dear – it seems very healthy.” He wipes around your anus with a tissue. “You can put your panties back on now.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

Tyler grins. “Maybe later then,” he says.

You make out with him for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

Tyler grins. “Awesome!” he says. He reaches into your blouse and cups your breast through your bra, then, as the two of you continue to make out with each other, he slides his hand inside your bra cup, and caresses your breast directly, teasing your nipple between his fingers.

You make out with him for a little while longer, then you button your blouse again, and the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You bid Tyler goodbye as he leaves, then you stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, bid Tyler goodbye, then you leave the office and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. Spreading your legs, you gently masturbate as you think about Tyler.

But it is time to get up. You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a microskirt that barely covers your bottom, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, realising he will have a perfect view up your skirt from where he is sitting, you...

clasp your hands in your lap.

cross your legs.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter looks a little disappointed as he looks at your clasped hands, but then he starts chatting with you about the department, and you educate him on some of the details of what you and your colleagues do.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about the department, and you educate him on some of the details of what you and your colleagues do.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around, and grins in delight at your microskirt. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

You giggle, then continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Any luck with the, uh...” he says.

“Not yet,” you reply. “Have a good day, Warren.”

“You too!” he replies.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. Then he looks at your skirt, and chuckles, shaking his head. “I still can’t believe you’re getting away with that...”

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, you quickly clasp your hands in your lap.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hi Penny,” he says.

“Hi Tyler,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks down at your hemline. “Nice panties!” he says cheekily.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and puts his hand on your thigh. “Will I see you at lunch today?” he asks. “Or do you have another mysterious doctor’s appointment?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler runs his hand up to your panties, and then he starts stroking your pussy through the thin material. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice...

but you stop him before you get too excited.

and you ease your thighs a little further apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “My goodness – another sexy outfit!”

“Uh, thanks,” you say, feeling massively creeped-out.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where he asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’d like to extract another worm today,” says Doctor Kapoor.

“Okay...” you reply, with a little sigh of resignation.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it into your rectum. He slides it in and out for a minute or so, then he takes it out, and you force yourself to relax as you feel the blunt head of the dildo pushing into your anus. Its ingress eased by the lubricant, the shaft of the dildo slides deep into your rectum.

Doctor Kapoor then begins to rhythmically thrust the dildo in and out – slowly and gently at first, but then with increasing speed and vigour. You feel very uncomfortable, and as you hear the doctor start to utter little grunts in time with the thrusting, the awful thought strikes you that he might be using his erect penis instead of the dildo. If he were, would you be able to tell?

Fighting down a sense of panic, you...

tell yourself not to be silly, and simply wait for Doctor Kapoor to stop.

prop yourself up on one elbow, and look back over your shoulder.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey Tyler,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi Penny,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and...

say, “Enough of that, you naughty boy. Someone will see!”

spread your legs as you lean back against the bench.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler cups your pussy through your panties and sensually massages your labia and clitoris, causing you to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

You let him continue until you find yourself becoming too excited to stay quiet any longer. “Okay okay, enough,” you gasp, pushing his hand away. “Or you’ll get us both fired!”

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees, some of whom, you notice, are staring at your microskirt. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent. Will you...

stay a while to clear your plate a little?

call it a day, and leave?

Doctor Kapoor continues thrusting the dildo in and out of your rectum for another minute or so, and then he suddenly pulls it completely out, and shoves in the speculum.

“All right!” he says. “Now let’s extract one of these beauties, shall we?” Then, a moment later, he pulls the speculum out. “Got one! Oh dear – it seems very healthy.” He wipes around your anus with a tissue. “You can put your panties back on now.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You look back at Doctor Kapoor, and see that he is indeed thrusting a dildo in and out of your anus. “Something wrong?” he asks.

“No,” you reply in relief. “Carry on.”

Doctor Kapoor continues thrusting the dildo in and out of your rectum for another minute or so, and then he suddenly pulls it completely out, and shoves in the speculum.

“All right!” he says. “Now let’s extract one of these beauties, shall we?” Then, a moment later, he pulls the speculum out. “Got one! Oh dear – it seems very healthy.” He wipes around your anus with a tissue. “You can put your panties back on now.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

Tyler grins. “Maybe later then,” he says.

You make out with him for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

Tyler grins down at your highly exposed panties. “Awesome!” he says. He leans in for another kiss, and while his tongue dances around yours, he subtly pulls the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “God I want to do more,” you say breathlessly, “but this isn’t the time or place.”

“So name a time and place,” says Tyler with a smile.

You bite your lip, then say, “Your place, this evening?”

“It’s a disaster,” admits Tyler. “Can we say your place instead...?”

“Sure,” you reply with a slightly uncomfortable smile. Your house is not really guest-ready ... but it can be made so fairly quickly.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You bid Tyler goodbye as he leaves, then you stay for another forty-five minutes, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you. Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve.

Continue.

You switch off your computer, bid Tyler goodbye, then you leave the office and head out to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent, so you head home and make hasty preparations for Tyler’s visit.

You prepare a meal of macaroni and cheese – your specialty – and do some tidying up around the house while it is cooking. Then you change into a minidress, doll yourself up a little, and take the macaroni and cheese out of the oven.

The doorbell rings, and you open it to see Tyler, with flowers and a bottle of wine. “Thank you!” you say, taking the flowers. “They’re lovely. Come in!”

“Something smells good,” says Tyler.

“It’s nothing fancy,” you say, smiling. “But I hope you like it.”

Tyler does indeed enjoy the meal, and afterwards, the two of you sit down in the living room, next to each other on the couch. Tyler pulls you into his arms and kisses you, and while you eagerly respond, he reaches behind you and starts to unzip your dress. At this point you...

suggest your bed might be more comfortable.

help him out of his shirt.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees, some of whom, you notice, are staring at your microskirt. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, you still have plenty to do, but none of it is especially urgent, so you head home and make hasty preparations for Tyler’s visit.

You prepare a meal of macaroni and cheese – your specialty – and do some tidying up around the house while it is cooking. Then you change into a minidress, doll yourself up a little, and take the macaroni and cheese out of the oven.

The doorbell rings, and you open it to see Tyler, with flowers and a bottle of wine. “Thank you!” you say, taking the flowers. “They’re lovely. Come in!”

“Something smells good,” says Tyler.

“It’s nothing fancy,” you say, smiling. “But I hope you like it.”

Tyler does indeed enjoy the meal, and afterwards, the two of you sit down in the living room, next to each other on the couch. Tyler pulls you into his arms and kisses you, and while you eagerly respond, he reaches behind you and starts to unzip your dress. At this point you...

suggest your bed might be more comfortable.

help him out of his shirt.

Tyler readily agrees, and you lead him by the hand into your bedroom. There, you quickly strip each other naked and climb into bed. Tyler puts on a condom, and lies down on top of you. As he guides his penis into your vagina, you kiss him and wrap your legs around his back.

But then ... disaster! Your bowels suddenly cramp up, and a tangled mass of worms forces its way through your anus. “Oh no!” you gasp. “Wait! Stop!”

“Huh?” says Tyler, puzzled.

Without your panties to catch them, the worms spill out on to the bedsheet. Tyler, suddenly feeling their slimy wetness against his skin, pulls his penis out of you and kneels up. Seeing the column of worms erupting from your anus, and the expanding writhing pile of worms in front of your buttocks, he leaps off the bed in horror. “Jesus Christ!” he exclaims. “What the fuck?”

“I’m sorry!” you wail in distress, quickly covering yourself and the worms with the top sheet. “I should have told you – should have warned you... I picked these things up in Africa and I can’t seem to get rid of them...”

Tyler is pulling on his jeans. “Sorry, this is just too weird and fucked-up for me right now,” he says. “I have to get outta here.”

Aghast, you watch as he pulls his shoes on and then hurries out of the room. You hear your front door open, then shut. He never even said goodbye. “Fuck!” you scream, punching your pillow. And then you begin to cry.

At first you are feeling too sorry for yourself to be angry at the worms for ruining your date. But then anger does begin to kick in: anger at the worms, anger at Doctor Kapoor for not fixing your problem by now, anger at yourself for not anticipating an accident and warning Tyler, anger at Tyler for not being even slightly understanding.

What will happen now? Will Tyler feel bad about running out on you? Will he want nothing more to do with you? Will he tell everyone at work what happened...?

You can feel worms squirming between your legs, and as some of them begin to enter your vagina, you irritably reach between your legs and pull them back out. Getting out of bed, you gather up all of the worms in a towel, take them through to the bathroom, dump them into the toilet, and flush them away. Then you watch TV until bedtime.

Continue.

You quickly strip each other naked, and you lie back on the couch while Tyler puts on a condom. Then he lies down on top of you, and guides his penis into your vagina. You kiss him and wrap your legs around his back, and he begins thrusting inside you as you utter little moans of pleasure.

But then ... disaster! Your bowels suddenly cramp up, and a tangled mass of worms forces its way through your anus. “Oh no!” you gasp. “Wait! Stop!”

“Huh?” says Tyler, puzzled.

Without your panties to catch them, the worms spill out on to the couch. Tyler, suddenly feeling their slimy wetness against his skin, pulls his penis out of you and kneels up. Seeing the column of worms erupting from your anus, and the expanding writhing pile of worms in front of your buttocks, he leaps off the couch in horror. “Jesus Christ!” he exclaims. “What the fuck?”

“I’m sorry!” you wail in distress, quickly closing your legs and covering your breasts and pussy with your hands. “I should have told you – should have warned you... I picked these things up in Africa and I can’t seem to get rid of them...”

Tyler is pulling on his jeans. “Sorry, this is just too weird and fucked-up for me right now,” he says. “I have to get outta here.”

Aghast, you watch as he pulls his shoes on and then hurries to the front door. You hear hear it open, then shut. He never even said goodbye. “Fuck!” you scream, punching a cushion. And then you begin to cry.

At first you are feeling too sorry for yourself to be angry at the worms for ruining your date. But then anger does begin to kick in: anger at the worms, anger at Doctor Kapoor for not fixing your problem by now, anger at yourself for not anticipating an accident and warning Tyler, anger at Tyler for not being even slightly understanding.

What will happen now? Will Tyler feel bad about running out on you? Will he want nothing more to do with you? Will he tell everyone at work what happened...?

You can feel worms squirming between your legs, and as some of them begin to enter your vagina, you irritably reach between your legs and pull them back out. Getting off the couch, you gather up all of the worms in your dress, take them through to the bathroom, dump them into the toilet, and flush them away. Then you watch TV until bedtime.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. Remembering last night’s debacle, however, you merely curse and climb out of bed, your arousal vanishing.

You walk through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, then wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you take a shower, dry yourself, and put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a microskirt that barely covers your bottom, and black shoes). For a minute you reconsider the microskirt, but then you decide that you wear microskirts for yourself, not for Tyler or any man, and you are not about to let Tyler (or any man) make you forgo something that makes you feel sexy and confident. Besides, let Tyler see what he is missing!

You apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

Well at least someone still finds you exciting, even if it is just Dieter. The thought occurs to you to give Dieter a nice flash of your panties today, and deny Tyler even a glimpse ... but it would be awful if Dieter got the wrong idea.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, quickly making up your mind, you...

cross your legs immediately, minimising exposure of your panties.

delay crossing your legs until Dieter has had a good look at your panties.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about the department, and you educate him on some of the details of what you and your colleagues do.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Oh my God, Dieter!” you exclaim, flopping back into the chair with your knees a couple of inches apart. “There are some idiots on the road this morning!”

Dieter does not reply; speechless, he is staring between your thighs at your white panties with a look of sheer joy on his face. Pretending not to notice this, you continue, “So first this guy in front of me at the lights decides he’s in the wrong lane, and starts signalling right.” You cross your legs, finally. “Our left arrow turns green, but of course he doesn’t want to go left, so he doesn’t move. Eventually the light for going straight turns green, but then he has to wait for a gap before he can pull over. By the time I get to the lights, the left arrow has turned red again! Then...” You continue with your story, which happens to be all true, while Dieter steals many a lingering glance at your legs.

After a few minutes of chatting with Dieter, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you do not say a word to him, and he does not turn around.

You continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Not great,” you reply with a sigh. “Tyler and I had a sort of date last night, and ... well, it kinda sucked.”

“Oh no!” says Ford. “I’m sorry to hear that. Was he a complete jerk? Do you want me to rough him up for you?”

You burst out laughing. Tyler is about six inches taller than Ford, and at least fifty pounds heavier – the idea of Ford roughing him up is rather hilarious. “Thanks Ford,” you say warmly. “That won’t be necessary.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. You realise he must be able to see your panties, but there is something a little satisfying about the idea that you are treating Justin to a view that you are depriving Tyler of.

Pretending not to notice that Justin keeps looking down at your panties, you chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You approach Tyler’s desk rather nervously, not sure how he is feeling about last night. Unfortunately, however, he is on the phone ... and it sounds like the call will last awhile. With a sigh, you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

When you return, you see you have an instant message from Tyler: “Can we talk?”

“Okay...” you reply.

“Bailey’s free,” is his next message.

You head to the Bailey conference room, where Tyler joins you a moment later.

“Penny, I’m really sorry about last night,” he says. “I shouldn’t have freaked out like that.”

“It wasn’t the freaking out that I minded,” you say. “Freaking out was a completely understandable and appropriate reaction. Heck, imagine how I felt when it first happened! I’m very sorry that I didn’t warn you about the worms – I should have known I wouldn’t be able to keep them a secret for long. But Tyler, what upset me was that you just ran out, and didn’t give us a chance to talk about it. You didn’t even ask if I was okay!”

“Oh God!” says Tyler, appalled. “I didn’t, did I? I’m so sorry, Penny! Can you forgive me?”

You shrug. “I suppose it depends how you plan on making it up to me,” you say. “I mean, are we done? Are you too grossed out to pursue this relationship?”

Tyler hesitates. “Is it ... curable?” he asks.

“I don’t know,” you reply. “I’ve been seeing a parasitologist who’s working on curing me, but he hasn’t had much luck yet. Let’s assume that for the foreseeable future at least, worms might come out of my ass at random intervals. Is that something you can handle, or not?” Tyler looks worried, and you add, “You don’t have to answer right now. Just think about it, okay?”

Tyler, looking relieved, nods. Then he says, somewhat belatedly, “Are you okay, though, otherwise? I mean, you seem pretty healthy...”

“I’m fine,” you say with a shrug. “Doctor Kapoor says that this particular species has very little impact on my body’s ability to absorb the nutrients it needs. Really, I wouldn’t know I even had them if they didn’t keep coming out.”

Tyler shudders. “Yeah ... well that’s an image I’ll never get out of my head.” He sighs.

“Let me know what you decide,” you say, and you return to your desk.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, he seems very busy with his work, and does not look up.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of composing an email, so you...

save it as a draft, and leave.

finish the email, and then leave.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

When you return, you see you have an instant message from Tyler: “Can we talk?”

“Okay...” you reply.

“Bailey’s free,” is his next message.

You head to the Bailey conference room, where Tyler joins you a moment later.

“Penny, I’m really sorry about last night,” he says. “I shouldn’t have freaked out like that.”

“It wasn’t the freaking out that I minded,” you say. “Freaking out was a completely understandable and appropriate reaction. Heck, imagine how I felt when it first happened! I’m very sorry that I didn’t warn you about the worms – I should have known I wouldn’t be able to keep them a secret for long. But Tyler, what upset me was that you just ran out, and didn’t give us a chance to talk about it. You didn’t even ask if I was okay!”

“Oh God!” says Tyler, appalled. “I didn’t, did I? I’m so sorry, Penny! Can you forgive me?”

You shrug. “I suppose it depends how you plan on making it up to me,” you say. “I mean, are we done? Are you too grossed out to pursue this relationship?”

Tyler hesitates. “Is it ... curable?” he asks.

“I don’t know,” you reply. “I’ve been seeing a parasitologist who’s working on curing me, but he hasn’t had much luck yet. Let’s assume that for the foreseeable future at least, worms might come out of my ass at random intervals. Is that something you can handle, or not?” Tyler looks worried, and you add, “You don’t have to answer right now. Just think about it, okay?”

Tyler, looking relieved, nods. Then he says, somewhat belatedly, “Are you okay, though, otherwise? I mean, you seem pretty healthy...”

“I’m fine,” you say with a shrug. “Doctor Kapoor says that this particular species has very little impact on my body’s ability to absorb the nutrients it needs. Really, I wouldn’t know I even had them if they didn’t keep coming out.”

Tyler shudders. “Yeah ... well that’s an image I’ll never get out of my head.” He sighs.

“Let me know what you decide,” you say, and you return to your desk.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, he seems very busy with his work, and does not look up.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of composing an email, so you...

save it as a draft, and leave.

finish the email, and then leave.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “My goodness – another sexy outfit!”

“Uh, thanks,” you say, feeling massively creeped-out.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where he asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’d like to extract another worm today,” says Doctor Kapoor.

“Okay...” you reply, with a little sigh of resignation.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it into your rectum. He slides it in and out for a minute or so, then he takes it out, and you force yourself to relax as you feel the blunt head of the dildo pushing into your anus. Its ingress eased by the lubricant, the shaft of the dildo slides deep into your rectum.

Doctor Kapoor then begins to rhythmically thrust the dildo in and out – slowly and gently at first, but then with increasing speed and vigour. You feel very uncomfortable, and as you hear the doctor start to utter little grunts in time with the thrusting, the awful thought strikes you that he might be using his erect penis instead of the dildo. If he were, would you be able to tell?

Fighting down a sense of panic, you...

tell yourself not to be silly, and simply wait for Doctor Kapoor to stop.

prop yourself up on one elbow, and look back over your shoulder.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

When you return, you see you have an instant message from Tyler: “Can we talk?”

“Okay...” you reply.

“Bailey’s free,” is his next message.

You head to the Bailey conference room, where Tyler joins you a moment later.

“Penny, I’m really sorry about last night,” he says. “I shouldn’t have freaked out like that.”

“It wasn’t the freaking out that I minded,” you say. “Freaking out was a completely understandable and appropriate reaction. Heck, imagine how I felt when it first happened! I’m very sorry that I didn’t warn you about the worms – I should have known I wouldn’t be able to keep them a secret for long. But Tyler, what upset me was that you just ran out, and didn’t give us a chance to talk about it. You didn’t even ask if I was okay!”

“Oh God!” says Tyler, appalled. “I didn’t, did I? I’m so sorry, Penny! Can you forgive me?”

You shrug. “I suppose it depends how you plan on making it up to me,” you say. “I mean, are we done? Are you too grossed out to pursue this relationship?”

Tyler hesitates. “Is it ... curable?” he asks.

“I don’t know,” you reply. “I’ve been seeing a parasitologist who’s working on curing me, but he hasn’t had much luck yet. Let’s assume that for the foreseeable future at least, worms might come out of my ass at random intervals. Is that something you can handle, or not?” Tyler looks worried, and you add, “You don’t have to answer right now. Just think about it, okay?”

Tyler, looking relieved, nods. Then he says, somewhat belatedly, “Are you okay, though, otherwise? I mean, you seem pretty healthy...”

“I’m fine,” you say with a shrug. “Doctor Kapoor says that this particular species has very little impact on my body’s ability to absorb the nutrients it needs. Really, I wouldn’t know I even had them if they didn’t keep coming out.”

Tyler shudders. “Yeah ... well that’s an image I’ll never get out of my head.” He sighs.

“Let me know what you decide,” you say, and you return to your desk.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, he seems very busy with his work, and does not look up.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of composing an email, so you...

save it as a draft, and leave.

finish the email, and then leave.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, as you are preparing to leave, Tyler comes over to your desk. “Can we talk?” he asks. “Again?”

“Of course,” you reply.

“I’ve decided I need to just man up and get over my squeamishness,” says Tyler. “I’m sorry I handled it so badly yesterday, but I promise to do better next time, if you’ll give me a second chance.”

“Okay...” you say cautiously. “So, do you just want to try to repeat last night, or...”

Tyler shakes his head. “Tonight I owe you dinner at a nice restaurant,” he says.

You smile. “Well okay then,” you say. “Where shall I meet you?”

“I’ll pick you up,” says Tyler. “Six thirty?”

“Sounds good,” you reply. “See you later then!”

You leave the office, drive home, and get ready for your date. You pull out of your wardrobe a blue minidress,

and put it on, along with a pair of 2-inch heels.

but then you change your mind and decide to wear something shorter.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees, some of whom, you notice, are staring at your microskirt. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, as you are preparing to leave, Tyler comes over to your desk. “Can we talk?” he asks. “Again?”

“Of course,” you reply.

“I’ve decided I need to just man up and get over my squeamishness,” says Tyler. “I’m sorry I handled it so badly yesterday, but I promise to do better next time, if you’ll give me a second chance.”

“Okay...” you say cautiously. “So, do you just want to try to repeat last night, or...”

Tyler shakes his head. “Tonight I owe you dinner at a nice restaurant,” he says.

You smile. “Well okay then,” you say. “Where shall I meet you?”

“I’ll pick you up,” says Tyler. “Six thirty?”

“Sounds good,” you reply. “See you later then!”

You leave the office, drive home, and get ready for your date. You pull out of your wardrobe a blue minidress,

and put it on, along with a pair of 2-inch heels.

but then you change your mind and decide to wear something shorter.

Doctor Kapoor continues thrusting the dildo in and out of your rectum for another minute or so, and then he suddenly pulls it completely out, and shoves in the speculum.

“All right!” he says. “Now let’s extract one of these beauties, shall we?” Then, a moment later, he pulls the speculum out. “Got one! Oh dear – it seems very healthy.” He wipes around your anus with a tissue. “You can put your panties back on now.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

When you return, you see you have an instant message from Tyler: “Can we talk?”

“Okay...” you reply.

“Bailey’s free,” is his next message.

You head to the Bailey conference room, where Tyler joins you a moment later.

“Penny, I’m really sorry about last night,” he says. “I shouldn’t have freaked out like that.”

“It wasn’t the freaking out that I minded,” you say. “Freaking out was a completely understandable and appropriate reaction. Heck, imagine how I felt when it first happened! I’m very sorry that I didn’t warn you about the worms – I should have known I wouldn’t be able to keep them a secret for long. But Tyler, what upset me was that you just ran out, and didn’t give us a chance to talk about it. You didn’t even ask if I was okay!”

“Oh God!” says Tyler, appalled. “I didn’t, did I? I’m so sorry, Penny! Can you forgive me?”

You shrug. “I suppose it depends how you plan on making it up to me,” you say. “I mean, are we done? Are you too grossed out to pursue this relationship?”

Tyler hesitates. “Is it ... curable?” he asks.

“I don’t know,” you reply. “I’ve been seeing a parasitologist who’s working on curing me, but he hasn’t had much luck yet. Let’s assume that for the foreseeable future at least, worms might come out of my ass at random intervals. Is that something you can handle, or not?” Tyler looks worried, and you add, “You don’t have to answer right now. Just think about it, okay?”

Tyler, looking relieved, nods. Then he says, somewhat belatedly, “Are you okay, though, otherwise? I mean, you seem pretty healthy...”

“I’m fine,” you say with a shrug. “Doctor Kapoor says that this particular species has very little impact on my body’s ability to absorb the nutrients it needs. Really, I wouldn’t know I even had them if they didn’t keep coming out.”

Tyler shudders. “Yeah ... well that’s an image I’ll never get out of my head.” He sighs.

“Let me know what you decide,” you say, and you return to your desk.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, he seems very busy with his work, and does not look up.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of composing an email, so you...

save it as a draft, and leave.

finish the email, and then leave.

You look back at Doctor Kapoor, and see that he is indeed thrusting a dildo in and out of your anus. “Something wrong?” he asks.

“No,” you reply in relief. “Carry on.”

Doctor Kapoor continues thrusting the dildo in and out of your rectum for another minute or so, and then he suddenly pulls it completely out, and shoves in the speculum.

“All right!” he says. “Now let’s extract one of these beauties, shall we?” Then, a moment later, he pulls the speculum out. “Got one! Oh dear – it seems very healthy.” He wipes around your anus with a tissue. “You can put your panties back on now.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

When you return, you see you have an instant message from Tyler: “Can we talk?”

“Okay...” you reply.

“Bailey’s free,” is his next message.

You head to the Bailey conference room, where Tyler joins you a moment later.

“Penny, I’m really sorry about last night,” he says. “I shouldn’t have freaked out like that.”

“It wasn’t the freaking out that I minded,” you say. “Freaking out was a completely understandable and appropriate reaction. Heck, imagine how I felt when it first happened! I’m very sorry that I didn’t warn you about the worms – I should have known I wouldn’t be able to keep them a secret for long. But Tyler, what upset me was that you just ran out, and didn’t give us a chance to talk about it. You didn’t even ask if I was okay!”

“Oh God!” says Tyler, appalled. “I didn’t, did I? I’m so sorry, Penny! Can you forgive me?”

You shrug. “I suppose it depends how you plan on making it up to me,” you say. “I mean, are we done? Are you too grossed out to pursue this relationship?”

Tyler hesitates. “Is it ... curable?” he asks.

“I don’t know,” you reply. “I’ve been seeing a parasitologist who’s working on curing me, but he hasn’t had much luck yet. Let’s assume that for the foreseeable future at least, worms might come out of my ass at random intervals. Is that something you can handle, or not?” Tyler looks worried, and you add, “You don’t have to answer right now. Just think about it, okay?”

Tyler, looking relieved, nods. Then he says, somewhat belatedly, “Are you okay, though, otherwise? I mean, you seem pretty healthy...”

“I’m fine,” you say with a shrug. “Doctor Kapoor says that this particular species has very little impact on my body’s ability to absorb the nutrients it needs. Really, I wouldn’t know I even had them if they didn’t keep coming out.”

Tyler shudders. “Yeah ... well that’s an image I’ll never get out of my head.” He sighs.

“Let me know what you decide,” you say, and you return to your desk.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, he seems very busy with his work, and does not look up.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of composing an email, so you...

save it as a draft, and leave.

finish the email, and then leave.

At half past six, the doorbell rings, and you open the door to see Tyler standing there. He grins, and looks you up and down. “You look very nice!” he says. “Very elegant.”

“Thanks,” you reply with a smile. You follow him to his car, and he drives you to an Indian restaurant, where you enjoy a delicious meal. Tyler insists on paying, to which you object half-heartedly.

Afterwards, Tyler says, “What now?”

“My place, I think,” you say. “We have unfinished business.”

Tyler laughs, and agrees. He takes you home, where you invite him in. Minutes later, you are both naked and in your bed. Tyler slides his condom-wrapped erection inside you, and this time there are no interruptions from emerging worms, to the great relief of both of you.

“Oh God ... oh yeah ... uhhh ... uhhh...” Tyler grunts, as he reaches his climax. With your legs wrapped around his back, you grind your pussy against his pelvis.

Lying beside each other afterwards, you both say nothing for a few moments. Then Tyler says, “Well that was better!”

You laugh. “Yup,” you say, then you gasp as several worms slip out of your anus. “Oh god!” you exclaim.

“What’s wrong?” asks Tyler.

“Worms,” you reply, as a few more wriggle out of your rectum and on to sheet beneath your bare bottom. “Argh. Excuse me.” You fetch your panties from the floor by the bed, and put them on, out of sight beneath the top sheet. Then you feel around, grab all the worms you can find, and stuff them into your panties.

Tyler turns on to his side and looks at you curiously. “What are you doing?” he asks.

“Putting the worms in my panties,” you reply, a little defensively. “Easier to transport them to the toilet this way.”

“But don’t they, you know, freak you out?” inquires Tyler. “I mean, I’d think you would want them as far away from you as possible.”

You shrug. “Every morning I wake up with my panties full of worms,” you tell him. “It’s no longer a novelty. I’m way past being freaked out, now.”

Tyler shudders. “I gotta hand it to you, Penny – I’d be a nervous wreck if I had to go through that every day.”

You chuckle. “Thank you,” you say. Then you look at the clock. “It’s still early – want to stay awhile...? Maybe watch some TV...?”

Tyler grins. “Sure, I’d love to,” he says.

“Excellent,” you say with a smile. “Just let me get rid of these worms...”

You spend a very pleasant evening with Tyler, and when he leaves, you sigh happily. This evening went so much better than last night!

You brush your teeth, then climb into bed. As you drift off to sleep with a smile on your face, half a dozen worms slither out of your anus...

Continue.

At the far end of your wardrobe you find a sexy little red microdress, and you shiver as you put it on. Like your current batch of work skirts, it barely covers your bottom ... and it has a tendency to climb as you walk.

At half past six, the doorbell rings, and you open the door to see Tyler standing there. He gasps as he looks you up and down. “Wow!” he says. “I didn’t think you could get any hotter, but ... wow!”

“Thanks!” you reply with a giggle. You follow him to his car, and he drives you to an Indian restaurant, where you enjoy a delicious meal. Tyler insists on paying, to which you object half-heartedly.

Afterwards, Tyler says, “What now?”

“My place, I think,” you say. “We have unfinished business.”

Tyler laughs, and agrees. He takes you home, where you invite him in. Minutes later, you are both naked and in your bed. Tyler slides his condom-wrapped erection inside you, and this time there are no interruptions from emerging worms, to the great relief of both of you.

“Oh God ... oh yeah ... uhhh ... uhhh...” Tyler grunts, as he reaches his climax. With your legs wrapped around his back, you grind your pussy against his pelvis.

Lying beside each other afterwards, you both say nothing for a few moments. Then Tyler says, “Well that was better!”

You laugh. “Yup,” you say, then you gasp as several worms slip out of your anus. “Oh god!” you exclaim.

“What’s wrong?” asks Tyler.

“Worms,” you reply, as a few more wriggle out of your rectum and on to sheet beneath your bare bottom. “Argh. Excuse me.” You fetch your panties from the floor by the bed, and put them on, out of sight beneath the top sheet. Then you feel around, grab all the worms you can find, and stuff them into your panties.

Tyler turns on to his side and looks at you curiously. “What are you doing?” he asks.

“Putting the worms in my panties,” you reply, a little defensively. “Easier to transport them to the toilet this way.”

“But don’t they, you know, freak you out?” inquires Tyler. “I mean, I’d think you would want them as far away from you as possible.”

You shrug. “Every morning I wake up with my panties full of worms,” you tell him. “It’s no longer a novelty. I’m way past being freaked out, now.”

Tyler shudders. “I gotta hand it to you, Penny – I’d be a nervous wreck if I had to go through that every day.”

You chuckle. “Thank you,” you say. Then you look at the clock. “It’s still early – want to stay awhile...? Maybe watch some TV...?”

Tyler grins. “Sure, I’d love to,” he says.

“Excellent,” you say with a smile. “Just let me get rid of these worms...”

You spend a very pleasant evening with Tyler, and when he leaves, you sigh happily. This evening went so much better than last night!

You brush your teeth, then climb into bed. As you drift off to sleep with a smile on your face, half a dozen worms slither out of your anus...

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. With a happy sigh, you spread your legs and masturbate, fantasising about Tyler. It does not take you long to reach a delicious climax.

But then it is time to get up. You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a microskirt that barely covers your bottom, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, realising he will have a perfect view up your skirt from where he is sitting, you...

clasp your hands in your lap.

cross your legs.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter looks a little disappointed as he looks at your clasped hands, but then he starts chatting with you about work, and the two of you brainstorm about potential areas for improvement in the department.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about about work, and the two of you brainstorm about potential areas for improvement in the department.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, glancing down at your microskirt with a grin.

You giggle, then continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, you quickly clasp your hands in your lap.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey Babe,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks down at your panties. “Nice panties!” he says cheekily.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice...

but you stop him before you get too excited.

and you ease your thighs a little further apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “My goodness – another sexy outfit!”

“Uh, thanks,” you say, feeling massively creeped-out.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where he asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’d like to extract another worm today,” says Doctor Kapoor.

“Okay...” you reply, with a little sigh of resignation.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it into your rectum. He slides it in and out for a minute or so, then he takes it out, and you force yourself to relax as you feel the blunt head of the dildo pushing into your anus. Its ingress eased by the lubricant, the shaft of the dildo slides deep into your rectum.

Doctor Kapoor then begins to rhythmically thrust the dildo in and out – slowly and gently at first, but then with increasing speed and vigour. You feel very uncomfortable, and as you hear the doctor start to utter little grunts in time with the thrusting, the awful thought strikes you that he might be using his erect penis instead of the dildo. If he were, would you be able to tell?

Fighting down a sense of panic, you...

tell yourself not to be silly, and simply wait for Doctor Kapoor to stop.

prop yourself up on one elbow, and look back over your shoulder.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey Tyler,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi Penny,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and...

say, “Enough of that, you naughty boy. Someone will see!”

spread your legs as you lean back against the bench.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler cups your pussy through your panties and sensually massages your labia and clitoris, causing you to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

You let him continue until you find yourself becoming too excited to stay quiet any longer. “Okay okay, enough,” you gasp, pushing his hand away. “Or you’ll get us both fired!”

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees, some of whom, you notice, are staring at your microskirt. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

Doctor Kapoor continues thrusting the dildo in and out of your rectum for another minute or so, and then he suddenly pulls it completely out, and shoves in the speculum.

“All right!” he says. “Now let’s extract one of these beauties, shall we?” Then, a moment later, he pulls the speculum out. “Got one! Oh dear – it seems very healthy.” He wipes around your anus with a tissue. “You can put your panties back on now.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You look back at Doctor Kapoor, and see that he is indeed thrusting a dildo in and out of your anus. “Something wrong?” he asks.

“No,” you reply in relief. “Carry on.”

Doctor Kapoor continues thrusting the dildo in and out of your rectum for another minute or so, and then he suddenly pulls it completely out, and shoves in the speculum.

“All right!” he says. “Now let’s extract one of these beauties, shall we?” Then, a moment later, he pulls the speculum out. “Got one! Oh dear – it seems very healthy.” He wipes around your anus with a tissue. “You can put your panties back on now.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

Tyler grins. “Maybe later then,” he says.

You make out with him for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

Tyler grins down at your highly exposed panties. “Awesome!” he says. He leans in for another kiss, and while his tongue dances around yours, he subtly pulls the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

“Oh – okay,” says Tyler, looking disappointed. “Goodnight then.”

“Goodnight Tyler,” you say.

He leaves, and you remain at your desk, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you.

The phone rings, and you answer it. To your surprise, it is Tina. “Tina!” you exclaim. “I’m so happy to hear from you! How are you?”

“Good, thanks!” says Tina. “I’ve got a job managing the finances at a tech company, Appsolutions. It’s small, but growing rapidly.”

“That’s great!” you say. “I’m so glad you’ve landed on your feet!”

“Me too,” says Tina. “But listen: if you’re interested, there might be a job here for you, too. I’m struggling to keep up with the workload, and I have nobody to help me. I really need an assistant – someone who can do the day-to-day stuff, and free me up to focus on developing an actual financial strategy for the company.”

“Wow!” you say. “That’s ... a very interesting offer! I’ll have to think about it. Things are actually going pretty well here...”

“Oh?” says Tina. “I heard you didn’t get my job...”

“That sucked,” you agree, “but on the other hand ... Tyler and I just got together...”

“Oh! Well I did kinda see that coming,” says Tina. “Congratulations. Does he know about the...?”

“Yup,” you confirm. “He’s still getting used to the idea, but he’s willing to deal with it.”

“Good!” says Tina. “Well, think it over anyway. I could certainly use you here.”

“I will,” you promise. “Thanks for the offer!”

“You’re welcome,” she says. “Bye Penny.”

“Goodbye Tina,” you reply. You hang up, and get back to work.

Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve. You switch off your computer, leave the office, and walk to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

“Awesome!” says Tyler happily.

You switch off your computer, and leave the office with Tyler. “Eat in or go out?” you ask him.

“Hmm,” says Tyler. “Do you fancy a pizza?”

“Sure,” you say. “We can pick one up on the way back to my place if you like. I often order from Pizza Be With You.”

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “Wanna share one, or...”

“I’m getting the Mediterranean,” you tell him.

“Ah,” says Tyler. “I think I’ll order mine separately then.”

Once in your car, you order your pizza, then drive to Pizza Be With You with Tyler following close behind. Once you have both picked up your pizzas, you drive to your house, and the two of you eat in front of the TV. During this time, some worms escape from your anus, and after dinner you go to the bathroom to get rid of them.

Then you and Tyler jump into bed and have sex, and it is wonderful – he is an attentive lover with lots of stamina. Afterwards you put your panties back on, and spend the next couple of hours lying in bed and talking with Tyler, while your panties and vagina gradually fill up with worms. Then Tyler goes home, and you brush your teeth, flush away all the worms, climb back into bed, and soon fall asleep.

Continue.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. With a happy sigh, you spread your legs and masturbate, fantasising about Tyler. It does not take you long to reach a delicious climax.

But then it is time to get up. You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a microskirt that barely covers your bottom, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, realising he will have a perfect view up your skirt from where he is sitting, you...

clasp your hands in your lap.

cross your legs.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter looks a little disappointed as he looks at your clasped hands, but then he starts chatting with you about work, and the two of you brainstorm about potential areas for improvement in the department.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about about work, and the two of you brainstorm about potential areas for improvement in the department.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, glancing down at your microskirt with a grin.

You giggle, then continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, you quickly clasp your hands in your lap.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey Babe,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks down at your panties. “Nice panties!” he says cheekily.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice...

but you stop him before you get too excited.

and you ease your thighs a little further apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you cross your legs.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “My goodness – another sexy outfit!”

“Uh, thanks,” you say, feeling massively creeped-out.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where he asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

Kicking off your shoes, you pull down your panties, then get on to the table and lie down on your side. “I’d like to extract another worm today,” says Doctor Kapoor.

“Okay...” you reply, with a little sigh of resignation.

You feel his finger rubbing cold lubricant all around your anus, then you gasp as he inserts his finger, pushing it into your rectum. He slides it in and out for a minute or so, then he takes it out, and you force yourself to relax as you feel the blunt head of the dildo pushing into your anus. Its ingress eased by the lubricant, the shaft of the dildo slides deep into your rectum.

Doctor Kapoor then begins to rhythmically thrust the dildo in and out – slowly and gently at first, but then with increasing speed and vigour. You feel very uncomfortable, and as you hear the doctor start to utter little grunts in time with the thrusting, the awful thought strikes you that he might be using his erect penis instead of the dildo. If he were, would you be able to tell?

Fighting down a sense of panic, you...

tell yourself not to be silly, and simply wait for Doctor Kapoor to stop.

prop yourself up on one elbow, and look back over your shoulder.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey Tyler,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi Penny,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and...

say, “Enough of that, you naughty boy. Someone will see!”

spread your legs as you lean back against the bench.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler cups your pussy through your panties and sensually massages your labia and clitoris, causing you to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

You let him continue until you find yourself becoming too excited to stay quiet any longer. “Okay okay, enough,” you gasp, pushing his hand away. “Or you’ll get us both fired!”

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees, some of whom, you notice, are staring at your microskirt. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

Doctor Kapoor continues thrusting the dildo in and out of your rectum for another minute or so, and then he suddenly pulls it completely out, and shoves in the speculum.

“All right!” he says. “Now let’s extract one of these beauties, shall we?” Then, a moment later, he pulls the speculum out. “Got one! Oh dear – it seems very healthy.” He wipes around your anus with a tissue. “You can put your panties back on now.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You look back at Doctor Kapoor, and see that he is indeed thrusting a dildo in and out of your anus. “Something wrong?” he asks.

“No,” you reply in relief. “Carry on.”

Doctor Kapoor continues thrusting the dildo in and out of your rectum for another minute or so, and then he suddenly pulls it completely out, and shoves in the speculum.

“All right!” he says. “Now let’s extract one of these beauties, shall we?” Then, a moment later, he pulls the speculum out. “Got one! Oh dear – it seems very healthy.” He wipes around your anus with a tissue. “You can put your panties back on now.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

Tyler grins. “Well then, let’s do something else fun,” he says. “How about we tell each other a naughty secret about ourselves?”

“Sounds like fun,” you say with a smile. “You go first.”

“All right,” says Tyler. “Hmm, let’s see. I used to feel my teacher’s boobs – and she let me.”

“Whoa!” you say. “How old were you?”

“Fourteen,” says Tyler. “Now your turn.”

“Um,” you say, “Well, thanks to these little skirts of mine, you’re not the only person at work who’s seen my panties.”

“Oh?” says Tyler, looking amused.

“Well, whenever I stop by his office, Dieter invites me to sit down, then watches my skirt like a hawk, no doubt hoping for a glimpse of my panties. Which I’m pretty sure he’s got, once or twice.”

Tyler laughs. “Awesome,” he says.

“Awesome?” you reply, somewhat surprised. “You like the idea of our boss looking at my panties?”

Tyler chuckles. “Kind of,” he says. “Well, a lot, actually. I dunno, it just, kinda, reinforces how sexy you are. You know?”

“Huh!” you say, not sure whether to feel indignant or gratified. “So ... would you like it if I flashed him on purpose? Or does it only work for you if it’s unintentional?”

Tyler grins. “If you flash Dieter on purpose, I’d love to hear about it. What you showed him, and his reaction. That would be a big turn-on.”

You laugh. “Well don’t get your hopes up,” you caution him. “But I’ll bear it in mind.”

You make out with him for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

Tyler grins down at your highly exposed panties. “Awesome!” he says. He leans in for another kiss, and while his tongue dances around yours, he subtly pulls the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

“Oh – okay,” says Tyler, looking disappointed. “Goodnight then.”

“Goodnight Tyler,” you say.

He leaves, and you remain at your desk, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you.

Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve. You switch off your computer, leave the office, and walk to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

“Awesome!” says Tyler happily.

You switch off your computer, and leave the office with Tyler. “Eat in or go out?” you ask him.

“Hmm,” says Tyler. “Wanna do pizza again?”

“Sure,” you say.

Once in your car, you order your pizza, then drive to Pizza Be With You with Tyler following close behind. Once you have both picked up your pizzas, you drive to your house, and the two of you eat in front of the TV. During this time, some worms escape from your anus, and after dinner you go to the bathroom to get rid of them.

Then you and Tyler jump into bed and have sex, and it is wonderful – he is an attentive lover with lots of stamina. Afterwards you put your panties back on, and spend the next couple of hours lying in bed and talking with Tyler, while your panties and vagina gradually fill up with worms. Then Tyler goes home, and you brush your teeth, flush away all the worms, climb back into bed, and soon fall asleep.

Continue.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. With a happy sigh, you spread your legs and masturbate, fantasising about Tyler. It does not take you long to reach a delicious climax.

But then it is time to get up. You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a microskirt that barely covers your bottom, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, mindful of Tyler’s request, you decide to...

leave your knees slightly apart, so that Dieter can see up your skirt.

cross your legs.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt at your panties. You pretend not to notice this as you chatter away about the challenges faced by your department. Dieter nods and utters laconic comments from time to time, but his attention is clearly not on the conversation.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and message Tyler: “Sat with my knees apart just a bit – Dieter couldn’t take his eyes off my panties.”

Tyler soon replies, “AWESOME! Thank you!!”

You chuckle quietly to yourself. Then, after reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about about work, and the two of you brainstorm about potential areas for improvement in the department.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and message Tyler: “Pretty sure Dieter just got a couple of peeks at my panties when I crossed and uncrossed my legs...”

Tyler soon replies, “Cool! Thanks for letting me know :)”

You chuckle quietly to yourself. Then, after reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, glancing down at your microskirt with a grin.

You giggle, then continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, and how Tyler would feel about that, you simply pretend not to notice where Justin is looking.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey Babe,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks down at your panties. “Nice panties!” he says cheekily.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice...

but you stop him before you get too excited.

and you ease your thighs a little further apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you resolve to mention this to Tyler later.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

While you are waiting, however, your bowels suddenly cramp, and a writhing mass of worms is forcibly expelled from your anus. You start to get up, intending to go to the restroom, but then the amusing thought occurs to you that now Doctor Kapoor will not need to retrieve a worm from your rectum. So you simply wait, while the worms explore your nether regions. Soon enough, a few of them enter your vagina.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “Another sexy outfit, I see!”

“Uh, thanks,” you say warily.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where he asks you to remove your panties and shoes, and climb on to the table.

“Um, that might not be necessary,” you say. “A bunch of worms just came out of my ass a few minutes ago.”

“They are still in your panties?” asks the doctor in surprise. When you nod, he says, “Interesting! Well, I’ll keep them for study, but I’d still like to do an endoscopy.”

“Oh – all right,” you say with a sigh. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully pull down your panties and hand them to Doctor Kapoor, complete with their wriggling cargo. Then you get on to the table and lie down on your side.

Once the doctor has transferred your worms into a suitable receptacle, he begins to rub cold lubricant all around your anus. But then he gasps. “Miss Farthing – I don’t want to alarm you, but ... there is a worm in your vagina.”

“Oh, I know,” you tell him. “That’s nothing new. Every morning my vagina is full of them.”

“How extraordinary!” says Doctor Kapoor. “Well we’d better get them out. We don’t want them entering your uterus, do we?”

You shudder. “They wouldn’t ... would they...?”

“I don’t know,” admits the doctor. “Shall we find out? We’ll need to do an ultrasound...”

“Sure,” you say.

“Your skirt is in the way,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Can you please remove it?”

“Okay,” you say reluctantly, now beginning to wish you had got rid of the worms. You take off your skirt, and hand it to the doctor, who puts it on the chair with your panties.

“Now, turn on to your back,” says Doctor Kapoor, “and spread your legs apart a little please.”

Suppressing a little whimper at the thought of presenting yourself to Doctor Kapoor in this manner, you turn yourself on to your back, and stare up at the ceiling as you spread your thighs apart, with your knees bent. “Shouldn’t my feet be in stirrups or something...?” you inquire.

“This table does not have stirrups,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Would you like to move to a different exam room?”

“No – it’s fine,” you say.

You feel his fingers slathering lubricant all around your vaginal opening, then you grimace as he inserts two of his fingers, pushing them deep into your vagina. He slides them in and out, feeling around. “Ah yes,” he says, “you do have a few worms in here, don’t you? Well don’t worry – I will get them out.”

He retrieves one worm after another from your vagina over the course of the next few minutes – you reflect that you could do this much faster, as he thoroughly probes you with his fingers, sliding them in and out while grinning down at your pussy in a rather unprofessional way.

“All done,” he says at last. “Now the endoscope. Would you rather I use my fingers, or the sex toy, to lubricate your anus?”

Neither option is very appealing. With a sigh of resignation, you say,

“Your fingers, I guess.”

“The dildo, I guess.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey Tyler,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi Penny,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and...

say, “Enough of that, you naughty boy. Someone will see!”

spread your legs as you lean back against the bench.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler cups your pussy through your panties and sensually massages your labia and clitoris, causing you to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

You let him continue until you find yourself becoming too excited to stay quiet any longer. “Okay okay, enough,” you gasp, pushing his hand away. “Or you’ll get us both fired!”

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room and sit down with the other attendees, some of whom, you notice, are staring at your microskirt. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

“All right,” says Doctor Kapoor with a smile. You feel him rubbing lubricant around your anus with his fingers, and then he pushes one finger into your rectum, and begins sliding it in and out slowly and rhythmically.

He continues doing this for what seems like an unnecessarily long time – perhaps two minutes or so – and then he takes out his finger, and feeds the endoscope in.

“Hmm, yes,” he says, while thrusting the endoscope in and out. “Their activity in your rectum seems normal. We’ll try a new medication.” He pulls out the endoscope, and wipes around your anus with a tissue. “Now for the ultrasound.” He gets up and walks over to the corner of the room, then returns, wheeling an ultrasound machine towards the exam table.

“You happen to have an ultrasound machine in your exam room?” you ask in surprise.

“I am a parasitologist,” says Doctor Kapoor, “specialising in endoparasites. This is a standard tool of my trade. Now pull up your blouse please.”

You do so, uncovering your belly, and Doctor Kapoor squirts some gel on to your abdomen. Then he takes the ultrasound probe, and presses it gently into the middle of the gel. He plays it around a little, studying the screen, which to you looks dark and blurry, with indistinct pale structures here and there.

“No worms in the uterus!” says the doctor cheerfully. “But we should continue to monitor that.” He puts the probe away, and wipes the gel off your belly. “You can put your panties back on now.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “I’ll send the new prescription to Rite Aid, as usual. Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head to Rite Aid, where you pick up your new prescription. Then you drive back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

“All right,” says Doctor Kapoor with a smile. You feel him rubbing lubricant around your anus with his fingers, and then he begins pushing the head of the dildo into your rectum, while you wince and try to relax.

Once the dildo is buried deep, the doctor begins sliding it in and out slowly and rhythmically. He continues doing this for what seems like an unnecessarily long time – perhaps three minutes or more – while his thrusting gets gradually faster and more vigorous. You stare up at the ceiling uncomfortably, wondering when he is going to stop.

Then, suddenly, he pulls the dildo out, and replaces it with the endoscope.

“Hmm, yes,” he says, while thrusting the endoscope in and out. “Their activity in your rectum seems normal. We’ll try a new medication.” He pulls out the endoscope, and wipes around your anus with a tissue. “Now for the ultrasound.” He gets up and walks over to the corner of the room, then returns, wheeling an ultrasound machine towards the exam table.

“You happen to have an ultrasound machine in your exam room?” you ask in surprise.

“I am a parasitologist,” says Doctor Kapoor, “specialising in endoparasites. This is a standard tool of my trade. Now pull up your blouse please.”

You do so, uncovering your belly, and Doctor Kapoor squirts some gel on to your abdomen. Then he takes the ultrasound probe, and presses it gently into the middle of the gel. He plays it around a little, studying the screen, which to you looks dark and blurry, with indistinct pale structures here and there.

“No worms in the uterus!” says the doctor cheerfully. “But we should continue to monitor that.” He puts the probe away, and wipes the gel off your belly. “You can put your panties back on now.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “I’ll send the new prescription to Rite Aid, as usual. Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head to Rite Aid, where you pick up your new prescription. Then you drive back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

Tyler grins. “Maybe later then,” he says.

You make out with him for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

Tyler grins down at your highly exposed panties. “Awesome!” he says. He leans in for another kiss, and while his tongue dances around yours, he subtly pulls the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. You are in the middle of a nice little instant message conversation with Tyler, so you...

cut your conversation short, and leave.

spend a couple more minutes chatting with Tyler, and leave at the last minute.

“Oh – okay,” says Tyler, looking disappointed. “Goodnight then.”

“Goodnight Tyler,” you say.

He leaves, and you remain at your desk, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you.

Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve. You switch off your computer, leave the office, and walk to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

“Awesome!” says Tyler happily.

You switch off your computer, and leave the office with Tyler. “Eat in or go out?” you ask him.

“Let’s eat in,” says Tyler. “Funds are a little tight. I’m happy to cook though.”

“Okay!” you say.

You drive home, with Tyler following close behind. He cooks a nice if unambitious meal, which the two of you eat in front of the TV. During this time, some worms escape from your anus, and after dinner you go to the bathroom to get rid of them.

Then you and Tyler jump into bed and have sex, and it is wonderful, as usual. Afterwards you put your panties back on, and spend the next couple of hours lying in bed and talking with Tyler, while your panties and vagina gradually fill up with worms. Then Tyler goes home, and you brush your teeth, flush away all the worms, climb back into bed, and soon fall asleep.

Continue.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. You notice there are more than usual – newcomers include some of the customer service reps – the room is getting rather crowded. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan. “Before we continue, I’d like to suggest a change. Since we have a few extra people joining this meeting now – welcome Amanda, Suresh, Jaime and Juanita – space in here is getting a little tight. For those of you based at Chapel Street, therefore, attendance in person is henceforth optional; we’ll set up a conference call and you can join us remotely. If you wish to come here in person, feel free, but it’s no longer required.”

“That is good to know,” says Dieter. “Thank you, Ryan.”

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. You notice there are more than usual – newcomers include some of the customer service reps – the room is getting rather crowded. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan. “Before we continue, I’d like to suggest a change. Since we have a few extra people joining this meeting now – welcome Amanda, Suresh, Jaime and Juanita – space in here is getting a little tight. For those of you based at Chapel Street, therefore, attendance in person is henceforth optional; we’ll set up a conference call and you can join us remotely. If you wish to come here in person, feel free, but it’s no longer required.”

“That is good to know,” says Dieter. “Thank you, Ryan.”

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. With a happy sigh, you spread your legs and masturbate, fantasising about Tyler. It does not take you long to reach a delicious climax.

But then it is time to get up. You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a microskirt that barely covers your bottom, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, mindful of Tyler’s feelings on the matter, you decide to...

leave your knees slightly apart, so that Dieter can see up your skirt.

cross your legs.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt at your panties. You pretend not to notice this as you chatter away about the challenges faced by your department. Dieter nods and utters laconic comments from time to time, but his attention is clearly not on the conversation.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about about work, and the two of you brainstorm about potential areas for improvement in the department.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and message Tyler: “Crossed & uncrossed my legs for Dieter – pretty sure he saw my panties.”

Tyler soon replies, “Cool! Thanks :)”

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, glancing down at your microskirt with a grin.

You giggle, then continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, and how Tyler would feel about that, you simply pretend not to notice where Justin is looking.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey Babe,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks down at your panties. “Nice panties!” he says cheekily.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice...

but you stop him before you get too excited.

and you ease your thighs a little further apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice a well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at a table about fifteen feet away. From his vantage point he has a good view of your legs, although he is not directly in front of you, and therefore cannot quite see up your skirt. He is watching your legs like a hawk, though, and has not yet realised you have noticed him doing so.

It occurs to you that Tyler would probably love it if you were to flash your panties at this gentleman – and indeed it would take very little effort on your part to do so. You would simply need to turn about ten degrees to the right, so that your knees are pointing approximately towards the man ... and perhaps part your thighs a little. It is a little tempting ... but you are reluctant to give the man the wrong idea.

After thinking about it for a moment, you...

decide to keep your knees together and ignore the man.

give the man a good look at your panties.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you resolve to mention this to Tyler later.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “Another sexy outfit, I see!”

“Uh, thanks,” you say warily.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where he asks you to remove your skirt, panties and shoes, and climb on to the table. Rather reluctantly, you do so. Then, at Doctor Kapoor’s prompting, you lie down on your back, lift your knees up, and spread your thighs apart.

“I’ll just check your vagina for worms,” he says, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your vaginal opening, then he sinks two fingers into your vagina, and begins slowly thrusting them in and out.

“I’m sure I got them all out this morning,” you tell him.

“It doesn’t hurt to make sure,” says Doctor Kapoor, grinning down at your pussy as he increases the pace of his thrusting. You cannot help thinking that his technique seems more conducive to eliciting arousal than to finding and extracting giant roundworms, and you are about to voice this opinion when he stops. “No worms in there,” he says. “I’ll need to extract one from your rectum.”

He fetches the brown dildo from a drawer, then he smears some lubricant around your anus. He also rubs lube all over the shaft of the dildo. Pressing the tip of the dildo against your anus, he slowly slides it deep into your rectum. Then, with gentle strokes, he begins thrusting it in and out.

This experience feels so much like anal sex that, when you close your eyes, you can easily imagine that Doctor Kapoor is fucking your anus with his cock instead of with a dildo – particularly when the pace of the thrusting speeds up and the doctor starts uttering little rhythmic grunts of effort. Once again, the thrusting continues way longer than you feel is necessary; it is not entirely unpleasant, but you cannot help wondering if Doctor Kapoor is deriving pleasure from this.

Suddenly he whips out the dildo, and slides in the speculum before your anus has a chance to close. A moment later he says, “Got one! Seems quite healthy – what a shame. But now for the ultrasound. Pull up your blouse please.”

He pulls out the speculum out of your anus, then brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears gel on your abdomen, places the probe in the middle of it, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. “Okay, you can put your clothes back on.” He wipes down your nether regions with a tissue.

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey Tyler,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi Penny,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and...

say, “Enough of that, you naughty boy. Someone will see!”

spread your legs as you lean back against the bench.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler cups your pussy through your panties and sensually massages your labia and clitoris, causing you to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

You let him continue until you find yourself becoming too excited to stay quiet any longer. “Okay okay, enough,” you gasp, pushing his hand away. “Or you’ll get us both fired!”

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Tyler grins. “Maybe later then,” he says.

You make out with him for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Tyler grins down at your highly exposed panties. “Awesome!” he says. He leans in for another kiss, and while his tongue dances around yours, he subtly pulls the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Oh – okay,” says Tyler, looking disappointed. “Goodnight then.”

“Goodnight Tyler,” you say.

He leaves, and you remain at your desk, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you.

Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve. You switch off your computer, leave the office, and walk to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

“Awesome!” says Tyler happily.

You switch off your computer, and leave the office with Tyler. “Eat in or go out?” you ask him.

“Let’s eat in,” says Tyler. “Funds are a little tight. I’m happy to cook though.”

“Okay!” you say.

You drive home, with Tyler following close behind. He cooks a nice if unambitious meal, which the two of you eat in front of the TV. During this time, some worms escape from your anus, and after dinner you go to the bathroom to get rid of them.

Then you and Tyler jump into bed and have sex, and it is wonderful, as usual. Afterwards you put your panties back on, and spend the next couple of hours lying in bed and talking with Tyler, while your panties and vagina gradually fill up with worms. Then Tyler goes home, and you brush your teeth, flush away all the worms, climb back into bed, and soon fall asleep.

Continue.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. With a happy sigh, you spread your legs and masturbate, fantasising about Tyler. It does not take you long to reach a delicious climax.

But then it is time to get up. You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a microskirt that barely covers your bottom, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, mindful of Tyler’s feelings on the matter, you decide to...

leave your knees slightly apart, so that Dieter can see up your skirt.

cross your legs.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt at your panties. You pretend not to notice this as you chatter away about the challenges faced by your department. Dieter nods and utters laconic comments from time to time, but his attention is clearly not on the conversation.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about about work, and the two of you brainstorm about potential areas for improvement in the department.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and message Tyler: “Crossed & uncrossed my legs for Dieter – pretty sure he saw my panties.”

Tyler soon replies, “Cool! Thanks :)”

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, glancing down at your microskirt with a grin.

You giggle, then continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, and how Tyler would feel about that, you simply pretend not to notice where Justin is looking.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey Babe,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks down at your panties. “Nice panties!” he says cheekily.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice...

but you stop him before you get too excited.

and you ease your thighs a little further apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You know that Tyler would probably love it if you were to flash your panties at this gentleman, but you are reluctant to give the man the wrong idea.

After thinking about it for a moment, you...

decide to keep your knees together and ignore the man.

give the man a good look at your panties.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you resolve to mention this to Tyler later.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “Another sexy outfit, I see!”

“Uh, thanks,” you say warily.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where he asks you to remove your skirt, panties and shoes, and climb on to the table. Rather reluctantly, you do so. Then, at Doctor Kapoor’s prompting, you lie down on your back, lift your knees up, and spread your thighs apart.

“I’ll just check your vagina for worms,” he says, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your vaginal opening, then he sinks two fingers into your vagina, and begins slowly thrusting them in and out.

“I’m sure I got them all out this morning,” you tell him.

“It doesn’t hurt to make sure,” says Doctor Kapoor, grinning down at your pussy as he increases the pace of his thrusting. You cannot help thinking that his technique seems more conducive to eliciting arousal than to finding and extracting giant roundworms, and you are about to voice this opinion when he stops. “No worms in there,” he says. “I’ll need to extract one from your rectum.”

He fetches the brown dildo from a drawer, then he smears some lubricant around your anus. He also rubs lube all over the shaft of the dildo. Pressing the tip of the dildo against your anus, he slowly slides it deep into your rectum. Then, with gentle strokes, he begins thrusting it in and out.

This experience feels so much like anal sex that, when you close your eyes, you can easily imagine that Doctor Kapoor is fucking your anus with his cock instead of with a dildo – particularly when the pace of the thrusting speeds up and the doctor starts uttering little rhythmic grunts of effort. Once again, the thrusting continues way longer than you feel is necessary; it is not entirely unpleasant, but you cannot help wondering if Doctor Kapoor is deriving pleasure from this.

Suddenly he whips out the dildo, and slides in the speculum before your anus has a chance to close. A moment later he says, “Got one! Seems quite healthy – what a shame. But now for the ultrasound. Pull up your blouse please.”

He pulls out the speculum out of your anus, then brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears gel on your abdomen, places the probe in the middle of it, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. “Okay, you can put your clothes back on.” He wipes down your nether regions with a tissue.

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

As you walk down to the water’s edge with your panini, your anus is suddenly forced open by a rapidly emerging column of tangled nematodes. “Crap,” you mutter, as your panties fill up with the wriggling worms. You find an available bench, and sit down carefully; past experience has taught you that the worms are very robust, and can easily survive being sat on. While you eat, watching motor boats race around the lake, the worms squirm around inside your panties. Some enter your vagina, others writhe against your clitoris, and you soon become quite aroused.

Then Tyler approaches along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey Penny!” he says, with a little wave. He comes over, sits down next to you, and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. But then he pulls back, his brow furrowed. “What the...”

“Sorry,” you say guiltily. “You didn’t give me much of a chance to tell you I’ve had a bit of a worm accident...”

“Oh!” says Tyler, and he shudders. Then he looks down at your panties with an odd expression. “Can I ... um ... see...?”

You look at him in surprise. “Curious, Tyler? Are you sure you won’t be grossed out?”

“I promise I won’t freak out,” he says. “I’ve had a while to get used to the idea ... and now I guess I’m just, well, like you said, curious...”

With a shy smile, you stand up, turn away from him, and bend over. He lifts up your skirt, pulls out the waistband of your panties, and peers inside. “Whoa!” he says. “And you’re not bothered by them being there?”

“Not really,” you confess. “Not at all, actually. They haven’t ever hurt me, and right now they’re rubbing me in all sorts of nice ways.” You blush, and giggle.

Tyler laughs. “Wow,” he says. “So you actually enjoy having worms in your panties! Interesting. And pretty cool, actually – it’s like you’re walking around with a sexy little secret, getting stimulated while nobody around you has a clue.”

“I suppose so,” you say with a smile. You pull your skirt back down. “Damn, they’re making me really horny though – wish we could just have sex right here.”

An old lady is passing by on the walking path. “Raincheck?” suggests Tyler, amused.

“Okay,” you reply with a chuckle.

You make out with him for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you...

go straight to the restroom to deal with the worms in your panties.

sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler cups your pussy through your panties and sensually massages your labia and clitoris, causing you to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

You let him continue until you find yourself becoming too excited to stay quiet any longer. “Okay okay, enough,” you gasp, pushing his hand away. “Or you’ll get us both fired!”

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and several worms slither out of your anus. You finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

In the restroom, you empty out your panties into the toilet, retrieve several worms from your vagina, and flush the lot of them away. Then you wash your hands, and return to your desk.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

The worms keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. But then you get an instant message from Tyler: “Hey Penny, I should probably warn you – I couldn’t help noticing that your panties are peeping just a tiny bit below your skirt.”

This revelation makes you shiver in both alarm and excitement. In your aroused state, the notion that you have been walking around the office with your panties showing is quite thrilling. But you are not without a sense of self-preservation.

“Thanks!” you message him back. Then, with a certain reluctance, you finally go to the restroom and dispose of the worms in your panties and vagina.

Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Oh – okay,” says Tyler, looking disappointed. “Goodnight then.”

“Goodnight Tyler,” you say.

He leaves, and you remain at your desk, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you.

Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve. You switch off your computer, leave the office, and walk to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

“Awesome!” says Tyler happily.

You switch off your computer, and leave the office with Tyler. “Eat in or go out?” you ask him.

“Let’s eat in,” says Tyler. “Funds are a little tight. I’m happy to cook though.”

“Okay!” you say.

You drive home, with Tyler following close behind. He cooks a nice if unambitious meal, which the two of you eat in front of the TV. During this time, some worms escape from your anus, and after dinner you go to the bathroom to get rid of them.

Then you and Tyler jump into bed and have sex, and it is wonderful, as usual. Afterwards you put your panties back on, and spend the next couple of hours lying in bed and talking with Tyler, while your panties and vagina gradually fill up with worms. Then Tyler goes home, and you brush your teeth, flush away all the worms, climb back into bed, and soon fall asleep.

Continue.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. With a happy sigh, you spread your legs and masturbate, fantasising about Tyler. It does not take you long to reach a delicious climax.

But then it is time to get up. You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a microskirt that barely covers your bottom, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, mindful of Tyler’s feelings on the matter, you decide to...

leave your knees slightly apart, so that Dieter can see up your skirt.

cross your legs.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt at your panties. You pretend not to notice this as you chatter away about the challenges faced by your department. Dieter nods and utters laconic comments from time to time, but his attention is clearly not on the conversation.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about about work, and the two of you brainstorm about potential areas for improvement in the department.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and message Tyler: “Crossed & uncrossed my legs for Dieter – pretty sure he saw my panties.”

Tyler soon replies, “Cool! Thanks :)”

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, glancing down at your microskirt with a grin.

You giggle, then continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, and how Tyler would feel about that, you simply pretend not to notice where Justin is looking.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey Babe,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks down at your panties. “Nice panties!” he says cheekily.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice...

but you stop him before you get too excited.

and you ease your thighs a little further apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You know that Tyler would probably love it if you were to flash your panties at this gentleman, but you are reluctant to give the man the wrong idea.

After thinking about it for a moment, you...

decide to keep your knees together and ignore the man.

give the man a good look at your panties.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you resolve to mention this to Tyler later.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You...

finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “Another sexy outfit, I see!”

“Uh, thanks,” you say warily.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where he asks you to remove your skirt, panties and shoes, and climb on to the table. Rather reluctantly, you do so. Then, at Doctor Kapoor’s prompting, you lie down on your back, lift your knees up, and spread your thighs apart.

“I’ll just check your vagina for worms,” he says, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your vaginal opening, then he sinks two fingers into your vagina, and begins slowly thrusting them in and out.

“I’m sure I got them all out this morning,” you tell him.

“It doesn’t hurt to make sure,” says Doctor Kapoor, grinning down at your pussy as he increases the pace of his thrusting. You cannot help thinking that his technique seems more conducive to eliciting arousal than to finding and extracting giant roundworms, and you are about to voice this opinion when he stops. “No worms in there,” he says. “I’ll need to extract one from your rectum.”

He fetches the brown dildo from a drawer, then he smears some lubricant around your anus. He also rubs lube all over the shaft of the dildo. Pressing the tip of the dildo against your anus, he slowly slides it deep into your rectum. Then, with gentle strokes, he begins thrusting it in and out.

This experience feels so much like anal sex that, when you close your eyes, you can easily imagine that Doctor Kapoor is fucking your anus with his cock instead of with a dildo – particularly when the pace of the thrusting speeds up and the doctor starts uttering little rhythmic grunts of effort. Once again, the thrusting continues way longer than you feel is necessary; it is not entirely unpleasant, but you cannot help wondering if Doctor Kapoor is deriving pleasure from this.

Suddenly he whips out the dildo, and slides in the speculum before your anus has a chance to close. A moment later he says, “Got one! Seems quite healthy – what a shame. But now for the ultrasound. Pull up your blouse please.”

He pulls out the speculum out of your anus, then brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears gel on your abdomen, places the probe in the middle of it, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. “Okay, you can put your clothes back on.” He wipes down your nether regions with a tissue.

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You...

finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey Tyler,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi Penny,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You...

finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler cups your pussy through your panties and sensually massages your labia and clitoris, causing you to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

You let him continue until you find yourself becoming too excited to stay quiet any longer. “Okay okay, enough,” you gasp, pushing his hand away. “Or you’ll get us both fired!”

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You...

finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You...

finish off the invoice you are working on, then head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

In the restroom, you empty out your panties into the toilet, retrieve several worms from your vagina, and flush the lot of them away. Then you wash your hands, and return to your desk.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. But then you get an instant message from Tyler: “Hey Penny, I should probably warn you – I couldn’t help noticing that your panties are peeping just a tiny bit below your skirt.”

This revelation makes you shiver in both alarm and excitement. In your aroused state, the notion that you have been walking around the office with your panties showing is quite thrilling. But you are not without a sense of self-preservation.

“Thanks!” you message him back. Then, with a certain reluctance, you finally go to the restroom and dispose of the worms in your panties and vagina.

Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Oh – okay,” says Tyler, looking disappointed. “Goodnight then.”

“Goodnight Tyler,” you say.

He leaves, and you remain at your desk, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you.

Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve. You switch off your computer, leave the office, and walk to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

“Awesome!” says Tyler happily.

You switch off your computer, and leave the office with Tyler. “Eat in or go out?” you ask him.

“Let’s eat in,” says Tyler. “Funds are a little tight. I’m happy to cook though.”

“Okay!” you say.

You drive home, with Tyler following close behind. He cooks a nice if unambitious meal, which the two of you eat in front of the TV. During this time, some worms escape from your anus, and after dinner you go to the bathroom to get rid of them.

Then you and Tyler jump into bed and have sex, and it is wonderful, as usual. Afterwards you put your panties back on, and spend the next couple of hours lying in bed and talking with Tyler, while your panties and vagina gradually fill up with worms. Then Tyler goes home, and you brush your teeth, flush away all the worms, climb back into bed, and soon fall asleep.

Continue.

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. With a happy sigh, you spread your legs and masturbate, fantasising about Tyler. It does not take you long to reach a delicious climax.

But then it is time to get up. You sigh, climb out of bed, and walk through to the bathroom. You pull your panties down, then spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, as usual, you shower, put on your clothes (white underwear, a blouse, a microskirt that barely covers your bottom, and black shoes), apply some make-up, make yourself a mug of coffee, and head to work.

Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, mindful of Tyler’s feelings on the matter, you decide to...

leave your knees slightly apart, so that Dieter can see up your skirt.

cross your legs.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt at your panties. You pretend not to notice this as you chatter away about the challenges faced by your department. Dieter nods and utters laconic comments from time to time, but his attention is clearly not on the conversation.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about about work, and the two of you brainstorm about potential areas for improvement in the department.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and message Tyler: “Crossed & uncrossed my legs for Dieter – pretty sure he saw my panties.”

Tyler soon replies, “Cool! Thanks :)”

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Good morning Tyler!”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, glancing down at your microskirt with a grin.

You giggle, then continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, and how Tyler would feel about that, you simply pretend not to notice where Justin is looking.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey Babe,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks down at your panties. “Nice panties!” he says cheekily.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice...

but you stop him before you get too excited.

and you ease your thighs a little further apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You know that Tyler would probably love it if you were to flash your panties at this gentleman, but you are reluctant to give the man the wrong idea.

After thinking about it for a moment, you...

decide to keep your knees together and ignore the man.

give the man a good look at your panties.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you resolve to mention this to Tyler later.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “Another sexy outfit, I see!”

“Uh, thanks,” you say warily.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where you remove your skirt, panties and shoes, and climb on to the table. Then, at Doctor Kapoor’s prompting, you lift your knees up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

“I’ll just check your vagina for worms,” he says, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your vaginal opening, then he sinks two fingers into your vagina, and begins slowly thrusting them in and out.

“I’m sure I got them all out this morning,” you tell him.

“It doesn’t hurt to make sure,” says Doctor Kapoor, grinning down at your pussy as he increases the pace of his thrusting. You cannot help thinking that his technique seems more conducive to eliciting arousal than to finding and extracting giant roundworms, and you are about to voice this opinion when he stops. “No worms in there,” he says. “I’ll need to extract one from your rectum.”

He fetches the brown dildo from a drawer, then he smears some lubricant around your anus. He also rubs lube all over the shaft of the dildo. Pressing the tip of the dildo against your anus, he slowly slides it deep into your rectum. Then, with gentle strokes, he begins thrusting it in and out.

This experience feels so much like anal sex that, when you close your eyes, you can easily imagine that Doctor Kapoor is fucking your anus with his cock instead of with a dildo – particularly when the pace of the thrusting speeds up and the doctor starts uttering little rhythmic grunts of effort. Once again, the thrusting continues way longer than you feel is necessary; it is not entirely unpleasant, but you cannot help wondering if Doctor Kapoor is deriving pleasure from this.

Suddenly he whips out the dildo, and slides in the speculum before your anus has a chance to close. A moment later he says, “Got one! Seems quite healthy – what a shame. But now for the ultrasound. Pull up your blouse please.”

He pulls out the speculum out of your anus, then brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears gel on your abdomen, places the probe in the middle of it, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. “Okay, you can put your clothes back on.” He wipes down your nether regions with a tissue.

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey Tyler,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi Penny,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler cups your pussy through your panties and sensually massages your labia and clitoris, causing you to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

You let him continue until you find yourself becoming too excited to stay quiet any longer. “Okay okay, enough,” you gasp, pushing his hand away. “Or you’ll get us both fired!”

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Wanna hang out this evening?” he asks.

You reply,

“Not tonight, sorry – I have too much to do.”

“Totally!”

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

In the restroom, you empty out your panties into the toilet, retrieve several worms from your vagina, and flush the lot of them away. Then you wash your hands, and head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Biting your lip nervously, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. But then you get an instant message from Tyler: “Wow Penny – your panties are totally showing beneath your skirt. Very sexy!”

You shiver in both alarm and excitement. In your aroused state, the notion that you have been walking around the office with your panties showing is quite thrilling. But you are not without a sense of self-preservation.

“Thanks!” you message him back. Then, with a certain reluctance, you finally go to the restroom and dispose of the worms in your panties and vagina.

Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Oh – okay,” says Tyler, looking disappointed. “Goodnight then.”

“Goodnight Tyler,” you say.

He leaves, and you remain at your desk, getting a few things done that you would rather not have hanging over you.

Eventually, you are satisfied with how much you have managed to achieve. You switch off your computer, leave the office, and walk to your car. Pondering your dinner options, you decide to...

pick up a pizza on your way home.

cook something at home.

“Awesome!” says Tyler happily.

You switch off your computer, and leave the office with Tyler. “Eat in or go out?” you ask him.

“Let’s eat in,” says Tyler. “Funds are a little tight. I’m happy to cook though.”

“Okay!” you say.

You drive home, with Tyler following close behind. He cooks a nice if unambitious meal, which the two of you eat in front of the TV. During this time, some worms escape from your anus, and after dinner you go to the bathroom to get rid of them.

Then you and Tyler jump into bed and have sex, and it is wonderful, as usual. Afterwards you put your panties back on, and spend the next couple of hours lying in bed and talking with Tyler, while your panties and vagina gradually fill up with worms. Then, as Tyler is getting out of bed, you say,

“See you tomorrow, Tyler – have a good night.”

“Hey Babe – why not stay the night?”

You call ahead to Pizza Be With You and place your order. By the time you arrive there, twenty minutes later, your pizza is ready. You take it home and eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

You head home and make yourself a quick and easy (though not terribly healthy) meal. You eat it in front of the television, then spend the rest of the evening alternating between the TV and various social media. During this time, a few worms slither out of your anus and into your panties, but you ignore them, even when some of them squirm their way into your vagina.

More and more worms escape from your anus, and before long both your panties and your vagina are full of writhing, slimy worms. As a result of their collective squirming against your clitoris and g-spot, you find yourself becoming very horny, and when you finally get rid of all the worms and go to bed, you take some time to masturbate, imagining fun and naughty scenarios with Tyler.

Continue.

“Bye Honey,” he says, leaning over to kiss you goodnight. Having got dressed, he goes home, and you brush your teeth, flush away all the worms, climb back into bed, and soon fall asleep.

Continue.

Tyler grins. “Sure!” he says. “Mind if I use your shower then?”

“Not at all, go right ahead,” you say.

“Care to join me?” he inquires impishly.

“Absolutely!” you giggle, and you get out of bed and follow him through to the bathroom, wearing nothing but your worm-filled panties. “Let me just get rid of these worms...”

After a nice sexy shower together, you dry yourself, then put on a clean pair of panties and a tank top. You and Tyler brush your teeth (you have a spare toothbrush for him to use), and then you both climb back into bed, and cuddle until you fall asleep.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. With a happy sigh, you spread your legs ... only to feel your left foot hit Tyler’s knee. He grunts as he wakes up. Then his eyes open. “Hey, good morning,” he says with a sleepy smile.

“Good morning!” you reply, snuggling up to him. “Mmmm, this is nice...”

“It is,” he agrees. Then, after a moment’s silence, he adds, “I’d like to do this again – and often.”

“Me too,” you agree. “Want to make it a regular thing? Like, every night?”

“Unless you think you’ll get sick of me...” says Tyler.

You give him a kiss on the lips. “Never,” you say.

“Great!” says Tyler, pulling you into his arms.

You put one arm around his neck. “I should tell you that I’m super-horny ... but my vagina is full of worms, so...”

“Whoa – can I see?” asks Tyler.

“All right,” you say with a shy smile, pulling back the sheets and spreading your legs.

Tyler shuffles down the bed until he is peering closely at your panties. He pulls the gusset to one side, and gasps at the writhing mass of worms inside. You feel him pulling your vagina open.

“Wow, you weren’t kidding!” he says. “That’s amazing. And ... it feels good?”

“Very,” you admit.

“Wow,” says Tyler. Then he grins. “Maybe you should keep them there all day. And the worms in your panties.”

You chuckle. “Tempting,” you say, “but I don’t think my skirt would come close to covering my panties.”

“Can we see how it looks?” asks Tyler.

“Sure,” you say with a laugh. You climb out of bed, take off your tank top, and find a clean white bra to put on. Then you put on a pale yellow blouse, a dark blue microskirt, and your usual black shoes. Having zipped up the skirt, you turn your back on Tyler. “How does it look?” you inquire.

“Sexy as hell!” says Tyler in delight. “But yeah – you wouldn’t be able to avoid unwelcome attention, with that much of your panties showing. Here – I’ll take a photo and you can see for yourself.” He picks up his phone, and snaps a quick shot. Then he shows you, and you laugh.

“Yeah, I’m not going to work looking like that!” you say firmly. In the photo your panties are highly obvious, sagging two or three inches below the hem of your little skirt. “I suppose I could wear a longer skirt...”

“Ha!” says Tyler. “Don’t you dare. I guess you’ll have to lose the worms. Damn. But hey – maybe you could keep the ones in your vagina...? I must confess, the thought of you sitting at your desk with worms in your vagina, keeping you horny ... well, it’s actually kind of a turn-on.”

You think about this. It is rather a tempting idea. On the other hand, you can’t really afford to remain distractingly aroused all day. Coming to a decision, you say,

“Not today, Tyler – I need to be able to concentrate on work.”

“Okay – but only until we get to work.”

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. You turn towards Tyler, and find him watching you with a smile.

“Good morning Babe,” he says.

“Good morning!” you reply, snuggling up to him. “Mmmm, this is nice...”

“It is,” he agrees. Then, after a moment’s silence, he adds, “Panties full of worms again?”

“Of course,” you confirm. “Want to see?”

“Of course,” he replies, and laughs.

While he is inspecting the worms in your panties and vagina, you say, “We should really get up...”

“Yeah, I guess so,” says Tyler with a sigh.

You get out of bed, take off your tank top, and put on your work clothes: a white bra, a blouse, a microskirt, and black shoes.

“You look amazing,” says Tyler admiringly – no doubt looking at your worm-bulging panties. Then he adds, hopefully, “How about leaving some worms in your vagina today...?”

You think about this for a moment, then reply,

“Not today, Tyler – I need to be able to concentrate on work.”

“Okay – but only until we get to work.”

“Fair enough,” says Tyler.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

“All right!” says Tyler happily.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and shake the worms in your panties into the toilet bowl. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, mindful of Tyler’s feelings on the matter, you decide to...

leave your knees slightly apart, so that Dieter can see up your skirt.

cross your legs.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the squirming worms in your vagina, and your horniness is making you feel rather naughty, and reckless. As you sit down, you decide to...

leave your knees slightly apart, so that Dieter can see up your skirt.

sit with your knees about ten inches apart, giving Dieter a gratuitously superb view of your panties.

You head straight to your desk, and say hello to Ford and Justin. Having dropped your bag by your chair, you switch on your computer, then head to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt at your panties. You pretend not to notice this as you chatter away about the challenges faced by your department. Dieter nods and utters laconic comments from time to time, but his attention is clearly not on the conversation.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about about work, and the two of you brainstorm about potential areas for improvement in the department.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and message Tyler: “Crossed & uncrossed my legs for Dieter – pretty sure he saw my panties.”

Tyler soon replies, “Cool! Thanks :)”

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt at your panties. You pretend not to notice this as you chatter away about the challenges faced by your department. Dieter nods and utters laconic comments from time to time, but his attention is clearly not on the conversation.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, drop your bag by your chair, switch on your computer, then head to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s jaw drops at the sight of your panties so shamelessly exposed. You cannot bring yourself to let him know that your indecency is deliberate, however, so you launch into a spirited tirade against the latest shenanigans by your least favourite political party. You are aware that Dieter shares your politics, to a large extent, so this seems like a safe subject – not that it would matter much to Dieter, who is sitting there enraptured by your panties.

Your intent to give the impression that your outrage is causing you to forget your modesty seems to be paying off, at any rate – Dieter is not questioning why you are showing him so much. He merely nods and expresses vague agreement from time to time.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, drop your bag by your chair, switch on your computer, then head to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Hi Tyler.”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You giggle as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, and how Tyler would feel about that, you simply pretend not to notice where Justin is looking.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks down at your panties. “I’ll never get tired of that sight,” he says.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice...

but you stop him before you get too excited.

and you ease your thighs a little further apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You know that Tyler would probably love it if you were to flash your panties at this gentleman, but you are reluctant to give the man the wrong idea.

After thinking about it for a moment, you...

decide to keep your knees together and ignore the man.

give the man a good look at your panties.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you resolve to mention this to Tyler later.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where you remove your skirt, panties and shoes, and climb on to the table. Then, at Doctor Kapoor’s prompting, you lift your knees up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

“I’ll just check your vagina for worms,” he says, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your vaginal opening, then he sinks two fingers into your vagina, and begins slowly thrusting them in and out.

“I’m sure there aren’t any in there,” you tell him.

“It doesn’t hurt to make sure,” says Doctor Kapoor, grinning down at your pussy as he increases the pace of his thrusting. You cannot help thinking that his technique seems more conducive to eliciting arousal than to finding and extracting giant roundworms, and you are about to voice this opinion when he stops. “No worms in there,” he says. “I’ll need to extract one from your rectum.”

He fetches the brown dildo from a drawer, then he smears some lubricant around your anus. He also rubs lube all over the shaft of the dildo. Pressing the tip of the dildo against your anus, he slowly slides it deep into your rectum. Then, with gentle strokes, he begins thrusting it in and out.

This experience feels so much like anal sex that, when you close your eyes, you can easily imagine that Doctor Kapoor is fucking your anus with his cock instead of with a dildo – particularly when the pace of the thrusting speeds up and the doctor starts uttering little rhythmic grunts of effort. Once again, the thrusting continues way longer than you feel is necessary; it is not entirely unpleasant, but you cannot help wondering if Doctor Kapoor is deriving pleasure from this.

Suddenly he whips out the dildo, and slides in the speculum before your anus has a chance to close. A moment later he says, “Got one! Seems quite healthy – what a shame. But now for the ultrasound. Pull up your blouse please.”

He pulls out the speculum out of your anus, then brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears gel on your abdomen, places the probe in the middle of it, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. “Wait – hold on a moment – it looks like I missed one in your vagina. It’s quite small, and it’s deep – I’ll need to retrieve it using the speculum.”

“Oh,” you say, somewhat surprised. “Um, okay...”

I’ll just lubricate your vagina with a sex toy first,” says Doctor Kapoor cheerfully. “Get you nice and loosened up.”

You are not convinced this is necessary, but as you are opening your mouth to say so, Doctor Kapoor retrieves a second dildo from a drawer. This one is pink, and slightly thicker than the brown one ... and it is even more penis-like, with a bulbous head, prominent “veins”, and a couple of fleshy-looking “testicles” at the bottom. Your jaw drops as you watch the doctor thoroughly lubricate the dildo.

“I’m using this one,” he explains, “because I have already used the other one in your rectum, and I do not wish to transfer your intestinal bacteria to your vagina. Good way to get a UTI, that would be.” He gently presses the head of the dildo against your vaginal opening, and you gasp as it slowly but surely slides in.

With a broad grin on his face, Doctor Kapoor begins thrusting the dildo in and out of you. This is so like being fucked by a real penis that you cannot help getting rather aroused. The dildo is so thick, and feels so nice... After a couple of minutes, you are getting quite breathless, and find yourself uttering excited little moans.

“Feel free to masturbate if you like,” suggests the doctor. “It is only natural for you to get aroused.”

“I don’t think so, Doctor Kapoor!” you gasp indignantly. “And I think my vagina is probably ready for that speculum now!”

“Just a moment longer,” says Doctor Kapoor, increasing the speed of his thrusting. This feels so good that you moan loudly, arching your back and closing your eyes. The thrusting continues for a full minute more, at which point you are getting close to an orgasm. But then the doctor whips the dildo out of you, and inserts another speculum. Peering inside you with the help of a little flashlight, he says, “Aha!” He reaches in with a pair of forceps, and extracts a tiny worm, barely two inches in length. “Got it.”

“Thank you Doctor,” you pant.

“We’d better make this a regular thing,” says Doctor Kapoor. “It seems my fingers are not necessarily enough to find all of the worms in your vagina.”

You are not entirely averse to this idea. “I suppose that’s probably wise...” you say.

The doctor wipes your nether regions with a tissue. “Okay, you can put your clothes back on,” he says.

“Thanks,” you say, almost – but not quite – feeling disappointed that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Then you remember something. “Um ... I finished my latest meds.”

“Ah,” says the doctor. “Well – perhaps we’ll take a break for a while. We’ve tried all the ones that have few or minor side-effects, and I’m reluctant to keep filling your body with drugs. I think we’ll just monitor the worms for a while, if that’s okay.”

“That’s fine,” you say, zipping up your skirt. “It’ll be nice not to have to take meds twice a day. Those last pills were huge – difficult to swallow.”

“Okay then,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Thank you for coming in. Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler cups your pussy through your panties and sensually massages your labia and clitoris, causing you to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

You let him continue until you find yourself becoming too excited to stay quiet any longer. “Okay okay, enough,” you gasp, pushing his hand away. “Or you’ll get us both fired!”

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

In the restroom, you empty out your panties into the toilet, retrieve several worms from your vagina, and flush the lot of them away. Then you wash your hands, and head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Biting your lip nervously, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. But then you get an instant message from Tyler: “Wow Penny – your panties are totally showing beneath your skirt. Very sexy!”

You shiver in both alarm and excitement. In your aroused state, the notion that you have been walking around the office with your panties showing is quite thrilling. But you are not without a sense of self-preservation.

“Thanks!” you message him back. Then, with a certain reluctance, you finally go to the restroom and dispose of the worms in your panties and vagina.

Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a waiter, Miguel, takes you to your table. Miguel seems quite taken with you; he is very attentive.

The meal is nice enough, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. You turn towards Tyler, and find him watching you with a smile.

“Good morning Babe,” he says.

“Good morning!” you reply, snuggling up to him. “Mmmm, this is nice...”

“It is,” he agrees. Then, after a moment’s silence, he adds, “Panties full of worms again?”

“Of course,” you confirm. “Want to see?”

“Of course,” he replies, and laughs.

While he is inspecting the worms in your panties and vagina, you say, “We should really get up...”

“Yeah, I guess so,” says Tyler with a sigh.

You get out of bed, take off your tank top, and put on your work clothes: a white bra, a blouse, a microskirt, and black shoes.

“You look amazing,” says Tyler admiringly – no doubt looking at your worm-bulging panties. Then he adds, hopefully, “How about leaving some worms in your vagina today...?”

You think about this for a moment, then reply,

“Not today, Tyler – I need to be able to concentrate on work.”

“Okay – but only until we get to work.”

“Fair enough,” says Tyler.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

“All right!” says Tyler happily.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and shake the worms in your panties into the toilet bowl. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, mindful of Tyler’s feelings on the matter, you decide to...

leave your knees slightly apart, so that Dieter can see up your skirt.

cross your legs.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the squirming worms in your vagina, and your horniness is making you feel rather naughty, and reckless. As you sit down, you decide to...

leave your knees slightly apart, so that Dieter can see up your skirt.

sit with your knees about ten inches apart, giving Dieter a gratuitously superb view of your panties.

You head straight to your desk, and say hello to Ford and Justin. Having dropped your bag by your chair, you switch on your computer, then head to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt at your panties. You pretend not to notice this as you chatter away about the challenges faced by your department. Dieter nods and utters laconic comments from time to time, but his attention is clearly not on the conversation.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about about work, and the two of you brainstorm about potential areas for improvement in the department.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and message Tyler: “Crossed & uncrossed my legs for Dieter – pretty sure he saw my panties.”

Tyler soon replies, “Cool! Thanks :)”

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt at your panties. You pretend not to notice this as you chatter away about the challenges faced by your department. Dieter nods and utters laconic comments from time to time, but his attention is clearly not on the conversation.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, drop your bag by your chair, switch on your computer, then head to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s jaw drops at the sight of your panties so shamelessly exposed. You cannot bring yourself to let him know that your indecency is deliberate, however, so you launch into a spirited tirade against the latest shenanigans by your least favourite political party. You are aware that Dieter shares your politics, to a large extent, so this seems like a safe subject – not that it would matter much to Dieter, who is sitting there enraptured by your panties.

Your intent to give the impression that your outrage is causing you to forget your modesty seems to be paying off, at any rate – Dieter is not questioning why you are showing him so much. He merely nods and expresses vague agreement from time to time.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, drop your bag by your chair, switch on your computer, then head to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Hi Tyler.”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You giggle as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, and how Tyler would feel about that, you simply pretend not to notice where Justin is looking.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks down at your panties. “I’ll never get tired of that sight,” he says.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice...

but you stop him before you get too excited.

and you ease your thighs a little further apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You know that Tyler would probably love it if you were to flash your panties at this gentleman, but you are reluctant to give the man the wrong idea.

After thinking about it for a moment, you...

decide to keep your knees together and ignore the man.

give the man a good look at your panties.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you resolve to mention this to Tyler later.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where you remove your skirt, panties and shoes. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

“I’ll just lubricate your vagina and anus,” says Doctor Kapoor, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your vaginal opening, taking no particular pains to avoid your labia and clitoris, which he lightly brushes with his slimy fingers from time to time. Eagerly anticipating the imminent dildo insertion, you decide against complaining about this.

“I’ll just work some lubricant inside...” says the doctor, pushing two fingers inside your vagina. He thrusts them in and out for a few strokes, then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

“Now for the sex toys,” he continues, fetching both the brown dildo and the pink dildo from his drawer. He takes the brown dildo first, pressing its head against your anus, which slowly yields under the pressure. The dildo slides deep into your rectum, and he thrusts it in and out for a minute or so.

Then, leaving the brown dildo buried deep, he picks up the pink dildo, and pushes its thicker head slowly into your vaginal opening. You gasp, gritting your teeth a little, but as he begins thrusting it in and out of your vagina, you gradually relax and start enjoying it.

After barely half a minute, the doctor takes hold of the brown dildo with his other hand, and begins fucking your anus with it – pushing it in while he pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and vice versa. He gradually speeds up this see-sawing motion, and you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

“Feel free to masturbate if you would like,” suggests Doctor Kapoor.

It is tempting! As your arousal grows,

however, you manage to refrain from touching yourself.

you reach down with your right hand and start vigorously rubbing your clitoris.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler cups your pussy through your panties and sensually massages your labia and clitoris, causing you to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

You let him continue until you find yourself becoming too excited to stay quiet any longer. “Okay okay, enough,” you gasp, pushing his hand away. “Or you’ll get us both fired!”

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

In the restroom, you empty out your panties into the toilet, retrieve several worms from your vagina, and flush the lot of them away. Then you wash your hands, and head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Biting your lip nervously, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. But then you get an instant message from Tyler: “Wow Penny – your panties are totally showing beneath your skirt. Very sexy!”

You shiver in both alarm and excitement. In your aroused state, the notion that you have been walking around the office with your panties showing is quite thrilling. But you are not without a sense of self-preservation.

“Thanks!” you message him back. Then, with a certain reluctance, you finally go to the restroom and dispose of the worms in your panties and vagina.

Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a waiter, Miguel, takes you to your table. Miguel seems quite taken with you; he is very attentive.

“He likes you,” says Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table. “Perhaps you should give him a little flash.”

You chuckle, and say, “You like showing me off, don’t you?”

Tyler grins. “You’re well worth showing off. You’re gorgeous, and I enjoy having other men envy me.”

You smile, flattered, and then you wiggle your bottom so that your skirt rides up your hips a couple of inches. When Miguel next emerges from the kitchen, you say, “I’m just going to the restroom”, and you swing your legs out from beneath the table. As Miguel approaches, his eyes widen as he stares down at your panties, just before you get to your feet and hastily tug your skirt down.

When you return from the restroom, Tyler says, “That was awesome. After you went to the restroom, Miguel said to me, ‘You are a lucky man; your girlfriend is beautiful!’“

You giggle. “What a nice man,” you remark.

The meal is nice enough, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

The simultaneous anal and vaginal dildo-fucking continues for another three minutes – way longer than necessary, you feel, though it feels so good that you cannot bring yourself to object. Eventually, however, the doctor pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and replaces it with a speculum. He peers inside you with the aid of a little flashlight. “No worms in there today,” he reports.

He pulls out the speculum, then, removing the brown dildo from your rectum, he inserts the speculum into your anus. “Plenty of worms in there!” he announces cheerfully. “They all look very healthy though – I don’t think there’s any point in removing one.”

He withdraws the speculum from your rectum. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. “Pull up your blouse please.”

He smears gel on your abdomen, places the probe in the middle of it, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports.

He wipes your nether regions with a tissue. “Okay, you can put your clothes back on,” he says.

“Thanks,” you say, almost – but not quite – feeling disappointed that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

As the simultaneous anal and vaginal dildo-fucking continues, you masturbate for all you are worth. Two minutes later, your back arches, you cry out in ecstasy, and your whole body shudders as a delicious orgasm washes over you. It lasts for almost half a minute, as Doctor Kapoor continues to piston both dildos in and out of you.

Eventually, however, the doctor stops thrusting, and you collapse, exhausted. “Oh God,” you groan, putting your hands over your face. “How embarrassing!”

Doctor Kapoor pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and replaces it with a speculum. “No need to be embarrassed,” he says kindly. “Masturbating is normal and healthy, and you have a good excuse for doing it here.” He peers inside you with the aid of a little flashlight. “No worms in there today,” he reports.

He pulls out the speculum, then, removing the brown dildo from your rectum, he inserts the speculum into your anus. “Plenty of worms in there!” he announces cheerfully. “They all look very healthy though – I don’t think there’s any point in removing one.”

He withdraws the speculum from your rectum. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. “Pull up your blouse please.”

He smears gel on your abdomen, places the probe in the middle of it, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports.

He wipes your nether regions with a tissue. “Okay, you can put your clothes back on,” he says.

“Thanks,” you say, still rather breathless. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. Then you realise that Tyler is holding your panties open, and staring in fascination at the worms inside.

“Morning!” you say.

“Good morning Babe,” he says, looking up at your face with a smile. “Lots of worms in here – I’d love to see how much your panties would be showing beneath a skirt...”

You laugh good-naturedly. “I’ll put one on.” You climb out of bed, pull today’s microskirt out of your wardrobe, and step into it. As you zip it up, you also wiggle your feet into a pair of shoes. “How do I look?”

“Sensational!” says Tyler. “Damn, you look good in a tank top... Hey, you should totally wear that outfit to work!”

You laugh. “Go to work like this? Without even a bra?”

“Yes!” says Tyler excitedly. “If you can get away with a microskirt, why not a sexy top, too?”

Ordinarily you would not even consider such a thing, but you are still very horny, thanks to the worms in your panties and vagina, so you find yourself actually considering it. Then, after a moment’s thought, you say,

“Damn. Dieter’s going to love me today...”

“Sorry Tyler – just not feeling quite that brave.”

“Fair enough,” says Tyler.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

“All right!” says Tyler happily.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and shake the worms in your panties into the toilet bowl. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head...

to Dieter’s office.

straight for your desk.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, mindful of Tyler’s feelings on the matter, you decide to...

leave your knees slightly apart, so that Dieter can see up your skirt.

cross your legs.

You head straight to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter is in his office, and he looks delighted to see you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Come in, come in. Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the squirming worms in your vagina, and your horniness is making you feel rather naughty, and reckless. As you sit down, you decide to...

leave your knees slightly apart, so that Dieter can see up your skirt.

sit with your knees about ten inches apart, giving Dieter a gratuitously superb view of your panties.

You head straight to your desk, and say hello to Ford and Justin. Having dropped your bag by your chair, you switch on your computer, then head to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt at your panties. You pretend not to notice this as you chatter away about the challenges faced by your department. Dieter nods and utters laconic comments from time to time, but his attention is clearly not on the conversation.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about about work, and the two of you brainstorm about potential areas for improvement in the department.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and message Tyler: “Crossed & uncrossed my legs for Dieter – pretty sure he saw my panties.”

Tyler soon replies, “Cool! Thanks :)”

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt at your panties. You pretend not to notice this as you chatter away about the challenges faced by your department. Dieter nods and utters laconic comments from time to time, but his attention is clearly not on the conversation.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, drop your bag by your chair, switch on your computer, then head to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s jaw drops at the sight of your panties so shamelessly exposed. You cannot bring yourself to let him know that your indecency is deliberate, however, so you launch into a spirited tirade against the latest shenanigans by your least favourite political party. You are aware that Dieter shares your politics, to a large extent, so this seems like a safe subject – not that it would matter much to Dieter, who is sitting there enraptured by your panties.

Your intent to give the impression that your outrage is causing you to forget your modesty seems to be paying off, at any rate – Dieter is not questioning why you are showing him so much. He merely nods and expresses vague agreement from time to time.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, drop your bag by your chair, switch on your computer, then head to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Hi Tyler.”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You giggle as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, and how Tyler would feel about that, you simply pretend not to notice where Justin is looking.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks down at your panties. “I’ll never get tired of that sight,” he says.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice...

but you stop him before you get too excited.

and you ease your thighs a little further apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You know that Tyler would probably love it if you were to flash your panties at this gentleman, but you are reluctant to give the man the wrong idea.

After thinking about it for a moment, you...

decide to keep your knees together and ignore the man.

give the man a good look at your panties.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you resolve to mention this to Tyler later.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, you feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where you remove your skirt, panties and shoes. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

“I’ll just lubricate your vagina and anus,” says Doctor Kapoor, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your vaginal opening, taking no particular pains to avoid your labia and clitoris, which he lightly brushes with his slimy fingers from time to time. Eagerly anticipating the imminent dildo insertion, you decide against complaining about this.

“I’ll just work some lubricant inside...” says the doctor, pushing two fingers inside your vagina. He thrusts them in and out for a few strokes, then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

“Now for the sex toys,” he continues, fetching both the brown dildo and the pink dildo from his drawer. He takes the brown dildo first, pressing its head against your anus, which slowly yields under the pressure. The dildo slides deep into your rectum, and he thrusts it in and out for a minute or so.

Then, leaving the brown dildo buried deep, he picks up the pink dildo, and pushes its thicker head slowly into your vaginal opening. You gasp, gritting your teeth a little, but as he begins thrusting it in and out of your vagina, you gradually relax and start enjoying it.

After barely half a minute, the doctor takes hold of the brown dildo with his other hand, and begins fucking your anus with it – pushing it in while he pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and vice versa. He gradually speeds up this see-sawing motion, and you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

“Feel free to masturbate if you would like,” suggests Doctor Kapoor.

It is tempting! As your arousal grows,

however, you manage to refrain from touching yourself.

you reach down with your right hand and start vigorously rubbing your clitoris.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler cups your pussy through your panties and sensually massages your labia and clitoris, causing you to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

You let him continue until you find yourself becoming too excited to stay quiet any longer. “Okay okay, enough,” you gasp, pushing his hand away. “Or you’ll get us both fired!”

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

In the restroom, you empty out your panties into the toilet, retrieve several worms from your vagina, and flush the lot of them away. Then you wash your hands, and head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Biting your lip nervously, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. But then you get an instant message from Tyler: “Wow Penny – your panties are totally showing beneath your skirt. Very sexy!”

You shiver in both alarm and excitement. In your aroused state, the notion that you have been walking around the office with your panties showing is quite thrilling. But you are not without a sense of self-preservation.

“Thanks!” you message him back. Then, with a certain reluctance, you finally go to the restroom and dispose of the worms in your panties and vagina.

Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and you can’t help noticing him watching your legs as you sit down.

“He obviously fancies you,” says Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table. “Perhaps you should give him another flash.”

You chuckle, and say, “Not this time – I don’t want him to think I’m doing it on purpose. Another time, perhaps.”

The meal is nice enough, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

The simultaneous anal and vaginal dildo-fucking continues for another three minutes – way longer than necessary, you feel, though it feels so good that you cannot bring yourself to object. Eventually, however, the doctor pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and replaces it with a speculum. He peers inside you with the aid of a little flashlight. “No worms in there today,” he reports.

He pulls out the speculum, then, removing the brown dildo from your rectum, he inserts the speculum into your anus. “Plenty of worms in there!” he announces cheerfully. “They all look very healthy though – I don’t think there’s any point in removing one.”

He withdraws the speculum from your rectum. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. “Pull up your blouse please.”

He smears gel on your abdomen, places the probe in the middle of it, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports.

He wipes your nether regions with a tissue. “Okay, you can put your clothes back on,” he says.

“Thanks,” you say, almost – but not quite – feeling disappointed that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

As the simultaneous anal and vaginal dildo-fucking continues, you masturbate for all you are worth. Two minutes later, your back arches, you cry out in ecstasy, and your whole body shudders as a delicious orgasm washes over you. It lasts for almost half a minute, as Doctor Kapoor continues to piston both dildos in and out of you.

Eventually, however, the doctor stops thrusting, and you collapse, exhausted. “Oh God,” you groan, putting your hands over your face. “How embarrassing!”

Doctor Kapoor pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and replaces it with a speculum. “No need to be embarrassed,” he says kindly. “Masturbating is normal and healthy, and you have a good excuse for doing it here.” He peers inside you with the aid of a little flashlight. “No worms in there today,” he reports.

He pulls out the speculum, then, removing the brown dildo from your rectum, he inserts the speculum into your anus. “Plenty of worms in there!” he announces cheerfully. “They all look very healthy though – I don’t think there’s any point in removing one.”

He withdraws the speculum from your rectum. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. “Pull up your blouse please.”

He smears gel on your abdomen, places the probe in the middle of it, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports.

He wipes your nether regions with a tissue. “Okay, you can put your clothes back on,” he says.

“Thanks,” you say, still rather breathless. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your blouse, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

“Wow, awesome!” says Tyler happily. “And yes – I’m sure he will!” Then he adds, hopefully, “And how about leaving some worms in your vagina today...?”

You think about this for a moment, then reply,

“Not today, Tyler – I need to be able to concentrate on work.”

“Okay – but only until we get to work.”

“Awww,” says Tyler with a mock pout. Then he says, “How about leaving some worms in your vagina today, at least...?”

You think about this for a moment, then reply,

“Not today, Tyler – I need to be able to concentrate on work.”

“Okay – but only until we get to work.”

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. Then you realise that Tyler is holding your panties open, and staring in fascination at the worms inside.

“Morning!” you say.

“Good morning Babe,” he says, looking up at your face with a smile. “Lots of worms in here – I’d love to see how much your panties would be showing beneath a skirt...”

You laugh good-naturedly. “I’ll put one on.” You climb out of bed, pull today’s microskirt out of your wardrobe, and step into it. As you zip it up, you also wiggle your feet into a pair of shoes. “How do I look?”

“Sensational!” says Tyler. “You should totally go to work like that.”

You laugh. “With my panties bulging with worms? Sorry Tyler, but I’d prefer to keep my condition as secret as possible.”

“Understandable,” concedes Tyler. “But will you at least keep some worms in your vagina?”

With a smile, you say,

“Sorry Tyler – not today.”

“Sure – just until we get to work though.”

“Awww,” says Tyler with a pout.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head to Dieter’s office, a little anxious but also excited to see his reaction to your new outfit.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Wow – what a nice outfit!”

“Thanks Dieter,” you say. “I was in a bit of a hurry this morning. Will it be okay, do you think?”

Dieter stares at your chest. “Uh, yes! Fine with me,” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, mindful of Tyler’s feelings on the matter, you decide to...

leave your knees slightly apart, so that Dieter can see up your skirt.

cross your legs.

“All right!” says Tyler happily.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and shake the worms in your panties into the toilet bowl. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head to Dieter’s office, a little anxious but also excited to see his reaction to your new outfit.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Wow – what a nice outfit!”

“Thanks Dieter,” you say. “I was in a bit of a hurry this morning. Will it be okay, do you think?”

Dieter stares at your chest. “Uh, yes! Fine with me,” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward a chair in the corner of the room, near his desk, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the squirming worms in your vagina, and your horniness is making you feel rather naughty, and reckless. As you sit down, you decide to...

leave your knees slightly apart, so that Dieter can see up your skirt.

sit with your knees about ten inches apart, giving Dieter a gratuitously superb view of your panties.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt at your panties. You pretend not to notice this as you chatter away about the challenges faced by your department. Dieter nods and utters laconic comments from time to time, but his attention is clearly not on the conversation.

After a few minutes of this, you get to your feet and say, “Well, I’d better get to work.”

“Yes,” says Dieter, nodding. “But ... Penny?”

“Yes Dieter?” you say.

“I do find these little morning chats ... useful,” he says. “Instructive. Informative. Frequently enlightening. I’d like you to make it a daily thing, please – come and see me at the start of each workday.”

“Sure, Dieter!” you reply. “I’d be happy to.”

You return to your desk, say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “I’ll be there in a moment.” You hang up, smiling to yourself as you wonder how he will react to your new outfit.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Hi Tyler.”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You giggle as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says. “Wow!”

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “You like my new look?”

“Um ... yes!” says Warren, his cheeks turning a little pink. “You look very nice.”

“Thank you!” you say. “Have a good day, Warren.”

“You too!” he says.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. They finally now notice your tank top, and while Justin and Ford merely stare in surprise, Janine rolls her eyes and says, “Good grief, Penny – you’re shameless!”

“You’re going to get into trouble,” says Ford anxiously.

“We’ll see,” you say, taking a bagel. You spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about about work, and the two of you brainstorm about potential areas for improvement in the department.

After a few minutes of this, you get to your feet and say, “Well, I’d better get to work.”

“Yes,” says Dieter, nodding. “But ... Penny?”

“Yes Dieter?” you say.

“I do find these little morning chats ... useful,” he says. “Instructive. Informative. Frequently enlightening. I’d like you to make it a daily thing, please – come and see me at the start of each workday.”

“Sure, Dieter!” you reply. “I’d be happy to.”

You return to your desk, say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “I’ll be there in a moment.” You hang up, smiling to yourself as you wonder how he will react to your new outfit.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Hi Tyler.”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You giggle as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says. “Wow!”

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “You like my new look?”

“Um ... yes!” says Warren, his cheeks turning a little pink. “You look very nice.”

“Thank you!” you say. “Have a good day, Warren.”

“You too!” he says.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. They finally now notice your tank top, and while Justin and Ford merely stare in surprise, Janine rolls her eyes and says, “Good grief, Penny – you’re shameless!”

“You’re going to get into trouble,” says Ford anxiously.

“We’ll see,” you say, taking a bagel. You spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt at your panties. You pretend not to notice this as you chatter away about the challenges faced by your department. Dieter nods and utters laconic comments from time to time, but his attention is clearly not on the conversation.

After a few minutes of this, you get to your feet and say, “Well, I’d better get to work.”

“Yes,” says Dieter, nodding. “But ... Penny?”

“Yes Dieter?” you say.

“I do find these little morning chats ... useful,” he says. “Instructive. Informative. Frequently enlightening. I’d like you to make it a daily thing, please – come and see me at the start of each workday.”

“Sure, Dieter!” you reply. “I’d be happy to.”

Heading to your desk, you say hello to Ford and Justin, drop your bag by your chair, switch on your computer, then walk to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “I’ll be there in a moment.” You hang up, smiling to yourself as you wonder how he will react to your new outfit.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Hi Tyler.”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You giggle as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says. “Wow!”

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “You like my new look?”

“Um ... yes!” says Warren, his cheeks turning a little pink. “You look very nice.”

“Thank you!” you say. “Have a good day, Warren.”

“You too!” he says.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. They finally now notice your tank top, and while Justin and Ford merely stare in surprise, Janine rolls her eyes and says, “Good grief, Penny – you’re shameless!”

“You’re going to get into trouble,” says Ford anxiously.

“We’ll see,” you say, taking a bagel. You spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

Dieter’s jaw drops at the sight of your panties so shamelessly exposed. You cannot bring yourself to let him know that your indecency is deliberate, however, so you launch into a spirited tirade against the latest shenanigans by your least favourite political party. You are aware that Dieter shares your politics, to a large extent, so this seems like a safe subject – not that it would matter much to Dieter, who is sitting there enraptured by your panties.

Your intent to give the impression that your outrage is causing you to forget your modesty seems to be paying off, at any rate – Dieter is not questioning why you are showing him so much. He merely nods and expresses vague agreement from time to time.

After a few minutes of this, you get to your feet and say, “Well, I’d better get to work.”

“Yes,” says Dieter, nodding. “But ... Penny?”

“Yes Dieter?” you say.

“I do find these little morning chats ... useful,” he says. “Instructive. Informative. Frequently enlightening. I’d like you to make it a daily thing, please – come and see me at the start of each workday.”

“Sure, Dieter!” you reply. “I’d be happy to.”

Heading to your desk, you say hello to Ford and Justin, drop your bag by your chair, switch on your computer, then walk to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “I’ll be there in a moment.” You hang up, smiling to yourself as you wonder how he will react to your new outfit.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Hi Tyler.”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You giggle as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says. “Wow!”

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “You like my new look?”

“Um ... yes!” says Warren, his cheeks turning a little pink. “You look very nice.”

“Thank you!” you say. “Have a good day, Warren.”

“You too!” he says.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. They finally now notice your tank top, and while Justin and Ford merely stare in surprise, Janine rolls her eyes and says, “Good grief, Penny – you’re shameless!”

“You’re going to get into trouble,” says Ford anxiously.

“We’ll see,” you say, taking a bagel. You spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

“Your outfits just get smaller and smaller, don’t they?” he says with a chuckle. “I do hope you don’t get into trouble...”

“Me too!” you agree. “But I don’t think I will. Dieter loves my new look.”

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, and how Tyler would feel about that, you simply pretend not to notice where Justin is looking.

“How’s it going?” you ask.

“Good, good,” says Justin. “I like your top today.”

Of course you do, you think to yourself. But all you say is, “Thanks, Justin.”

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks from your chest down to your panties. “I’ll never get tired of that sight,” he says.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice...

but you stop him before you get too excited.

and you ease your thighs a little further apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You know that Tyler would probably love it if you were to flash your panties at this gentleman, but you are reluctant to give the man the wrong idea.

After thinking about it for a moment, you...

decide to keep your knees together and ignore the man.

give the man a good look at your panties.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you resolve to mention this to Tyler later.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “Wow – a very sexy outfit today!”

“Thanks,” you say warily.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where you remove everything but your tank top. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

“I’ll just lubricate your vagina and anus,” says Doctor Kapoor, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your vaginal opening, taking no particular pains to avoid your labia and clitoris, which he lightly brushes with his slimy fingers from time to time. Eagerly anticipating the imminent dildo insertion, you decide against complaining about this.

“I’ll just work some lubricant inside...” says the doctor, pushing two fingers inside your vagina. He thrusts them in and out for a few strokes, then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

“Now for the sex toys,” he continues, fetching both the brown dildo and the pink dildo from his drawer. He takes the brown dildo first, pressing its head against your anus, which slowly yields under the pressure. The dildo slides deep into your rectum, and he thrusts it in and out for a minute or so.

Then, leaving the brown dildo buried deep, he picks up the pink dildo, and pushes its thicker head slowly into your vaginal opening. You gasp, gritting your teeth a little, but as he begins thrusting it in and out of your vagina, you gradually relax and start enjoying it.

After barely half a minute, the doctor takes hold of the brown dildo with his other hand, and begins fucking your anus with it – pushing it in while he pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and vice versa. He gradually speeds up this see-sawing motion, and you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

“Feel free to masturbate if you would like,” suggests Doctor Kapoor.

It is tempting! As your arousal grows,

however, you manage to refrain from touching yourself.

you reach down with your right hand and start vigorously rubbing your clitoris.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler cups your pussy through your panties and sensually massages your labia and clitoris, causing you to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

You let him continue until you find yourself becoming too excited to stay quiet any longer. “Okay okay, enough,” you gasp, pushing his hand away. “Or you’ll get us both fired!”

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

In the restroom, you empty out your panties into the toilet, retrieve several worms from your vagina, and flush the lot of them away. Then you wash your hands, and head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time for your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person, but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway; you need to know whether you are going to be able to wear this outfit in future.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare in surprise at your top. “You’re a little underdressed!” remarks Cliff.

“I’m certainly not the first to wear a tank top to work,” you tell him.

“Without a bra, though?” he says. “I think you might be.”

“Dieter’s fine with it,” you say.

“That doesn’t surprise me,” says Cliff, rolling his eyes. “But Ryan might take issue with it.”

At that moment, Ryan enters. He stops short when he sees you, looking in surprise at your chest. In the air-conditioned room, your nipples are making prominent little bumps in your tank top. Anxious that he is about to reprimand you, you say, “Hi Ryan.”

He smiles. “Hi Penny,” he says. Then he sits down. “Hello everyone. Let’s get this party started.”

And that appears to be it. Apparently you are not going to get into trouble for wearing a tank top without a bra! Smiling happily to yourself, you sit down.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

Then Kisha – of course – speaks up. “Can we just take a moment to talk about Penny’s top?”

“No,” says Ryan. “That’s not an appropriate subject for this meeting, Kisha. And if you continue to harass Penny over her outfits, I’ll have to speak to Dani about arranging some harassment training for you.”

“For me?” echoes Kisha in disbelief. Then she settles down into a subdued silence.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Biting your lip nervously, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. But then you get an instant message from Tyler: “Wow Penny – your panties are totally showing beneath your skirt. Very sexy!”

You shiver in both alarm and excitement. In your aroused state, the notion that you have been walking around the office with your panties showing is quite thrilling. But you are not without a sense of self-preservation.

“Thanks!” you message him back. Then, with a certain reluctance, you finally go to the restroom and dispose of the worms in your panties and vagina.

Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time for your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person, but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway; you need to know whether you are going to be able to wear this outfit in future.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare in surprise at your top. “You’re a little underdressed!” remarks Cliff.

“I’m certainly not the first to wear a tank top to work,” you tell him.

“Without a bra, though?” he says. “I think you might be.”

“Dieter’s fine with it,” you say.

“That doesn’t surprise me,” says Cliff, rolling his eyes. “But Ryan might take issue with it.”

At that moment, Ryan enters. He stops short when he sees you, looking in surprise at your chest. In the air-conditioned room, your nipples are making prominent little bumps in your tank top. Anxious that he is about to reprimand you, you say, “Hi Ryan.”

He smiles. “Hi Penny,” he says. Then he sits down. “Hello everyone. Let’s get this party started.”

And that appears to be it. Apparently you are not going to get into trouble for wearing a tank top without a bra! Smiling happily to yourself, you sit down.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

Then Kisha – of course – speaks up. “Can we just take a moment to talk about Penny’s top?”

“No,” says Ryan. “That’s not an appropriate subject for this meeting, Kisha. And if you continue to harass Penny over her outfits, I’ll have to speak to Dani about arranging some harassment training for you.”

“For me?” echoes Kisha in disbelief. Then she settles down into a subdued silence.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest.

“He obviously fancies you,” says Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table. “How about flashing your panties at him again?”

You chuckle. “Perhaps,” you say, “if the opportunity arises.”

The meal is nice enough, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

The simultaneous anal and vaginal dildo-fucking continues for another three minutes – way longer than necessary, you feel, though it feels so good that you cannot bring yourself to object. Eventually, however, the doctor pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and replaces it with a speculum. He peers inside you with the aid of a little flashlight. “No worms in there today,” he reports.

He pulls out the speculum, then, removing the brown dildo from your rectum, he inserts the speculum into your anus. “Plenty of worms in there!” he announces cheerfully. “They all look very healthy though – I don’t think there’s any point in removing one.”

He withdraws the speculum from your rectum. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. “Pull up your top please.”

He smears gel on your abdomen, places the probe in the middle of it, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports.

He wipes your nether regions with a tissue. “Okay, you can put your clothes back on,” he says.

“Thanks,” you say, almost – but not quite – feeling disappointed that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

As the simultaneous anal and vaginal dildo-fucking continues, you masturbate for all you are worth. Two minutes later, your back arches, you cry out in ecstasy, and your whole body shudders as a delicious orgasm washes over you. It lasts for almost half a minute, as Doctor Kapoor continues to piston both dildos in and out of you.

Eventually, however, the doctor stops thrusting, and you collapse, exhausted. “Oh God,” you groan, putting your hands over your face. “How embarrassing!”

Doctor Kapoor pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and replaces it with a speculum. “No need to be embarrassed,” he says kindly. “Masturbating is normal and healthy, and you have a good excuse for doing it here.” He peers inside you with the aid of a little flashlight. “No worms in there today,” he reports.

He pulls out the speculum, then, removing the brown dildo from your rectum, he inserts the speculum into your anus. “Plenty of worms in there!” he announces cheerfully. “They all look very healthy though – I don’t think there’s any point in removing one.”

He withdraws the speculum from your rectum. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. “Pull up your top please.”

He smears gel on your abdomen, places the probe in the middle of it, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports.

He wipes your nether regions with a tissue. “Okay, you can put your clothes back on,” he says.

“Thanks,” you say, still rather breathless. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. Then you realise that Tyler is holding your panties open, and staring in fascination at the worms inside.

“Morning!” you say.

“Good morning Babe,” he says, looking up at your face with a smile. “Lots of worms in here – I’d love to see how much your panties would be showing beneath a skirt...”

You laugh good-naturedly. “I’ll put one on.” You climb out of bed, pull today’s microskirt out of your wardrobe, and step into it. As you zip it up, you also wiggle your feet into a pair of shoes. “How do I look?”

“Sensational!” says Tyler. “You should totally go to work like that.”

You laugh. “With my panties bulging with worms? I don’t think so!”

“All right,” chuckles Tyler. “But will you at least keep some worms in your vagina?”

With a smile, you say,

“Sorry Tyler – not today.”

“Sure – just until we get to work though.”

“Awww,” says Tyler with a pout.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head straight to Dieter’s office.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward the chair in the corner of the room, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. As you sit down, mindful of Tyler’s feelings on the matter, you decide to...

leave your knees slightly apart, so that Dieter can see up your skirt.

cross your legs.

“All right!” says Tyler happily.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and shake the worms in your panties into the toilet bowl. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head to Dieter’s office.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward the chair in the corner of the room, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the squirming worms in your vagina, and your horniness is making you feel rather naughty, and reckless. As you sit down, you decide to...

leave your knees slightly apart, so that Dieter can see up your skirt.

sit with your knees about ten inches apart, giving Dieter a gratuitously superb view of your panties.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt at your panties. You pretend not to notice this as you chatter away about the challenges faced by your department. Dieter nods and utters laconic comments from time to time, but his attention is clearly not on the conversation.

After a few minutes of this, you return to your desk, say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Once you have sat down, you swing your right leg across your left. Judging by Dieter’s sudden look of excitement, however, you did not move fast enough to prevent him from catching a glimpse of your panties.

With many a keen glance down at your legs, he chats with you about about work, and the two of you brainstorm about potential areas for improvement in the department.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him, uncross your legs, and get up. Dieter grins happily, and you guess he just got another eyeful of your panties.

Leaving his office, you return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, and then you sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who merely responds with “Cool”.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt at your panties. You pretend not to notice this as you chatter away about the challenges faced by your department. Dieter nods and utters laconic comments from time to time, but his attention is clearly not on the conversation.

After a few minutes of this, you take your leave of him and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, drop your bag by your chair, switch on your computer, then head to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s jaw drops at the sight of your panties so shamelessly exposed. You cannot bring yourself to let him know that your indecency is deliberate, however, so you launch into a spirited tirade against the latest shenanigans by your least favourite political party. You are aware that Dieter shares your politics, to a large extent, so this seems like a safe subject – not that it would matter much to Dieter, who is sitting there enraptured by your panties.

Your intent to give the impression that your outrage is causing you to forget your modesty seems to be paying off, at any rate – Dieter is not questioning why you are showing him so much. He merely nods and expresses vague agreement from time to time.

After a few minutes of this, however, Dieter suddenly says, “Um, Penny?”

“Yes Dieter?” you reply.

Your boss is staring at your panties. “At the risk of spoiling a good thing, I’m afraid I have to ask this: are you aware that I can see your panties?”

You blush instantly, and close your legs. But you have had plenty of time to think of a response to this. “I’m so sorry, Dieter. I grew up almost never wearing skirts – I was quite the tomboy – and wearing skirts this short is still very new to me. Sometimes I forget to be ‘modest’ and ‘decorous’...” You roll your eyes and use air quotes as you say these words. “Honestly it’s such a pain, having to remember to be ladylike. But I’m sorry if I’ve offended you...”

“I’m not offended in the slightest!” says Dieter. “I don’t mind how you sit. I was just curious if you were aware ... but if it makes you more comfortable sitting with your legs apart, then go for it! Be as indecorous as you like. I have no problem at all with your panties.”

“Well thank you Dieter!” you say, spreading your knees about six inches apart. “That’s quite a relief! I’m glad to hear I can relax in your company.”

“Oh,” says Dieter, “I just remembered I have some news for you. The Systems Development team has finally automated your invoice report. You no longer have to create and send it out each day.”

“Oh!” you say. “Great news! That thing’s a pain.”

“I still want you to study it, though,” he says. “Let me know if anything looks ... off.”

“Of course,” you reply, nodding. “Anyway, I should be going.”

“Okay – have a good day!” says Dieter.

You leave his office and return to your desk. You say hello to Ford and Justin, drop your bag by your chair, switch on your computer, then head to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him the latest development of your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

“So ... does that mean you’ll be sitting with your legs wide apart every time you visit him?” he asks.

“It means I can,” you concede, “and it seems I have his blessing to do so ... but as to whether I will ... well, I suppose it’ll depend how horny I’m feeling.”

“Understood,” he responds.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Hi Tyler.”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You giggle as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your chest, then to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You grab a bagel of your own, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk.

At ten o’clock, you run your daily invoice report. You tweak it for a few minutes, getting it in a shape appropriate for distribution. Having finished, will you...

check it over?

send it out?

You analyse the report carefully, and find a couple of minor discrepancies, which you investigate and correct. Feeling more comfortable with the report, you send it out, then get on with some other work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You send out the report, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

“I still can’t get over that outfit,” he says with a chuckle. “Crazy!”

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, and how Tyler would feel about that, you simply pretend not to notice where Justin is looking.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks from your chest down to your panties. “I’ll never get tired of that sight,” he says.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice...

but you stop him before you get too excited.

and you ease your thighs a little further apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You know that Tyler would probably love it if you were to flash your panties at this gentleman, but you are reluctant to give the man the wrong idea.

After thinking about it for a moment, you...

decide to keep your knees together and ignore the man.

give the man a good look at your panties.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you resolve to mention this to Tyler later.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “I love your outfit today!”

“Thanks,” you say warily.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where you remove everything but your tank top. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

“I’ll just lubricate your vagina and anus,” says Doctor Kapoor, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your vaginal opening, taking no particular pains to avoid your labia and clitoris, which he lightly brushes with his slimy fingers from time to time. Eagerly anticipating the imminent dildo insertion, you decide against complaining about this.

“I’ll just work some lubricant inside...” says the doctor, pushing two fingers inside your vagina. He thrusts them in and out for a few strokes, then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

“Now for the sex toys,” he continues, fetching both the brown dildo and the pink dildo from his drawer. He takes the brown dildo first, pressing its head against your anus, which slowly yields under the pressure. The dildo slides deep into your rectum, and he thrusts it in and out for a minute or so.

Then, leaving the brown dildo buried deep, he picks up the pink dildo, and pushes its thicker head slowly into your vaginal opening. You gasp, gritting your teeth a little, but as he begins thrusting it in and out of your vagina, you gradually relax and start enjoying it.

After barely half a minute, the doctor takes hold of the brown dildo with his other hand, and begins fucking your anus with it – pushing it in while he pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and vice versa. He gradually speeds up this see-sawing motion, and you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

“Feel free to masturbate if you would like,” suggests Doctor Kapoor.

It is tempting! As your arousal grows,

however, you manage to refrain from touching yourself.

you reach down with your right hand and start vigorously rubbing your clitoris.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler cups your pussy through your panties and sensually massages your labia and clitoris, causing you to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

You let him continue until you find yourself becoming too excited to stay quiet any longer. “Okay okay, enough,” you gasp, pushing his hand away. “Or you’ll get us both fired!”

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

In the restroom, you empty out your panties into the toilet, retrieve several worms from your vagina, and flush the lot of them away. Then you wash your hands, and head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Biting your lip nervously, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. But then you get an instant message from Tyler: “Wow Penny – your panties are totally showing beneath your skirt!”

You shiver in both alarm and excitement. In your aroused state, the notion that you have been walking around the office with your panties showing is quite thrilling. But you are not without a sense of self-preservation.

“Thanks!” you message him back. Then, with a certain reluctance, you finally go to the restroom and dispose of the worms in your panties and vagina.

Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

The simultaneous anal and vaginal dildo-fucking continues for another three minutes – way longer than necessary, you feel, though it feels so good that you cannot bring yourself to object. Eventually, however, the doctor pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and replaces it with a speculum. He peers inside you with the aid of a little flashlight. “No worms in there today,” he reports.

He pulls out the speculum, then, removing the brown dildo from your rectum, he inserts the speculum into your anus. “Plenty of worms in there!” he announces cheerfully. “They all look very healthy though – I don’t think there’s any point in removing one.”

He withdraws the speculum from your rectum. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. “Pull up your top please.”

He smears gel on your abdomen, places the probe in the middle of it, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports.

He wipes your nether regions with a tissue. “Okay, you can put your clothes back on,” he says.

“Thanks,” you say, almost – but not quite – feeling disappointed that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

As the simultaneous anal and vaginal dildo-fucking continues, you masturbate for all you are worth. Two minutes later, your back arches, you cry out in ecstasy, and your whole body shudders as a delicious orgasm washes over you. It lasts for almost half a minute, as Doctor Kapoor continues to piston both dildos in and out of you.

Eventually, however, the doctor stops thrusting, and you collapse, exhausted. “Oh God,” you groan, putting your hands over your face. “How embarrassing!”

Doctor Kapoor pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and replaces it with a speculum. “No need to be embarrassed,” he says kindly. “Masturbation is good for you.” He peers inside you with the aid of a little flashlight. “No worms in there today,” he reports.

He pulls out the speculum, then, removing the brown dildo from your rectum, he inserts the speculum into your anus. “Plenty of worms in there!” he announces cheerfully. “They all look very healthy though – I won’t bother removing one.”

He withdraws the speculum from your rectum. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. “Pull up your top please.”

He smears gel on your abdomen, places the probe in the middle of it, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports.

He wipes your nether regions with a tissue. “Okay, you can put your clothes back on,” he says.

“Thanks,” you say, still rather breathless. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Your tank top gets a few disapproving looks, but nobody says anything. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest.

“He obviously fancies you,” says Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table. “How about flashing your panties at him again?”

You chuckle. “Perhaps,” you say, “if the opportunity arises.”

The meal is nice enough, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. Then you realise that Tyler is holding your panties open, and staring in fascination at the worms inside.

“Morning!” you say.

“Good morning Babe,” he says, looking up at your face with a smile. “Lots of worms in here – I’d love to see how much your panties would be showing beneath a skirt...”

You laugh good-naturedly. “I’ll put one on.” You climb out of bed, pull today’s microskirt out of your wardrobe, and step into it. As you zip it up, you also wiggle your feet into a pair of shoes. “How do I look?”

“Sensational!” says Tyler. “You should totally go to work like that.”

You laugh. “I don’t think so!”

“All right,” chuckles Tyler. “But will you at least keep some worms in your vagina?”

With a smile, you say,

“Sorry Tyler – not today.”

“Sure – just until we get to work though.”

“Awww,” says Tyler with a pout.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head straight to Dieter’s office.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward the chair in the corner of the room, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say, and you sit down, facing him, with your knees...

slightly apart.

eight inches apart.

“All right!” says Tyler happily.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and shake the worms in your panties into the toilet bowl. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head to Dieter’s office.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward the chair in the corner of the room, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the squirming worms in your vagina, and your horniness is making you feel rather naughty, so you sit down, facing him, with your knees...

twelve inches apart.

eighteen inches apart.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt. “Nice panties!” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt. “Wow! Nice panties,” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares at your panties. “Wow, what a wonderful view!” he says.

You laugh. “Silly man,” you reply, blushing a little.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, and say hello to Ford and Justin. Dropping your bag by your chair, you switch on your computer, then head to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s jaw drops at the sight of your panties so gratuitously exposed. “Wow, what a lovely view of your panties!” he says. “Thank you!”

You laugh. “You’re welcome,” you reply, blushing a little. “Silly man.”

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, and say hello to Ford and Justin. Dropping your bag by your chair, you switch on your computer, then head to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Hi Tyler.”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You giggle as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your chest, then to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, and how Tyler would feel about that, you simply pretend not to notice where Justin is looking.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks from your chest down to your panties. “I’ll never get tired of that sight,” he says.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice...

but you stop him before you get too excited.

and you ease your thighs a little further apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler cups your pussy through your panties and sensually massages your labia and clitoris, causing you to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

You let him continue until you find yourself becoming too excited to stay quiet any longer. “Okay okay, enough,” you gasp, pushing his hand away. “Or you’ll get us both fired!”

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You know that Tyler would probably love it if you were to flash your panties at this gentleman, but you are reluctant to give the man the wrong idea.

After thinking about it for a moment, you...

decide to keep your knees together and ignore the man.

give the man a good look at your panties.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you resolve to mention this to Tyler later.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “I love your outfit today!”

“Thanks,” you say warily.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, where you remove everything but your tank top. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

“I’ll just lubricate your vagina and anus,” says Doctor Kapoor, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your vaginal opening, taking no particular pains to avoid your labia and clitoris, which he lightly brushes with his slimy fingers from time to time. Eagerly anticipating the imminent dildo insertion, you decide against complaining about this.

“I’ll just work some lubricant inside...” says the doctor, pushing two fingers inside your vagina. He thrusts them in and out for a few strokes, then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

“Now for the sex toys,” he continues, fetching both the brown dildo and the pink dildo from his drawer. He takes the brown dildo first, pressing its head against your anus, which slowly yields under the pressure. The dildo slides deep into your rectum, and he thrusts it in and out for a minute or so.

Then, leaving the brown dildo buried deep, he picks up the pink dildo, and pushes its thicker head slowly into your vaginal opening. You gasp, gritting your teeth a little, but as he begins thrusting it in and out of your vagina, you gradually relax and start enjoying it.

After barely half a minute, the doctor takes hold of the brown dildo with his other hand, and begins fucking your anus with it – pushing it in while he pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and vice versa. He gradually speeds up this see-sawing motion, and you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

“Feel free to masturbate if you would like,” suggests Doctor Kapoor.

It is tempting! As your arousal grows,

however, you manage to refrain from touching yourself.

you reach down with your right hand and start vigorously rubbing your clitoris.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

In the restroom, you empty out your panties into the toilet, retrieve several worms from your vagina, and flush the lot of them away. Then you wash your hands, and head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Biting your lip nervously, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. But then you get an instant message from Tyler: “Wow Penny – your panties are totally showing beneath your skirt!”

You shiver in both alarm and excitement. In your aroused state, the notion that you have been walking around the office with your panties showing is quite thrilling. But you are not without a sense of self-preservation.

“Thanks!” you message him back. Then, with a certain reluctance, you finally go to the restroom and dispose of the worms in your panties and vagina.

Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

The simultaneous anal and vaginal dildo-fucking continues for another three minutes – way longer than necessary, you feel, though it feels so good that you cannot bring yourself to object. Eventually, however, the doctor pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and replaces it with a speculum. He peers inside you with the aid of a little flashlight. “No worms in there today,” he reports.

He pulls out the speculum, then, removing the brown dildo from your rectum, he inserts the speculum into your anus. “Plenty of worms in there!” he announces cheerfully. “They all look very healthy though – I don’t think there’s any point in removing one.”

He withdraws the speculum from your rectum. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. “I’ve been keeping up with the news from Africa concerning this species of roundworm, and it seems that in a few cases, one or more worms has gotten lost in the body cavity, outside of the intestines. This can happen because in their larval form, the worms are tiny, and can pass through the intestinal wall.”

“Yikes!” you say.

“With that in mind, I’d like to start scanning your entire torso with the ultrasound,” continues Doctor Kapoor.

“Um, okay...” you say.

“I’ll need you to remove your top, please,” he adds.

“Ah,” you say. “Okay.” You sit up, take off your tank top, and toss it on top of the pile of your other clothes. Now naked, you lie back down.

Doctor Kapoor squirts a large quantity of gel on to your stomach, forming a mound about an inch in height, which he then begins smearing in every direction. Having coated your abdomen, he moves up to your chest, and you gasp as his hands slide on to your breasts, cupping them both for a moment before moving on up towards your shoulders.

“You have lovely breasts,” he remarks.

“Thanks,” you say awkwardly.

Having coated the entire front of your torso with gel, the doctor places the ultrasound probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. As he slides the probe over your left breast, he says, “So far, all the worms seem confined to your large intestine and the lowest portion of your small intestine. No rogue worms on the loose anywhere else, thank goodness.” He finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “Okay, you can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, almost – but not quite – feeling disappointed that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

As the simultaneous anal and vaginal dildo-fucking continues, you masturbate for all you are worth. Two minutes later, your back arches, you cry out in ecstasy, and your whole body shudders as a delicious orgasm washes over you. It lasts for almost half a minute, as Doctor Kapoor continues to piston both dildos in and out of you.

Eventually, however, the doctor stops thrusting, and you collapse, exhausted. “Oh God,” you groan, putting your hands over your face. “How embarrassing!”

Doctor Kapoor pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and replaces it with a speculum. “No need to be embarrassed,” he says kindly. “Masturbation is good for you.” He peers inside you with the aid of a little flashlight. “No worms in there today,” he reports.

He pulls out the speculum, then, removing the brown dildo from your rectum, he inserts the speculum into your anus. “Plenty of worms in there!” he announces cheerfully. “They all look very healthy though – I won’t bother removing one.”

He withdraws the speculum from your rectum. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. “I’ve been keeping up with the news from Africa concerning this species of roundworm, and it seems that in a few cases, one or more worms has gotten lost in the body cavity, outside of the intestines. This can happen because in their larval form, the worms are tiny, and can pass through the intestinal wall.”

“Yikes!” you say.

“With that in mind, I’d like to start scanning your entire torso with the ultrasound,” continues Doctor Kapoor.

“Um, okay...” you say.

“I’ll need you to remove your top, please,” he adds.

“Ah,” you say. “Okay.” You sit up, take off your tank top, and toss it on top of the pile of your other clothes. Now naked, you lie back down.

Doctor Kapoor squirts a large quantity of gel on to your stomach, forming a mound about an inch in height, which he then begins smearing in every direction. Having coated your abdomen, he moves up to your chest, and you gasp as his hands slide on to your breasts, cupping them both for a moment before moving on up towards your shoulders.

“You have lovely breasts,” he remarks.

“Thanks,” you say awkwardly.

Having coated the entire front of your torso with gel, the doctor places the ultrasound probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. As he slides the probe over your left breast, he says, “So far, all the worms seem confined to your large intestine and the lowest portion of your small intestine. No rogue worms on the loose anywhere else, thank goodness.” He finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “Okay, you can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, still rather breathless. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Your tank top gets a few disapproving looks, but nobody says anything. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest.

“He obviously fancies you,” says Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table. “How about flashing your panties at him again?”

You chuckle. “Perhaps,” you say, “if the opportunity arises.”

The meal is nice enough, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny. Then you realise that Tyler is holding your panties open, and staring in fascination at the worms inside.

“Morning!” you say.

“Good morning Babe,” he says, looking up at your face with a smile. “Lots of worms in here – I’d love to see how much your panties would be showing beneath a skirt...”

You laugh good-naturedly. “I’ll put one on.” You climb out of bed, pull today’s microskirt out of your wardrobe, and step into it. As you zip it up, you also wiggle your feet into a pair of shoes. “How do I look?”

“Sensational!” says Tyler. “You should totally go to work like that.”

You laugh. “I don’t think so!”

“All right,” chuckles Tyler. “But will you at least keep some worms in your vagina?”

With a smile, you say,

“Sorry Tyler – not today.”

“Sure – just until we get to work though.”

“Awww,” says Tyler with a pout.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and spend some time fishing worms out of your vagina and dropping them in the toilet bowl. Next, you shake the rest of the worms out of your panties and into the toilet. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head straight to Dieter’s office.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward the chair in the corner of the room, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say, and you sit down, facing him, with your knees...

slightly apart.

eight inches apart.

“All right!” says Tyler happily.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and shake the worms in your panties into the toilet bowl. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head to Dieter’s office.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward the chair in the corner of the room, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the squirming worms in your vagina, and your horniness is making you feel rather naughty, so you sit down, facing him, with your knees...

twelve inches apart.

eighteen inches apart.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt. “Nice panties!” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt. “Wow! Nice panties,” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares at your panties. “Wow, what a wonderful view!” he says.

You laugh. “Silly man,” you reply, blushing a little.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, and say hello to Ford and Justin. Dropping your bag by your chair, you switch on your computer, then head to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s jaw drops at the sight of your panties so gratuitously exposed. “Wow, what a lovely view of your panties!” he says. “Thank you!”

You laugh. “You’re welcome,” you reply, blushing a little. “Silly man.”

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, and say hello to Ford and Justin. Dropping your bag by your chair, you switch on your computer, then head to the restroom. Locked in a stall with your panties around your knees, you stick two fingers into your vagina and start pulling out worms. After a couple of minutes, you have retrieved them all and dropped them into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Hi Tyler.”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You giggle as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your chest, then to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. Knowing he must be able to see your panties, and how Tyler would feel about that, you simply pretend not to notice where Justin is looking.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks from your chest down to your panties. “I’ll never get tired of that sight,” he says.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice...

but you stop him before you get too excited.

and you ease your thighs a little further apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“Behave yourself,” you say with a chuckle as you gently deflect his hand.

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for trying, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler cups your pussy through your panties and sensually massages your labia and clitoris, causing you to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

You let him continue until you find yourself becoming too excited to stay quiet any longer. “Okay okay, enough,” you gasp, pushing his hand away. “Or you’ll get us both fired!”

You chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You know that Tyler would probably love it if you were to flash your panties at this gentleman, but you are reluctant to give the man the wrong idea.

After thinking about it for a moment, you...

decide to keep your knees together and ignore the man.

give the man a good look at your panties.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Realising that they can probably see your panties, you resolve to mention this to Tyler later.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “I love your outfit today!”

“Thanks,” you say warily.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, and asks you to remove all your clothes. “I’ll need your top off for the ultrasound,” he explains.

You nod, a little uncomfortably, then you strip yourself naked while Doctor Kapoor watches with a big grin on his face. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

“I’ll just lubricate your vagina and anus,” says Doctor Kapoor, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, his fingers slipping occasionally between your labia and stroking your clitoris; you hope this is not deliberate, but you are not sure. Eagerly anticipating the imminent dildo insertion, however, you decide against complaining.

“I’ll just work some lubricant inside...” says the doctor, pushing two fingers inside your vagina. He thrusts them in and out for a few strokes, then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

“Now for the sex toys,” he continues, fetching both the brown dildo and the pink dildo from his drawer. He takes the brown dildo first, pressing its head against your anus, which slowly yields under the pressure. The dildo slides deep into your rectum, and he thrusts it in and out for a minute or so.

Then, leaving the brown dildo buried deep, he picks up the pink dildo, and pushes its thicker head slowly into your vaginal opening. You gasp, gritting your teeth a little, but as he begins thrusting it in and out of your vagina, you gradually relax and start enjoying it.

After barely half a minute, the doctor takes hold of the brown dildo with his other hand, and begins fucking your anus with it – pushing it in while he pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and vice versa. He gradually speeds up this see-sawing motion, and you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

“Feel free to masturbate if you would like,” suggests Doctor Kapoor.

It is tempting! As your arousal grows,

however, you manage to refrain from touching yourself.

you reach down with your right hand and start vigorously rubbing your clitoris.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

Biting your lip nervously, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. But then you get an instant message from Tyler: “Wow Penny – your panties are totally showing beneath your skirt!”

You shiver in excitement. In your aroused state, the notion that you have been walking around the office with your panties showing is quite thrilling.

“Thanks!” you message him back. “I think I might stay like this awhile.”

Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

In the restroom, you empty out your panties into the toilet, retrieve several worms from your vagina, and flush the lot of them away. Then you wash your hands, and head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Biting your lip nervously, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. But then you get an instant message from Tyler: “Wow Penny – your panties are totally showing beneath your skirt!”

You shiver in both alarm and excitement. In your aroused state, the notion that you have been walking around the office with your panties showing is quite thrilling. But you are not without a sense of self-preservation.

“Thanks!” you message him back. Then, with a certain reluctance, you finally go to the restroom and dispose of the worms in your panties and vagina.

Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

The simultaneous anal and vaginal dildo-fucking continues for another three minutes – way longer than necessary, you feel, though it feels so good that you cannot bring yourself to object. Eventually, however, the doctor pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and replaces it with a speculum. He peers inside you with the aid of a little flashlight. “No worms in there today,” he reports.

He pulls out the speculum, then, removing the brown dildo from your rectum, he inserts the speculum into your anus. “Plenty of worms in there!” he announces cheerfully. “They all look very healthy though – I don’t think there’s any point in removing one.”

He withdraws the speculum from your rectum. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He squirts a large quantity of gel on to your stomach, forming a mound about an inch in height, which he then begins smearing in every direction. Having coated your abdomen, he moves up to your chest, and you gasp as his hands slide on to your breasts, cupping and squeezing them both for a moment before moving on up towards your shoulders.

Having coated the entire front of your torso with gel, the doctor places the ultrasound probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, almost – but not quite – feeling disappointed that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

As the simultaneous anal and vaginal dildo-fucking continues, you masturbate for all you are worth. Two minutes later, your back arches, you cry out in ecstasy, and your whole body shudders as a delicious orgasm washes over you. It lasts for almost half a minute, as Doctor Kapoor continues to piston both dildos in and out of you.

Eventually, however, the doctor stops thrusting, and you collapse, exhausted. “Oh God,” you groan, putting your hands over your face. “How embarrassing!”

Doctor Kapoor pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and replaces it with a speculum. “No need to be embarrassed,” he says kindly. “Masturbation is good for you.” He peers inside you with the aid of a little flashlight. “No worms in there today,” he reports.

He pulls out the speculum, then, removing the brown dildo from your rectum, he inserts the speculum into your anus. “Plenty of worms in there!” he announces cheerfully. “They all look very healthy though – I won’t bother removing one.”

He withdraws the speculum from your rectum. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He squirts a large quantity of gel on to your stomach, forming a mound about an inch in height, which he then begins smearing in every direction. Having coated your abdomen, he moves up to your chest, and you gasp as his hands slide on to your breasts, cupping and squeezing them both for a moment before moving on up towards your shoulders.

Having coated the entire front of your torso with gel, the doctor places the ultrasound probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, still rather breathless. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Your tank top gets a few disapproving looks, but nobody says anything. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest.

“He obviously fancies you,” says Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table. “How about flashing your panties at him again?”

You chuckle. “Perhaps,” you say, “if the opportunity arises.”

The meal is nice enough, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. The thought of attending the meeting with your panties full of worms and visibly sagging beneath the hem of your skirt is both exciting and scary, but as long as you are the first into the meeting and the last out, you should be able to get away with it.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. The worms are wriggling against you, and inside you, very distractingly, but you manage to keep your face composed. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you try to listen, but it is not easy to pay attention. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism – albeit with flushed cheeks and a slightly breathless voice.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you manage to slip out of the building without anyone seeing you from the rear. You drive back to Chapel Street and get on with some work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “And you know what? I still have worms in my panties.”

“Holy shit!” says Tyler. “And you went to Mason Road like that?”

“Yup!” you confirm, with a giggle. “It was very exciting. Nobody saw.”

“Wow,” says Tyler, wide-eyed. Then he grins. “Are we eating in or out?”

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you try to listen, but it is not easy to pay attention while slimy roundworms are writhing against your pussy and in your vagina. When your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism – albeit with a slightly breathless voice.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “And you know what? I still have worms in my panties.”

“Holy shit!” says Tyler. Then he grins. “Are we eating in or out?”

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy. You leave the worms in your panties though.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By ten o’clock your panties are practically overflowing, much to Tyler’s fascination.

Eventually – and a little reluctantly – you flush away the worms. You have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and nobody around you has any clue that your panties are full of squirming worms. Only when you get up to leave do you hear a couple of gasps from other diners.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, except for your panties, which Tyler asks you to leave on. As you lie down, he pulls your panties aside, extracts a few worms from your vagina, then slides his cock inside you. After you have both climaxed, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By ten o’clock your panties are practically overflowing, much to Tyler’s fascination.

“Jeez, Tyler,” you say in amusement, as your boyfriend probes your vagina with one finger, feeling the worms inside you while you lie on your back with your legs spread. “You’re starting to remind me of Doctor Kapoor.”

“He’s a lucky man,” says Tyler with a chuckle.

You roll your eyes. “Yeah, he definitely enjoys his work. More than he ought to, probably.”

“Really?” asks Tyler, intrigued. “What does he do, exactly?”

Blushing, you tell him about the dildos that Doctor Kapoor uses to lubricate your vagina and anus.

“Holy shit!” says Tyler, wide-eyed. “That doesn’t sound very professional!”

“I’m pretty sure it’s not,” you admit. “But it does feel rather good...”

Tyler bursts out laughing. “Well heck,” he says. “You might as well enjoy it if you can! And I can’t blame him for enjoying it too ... sounds like it’s a mutually beneficial arrangement!”

You chuckle, and nod – a little annoyed that Tyler does not seem remotely jealous, but also relieved that he is not angry at you for letting Doctor Kapoor take such liberties with you.

Shortly afterwards – and a little reluctantly – you flush away the worms. You have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest.

“He obviously fancies you,” says Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table. “How about flashing your panties at him again?”

You chuckle. “When they’re full of worms?” you say. “I think we might get kicked out if he sees them.”

The meal is nice enough, and somehow you manage to get through it without anyone seeing your bulging panties. After you leave the restaurant, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, except for your panties, which Tyler asks you to leave on. As you lie down, he pulls your panties aside, extracts a few worms from your vagina, then slides his cock inside you. After you have both climaxed, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By ten o’clock your panties are practically overflowing, much to Tyler’s fascination.

“Jeez, Tyler,” you say in amusement, as your boyfriend probes your vagina with one finger, feeling the worms inside you while you lie on your back with your legs spread. “You’re starting to remind me of Doctor Kapoor.”

“He’s a lucky man,” says Tyler with a chuckle.

You roll your eyes. “Yeah, he definitely enjoys his work. More than he ought to, probably.”

“Really?” asks Tyler, intrigued. “What does he do, exactly?”

Blushing, you tell him about the dildos that Doctor Kapoor uses to lubricate your vagina and anus.

“Holy shit!” says Tyler, wide-eyed. “That doesn’t sound very professional!”

“I’m pretty sure it’s not,” you admit. “But it does feel rather good...”

Tyler bursts out laughing. “Well heck,” he says. “You might as well enjoy it if you can! And I can’t blame him for enjoying it too ... sounds like it’s a mutually beneficial arrangement!”

You chuckle, and nod – a little annoyed that Tyler does not seem remotely jealous, but also relieved that he is not angry at you for letting Doctor Kapoor take such liberties with you.

Shortly afterwards – and a little reluctantly – you flush away the worms. You have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a microskirt and shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your panties, which he can see bulging beneath your skirt. “You should go to work like that,” he says.

You laugh, and say,

“Sorry Tyler – not today.”

“Risky ... but I’m horny. I’ll do it!”

“Awww,” says Tyler with a pout. “Well at least leave some worms in your vagina.”

“Sure,” you say, nodding.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and shake the worms in your panties into the toilet bowl. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head straight to Dieter’s office.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward the chair in the corner of the room, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the squirming worms in your vagina, and your horniness is making you feel rather naughty, so you sit down, facing him, with your knees...

twelve inches apart.

eighteen inches apart.

“Awesome!” says Tyler happily.

Once he is done in the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head to Dieter’s office.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward the chair in the corner of the room, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the worms squirming in your panties and vagina, and your horniness is making you feel naughty. You are concerned about Dieter seeing movement in the front of your panties,

however, so you sit with your knees just a couple of inches apart.

but you decide to throw caution to the wind, and sit with your knees eighteen inches apart.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt. “Nice panties!” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares at your panties. “That’s such a lovely view!” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter smiles as he stares up your skirt. “Feeling a little shy today?” he inquires.

You chuckle. “Cramps,” you reply, blushing a little. “Just not feeling very...”

“Oh!” says Dieter. “No problem – I totally understand.”

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly up your skirt. Then you leave his office (backing out so he does not see your bulging panties), head to your desk, and say hello to Ford and Justin. Dropping your bag by your chair, you switch on your computer, then head to the restroom, glancing around you furtively to make sure nobody sees you from behind. Locked in a stall, you empty out your panties, dumping the worms into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him what happened in Dieter’s office.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares at your panties. “That’s such a lovely view!” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. But as he stares, his brow furrows, and you know what he is seeing: you can feel several worms writhing vigorously against your pussy.

“Is there something ... moving? In your panties?” Dieter inquires.

“God, this is so embarrassing!” you say, closing your knees and putting your hands to your cheeks. Clearly it is time to come clean to your boss, and let the chips fall where they may. Hopefully he will not be too shocked and disgusted. “I’m afraid I have a bit of an ... affliction ... as a result of a recent trip to Africa. I apparently ingested the eggs of a species of parasitic roundworm, and ... well ... now my bowels are infested with worms.”

“My goodness!” says Dieter in astonishment.

“Several times a day, a few of them come out into my panties,” you continue. “I’m so used to it now that I generally let them accumulate for a while, then I go to the restroom and flush them down the toilet. I was going to do that right after this, actually...”

“But this is extraordinary!” says Dieter, looking quite flabbergasted. “Does anyone else know about this?”

“A few people,” you admit, “but it’s certainly not common knowledge, so I’d be very grateful if you could keep my secret...”

“Oh! Certainly,” says Dieter. “Still, I am concerned ... what if these worms escape from your panties? Could they infect someone else?”

“Oh, I’m pretty sure that’s not possible,” you reply, feeling a little anxious that Dieter is worried about this. “Tyler and I have been ... um, intimate ... for weeks now and he hasn’t got infected. I’m pretty sure you can only get them by ingesting the eggs.”

“I hope you’re right!” says Dieter. “At any rate, please make sure you don’t leave any nasty worms lying around the office.”

“I won’t,” you promise.

You leave his office, head to your desk, and say hello to Ford and Justin. Dropping your bag by your chair, you switch on your computer, then head to the restroom, glancing around you furtively to make sure nobody sees you from behind. Locked in a stall, you empty out your panties, dumping the worms into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him what happened in Dieter’s office.

“Oh wow!” replies Tyler. “That changes things a bit, doesn’t it?”

“A bit,” you agree.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Hi Tyler.”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You giggle as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your chest, then to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you subtly ease your knees apart, to give Justin a better look at your panties.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks from your chest down to your panties. “I’ll never get tired of that sight,” he says.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice, and you ease your thighs a little further apart. As Tyler sensually massages your labia and clitoris, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

lift one foot up on his desk, and spread your thighs wide apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs..

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for getting carried away, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Anxiously, you turn towards Justin, who can see you from where he sits. To your alarm, he is staring at you in astonishment. But then he grins, and gives you a big thumbs-up.

“Okay, stop, stop!” you gasp, putting your leg down and pushing Tyler’s hand away. “You’ll get us fired!”

Tyler chuckles. “Sorry – I seem to lose my head a little when you’re around and looking so good.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You have been feeling horny all morning, and it excites you to think of your admirer looking at your panties. Turning your legs toward him, you slowly spread your knees apart, giving him a beautiful view up your skirt. His eyes widen, and he looks up at your face with a delighted expression. You wink at him, then...

close your legs again.

continue eating, leaving your knees wide apart.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Aroused at the thought that they can probably see your panties, you ease your thighs a little further apart, to give them a better view.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “I love your outfit today!”

“Thanks,” you say warily.

The doctor leads you to an exam room, and asks you to remove all your clothes. “I’ll need your top off for the ultrasound,” he explains.

You nod, a little uncomfortably, then you strip yourself naked while Doctor Kapoor watches with a big grin on his face. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

“I’ll just lubricate your vagina and anus,” says Doctor Kapoor, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, his fingers slipping occasionally between your labia and stroking your clitoris; you hope this is not deliberate, but you are not sure. Eagerly anticipating the imminent dildo insertion, however, you decide against complaining.

“I’ll just work some lubricant inside...” says the doctor, pushing two fingers inside your vagina. “Oh! You have some worms in there today, I see. I’ll just get them out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

“Now for the sex toys,” he continues, fetching both the brown dildo and the pink dildo from his drawer. He takes the brown dildo first, pressing its head against your anus, which slowly yields under the pressure. The dildo slides deep into your rectum, and he thrusts it in and out for a minute or so.

Then, leaving the brown dildo buried deep, he picks up the pink dildo, and pushes its thicker head slowly into your vaginal opening. You gasp, gritting your teeth a little, but as he begins thrusting it in and out of your vagina, you gradually relax and start enjoying it.

After barely half a minute, the doctor takes hold of the brown dildo with his other hand, and begins fucking your anus with it – pushing it in while he pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and vice versa. He gradually speeds up this see-sawing motion, and you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

“Feel free to masturbate if you would like,” suggests Doctor Kapoor.

It is tempting! As your arousal grows,

however, you manage to refrain from touching yourself.

you reach down with your right hand and start vigorously rubbing your clitoris.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your worm-infested vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

In the restroom, you empty out your panties into the toilet, and flush the worms away. Then you wash your hands, and head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Biting your lip nervously, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. But then you get an instant message from Tyler: “Wow Penny – you look so sexy with your worm-filled panties showing beneath your skirt!”

You shiver in excitement. In your aroused state, the notion that you have been walking around the office with your panties showing is quite thrilling.

“Thanks!” you message him back. “I think I’ll stay like this awhile.”

Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

The simultaneous anal and vaginal dildo-fucking continues for another three minutes – way longer than necessary, you feel, though it feels so good that you cannot bring yourself to object. Eventually, however, the doctor pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and replaces it with a speculum. He peers inside you with the aid of a little flashlight. “No more worms in there,” he reports.

He pulls out the speculum, then, removing the brown dildo from your rectum, he inserts the speculum into your anus. “Plenty of worms in there!” he announces cheerfully. “They all look very healthy though – I don’t think there’s any point in removing one.”

He withdraws the speculum from your rectum. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He squirts a large quantity of gel on to your stomach, forming a mound about an inch in height, which he then begins smearing in every direction. Having coated your abdomen, he moves up to your chest, and you gasp as his hands slide on to your breasts, cupping and squeezing them both for a moment before moving on up towards your shoulders.

Having coated the entire front of your torso with gel, the doctor places the ultrasound probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, almost – but not quite – feeling disappointed that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

As the simultaneous anal and vaginal dildo-fucking continues, you masturbate for all you are worth. Two minutes later, your back arches, you cry out in ecstasy, and your whole body shudders as a delicious orgasm washes over you. It lasts for almost half a minute, as Doctor Kapoor continues to piston both dildos in and out of you.

Eventually, however, the doctor stops thrusting, and you collapse, exhausted. “Oh God,” you groan, putting your hands over your face. “How embarrassing!”

Doctor Kapoor pulls the pink dildo out of your vagina, and replaces it with a speculum. “No need to be embarrassed,” he says kindly. “Masturbation is good for you.” He peers inside you with the aid of a little flashlight. “No more worms in there,” he reports.

He pulls out the speculum, then, removing the brown dildo from your rectum, he inserts the speculum into your anus. “Plenty of worms in there!” he announces cheerfully. “They all look very healthy though – I won’t bother removing one.”

He withdraws the speculum from your rectum. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He squirts a large quantity of gel on to your stomach, forming a mound about an inch in height, which he then begins smearing in every direction. Having coated your abdomen, he moves up to your chest, and you gasp as his hands slide on to your breasts, cupping and squeezing them both for a moment before moving on up towards your shoulders.

Having coated the entire front of your torso with gel, the doctor places the ultrasound probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, still rather breathless. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum and vagina, and you shiver with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Your tank top gets a few disapproving looks, but nobody says anything. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest.

“He obviously fancies you,” says Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table. “How about flashing your panties at him again?”

You chuckle. “Perhaps,” you say, “if the opportunity arises.”

The meal is nice enough, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. The thought of attending the meeting with your panties full of worms and visibly sagging beneath the hem of your skirt is both exciting and scary, but as long as you are the first into the meeting and the last out, you should be able to get away with it.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. The worms are wriggling against you, and inside you, very distractingly, but you manage to keep your face composed. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you try to listen, but it is not easy to pay attention. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism – albeit with flushed cheeks and a slightly breathless voice.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you manage to slip out of the building without anyone seeing you from the rear. You drive back to Chapel Street and get on with some work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I still have worms in my panties, you know.”

Tyler grins. “And you went to Mason Road like that? You’re so awesome!”

“Thanks,” you say with a giggle.

“So,” says Tyler, “are we eating in or out?”

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you try to listen, but it is not easy to pay attention while slimy roundworms are writhing against your pussy and in your vagina. When your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism – albeit with a slightly breathless voice.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I still have worms in my panties, you know.”

“Awesome!” says Tyler, with a grin. “So are we eating in or out?”

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy. You leave the worms in your panties though.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By ten o’clock your panties are practically overflowing, much to Tyler’s fascination.

Eventually – and a little reluctantly – you flush away the worms. You have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and nobody around you has any clue that your panties are full of squirming worms. Only when you get up to leave do you hear a couple of gasps from other diners.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, except for your panties, which Tyler asks you to leave on. As you lie down, he pulls your panties aside, extracts a few worms from your vagina, then slides his cock inside you. After you have both climaxed, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By ten o’clock your panties are practically overflowing, much to Tyler’s fascination.

Eventually – and a little reluctantly – you flush away the worms. You have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest.

“He obviously fancies you,” says Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table. “How about flashing your panties at him again?”

You chuckle. “When they’re full of worms?” you say. “I think we might get kicked out if he sees them.”

The meal is nice enough, and somehow you manage to get through it without anyone seeing your bulging panties. After you leave the restaurant, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, except for your panties, which Tyler asks you to leave on. As you lie down, he pulls your panties aside, extracts a few worms from your vagina, then slides his cock inside you. After you have both climaxed, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By ten o’clock your panties are practically overflowing, much to Tyler’s fascination.

Eventually – and a little reluctantly – you flush away the worms. You have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a microskirt and shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your panties, which he can see bulging beneath your skirt. “You should go to work like that,” he says.

You laugh, and say,

“Sorry Tyler – not today.”

“I was hoping you’d say that.”

“Awww,” says Tyler with a pout. “Well at least leave some worms in your vagina.”

“Sure,” you say, nodding.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and shake the worms in your panties into the toilet bowl. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head straight to Dieter’s office.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward the chair in the corner of the room, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the squirming worms in your vagina, and your horniness is making you feel rather naughty, so you sit down, facing him, with your knees...

twelve inches apart.

eighteen inches apart.

“Awesome!” says Tyler happily.

Once he is done in the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head to Dieter’s office.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward the chair in the corner of the room, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the worms squirming in your panties and vagina, and your horniness is making you feel naughty. Dieter now knows about your worm infestation, of course,

but you don’t want to rub it in his face, so you sit with your knees just a couple of inches apart.

so you sit with your knees eighteen inches apart.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt. “Nice panties!” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

“Any worms in there this morning?” he inquires.

“Not right now, no,” you reply.

“Good,” he says, nodding.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares at your panties. “That’s such a lovely view!” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

“No worms in there this morning, then?” he inquires.

“Not right now, no,” you reply.

“Good,” he says, nodding.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter smiles as he stares up your skirt. “Feeling a little shy today?” he inquires.

You blush. “Panties full of worms again,” you reply awkwardly. “Sorry...”

“Ah,” says Dieter, frowning a little. “Shame that it’s preventing you from sitting in a more ... relaxed manner, but I can understand why you’d be embarrassed to do so.”

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly up your skirt. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, and say hello to Ford and Justin. Dropping your bag by your chair, you switch on your computer, then head to the restroom, glancing around you furtively to make sure nobody sees you from behind. Locked in a stall, you empty out your panties, dumping the worms into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares at your panties. “That’s such a lovely view!” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

But then he peers at your panties a little more closely. “Ugh!” he says. “Worms in there again?”

“Sorry,” you say, feeling embarrassed. “Would you like me to close my legs?”

“No, it’s fine,” he says with a shrug.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, and say hello to Ford and Justin. Dropping your bag by your chair, you switch on your computer, then head to the restroom, glancing around you furtively to make sure nobody sees you from behind. Locked in a stall, you empty out your panties, dumping the worms into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Hi Tyler.”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You giggle as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your chest, then to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you subtly ease your knees apart, to give Justin a better look at your panties.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks from your chest down to your panties. “I’ll never get tired of that sight,” he says.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice, and you ease your thighs a little further apart. As Tyler sensually massages your labia and clitoris, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

lift one foot up on his desk, and spread your thighs wide apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs..

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for getting carried away, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Anxiously, you turn towards Justin, who can see you from where he sits. To your alarm, he is staring at you in astonishment. But then he grins, and gives you a big thumbs-up.

“Okay, stop, stop!” you gasp, putting your leg down and pushing Tyler’s hand away. “You’ll get us fired!”

Tyler chuckles. “Sorry – I seem to lose my head a little when you’re around and looking so good.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You have been feeling horny all morning, and it excites you to think of your admirer looking at your panties. Turning your legs toward him, you slowly spread your knees apart, giving him a beautiful view up your skirt. His eyes widen, and he looks up at your face with a delighted expression. You wink at him, then...

close your legs again.

continue eating, leaving your knees wide apart.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Aroused at the thought that they can probably see your panties, you ease your thighs a little further apart, to give them a better view.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “I’m afraid our usual room is currently occupied, but we’ll make do.” He leads you to a different room. “Take off your clothes, please,” he says, closing the door.

You nod, a little uncomfortably, then you strip yourself naked wh ile Doctor Kapoor watches with a big grin on his face. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

“I’ll just lubricate your vagina and anus,” says Doctor Kapoor, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris; you know you should probably object to this, but you are eagerly anticipating your imminent fucking with the doctor’s dildos.

“I’ll just work some lubricant inside...” says the doctor, pushing two fingers inside your vagina. “Oh! You have some worms in there today, I see. I’ll just get them out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

“Now, I’m afraid I forgot to retrieve the sex toys from the other room,” he continues, apologetically. “I’ll use my penis instead, if that’s okay – with a condom on, of course. It should feel just the same to you – lubricated latex is lubricated latex.”

This is an outrageous suggestion,

and you say, “I really don’t think that would be appropriate, Doctor Kapoor!”

but you are so horny that you find yourself trying to rationalise it.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your worm-infested vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, you feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

In the restroom, you empty out your panties into the toilet, and flush the worms away. Then you wash your hands, and head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Biting your lip nervously, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. But then you get an instant message from Tyler: “Wow Penny – you look so sexy with your worm-filled panties showing beneath your skirt!”

You shiver in excitement. In your aroused state, the notion that you have been walking around the office with your panties showing is quite thrilling.

“Thanks!” you message him back. “I think I’ll stay like this awhile.”

Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“I assure you that I would be totally professional about it,” says Doctor Kapoor, “but of course I respect your feelings on the matter, and your decision. We can manage without.”

And manage he does, although it is far from ideal; without the usual preparation, the insertion of a speculum into your vagina is rather painful and uncomfortable. The rectal exam is even worse, and you find that you are badly missing the pink and brown dildos.

Having withdrawn the speculum from your rectum, the doctor brings over an ultrasound machine. He squirts a large quantity of gel on to your stomach, forming a mound about an inch in height, which he then begins smearing in every direction. Having coated your abdomen, he moves up to your chest, and you gasp as his hands slide on to your breasts, cupping and squeezing them both for a moment before moving on up towards your shoulders.

Having coated the entire front of your torso with gel, the doctor places the ultrasound probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

From a practical standpoint, you reason, there is really no significant difference between a dildo and a condom-clad penis. The difference lies in the emotional component – and if Doctor Kapoor can be professional about it, then so can you.

“All right,” you say reluctantly. You are a little nervous about what Tyler will think of this new development, but, given his reaction to your revelation about the dildos, you have a hunch he will not mind too much. Or will he?

You are still wrestling with your decision as Doctor Kapoor, having deftly slipped a condom on his impressively erect cock, positions himself in front of your pussy and liberally lubes up the outside of the condom. At this point you are rather expecting him to give you a chance to change your mind ... but he does not. Instead, without ceremony, he grasps your hips with his hands, and slides his erection deep inside your vagina, making you gasp. Then he commences a steady, rhythmic thrusting.

You can feel the warmth of his cock through the thin layer of latex, but otherwise, the doctor was right – this does feel very much like the dildo-fucking he normally gives you. Except, of course, for the fact that usually your anus is being serviced at the same time. You miss that...

“Since my hands are free,” says the doctor, I might as well prepare your torso for the ultrasound.” He squirts a large quantity of gel on to your stomach, forming a mound about an inch in height, which he then begins smearing in every direction. His hands soon reach your breasts, which he coats with gel very thoroughly, kneading and caressing them while energetically fucking you with hard strokes.

This is a rather surreal experience ... but also an undeniably exciting one, and as your arousal grows steadily, you arch your back and start moaning with pleasure. Then suddenly, to your frustration, the doctor stops thrusting and pulls out. “In we go,” he says, sliding a speculum into your vagina. He ducks his head down and peers inside, very briefly. “No more worms in there,” he reports. “Now for your rectum.” Slowly, he pushes the latex-wrapped head of his cock against your anus. The tight muscle yields, then opens up, dilating around the doctor’s intruding penis.

As he begins fucking your rectum, Doctor Kapoor resumes smearing gel over your front. He works his way up your chest to your shoulders, then back down to your breasts, which he massages while increasing the pace of his thrusting. Then, suddenly, he groans, and his loins jerk spasmodically.

“Ugh – you came?” you ask him in dismay.

“I am only human,” the doctor confesses. “But of course, I only ejaculated into the condom – my semen is not inside you.” He pulls his cock out of your rectum, and quickly slides in the speculum. Peering inside, he says, “The worms in there look healthy.”

He withdraws the speculum, removes the condom from his penis, throws it away, and pulls his underwear and trousers back up. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, a little breathlessly. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you go straight to Tyler’s desk, and tell him what happened with Doctor Kapoor.

“He did what??” gasps Tyler.

“I know, I know!” you groan. “I’m sorry! But I was horny, and you were okay with the dildos, so I ... I... I’m sorry. I won’t let it happen again.”

“Well let’s not be hasty,” says Tyler. “The thing I’m curious about is ... do you fancy him?”

“God no!” you say, shocked. “He’s old! And gross!”

“So,” muses Tyler, “it sounds like you were really just using his cock like a dildo. And so was he. I’m not sure we need to get too worked up about this.”

“Really?” you say hopefully.

“Really,” says Tyler. “Don’t sweat it, Penny. In the absence of a dildo, I’d prefer him to warm you up with his cock, than not warm you up at all.”

“Thank you!” you say. “That’s such a relief to hear!”

“Don’t mention it,” says Tyler with a smile.

You return to your desk, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum and vagina, and you shiver with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Your tank top gets a few disapproving looks, but nobody says anything. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest.

“He obviously fancies you,” says Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table. “How about flashing your panties at him again?”

You chuckle. “Perhaps,” you say, “if the opportunity arises.”

The meal is nice enough, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. The thought of attending the meeting with your panties full of worms and visibly sagging beneath the hem of your skirt is both exciting and scary, but as long as you are the first into the meeting and the last out, you should be able to get away with it.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. The worms are wriggling against you, and inside you, very distractingly, but you manage to keep your face composed. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you try to listen, but it is not easy to pay attention. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism – albeit with flushed cheeks and a slightly breathless voice.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you manage to slip out of the building without anyone seeing you from the rear. You drive back to Chapel Street and get on with some work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I still have worms in my panties, you know.”

Tyler grins. “And you went to Mason Road like that? You’re so awesome!”

“Thanks,” you say with a giggle.

“So,” says Tyler, “are we eating in or out?”

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you try to listen, but it is not easy to pay attention while slimy roundworms are writhing against your pussy and in your vagina. When your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism – albeit with a slightly breathless voice.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I still have worms in my panties, you know.”

“Awesome!” says Tyler, with a grin. “So are we eating in or out?”

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy. You leave the worms in your panties though.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By ten o’clock your panties are practically overflowing, much to Tyler’s fascination.

Eventually – and a little reluctantly – you flush away the worms. You have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and nobody around you has any clue that your panties are full of squirming worms. Only when you get up to leave do you hear a couple of gasps from other diners.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, except for your panties, which Tyler asks you to leave on. As you lie down, he pulls your panties aside, extracts a few worms from your vagina, then slides his cock inside you. After you have both climaxed, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By ten o’clock your panties are practically overflowing, much to Tyler’s fascination.

Eventually – and a little reluctantly – you flush away the worms. You have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest.

“He obviously fancies you,” says Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table. “How about flashing your panties at him again?”

You chuckle. “When they’re full of worms?” you say. “I think we might get kicked out if he sees them.”

The meal is nice enough, and somehow you manage to get through it without anyone seeing your bulging panties. After you leave the restaurant, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, except for your panties, which Tyler asks you to leave on. As you lie down, he pulls your panties aside, extracts a few worms from your vagina, then slides his cock inside you. After you have both climaxed, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By ten o’clock your panties are practically overflowing, much to Tyler’s fascination.

Eventually – and a little reluctantly – you flush away the worms. You have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a microskirt and shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your panties, which he can see bulging beneath your skirt. “You should go to work like that,” he says.

You laugh, and say,

“Sorry Tyler – not today.”

“I was hoping you’d say that.”

“Awww,” says Tyler with a pout. “Well at least leave some worms in your vagina.”

“Sure,” you say, nodding.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and shake the worms in your panties into the toilet bowl. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head straight to Dieter’s office.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward the chair in the corner of the room, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the squirming worms in your vagina, and your horniness is making you feel rather naughty, so you sit down, facing him, with your knees...

twelve inches apart.

eighteen inches apart.

“Awesome!” says Tyler happily.

Once he is done in the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head to Dieter’s office.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward the chair in the corner of the room, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the worms squirming in your panties and vagina, and your horniness is making you feel naughty. Dieter now knows about your worm infestation, of course,

but you don’t want to rub it in his face, so you sit with your knees just a couple of inches apart.

so you sit with your knees eighteen inches apart.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt. “Nice panties!” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

“Any worms in there this morning?” he inquires.

“Not right now, no,” you reply.

“Good,” he says, nodding.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares at your panties. “That’s such a lovely view!” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

“No worms in there this morning, then?” he inquires.

“Not right now, no,” you reply.

“Good,” he says, nodding.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter smiles as he stares up your skirt. “Feeling a little shy today?” he inquires.

You blush. “Panties full of worms again,” you reply awkwardly. “Sorry...”

“Ah,” says Dieter, frowning a little. “Shame that it’s preventing you from sitting in a more ... relaxed manner, but I can understand why you’d be embarrassed to do so.”

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly up your skirt. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, and say hello to Ford and Justin. Dropping your bag by your chair, you switch on your computer, then head to the restroom, glancing around you furtively to make sure nobody sees you from behind. Locked in a stall, you empty out your panties, dumping the worms into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares at your panties. “That’s such a lovely view!” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

But then he peers at your panties a little more closely. “Ugh!” he says. “Worms in there again?”

“Sorry,” you say, feeling embarrassed. “Would you like me to close my legs?”

“No, it’s fine,” he says with a shrug.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, and say hello to Ford and Justin. Dropping your bag by your chair, you switch on your computer, then head to the restroom, glancing around you furtively to make sure nobody sees you from behind. Locked in a stall, you empty out your panties, dumping the worms into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Hi Tyler.”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You giggle as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your chest, then to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily down at your hemline. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you subtly ease your knees apart, to give Justin a better look at your panties.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he looks from your chest down to your panties. “I’ll never get tired of that sight,” he says.

“Glad you approve,” you say with a little giggle.

Tyler reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. “Will I see you at lunch?” he asks. “Or are you going to see your doctor today?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” you reply.

Tyler begins rubbing your pussy. “Maybe this will help you make your mind up,” he says with a grin.

The stroking does feel nice, and you ease your thighs a little further apart. As Tyler sensually massages your labia and clitoris, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

lift one foot up on his desk, and spread your thighs wide apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs..

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for getting carried away, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Anxiously, you turn towards Justin, who can see you from where he sits. To your alarm, he is staring at you in astonishment. But then he grins, and gives you a big thumbs-up.

“Okay, stop, stop!” you gasp, putting your leg down and pushing Tyler’s hand away. “You’ll get us fired!”

Tyler chuckles. “Sorry – I seem to lose my head a little when you’re around and looking so good.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You have been feeling horny all morning, and it excites you to think of your admirer looking at your panties. Turning your legs toward him, you slowly spread your knees apart, giving him a beautiful view up your skirt. His eyes widen, and he looks up at your face with a delighted expression. You wink at him, then...

close your legs again.

continue eating, leaving your knees wide apart.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Aroused at the thought that they can probably see your panties, you ease your thighs a little further apart, to give them a better view.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “I’m afraid our usual room is occupied again, but we’ll make do.” He leads you to a different room. “Take off your clothes, please,” he says, closing the door.

You nod, a little uncomfortably, then you strip yourself naked while Doctor Kapoor watches with a big grin on his face. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

“I’ll just lubricate your vagina and anus,” says Doctor Kapoor, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris; you know you should probably object to this, but you are eagerly anticipating your imminent fucking with the doctor’s dildos.

“I’ll just work some lubricant inside...” says the doctor, pushing two fingers inside your vagina. “Oh! You have some worms in there today, I see. I’ll just get them out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

“Once again I’m afraid I forgot to retrieve the sex toys from the other room,” he continues, apologetically, as he pulls his trousers down. “But never mind, I’ll just use my penis instead – with a condom on, of course.”

Thanks to Tyler’s approval, you do not object as the doctor slips on a condom, lubes it up, and slides it into your vagina. As he begins thrusting, he says, “I’ll just prepare your torso for the ultrasound.” He squirts a large quantity of gel on to your stomach, forming a mound about an inch in height, which he then begins smearing in every direction. His hands soon reach your breasts, which he coats with gel very thoroughly, kneading and caressing them while energetically fucking you with hard strokes.

After a full minute of this, it is obvious that he is simply fondling your breasts for his own entertainment. It occurs to you that perhaps it is helping him to maintain his erection, but you do not appreciate him gratifying himself at your expense like this. Clearing your throat, you say,

“I think my breasts have enough lube now, thanks.”

“Do you mind if I masturbate?”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your worm-infested vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

In the restroom, you empty out your panties into the toilet, and flush the worms away. Then you wash your hands, and head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Biting your lip nervously, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. But then you get an instant message from Tyler: “Wow Penny – you look so sexy with your worm-filled panties showing beneath your skirt!”

You shiver in excitement. In your aroused state, the notion that you have been walking around the office with your panties showing is quite thrilling.

“Thanks!” you message him back. “I think I’ll stay like this awhile.”

Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Sorry,” says Doctor Kapoor with a chuckle. “I’m so focused on what my penis is doing, my hands are on autopilot. Anyway, let’s take a look in your vagina.”

He pulls his cock out, and slides in a speculum. Bending down, he briefly glances inside you, then he pulls out the speculum and says, “No more worms in there. Now for your rectum.” Slowly, he pushes the latex-wrapped head of his cock against your anus. The tight muscle yields, then opens up, dilating around the doctor’s intruding penis.

As he begins fucking your rectum, Doctor Kapoor resumes smearing gel over your front. He works his way up your chest to your shoulders, then back down to your breasts, which he massages while increasing the pace of his thrusting. Then, suddenly, he groans, and his loins jerk spasmodically. “Oops, I seem to have ejaculated,” he says. “Sorry – it’s a natural result. At least I’m wearing a condom.”

“Ugh,” you mutter.

The doctor pulls his cock out of your rectum, and quickly slides in the speculum. Peering inside, he says, “The worms in there look healthy.”

He withdraws the speculum, removes the condom from his penis, throws it away, and pulls his underwear and trousers back up. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

“Go right ahead!” says Doctor Kapoor. “Perfectly natural and healthy.”

You reach down to your pussy, and begin to rapidly rub your clitoris while the doctor fucks you and plays with your breasts. Your arousal builds steadily over the next couple of minutes, only to then lose some momentum when he suddenly withdraws his cock and replaces it with a speculum. “No more worms in there,” he reports, after a brief glance inside you. “Now for your rectum.” Slowly, he pushes the latex-wrapped head of his cock against your anus. The tight muscle yields, then opens up, dilating around the doctor’s intruding penis.

As he begins fucking your rectum, Doctor Kapoor resumes smearing gel over your front. He works his way up your chest to your shoulders, then back down to your breasts, which he massages while increasing the pace of his thrusting. Your back arching, you start moaning loudly as you approach your orgasm. Then you shudder, your body wracked by a delicious climax as, with a groan, Doctor Kapoor jerks his hips a couple of times, pressing his cock deep inside you as he shoots his semen into the condom.

“Sorry,” he gasps. “Natural ... physiological ... response...”

“Don’t worry,” you reply breathlessly. “At least you’re wearing a condom.”

Doctor Kapoor pulls his cock out of your rectum, and quickly slides in the speculum. Peering inside, he says, “The worms in there look healthy.”

He withdraws the speculum, removes the condom from his penis, throws it away, and pulls his underwear and trousers back up. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, a little breathlessly. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum and vagina, and you shiver with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Your tank top gets a few disapproving looks, but nobody says anything. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest.

“He obviously fancies you,” says Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table. “How about flashing your panties at him again?”

You chuckle. “Perhaps,” you say, “if the opportunity arises.”

As it happens, the opportunity arises when Miguel, distracted by the way your tank top is clinging snugly to your breasts, accidentally knocks over your glass of wine. The wine spills across the tabletop, and pours over the edge on to your lap, where it is mostly caught by your napkin.

“Whoa!” you exclaim, jerking your knees apart and pushing your chair back. You lift your napkin off your lap and place it on the edge of the table, where it quickly soaks up the spilled wine.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel, picking up the napkin and beginning to mop up the wine. But then he pauses, looking down with wide eyes at your very visible panties.

“What?” you say, following his gaze downward. You close your legs with a little giggle. “Oops! Sorry.”

“No need to apologise,” mutters Miguel fervently.

After the meal, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. The thought of attending the meeting with your panties full of worms and visibly sagging beneath the hem of your skirt is both exciting and scary, but as long as you are the first into the meeting and the last out, you should be able to get away with it.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. The worms are wriggling against you, and inside you, very distractingly, but you manage to keep your face composed. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you try to listen, but it is not easy to pay attention. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism – albeit with flushed cheeks and a slightly breathless voice.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you manage to slip out of the building without anyone seeing you from the rear. You drive back to Chapel Street and get on with some work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I still have worms in my panties, you know.”

Tyler grins. “And you went to Mason Road like that? You’re so awesome!”

“Thanks,” you say with a giggle.

“So,” says Tyler, “are we eating in or out?”

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you try to listen, but it is not easy to pay attention while slimy roundworms are writhing against your pussy and in your vagina. When your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism – albeit with a slightly breathless voice.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I still have worms in my panties, you know.”

“Awesome!” says Tyler, with a grin. “So are we eating in or out?”

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy. You leave the worms in your panties though.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By ten o’clock your panties are practically overflowing, much to Tyler’s fascination.

Eventually – and a little reluctantly – you flush away the worms. You have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and nobody around you has any clue that your panties are full of squirming worms. Only when you get up to leave do you hear a couple of gasps from other diners.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, except for your panties, which Tyler asks you to leave on. As you lie down, he pulls your panties aside, extracts a few worms from your vagina, then slides his cock inside you. After you have both climaxed, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By ten o’clock your panties are practically overflowing, much to Tyler’s fascination.

Eventually – and a little reluctantly – you flush away the worms. You have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest.

“He obviously fancies you,” says Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table. “How about flashing your panties at him again?”

You chuckle. “When they’re full of worms?” you say. “I think we might get kicked out if he sees them.”

The meal is nice enough, and somehow you manage to get through it without anyone seeing your bulging panties. After you leave the restaurant, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, except for your panties, which Tyler asks you to leave on. As you lie down, he pulls your panties aside, extracts a few worms from your vagina, then slides his cock inside you. After you have both climaxed, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By ten o’clock your panties are practically overflowing, much to Tyler’s fascination.

Eventually – and a little reluctantly – you flush away the worms. You have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a microskirt and shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your panties, which he can see bulging beneath your skirt. “You should go to work like that,” he says.

You laugh, and say,

“Sorry Tyler – not today.”

“I was hoping you’d say that.”

“Awww,” says Tyler with a pout. “Well at least leave some worms in your vagina.”

“Sure,” you say, nodding.

You go through to the bathroom, pull your panties down, and shake the worms in your panties into the toilet bowl. You flush them away, and wash your hands.

Then, once Tyler has used the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head straight to Dieter’s office.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward the chair in the corner of the room, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the squirming worms in your vagina, and your horniness is making you feel rather naughty, so you sit down, facing him, with your knees...

twelve inches apart.

eighteen inches apart.

“Awesome!” says Tyler happily.

Once he is done in the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head to Dieter’s office.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward the chair in the corner of the room, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the worms squirming in your panties and vagina, and your horniness is making you feel naughty. Dieter now knows about your worm infestation, of course,

but you don’t want to rub it in his face, so you sit with your knees just a couple of inches apart.

so you sit with your knees eighteen inches apart.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares up your skirt. “Nice panties!” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

“Any worms in there this morning?” he inquires.

“Not right now, no,” you reply.

“Good,” he says, nodding.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares at your panties. “That’s such a lovely view!” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

“No worms in there this morning, then?” he inquires.

“Not right now, no,” you reply.

“Good,” he says, nodding.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, say hello to Ford and Justin, and sit down in front of your computer. When it has booted up, you pull up a chat session, and report your naughtiness to Tyler ... who is of course delighted.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter smiles as he stares up your skirt. “Feeling a little shy today?” he inquires.

You blush. “Panties full of worms again,” you reply awkwardly. “Sorry...”

“Ah,” says Dieter, frowning a little. “Shame that it’s preventing you from sitting in a more ... relaxed manner, but I can understand why you’d be embarrassed to do so.”

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly up your skirt. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, and say hello to Ford and Justin. Dropping your bag by your chair, you switch on your computer, then head to the restroom, glancing around you furtively to make sure nobody sees you from behind. Locked in a stall, you empty out your panties, dumping the worms into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter’s eyes widen in delight as he stares at your panties. “That’s such a lovely view!” he says.

You laugh. “Thank you,” you reply, blushing a little.

But then he peers at your panties a little more closely. “Ugh!” he says. “Worms in there again?”

“Sorry,” you say, feeling embarrassed. “Would you like me to close my legs?”

“No, it’s fine,” he says with a shrug.

You chat with Dieter for a few minutes, while he stares unabashedly at your panties. Then you leave his office, head to your desk, and say hello to Ford and Justin. Dropping your bag by your chair, you switch on your computer, then head to the restroom, glancing around you furtively to make sure nobody sees you from behind. Locked in a stall, you empty out your panties, dumping the worms into the toilet bowl. You pull up your panties, flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk. Opening up a chat session with Tyler, you report to him your naughtiness in Dieter’s office – much to Tyler’s delight.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet and walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you say “Hi Tyler.”

Tyler turns around, and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You giggle as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your chest, then to your legs.

“Hi Warren,” you reply as you take the box. “Thanks for these.”

“Have a good day!” he says.

“You too,” you reply.

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Good thanks!” you reply with a smile.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about six inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. He does not mention what he can see, but you figure he must be aware that you know what you are showing.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you approach Tyler’s desk, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually rubs your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you ease your thighs a little further apart. As he massages your labia and clitoris, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

lift one foot up on his desk, and spread your thighs wide apart.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, where you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station. Having bought your portobello panini, you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs..

Tyler grins, then shrugs. “Can’t blame me for getting carried away, though, when you’re looking so hot.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

As you spread your thighs wider, Tyler begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Anxiously, you turn towards Justin, who can see you from where he sits. To your alarm, he is staring at you in astonishment. But then he grins, and gives you a big thumbs-up.

“Okay, stop, stop!” you gasp, putting your leg down and pushing Tyler’s hand away. “You’ll get us fired!”

Tyler chuckles. “Sorry – I seem to lose my head a little when you’re around and looking so good.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, where you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You have been feeling horny all morning, and it excites you to think of your admirer looking at your panties. Turning your legs toward him, you slowly spread your knees apart, giving him a beautiful view up your skirt. His eyes widen, and he looks up at your face with a delighted expression. You wink at him, then...

close your legs again.

continue eating, leaving your knees wide apart.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool and gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Aroused at the thought that they can probably see your panties, you ease your thighs a little further apart, to give them a better view.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “I’m afraid our usual room is occupied again, but we’ll make do.” He leads you to a different room. “Take off your clothes, please,” he says, closing the door.

You nod, a little uncomfortably, then you strip yourself naked while Doctor Kapoor watches with a big grin on his face. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

“I’ll just lubricate your vagina and anus,” says Doctor Kapoor, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris; you know you should probably object to this, but you are eagerly anticipating your imminent fucking with the doctor’s dildos.

“I’ll just work some lubricant inside...” says the doctor, pushing two fingers inside your vagina. “Oh! You have some worms in there today, I see. I’ll just get them out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

“Once again I’m afraid I forgot to retrieve the sex toys from the other room,” he continues, apologetically, as he pulls his trousers down. “But never mind, I’ll just use my penis instead – with a condom on, of course.”

Thanks to Tyler’s approval, you do not object as the doctor slips on a condom, lubes it up, and slides it into your vagina. As he begins thrusting, he says, “I’ll just prepare your torso for the ultrasound.” He squirts a large quantity of gel on to your stomach, forming a mound about an inch in height, which he then begins smearing in every direction. His hands soon reach your breasts, which he coats with gel very thoroughly, kneading and caressing them while energetically fucking you with hard strokes.

After a full minute of this, it is obvious that he is simply fondling your breasts for his own entertainment. It occurs to you that perhaps it is helping him to maintain his erection, but you do not appreciate him gratifying himself at your expense like this. Clearing your throat, you say,

“I think my breasts have enough lube now, thanks.”

“Do you mind if I masturbate?”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your worm-infested vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then the two of you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After you have eaten, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you walk back to the office, where you sit down at your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

In the restroom, you empty out your panties into the toilet, and flush the worms away. Then you wash your hands, and head to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile happily at him, and he grins back at you.

With coffee in hand, you return to your desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Biting your lip nervously, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you.

In the kitchen, as always, you keep a wary eye on the door, ready to turn and face anyone who enters. But you are unprepared for the sudden influx of close to a dozen people from the sales department, who are apparently gathering to celebrate the twentieth anniversary of their longest-serving team member, Lea Wilcox. Pressing your back against a cupboard, you manage to smile amiably as Zach Chomsky fetches a cake from the fridge next to you.

You need to get out of here, quickly. But as more people enter the kitchen, you are not sure how to accomplish this.

Then Lea herself enters, and everyone claps. “Oh hush!” she says, flapping her hand. While all attention in the room is on her, you seize your opportunity and head for the doorway.

Alas! One of your worms has slithered between the skin of your left buttock and the elastic seam of your panties, and as you hurry across the room, it drops on to the floor.

“Hey Penny, you dropped something,” says Courtney Behr behind you. “Oh my God, what IS that?”

With a sinking feeling, you whirl around and look downward. Sure enough, a pale slimy worm is writhing helplessly on the floor. “Oh jeez – sorry,” you mutter, rushing forward and stooping to pick it up.

“Oh my goodness, Penny, your panties are...” begins Dale Wishart.

At this point you snap. “All right, yes!” you exclaim, standing up and turning around with the worm clutched in your hand. “My panties are full of worms! They came out of my ass, okay? Apparently I picked them up in Africa, and none of the medications I’ve taken to get rid of them have worked! I’m stuck with them, I guess...” You trail off, as the assembled customer service personnel all stare at you in astonishment.

In a sudden panic, you flee the kitchen with a little whimper, run to the restroom, and lock yourself in a stall. Pulling your panties down, you angrily fling handfuls of worms into the toilet bowl. “Stupid fucking worms!” you growl. You flush, wash your hands, and return to your desk.

You have a few instant messages. One is from Courtney: “I feel terrible! I didn’t mean to ‘out’ you like that. I’m so sorry!” Grateful for her apology, you reply, “No worries – I’m sure it would have come out soon enough anyway.”

Another is from Kent Lewisham, who used to be a colleague of yours before he switched departments: “Sorry to hear about your affliction, Penny. Sounds rough – hang in there!”

The other messages are also supportive, which makes you feel a lot better. You reply to each in turn, thanking them.

Then Justin rolls his chair around. “Is it true?” he asks. “What they’re saying about you?”

“Jeez!” you groan. “And who told you? Never mind – I don’t want to know. But yes, my intestines are full of parasitic worms, and yes, they sometimes come out at awkward moments. But I’d be obliged if you just ... don’t talk about it, okay?”

“Holy shit!” says Justin. “That sucks! I can’t even imagine. Well done for, you know, putting a brave face on it though.”

“Thanks,” you mutter.

Ford and Janine soon find out, too – they are shocked, but a little more sensitive about it than Justin.

Then Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Sorry,” says Doctor Kapoor with a chuckle. “I’m so focused on what my penis is doing, my hands are on autopilot. Anyway, let’s take a look in your vagina.”

He pulls his cock out, and slides in a speculum. Bending down, he briefly glances inside you, then he pulls out the speculum and says, “No more worms in there. Now for your rectum.” Slowly, he pushes the latex-wrapped head of his cock against your anus. The tight muscle yields, then opens up, dilating around the doctor’s intruding penis.

As he begins fucking your rectum, Doctor Kapoor resumes smearing gel over your front. He works his way up your chest to your shoulders, then back down to your breasts, which he massages while increasing the pace of his thrusting. Then, suddenly, he groans, and his loins jerk spasmodically. “Oops, I seem to have ejaculated,” he says. “Sorry – it’s a natural result. At least I’m wearing a condom.”

“Ugh,” you mutter.

The doctor pulls his cock out of your rectum, and quickly slides in the speculum. Peering inside, he says, “The worms in there look healthy.”

He withdraws the speculum, removes the condom from his penis, throws it away, and pulls his underwear and trousers back up. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

“Go right ahead!” says Doctor Kapoor. “Perfectly natural and healthy.”

You reach down to your pussy, and begin to rapidly rub your clitoris while the doctor fucks you and plays with your breasts. Your arousal builds steadily over the next couple of minutes, only to then lose some momentum when he suddenly withdraws his cock and replaces it with a speculum. “No more worms in there,” he reports, after a brief glance inside you. “Now for your rectum.” Slowly, he pushes the latex-wrapped head of his cock against your anus. The tight muscle yields, then opens up, dilating around the doctor’s intruding penis.

As he begins fucking your rectum, Doctor Kapoor resumes smearing gel over your front. He works his way up your chest to your shoulders, then back down to your breasts, which he massages while increasing the pace of his thrusting. Your back arching, you start moaning loudly as you approach your orgasm. Then you shudder, your body wracked by a delicious climax as, with a groan, Doctor Kapoor jerks his hips a couple of times, pressing his cock deep inside you as he shoots his semen into the condom.

“Sorry,” he gasps. “Natural ... physiological ... response...”

“Don’t worry,” you reply breathlessly. “At least you’re wearing a condom.”

Doctor Kapoor pulls his cock out of your rectum, and quickly slides in the speculum. Peering inside, he says, “The worms in there look healthy.”

He withdraws the speculum, removes the condom from his penis, throws it away, and pulls his underwear and trousers back up. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, a little breathlessly. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. You smile to yourself, and decide to let the worms stay in your panties while you continue working.

The worms roam all around inside your panties, and some of them soon find the opening of your vagina, and slither inside. Soon your vagina is seething with worms, which – along with the ones wriggling against your clitoris – keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are aware that your panties will probably be sagging into view beneath your microskirt as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

head to the restroom to dispose of the worms.

decide to take the risk, and go to the kitchen with the worms still in your panties.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum and vagina, and you shiver with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. Your tank top gets a few disapproving looks, but nobody says anything. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest.

“He can’t take his eyes off you!” remarks Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table.

Later, while Tyler is in the restroom, Miguel comes over to collect your empty plates. He is so busy staring at your chest, however, that he accidentally knocks over your glass of wine – again. At least, he acts like it is an accident ... but as the wine pours off the table and on to your lap, you suspect that he knew exactly what he was doing.

“Silly man!” you scold him, as you push your chair back with your knees apart, and catch the dripping wine with your napkin. Miguel takes the napkin from you and begins mopping up wine, while staring at your panties with a big grin.

Then Tyler returns, and Miguel hurries off with an apology and an assurance that he will get you some more wine.

“Another spillage?” inquires Tyler. “One might almost suspect he did that on purpose.”

“One might,” you agree, smiling as you pull your chair back under the table.

After the meal, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. The thought of attending the meeting with your panties full of worms and visibly sagging beneath the hem of your skirt is both exciting and scary, but as long as you are the first into the meeting and the last out, you should be able to get away with it.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. The worms are wriggling against you, and inside you, very distractingly, but you manage to keep your face composed. Finally Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you try to listen, but it is not easy to pay attention. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism – albeit with flushed cheeks and a slightly breathless voice.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you manage to slip out of the building without anyone seeing you from the rear. You drive back to Chapel Street and get on with some work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I still have worms in my panties, you know.”

Tyler grins. “And you went to Mason Road like that? You’re so awesome!”

“Thanks,” you say with a giggle.

“So,” says Tyler, “are we eating in or out?”

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you try to listen, but it is not easy to pay attention while slimy roundworms are writhing against your pussy and in your vagina. When your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism – albeit with a slightly breathless voice.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I still have worms in my panties, you know.”

“Awesome!” says Tyler, with a grin. “So are we eating in or out?”

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy. You leave the worms in your panties though.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By ten o’clock your panties are practically overflowing, much to Tyler’s fascination.

Eventually – and a little reluctantly – you flush away the worms. You have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and nobody around you has any clue that your panties are full of squirming worms. Only when you get up to leave do you hear a couple of gasps from other diners.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, except for your panties, which Tyler asks you to leave on. As you lie down, he pulls your panties aside, extracts a few worms from your vagina, then slides his cock inside you. After you have both climaxed, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By ten o’clock your panties are practically overflowing, much to Tyler’s fascination.

Eventually – and a little reluctantly – you flush away the worms. You have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest.

“He can’t take his eyes off you!” remarks Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table.

Later, while Tyler is in the restroom, Miguel comes over to collect your empty plates. He is so busy staring at your chest, however, that he accidentally knocks over your glass of wine – again. At least, he acts like it is an accident ... but as the wine pours off the table and on to your lap, you suspect that he knew exactly what he was doing.

“Silly man!” you scold him, as you push your chair back with your knees apart, and catch the dripping wine with your napkin. Miguel takes the napkin from you and begins mopping up wine, while staring at your panties with a big grin. Fortunately he does not notice that the material is gently undulating as a result of the movements of the worms inside.

Then Tyler returns, and Miguel hurries off with an apology and an assurance that he will get you some more wine.

“Another spillage?” inquires Tyler. “One might almost suspect he did that on purpose.”

“One might,” you agree, smiling as you pull your chair back under the table.

Somehow you manage to get through the entire meal without anyone seeing your bulging panties. After you leave the restaurant, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, except for your panties, which Tyler asks you to leave on. As you lie down, he pulls your panties aside, extracts a few worms from your vagina, then slides his cock inside you. After you have both climaxed, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By ten o’clock your panties are practically overflowing, much to Tyler’s fascination.

Eventually – and a little reluctantly – you flush away the worms. You have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your rectum, but you try to ignore them.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, sit down, and wait for the other attendees to gather. You get a few odd looks, and begin to wonder if the news of your incident in the kitchen has spread to this office. Then Ryan walks in, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, Ryan catches up with you in the corridor. “Sounds like your secret’s out,” he says. “Bad luck.”

“Yeah,” you say glumly. “Thanks.”

“Don’t let anybody give you any abuse over it,” he says. “Involve HR if you need to. This is a medical issue and people need to be sensitive to that.”

“Thanks Ryan,” you say gratefully. “That helps.”

You drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Definitely,” you say with a sigh. “Now that the whole company knows about my worm problem, I am very fucking ready to get out of here.”

“I’m sorry,” says Tyler sympathetically. “At least you don’t have to live in fear of discovery anymore. You don’t have to hide it. The burden of secret-keeping has been lifted.”

“I suppose,” you say with a shrug. You suspect the burden of having everyone know your secret will be worse than the burden of secret-keeping, but you appreciate Tyler’s attempt at being supportive.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Two minutes before the start of the meeting, you call the conference number. You hear mumbled speech on the other end, for a short while ... and then Ryan’s authoritative voice, announcing the start of the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively, trying to learn what you can. Then, when your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

At the end of the meeting, you hang up and get on with your work. Then, to your surprise, you receive an instant message from Ryan: “Heard what happened – sorry to hear your secret’s out. Don’t let anyone give you a hard time over it – talk to Dani if you need to. This company supports its employees and is sensitive to their medical issues.”

You text him back: “Thanks Ryan! That helps.”

At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Definitely,” you say with a sigh. “Now that the whole company knows about my worm problem, I am very fucking ready to get out of here.”

“I’m sorry,” says Tyler sympathetically. “At least you don’t have to live in fear of discovery anymore. You don’t have to hide it. The burden of secret-keeping has been lifted.”

“I suppose,” you say with a shrug. You suspect the burden of having everyone know your secret will be worse than the burden of secret-keeping, but you appreciate Tyler’s attempt at being supportive.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, you let Tyler in, and he cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties. Tyler, having got over his initial aversion, is now fascinated by the worms, and takes every opportunity to peek inside your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and a pretty waitress named May takes you to your table.

The meal is very nice, and afterwards, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest.

“He can’t take his eyes off you!” remarks Tyler, amused, after Miguel has left your table.

Later, while Tyler is in the restroom, Miguel comes over to collect your empty plates. He is so busy staring at your chest, however, that he accidentally knocks over your glass of wine – again. At least, he acts like it is an accident ... but as the wine pours off the table and on to your lap, you suspect that he knew exactly what he was doing.

“Silly man!” you scold him, as you push your chair back with your knees apart, and catch the dripping wine with your napkin. Miguel takes the napkin from you and begins mopping up wine, while staring at your panties with a big grin.

Then Tyler returns, and Miguel hurries off with an apology and an assurance that he will get you some more wine.

“Another spillage?” inquires Tyler. “One might almost suspect he did that on purpose.”

“One might,” you agree, smiling as you pull your chair back under the table.

After the meal, you and Tyler head back to your house. You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while worms periodically slip out of your anus into your panties.

Eventually you flush away the worms, have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the familiar sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a microskirt and shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your panties, which he can see bulging beneath your skirt. “You going to work like that today?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Well my secret’s out, so I suppose I don’t really have anything to lose.”

“Good girl,” says Tyler with a grin.

Once he is done in the bathroom, he trots downstairs while you do your hair and make-up, and brush your teeth. Heading downstairs, you find that Tyler has already put the coffee on, and is making pancakes. “Mmmm,” you say. “Thank you Tyler!”

After breakfast, the two of you head to work in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and head to Dieter’s office.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “Have a seat!” He gestures toward the chair in the corner of the room, and fixes his eyes eagerly on your legs.

“Good morning Dieter,” you say. You are still very horny as a result of the worms squirming in your panties and vagina, and your horniness is making you feel naughty. Dieter knows about your worm infestation,

but you don’t want to rub it in his face, so you sit with your knees just a couple of inches apart.

so you sit with your knees eighteen inches apart.

Dieter smirks as he stares up your skirt. “Panties full of worms again?” he inquires.

You nod. “Sorry...”

“Well,” says Dieter, “we need to talk about that. It seems that on at least two occasions now, your worms have been spotted in toilet bowls in the women’s restroom.”

“What?” you say in surprise. “Oh no!”

“Nobody understood where they had come from,” continues Dieter, “but after yesterday’s incident, of course, they’ve put two and two together. And frankly, a lot of people are concerned about worms climbing out of the bowl and crawling into ... well, you know.”

“I really don’t think that’s likely,” you say nervously.

“Easy for you to say,” says Dieter. “You’re already infested with them. But nobody else is, and they’d all like to keep it that way. So I’m afraid I’m going to have to prohibit you from dumping your worms out in the women’s toilets.”

Your jaw drops. “Where else am I supposed to dump them?” you demand.

“That’s your problem,” says Dieter with a shrug. “At home, somewhere off site at lunchtime ... whatever. Just not here at work.”

“And how are you planning to police this?” you inquire in disbelief. “Are you going to have someone follow me into the women’s restroom to make sure I don’t flush away my worms?”

“Hmm – that’s a good point,” says Dieter thoughtfully. “Perhaps you should report to my office not only first thing in the morning, but also before and after lunch, and before you leave at five o’clock.”

“What, so you can ... inspect my panties?” you ask incredulously. “Do you seriously think Dani is going to stand for that?”

“HR exists primarily to serve the interests of the company,” says Dieter sternly. “Which are most definitely not served by having one employee infecting others with parasitic worms! You can either consent to have your panties inspected several times a day ... or you can resign. It’s up to you.”

Stunned, you think about this for a few moments. Then you say,

“Fine – whatever – it’s not like I mind you looking at my panties, obviously.”

“Sorry, Dieter, but no – I’m not going to submit to a panty inspection multiple times a day. It’s degrading!”

Dieter grins as he stares at your panties. Then he peers more closely, and friend a little. “Panties full of worms again?” he inquires.

You nod. “Sorry...”

“Well,” says Dieter, “we need to talk about that. It seems that on at least two occasions now, your worms have been spotted in toilet bowls in the women’s restroom.”

“What?” you say in surprise. “Oh no!”

“Nobody understood where they had come from,” continues Dieter, “but after yesterday’s incident, of course, they’ve put two and two together. And frankly, a lot of people are concerned about worms climbing out of the bowl and crawling into ... well, you know.”

“I really don’t think that’s likely,” you say nervously.

“Easy for you to say,” says Dieter. “You’re already infested with them. But nobody else is, and they’d all like to keep it that way. So I’m afraid I’m going to have to prohibit you from dumping your worms out in the women’s toilets.”

Your jaw drops. “Where else am I supposed to dump them?” you demand, closing your legs.

“That’s your problem,” says Dieter with a shrug. “At home, somewhere off site at lunchtime ... whatever. Just not here at work.”

“And how are you planning to police this?” you inquire in disbelief. “Are you going to have someone follow me into the women’s restroom to make sure I don’t flush away my worms?”

“Hmm – that’s a good point,” says Dieter thoughtfully. “Perhaps you should report to my office not only first thing in the morning, but also before and after lunch, and before you leave at five o’clock.”

“What, so you can ... inspect my panties?” you ask incredulously. “Do you seriously think Dani is going to stand for that?”

“HR exists primarily to serve the interests of the company,” says Dieter sternly. “Which are most definitely not served by having one employee infecting others with parasitic worms! You can either consent to have your panties inspected several times a day ... or you can resign. It’s up to you.”

Stunned, you think about this for a few moments. Then you say,

“Fine – whatever – it’s not like I mind you looking at my panties, obviously.”

“Sorry, Dieter, but no – I’m not going to submit to a panty inspection multiple times a day. It’s degrading!”

“Excellent,” says Dieter, his eyes flashing with excitement. “Let’s start as we mean to continue, then. Stand up, and bend over my desk, please.”

Reluctantly, you get up from the chair, and bend over Dieter’s desk. He walks around behind you, takes hold of your skirt, and hoists it up around your waist. Then he grabs the waistband of your panties, and pulls it away from your skin. Peering inside, he says, “Ugh! Look at all those horrible worms. How disgusting!” He pulls your panties down a few inches, completely exposing your buttocks. “Gross,” he says. “It doesn’t bother you to have all those worms wriggling against your intimate parts?”

You unclench your teeth long enough to say, “I’ve had a long time to get used to it. Are you done?”

“Yes,” says Dieter casually, pulling your panties back up.

Feeling rather violated, you tug your skirt down. “I’ll have to start wearing longer skirts,” you tell him. “I can’t exactly wander around the office with my panties showing all day.”

“On the contrary!” says Dieter. “People deserve to know whether or not your panties are full of worms at any given moment, so they can give you a wide berth if necessary. So I must insist that you do not wear any skirts longer than this one.”

You shiver slightly at this. It is one thing to choose to show off your legs in tiny skirts; it is quite another to be required to do so by your boss. Tyler will no doubt be thrilled.

“Fine,” you say shortly, and you turn and march out of Dieter’s office. Heading to your desk, you walk past Janice’s desk, only to hear her gasp in astonishment.

“Penny!” she squeals. “You’ve...”

“I know,” you say with a sigh. “It’s worms. I’m not allowed to empty them out into the toilets here anymore, so you’ll be seeing my panties a lot from now on, I guess.”

Ford comes over. “Goodness!” he says. “Well, can’t you wear longer skirts?”

“Dieter won’t let me,” you reply. “He says people have a right to know if my panties are full of worms.”

“Can’t argue with that!” says Justin cheerfully. Then, seeing Janice glaring at him, he adds, “I just mean, it’s an unfortunate situation, but Dieter does have a point. People are understandably nervous about the possibility of getting infested themselves.”

“It still sucks for Penny, though!” says Janice. “Have some empathy!”

You smile at her. “Thanks Janice,” you say. “I’ll be okay.”

You go to your desk and sit down squishily, then you send an instant message to Tyler. “Dieter wants to inspect my panties for worms. And like four times a day!”

“What???” Tyler responds.

You explain Dieter’s reasoning, and Tyler’s outrage quickly diminishes. “Well, he’s clearly taking advantage,” he types back, “but I got to admit, the thought of him inspecting your panties is kinda hot.”

You roll your eyes. Of course Tyler would think this. With a sigh, you turn to your morning’s work. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Dieter shrugs. “So you’re resigning? What a shame. Very well – go and clean out your desk, and get out of here.”

“Just like that?” you say bitterly. “After all I’ve done for this company?”

“Your service has been adequately recognised in your paychecks and benefits,” says Dieter coldly. “Off you go now.”

Fighting back angry tears, you storm out of Dieter’s office and go to your desk, where you begin packing up your personal items.

“What’s up?” asks Justin. “Something wrong?”

“I’m leaving,” you reply. “For good.”

“What?” Ford jumps up, looking horrified. “You got fired?”

“More like, forced to resign,” you reply. “Someone found worms in the restroom, and...”

Tyler now appears. “What’s going on?” he asks.

You explain ... and Tyler’s reaction completely blindsides you. “You refused to let him inspect your panties?” he demands. “Why??”

“Because it’s demeaning!” you snap back. “It serves no practical purpose except to stigmatise me and my condition – and give Dieter a cheap thrill. Well, fuck him.”

Tyler glances around at your colleagues, then holds up his hands. “Of course,” he says. “Totally demeaning. So ... what now?”

“I’ll call Tina,” you reply. “Hopefully the job she offered me is still available.”

Tyler nods. “Okay – call me later, then?”

“Sure,” you say. You finish packing up your stuff, then you say your goodbyes, and leave the office for good.

In the car, you call Tina. She picks up almost immediately. “Penny!” she says. “How are you?”

“Unemployed,” you reply, “as of five minutes ago ... and hoping that your job offer is still open.”

“Oh yay!” says Tina excitedly. “Yes! It’s still open, and we could really use you. Can you come in for an informal interview this morning? Actually ... can you come right away? My best window today is between nine and ten – I’m pretty booked up after that.”

Going to a job interview like this is an exciting idea, but not very smart. “I’m a little underdressed for a job interview...” you say.

“Oh nonsense,” says Tina. “We’re fairly business-casual here. Your miniskirts won’t be a problem.”

“Well that’s just it,” you say. “They kinda got shorter after you left ... and there’s something else...”

“Oh?” says Tina. “Worms? Don’t tell me they haven’t cured you yet?”

“They haven’t,” you tell her. Then you make up your mind. “Look, I’ll come over, but I’ll need to use your restroom right away.”

“Sure, that’s fine,” says Tina. She gives you directions, and in less than fifteen minutes, you are pulling into a parking lot next to a large brick building bearing the names of several companies. You walk up to the door that says “Appsolutions”, and enter.

A bell rings, triggered by the opening of the door. A few heads turn your way – all young or young-ish men, as far as you can see. But then Tina appears, and she hurries across the room toward you, beaming.

“Penny!” she says. “Hi! Wow – I see what you mean about the skirt! And that top – oh my, what an outfit! You’ve seriously been going to work like this? Goodness – we’ll have to talk about that. But let’s get you to the restroom. It’s at the back, unfortunately...”

A good-looking man of about thirty, with blond hair and a deep tan, gets up from a desk in the corner and comes over. “Hi,” he says, his eyes dropping briefly to your chest before returning to your face. “I’m Curt Strachan – lead programmer.”

“Curt started this company,” explains Tina, “along with his business partner Joe Tanner, our president. They have joint ownership.”

“Cool!” you say, shaking Curt’s hand. “Nice to meet you, Curt.”

“Tina speaks very highly of you,” says Curt. “Come – meet the rest of the team.”

Concerned about your highly exposed, worm-filled panties, but realising you will have to walk past everyone in order to get to the restroom, you...

say, “Um, there’s something you should know...”

nervously tug the back of your skirt down as far as it will go.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find some on your chair, more on the floor, and a few that are dangling from the leg-holes of your panties. You tuck them all into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your chest, then to your legs. “How’s it going?”

You roll your eyes. “Not all that well. Apparently someone found my worms in the women’s restroom, so now I’m not allowed to use the toilets here to get rid of them.”

Warren’s brow furrows. “Then what are you supposed to do if ... you know...?”

“That’s the problem,” you say. “I’ll just have to carry them around with me all day.” You turn around to show him your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material. “That ... sucks. I’m sorry.”

You shrug. “It’s okay,” you tell him. “At this point I don’t really mind having worms in my panties. But with a skirt this short, I can’t exactly hide an accident, and it’s embarrassing to be walking around with my worm-filled panties showing.”

“You could always wear a longer skirt,” suggests Warren.

You shake your head. “My boss won’t let me,” you tell him. “He thinks people have a right to know when I’m ... uh ... ‘packing’.”

“That’s crazy,” he says, shaking his head as he hands over the box of bagels. “Well, I hope your day improves!”

“Thanks,” you reply. “Have a good day, Warren.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. Nobody responds, however, and when you glance over at Janine’s desk, you see she is not there.

“Jeez,” you mutter to yourself. “If you want something done...”

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find some on your chair, more on the floor, and a few that are dangling from the leg-holes of your panties. You tuck them all into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your chest, then to your legs. “How’s it going?”

You roll your eyes. “Not all that well. Apparently someone found my worms in the women’s restroom, so now I’m not allowed to use the toilets here to get rid of them.”

Warren’s brow furrows. “Then what are you supposed to do if ... you know...?”

“That’s the problem,” you say. “I’ll just have to carry them around with me all day.” You turn around to show him your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material. “That ... sucks. I’m sorry.”

You shrug. “It’s okay,” you tell him. “At this point I don’t really mind having worms in my panties. But with a skirt this short, I can’t exactly hide an accident, and it’s embarrassing to be walking around with my worm-filled panties showing.”

“You could always wear a longer skirt,” suggests Warren.

You shake your head. “My boss won’t let me,” you tell him. “He thinks people have a right to know when I’m ... uh ... ‘packing’.”

“That’s crazy,” he says, shaking his head. “Well, I hope your day improves!”

“Thanks,” you reply. “Have a good day, Warren.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

“Oh?” says Curt.

“I have a ... medical condition,” you confess, your cheeks turning very pink. “On a trip to Africa a few months ago I apparently ingested the eggs of a species of parasitic roundworm, which is now infesting my bowels.”

“Bummer!” says Curt, astonished.

“They reproduce incredibly quickly,” you continue, “and every few hours a whole bunch of them come slithering out of my butt. Which is why, right now, my panties are kind of full of worms.”

Curt turns to Tina, looking confused. “Am I being pranked?” he asks.

“No,” says Tina with a sigh. “She’s serious. I’m not sure why you felt you had to lead with that bit of information though, Penny.”

“Well I can’t get to the restroom without walking past everyone,” you reply, feeling horribly embarrassed. “You’ll all see my panties looking very full of ... something ... so I realised I had to be upfront about it. I’d have gone home to take care of the issue, but Tina wanted me to come straight here. I did tell you I needed to use the restroom right away, Tina...”

“Yes, but you didn’t mention you were wearing a microskirt!” says Tina in exasperation.

“Look, there’s no harm done,” says Curt soothingly. “You’ll find we’re a very liberal, non-judgmental lot, Penny. It sounds like you’ve got quite the cross to bear, and none of us is going to add to it. Now why don’t you take care of your ‘issue’ in the restroom, and then you can meet the rest of the team.”

“Thanks,” you say gratefully.

A lot of eyes follow you to the restroom, but nobody says anything. After you have got rid of your worms and emerged from the restroom, Curt and Tina introduce you to the staff, who are all very polite and give no indication of having stared in amazement at your panties – though you are sure they must all have done so.

Then you sit down with Curt and Tina for a more formal interview, at which you believe you make a good impression. Afterwards you return home, and do some household chores before making yourself a sandwich for lunch.

Midway through the afternoon, you receive a call from Tina. “You got the job,” she says.

“Already?” you inquire in surprise. “I wasn’t expecting such a quick decision!”

“It was largely a formality anyway,” says Tina. “Curt just wanted to meet you and make sure you were a good fit. Which you are.”

“Yay!” you say. “Um ... he wasn’t put off by the worm thing then?”

“I’ll tell you ... this is the kind of guy he is,” says Tina. “He didn’t even mention it. For Curt, it’s a non-issue. If it affects the job, then it’ll become one, but until then, he really doesn’t care about it.”

“Cool!” you say. “And ... the microskirt?”

“We don’t have a dress code,” says Tina. “If you want to wear a microskirt, go for it. It won’t be a problem unless, again, it starts affecting the job.”

“Awesome!” you say. “So when do I start?”

“Tomorrow, if you like,” says Tina.

“Wonderful!” you reply enthusiastically. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning!”

You hang up, then call Tyler to give him the good news. He congratulates you, but dolefully bemoans the fact that he will get to see less of you now. But he suggests going out for a celebratory meal, and you eagerly agree.

No sooner have you put on a nice sexy microdress, however, than your bowels contract, expelling a large tangled mass of worms into your panties. You briefly consider emptying them into the toilet, but when you check yourself out in the mirror, you note that your panties are only barely showing beneath the hem of the dress.

It is very pleasant, and rather exciting, to sit on a squirming mass of worms while dining at a nice French restaurant. Your vagina has not been worm-free since last night, of course, so you have been horny all day ... but the writhing of the worms inside and outside you during the meal almost brings you to orgasm.

Back at home afterwards, you and Tyler jump into bed and have wonderful sex. Later, after getting ready for bed, you flush away your worms. Then you climb into bed in a tank top and panties, and cuddle up next to Tyler. As you drift off to sleep, you smile to yourself. This has been quite a day; it has seen the end of one chapter of your erotic adventures with your parasitic worms. Tomorrow, a whole new chapter will begin...

THE END

Curt leads the way, and Tina follows behind you. But then she gasps. “Oh my God – Penny! You need to take care of that!”

Embarrassed, you whirl around. “I told you I needed to use the restroom first!” you exclaim.

Curt turns around to see what the fuss is about, then he says, “Whoa! What the...”

“I have a ... medical condition,” you confess, turning back towards him with very pink cheeks. “On a trip to Africa a few months ago I apparently ingested the eggs of a species of parasitic roundworm, which is now infesting my bowels.”

“Bummer!” says Curt, astonished.

“They reproduce incredibly quickly,” you continue, “and every few hours a whole bunch of them come slithering out of my butt. Which is why, right now, my panties are kind of full of worms.”

Curt turns to Tina, looking confused. “Did you know about this?” he asks.

“Yes,” says Tina with a sigh. “Although I wish you hadn’t come here with the evidence quite so openly displayed, Penny.”

“Well I didn’t have a chance to deal with them before coming here,” you reply, feeling horribly embarrassed. “I’m sorry – I was hoping to be able to use your restroom before turning my back on anyone. You didn’t tell me I’d have to walk past everyone in order to get there, Tina.”

“You didn’t mention you were wearing a microskirt!” says Tina in exasperation.

“Look, there’s no harm done,” says Curt soothingly. “You’ll find we’re a very liberal, non-judgmental lot, Penny. It sounds like you’ve got quite the cross to bear, and none of us is going to add to it. Now why don’t you take care of your ‘issue’ in the restroom, and then you can meet the rest of the team.”

“Thanks,” you say gratefully.

A lot of eyes follow you to the restroom, but nobody says anything. After you have got rid of your worms and emerged from the restroom, Curt and Tina introduce you to the staff, who are all very polite and give no indication of having stared in amazement at your panties – though you are sure they must all have done so.

Then you sit down with Curt and Tina for a more formal interview, at which you believe you make a good impression. Afterwards you return home, and do some household chores before making yourself a sandwich for lunch.

Midway through the afternoon, you receive a call from Tina. “You got the job,” she says.

“Already?” you inquire in surprise. “I wasn’t expecting such a quick decision!”

“It was largely a formality anyway,” says Tina. “Curt just wanted to meet you and make sure you were a good fit. Which you are.”

“Yay!” you say. “Um ... he wasn’t put off by the worm thing then?”

“I’ll tell you ... this is the kind of guy he is,” says Tina. “He didn’t even mention it. For Curt, it’s a non-issue. If it affects the job, then it’ll become one, but until then, he really doesn’t care about it.”

“Cool!” you say. “And ... the microskirt?”

“We don’t have a dress code,” says Tina. “If you want to wear a microskirt, go for it. It won’t be a problem unless, again, it starts affecting the job.”

“Awesome!” you say. “So when do I start?”

“Tomorrow, if you like,” says Tina.

“Wonderful!” you reply enthusiastically. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning!”

You hang up, then call Tyler to give him the good news. He congratulates you, but dolefully bemoans the fact that he will get to see less of you now. But he suggests going out for a celebratory meal, and you eagerly agree.

No sooner have you put on a nice sexy microdress, however, than your bowels contract, expelling a large tangled mass of worms into your panties. You briefly consider emptying them into the toilet, but when you check yourself out in the mirror, you note that your panties are only barely showing beneath the hem of the dress.

It is very pleasant, and rather exciting, to sit on a squirming mass of worms while dining at a nice French restaurant. Your vagina has not been worm-free since last night, of course, so you have been horny all day ... but the writhing of the worms inside and outside you during the meal almost brings you to orgasm.

Back at home afterwards, you and Tyler jump into bed and have wonderful sex. Later, after getting ready for bed, you flush away your worms. Then you climb into bed in a tank top and panties, and cuddle up next to Tyler. As you drift off to sleep, you smile to yourself. This has been quite a day; it has seen the end of one chapter of your erotic adventures with your parasitic worms. Tomorrow, a whole new chapter will begin...

THE END

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Just trying to get used to the idea of spending the day in worm-filled panties, and the fact that all my colleagues can see them.”

Ford shudders. “I don’t know how you can do it,” he says. “I’d be a nervous wreck.”

You shrug. “I’ll cope,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about six inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “I can’t believe you’re sitting there with your panties full of worms!” he says. “It’s kinda surreal.”

“It is,” you agree.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

After returning a bunch of escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he lifts up your skirt, pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your bulging panties. You are honked at a couple of times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting.

Once safely inside the café, you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll, hoping that nobody behind you is looking at your panties – or that if they are, they do not complain about you. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

After returning a bunch of escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he lifts up your skirt, pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties.

Once safely inside the eatery, you buy your portobello panini, then decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, sitting down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. You butter your roll, then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You have been feeling horny all morning, and it excites you to think of your admirer looking at your panties. Turning your legs toward him, you slowly spread your knees apart, giving him a beautiful view up your skirt. His eyes widen, and he looks up at your face with a delighted expression. You wink at him, then...

close your legs again.

continue eating, leaving your knees wide apart.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool, the worms in your panties pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks. You gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Aroused at the thought that they can probably see your panties, you ease your thighs a little further apart, to give them a better view.

After you have eaten, you get up carefully, and find that luckily no worms have escaped from your panties. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Then you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Concerned, you lift your bottom off the chair, wondering if your panties can handle the extra weight and volume of worms. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “I’m afraid our usual room is occupied again, but we’ll make do.” He leads you to a different room. “Take off your clothes, please,” he says, closing the door.

You nod, a little uncomfortably, then you strip yourself naked while Doctor Kapoor watches with a big grin on his face. “Goodness! Look at all those worms in your panties!” he says.

“I know,” you reply with a shrug. “They don’t bother me, and I’m not allowed to empty them out at work anymore.” You climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

“I’ll just lubricate your vagina and anus,” says Doctor Kapoor, squirting some lubricating gel on to his fingers. He rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris; you know you should probably object to this, but you are eagerly anticipating your imminent fucking with the doctor’s dildos.

“I’ll just work some lubricant inside...” says the doctor, pushing two fingers inside your vagina. “Aha – I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

“Once again I’m afraid I forgot to retrieve the sex toys from the other room,” he continues, apologetically, as he pulls his trousers down. “But never mind, I’ll just use my penis instead – with a condom on, of course.”

Thanks to Tyler’s approval, you do not object as the doctor slips on a condom, lubes it up, and slides it into your vagina. As he begins thrusting, he says, “I’ll just prepare your torso for the ultrasound.” He squirts a large quantity of gel on to your stomach, forming a mound about an inch in height, which he then begins smearing in every direction. His hands soon reach your breasts, which he coats with gel very thoroughly, kneading and caressing them while energetically fucking you with hard strokes.

After a full minute of this, it is obvious that he is simply fondling your breasts for his own entertainment. It occurs to you that perhaps it is helping him to maintain his erection, but you do not appreciate him gratifying himself at your expense like this. Clearing your throat, you say,

“I think my breasts have enough lube now, thanks.”

“Do you mind if I masturbate?”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties, grinding worms against your labia and clitoris. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your worm-infested vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then you retrieve a few fallen worms and put them back in your panties. The two of you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Concerned, you lift your bottom off the chair, wondering if your panties can handle the extra weight and volume of worms. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Then you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Concerned, you lift your bottom off the chair, wondering if your panties can handle the extra weight and volume of worms. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Concerned, you lift your bottom off the chair, wondering if your panties can handle the extra weight and volume of worms. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, and hike up the back of your skirt. “Just a bit.”

“Christ that’s a lot of worms!” he exclaims.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that a lot of worms have spilled out of your panties; some are still on the seat of your chair, while most are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties are starting to slip downwards, so you reach behind your back and press your hand against your skirt, trapping the waistband of your panties in place. In this manner, you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Sorry,” says Doctor Kapoor with a chuckle. “I’m so focused on what my penis is doing, my hands are on autopilot. Anyway, let’s take a look in your vagina.”

He pulls his cock out, and slides in a speculum. Bending down, he briefly glances inside you, then he pulls out the speculum and says, “No more worms in there. Now for your rectum.” Slowly, he pushes the latex-wrapped head of his cock against your anus. The tight muscle yields, then opens up, dilating around the doctor’s intruding penis.

As he begins fucking your rectum, Doctor Kapoor resumes smearing gel over your front. He works his way up your chest to your shoulders, then back down to your breasts, which he massages while increasing the pace of his thrusting. Then, suddenly, he groans, and his loins jerk spasmodically. “Oops, I seem to have ejaculated,” he says. “Sorry – it’s a natural result. At least I’m wearing a condom.”

“Ugh,” you mutter.

The doctor pulls his cock out of your rectum, and quickly slides in the speculum. Peering inside, he says, “The worms in there look healthy.”

He withdraws the speculum, removes the condom from his penis, throws it away, and pulls his underwear and trousers back up. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on the rest of your clothes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Concerned, you lift your bottom off the chair, wondering if your panties can handle the extra weight and volume of worms. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Go right ahead!” says Doctor Kapoor. “Perfectly natural and healthy.”

You reach down to your pussy, and begin to rapidly rub your clitoris while the doctor fucks you and plays with your breasts. Your arousal builds steadily over the next couple of minutes, only to then lose some momentum when he suddenly withdraws his cock and replaces it with a speculum. “No more worms in there,” he reports, after a brief glance inside you. “Now for your rectum.” Slowly, he pushes the latex-wrapped head of his cock against your anus. The tight muscle yields, then opens up, dilating around the doctor’s intruding penis.

As he begins fucking your rectum, Doctor Kapoor resumes smearing gel over your front. He works his way up your chest to your shoulders, then back down to your breasts, which he massages while increasing the pace of his thrusting. Your back arching, you start moaning loudly as you approach your orgasm. Then you shudder, your body wracked by a delicious climax as, with a groan, Doctor Kapoor jerks his hips a couple of times, pressing his cock deep inside you as he shoots his semen into the condom.

“Sorry,” he gasps. “Natural ... physiological ... response...”

“Don’t worry,” you reply breathlessly. “At least you’re wearing a condom.”

Doctor Kapoor pulls his cock out of your rectum, and quickly slides in the speculum. Peering inside, he says, “The worms in there look healthy.”

He withdraws the speculum, removes the condom from his penis, throws it away, and pulls his underwear and trousers back up. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, a little breathlessly. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on the rest of your clothes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Concerned, you lift your bottom off the chair, wondering if your panties can handle the extra weight and volume of worms. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, but find you are not the first there. Other attendees enter the room just after you, so there is no chance of hiding your bulging panties.

“Holy shit!” exclaims Saul Shermer, the transportation manager. “Is that all worms?”

“Yes,” you reply sheepishly.

Kisha, entering after Saul, gasps in dismay. “For heaven’s sake, Penny, go and throw them in the toilet!”

Then Ryan enters, with Dieter. “My goodness!” exclaims Ryan.

Dieter grins in delight. “No, stay right here, Penny,” he says. “You’re not allowed to use the toilets here either.”

“What’s this?” says Ryan sharply. “You’re forbidding Penny to use the restroom, Dieter?”

“Only for the disposing of worms,” replies Dieter coolly. “And that’s to protect other women from getting infected with them. You see, Penny’s worms don’t always stay flushed. They sometimes come back up – and that presents an unacceptable hazard. The last thing the company needs is a lawsuit filed by a female employee who innocently uses a company toilet, only to have a parasitic worm crawl into her...”

“I have to agree!” says Kisha with a shudder. “I certainly wouldn’t be comfortable using a toilet that Penny had used for ... that purpose. Frankly, I’m not sure how she’s still employed...”

Ryan frowns. “You would have us fire someone for a medical condition that does not impair her ability to do her job?”

Kisha grimaces uncomfortably. “No, of course not,” she says. “But look at her – flaunting it – as if she’s proud of it. It’s disgusting! Why doesn’t she at least cover it up with a longer skirt?”

“She is not allowed to,” says Dieter. “I have forbidden her from wearing skirts longer than that.”

“Forbidden?” echoes Ryan, aghast.

“With a longer skirt,” says Dieter, “nobody would know if she has worms in her panties or not. Don’t you think Penny’s co-workers have a right to know if there are parasitic worms in their vicinity?”

“Perhaps,” concedes Ryan, “but your solution to that problem is ridiculous. Permitting employees to wear microskirts is one thing; requiring them to is quite another! It’s a complete violation of her rights!”

“Would you rather she wear a sign around her neck?” asks Dieter politely. “Or carry a bell around with her to ring every few seconds while she has worms in her panties?”

“Obviously not!” says Ryan. “But...”

“Why don’t you ask Penny herself?” suggests Dieter. “See how she feels about it?”

Ryan hesitates, then turns to you. “All right – Penny, what do you think about Dieter’s rules?”

You blush, and answer honestly: “At this point I’m so used to having worms in my panties that I really don’t mind being required to keep them there all day. It really makes no difference to me. As for the skirts ... clearly I enjoy wearing microskirts, or I wouldn’t have started wearing them. I’m not shy, and if people can handle seeing my worm-filled panties, then I’m sure I can handle showing them.”

“There you go, Ryan,” says Dieter happily. “If Penny is okay with it, then where’s the issue?”

Ryan frowns at him. “Very well,” he says. “Penny, if you’re willing to display your panties like that, then go ahead. Unless anyone else objects? Kisha?”

Kisha shrugs. “I can’t help being grossed out by seeing Penny’s worm-infested panties,” she says, “but I suppose that serves a valuable purpose in keeping me well away from her.”

“All right then,” says Ryan. “Now, let’s get on with the meeting.”

Hardly believing your luck, you carefully sit down. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Your plan to avoid an uncomfortable situation at Mason Road is thwarted, unfortunately, by the sudden appearance of Dieter at the end of your aisle. “Penny, I’d like you to attend this afternoon’s meeting in person, please,” he says.

“But Dieter, I...” you begin, but it is too late – he is already gone. You curse, and then whimper at the thought of the ordeal you will now have to face.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, but you are too anxious to really enjoy the sensations.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, but find you are not the first there. Other attendees enter the room just after you, so there is no chance of hiding your bulging panties.

“Holy shit!” exclaims Saul Shermer, the transportation manager. “Is that all worms?”

“Yes,” you reply sheepishly.

Kisha, entering after Saul, gasps in dismay. “For heaven’s sake, Penny, go and throw them in the toilet!”

Then Ryan enters, with Dieter. “My goodness!” exclaims Ryan.

Dieter grins in delight. “No, stay right here, Penny,” he says. “You’re not allowed to use the toilets here either.”

“What’s this?” says Ryan sharply. “You’re forbidding Penny to use the restroom, Dieter?”

“Only for the disposing of worms,” replies Dieter coolly. “And that’s to protect other women from getting infected with them. You see, Penny’s worms don’t always stay flushed. They sometimes come back up – and that presents an unacceptable hazard. The last thing the company needs is a lawsuit filed by a female employee who innocently uses a company toilet, only to have a parasitic worm crawl into her...”

“I have to agree!” says Kisha with a shudder. “I certainly wouldn’t be comfortable using a toilet that Penny had used for ... that purpose. Frankly, I’m not sure how she’s still employed...”

Ryan frowns. “You would have us fire someone for a medical condition that doesn’t impair her ability to do her job?”

Kisha grimaces uncomfortably. “No, of course not,” she says. “But look at her – flaunting it – as if she’s proud of it. It’s disgusting! Why doesn’t she at least cover it up with a longer skirt?”

“She is not allowed to,” says Dieter. “I have forbidden her from wearing skirts longer than that.”

“Forbidden?” echoes Ryan, aghast.

“With a longer skirt,” says Dieter, “nobody would know if she has worms in her panties or not. Don’t you think Penny’s co-workers have a right to know if there are parasitic worms in their vicinity?”

“Perhaps,” concedes Ryan, “but your solution to that problem is ridiculous. Permitting employees to wear microskirts is one thing; requiring them to is quite another! It’s a complete violation of her rights!”

“Would you rather she wear a sign around her neck?” asks Dieter politely. “Or carry a bell around with her to ring every few seconds while she has worms in her panties?”

“Obviously not!” says Ryan. “But...”

“Why don’t you ask Penny herself?” suggests Dieter. “See how she feels about it?”

Ryan hesitates, then turns to you. “All right – Penny, what do you think about Dieter’s rules?”

You blush, and answer honestly: “At this point I’m so used to having worms in my panties that I really don’t mind being required to keep them there all day. It really makes no difference to me. As for the skirts ... clearly I enjoy wearing microskirts, or I wouldn’t have started wearing them. I’m not shy, and if people can handle seeing my worm-filled panties, then I’m sure I can handle showing them.”

“There you go, Ryan,” says Dieter happily. “If Penny is okay with it, then where’s the issue?”

Ryan frowns at him. “Very well,” he says. “Penny, if you’re willing to display your panties like that, then go ahead. Unless anyone else objects? Kisha?”

Kisha shrugs. “I can’t help being grossed out by seeing Penny’s worm-infested panties,” she says, “but I suppose that serves a valuable purpose in keeping me well away from her.”

“All right then,” says Ryan. “Now, let’s get on with the meeting.”

Hardly believing your luck, you carefully sit down. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Your panties have no chance of keeping them all contained, so you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler. Having learned a valuable lesson from today, you find and put on a pair of sturdy, capacious panties, along with a tank top. Then you brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, where May takes you to your table. Fortunately none of the other customers spots your bulging panties, and you are able to sit down on your huge mound of slimy, squishy worms unnoticed.

Getting up after the meal is trickier, but Tyler helps by giving you some cover while you pick up a bunch of escaped worms and put them back in your panties. Then the two of you leave, and head back to your house.

You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By now your panties have no chance of keeping all of the worms contained, and soon your sofa is swarming with them. Tyler amuses himself by draping them over your breasts and watching them slither across your torso.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler. Having learned a valuable lesson from today, you find and put on a pair of sturdy, capacious panties, along with a tank top. Then you brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest, thus completely failing to notice your hugely bulging panties. You settle down on to your large mass of slimy worms, and smile as they press and squirm against your pussy.

“He’s got such a thing for you,” chuckles Tyler, after Miguel has left your table.

Later, while Tyler is in the restroom, Miguel comes over to collect your empty plates. He is so busy staring at your chest, however, that he accidentally knocks over your glass of wine – again. At least, he acts like it is an accident ... but as the wine pours off the table and on to your lap, you suspect that he knew exactly what he was doing.

“Silly man!” you scold him, as you push your chair back with your knees apart, and catch the dripping wine with your napkin. Miguel takes the napkin from you and begins mopping up wine, while staring at your panties with a big grin. Then his smile fades, and his brow furrows as he leans in to peer more closely. But at that moment Tyler returns, and Miguel hurries off with an apology and an assurance that he will get you some more wine.

“Another spillage?” inquires Tyler, amused. “He’s so transparent!”

Getting up after the meal is tricky, but Tyler helps by giving you some cover while you pick up a bunch of escaped worms and put them back in your panties. Then the two of you leave, and head back to your house.

You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. By now your panties have no chance of keeping all of the worms contained, and soon your sofa is swarming with them. Tyler amuses himself by draping them over your breasts and watching them slither across your torso.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler. Having learned a valuable lesson from today, you find and put on a pair of sturdy, capacious panties, along with a tank top. Then you brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a microskirt and shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your panties, which he can see bulging beneath your skirt. “You going to work like that today?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Of course!”

“Awesome,” says Tyler happily.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls up your skirt and lowers your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He teases your buttocks apart, making you gasp. “All right – off you go,” he says, tugging your panties back up.

You pull your skirt down, leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “All right – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply with a wry smile.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your chest, then to your legs. “How’s it going?”

You shrug. “Fine, I guess. Panties full of worms, of course, but I’m quite used to that.” You turn around to show him your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material. “Looks like a lot of worms in there.”

“Yup,” you confirm, taking the box from him. “Anyway, have a good day, Warren.”

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Feeling rather squirmy, of course.”

Ford shudders. “There has to be a better way,” he says, shaking his head.

You shrug. “I’m fine, really,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about six inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “I still can’t believe you’re spending the day with your panties full of worms!” he says. “So surreal!”

“Yup,” you agree.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he lifts up your skirt, pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your bulging panties. You are honked at a couple of times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting.

Once safely inside the café, you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll, hoping that nobody behind you is looking at your panties – or that if they are, they do not complain about you. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he lifts up your skirt, pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties.

Once safely inside the eatery, you buy your portobello panini, then decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, sitting down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. You butter your roll, then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You have been feeling horny all morning, and it excites you to think of your admirer looking at your panties. Turning your legs toward him, you slowly spread your knees apart, giving him a beautiful view up your skirt. His eyes widen, and he looks up at your face with a delighted expression. You wink at him, then...

close your legs again.

continue eating, leaving your knees wide apart.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool, the worms in your panties pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks. You gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Aroused at the thought that they can probably see your panties, you ease your thighs a little further apart, to give them a better view.

After you have eaten, you get up carefully, and find that luckily no worms have escaped from your panties. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Then you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says. “We’re back in our original room today, you’ll be glad to know.”

“Oh!” you say as you follow him. “Does that mean we’re back to using dildos?”

“Unfortunately they have gone missing,” he says, closing the door. “Perhaps another patient took them home or something. Take off your clothes, please.”

Feeling rather disappointed about the dildos, you nod, and strip yourself naked while the doctor watches with a big grin on his face. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, he chuckles and nods approvingly. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris; you know you should probably object to this, but you are eagerly anticipating your imminent fucking.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, the doctor opens a drawer, then gasps in dismay. “No condoms!” he says.

“Uh-oh!” you reply, also dismayed.

He sighs. “I know it’s not ideal, but do you mind if I penetrate you without one?”

You are on the pill, but nevertheless, the thought of him fucking you without a condom is rather abhorrent. On the other hand, you are super-horny...

Making up your mind, you say,

“Sorry Doctor Kapoor, that would be just too weird.”

“Go ahead – just try not to come inside me, okay?”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties, grinding worms against your labia and clitoris. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your worm-infested vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then you retrieve a few fallen worms and put them back in your panties. The two of you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Then you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, and hike up the back of your skirt. “Just a bit.”

“Christ that’s a lot of worms!” he exclaims.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Of course, I understand,” says Doctor Kapoor, nodding, as he pulls his trousers back up. “This will be a little more uncomfortable than usual, though.”

You wince as he inserts a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Peering inside you, he says, “All clear.” Then he takes out the speculum, and slowly works it into your anus. This hurts even more, and you find yourself regretting your decision not to let him fuck you without a condom. “Plenty in there, of course,” he says, peering into your rectum. “All healthy-looking.” He removes the speculum. “Now let’s prepare your torso for the ultrasound.”

He squirts a large quantity of gel on to your stomach, forming a mound about an inch in height, which he then begins smearing in every direction. His hands soon reach your breasts, which he coats with gel very thoroughly, kneading and caressing them for an unnecessarily long time.

After a full minute of this, you clear your throat and say, “I think my breasts have enough lube now, thanks.”

“Sorry,” says Doctor Kapoor with a chuckle.

He fetches the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on the rest of your clothes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Doctor Kapoor grins. “Excellent,” he says. He thoroughly lubricates his erection, then he slides it into your vagina. As he begins thrusting, he says, “I’ll just prepare your torso for the ultrasound.” He squirts a large quantity of gel on to your stomach, forming a mound about an inch in height, which he then begins smearing in every direction. His hands soon reach your breasts, which he coats with gel very thoroughly, kneading and caressing them while energetically fucking you with hard strokes.

After a full minute of this, it is obvious that he is simply fondling your breasts for his own entertainment, but you are quite aroused at this point, and you are reluctant to spoil the mood by complaining. Besides, it feels quite nice.

You reach down to your pussy, and begin to rapidly rub your clitoris while the doctor fucks you and plays with your breasts. Your arousal builds steadily over the next couple of minutes, only to then lose some momentum when he suddenly withdraws his cock and replaces it with a speculum. “No more worms in there,” he reports, after a brief glance inside you. “Now for your rectum.” Slowly, he pushes the naked head of his cock against your anus. The tight muscle yields, then opens up, dilating around the doctor’s intruding penis.

As he begins fucking your rectum, Doctor Kapoor resumes smearing gel over your front. He works his way up your chest to your shoulders, then back down to your breasts, which he massages while increasing the pace of his thrusting. Your back arching, you start moaning loudly as you approach your orgasm. Then you shudder, your body wracked by a delicious climax as, with a groan, Doctor Kapoor jerks his hips a couple of times, pressing his cock deep inside you as he shoots his semen deep into your rectum.

“Sorry,” he gasps. “Natural ... physiological ... response...”

“Ugh,” you groan in disgust. “Really, Doctor Kapoor?”

Doctor Kapoor pulls his cock out of your rectum, and quickly slides in the speculum. Peering inside, he says, “The worms in there look healthy.”

He withdraws the speculum, and pulls his underwear and trousers back up. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, a little breathlessly. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on the rest of your clothes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and report to Tyler what happened with Doctor Kapoor. He is a little shocked, but he does not seem to mind too much.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, where May takes you to your table. Fortunately none of the other customers spots your bulging panties, and you are able to sit down on your huge mound of slimy, squishy worms unnoticed.

Getting up after the meal is trickier, but Tyler helps by giving you some cover while you pick up a bunch of escaped worms and put them back in your panties. Then the two of you leave, and head back to your house.

You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest, thus completely failing to notice your hugely bulging panties. You settle down on to your large mass of slimy worms, and smile as they press and squirm against your pussy.

“He’s got such a thing for you,” chuckles Tyler, after Miguel has left your table.

Later, while Tyler is in the restroom, Miguel comes over to collect your empty plates. He is so busy staring at your chest, however, that he accidentally knocks over your glass of wine – again. At least, he acts like it is an accident ... but as the wine pours off the table and on to your lap, you suspect that he knew exactly what he was doing.

“Silly man!” you scold him, as you push your chair back with your knees apart, and catch the dripping wine with your napkin. Miguel takes the napkin from you and begins mopping up wine, while staring at your panties with a big grin. Then his smile fades, and his brow furrows as he leans in to peer more closely. But at that moment Tyler returns, and Miguel hurries off with an apology and an assurance that he will get you some more wine.

“Another spillage?” inquires Tyler, amused. “He’s so transparent!”

Getting up after the meal is tricky, but Tyler helps by giving you some cover while you pick up a bunch of escaped worms and put them back in your panties. Then the two of you leave, and head back to your house.

You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a microskirt and shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your panties, which he can see bulging beneath your skirt. “You going to work like that today?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Of course!”

“Awesome,” says Tyler happily.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls up your skirt and lowers your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He teases your buttocks apart, making you gasp. “All right – off you go,” he says, tugging your panties back up.

You pull your skirt down, leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “All right – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply with a wry smile.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your chest, then to your legs. “How’s it going?”

You shrug. “Fine, I guess. Panties full of worms, of course, but I’m quite used to that.” You turn around to show him your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material. “Looks like a lot of worms in there.”

“Yup,” you confirm, taking the box from him. “Anyway, have a good day, Warren.”

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Feeling rather squirmy, of course.”

Ford shudders. “There has to be a better way,” he says, shaking his head.

You shrug. “I’m fine, really,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about six inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “I still can’t believe you’re spending the day with your panties full of worms!” he says. “So surreal!”

“Yup,” you agree.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he lifts up your skirt, pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your bulging panties. You are honked at a couple of times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting.

Once safely inside the café, you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll, hoping that nobody behind you is looking at your panties – or that if they are, they do not complain about you. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he lifts up your skirt, pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties.

Once safely inside the eatery, you buy your portobello panini, then decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, sitting down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. You butter your roll, then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You have been feeling horny all morning, and it excites you to think of your admirer looking at your panties. Turning your legs toward him, you slowly spread your knees apart, giving him a beautiful view up your skirt. His eyes widen, and he looks up at your face with a delighted expression. You wink at him, then...

close your legs again.

continue eating, leaving your knees wide apart.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool, the worms in your panties pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks. You gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Aroused at the thought that they can probably see your panties, you ease your thighs a little further apart, to give them a better view.

After you have eaten, you get up carefully, and find that luckily no worms have escaped from your panties. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Then you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room.

Once you are both inside, he closes the door and asks you to take off your clothes. You nod, and strip yourself naked while he watches with a big grin on his face. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, he chuckles and nods approvingly. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris; you know you should probably object to this, but you are eagerly anticipating your imminent fucking.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, the doctor opens a drawer, then tuts in annoyance. “Still no condoms!” he says. “I forgot to get some more in.”

“Bummer!” you reply, disappointed.

He sighs. “I know it’s not ideal, but do you mind if I penetrate you without one?”

You are on the pill, but nevertheless, the thought of him fucking you without a condom is rather abhorrent. On the other hand, you are super-horny...

Making up your mind, you say,

“Sorry Doctor Kapoor, that would be just too weird.”

“Go ahead – just try not to come inside me, okay?”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties, grinding worms against your labia and clitoris. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your worm-infested vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then you retrieve a few fallen worms and put them back in your panties. The two of you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Then you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, and hike up the back of your skirt. “Just a bit.”

“Christ that’s a lot of worms!” he exclaims.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Of course, I understand,” says Doctor Kapoor, nodding, as he pulls his trousers back up. “This will be a little more uncomfortable than usual, though.”

You wince as he inserts a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Peering inside you, he says, “All clear.” Then he takes out the speculum, and slowly works it into your anus. This hurts even more, and you find yourself regretting your decision not to let him fuck you without a condom. “Plenty in there, of course,” he says, peering into your rectum. “All healthy-looking.” He removes the speculum. “Now let’s prepare your torso for the ultrasound.”

He squirts a large quantity of gel on to your stomach, forming a mound about an inch in height, which he then begins smearing in every direction. His hands soon reach your breasts, which he coats with gel very thoroughly, kneading and caressing them for an unnecessarily long time.

After a full minute of this, you clear your throat and say, “I think my breasts have enough lube now, thanks.”

“Sorry,” says Doctor Kapoor with a chuckle.

He fetches the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, glad that the exam is over. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on the rest of your clothes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Doctor Kapoor grins. “Excellent,” he says. He thoroughly lubricates his erection, then he slides it into your vagina. As he begins thrusting, he says, “I’ll just prepare your torso for the ultrasound.” He squirts a large quantity of gel on to your stomach, forming a mound about an inch in height, which he then begins smearing in every direction. His hands soon reach your breasts, which he coats with gel very thoroughly, kneading and caressing them while energetically fucking you with hard strokes.

After a full minute of this, it is obvious that he is simply fondling your breasts for his own entertainment, but you are quite aroused at this point, and you are reluctant to spoil the mood by complaining. Besides, it feels quite nice.

You reach down to your pussy, and begin to rapidly rub your clitoris while the doctor fucks you and plays with your breasts. Your arousal builds steadily over the next couple of minutes, only to then lose some momentum when he suddenly withdraws his cock and replaces it with a speculum. “No more worms in there,” he reports, after a brief glance inside you. “Now for your rectum.” Slowly, he pushes the naked head of his cock against your anus. The tight muscle yields, then opens up, dilating around the doctor’s intruding penis.

As he begins fucking your rectum, Doctor Kapoor resumes smearing gel over your front. He works his way up your chest to your shoulders, then back down to your breasts, which he massages while increasing the pace of his thrusting. Your back arching, you start moaning loudly as you approach your orgasm. Then you shudder, your body wracked by a delicious climax as, with a groan, Doctor Kapoor jerks his hips a couple of times, pressing his cock deep inside you as he shoots his semen deep into your rectum.

“Sorry,” he gasps. “Natural ... physiological ... response...”

“Ugh,” you groan in disgust. “Really, Doctor Kapoor?”

Doctor Kapoor pulls his cock out of your rectum, and quickly slides in the speculum. Peering inside, he says, “The worms in there look healthy.”

He withdraws the speculum, and pulls his underwear and trousers back up. “Now for the ultrasound,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say, a little breathlessly. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on the rest of your clothes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and report to Tyler what happened with Doctor Kapoor. He is a little shocked, but he does not seem to mind too much.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, where May takes you to your table. Fortunately none of the other customers spots your bulging panties, and you are able to sit down on your huge mound of slimy, squishy worms unnoticed.

Getting up after the meal is trickier, but Tyler helps by giving you some cover while you pick up a bunch of escaped worms and put them back in your panties. Then the two of you leave, and head back to your house.

You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest, thus completely failing to notice your hugely bulging panties. You settle down on to your large mass of slimy worms, and smile as they press and squirm against your pussy.

“He’s got such a thing for you,” chuckles Tyler, after Miguel has left your table.

Later, while Tyler is in the restroom, Miguel comes over to collect your empty plates. He is so busy staring at your chest, however, that he accidentally knocks over your glass of wine – again. At least, he acts like it is an accident ... but as the wine pours off the table and on to your lap, you suspect that he knew exactly what he was doing.

“Silly man!” you scold him, as you push your chair back with your knees apart, and catch the dripping wine with your napkin. Miguel takes the napkin from you and begins mopping up wine, while staring at your panties with a big grin. Then his smile fades, and his brow furrows as he leans in to peer more closely. But at that moment Tyler returns, and Miguel hurries off with an apology and an assurance that he will get you some more wine.

“Another spillage?” inquires Tyler, amused. “He’s so transparent!”

Getting up after the meal is tricky, but Tyler helps by giving you some cover while you pick up a bunch of escaped worms and put them back in your panties. Then the two of you leave, and head back to your house.

You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a microskirt and shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your panties, which he can see bulging beneath your skirt. “You going to work like that today?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Of course!”

“Awesome,” says Tyler happily.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls up your skirt and lowers your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He teases your buttocks apart, making you gasp. “All right – off you go,” he says, tugging your panties back up.

You pull your skirt down, leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “All right – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply with a wry smile.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your chest, then to your legs. “How’s it going?”

You shrug. “Fine, I guess. Panties full of worms, of course, but I’m quite used to that.” You turn around to show him your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material. “Looks like a lot of worms in there.”

“Yup,” you confirm, taking the box from him. “Anyway, have a good day, Warren.”

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Feeling rather squirmy, of course.”

Ford shudders. “There has to be a better way,” he says, shaking his head.

You shrug. “I’m fine, really,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about six inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “I still can’t believe you’re spending the day with your panties full of worms!” he says. “So surreal!”

“Yup,” you agree.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he lifts up your skirt, pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your bulging panties. You are honked at a couple of times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting.

Once safely inside the café, you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll, hoping that nobody behind you is looking at your panties – or that if they are, they do not complain about you. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he lifts up your skirt, pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties.

Once safely inside the eatery, you buy your portobello panini, then decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, sitting down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. You butter your roll, then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You have been feeling horny all morning, and it excites you to think of your admirer looking at your panties. Turning your legs toward him, you slowly spread your knees apart, giving him a beautiful view up your skirt. His eyes widen, and he looks up at your face with a delighted expression. You wink at him, then...

close your legs again.

continue eating, leaving your knees wide apart.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool, the worms in your panties pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks. You gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Aroused at the thought that they can probably see your panties, you ease your thighs a little further apart, to give them a better view.

After you have eaten, you get up carefully, and find that luckily no worms have escaped from your panties. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Then you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room.

Once you are both inside, he closes the door and asks you to take off your clothes. You nod, and strip yourself naked while he watches with a big grin on his face. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, he chuckles and nods approvingly. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris; you know you should probably object to this, but you are eagerly anticipating your imminent fucking.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, the doctor slaps his forehead. “Still no condoms!” he says. “I forgot to get some more in.”

“Ugh,” you say, resigning yourself to another condomless fucking.

He sighs. “Sorry – I’ll try not to ejaculate inside you.”

“Thanks,” you say, rolling your eyes a little.

He lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you. Then he squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure.

Concerned he might be close to his climax, you...

gasp, “Don’t forget my butt, Doctor Kapoor!”

start masturbating, and hope that he is not planning to come in your vagina.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties, grinding worms against your labia and clitoris. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your worm-infested vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then you retrieve a few fallen worms and put them back in your panties. The two of you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Then you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, and hike up the back of your skirt. “Just a bit.”

“Christ that’s a lot of worms!” he exclaims.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Right ... yes,” he pants, pulling his cock out of your vagina and sliding it into your anus. There is little resistance; your anal sphincter does not seem to have much strength these days. For the next minute or so he fucks you with increasing speed, vigorously kneading your breasts with his hands while you rub your clitoris frantically, your own arousal building to its peak.

Doctor Kapoor climaxes only a few seconds before you do, pumping his semen into your worm-infested bowels as you arch your back and moan in ecstasy. Then he pulls out his cock, slides a speculum into your rectum, and opens it up. Peering inside, he says, “All fine in there”, then he withdraws the implement and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear.”

“You know, they don’t do me any harm,” you remark. “In fact, I quite enjoy having worms in there – it feels very nice when they wriggle around.”

“Oh!” says the doctor in surprise. “Well, would you like me to put some back in?”

“Sure,” you say with a little giggle.

He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on the rest of your clothes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You reach down to your pussy, and begin to rapidly rub your clitoris while the doctor fucks you and plays with your breasts. Your arousal builds steadily over the next couple of minutes, only to then lose some momentum when he suddenly groans and shudders, pressing his groin hard against yours.

“Ugh, Doctor Kapoor!” you exclaim in dismay.

“Sorry,” he says sheepishly. “I’m afraid I got a little carried away.”

“I’ll say!” you agree sternly.

He withdraws his cock and replaces it with a speculum. “No more worms in there,” he reports, after a brief glance inside you. “Now for your rectum. Oh, but I’m afraid my penis...” Sure enough, his cock is now wilting and drooping, and certainly not up to the job of lubricating the inside of your rectum.

“Never mind,” you say with a sigh. “I’m sure the worms in my ass are all healthy and normal.”

“I’ll get straight to the ultrasound then,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on the rest of your clothes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and report to Tyler what happened with Doctor Kapoor. He is a little shocked, but he does not seem to mind too much.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, where May takes you to your table. Fortunately none of the other customers spots your bulging panties, and you are able to sit down on your huge mound of slimy, squishy worms unnoticed.

Getting up after the meal is trickier, but Tyler helps by giving you some cover while you pick up a bunch of escaped worms and put them back in your panties. Then the two of you leave, and head back to your house.

You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest, thus completely failing to notice your hugely bulging panties. You settle down on to your large mass of slimy worms, and smile as they press and squirm against your pussy.

“He’s got such a thing for you,” chuckles Tyler, after Miguel has left your table.

Later, while Tyler is in the restroom, Miguel comes over to collect your empty plates. He is so busy staring at your chest, however, that he accidentally knocks over your glass of wine – again. At least, he acts like it is an accident ... but as the wine pours off the table and on to your lap, you suspect that he knew exactly what he was doing.

“Silly man!” you scold him, as you push your chair back with your knees apart, and catch the dripping wine with your napkin. Miguel takes the napkin from you and begins mopping up wine, while staring at your panties with a big grin. Then his smile fades, and his brow furrows as he leans in to peer more closely. But at that moment Tyler returns, and Miguel hurries off with an apology and an assurance that he will get you some more wine.

“Another spillage?” inquires Tyler, amused. “He’s so transparent!”

Getting up after the meal is tricky, but Tyler helps by giving you some cover while you pick up a bunch of escaped worms and put them back in your panties. Then the two of you leave, and head back to your house.

You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a microskirt and shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your panties, which he can see bulging beneath your skirt. “You going to work like that today?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Of course!”

“Awesome,” says Tyler happily.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls up your skirt and lowers your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He teases your buttocks apart, making you gasp. “All right – off you go,” he says, tugging your panties back up.

You pull your skirt down, leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “All right – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply with a wry smile.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes flicking down to your chest, then to your legs. “How’s it going?”

You shrug. “Fine, I guess. Panties full of worms, of course, but I’m quite used to that.” You turn around to show him your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material. “Looks like a lot of worms in there.”

“Yup,” you confirm, taking the box from him. “Anyway, have a good day, Warren.”

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Feeling rather squirmy, of course.”

Ford shudders. “There has to be a better way,” he says, shaking his head.

You shrug. “I’m fine, really,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about six inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “I still can’t believe you’re spending the day with your panties full of worms!” he says. “So surreal!”

“Yup,” you agree.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he lifts up your skirt, pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your bulging panties. You are honked at a couple of times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting.

Once safely inside the café, you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll, hoping that nobody behind you is looking at your panties – or that if they are, they do not complain about you. When the man behind the counter gives you your food, you decide to sit...

in a booth.

by the window.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he lifts up your skirt, pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties.

Once safely inside the eatery, you buy your portobello panini, then decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You tuck yourself away in a booth, sitting down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. You butter your roll, then eat it along with your soup. As you sip your soup, you notice the well-dressed middle-aged man sitting at his usual table. Once again he is watching your legs like a hawk.

You have been feeling horny all morning, and it excites you to think of your admirer looking at your panties. Turning your legs toward him, you slowly spread your knees apart, giving him a beautiful view up your skirt. His eyes widen, and he looks up at your face with a delighted expression. You wink at him, then...

close your legs again.

continue eating, leaving your knees wide apart.

You take your roll and soup over to the bar in front of the window, where you sit on a stool, the worms in your panties pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks. You gaze out over the lake, ignoring the pedestrians whose heads pass by just below your line of sight. As you butter your roll and then eat it along with your soup, however, your legs quickly attract attention from male passers-by, some of whom stop to stare in delight. Aroused at the thought that they can probably see your panties, you ease your thighs a little further apart, to give them a better view.

After you have eaten, you get up carefully, and find that luckily no worms have escaped from your panties. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Then you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room.

Once you are both inside, he closes the door and asks you to take off your clothes. You nod, and strip yourself naked while he watches with a big grin on his face. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, he chuckles and nods approvingly. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris; you know you should probably object to this, but you are eagerly anticipating your imminent fucking.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, the doctor slaps his forehead. “Still no condoms!” he says. “I forgot to get some more in.”

“Ugh,” you say, resigning yourself to another condomless fucking.

He sighs. “Sorry – I’ll try not to ejaculate inside you.”

“Thanks,” you say, rolling your eyes a little.

He lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you. Then he squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure.

Concerned he might be close to his climax, you...

gasp, “Don’t forget my butt, Doctor Kapoor!”

start masturbating, and hope that he is not planning to come in your vagina.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties, grinding worms against your labia and clitoris. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your worm-infested vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says. “Then again, it’s fun to be inappropriate sometimes.”

“It is,” you agree. “Being arrested, though – not so much.”

Tyler chuckles. “Fair point,” he says. “Still, it would be nice to do something a little wild and crazy today.”

“If it’s something we can get away with, sure,” you agree. “Any ideas?”

Tyler thinks for a moment, then he looks you up and down. “Your outfit hasn’t had an upgrade in a while,” he remarks.

You laugh. “I’m not sure they make skirts any shorter than this!” you say.

“They do,” says Tyler, “but actually I had something more radical in mind.”

“Oh?” you inquire, wary but curious.

“How about no skirt at all?” he suggests.

“Holy shit, Tyler!” you say.

He shrugs. “You walk around with your panties showing all day now anyway. Would it really make much of a difference?”

You chuckle. “It’s an amusing idea, but I’m not sure how I’d justify it. What reason would I give?”

Tyler thinks for a moment, then grins. “Fuck if I know,” he says. “It was just an idea.”

It is an interesting idea, though, you have to admit. You consider the matter thoughtfully, then you have an idea of your own. “What if I can make Dieter think it’s his idea?” you suggest.

“How would you do that?” asks Tyler.

You grin. “I’ll let you know, if it works,” you tell him.

Walking back to the office parking lot, you retrieve from your car a plastic bag, which you carefully load up with most of the worms from your panties, leaving just six or seven behind to wriggle against your buttocks and pussy.

Then you head inside, and report to Dieter’s office for your post-lunch inspection. As you walk over to his desk, he says in surprise, “You emptied your panties?”

“Not here in the office, I assure you,” you say. “But yes – my panties were starting to overflow so I used a public restroom.”

“Well okay then!” says Dieter. “I’ll still need to check your panties though, to confirm that you’re worm-free...”

“Oh, I’m not,” you say cheerfully. “A few more worms slipped out while I was on my way back to work. Fortunately they’re not making a big enough bulge to show beneath my skirt, which is a blessing at least.”

Dieter frowns. “That’s no good,” he says. “The point of you wearing a microskirt is so that you can’t hide when you have worms in your panties.”

“Oh but Dieter, I don’t have any skirts shorter than this,” you say, a little plaintively. “It’s only a handful of worms – can’t you let it slide just this once?”

Dieter smirks. “Sorry Penny,” he says, “but the skirt will have to come off.”

“Jeez Dieter,” you mutter, as you unzip your skirt. “I can’t believe you’re going to make me go around without a skirt.”

Dieter shrugs. “It’s not like everyone hasn’t seen your panties plenty of times by now,” he remarks.

“I suppose that’s true,” you acknowledge with a sigh. “It’ll still take some getting used to.”

If Dieter had not imagined this new rule being permanent, he was certainly imagining it now. “I’ll explain my reasoning to Ryan,” he says, absent-mindedly massaging his growing erection through his trousers. “I’m sure he’ll see the sense of it. I trust you will back me up – tell him you’ve agreed to come to work without a skirt from now on?”

You shrug. “Do I have a choice?”

“Not really,” says Dieter with a satisfied grin. “All right then – bend over and I’ll proceed with the inspection.”

After he has had his fix of leering at your naked buttocks, Dieter dismisses you, and you take your skirt out to your car. Leaving it on the passenger seat, you refill your panties with all of the worms in the plastic bag, and head back inside. Your colleagues are all astonished to see you without a skirt on, and Ford is quite outraged on your behalf, even when you explain Dieter’s reasoning to him. He is only slightly mollified by your assurance that you don’t really mind since your panties are usually on display anyway.

Sitting down at your desk, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Then you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

After nonchalantly reaching down to rub your left ankle, you sit up again with your knees apart and your thighs angled more towards the middle-aged man. You are careful not to meet his eye, and pretend not to be aware of what you are showing, but in your peripheral vision you see him sit up straighter in his seat and lean forward a little ... and you know he is looking at your panties. You steal a quick glance at him; sure enough, he is staring beneath your table with wide eyes and a delighted smile. You are tempted to chuckle, but you resist the urge; you do not want him to know you are flashing him on purpose.

After you have finished your lunch, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, and hike up the back of your skirt. “Just a bit.”

“Christ that’s a lot of worms!” he exclaims.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Right ... yes,” he pants, pulling his cock out of your vagina and sliding it into your anus. There is little resistance; your anal sphincter does not seem to have much strength these days. For the next minute or so he fucks you with increasing speed, vigorously kneading your breasts with his hands while you rub your clitoris frantically, your own arousal building to its peak.

Doctor Kapoor climaxes only a few seconds before you do, pumping his semen into your worm-infested bowels as you arch your back and moan in ecstasy. Then he pulls out his cock, slides a speculum into your rectum, and opens it up. Peering inside, he says, “All fine in there”, then he withdraws the implement and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply with a little giggle.

He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on the rest of your clothes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You reach down to your pussy, and begin to rapidly rub your clitoris while the doctor fucks you and plays with your breasts. Your arousal builds steadily over the next couple of minutes, only to then lose some momentum when he suddenly groans and shudders, pressing his groin hard against yours.

“Ugh, Doctor Kapoor!” you exclaim in dismay.

“Sorry,” he says sheepishly. “I’m afraid I got a little carried away.”

“I’ll say!” you agree sternly.

He withdraws his cock and replaces it with a speculum. “No more worms in there,” he reports, after a brief glance inside you. “Now for your rectum. Oh, but I’m afraid my penis...” Sure enough, his cock is now wilting and drooping, and certainly not up to the job of lubricating the inside of your rectum.

“Never mind,” you say with a sigh. “I’m sure the worms in my ass are all healthy and normal.”

“I’ll get straight to the ultrasound then,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on the rest of your clothes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and report to Tyler what happened with Doctor Kapoor. He is a little shocked, but he does not seem to mind too much.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, where May takes you to your table. Fortunately none of the other customers spots your bulging panties, and you are able to sit down on your huge mound of slimy, squishy worms unnoticed.

Getting up after the meal is trickier, but Tyler helps by giving you some cover while you pick up a bunch of escaped worms and put them back in your panties. Then the two of you leave, and head back to your house.

You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside, and Miguel takes you to your table. He is very attentive, and keeps glancing at your chest, thus completely failing to notice your hugely bulging panties. You settle down on to your large mass of slimy worms, and smile as they press and squirm against your pussy.

“He’s got such a thing for you,” chuckles Tyler, after Miguel has left your table.

Later, while Tyler is in the restroom, Miguel comes over to collect your empty plates. He is so busy staring at your chest, however, that he accidentally knocks over your glass of wine – again. At least, he acts like it is an accident ... but as the wine pours off the table and on to your lap, you suspect that he knew exactly what he was doing.

“Silly man!” you scold him, as you push your chair back with your knees apart, and catch the dripping wine with your napkin. Miguel takes the napkin from you and begins mopping up wine, while staring at your panties with a big grin. Then his smile fades, and his brow furrows as he leans in to peer more closely. But at that moment Tyler returns, and Miguel hurries off with an apology and an assurance that he will get you some more wine.

“Another spillage?” inquires Tyler, amused. “He’s so transparent!”

Getting up after the meal is tricky, but Tyler helps by giving you some cover while you pick up a bunch of escaped worms and put them back in your panties. Then the two of you leave, and head back to your house.

You disrobe each other quickly, and have sex, after which you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, to give him a better view of your bulging panties. “Just a bit.”

“Wow!” he says. “That’s awesome.”

You chuckle, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. It apparently reminds Dieter, too, because a moment later he sends you an instant message: “Please attend the meeting at Mason Road. We should get everyone used to seeing you without a skirt.”

With a sigh, you get to your feet, and return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where the other attendees stare in surprise at your fully exposed, bulging panties.

“You’re going without a skirt now?” asks Kisha in disbelief. “Ryan, you can’t possibly condone this!” Then, clearly fearing a scolding, she adds, “I’m not attacking Penny’s choices – I’m just concerned about how she’ll be perceived, and very curious about where you’re going to draw the line ... if indeed there is one anymore.”

“A fair question,” Ryan admits, “and I confess, Penny, that your exposed panties have been giving me pause. I do recognise the necessity for the company’s employees to project an image of professionalism, but I have to weigh that against our obligation to accommodate the needs of employees with medical conditions. And, as in this case, the needs of any colleagues who could potentially be affected by said conditions. I also remain steadfast in my belief that an employee’s attire need not affect job performance.”

“Quite so,” interrupts Dieter, “and the quality of Penny’s work is exemplary.”

“Thank you Dieter,” says Ryan. “I have also consulted with your father on this subject, and while he expressed some concerns about Penny going skirtless, he ultimately left it up to me. Now, I have just one question for you, Penny. Do you feel you have been pressured into this outfit change?”

“Not at all,” you reply. “I’m totally fine with it. I understand that people feel the need to know about any existential threats around them. No skirt means they can more easily see if I have worms in my panties, and they can steer clear of me if they feel the need. I’ve come to terms with that – I assure you I’m okay with this rule.”

“In that case,” says Ryan, “I consider the matter settled. Let’s get on with the meeting.”

You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “Where are we eating?”

Tyler grins. “I thought we might go to Paquita’s,” he says. “I can’t wait to see Miguel’s face when he sees your panties.”

You chuckle. “I assumed I’d be putting my skirt back on,” you say. “Sounds like you want me to leave it off?”

“Of course!” says Tyler. “Please?”

“All right,” you agree, “but don’t be surprised if Miguel kicks us out – he might be freaked out by all the worms.”

“If he does,” says Tyler, “then we’ll go to Bangkok Kitchen instead, and you can wear your skirt. Deal?”

“Deal,” you reply.

After a quick inspection in Dieter’s office, you leave the office and drive to the restaurant. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he finally notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “What ... what is that?” he exclaims in a horrified whisper.

“My panties are full of worms,” you tell him, blushing a little. “They keep coming out of my ass – an infestation I picked up in Africa. Don’t worry – I won’t let any of them escape here.”

Miguel looks torn. The restaurant is still mostly empty, and your table is now hiding your panties from any other customers that might arrive ... but getting out of here unnoticed might be difficult. “Just please try not to be seen by anyone,” he says anxiously.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and for once Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and loses control of a small dish of salsa. It bounces off your shoulder, and tumbles down your chest as you fumble to catch it.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you are the clumsiest waiter.”

“Better clean that off quickly, or it’ll stain,” remarks Tyler.

You look down at your chest, and see a reddish-orange smear, a couple of inches above where your left nipple makes a slight bump in the material. A small piece of tomato sits in the middle of the smear, which is accompanied by a few smaller spatters here and there.

“I’ll fetch a damp cloth,” says Miguel. “I’m so sorry.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with a dripping wet cloth. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses the cloth against the salsa smear.

You are surprised, and a little shocked, by Miguel’s boldness, but you figure that Tyler will get a kick out of this, so you lean back in your chair and allow the waiter to proceed. “Yes, please make sure you get it completely clean,” you tell him. “I wear this top for work, you know.”

Miguel wipes and wipes, pressing firmly to soak the material of your top. Periodically he unfolds and refolds the cloth to maintain a clean surface, and he actually does a good job; the smear quickly fades and disappears. Widening his cleaning area to encompass the other flecks of salsa, he is soon cupping your entire breast through the cloth as he wipes – and grinning as he does so.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel, what the hell?”

Miguel guiltily backs off. “Sorry, I was ... uh, cleaning...”

“Calm down, Babe, he was just getting the stain out,” you say.

“Taking advantage, more like!” says Tyler.

“He wasn’t!” you tell him. “He couldn’t help where the stain was.”

“Even so, I think we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at Miguel.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen.

You giggle. “I didn’t expect you to object!” you say, dabbing at the last vestiges of salsa on your top. By now the material is soaking wet and quite see-through, showcasing your breast very nicely.

Tyler grins. “Trust me, it’ll be more fun this way. We wouldn’t want him to think he has permission.”

“Okay,” you say with a smile.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his eyes widen in delight. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. It apparently reminds Dieter, too, because a moment later he sends you an instant message: “Please attend the meeting at Mason Road. We should get everyone used to seeing you without a skirt.”

With a sigh, you get to your feet, and return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where the other attendees stare in surprise at your fully exposed, bulging panties.

“You’re going without a skirt now?” asks Kisha in disbelief. “Ryan, you can’t possibly condone this!” Then, clearly fearing a scolding, she adds, “I’m not attacking Penny’s choices – I’m just concerned about how she’ll be perceived, and very curious about where you’re going to draw the line ... if indeed there is one anymore.”

“A fair question,” Ryan admits, “and I confess, Penny, that your exposed panties have been giving me pause. I do recognise the necessity for the company’s employees to project an image of professionalism, but I have to weigh that against our obligation to accommodate the needs of employees with medical conditions. And, as in this case, the needs of any colleagues who could potentially be affected by said conditions. I also remain steadfast in my belief that an employee’s attire need not affect job performance.”

“Quite so,” interrupts Dieter, “and the quality of Penny’s work is exemplary.”

“Thank you Dieter,” says Ryan. “I have also consulted with your father on this subject, and while he expressed some concerns about Penny going skirtless, he ultimately left it up to me. Now, I have just one question for you, Penny. Do you feel you have been pressured into this outfit change?”

“Not at all,” you reply. “I’m totally fine with it. I understand that people feel the need to know about any existential threats around them. No skirt means they can more easily see if I have worms in my panties, and they can steer clear of me if they feel the need. I’ve come to terms with that – I assure you I’m okay with this rule.”

“In that case,” says Ryan, “I consider the matter settled. Let’s get on with the meeting.”

You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “Where are we eating?”

Tyler grins. “I thought we might go to Paquita’s,” he says. “I can’t wait to see Miguel’s face when he sees your panties.”

You chuckle. “I assumed I’d be putting my skirt back on,” you say. “Sounds like you want me to leave it off?”

“Of course!” says Tyler. “Please?”

“All right,” you agree, “but don’t be surprised if Miguel kicks us out – he might be freaked out by all the worms.”

“If he does,” says Tyler, “then we’ll go to Bangkok Kitchen instead, and you can wear your skirt. Deal?”

“Deal,” you reply.

After a quick inspection in Dieter’s office, you leave the office and drive to the restaurant. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he finally notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “What ... what is that?” he exclaims in a horrified whisper.

“My panties are full of worms,” you tell him, blushing a little. “They keep coming out of my ass – an infestation I picked up in Africa. Don’t worry – I won’t let any of them escape here.”

Miguel looks torn. The restaurant is still mostly empty, and your table is now hiding your panties from any other customers that might arrive ... but getting out of here unnoticed might be difficult. “Just please try not to be seen by anyone,” he says anxiously.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and for once Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and loses control of a small dish of salsa. It bounces off your shoulder, and tumbles down your chest as you fumble to catch it.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you are the clumsiest waiter.”

“Better clean that off quickly, or it’ll stain,” remarks Tyler.

You look down at your chest, and see a reddish-orange smear, a couple of inches above where your left nipple makes a slight bump in the material. A small piece of tomato sits in the middle of the smear, which is accompanied by a few smaller spatters here and there.

“I’ll fetch a damp cloth,” says Miguel. “I’m so sorry.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with a dripping wet cloth. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses the cloth against the salsa smear.

You are surprised, and a little shocked, by Miguel’s boldness, but you figure that Tyler will get a kick out of this, so you lean back in your chair and allow the waiter to proceed. “Yes, please make sure you get it completely clean,” you tell him. “I wear this top for work, you know.”

Miguel wipes and wipes, pressing firmly to soak the material of your top. Periodically he unfolds and refolds the cloth to maintain a clean surface, and he actually does a good job; the smear quickly fades and disappears. Widening his cleaning area to encompass the other flecks of salsa, he is soon cupping your entire breast through the cloth as he wipes – and grinning as he does so.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel, what the hell?”

Miguel guiltily backs off. “Sorry, I was ... uh, cleaning...”

“Calm down, Babe, he was just getting the stain out,” you say.

“Taking advantage, more like!” says Tyler.

“He wasn’t!” you tell him. “He couldn’t help where the stain was.”

“Even so, I think we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at Miguel.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen.

You giggle. “I didn’t expect you to object!” you say, dabbing at the last vestiges of salsa on your top. By now the material is soaking wet and quite see-through, showcasing your breast very nicely.

Tyler grins. “Trust me, it’ll be more fun this way. We wouldn’t want him to think he has permission.”

“Okay,” you say with a smile.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He teases your buttocks apart, making you gasp. “All right – off you go,” he says, tugging your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “All right – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply with a wry smile.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Well, now that Dieter’s banned me from wearing skirts, I’m just trying to get used to everyone staring at my panties – which are full of worms, of course.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Feeling rather exposed, of course. And squirmy.”

Ford shudders. “I don’t know how you’re coping,” he says, shaking his head.

You shrug. “I’m fine, really,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about a foot apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “I still can’t believe you’re going around the office with no skirt and your panties full of worms!” he says. “So surreal, yet sexy!”

“Thanks,” you say with a smirk.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting.

Once safely inside the café, you order your usual minestrone soup with a bread roll, but it is not long before another customer objects to your state of undress. Explaining about the worms in your panties only makes things worse, and you are soon kicked out.

With a sigh, you begin to make your way towards The Sandwich Station, but then you hear a voice behind you. “Excuse me?”

You turn, and start in surprise – it is the middle-aged man from Souper Salads. “I just have to ask,” he says, “what’s in your panties?”

“Worms,” you tell him. “Hundreds of parasitic roundworms that I inadvertently picked up in Africa. They keep coming out of my ass.”

“But you seem to enjoy that, right?” he says. “And you like showing them off.”

You shrug, feeling a little uncomfortable. “Maybe,” you concede.

“Well, a girl’s got to eat,” he says. “Why don’t I buy your lunch? You can sneak into a booth and I’ll sit next to you, shielding you from prying eyes.”

You blink. “That’s very kind of you, uh...”

“Cole,” he says. “Cole Lansing.”

“Well Cole,” you say, “I’ll certainly bear your offer in mind. I don’t think we’ll get away with trying it today, though.”

He nods, and fishes in his pocket. “Well if in future you decide you want to eat here at lunchtime, just call or text me.” He hands you a business card. “I’ll buy your lunch while you sneak into the booth of your choice.”

“Thanks,” you tell him. “I’ll think about it.”

He smiles, nods, and departs, and you head to The Sandwich Station. Inside, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “Wow – I love that you’ve given up wearing skirts!”

“It did seem rather pointless,” you reply.

Once you are both inside, he closes the door and asks you to take off your clothes. You nod, and take off your tank top and shoes while he watches with a big grin on his face. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, he chuckles and nods approvingly. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, the doctor says, “I still don’t have any condoms, sorry.”

You sigh. “Never mind,” you say, resigning yourself to another condomless fucking.

“I’ll try not to ejaculate inside you,” he says.

He lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you. Then he squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure.

Concerned he might be close to his climax, you...

gasp, “Don’t forget my butt, Doctor Kapoor!”

start masturbating, and hope that he is not planning to come in your vagina.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties, grinding worms against your labia and clitoris. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your worm-infested vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then you retrieve a few fallen worms and put them back in your panties. The two of you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

“Christ that’s a lot of worms!” he exclaims.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Right ... yes,” he pants, pulling his cock out of your vagina and sliding it into your anus. There is little resistance; your anal sphincter does not seem to have much strength these days. For the next minute or so he fucks you with increasing speed, vigorously kneading your breasts with his hands while you rub your clitoris frantically, your own arousal building to its peak.

Doctor Kapoor climaxes only a few seconds before you do, pumping his semen into your worm-infested bowels as you arch your back and moan in ecstasy. Then he pulls out his cock, slides a speculum into your rectum, and opens it up. Peering inside, he says, “All fine in there”, then he withdraws the implement and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply with a little giggle.

He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You reach down to your pussy, and begin to rapidly rub your clitoris while the doctor fucks you and plays with your breasts. Your arousal builds steadily over the next couple of minutes, only to then lose some momentum when he suddenly groans and shudders, pressing his groin hard against yours.

“Ugh, Doctor Kapoor!” you exclaim in dismay.

“Sorry,” he says sheepishly. “I’m afraid I got a little carried away.”

“I’ll say!” you agree sternly.

He withdraws his cock and replaces it with a speculum. “No more worms in there,” he reports, after a brief glance inside you. “Now for your rectum. Oh, but I’m afraid my penis...” Sure enough, his cock is now wilting and drooping, and certainly not up to the job of lubricating the inside of your rectum.

“Never mind,” you say with a sigh. “I’m sure the worms in my ass are all healthy and normal.”

“I’ll get straight to the ultrasound then,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with a dripping wet cloth. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses the cloth against the largest patch of spilled salsa on your top.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast and squeezing it as he rubs it. Then he moves on to your right breast, giving it the same treatment.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you exclaim. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He teases your buttocks apart, making you gasp. “All right – off you go,” he says, tugging your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “All right – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply with a wry smile.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Well, now that Dieter’s banned me from wearing skirts, I’m just trying to get used to everyone staring at my panties – which are full of worms, of course.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Feeling rather exposed, of course. And squirmy.”

Ford shudders. “I don’t know how you’re coping,” he says, shaking his head.

You shrug. “I’m fine, really,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about a foot apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “I still can’t believe you’re going around the office with no skirt and your panties full of worms!” he says. “So surreal, yet sexy!”

“Thanks,” you say with a smirk.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “The girl with worms in her panties. I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh good!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he smiles as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, but then you feel his hand on your thigh. Apparently he feels that his generosity entitles him to a grope.

Smiling, you...

gently but firmly remove his hand.

ask him about himself.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Cole takes the hint, and does not try anything else for the rest of the meal. He is pleasant enough company, and you enjoy your conversation with him.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Well, I’m recently divorced,” says Cole, giving your thigh a gentle squeeze. “I own a business – buying, refurbishing, and reselling old houses.”

“Oh, that sounds cool,” you say. “What sort of profit do you make?”

Cole begins stroking your thigh. “Once you subtract all of our costs, the net profit is usually between twenty and forty percent,” he says.

“Wow – sounds like a lucrative enterprise!” you remark.

“It is,” replies Cole with a smile. As he continues to talk about his work, he gradually works his hand higher and higher up your leg, until his little finger is brushing against your panties. “But let’s talk about you,” he says. “Do you like having these worms in your panties?” He cups your pussy with his hand, gently pressing several worms against your labia.

You gently remove his hand. “Yes, I do,” you say with a chuckle. “But I should probably mention that I have a boyfriend.”

“Ah,” says Cole. “What a shame. And yet you allow strange men to buy you lunch and stroke your thigh?”

“He won’t mind,” you say with a shrug. “Just don’t get too carried away, and we’ll be fine.”

“Okay, I can live with that,” says Cole, sounding a little disappointed.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “Wow – I love that you’ve given up wearing skirts!”

“It did seem rather pointless,” you reply.

Once you are both inside, he closes the door and asks you to take off your clothes. You nod, and take off your tank top and shoes while he watches with a big grin on his face. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, he chuckles and nods approvingly. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, the doctor says, “I still don’t have any condoms, sorry.”

You sigh. “Never mind,” you say, resigning yourself to another condomless fucking.

“I’ll try not to ejaculate inside you,” he says.

He lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you. Then he squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure.

Concerned he might be close to his climax, you...

gasp, “Don’t forget my butt, Doctor Kapoor!”

start masturbating, and hope that he is not planning to come in your vagina.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. “Hey you,” you say with a smile.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips.

You happily respond, and the kiss lasts until you are obliged to come up for air. By this time Tyler’s hand is massaging your pussy through your panties, grinding worms against your labia and clitoris. You giggle, and spread your legs. Tyler grins as he looks down at your panties, then he resumes kissing you, while subtly pulling the gusset of your panties aside. You gasp in excitement as he strokes your pussy directly, and you moan as he gently slides one finger into your worm-infested vagina.

It feels lovely, but this is too public a place for a finger-fucking. You reluctantly push Tyler’s arm away, and his finger comes out of you. “Later!” you say breathlessly, “This isn’t the time or place.”

Tyler chuckles. “I suppose you’re right,” he says.

You make out with Tyler for a little while longer, then you retrieve a few fallen worms and put them back in your panties. The two of you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

“Christ that’s a lot of worms!” he exclaims.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Right ... yes,” he pants, pulling his cock out of your vagina and sliding it into your anus. There is little resistance; your anal sphincter does not seem to have much strength these days. For the next minute or so he fucks you with increasing speed, vigorously kneading your breasts with his hands while you rub your clitoris frantically, your own arousal building to its peak.

Doctor Kapoor climaxes only a few seconds before you do, pumping his semen into your worm-infested bowels as you arch your back and moan in ecstasy. Then he pulls out his cock, slides a speculum into your rectum, and opens it up. Peering inside, he says, “All fine in there”, then he withdraws the implement and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply with a little giggle.

He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You reach down to your pussy, and begin to rapidly rub your clitoris while the doctor fucks you and plays with your breasts. Your arousal builds steadily over the next couple of minutes, only to then lose some momentum when he suddenly groans and shudders, pressing his groin hard against yours.

“Ugh, Doctor Kapoor!” you exclaim in dismay.

“Sorry,” he says sheepishly. “I’m afraid I got a little carried away.”

“I’ll say!” you agree sternly.

He withdraws his cock and replaces it with a speculum. “No more worms in there,” he reports, after a brief glance inside you. “Now for your rectum. Oh, but I’m afraid my penis...” Sure enough, his cock is now wilting and drooping, and certainly not up to the job of lubricating the inside of your rectum.

“Never mind,” you say with a sigh. “I’m sure the worms in my ass are all healthy and normal.”

“I’ll get straight to the ultrasound then,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with a dripping wet cloth. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses the cloth against the largest patch of spilled salsa on your top.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast and squeezing it as he rubs it. Then he moves on to your right breast, giving it the same treatment.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you exclaim. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He teases your buttocks apart, making you gasp. “All right – off you go,” he says, tugging your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “All right – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply with a wry smile.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Feeling rather exposed, of course. And squirmy.”

Ford shudders. “I don’t know how you’re coping,” he says, shaking his head.

You shrug. “I’m fine, really,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about a foot apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “I still can’t believe you’re going around the office with no skirt and your panties full of worms!” he says. “So surreal, yet sexy!”

“Thanks,” you say with a smirk.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh good!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he smiles as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and you are not surprised when you feel his hand on your thigh. As the two of you converse, he strokes higher and higher, until he reaches your panties.

Smiling, you...

gently but firmly remove his hand.

ask him about his business.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to go to...

Souper Salads.

The Sandwich Station.

Cole takes the hint, and does not try anything else for the rest of the meal. He is pleasant enough company, and you enjoy your conversation with him.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Cole is more than happy to talk about his business, and while he talks, he starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. You part your thighs, enjoying the feeling of several slimy worms being pressed against your labia and clitoris.

You are getting very aroused, when suddenly Cole slips his hand inside the front of your panties. You giggle, and push his hand away. “Cole, don’t be naughty,” you say with a smile.

Cole grins, and nods. “Okay,” he says.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “I just love that you’ve given up wearing skirts!”

Once you are both inside, he closes the door and asks you to take off your clothes. You nod, and take off your tank top and shoes while he watches with a big grin on his face. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, he chuckles and nods approvingly. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, the doctor says, “Still no condoms, sorry – I’ll try not to ejaculate inside you.”

He lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you. Then he squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure.

Thinking he might be getting close to his climax, you...

gasp, “Don’t forget my butt, Doctor Kapoor!”

start masturbating.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler approaching along the walking path that runs along the water’s edge. To your surprise, he is not walking, but running ... and he is dressed for the occasion, with running shorts, running shoes, and nothing else.

“Hi there handsome!” you say to him. “Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend?”

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “Hi,” he says. He leans over and kisses you on the lips. “Well, you know how I’ve been a little concerned about the lack of exercise I’ve been getting lately. I finally decided I might as well make better use of the trails. And we’ve got that shower room at work – perfect for cooling down afterwards.”

“Well jeez,” you say. “Why did you keep it a secret? I’ve gained a few pounds lately – maybe I should start running too!”

“You should!” says Tyler. “Some company would be nice.”

“I do have running shoes...” you muse. “What would I do with my worms?”

“You can run with them in your panties,” Tyler suggests mischievously. “Heck, you do everything else with worms in your panties – why should running be any different?”

You chuckle. “I’ll be dropping worms all over the place,” you say. “Assuming my panties even stay up! And another thing ... unlike you, I can’t go topless – I’ll need some kind of top.”

“Hmm,” says Tyler. “Well, some kind of skimpy bra top would do, I should think.”

You smile. “I’ll stop by Walmart on the way back to work,” you say. “If any shop will let someone in looking like this, it’s Walmart.”

“I’d come with you,” says Tyler, “but I need to leave time for a shower.”

“No worries,” you say, getting to your feet. I’ll be sure to get something nice and skimpy.”

“That’s my girl,” says Tyler with a grin.

You walk back to the office car park, then you drive to Walmart. You only have a few minutes of your lunch break left, so you shop quickly, picking out three skimpy bra tops from the activewear section. Having paid for them, you drive back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Right ... yes,” he pants, pulling his cock out of your vagina and sliding it into your anus. There is little resistance; your anal sphincter does not seem to have much strength these days. For the next minute or so he fucks you with increasing speed, vigorously kneading your breasts with his hands while you rub your clitoris frantically, your own arousal building to its peak.

Doctor Kapoor climaxes only a few seconds before you do, pumping his semen into your worm-infested bowels as you arch your back and moan in ecstasy. Then he pulls out his cock, slides a speculum into your rectum, and opens it up. Peering inside, he says, “All fine in there”, then he withdraws the implement and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply with a little giggle.

He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You reach down to your pussy, and begin to rapidly rub your clitoris while the doctor fucks you and plays with your breasts. Your arousal builds steadily over the next couple of minutes, only to then lose some momentum when he suddenly groans and shudders, pressing his groin hard against yours.

“Ugh, Doctor Kapoor!” you exclaim in dismay.

“Sorry,” he says sheepishly. “I’m afraid I got a little carried away.”

“I’ll say!” you agree sternly.

He withdraws his cock and replaces it with a speculum. “No more worms in there,” he reports, after a brief glance inside you. “Now for your rectum. Oh, but I’m afraid my penis...” Sure enough, his cock is now wilting and drooping, and certainly not up to the job of lubricating the inside of your rectum.

“Never mind,” you say with a sigh. “I’m sure the worms in my ass are all healthy and normal.”

“I’ll get straight to the ultrasound then,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with a dripping wet cloth. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses the cloth against the largest patch of spilled salsa on your top.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast and squeezing it as he rubs it. Then he moves on to your right breast, giving it the same treatment.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you exclaim. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He teases your buttocks apart, making you gasp. “All right – off you go,” he says, tugging your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “All right – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply with a wry smile.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Feeling rather exposed, of course. And squirmy.”

Ford shudders. “I don’t know how you’re coping,” he says, shaking his head.

You shrug. “I’m fine, really,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about a foot apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “I still can’t believe you’re going around the office with no skirt and your panties full of worms!” he says. “So surreal, yet sexy!”

“Thanks,” you say with a smirk.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh good!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he smiles as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and you are not surprised when you feel his hand on your thigh. As the two of you converse, he strokes higher and higher, until he reaches your panties.

Smiling, you...

gently but firmly remove his hand.

ask him about his business.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Cole takes the hint, and does not try anything else for the rest of the meal. He is pleasant enough company, and you enjoy your conversation with him.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Cole is more than happy to talk about his business, and while he talks, he starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. You part your thighs, enjoying the feeling of several slimy worms being pressed against your labia and clitoris.

You are getting very aroused, when suddenly Cole slips his hand inside the front of your panties. You giggle, and push his hand away. “Cole, don’t be naughty,” you say with a smile.

Cole grins, and nods. “Okay,” he says.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “I just love that you’ve given up wearing skirts!”

Once you are both inside, he closes the door and asks you to take off your clothes. You nod, and take off your tank top and shoes while he watches with a big grin on his face. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, he chuckles and nods approvingly. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, the doctor says, “Still no condoms, sorry – I’ll try not to ejaculate inside you.”

He lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you. Then he squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure.

Thinking he might be getting close to his climax, you...

gasp, “Don’t forget my butt, Doctor Kapoor!”

start masturbating.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he says, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside, and as noon approaches, you pull one of your new bra tops out of your bag. You glance around to make sure nobody is looking, then you pull off your tank top, and put on the bra top. Then you change into your running shoes.

Getting up from your desk, you retrieve a few escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties. Then you report to Dieter’s office. “Going for a run?” he inquires as he pulls down your panties.

“Yes,” you reply, feeling very embarrassed and uncomfortable as he pulls your buttocks apart.

“Have fun,” he says, pulling your panties back up.

You head outside to meet Tyler, and the two of you set off running along the trail. Although Tyler slows down for you, you still struggle to keep up with him, and you are soon getting very hot and sweaty.

“Ugh,” you gasp, stopping after a mile or so. “Wish I could run topless like you!”

“So go ahead and take off your top,” pants Tyler, amused. “It’s actually legal in this state to be topless in public.”

“Yeah ... I’ve heard that,” you reply breathlessly. “But still ... not exactly socially acceptable!”

“And going around in public with your worm-filled panties showing is?” inquires Tyler with a smirk.

“Touché,” you say, chuckling. “Maybe next time. I don’t think I can run any more right now.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “Want to head back, then?”

“What about lunch?” you ask.

“The Sandwich Station is practically on our way back,” says Tyler. “We can grab something there.”

The two of you head back to work via The Sandwich Station, and then you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Right ... yes,” he pants, pulling his cock out of your vagina and sliding it into your anus. There is little resistance; your anal sphincter does not seem to have much strength these days. For the next minute or so he fucks you with increasing speed, vigorously kneading your breasts with his hands while you rub your clitoris frantically, your own arousal building to its peak.

Doctor Kapoor climaxes only a few seconds before you do, pumping his semen into your worm-infested bowels as you arch your back and moan in ecstasy. Then he pulls out his cock, slides a speculum into your rectum, and opens it up. Peering inside, he says, “All fine in there”, then he withdraws the implement and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply with a little giggle.

He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You reach down to your pussy, and begin to rapidly rub your clitoris while the doctor fucks you and plays with your breasts. Your arousal builds steadily over the next couple of minutes, only to then lose some momentum when he suddenly groans and shudders, pressing his groin hard against yours.

“Ugh, Doctor Kapoor!” you exclaim in dismay.

“Sorry,” he says sheepishly. “I’m afraid I got a little carried away.”

“I’ll say!” you agree sternly.

He withdraws his cock and replaces it with a speculum. “No more worms in there,” he reports, after a brief glance inside you. “Now for your rectum. Oh, but I’m afraid my penis...” Sure enough, his cock is now wilting and drooping, and certainly not up to the job of lubricating the inside of your rectum.

“Never mind,” you say with a sigh. “I’m sure the worms in my ass are all healthy and normal.”

“I’ll get straight to the ultrasound then,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with a dripping wet cloth. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses the cloth against the largest patch of spilled salsa on your top.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast and squeezing it as he rubs it. Then he moves on to your right breast, giving it the same treatment.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you exclaim. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He teases your buttocks apart, making you gasp. “All right – off you go,” he says, tugging your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “Ugh – oh my God – there’s a worm coming out of your vagina!”

“Probably going in, more likely,” you remark, your cheeks flushing crimson. “They tend to do that.”

“But that’s appalling!” cries Dieter. He grabs hold of the worm in question, and pulls on it until its front end slips out of you. “Do you have more inside you?”

“Probably,” you concede. In fact, you know perfectly well that your vagina is full of worms.

“Then we’d better get them out!” says Dieter, sinking two of his fingers inside you.

“Dieter!” you gasp. “Oh my God!”

“This is for your own good!” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps another worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he withdraws his fingers and says, “All right – you can go.”

“Uh ... thanks,” you reply, feeling rather shellshocked.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer, then message Tyler to let him know what Dieter just did.

Tyler’s reaction is predictable. “Whoa! So now your boss is fingering you??? That’s wild!”

You roll your eyes, and type, “I take it you approve...”

“Sorry,” Tyler responds, “but yeah...”

Shaking your head with a mixture of righteous indignation and amusement, you minimise the chat session and get to work, while some of the worms in your panties reinvade your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Feeling rather exposed, of course. And squirmy.”

Ford shudders. “I don’t know how you’re coping,” he says, shaking his head.

You shrug. “I’m fine, really,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about a foot apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “I still can’t believe you’re going around the office with no skirt and your panties full of worms!” he says. “So surreal, yet sexy!”

“Thanks,” you say with a smirk.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh good!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he smiles as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and you are not surprised when you feel his hand on your thigh. As the two of you converse, he strokes higher and higher, until he reaches your panties.

Smiling, you...

gently but firmly remove his hand.

ask him about his business.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Cole takes the hint, and does not try anything else for the rest of the meal. He is pleasant enough company, and you enjoy your conversation with him.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Cole is more than happy to talk about his business, and while he talks, he starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. You part your thighs, enjoying the feeling of several slimy worms being pressed against your labia and clitoris.

You are getting very aroused, when suddenly Cole slips his hand inside the front of your panties. You giggle, and push his hand away. “Cole, don’t be naughty,” you say with a smile.

Cole grins, and nods. “Okay,” he says.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “I just love that you’ve given up wearing skirts!”

Once you are both inside, he closes the door and asks you to take off your clothes. You nod, and take off your tank top and shoes while he watches with a big grin on his face. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, he chuckles and nods approvingly. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, the doctor says, “Still no condoms, sorry – I’ll try not to ejaculate inside you.”

He lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you. Then he squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure.

Thinking he might be getting close to his climax, you...

gasp, “Don’t forget my butt, Doctor Kapoor!”

start masturbating.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside, and as noon approaches, you pull one of your new bra tops out of your bag. You glance around to make sure nobody is looking, then you pull off your tank top, and put on the bra top. Then you change into your running shoes.

Getting up from your desk, you retrieve a few escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties. Then you report to Dieter’s office. “Going for a run?” he inquires as he pulls down your panties.

“Yes,” you reply, feeling very embarrassed and uncomfortable as he pulls your buttocks apart.

“Have fun,” he says, pulling your panties back up.

You head outside to meet Tyler, and the two of you walk to the start of the trail. “How about running topless?” Tyler suggests with a grin.

You chuckle, and say,

“Not today, Tyler.”

“Well ... okay then.”

“Awww,” says Tyler, a little disappointed.

The two of you set off running along the trail. You encounter a few other people enjoying the trail, and your panties get a few astonished looks, but you ignore them and focus on your running. Although Tyler slows down for you, you still struggle to keep up with him, and you are soon getting very hot and sweaty.

“Ugh,” you gasp, stopping after a mile or so. “Perhaps I should have gone topless after all!”

“It’s not too late,” pants Tyler, amused.

“Perhaps,” you reply breathlessly. “But I think I’m done for today.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “Want to head back, then?”

“Sure,” you agree.

The two of you head back to work via The Sandwich Station, and then you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Awesome!” says Tyler excitedly.

A little nervously, you pull your top up and over your head, and you clutch it in your hand as the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you cover your breasts each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

Tyler is keeping his pace slow for your benefit, but you still struggle to keep up with him. “Okay,” you gasp, stopping after a mile and a half. “I think I’m done for now.”

“Okay,” pants Tyler. “Good job. Want to head back?”

“Sure,” you agree, putting your top back on.

The two of you head back to work via The Sandwich Station, and then you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Right ... yes,” he pants, pulling his cock out of your vagina and sliding it into your anus. There is little resistance; your anal sphincter does not seem to have much strength these days. For the next minute or so he fucks you with increasing speed, vigorously kneading your breasts with his hands while you rub your clitoris frantically, your own arousal building to its peak.

Doctor Kapoor climaxes only a few seconds before you do, pumping his semen into your worm-infested bowels as you arch your back and moan in ecstasy. Then he pulls out his cock, slides a speculum into your rectum, and opens it up. Peering inside, he says, “All fine in there”, then he withdraws the implement and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply with a little giggle.

He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You reach down to your pussy, and begin to rapidly rub your clitoris while the doctor fucks you and plays with your breasts. Your arousal builds steadily over the next couple of minutes, only to then lose some momentum when he suddenly groans and shudders, pressing his groin hard against yours.

“Ugh, Doctor Kapoor!” you exclaim in dismay.

“Sorry,” he says sheepishly. “I’m afraid I got a little carried away.”

“I’ll say!” you agree sternly.

He withdraws his cock and replaces it with a speculum. “No more worms in there,” he reports, after a brief glance inside you. “Now for your rectum. Oh, but I’m afraid my penis...” Sure enough, his cock is now wilting and drooping, and certainly not up to the job of lubricating the inside of your rectum.

“Never mind,” you say with a sigh. “I’m sure the worms in my ass are all healthy and normal.”

“I’ll get straight to the ultrasound then,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squeeze their way into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating ‘inspection’, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with not one but two dripping wet cloths. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses both cloths against your chest, just above your breasts.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast with one cloth, and your right breast with the other. He begins to knead and squeeze them through the sodden material; you are not sure whether this is a particularly effective cleaning method, but Miguel seems very focused on his task.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you say reprovingly. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He pulls your buttocks apart, then he slides two fingers into your vagina, making you squeal. “I’m just getting some worms out,” he says.

You feel utterly mortified as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. At length he withdraws his fingers, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.” He tugs your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “I’ll just check your vagina...” He slides two of his fingers inside you, making you gasp.

“Yup, definitely a few worms in here,” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he withdraws his fingers and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply, feeling quite mortified.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Feeling rather exposed, of course. And squirmy.”

Ford shudders. “I don’t know how you’re coping,” he says, shaking his head.

You shrug. “I’m fine, really,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about a foot apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “Still rocking those worm-filled panties, I see!” he says. “That’s so hot ... hey, do you mind if I have a peek? I’m very curious to see what they look like.”

You gasp in surprise. “You want to take a look inside my panties?” you inquire, a little shocked at the brazenness of the request.

“Yes,” says Justin. “Please?”

You shiver nervously, and say,

“Jeez Justin – no.”

“Um, okay – just a quick look.”

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh good!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he smiles as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and you are not surprised when you feel his hand on your thigh. As the two of you converse, he strokes higher and higher, until he reaches your panties.

Smiling, you...

gently but firmly remove his hand.

ask him about his business.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Cole takes the hint, and does not try anything else for the rest of the meal. He is pleasant enough company, and you enjoy your conversation with him.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Cole is more than happy to talk about his business, and while he talks, he starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. You part your thighs, enjoying the feeling of several slimy worms being pressed against your labia and clitoris.

You are getting very aroused, when suddenly Cole slips his hand inside the front of your panties, cupping your pussy and easing his middle finger between your labia. You giggle, and pull his hand out. “Cole, don’t be naughty,” you say with a smile.

Cole grins, and nods. “Okay,” he says.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “You’re looking very sexy, as always!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Once you are both inside, he closes the door and asks you to take off your clothes. You nod, and take off your tank top and shoes while he watches with a big grin on his face. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, he chuckles and nods approvingly. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, the doctor says, “Still no condoms, sorry – I’ll try not to ejaculate inside you.”

He lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you. Then he squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure.

Thinking he might be getting close to his climax, you...

gasp, “Don’t forget my butt, Doctor Kapoor!”

start masturbating.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside, and as noon approaches, you pull one of your new bra tops out of your bag. You glance around to make sure nobody is looking, then you pull off your tank top, and put on the bra top. Then you change into your running shoes.

Getting up from your desk, you retrieve a few escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties. Then you report to Dieter’s office. “Going for a run?” he inquires as he pulls down your panties.

“Yes,” you reply, feeling very embarrassed and uncomfortable as he slides two fingers into your vagina. He then spends a couple of minutes pulling worms out.

“Have a nice run,” he says eventually, withdrawing his fingers and pulling your panties back up.

You head outside to meet Tyler, and the two of you walk to the start of the trail. “How about running topless?” Tyler suggests with a grin.

You chuckle, and say,

“Not today, Tyler.”

“Well ... okay then.”

“Awww,” says Tyler, a little disappointed.

The two of you set off running along the trail. You encounter a few other people enjoying the trail, and your panties get a few astonished looks, but you ignore them and focus on your running. Although Tyler slows down for you, you still struggle to keep up with him, and you are soon getting very hot and sweaty.

“Ugh,” you gasp, stopping after a mile or so. “Perhaps I should have gone topless after all!”

“It’s not too late,” pants Tyler, amused.

“Perhaps,” you reply breathlessly. “But I think I’m done for today.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “Want to head back, then?”

“Sure,” you agree.

The two of you head back to work via The Sandwich Station, and then you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Awesome!” says Tyler excitedly.

A little nervously, you pull your top up and over your head, and you clutch it in your hand as the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you cover your breasts each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

Tyler is keeping his pace slow for your benefit, but you still struggle to keep up with him. “Okay,” you gasp, stopping after a mile and a half. “I think I’m done for now.”

“Okay,” pants Tyler. “Good job. Want to head back?”

“Sure,” you agree, putting your top back on.

The two of you head back to work via The Sandwich Station, and then you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Right ... yes,” he pants, pulling his cock out of your vagina and sliding it into your anus. There is little resistance; your anal sphincter does not seem to have much strength these days. For the next minute or so he fucks you with increasing speed, vigorously kneading your breasts with his hands while you rub your clitoris frantically, your own arousal building to its peak.

Doctor Kapoor climaxes only a few seconds before you do, pumping his semen into your worm-infested bowels as you arch your back and moan in ecstasy. Then he pulls out his cock, slides a speculum into your rectum, and opens it up. Peering inside, he says, “All fine in there”, then he withdraws the implement and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply with a little giggle.

He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You reach down to your pussy, and begin to rapidly rub your clitoris while the doctor fucks you and plays with your breasts. Your arousal builds steadily over the next couple of minutes, only to then lose some momentum when he suddenly groans and shudders, pressing his groin hard against yours.

“Ugh, Doctor Kapoor!” you exclaim in dismay.

“Sorry,” he says sheepishly. “I’m afraid I got a little carried away.”

“I’ll say!” you agree sternly.

He withdraws his cock and replaces it with a speculum. “No more worms in there,” he reports, after a brief glance inside you. “Now for your rectum. Oh, but I’m afraid my penis...” Sure enough, his cock is now wilting and drooping, and certainly not up to the job of lubricating the inside of your rectum.

“Never mind,” you say with a sigh. “I’m sure the worms in my ass are all healthy and normal.”

“I’ll get straight to the ultrasound then,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with not one but two dripping wet cloths. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses both cloths against your chest, just above your breasts.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast with one cloth, and your right breast with the other. He begins to knead and squeeze them through the sodden material; you are not sure whether this is a particularly effective cleaning method, but Miguel seems very focused on his task.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you say reprovingly. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Okay, sorry,” says Justin, looking disappointed.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“Cool!” says Justin, scooting his chair towards you. He leans forward, eyes wide, as you pull open the front of your panties. At the sight of your pussy, surrounded by slimy, squirming worms, he gasps in amazement. “Whoa, that’s crazy!” he whispers. “And you don’t mind them being in there?”

You shrug. “I’ve had a lot of time to get used to them,” you say. “They don’t do me any harm, and they actually feel kinda ... nice...”

Justin laughs. “I bet they do,” he says, grinning.

“All right, show’s over,” you say, letting go of your panties so that the waistband snaps against your skin.

“Awww,” says Justin. “But thank you – that was very ... exciting!”

“You’re welcome,” you reply with a little smirk. In truth, it was rather exciting for you, too.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He pulls your buttocks apart, then he slides two fingers into your vagina, making you squeal. “I’m just getting some worms out,” he says.

You feel utterly mortified as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. At length he withdraws his fingers, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.” He tugs your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “I’ll just check your vagina...” He slides two of his fingers inside you, making you gasp.

“Yup, definitely a few worms in here,” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he withdraws his fingers and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply, feeling quite mortified.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Feeling rather exposed, of course. And squirmy.”

Ford shudders. “I don’t know how you’re coping,” he says, shaking his head.

You shrug. “I’m fine, really,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about a foot apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “Damn, you look hot...” he says. “Any chance you’ve changed your mind about letting me have a peek at those worms?”

You roll your eyes. “Not giving up, are you?” you remark. Then you add,

“Sorry, but the answer’s still no.”

“Go on, then – just a quick look.”

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh good!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he smiles as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and you are not surprised when you feel his hand on your thigh. As the two of you converse, he strokes higher and higher, until he reaches your panties.

Smiling, you...

gently but firmly remove his hand.

ask him about his business.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Cole takes the hint, and does not try anything else for the rest of the meal. He is pleasant enough company, and you enjoy your conversation with him.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Cole is more than happy to talk about his business, and while he talks, he starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. You part your thighs, enjoying the feeling of several slimy worms being pressed against your labia and clitoris.

You are getting very aroused, when suddenly Cole slips his hand inside the front of your panties, cupping your pussy and easing his middle finger between your labia. You giggle, and pull his hand out. “Cole, don’t be naughty,” you say with a smile.

Cole grins, and nods. “Okay,” he says.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “You’re looking very sexy, as always!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Once you are both inside, he closes the door and asks you to take off your clothes. You nod, and take off your tank top and shoes while he watches with a big grin on his face. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, he chuckles and nods approvingly. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, the doctor says, “Still no condoms, sorry – I’ll try not to ejaculate inside you.”

He lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you. Then he squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure.

Thinking he might be getting close to his climax, you...

gasp, “Don’t forget my butt, Doctor Kapoor!”

start masturbating.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside, and as noon approaches, you pull one of your new bra tops out of your bag. You glance around to make sure nobody is looking, then you pull off your tank top, and put on the bra top. Then you change into your running shoes.

Getting up from your desk, you retrieve a few escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties. Then you report to Dieter’s office. “Going for a run?” he inquires as he pulls down your panties.

“Yes,” you reply, feeling very embarrassed and uncomfortable as he slides two fingers into your vagina. He then spends a couple of minutes pulling worms out.

“Have a nice run,” he says eventually, withdrawing his fingers and pulling your panties back up.

You head outside to meet Tyler, and the two of you walk to the start of the trail. “How about running topless?” Tyler suggests with a grin.

You chuckle, and say,

“Not today, Tyler.”

“Well ... okay then.”

“Awww,” says Tyler, a little disappointed.

The two of you set off running along the trail. You encounter a few other people enjoying the trail, and your panties get a few astonished looks, but you ignore them and focus on your running. Although Tyler slows down for you, you still struggle to keep up with him, and you are soon getting very hot and sweaty.

“Ugh,” you gasp, stopping after a mile or so. “Perhaps I should have gone topless after all!”

“It’s not too late,” pants Tyler, amused.

“Perhaps,” you reply breathlessly. “But I think I’m done for today.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “Want to head back, then?”

“Sure,” you agree.

The two of you head back to work via The Sandwich Station, and then you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Awesome!” says Tyler excitedly.

A little nervously, you pull your top up and over your head, and you clutch it in your hand as the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you cover your breasts each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

Tyler is keeping his pace slow for your benefit, but you still struggle to keep up with him. “Okay,” you gasp, stopping after a mile and a half. “I think I’m done for now.”

“Okay,” pants Tyler. “Good job. Want to head back?”

“Sure,” you agree, putting your top back on.

The two of you head back to work via The Sandwich Station, and then you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Right ... yes,” he pants, pulling his cock out of your vagina and sliding it into your anus. There is little resistance; your anal sphincter does not seem to have much strength these days. For the next minute or so he fucks you with increasing speed, vigorously kneading your breasts with his hands while you rub your clitoris frantically, your own arousal building to its peak.

Doctor Kapoor climaxes only a few seconds before you do, pumping his semen into your worm-infested bowels as you arch your back and moan in ecstasy. Then he pulls out his cock, slides a speculum into your rectum, and opens it up. Peering inside, he says, “All fine in there”, then he withdraws the implement and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply with a little giggle.

He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You reach down to your pussy, and begin to rapidly rub your clitoris while the doctor fucks you and plays with your breasts. Your arousal builds steadily over the next couple of minutes, only to then lose some momentum when he suddenly groans and shudders, pressing his groin hard against yours.

“Ugh, Doctor Kapoor!” you exclaim in dismay.

“Sorry,” he says sheepishly. “I’m afraid I got a little carried away.”

“I’ll say!” you agree sternly.

He withdraws his cock and replaces it with a speculum. “No more worms in there,” he reports, after a brief glance inside you. “Now for your rectum. Oh, but I’m afraid my penis...” Sure enough, his cock is now wilting and drooping, and certainly not up to the job of lubricating the inside of your rectum.

“Never mind,” you say with a sigh. “I’m sure the worms in my ass are all healthy and normal.”

“I’ll get straight to the ultrasound then,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with not one but two dripping wet cloths. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses both cloths against your chest, just above your breasts.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast with one cloth, and your right breast with the other. He begins to knead and squeeze them through the sodden material; you are not sure whether this is a particularly effective cleaning method, but Miguel seems very focused on his task.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you say reprovingly. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Okay, sorry,” says Justin, looking disappointed.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“Cool!” says Justin, scooting his chair towards you. He leans forward, eyes wide, as you pull open the front of your panties. At the sight of your pussy, surrounded by slimy, squirming worms, he gasps in amazement. “Whoa, that’s crazy!” he whispers. “And you don’t mind them being in there?”

You shrug. “I’ve had a lot of time to get used to them,” you say. “They don’t do me any harm, and they actually feel kinda ... nice...”

Justin laughs. “I bet they do,” he says, grinning.

“All right, show’s over,” you say, letting go of your panties so that the waistband snaps against your skin.

“Awww,” says Justin. “But thank you – that was very ... exciting!”

“You’re welcome,” you reply with a little smirk. In truth, it was rather exciting for you, too.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He pulls your buttocks apart, then he slides two fingers into your vagina, making you squeal. “I’m just getting some worms out,” he says.

You feel utterly mortified as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. At length he withdraws his fingers, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.” He tugs your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “I’ll just check your vagina...” He slides two of his fingers inside you, making you gasp.

“Yup, definitely a few worms in here,” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he withdraws his fingers and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply, feeling quite mortified.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Feeling rather exposed, of course. And squirmy.”

Ford shudders. “I don’t know how you’re coping,” he says, shaking his head.

You shrug. “I’m fine, really,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about a foot apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “Damn, you look hot...” he says. “Do you think I could have another look at those worms?”

You chuckle, and say,

“Not today, Justin.”

“Oh, I suppose so.”

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh good!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he smiles as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and you are not surprised when you feel his hand on your thigh. As the two of you converse, he strokes higher and higher, until he reaches your panties.

Smiling, you...

gently but firmly remove his hand.

ask him about his business.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Cole takes the hint, and does not try anything else for the rest of the meal. He is pleasant enough company, and you enjoy your conversation with him.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Cole is more than happy to talk about his business, and while he talks, he starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. You part your thighs, enjoying the feeling of several slimy worms being pressed against your labia and clitoris.

You are getting very aroused, when suddenly Cole slips his hand inside the front of your panties, cupping your pussy and easing his middle finger between your labia. You giggle, and pull his hand out. “Cole, don’t be naughty,” you say with a smile.

Cole grins, and nods. “Okay,” he says.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “You’re looking very sexy, as always!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Once you are both inside, he closes the door and asks you to take off your clothes. You nod, and take off your tank top and shoes while he watches with a big grin on his face. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, he chuckles and nods approvingly. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, the doctor says, “Still no condoms, sorry – I’ll try not to ejaculate inside you.”

He lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you. Then he squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure.

Thinking he might be getting close to his climax, you...

gasp, “Don’t forget my butt, Doctor Kapoor!”

start masturbating.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside, and as noon approaches, you pull one of your new bra tops out of your bag. You glance around to make sure nobody is looking, then you pull off your tank top, and put on the bra top. Then you change into your running shoes.

Getting up from your desk, you retrieve a few escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties. Then you report to Dieter’s office. “Going for a run?” he inquires as he pulls down your panties.

“Yes,” you reply, feeling very embarrassed and uncomfortable as he slides two fingers into your vagina. He then spends a couple of minutes pulling worms out.

“Have a nice run,” he says eventually, withdrawing his fingers and pulling your panties back up.

You head outside to meet Tyler, and the two of you walk to the start of the trail. “How about running topless?” Tyler suggests with a grin.

You chuckle, and say,

“Not today, Tyler.”

“Sure.”

“Awww,” says Tyler, a little disappointed.

The two of you set off running along the trail. You encounter a few other people enjoying the trail, and your panties get a few astonished looks, but you ignore them and focus on your running. Although Tyler slows down for you, you still struggle to keep up with him, and you are soon getting very hot and sweaty.

“Ugh,” you gasp, stopping after a mile and a half. “Perhaps I should have gone topless after all!”

“It’s not too late,” pants Tyler, amused.

“Perhaps,” you reply breathlessly. “But I think I’m done for today.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “Want to head back, then?”

“Sure,” you agree.

The two of you head back to work via The Sandwich Station, and then you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Awesome!” says Tyler excitedly.

A little nervously, you pull your top up and over your head, and you clutch it in your hand as the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you cover your breasts each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

Tyler is keeping his pace slow for your benefit, but you still struggle to keep up with him. “Okay,” you gasp, stopping after nearly two miles. “I think I’m done for now.”

“Okay,” pants Tyler. “Good job. You know, another half mile would actually close the loop and take us back to work.”

“That’s cool,” you reply. “Maybe next time. We’d have to go back out for lunch though.”

“Unless we bought one of those microwave meals from the kitchen,” suggests Tyler.

“Hmm,” you say. “Not as nice as my panini, but I suppose it would do. Okay – sounds like a plan.”

“Good!” says Tyler. “Shall we head back?”

“Sure,” you agree, putting your top back on.

The two of you head back to work via The Sandwich Station, and then you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Right ... yes,” he pants, pulling his cock out of your vagina and sliding it into your anus. There is little resistance; your anal sphincter does not seem to have much strength these days. For the next minute or so he fucks you with increasing speed, vigorously kneading your breasts with his hands while you rub your clitoris frantically, your own arousal building to its peak.

Doctor Kapoor climaxes only a few seconds before you do, pumping his semen into your worm-infested bowels as you arch your back and moan in ecstasy. Then he pulls out his cock, slides a speculum into your rectum, and opens it up. Peering inside, he says, “All fine in there”, then he withdraws the implement and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply with a little giggle.

He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You reach down to your pussy, and begin to rapidly rub your clitoris while the doctor fucks you and plays with your breasts. Your arousal builds steadily over the next couple of minutes, only to then lose some momentum when he suddenly groans and shudders, pressing his groin hard against yours.

“Ugh, Doctor Kapoor!” you exclaim in dismay.

“Sorry,” he says sheepishly. “I’m afraid I got a little carried away.”

“I’ll say!” you agree sternly.

He withdraws his cock and replaces it with a speculum. “No more worms in there,” he reports, after a brief glance inside you. “Now for your rectum. Oh, but I’m afraid my penis...” Sure enough, his cock is now wilting and drooping, and certainly not up to the job of lubricating the inside of your rectum.

“Never mind,” you say with a sigh. “I’m sure the worms in my ass are all healthy and normal.”

“I’ll get straight to the ultrasound then,” he says, bringing over the ultrasound machine. He places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with not one but two dripping wet cloths. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses both cloths against your chest, just above your breasts.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast with one cloth, and your right breast with the other. He begins to knead and squeeze them through the sodden material; you are not sure whether this is a particularly effective cleaning method, but Miguel seems very focused on his task.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you say reprovingly. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Okay, sorry,” says Justin, looking disappointed.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“Cool!” says Justin, scooting his chair towards you. He leans forward, eyes wide, as you pull open the front of your panties. At the sight of your pussy, surrounded by slimy, squirming worms, he grins happily. “Amazing,” he says.

“All right, show’s over,” you say, letting go of your panties so that the waistband snaps against your skin.

“Awww,” says Justin. “But thank you!”

“You’re welcome,” you reply with a little smirk.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He pulls your buttocks apart, then he slides two fingers into your vagina, making you squeal. “I’m just getting some worms out,” he says.

You feel utterly mortified as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out for a few moments, then he withdraws them, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.” He tugs your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “I’ll just check your vagina...” He slides two of his fingers inside you, making you gasp.

“Yup, definitely a few worms in here,” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply, feeling quite mortified.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Feeling rather exposed, of course. And squirmy.”

Ford shudders. “I don’t know how you’re coping,” he says, shaking his head.

You shrug. “I’m fine, really,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say,

“Not today, Justin.”

“Oh, I suppose so.”

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh good!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he smiles as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and you are not surprised when you feel his hand on your thigh. As the two of you converse, he strokes higher and higher, until he reaches your panties.

As he cups your pussy through the thin material, you...

gently but firmly remove his hand.

ask him about his business.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Cole takes the hint, and does not try anything else for the rest of the meal. He is pleasant enough company, and you enjoy your conversation with him.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Cole is more than happy to talk about his business, and while he talks, he starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. You part your thighs, enjoying the feeling of several slimy worms being pressed against your labia and clitoris.

You are getting very aroused, when suddenly Cole slips his hand inside the front of your panties, cupping your pussy and easing his middle finger between your labia. You giggle, and pull his hand out. “Cole, don’t be naughty,” you say with a smile.

Cole grins, and nods. “Okay,” he says.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “You’re looking very sexy, as always!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are surprised to see another middle-aged Indian man – he looks like a younger, fatter, and uglier version of Doctor Kapoor. “This is my cousin Sandesh,” says the doctor. “Sandesh, this is Penny, the patient I was telling you about.”

“I’m very happy to meet you,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly at your panties.

“Nice to meet you too,” you say guardedly.

“Sandesh just moved here from Jaipur,” says Doctor Kapoor. “He’s living with me and my wife while he looks for a job. Today he’s here observing my patients.”

“Are you a doctor too?” you inquire.

“Oh my God, no,” says Sandesh, shaking his head. “I’m a sanitation worker.”

“Come on, Penny, out of those clothes,” says the doctor. “Let’s begin the exam.”

Wondering if Doctor Kapoor really intends to fuck you in front of his cousin, you...

say, “Um, I don’t think so, Doctor Kapoor! Not with your cousin watching.”

nervously take off your tank top and shoes.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside, and as noon approaches, you pull one of your new bra tops out of your bag. You glance around to make sure nobody is looking, then you pull off your tank top, and put on the bra top. Then you change into your running shoes.

Getting up from your desk, you retrieve a few escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties. Then you report to Dieter’s office. “Going for a run?” he inquires as he pulls down your panties.

“Yes,” you reply, feeling very embarrassed and uncomfortable as he slides two fingers into your vagina. He then spends a couple of minutes pulling worms out.

“Have a nice run,” he says eventually, withdrawing his fingers and pulling your panties back up.

You head outside to meet Tyler, and the two of you walk to the start of the trail.

“Feeling up to doing the whole 2.6 miles today?” inquires Tyler.

You nod, and remove your top. “Sure.” Since running the whole loop will bring you right back to this point, you drape your top over a low branch of a nearby sapling.

Tyler grins at your breasts. “Awesome,” he says.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns,

and you cover your breasts with your hands.

but you ignore them, and focus on your breathing.

It is a little awkward, running with your hands clasped to your breasts, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” says Tyler. “Shall we head inside?”

“Sure,” you agree, putting your top back on.

The two of you walk back into the office, and you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down. Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

It is a little embarrassing, running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” says Tyler. “Shall we head inside?”

“Sure,” you agree, putting your top back on.

The two of you walk back into the office, and you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down. Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay,” says the doctor, looking disappointed. “Sandesh, please could you wait outside.”

Sandesh, also looking disappointed, leaves the room. Relieved, you take off your tank top and shoes, while Doctor Kapoor watches with a big grin on his face. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, he chuckles and nods approvingly. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris.

Then he pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you.

While he casually thrusts his cock in and out of you, Doctor Kapoor squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure.

Your own arousal growing, you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sorry,” he says, still fondling your breasts. “I guess we’ll skip the rectal exam today.” He withdraws his penis, then he grabs a speculum and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply.

He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

As you disrobe, both men watch with big grins on their faces. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, Doctor Kapoor chuckles and nods approvingly, while Sandesh gapes in astonishment at the sight of the worms. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. “I’m preparing the patient for penetration,” he says, as Sandesh peers closely at your pussy.

Then the doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you. “Oh my God!” exclaims Sandesh, his eyes nearly popping out of his head.

While he casually thrusts his cock in and out of you, Doctor Kapoor squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure, while his cousin watches keenly, massaging his crotch.

Your own arousal growing, you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sorry,” he says, still fondling your breasts. “I guess we’ll skip the rectal exam today.” He withdraws his penis, then he grabs a speculum and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply, as Sandesh gasps in amazement.

Doctor Kapoor fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says the doctor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Lovely to meet you!” says Sandesh.

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with not one but two dripping wet cloths. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses both cloths against your chest, just above your breasts.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast with one cloth, and your right breast with the other. He begins to knead and squeeze them through the sodden material; you are not sure whether this is a particularly effective cleaning method, but Miguel seems very focused on his task.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you say reprovingly. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Okay, sorry,” says Justin, looking disappointed.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“Cool!” says Justin, scooting his chair towards you. He leans forward, eyes wide, as you pull open the front of your panties. At the sight of your pussy, surrounded by slimy, squirming worms, he grins happily. “Amazing,” he says.

“All right, show’s over,” you say, letting go of your panties so that the waistband snaps against your skin.

“Awww,” says Justin. “But thank you!”

“You’re welcome,” you reply with a little smirk.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He pulls your buttocks apart, then he slides two fingers into your vagina, making you squeal. “I’m just getting some worms out,” he says.

You feel utterly mortified as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out for a few moments, then he withdraws them, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.” He tugs your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “I’ll just check your vagina...” He slides two of his fingers inside you, making you gasp.

“Yup, definitely a few worms in here,” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply, feeling quite mortified.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Feeling rather exposed, of course. And squirmy.”

Ford shudders. “I don’t know how you’re coping,” he says, shaking his head.

You shrug. “I’m fine, really,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say,

“Not today, Justin.”

“Oh, I suppose so.”

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh good!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he smiles as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and you are not surprised when you feel his hand on your thigh. As the two of you converse, he strokes higher and higher, until he reaches your panties.

As he cups your pussy through the thin material, you...

gently but firmly remove his hand.

ask him about his business.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Cole takes the hint, and does not try anything else for the rest of the meal. He is pleasant enough company, and you enjoy your conversation with him.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Cole is more than happy to talk about his business, and while he talks, he starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. You part your thighs, enjoying the feeling of several slimy worms being pressed against your labia and clitoris.

You are getting very aroused, when suddenly Cole slips his hand inside the front of your panties, cupping your pussy and easing his middle finger between your labia. You giggle, and pull his hand out. “Cole, don’t be naughty,” you say with a smile.

Cole grins, and nods. “Okay,” he says.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “You’re looking very sexy, as always!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not entirely surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly. “Nice to see you again.”

“Likewise,” you reply guardedly.

“Sandesh really is interested in your case,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Perhaps you could reconsider letting him stay and watch?”

Shivering slightly at the prospect, you...

say, “Um, I don’t think so, Doctor Kapoor.”

nod, and say, “Okay, I suppose I don’t really mind.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside, and as noon approaches, you pull one of your new bra tops out of your bag. You glance around to make sure nobody is looking, then you pull off your tank top, and put on the bra top. Then you change into your running shoes.

Getting up from your desk, you retrieve a few escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties. Then you report to Dieter’s office. “Going for a run?” he inquires as he pulls down your panties.

“Yes,” you reply, feeling very embarrassed and uncomfortable as he slides two fingers into your vagina. He then spends a couple of minutes pulling worms out.

“Have a nice run,” he says eventually, withdrawing his fingers and pulling your panties back up.

You head outside to meet Tyler, and the two of you walk to the start of the trail.

“Feeling up to doing the whole 2.6 miles today?” inquires Tyler.

You nod, and remove your top. “Sure.” Since running the whole loop will bring you right back to this point, you drape your top over a low branch of a nearby sapling.

Tyler grins at your breasts. “Awesome,” he says.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns,

and you cover your breasts with your hands.

but you ignore them, and focus on your breathing.

It is a little awkward, running with your hands clasped to your breasts, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” says Tyler. “Shall we head inside?”

“Sure,” you agree, putting your top back on.

The two of you walk back into the office, and you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down. Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

It is a little embarrassing, running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” says Tyler. “Shall we head inside?”

“Sure,” you agree, putting your top back on.

The two of you walk back into the office, and you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down. Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay,” says the doctor, looking disappointed. “Sandesh, please could you wait outside.”

Sandesh, also looking disappointed, leaves the room. Relieved, you take off your tank top and shoes, while Doctor Kapoor watches with a big grin on his face. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, he chuckles and nods approvingly. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris.

Then he pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you.

While he casually thrusts his cock in and out of you, Doctor Kapoor squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure.

Your own arousal growing, you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sorry,” he says, still fondling your breasts. “I guess we’ll skip the rectal exam today.” He withdraws his penis, then he grabs a speculum and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply.

He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

You bid him goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Excellent,” says Doctor Kapoor, pleased.

As you take off your tank top and shoes, both men watch with big grins on their faces. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, Doctor Kapoor chuckles and nods approvingly, while Sandesh gapes in astonishment at the sight of the worms. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. “I’m preparing the patient for penetration,” he says, as Sandesh peers closely at your pussy.

Then the doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you. “Oh my God!” exclaims Sandesh, his eyes nearly popping out of his head.

While he casually thrusts his cock in and out of you, Doctor Kapoor squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure, while his cousin watches keenly, massaging his crotch.

Your own arousal growing, you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sorry,” he says, still fondling your breasts. “I guess we’ll skip the rectal exam today.” He withdraws his penis, then he grabs a speculum and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply, as Sandesh gasps in amazement.

Doctor Kapoor fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says the doctor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Lovely to meet you!” says Sandesh.

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with not one but two dripping wet cloths. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses both cloths against your chest, just above your breasts.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast with one cloth, and your right breast with the other. He begins to knead and squeeze them through the sodden material; you are not sure whether this is a particularly effective cleaning method, but Miguel seems very focused on his task.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you say reprovingly. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Okay, sorry,” says Justin, looking disappointed.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“Cool!” says Justin, scooting his chair towards you. He leans forward, eyes wide, as you pull open the front of your panties. At the sight of your pussy, surrounded by slimy, squirming worms, he grins happily. “Amazing,” he says.

“All right, show’s over,” you say, letting go of your panties so that the waistband snaps against your skin.

“Awww,” says Justin. “But thank you!”

“You’re welcome,” you reply with a little smirk.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He pulls your buttocks apart, then he slides two fingers into your vagina, making you squeal. “I’m just getting some worms out,” he says.

You feel utterly mortified as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out for a few moments, then he withdraws them, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.” He tugs your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “I’ll just check your vagina...” He slides two of his fingers inside you, making you gasp.

“Yup, definitely a few worms in here,” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply, feeling quite mortified.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Okay thanks,” you reply. “Feeling rather exposed, of course. And squirmy.”

Ford shudders. “I don’t know how you’re coping,” he says, shaking his head.

You shrug. “I’m fine, really,” you tell him.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say,

“Not today, Justin.”

“Oh, I suppose so.”

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh good!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he smiles as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and you are not surprised when you feel his hand on your thigh. As the two of you converse, he strokes higher and higher, until he reaches your panties. He cups your pussy through the thin material, and begins to gently rub back and forth, pressing several worms against your labia and clitoris. It feels rather nice.

After a few moments, he raises his hand a little, then sinks it down inside the front of your panties. With a little shiver, you...

gently but firmly remove his hand.

ask him about his business.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Cole takes the hint, and does not try anything else for the rest of the meal. He is pleasant company, and you enjoy your conversation with him.

After you have eaten, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Cole is more than happy to talk about his business, and while he talks, he starts rubbing your pussy inside your panties. You part your thighs, enjoying the feeling of his fingers massaging your labia and clitoris. After a few moments, he even curls his middle finger and slips it into your worm-filled vagina. Over the next few minutes, while the two of you continue to chat inconsequentially, Cole gently finger-fucks you.

After you have eaten, he finally removes his hand from your panties. You carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him, and bids you a good afternoon. You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “You’re looking very sexy, as always!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not entirely surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply warily.

“Would you mind letting Sandesh watch again?” asks Doctor Kapoor.

Shivering slightly, you say, “I suppose that’s fine.”

“Excellent,” says the doctor, pleased.

As you take off your tank top and shoes, both men watch with big grins on their faces. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, Doctor Kapoor chuckles and nods approvingly, while Sandesh gapes in astonishment at the sight of the worms. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris, as Sandesh peers closely at your pussy.

Then the doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you, much to his cousin’s delight.

While he casually thrusts his cock in and out of you, Doctor Kapoor squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and says, “Sandesh, would you mind rubbing this all over Penny’s torso?”

Your eyes widen at this suggestion,

and you say, “Um, I really think that’s your job, Doctor Kapoor!”

but you are getting aroused, and the idea has a certain naughty appeal.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside, and as noon approaches, you pull one of your new bra tops out of your bag. You glance around to make sure nobody is looking, then you pull off your tank top, and put on the bra top. Then you change into your running shoes.

Getting up from your desk, you retrieve a few escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties. Then you report to Dieter’s office. “Going for a run?” he inquires as he pulls down your panties.

“Yes,” you reply, feeling very embarrassed and uncomfortable as he slides two fingers into your vagina. He then spends a couple of minutes pulling worms out.

“Have a nice run,” he says eventually, withdrawing his fingers and pulling your panties back up.

You head outside to meet Tyler, and the two of you walk to the start of the trail.

“Feeling up to doing the whole 2.6 miles today?” inquires Tyler.

You nod, and remove your top. “Sure.” Since running the whole loop will bring you right back to this point, you drape your top over a low branch of a nearby sapling.

Tyler grins at your breasts. “Awesome,” he says.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns,

and you cover your breasts with your hands.

but you ignore them, and focus on your breathing.

It is a little awkward, running with your hands clasped to your breasts, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” says Tyler. “Shall we head inside?”

“Sure,” you agree, putting your top back on.

The two of you walk back into the office, and you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down. Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

It is a little embarrassing, running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” says Tyler. “Shall we head inside?”

“Sure,” you agree, putting your top back on.

The two of you walk back into the office, and you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down. Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Well I was hoping to give Sandesh some hands-on experience, but okay,” says the doctor.

He smears the gel around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure. Sandesh, meanwhile, is watching keenly while massaging his crotch.

Your own arousal growing, you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sorry,” he says, while still fondling your breasts. “I guess we’ll skip the rectal exam today.” He withdraws his penis, then he grabs a speculum and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply.

As Sandesh looks on in amazement, Doctor Kapoor fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Nice to see you again!” adds Sandesh.

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Absolutely!” says Sandesh eagerly, stepping up to the edge of the exam table. He begins smearing the gel around your stomach and abdomen, then he works it up your torso and on to your breasts. Thereafter, he confines his attention exclusively to your breasts, kneading and caressing them while the doctor fucks you with increasing speed.

Your own arousal growing, you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sorry,” he says. “I guess we’ll skip the rectal exam today.” He withdraws his penis, then he grabs a speculum and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply, as Sandesh finally removes his hands from your breasts and leans over to have a look inside you.

Doctor Kapoor fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile, as Sandesh shakes his head in wonder.

“You’re welcome,” says the doctor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Lovely to see you again!” says Sandesh.

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with not one but two dripping wet cloths. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses both cloths against your chest, just above your breasts.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast with one cloth, and your right breast with the other. He begins to knead and squeeze them through the sodden material; you are not sure whether this is a particularly effective cleaning method, but Miguel seems very focused on his task.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you say reprovingly. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Okay, sorry,” says Justin, looking disappointed.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“Cool!” says Justin, scooting his chair towards you. He leans forward, eyes wide, as you pull open the front of your panties. At the sight of your pussy, surrounded by slimy, squirming worms, he grins happily. “Amazing,” he says.

“All right, show’s over,” you say, letting go of your panties so that the waistband snaps against your skin.

“Awww,” says Justin. “But thank you!”

“You’re welcome,” you reply with a little smirk.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He pulls your buttocks apart, then he slides two fingers into your vagina, making you squeal. “I’m just getting some worms out,” he says.

You feel utterly mortified as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out for a few moments, then he withdraws them, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.” He tugs your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “I’ll just check your vagina...” He slides two of his fingers inside you, making you gasp.

“Yup, definitely a few worms in here,” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply, feeling quite mortified.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say,

“Not today, Justin.”

“Oh, I suppose so.”

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh good!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he smiles as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and you are not surprised when you feel his hand between your legs. As the two of you converse, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and starts stroking your clitoris and labia.

You part your legs as you continue to chat with him, and he curls his middle finger, sliding it into your vagina. Then he gently finger-fucks you for the rest of the meal.

Afterwards, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you tell him with a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Thanks, but I’m fine walking – I like to show off my panties.”

“Sure!”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“Okay,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole. “I’m parked just around the corner.”

He leads you down a quiet side street to where his car – a BMW – is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in. “What a gentleman!” you say with a smile.

He reaches down, and you find the seat suddenly reclining, until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and cups your pussy through your panties. “Comfy?” he inquires.

“Very,” you say, smiling as you spread your thighs apart.

Cole pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “How about now?”

You giggle, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile happily as Cole thrusts his fingers in and out of you. “That feels nice...” you murmur.

Cole pulls a couple of worms out of your vagina, then, to your surprise, he climbs into the car and lies down on top of you. “Um, Cole?” you say uneasily.

His cock, already out in the open and fully erect, presses against your vaginal opening. Lubricated by worm slime, it slides deep inside you. “Whoa!” you exclaim. “Cole!”

He grins down at you. “Come on Penny, you must have expected this – and I know you want it.” He begins thrusting inside you.

“But I told you, I have a boyfriend!” you reply.

“And yet here we are,” says Cole. “Tell me honestly: what would your boyfriend think about me fucking you?”

“I’m not sure,” you admit. “He might like the idea. He certainly enjoys the fact that my worm doctor fucks me each time he examines me.”

“My, you’re quite the little slut, aren’t you?” remarks Cole, now fucking you a little harder. He reaches out with his left hand, and closes the door. Then he reaches up inside your tank top with his right hand, and gives your left breast a squeeze.

You do not reply. You are annoyed at Cole for mounting you without permission, but you cannot help feeling increasingly aroused. Nevertheless, you lie still, feeling a little too guilty to actively participate.

A minute or so later, Cole groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Then he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Where are we going?” he asks.

Adjusting your seat and sitting up, you give Cole the address, and he drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You are not at all sure you want to see him again. You mutter a noncommittal reply, then you get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and message Tyler to tell him what happened. He quickly replies, “He actually raped you? OMG! Are you okay...?”

“Yes, I’m fine,” you type back. “A bit shocked, but not hurt or anything. He was already fingering me, so it wasn’t a huge step forward, but the fact that he did it without asking...”

You leave that thought unfinished, to see how Tyler will react. His response is predictable, if disappointing: “Well, it’s kinda hot, tbh! As long as you’re okay. If you weren’t then I’d be hella mad at Cole, but since you seem okay, then I kinda love that he didn’t ask permission.”

You purse your lips, a growing sense of indignation warring with the arousal stemming from dozens of worms currently squirming against your pussy. Then you type, “You think I should see him again, then...?”

Tyler types back: “Totally! But only if you want to, of course.”

You sigh, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “You’re looking very sexy, as always!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not entirely surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply warily.

“Would you mind letting Sandesh watch again?” asks Doctor Kapoor.

Shivering slightly, you say, “I suppose that’s fine.”

“Excellent,” says the doctor, pleased.

As you take off your tank top and shoes, both men watch with big grins on their faces. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, Doctor Kapoor chuckles and nods approvingly, while Sandesh gapes in astonishment at the sight of the worms. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris, as Sandesh peers closely at your pussy.

Then the doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you, much to his cousin’s delight.

While he casually thrusts his cock in and out of you, Doctor Kapoor squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and says, “Sandesh, would you mind rubbing this all over Penny’s torso?”

Your eyes widen at this suggestion,

and you say, “Um, I really think that’s your job, Doctor Kapoor!”

but you are getting aroused, and the idea has a certain naughty appeal.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside, and as noon approaches, you pull one of your new bra tops out of your bag. You glance around to make sure nobody is looking, then you pull off your tank top, and put on the bra top. Then you change into your running shoes.

Getting up from your desk, you retrieve a few escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties. Then you report to Dieter’s office. “Going for a run?” he inquires as he pulls down your panties.

“Yes,” you reply, feeling very embarrassed and uncomfortable as he slides two fingers into your vagina. He then spends a couple of minutes pulling worms out.

“Have a nice run,” he says eventually, withdrawing his fingers and pulling your panties back up.

You head outside to meet Tyler, and the two of you walk to the start of the trail.

“Feeling up to doing the whole 2.6 miles today?” inquires Tyler.

You nod, and remove your top. “Sure.” Since running the whole loop will bring you right back to this point, you drape your top over a low branch of a nearby sapling.

Tyler grins at your breasts. “Awesome,” he says.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns,

and you cover your breasts with your hands.

but you ignore them, and focus on your breathing.

It is a little awkward, running with your hands clasped to your breasts, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” says Tyler. “Shall we head inside?”

“Sure,” you agree, putting your top back on.

The two of you walk back into the office, and you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down. Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

It is a little embarrassing, running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” says Tyler. “Shall we head inside?”

“Sure,” you agree, putting your top back on.

The two of you walk back into the office, and you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down. Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Well I was hoping to give Sandesh some hands-on experience, but okay,” says the doctor.

He smears the gel around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure. Sandesh, meanwhile, is watching keenly while massaging his crotch.

Your own arousal growing, you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sorry,” he says, while still fondling your breasts. “I guess we’ll skip the rectal exam today.” He withdraws his penis, then he grabs a speculum and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply.

As Sandesh looks on in amazement, Doctor Kapoor fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Nice to see you again!” adds Sandesh.

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Absolutely!” says Sandesh eagerly, stepping up to the edge of the exam table. He begins smearing the gel around your stomach and abdomen, then he works it up your torso and on to your breasts. Thereafter, he confines his attention exclusively to your breasts, kneading and caressing them while the doctor fucks you with increasing speed.

Your own arousal growing, you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sorry,” he says. “I guess we’ll skip the rectal exam today.” He withdraws his penis, then he grabs a speculum and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply, as Sandesh finally removes his hands from your breasts and leans over to have a look inside you.

Doctor Kapoor fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile, as Sandesh shakes his head in wonder.

“You’re welcome,” says the doctor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Lovely to see you again!” says Sandesh.

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with not one but two dripping wet cloths. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses both cloths against your chest, just above your breasts.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast with one cloth, and your right breast with the other. He begins to knead and squeeze them through the sodden material; you are not sure whether this is a particularly effective cleaning method, but Miguel seems very focused on his task.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you say reprovingly. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Okay, sorry,” says Justin, looking disappointed.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“Cool!” says Justin, scooting his chair towards you. He leans forward, eyes wide, as you pull open the front of your panties. At the sight of your pussy, surrounded by slimy, squirming worms, he grins happily. “Amazing,” he says.

“All right, show’s over,” you say, letting go of your panties so that the waistband snaps against your skin.

“Awww,” says Justin. “But thank you!”

“You’re welcome,” you reply with a little smirk.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy about having to submit to the indignity of these inspections.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He pulls your buttocks apart, then he slides two fingers into your vagina, making you squeal. “I’m just getting some worms out,” he says.

You feel utterly mortified as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out for a few moments, then he withdraws them, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.” He tugs your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “I’ll just check your vagina...” He slides two of his fingers inside you, making you gasp.

“Yup, definitely a few worms in here,” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply, feeling quite mortified.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say,

“Not today, Justin.”

“Oh, I suppose so.”

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“I guess so.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and message Tyler to tell him that Cole fucked you again. He quickly replies, “Awesome – can’t beat a lunchtime quickie!”

You smirk, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “You’re looking very sexy, as always!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not entirely surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply warily.

“Would you mind letting Sandesh watch again?” asks Doctor Kapoor.

Shivering slightly, you say, “I suppose that’s fine.”

“Excellent,” says the doctor, pleased.

As you take off your tank top and shoes, both men watch with big grins on their faces. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, Doctor Kapoor chuckles and nods approvingly, while Sandesh gapes in astonishment at the sight of the worms. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris, as Sandesh peers closely at your pussy.

Then the doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you, much to his cousin’s delight.

While he casually thrusts his cock in and out of you, Doctor Kapoor squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and says, “Sandesh, would you mind rubbing this all over Penny’s torso?”

Your eyes widen at this suggestion,

and you say, “Um, I really think that’s your job, Doctor Kapoor!”

but you are getting aroused, and the idea has a certain naughty appeal.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside, and as noon approaches, you pull one of your new bra tops out of your bag. You glance around to make sure nobody is looking, then you pull off your tank top, and put on the bra top. Then you change into your running shoes.

Getting up from your desk, you retrieve a few escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties. Then you report to Dieter’s office. “Going for a run?” he inquires as he pulls down your panties.

“Yes,” you reply, feeling very embarrassed and uncomfortable as he slides two fingers into your vagina. He then spends a couple of minutes pulling worms out.

“Will you be running topless again?” he inquires.

You gasp. “How did you know...?”

Dieter chuckles. “You were spotted,” he says. “By Lita. She complained to me – but I told her you are legally entitled to run topless if you wish.”

“Oh!” you say. “Thank you.”

“Well, have a nice run,” he says, withdrawing his fingers and pulling your panties back up.

You head outside to meet Tyler, and you tell him what Dieter said. “Cool!” says Tyler. “Though it doesn’t really surprise me that Dieter would support you running topless.”

The two of you walk to the start of the trail, where remove your top and drape it over a low branch of a nearby sapling.

Tyler grins at your breasts. “All right, let’s go,” he says.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but, emboldened by Dieter’s unexpected support, you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” says Tyler. “Hey, why don’t you stay topless when we head inside to shower and change? I am – why shouldn’t you?”

You shiver. “It’s not quite the same for you!” you tell him. “For one thing, you’re going straight to the shower room, while I’m going all the way to Dieter’s office. For another ... boobs!”

Tyler chuckles. “I think Dieter would support you doing so, though.”

“He might,” you admit,

“but I just can’t bring myself to walk through the office in just my panties and shoes.”

“but it’s still a scary prospect.”

“Fair enough,” says Tyler. “Maybe another time.”

“Maybe,” you say, rather doubtfully, as you put your top back on.

The two of you walk back into the office, and you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down. Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“I think you’ve done scarier things,” says Tyler with a smile.

“I suppose it’s no worse than running in public topless,” you acknowledge. “Or walking down the street with my worm-filled panties showing. God ... okay ... I’ll do it!”

“That’s my girl!” says Tyler delightedly, and he gives you a deep kiss.

The two of you walk back into the office, where your cheeks turn crimson as you walk through the IT department. Tyler heads to the shower, while you continue on through the sales department, eliciting a few gasps and exclamations.

Dieter’s jaw drops as you enter. “My goodness!” he says.

“Is this okay?” you inquire anxiously. “I mean, Tyler gets to come back inside topless and nobody thinks anything of it, since he’s clearly been out running...”

“It’s fine with me,” says Dieter, nodding. “We don’t object to you changing into and out of your running clothes in the office – and if that is your running outfit, then that’s what you should change into. Don’t worry – I’ll support you if anyone objects.”

“Thank you!” you say, smiling.

After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room, amid further stares and comments – and nervously wait outside for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down. The news of your topless walks through the office have spread, however, and you find yourself being plied with questions.

“You’re comfortable being topless now?” asks Ford in astonishment.

“I’m hot when I finish my run!” you tell him.

“I can’t believe I missed it!” moans Justin.

“Oh, you’ve seen them before,” you remark, rolling your eyes.

“You’re crazy!” says Janine, with a note of admiration in her voice. “How did it feel to walk through the office in just your panties and shoes?”

“Liberating,” you confide in her with a smile. “Scary too, though!”

Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Well I was hoping to give Sandesh some hands-on experience, but okay,” says the doctor.

He smears the gel around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure. Sandesh, meanwhile, is watching keenly while massaging his crotch.

Your own arousal growing, you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sorry,” he says, while still fondling your breasts. “I guess we’ll skip the rectal exam today.” He withdraws his penis, then he grabs a speculum and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply.

As Sandesh looks on in amazement, Doctor Kapoor fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Nice to see you again!” adds Sandesh.

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Absolutely!” says Sandesh eagerly, stepping up to the edge of the exam table. He begins smearing the gel around your stomach and abdomen, then he works it up your torso and on to your breasts. Thereafter, he confines his attention exclusively to your breasts, kneading and caressing them while the doctor fucks you with increasing speed.

Your own arousal growing, you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sorry,” he says. “I guess we’ll skip the rectal exam today.” He withdraws his penis, then he grabs a speculum and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply, as Sandesh finally removes his hands from your breasts and leans over to have a look inside you.

Doctor Kapoor fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile, as Sandesh shakes his head in wonder.

“You’re welcome,” says the doctor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Lovely to see you again!” says Sandesh.

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with not one but two dripping wet cloths. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses both cloths against your chest, just above your breasts.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast with one cloth, and your right breast with the other. He begins to knead and squeeze them through the sodden material; you are not sure whether this is a particularly effective cleaning method, but Miguel seems very focused on his task.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you say reprovingly. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Okay, sorry,” says Justin, looking disappointed.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“Cool!” says Justin, scooting his chair towards you. He leans forward, eyes wide, as you pull open the front of your panties. At the sight of your pussy, surrounded by slimy, squirming worms, he grins happily. “Amazing,” he says.

“All right, show’s over,” you say, letting go of your panties so that the waistband snaps against your skin.

“Awww,” says Justin. “But thank you!”

“You’re welcome,” you reply with a little smirk.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed and put on a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy that your continued employment depends on letting Dieter finger you.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He pulls your buttocks apart, then he slides two fingers into your vagina, making you squeal. “I’m just getting some worms out,” he says.

You feel utterly mortified as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out for a few moments, then he withdraws them, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.” He tugs your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “I’ll just check your vagina...” He slides two of his fingers inside you, making you gasp.

“Yup, definitely a few worms in here,” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply, feeling quite mortified.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say,

“Not today, Justin.”

“Oh, I suppose so.”

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“I guess so.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and message Tyler to tell him that Cole fucked you again. He quickly replies, “Awesome – can’t beat a lunchtime quickie!”

You smirk, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “You’re looking very sexy, as always!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not entirely surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply warily.

“Would you mind letting Sandesh watch again?” asks Doctor Kapoor.

Shivering slightly, you say, “I suppose that’s fine.”

“Excellent,” says the doctor, pleased.

As you take off your tank top and shoes, both men watch with big grins on their faces. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, Doctor Kapoor chuckles and nods approvingly, while Sandesh gapes in astonishment at the sight of the worms. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris, as Sandesh peers closely at your pussy.

Then the doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you, much to his cousin’s delight.

While he casually thrusts his cock in and out of you, Doctor Kapoor squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and says, “Sandesh, would you mind rubbing this all over Penny’s torso?”

Your eyes widen at this suggestion,

and you say, “Um, I really think that’s your job, Doctor Kapoor!”

but you are getting aroused, and the idea has a certain naughty appeal.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside, and as noon approaches, you pull one of your new bra tops out of your bag. You glance around to make sure nobody is looking, then you pull off your tank top, and put on the bra top. Then you change into your running shoes.

Getting up from your desk, you retrieve a few escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties. Then you report to Dieter’s office. “Going for a run?” he inquires as he pulls down your panties.

“Yes,” you reply, feeling very embarrassed and uncomfortable as he slides two fingers into your vagina. He then spends a couple of minutes pulling worms out.

“Will you be running topless again?” he inquires.

You gasp. “How did you know...?”

Dieter chuckles. “You were spotted,” he says. “By Lita. She complained to me – but I told her you are legally entitled to run topless if you wish.”

“Oh!” you say. “Thank you.”

“Well, have a nice run,” he says, withdrawing his fingers and pulling your panties back up.

You head outside to meet Tyler, and you tell him what Dieter said. “Cool!” says Tyler. “Though it doesn’t really surprise me that Dieter would support you running topless.”

The two of you walk to the start of the trail, where remove your top and drape it over a low branch of a nearby sapling.

Tyler grins at your breasts. “All right, let’s go,” he says.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but, emboldened by Dieter’s unexpected support, you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” says Tyler. “Now, how about staying topless when we go inside?”

You shiver, and say,

“Sorry Tyler, I’m just not quite that brave.”

“It’s kind of a scary prospect, Babe.”

“Fair enough,” says Tyler. “Maybe another time.”

“Maybe,” you say, rather doubtfully, as you put your top back on.

The two of you walk back into the office, and you report to Dieter’s office while Tyler takes a shower. After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room and wait for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down. Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“I think you’ve done scarier things,” says Tyler with a smile.

“I suppose it’s no worse than running in public topless,” you acknowledge. “Or walking down the street with my worm-filled panties showing. God ... okay ... I’ll do it!”

“That’s my girl!” says Tyler delightedly, and he gives you a deep kiss.

The two of you walk back into the office, where your cheeks turn crimson as you walk through the IT department. Tyler heads to the shower, while you continue on through the sales department, eliciting a few gasps and exclamations.

Dieter’s jaw drops as you enter. “My goodness!” he says.

“Is this okay?” you inquire anxiously. “I mean, Tyler gets to come back inside topless and nobody thinks anything of it, since he’s clearly been out running...”

“It’s fine with me,” says Dieter, nodding. “We don’t object to you changing into and out of your running clothes in the office – and if that is your running outfit, then that’s what you should change into. Don’t worry – I’ll support you if anyone objects.”

“Thank you!” you say, smiling.

After your inspection and worm extraction, you walk to the shower room, amid further stares and comments – and nervously wait outside for Tyler to finish. When he emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down. The news of your topless walks through the office have spread, however, and you find yourself being plied with questions.

“You’re comfortable being topless now?” asks Ford in astonishment.

“I’m hot when I finish my run!” you tell him.

“I can’t believe I missed it!” moans Justin.

“Oh, you’ve seen them before,” you remark, rolling your eyes.

“You’re crazy!” says Janine, with a note of admiration in her voice. “How did it feel to walk through the office in just your panties and shoes.”

“Liberating,” you confide in her with a smile. “Scary too, though!”

Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Well I was hoping to give Sandesh some hands-on experience, but okay,” says the doctor.

He smears the gel around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure. Sandesh, meanwhile, is watching keenly while massaging his crotch.

Your own arousal growing, you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sorry,” he says, while still fondling your breasts. “I guess we’ll skip the rectal exam today.” He withdraws his penis, then he grabs a speculum and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply.

As Sandesh looks on in amazement, Doctor Kapoor fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Nice to see you again!” adds Sandesh.

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Absolutely!” says Sandesh eagerly, stepping up to the edge of the exam table. He begins smearing the gel around your stomach and abdomen, then he works it up your torso and on to your breasts. Thereafter, he confines his attention exclusively to your breasts, kneading and caressing them while the doctor fucks you with increasing speed.

Your own arousal growing, you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sorry,” he says. “I guess we’ll skip the rectal exam today.” He withdraws his penis, then he grabs a speculum and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply, as Sandesh finally removes his hands from your breasts and leans over to have a look inside you.

Doctor Kapoor fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile, as Sandesh shakes his head in wonder.

“You’re welcome,” says the doctor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Lovely to see you again!” says Sandesh.

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with not one but two dripping wet cloths. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses both cloths against your chest, just above your breasts.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast with one cloth, and your right breast with the other. He begins to knead and squeeze them through the sodden material; you are not sure whether this is a particularly effective cleaning method, but Miguel seems very focused on his task.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you say reprovingly. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a clean tank top and a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Okay, sorry,” says Justin, looking disappointed.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“Cool!” says Justin, scooting his chair towards you. He leans forward, eyes wide, as you pull open the front of your panties. At the sight of your pussy, surrounded by slimy, squirming worms, he grins happily. “Amazing,” he says.

“All right, show’s over,” you say, letting go of your panties so that the waistband snaps against your skin.

“Awww,” says Justin. “But thank you!”

“You’re welcome,” you reply with a little smirk.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy that your continued employment depends on letting Dieter finger you.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He pulls your buttocks apart, then he slides two fingers into your vagina, making you squeal. “I’m just getting some worms out,” he says.

You feel utterly mortified as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out for a few moments, then he withdraws them, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.” He tugs your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “I’ll just check your vagina...” He slides two of his fingers inside you, making you gasp.

“Yup, definitely a few worms in here,” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply, feeling quite mortified.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say,

“Not today, Justin.”

“Oh, I suppose so.”

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“I guess so.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and message Tyler to tell him that Cole fucked you again. He quickly replies, “Awesome – can’t beat a lunchtime quickie!”

You smirk, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “You’re looking very sexy, as always!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not entirely surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply warily.

“Would you mind letting Sandesh watch again?” asks Doctor Kapoor.

Shivering slightly, you say, “I suppose that’s fine.”

“Excellent,” says the doctor, pleased.

As you take off your tank top and shoes, both men watch with big grins on their faces. As you carefully lower your worm-filled panties, Doctor Kapoor chuckles and nods approvingly, while Sandesh gapes in astonishment at the sight of the worms. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris, as Sandesh peers closely at your pussy.

Then the doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you, much to his cousin’s delight.

While he casually thrusts his cock in and out of you, Doctor Kapoor squirts a mound of gel on to your stomach, smears it around, and says, “Sandesh, would you mind rubbing this all over Penny’s torso?”

Your eyes widen at this suggestion,

and you say, “Um, I really think that’s your job, Doctor Kapoor!”

but you are getting aroused, and the idea has a certain naughty appeal.

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you glance around nervously, then, with only a moment’s hesitation, you pull off your tank top. Then you change into your running shoes.

Getting up from your desk, you retrieve a few escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties. Then you report to Dieter’s office. “Going for a run?” he inquires, smiling at your bare breasts.

“Yes,” you reply, bending over his desk. You feel very embarrassed and uncomfortable as he pulls your panties down and slides two fingers into your vagina. He then spends a couple of minutes pulling worms out.

“Have a nice run,” he says eventually, withdrawing his fingers and pulling your panties back up.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” pants Tyler. “Shall we go inside?”

You shiver, and nod. You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling very exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you walk back to Dieter’s office, ignoring the scandalised mutterings you can hear being uttered by the sales staff.

Having submitted to yet another inspection and worm extraction, you decide to...

wait outside the shower room for Tyler to finish.

go to your desk while you wait for Tyler to finish.

You walk to the shower room and wait with your arms folded across your chest. When Tyler emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down. Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You go and sit down at your desk, feeling a little more comfortable there than hanging around outside the shower room. While you wait for Tyler to reappear, you get on with a little work.

Justin is very excited to see you. “I can’t believe you’re working topless!” he whispers.

“It’s only for a few moments,” you mutter back.

When Tyler comes down the aisle and sits down at his desk, you hurry to the shower room. Under a lukewarm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down.

Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Well I was hoping to give Sandesh some hands-on experience, but okay,” says the doctor.

He smears the gel around, and is soon squeezing and caressing your breasts. Over the next couple of minutes, the pace of his thrusting increases, and he starts to utter little grunts of pleasure. Sandesh, meanwhile, is watching keenly while massaging his crotch.

Your own arousal growing, you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sorry,” he says, while still fondling your breasts. “I guess we’ll skip the rectal exam today.” He withdraws his penis, then he grabs a speculum and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply.

As Sandesh looks on in amazement, Doctor Kapoor fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Nice to see you again!” adds Sandesh.

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Absolutely!” says Sandesh eagerly, stepping up to the edge of the exam table. He begins smearing the gel around your stomach and abdomen, then he works it up your torso and on to your breasts. Thereafter, he confines his attention exclusively to your breasts, kneading and caressing them while the doctor fucks you with increasing speed.

Your own arousal growing, you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sorry,” he says. “I guess we’ll skip the rectal exam today.” He withdraws his softening cock from your vagina. “Unless ... Sandesh, would you be willing to lubricate Penny’s rectum with your penis?”

Sandesh nods eagerly. “Of course!” He unzips his jeans, and takes out his erect cock, which is both thicker and longer than Doctor Kapoor’s. As the doctor steps aside and Sandesh moves into position, you say,

“Hey, no thank you! Sandesh isn’t even a doctor!”

“Be gentle, Sandesh...”

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with not one but two dripping wet cloths. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses both cloths against your chest, just above your breasts.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast with one cloth, and your right breast with the other. He begins to knead and squeeze them through the sodden material; you are not sure whether this is a particularly effective cleaning method, but Miguel seems very focused on his task.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you say reprovingly. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Okay, sorry,” says Justin, looking disappointed.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“Cool!” says Justin, scooting his chair towards you. He leans forward, eyes wide, as you pull open the front of your panties. At the sight of your pussy, surrounded by slimy, squirming worms, he grins happily. “Amazing,” he says.

“All right, show’s over,” you say, letting go of your panties so that the waistband snaps against your skin.

“Awww,” says Justin. “But thank you!”

“You’re welcome,” you reply with a little smirk.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“Sorry Sandesh,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Maybe another day.” He grabs a speculum and slides it into your vagina. Opening it up, he looks inside and says, “All clear. Want me to fill you back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply, as Sandesh leans over to have a look inside you.

Doctor Kapoor fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile, as Sandesh shakes his head in wonder.

“You’re welcome,” says the doctor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Lovely to see you again!” says Sandesh.

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Well lubricated with gel and worm slime, Sandesh’s cock sinks easily into your anus. As he starts to fuck you, he plays with your pussy, caressing your labia with his fingers for a while, before sliding two of them into your vagina.

You resume rubbing your clitoris, while Sandesh pounds his cock into your rectum harder and harder. Eventually you shudder and cry out in ecstasy, your orgasm electrifying your whole body.

“Can I finish in her vagina?” asks Sandesh.

“Sure, go ahead,” says Doctor Kapoor.

Sandesh pulls out of your anus, and shoves his cock into your vagina. After just a few thrusts he climaxes, squirting glob after glob of his semen deep inside you.

As soon as Sandesh has pulled out, Doctor Kapoor pushes one speculum into your anus, and slides another into your vagina. Opening them up, he first peers into your rectum, then he looks inside your vagina. “Everything seems fine. Want me to fill your vagina back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply, as Sandesh leans in closely to have a look inside you.

Doctor Kapoor fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, he carefully removes the speculum.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile, as Sandesh shakes his head in wonder.

“You’re welcome,” says the doctor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Lovely to see you again!” says Sandesh. “I greatly enjoyed fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection. Afterwards you return to your desk.

You get back to work, and start processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy that your continued employment depends on letting Dieter finger you.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He pulls your buttocks apart, then he slides two fingers into your vagina, making you squeal. “I’m just getting some worms out,” he says.

You feel utterly mortified as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out for a few moments, then he withdraws them, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.” He tugs your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “I’ll just check your vagina...” He slides two of his fingers inside you, making you gasp.

“Yup, definitely a few worms in here,” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply, feeling quite mortified.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. You are still horny thanks to the worms in your vagina and panties, and you know that Tyler will not mind, so you are happy for him to look. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say,

“Not today, Justin.”

“Oh, I suppose so.”

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“I guess so.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Dieter’s office for your pre-lunch inspection. Gleefully, he gestures to his desk, and you reluctantly bend over it. Once again, he pulls down your panties a little, and peers closely at the mound of worms. “Absolutely disgusting,” he remarks. He slides two fingers into your vagina, and spends a couple of minutes probing you and pulling out worms. Then he pulls your panties back up, and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and message Tyler to tell him that Cole fucked you again. He quickly replies, “Awesome – can’t beat a lunchtime quickie!”

You smirk, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “You’re looking very sexy, as always!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply warily.

You take off your tank top and shoes, then lower your worm-filled panties, while both men watch with big grins on their faces. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Sandesh meanwhile, squirts a generous mound of gel on to your breasts, which he then begins to squeeze and massage.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you, while Sandesh chuckles and pinches your nipples.

As the speed of Doctor Kapoor’s thrusting increases, your own arousal grows; you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sandesh can take care of it,” he says. “If you wouldn’t mind, Sandesh?” He withdraws his softening cock from your vagina.

Sandesh nods eagerly. “I’d be happy to!” He unzips his jeans, and takes out his long, thick erection. As the doctor steps aside and Sandesh moves into position, you brace yourself, but thanks to the combination of the gel and your worms’ slime, Sandesh’s cock slides into your anus with very little resistance.

As he fucks your rectum, you continue to rub your clitoris frantically, until you climax with a shudder and a series of ecstatic moans. Then Sandesh pulls out of your anus, plunges his cock into your vagina, and groans as he ejaculates copiously inside you.

As soon as Sandesh has pulled out, Doctor Kapoor pushes one speculum into your anus, and slides another into your vagina. Opening them up, he first peers into your rectum, then he looks inside your vagina. “Everything seems fine. Want me to fill your vagina back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply.

“Can I do it?” asks Sandesh.

Doctor Kapoor hesitates, and you get the impression he really wants to do it himself. As he looks at you thoughtfully, you say,

“I’d rather Doctor Kapoor do that, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind – Sandesh can do it if he wants.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you glance around nervously, then, with only a moment’s hesitation, you pull off your tank top. Then you change into your running shoes.

Getting up from your desk, you retrieve a few escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties. Then you report to Dieter’s office. “Going for a run?” he inquires, smiling at your bare breasts.

“Yes,” you reply, bending over his desk. You feel very embarrassed and uncomfortable as he pulls your panties down and slides two fingers into your vagina. He then spends a couple of minutes pulling worms out.

“Have a nice run,” he says eventually, withdrawing his fingers and pulling your panties back up.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” pants Tyler. “Shall we go inside?”

You shiver, and nod. You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling very exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you walk back to Dieter’s office, ignoring the scandalised mutterings you can hear being uttered by the sales staff.

Having submitted to yet another inspection and worm extraction, you decide to...

wait outside the shower room for Tyler to finish.

go to your desk while you wait for Tyler to finish.

You walk to the shower room and wait with your arms folded across your chest. When Tyler emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down. Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You go and sit down at your desk, feeling a little more comfortable there than hanging around outside the shower room. While you wait for Tyler to reappear, you get on with a little work.

Justin is very excited to see you. “I can’t believe you’re working topless!” he whispers.

“It’s only for a few moments,” you mutter back.

When Tyler comes down the aisle and sits down at his desk, you hurry to the shower room. Under a lukewarm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down.

Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Sandesh looks a little disappointed, but he watches closely as his cousin fetches a handful of worms from your panties and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Thank you!” says Sandesh, laughing in delight. He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, then carefully feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor steps in and carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you both,” you say with a smile.

Doctor Kapoor brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with not one but two dripping wet cloths. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses both cloths against your chest, just above your breasts.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast with one cloth, and your right breast with the other. He begins to knead and squeeze them through the sodden material; you are not sure whether this is a particularly effective cleaning method, but Miguel seems very focused on his task.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you say reprovingly. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Okay, sorry,” says Justin, looking disappointed.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“Cool!” says Justin, scooting his chair towards you. He leans forward, eyes wide, as you pull open the front of your panties. At the sight of your pussy, surrounded by slimy, squirming worms, he grins happily. “Amazing,” he says.

“Disgusting, though,” says Dieter, unexpectedly appearing from behind you. “Hard at work, I see!”

Feeling highly embarrassed, you quickly let go of your panties so that the waistband snaps against your skin. “Sorry Dieter – Justin was curious. I’ll get right back to work. Did you need something?”

“Actually I just came to tell you that I’ve been drafted into a daily meeting at Mason Road, from 11:30 to 12:30. I’m afraid I won’t be around when you go to lunch, so I’ll need to find someone else to inspect your panties and pull worms out of you.”

“Could I volunteer for that?” asks Justin eagerly.

“I don’t see why not,” says Dieter. “If you’re willing to, then sure! Be my guest.”

“Don’t I get a say?” you inquire, a little indignantly. “Couldn’t Tyler do it?”

“Tyler’s your boyfriend,” says Dieter. “If you breach the rules, he’s not likely to report that to me ... whereas Justin would be much more likely to.”

“I certainly would,” Justin promises. “So where do we...”

“I suggest Bailey,” says Dieter. “Just take a rough visual estimate of the number of worms in Penny’s panties, and send me that number by email or instant message – doesn’t matter which. Also, make sure you get all of the worms out of her vagina.”

“Will do!” says Justin happily.

You shudder. “And after lunch...?”

“I’ll be back in my office, so report to me as usual,” Dieter instructs you. “Now, I don’t know how long I’ll be going to these meetings, but for simplicity you should just assume it’s an indefinite period. I’ll let you know if the situation changes.”

“Okay!” says Justin. “Thanks Dieter!”

Dieter marches off down the aisle, leaving you feeling rather queasy. “Great,” you mutter irritably. “Now I’ve got to let you finger me?”

“I’ll be very professional about it,” Justin assures you.

“That’s not very comforting,” you remark with a slight scowl. You roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you grit your teeth, then you get up and say, “Justin...?”

“Oh!” says Justin, jumping to his feet. “Awesome! Yes – let’s go to Bailey for your inspection!”

The two of you walk to the conference room, enter, and shut the door behind you. Grinning, Justin says, “Okay! Well ... why don’t you take off your panties, and lie down on the table on your back?”

“Um, that’s not quite how Dieter does it,” you say. “Normally I just bend over his desk, and he pulls my panties down a bit.”

“Does it make much of a difference?” inquires Justin. “There’s not enough space on Dieter’s desk for you to lie down, otherwise I imagine he’d do it a little differently.”

“Perhaps,” you acknowledge with a shrug. “I suppose it doesn’t make all that much of a difference.” You kick your shoes off, then you pull your panties down carefully, and step out of them. Turning around, you sit on the edge of the table, then you lie back, lifting your knees up into the air as your back hits the tabletop.

“Okay, now spread your legs,” says Justin excitedly.

You do so, feeling very embarrassed and self-conscious ... but also somewhat aroused. Yet another man is about to get his fingers in you ... and all because you ate some bad meat in Africa. Tyler does not yet know about this, but you imagine he will be excited to hear the news.

“Whoa – awesome!” says Justin, reacting with refreshing honesty at the sight of your naked pussy and vaginal opening. He reaches out and strokes your labia with his fingers. “Slimy!” he observes. “Is that from the worms?”

“Yeah,” you say, attempting to sound nonchalant. “They tend to exude a lot of slime – I guess it helps them swim more easily through my bowels, or something.”

Justin slides his fingertips down the groove between your labia, then he pushes two of them into your vagina. “Whoooooaaa,” he whispers in awe. “Oh ... I can feel worms. Let me get them out...”

He grasps one in his fingers, and pulls it out. Then he goes back for another, and then another. After the fifth worm, he says, “Well my fingers don’t reach all the way in, but I don’t think there are any more in there.”

You almost tell him that it really doesn’t matter, because in ten minutes’ time your vagina will be full of worms again, but you refrain, deciding instead to let him think he has done a good job. “Thanks Justin,” you say. “Don’t forget to estimate the number of worms in my panties.”

“Oh yes!” says Justin, withdrawing his fingers from your vagina. He peers down at your panties. “I don’t know – lots! Maybe a hundred or so?”

You climb off the table, step into your panties, and pull them up. “More like sixty or seventy,” you say. “It always looks like there are more than there really are – it’s because they’re so long, and tangled together.” You pick up a few escapees, and drop them back inside your panties. Then you put your shoes back on.

“I guess we’re done, then!” says Justin. “See you later.” He holds the door open for you, and you thank him as you exit the conference room ahead of him.

Returning to your desk, you take a minute to text Tyler, who is getting changed for his lunchtime run. He is very surprised to learn of Justin’s new role as inspector of your panties, but (as you predicted) he is quite thrilled at the idea.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“I guess so.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you grit your teeth, then you get up and say, “Justin...?”

“Oh!” says Justin, jumping to his feet. “Awesome! Yes – let’s go to Bailey for your inspection!”

The two of you walk to the conference room, enter, and shut the door behind you. Grinning, Justin says, “Okay! Well ... why don’t you take off your panties, and lie down on the table on your back?”

“Um, that’s not quite how Dieter does it,” you say. “Normally I just bend over his desk, and he pulls my panties down a bit.”

“Does it make much of a difference?” inquires Justin. “There’s not enough space on Dieter’s desk for you to lie down, otherwise I imagine he’d do it a little differently.”

“Perhaps,” you acknowledge with a shrug. “I suppose it doesn’t make all that much of a difference.” You kick your shoes off, then you pull your panties down carefully, and step out of them. Turning around, you sit on the edge of the table, then you lie back, lifting your knees up into the air as your back hits the tabletop.

“Okay, now spread your legs,” says Justin excitedly.

You do so, feeling very embarrassed and self-conscious ... but also somewhat aroused. Yet another man is about to get his fingers in you ... and all because you ate some bad meat in Africa. Tyler does not yet know about this, but you imagine he will be excited to hear the news.

“Whoa – awesome!” says Justin, reacting with refreshing honesty at the sight of your naked pussy and vaginal opening. He reaches out and strokes your labia with his fingers. “Slimy!” he observes. “Is that from the worms?”

“Yeah,” you say, attempting to sound nonchalant. “They tend to exude a lot of slime – I guess it helps them swim more easily through my bowels, or something.”

Justin slides his fingertips down the groove between your labia, then he pushes two of them into your vagina. “Whoooooaaa,” he whispers in awe. “Oh ... I can feel worms. Let me get them out...”

He grasps one in his fingers, and pulls it out. Then he goes back for another, and then another. After the fifth worm, he says, “Well my fingers don’t reach all the way in, but I don’t think there are any more in there.”

You almost tell him that it really doesn’t matter, because in ten minutes’ time your vagina will be full of worms again, but you refrain, deciding instead to let him think he has done a good job. “Thanks Justin,” you say. “Don’t forget to estimate the number of worms in my panties.”

“Oh yes!” says Justin, withdrawing his fingers from your vagina. He peers down at your panties. “I don’t know – lots! Maybe a hundred or so?”

You climb off the table, step into your panties, and pull them up. “More like sixty or seventy,” you say. “It always looks like there are more than there really are – it’s because they’re so long, and tangled together.” You pick up a few escapees, and drop them back inside your panties. Then you put your shoes back on.

“I guess we’re done, then!” says Justin. “See you later.” He holds the door open for you, and you thank him as you exit the conference room ahead of him.

Returning to your desk, you take a minute to text Tyler, who is getting changed for his lunchtime run. He is very surprised to learn of Justin’s new role as inspector of your panties, but (as you predicted) he is quite thrilled at the idea.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you glance around nervously, then, with only a moment’s hesitation, you pull off your tank top. Then you change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you grit your teeth, then you get up and say, “Justin...?”

“Oh!” says Justin, jumping to his feet. “Awesome! Yes – let’s go to Bailey for your inspection! Ooh, and you’re topless! Are you going running afterwards?”

“No Justin, I’m going grocery shopping,” you reply sarcastically.

“LOL,” says Justin, and you smirk; Justin is the only person you know who actually says “LOL”.

The two of you walk to the conference room, enter, and shut the door behind you. Grinning, Justin says, “Okay! Well ... why don’t you take off your panties, and lie down on the table on your back?”

“Um, that’s not quite how Dieter does it,” you say. “Normally I just bend over his desk, and he pulls my panties down a bit.”

“Does it make much of a difference?” inquires Justin. “There’s not enough space on Dieter’s desk for you to lie down, otherwise I imagine he’d do it a little differently.”

“Perhaps,” you acknowledge with a shrug. “I suppose it doesn’t make all that much of a difference.” You take your shoes off, then you pull your panties down carefully, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you turn around and sit on the edge of the table, then you lie back, lifting your knees up into the air as your bare back hits the tabletop.

“Okay, now spread your legs,” says Justin excitedly.

You do so, feeling very embarrassed and self-conscious ... but also somewhat aroused. Yet another man is about to get his fingers in you ... and all because you ate some bad meat in Africa. Tyler does not yet know about this, but you imagine he will be excited to hear the news.

“Whoa – awesome!” says Justin, reacting with refreshing honesty at the sight of your naked pussy and vaginal opening. He reaches out and strokes your labia with his fingers. “Slimy!” he observes. “Is that from the worms?”

“Yeah,” you say, attempting to sound nonchalant. “They tend to exude a lot of slime – I guess it helps them swim more easily through my bowels, or something.”

Justin slides his fingertips down the groove between your labia, then he pushes two of them into your vagina. “Whoooooaaa,” he whispers in awe. “Oh ... I can feel worms. Let me get them out...”

He grasps one in his fingers, and pulls it out. Then he goes back for another, and then another. After the fifth worm, he says, “Well my fingers don’t reach all the way in, but I don’t think there are any more in there.”

You almost tell him that it really doesn’t matter, because in ten minutes’ time your vagina will be full of worms again, but you refrain, deciding instead to let him think he has done a good job. “Thanks Justin,” you say. “Don’t forget to estimate the number of worms in my panties.”

“Oh yes!” says Justin, withdrawing his fingers from your vagina. He peers down at your panties. “I don’t know – lots! Maybe a hundred or so?”

You climb off the table, step into your panties, and pull them up. “More like sixty or seventy,” you say. “It always looks like there are more than there really are – it’s because they’re so long, and tangled together.” You pick up a few escapees, and drop them back inside your panties. Then you put your shoes back on.

“I guess we’re done, then!” says Justin. “See you later.” He holds the door open for you, and you thank him as you exit the conference room ahead of him.

Returning to your desk, you take a minute to text Tyler, who is getting changed for his lunchtime run. He is very surprised to learn of Justin’s new role as inspector of your panties, but (as you predicted) he is quite thrilled at the idea.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. You tell him what just happened with Justin, and he bursts into delighted laughter. “Justin gets to inspect your panties and pull worms out of your vagina now?” he exclaims. “That’s awesome! He must be in seventh heaven!”

“No doubt,” you reply, rolling your eyes at Tyler’s reaction.

The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” pants Tyler. “Shall we go inside?”

You shiver, and nod. You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling very exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you walk to Dieter’s office, ignoring the scandalised mutterings you can hear being uttered by the sales staff.

Having submitted to yet another inspection and worm extraction, you decide to...

wait outside the shower room for Tyler to finish.

go to your desk while you wait for Tyler to finish.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy that your continued employment depends on letting Dieter finger you.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He pulls your buttocks apart, then he slides two fingers into your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out,” he says.

You feel utterly mortified as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out for a few moments, then he withdraws them, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.” He tugs your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “I’ll just check your vagina...” He slides two of his fingers inside you, making you gasp.

“Yup, definitely a few worms in here,” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply, feeling quite mortified.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Justin, you’re going to see them at lunchtime.”

“Oh, that’s true!” says Justin. “Well I suppose I can wait.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain. “About the same as last time, I’d guess,” he says.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“I guess so.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain. “About the same as last time, I’d guess,” he says.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and message Tyler to tell him that Cole fucked you again. He quickly replies, “Awesome – can’t beat a lunchtime quickie!”

You smirk, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “You’re looking very sexy, as always!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply warily.

You take off your tank top and shoes, then lower your worm-filled panties, while both men watch with big grins on their faces. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Sandesh meanwhile, squirts a generous mound of gel on to your breasts, which he then begins to squeeze and massage.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you, while Sandesh chuckles and pinches your nipples.

As the speed of Doctor Kapoor’s thrusting increases, your own arousal grows; you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sandesh can take care of it,” he says. “If you wouldn’t mind, Sandesh?” He withdraws his softening cock from your vagina.

Sandesh nods eagerly. “I’d be happy to!” He unzips his jeans, and takes out his long, thick erection. As the doctor steps aside and Sandesh moves into position, you brace yourself, but thanks to the combination of the gel and your worms’ slime, Sandesh’s cock slides into your anus with very little resistance.

As he fucks your rectum, you continue to rub your clitoris frantically, until you climax with a shudder and a series of ecstatic moans. Then Sandesh pulls out of your anus, plunges his cock into your vagina, and groans as he ejaculates copiously inside you.

As soon as Sandesh has pulled out, Doctor Kapoor pushes one speculum into your anus, and slides another into your vagina. Opening them up, he first peers into your rectum, then he looks inside your vagina. “Everything seems fine. Want me to fill your vagina back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply.

“Can I do it?” asks Sandesh.

Doctor Kapoor hesitates, and you get the impression he really wants to do it himself. As he looks at you thoughtfully, you say,

“I’d rather Doctor Kapoor do that, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind – Sandesh can do it if he wants.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you glance around nervously, then, with only a moment’s hesitation, you pull off your tank top. Then you change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain. “About the same as last time, I’d guess,” he says.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” pants Tyler. “Shall we go inside?”

You shiver, and nod. You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling very exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you walk back to Dieter’s office, ignoring the scandalised mutterings you can hear being uttered by the sales staff.

Having submitted to yet another inspection and worm extraction, you decide to...

wait outside the shower room for Tyler to finish.

go to your desk while you wait for Tyler to finish.

You walk to the shower room and wait with your arms folded across your chest. When Tyler emerges, you take your turn in the shower, washing the sweat from your body and cooling yourself off. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down. Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You go and sit down at your desk, feeling a little more comfortable there than hanging around outside the shower room. While you wait for Tyler to reappear, you get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina.

Justin is very happy to see that you are still topless; he gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

When Tyler comes down the aisle and sits down at his desk, you are in the middle of processing invoices. Nobody has yet complained about you sitting here topless,

but you don’t want to take any chances, so you get up and walk quickly to the shower room.

so you decide to stay at your desk for a while and keep working.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Sandesh looks a little disappointed, but he watches closely as his cousin fetches a handful of worms from your panties and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Thank you!” says Sandesh, laughing in delight. He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, then carefully feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor steps in and carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you both,” you say with a smile.

Doctor Kapoor brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with not one but two dripping wet cloths. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses both cloths against your chest, just above your breasts.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast with one cloth, and your right breast with the other. He begins to knead and squeeze them through the sodden material; you are not sure whether this is a particularly effective cleaning method, but Miguel seems very focused on his task.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you say reprovingly. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a lukewarm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Afterwards, you buy a microwave meal from a vending machine in the kitchen. You microwave it, then you return to your desk with it, and sit down.

Once you have eaten your lunch, you get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You continue to work for a while, but it is not long before you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch. You ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen, which he does. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a lukewarm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your top, your worm-filled panties, and your shoes.

Returning to your desk, you get back to work. Before long, however, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

You are still quite horny as a result of the worms squirming in your vagina,

but you are still unhappy that your continued employment depends on letting Dieter finger you.

so you are feeling a little playful.

“Let’s just get this over with, shall we?” you mutter in response. You walk over to Dieter’s desk, and bend over it. Then you grimace as Dieter pulls down your panties.

“Ugh!” he says, as he stares at your naked buttocks nestling in a sea of worms. “How disgusting.” He pulls your buttocks apart, then he slides two fingers into your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out,” he says.

You feel utterly mortified as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out for a few moments, then he withdraws them, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.” He tugs your panties back up.

You leave Dieter’s office without a word, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile, sitting down on the chair in the corner of the room. With your worms pressing hard against your pussy and buttocks, you lean back and spread your legs wide apart.

Dieter laughs, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hook your knees over the arms of the chair, and hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “I’ll just check your vagina...” He slides two of his fingers inside you, making you gasp.

“Yup, definitely a few worms in here,” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks,” you reply, feeling quite mortified.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties, his cheeks reddening. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Oh, still trying to get used to everyone staring at my worm-infested panties.” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“Wow,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Justin, you’re going to see them at lunchtime.”

“Oh, that’s true!” says Justin. “Well I suppose I can wait.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain. “About the same as last time, I’d guess,” he says.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“I guess so.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain. “About the same as last time, I’d guess,” he says.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and message Tyler to tell him that Cole fucked you again. He quickly replies, “Awesome – can’t beat a lunchtime quickie!”

You smirk, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “You’re looking very sexy, as always!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply warily.

You take off your tank top and shoes, then lower your worm-filled panties, while both men watch with big grins on their faces. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Sandesh meanwhile, squirts a generous mound of gel on to your breasts, which he then begins to squeeze and massage.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you, while Sandesh chuckles and pinches your nipples.

As the speed of Doctor Kapoor’s thrusting increases, your own arousal grows; you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sandesh can take care of it,” he says. “If you wouldn’t mind, Sandesh?” He withdraws his softening cock from your vagina.

Sandesh nods eagerly. “I’d be happy to!” He unzips his jeans, and takes out his long, thick erection. As the doctor steps aside and Sandesh moves into position, you brace yourself, but thanks to the combination of the gel and your worms’ slime, Sandesh’s cock slides into your anus with very little resistance.

As he fucks your rectum, you continue to rub your clitoris frantically, until you climax with a shudder and a series of ecstatic moans. Then Sandesh pulls out of your anus, plunges his cock into your vagina, and groans as he ejaculates copiously inside you.

As soon as Sandesh has pulled out, Doctor Kapoor pushes one speculum into your anus, and slides another into your vagina. Opening them up, he first peers into your rectum, then he looks inside your vagina. “Everything seems fine. Want me to fill your vagina back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply.

“Can I do it?” asks Sandesh.

Doctor Kapoor hesitates, and you get the impression he really wants to do it himself. As he looks at you thoughtfully, you say,

“I’d rather Doctor Kapoor do that, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind – Sandesh can do it if he wants.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you glance around nervously, then, with only a moment’s hesitation, you pull off your tank top. Then you change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain. “About the same as last time, I’d guess,” he says.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” pants Tyler. “Shall we go inside?”

You shiver, and nod. You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling very exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you walk back to Dieter’s office, ignoring the scandalised mutterings you can hear being uttered by the sales staff.

Having submitted to yet another inspection and worm extraction, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

When Tyler comes back and sits down at his desk, you are in the middle of processing invoices. Nobody has yet complained about you sitting here topless, so you decide to stay at your desk for a while and keep working.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch. You ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen, which he does. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Then Janine, passing by, gasps when she sees you. “Holy shit, Penny, are you planning to spend the rest of the day like that?”

With an embarrassed laugh, you fetch your tank top from your bag. “Sorry,” you say, “I was still hot from my run, and nobody was making a fuss about my toplessness. But I’m cooler now.” You put your top back on, and Janine continues on her way, shaking her head.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Sandesh looks a little disappointed, but he watches closely as his cousin fetches a handful of worms from your panties and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Thank you!” says Sandesh, laughing in delight. He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, then carefully feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor steps in and carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you both,” you say with a smile.

Doctor Kapoor brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another humiliating inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another humiliating inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with not one but two dripping wet cloths. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses both cloths against your chest, just above your breasts.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast with one cloth, and your right breast with the other. He begins to knead and squeeze them through the sodden material; you are not sure whether this is a particularly effective cleaning method, but Miguel seems very focused on his task.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you say reprovingly. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you have sex again before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

Thanks to the worms squirming in your vagina, you are still feeling very horny as you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

You purse your lips a little as Dieter pulls your panties down to your ankles, but your vagina is tingling in anticipation of being explored by his fingers.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” he says, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shudder as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a couple of minutes. Then he pulls his fingers out, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.”

You pull your panties back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile as you hook your knees over the arms of the chair.

Dieter grins, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “I’ll just check your vagina...” He slides two of his fingers inside you.

“I’ll just get these out,” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks!” you reply.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties. “How are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Justin, you’re going to see them at lunchtime.”

“True,” concedes Justin. “I suppose I can wait.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain. “About the same as last time, I’d guess,” he says.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“I guess so.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain. “About the same as last time, I’d guess,” he says.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and message Tyler to tell him that Cole fucked you again. He quickly replies, “Awesome – can’t beat a lunchtime quickie!”

You smirk, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “You’re looking very sexy, as always!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply warily.

You take off your tank top and shoes, then lower your worm-filled panties, while both men watch with big grins on their faces. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Sandesh meanwhile, squirts a generous mound of gel on to your breasts, which he then begins to squeeze and massage.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you, while Sandesh chuckles and pinches your nipples.

As the speed of Doctor Kapoor’s thrusting increases, your own arousal grows; you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sandesh can take care of it,” he says. “If you wouldn’t mind, Sandesh?” He withdraws his softening cock from your vagina.

Sandesh nods eagerly. “I’d be happy to!” He unzips his jeans, and takes out his long, thick erection. As the doctor steps aside and Sandesh moves into position, you brace yourself, but thanks to the combination of the gel and your worms’ slime, Sandesh’s cock slides into your anus with very little resistance.

As he fucks your rectum, you continue to rub your clitoris frantically, until you climax with a shudder and a series of ecstatic moans. Then Sandesh pulls out of your anus, plunges his cock into your vagina, and groans as he ejaculates copiously inside you.

As soon as Sandesh has pulled out, Doctor Kapoor pushes one speculum into your anus, and slides another into your vagina. Opening them up, he first peers into your rectum, then he looks inside your vagina. “Everything seems fine. Want me to fill your vagina back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply.

“Can I do it?” asks Sandesh.

Doctor Kapoor hesitates, and you get the impression he really wants to do it himself. As he looks at you thoughtfully, you say,

“I’d rather Doctor Kapoor do that, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind – Sandesh can do it if he wants.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you pull off your tank top, then change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain. “About the same as last time, I’d guess,” he says.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling quite excited to be so exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you walk to Dieter’s office, ignoring the scandalised mutterings you can hear being uttered by the sales staff.

Having submitted to yet another inspection and worm extraction, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

When Tyler comes back and sits down at his desk, you are in the middle of processing invoices, so you decide to stay at your desk for a while and keep working.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

Walking through the building in just your panties and shoes, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Sandesh looks a little disappointed, but he watches closely as his cousin fetches a handful of worms from your panties and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Thank you!” says Sandesh, laughing in delight. He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, then carefully feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor steps in and carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you both,” you say with a smile.

Doctor Kapoor brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

Bangkok Kitchen?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you park outside the Thai restaurant next to Tyler’s car. The two of you head inside where, unfortunately, May takes one look at you and tells you that you cannot dine there in your current state of undress.

Disappointed, you leave the restaurant. “We really must find another place to eat,” says Tyler. “Paquita’s is fun, but even I get tired of Mexican food sometimes.”

“If you can think of another place that would let me in like this,” you say, “I’m all ears.”

“Hmm,” says Tyler. “Well ... would you like to meet my dad?”

You stare at him in surprise. “I thought he lived in San Diego?”

“He moves around a lot,” explains Tyler. “I never know where he is half the time. Anyway he called me this afternoon to say he’s been living here for the past month! He’s renting an apartment downtown, and he finally decided to let me know.”

“Wow,” you say. “It’s so touching how close you two are.”

Tyler snorts. “He’s a jerk,” he says. “But it would be kinda nice to show you off to him.”

You smirk. “So you don’t want me putting on a skirt, then?”

“Nope!” says Tyler with a grin. “I like your panties uncovered.”

You shrug. “I’m happy to meet him,” you say. “He cooks, right?”

“Yeah, he’s run a couple of restaurants,” says Tyler. “Standard American fare, nothing special. Right now he’s doing contracting jobs, though – carpentry and painting, mostly. Says he wants to open up a diner here eventually.”

“What’s his name again?” you ask.

“Darryl,” says Tyler. “Wanna follow me?”

“Sure,” you reply.

Ten minutes later, you park your car in a garage near Darryl’s apartment building. Tyler has parked nearby, and you accompany him to Darryl’s third-floor apartment. Tyler rings the bell, and you wait, feeling slightly nervous.

“Tyler!” says the fifty-ish, balding yet still quite good-looking man who opens the door. “And you must be Penny. Yowza – uh, why don’t you both come in?”

You follow Tyler in, and look around. The apartment is cluttered and untidy, with several cardboard boxes stacked against the wall. “Sorry about the mess,” Darryl apologises. “I’ve got more stuff than space right now.” He looks at you curiously. “Do you normally dress like that, Penny?”

“I’m required to, at work,” you explain, “and I’ve sort of got used to it. But I should tell you something about myself...”

“Penny’s infected with parasitic worms,” Tyler chimes in. “They keep coming out of her ass. Why don’t you show him, Penny?”

You turn around, a little shyly, and present your panty-bulge to Darryl. “My panties are full of them,” you say sheepishly.

Darryl stares at your panties. “Are you serious?” he inquires.

Tyler pulls out the waistband, so his father can peer inside. “See for yourself.”

“That’s ... incredible!” says Darryl, astonished. “And you just ... walk around like that?”

“Yup,” you admit. “They won’t let me dump the worms into the toilet while I’m at work, because sometimes they come back up. So I have to stay like this all day, pretty much. I don’t mind, though – I’ve gotten quite used to having worms in my panties.”

“Extraordinary!” says Darryl. “Well, you’re welcome to empty them out in my toilet if you like.”

“Thanks,” you reply, “but I’m fine staying like this for now. I’ll get rid of them later, at home.”

“Suit yourself,” says Darryl. “Anyway, make yourselves comfortable, and I’ll whip us up something to eat. If I’d known you were coming a little sooner, I’d have done something more ambitious, but never mind.”

Dinner, when it arrives, is delicious, and Darryl is a charismatic and entertaining host. The three of you eat at a small dining table, and you get to know Darryl a bit, while he and Tyler catch up on each other’s news.

“How’s your mom?” Darryl asks Tyler.

“Still living with Cyrus in Seattle,” says Tyler. “I call her once a week. She’s doing well – works at an insurance company.”

“Good, good,” says Darryl.

The three of you continue to talk throughout dinner and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler says, “Well, Penny and I had better get home. Work tomorrow.”

“Of course,” says Darryl. “Well, thanks for coming to dinner – feel free to come back and see me anytime. It’s been awesome meeting you, Penny. Tyler’s a lucky guy.”

“Thank you!” you reply with a smile. “I’ve enjoyed meeting you, too.”

As you get up, you collect up a couple of handfuls of escaped worms, and drop them back inside your panties, only to lose more through the leg-holes. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “I think my panties have run out of room.”

“I’ll get you a bag,” says Darryl. He fetches a zip-lock bag, which you fill with fifty worms or so. This keeps the worm population in your panties at a manageable level.

Then you and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you strip each other naked and have sex. Afterwards, you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, and thankfully Miguel does not spill your wine. When he comes to collect your plates, however, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It bounces off your shoulder, scattering salsa over your chest.

“Good grief, Miguel,” you chide him gently, with an amused smile. “I swear, you keep getting clumsier!”

“I’m so sorry,” says Miguel. “I’ll fetch a damp cloth.” He hurries off to the kitchen.

Tyler chuckles. “Well I need to use the restroom,” he says. “Back in a bit.”

He disappears into the restroom just as Miguel returns with not one but two dripping wet cloths. “Here, I’ll just clean that up,” he says, and he presses both cloths against your chest, just above your breasts.

As he thoroughly cleans the material, it quickly becomes soaked through, turning semi-transparent and clinging to your breasts. “Make sure you get all the salsa out,” you tell him. “I like this top.”

Miguel nods, and continues his work, cupping your left breast with one cloth, and your right breast with the other. He begins to knead and squeeze them through the sodden material; you are not sure whether this is a particularly effective cleaning method, but Miguel seems very focused on his task.

At this point Tyler returns. “Jeez Miguel!” he says. “You’re groping my girlfriend again??”

“Tyler!” you say reprovingly. “The salsa was all over my chest – he’s just being thorough.”

“Well thank you Miguel, we’ll finish the job ourselves,” says Tyler, frowning at the waiter.

“Of course,” says Miguel, nodding. He turns and hurries back to the kitchen, as Tyler chuckles quietly.

You giggle. “That was fun,” you say, examining your top. You can see no trace of the salsa.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Then Janine, passing by, says, “Jeez, Penny!”

With an embarrassed laugh, you fetch your tank top from your bag. “Sorry,” you say, putting your top back on. Janine continues on her way, shaking her head.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly as you look back at him over your shoulder.

Tyler grins at your bulging panties. “Very nice!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says, licking his lips in anticipation.

Thanks to the worms squirming in your vagina, you are still feeling very horny as you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

You purse your lips a little as Dieter pulls your panties down to your ankles, but your vagina is tingling in anticipation of being explored by his fingers.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” he says, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shudder as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a couple of minutes. Then he pulls his fingers out, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.”

You pull your panties back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Good morning Dieter!” you say with a smile as you hook your knees over the arms of the chair.

Dieter grins, and crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your panties. “Let me just check on your worm situation...” He reaches out and pulls your panties to one side, exposing your pussy and a bunch of pale, writhing worms. “Ugh – how disgusting,” he says with a smirk. “Lift yourself up a bit.”

Feeling very exposed, with Dieter’s face mere inches from your uncovered pussy, you hoist your bottom a few inches off the seat. In this position, your panties are still touching the upholstery, weighed down by all of the worms, and Dieter peers inside in fascination. “So many worms!” he remarks. “I’ll just check your vagina...” He slides two of his fingers inside you.

“I’ll just get these out,” says Dieter, feeling around inside you. He grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks!” you reply.

You get up from the chair, leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, acutely aware of your exposed, bulging panties as you pass through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, glancing at your panties. “How are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as he stares at your panties. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Justin, you’re going to see them at lunchtime.”

“True,” concedes Justin. “I suppose I can wait.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, and slides a finger into your worm-filled vagina. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain. “About the same as last time, I’d guess,” he says.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Come on in,” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“I guess so.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain. “About the same as last time, I’d guess,” he says.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts, and begins finger-fucking you in earnest, causing you to utter little moans of pleasure. Glancing over at Justin, you see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and message Tyler to tell him that Cole fucked you again. He quickly replies, “Awesome – can’t beat a lunchtime quickie!”

You smirk, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to his original exam room. “You’re looking very sexy, as always!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply warily.

You take off your tank top and shoes, then lower your worm-filled panties, while both men watch with big grins on their faces. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Sandesh meanwhile, squirts a generous mound of gel on to your breasts, which he then begins to squeeze and massage.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you, while Sandesh chuckles and pinches your nipples.

As the speed of Doctor Kapoor’s thrusting increases, your own arousal grows; you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours.

“Oh Doctor Kapoor,” you sigh. “What about my butt?”

“Sandesh can take care of it,” he says. “If you wouldn’t mind, Sandesh?” He withdraws his softening cock from your vagina.

Sandesh nods eagerly. “I’d be happy to!” He unzips his jeans, and takes out his long, thick erection. As the doctor steps aside and Sandesh moves into position, you brace yourself, but thanks to the combination of the gel and your worms’ slime, Sandesh’s cock slides into your anus with very little resistance.

As he fucks your rectum, you continue to rub your clitoris frantically, until you climax with a shudder and a series of ecstatic moans. Then Sandesh pulls out of your anus, plunges his cock into your vagina, and groans as he ejaculates copiously inside you.

As soon as Sandesh has pulled out, Doctor Kapoor pushes one speculum into your anus, and slides another into your vagina. Opening them up, he first peers into your rectum, then he looks inside your vagina. “Everything seems fine. Want me to fill your vagina back up?”

“Yes please,” you reply.

“Can I do it?” asks Sandesh.

Doctor Kapoor hesitates, and you get the impression he really wants to do it himself. As he looks at you thoughtfully, you say,

“I’d rather Doctor Kapoor do that, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind – Sandesh can do it if he wants.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you pull off your tank top, then change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain. “About the same as last time, I’d guess,” he says.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are feeling quite pleased with yourself.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling quite excited to be so exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you walk to Dieter’s office, ignoring the scandalised mutterings you can hear being uttered by the sales staff.

Having submitted to yet another inspection and worm extraction, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

When Tyler comes back and sits down at his desk, you are in the middle of processing invoices, so you decide to stay at your desk for a while and keep working.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

Walking through the building in just your panties and shoes, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies. “Panties getting crowded?”

You stand up, so he can see the back of your panties. “Just a bit.”

Tyler laughs. “That’s a lot of worms!” he says.

You nod, and sit back down as Tyler returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and his jaw drops. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Sandesh looks a little disappointed, but he watches closely as his cousin fetches a handful of worms from your panties and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Thank you!” says Sandesh, laughing in delight. He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, then carefully feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor steps in and carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you both,” you say with a smile.

Doctor Kapoor brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where some of the other attendees stare at your bulging panties, but say nothing. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Ryan enters, and the meeting begins. As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up and change into something even more skimpy.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow, Penny, I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to how you dress.”

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your chest and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you collect up a couple of handfuls of escaped worms, and drop them back inside your panties, only to lose more through the leg-holes. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “My panties have run out of room again.”

“I’ll get you a bag,” says Darryl. He fetches a zip-lock bag, which you fill with a few dozen worms. This keeps the population in your panties at a manageable level.

Then you and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you strip each other naked and have sex. Afterwards, you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel looks ecstatic to see you wearing only a tank top, panties and shoes, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. Then, as you are sitting down, he cringes as he notices the enormous bulge in your panties. “Just try to keep them contained, please!” he begs you in a whisper.

You nod, and thank him. The meal is nice, as usual, but you warily eye the salsa dish that Miguel sets on the table; it is much larger than usual, and contains at least three times as much salsa as you could possibly need.

When Miguel comes to collect your plates, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It flips upside down, dumping its entire contents over your chest.

“Good heavens, Miguel!” you exclaim.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “I ... I don’t think a cloth will help much – I should take your top back to the kitchen and wash it.”

“You can’t expect her to sit out here topless!” Tyler objects. “Honey, you should probably go back to the kitchen with Miguel, and take off your top there.”

“I’ll have to go past a bunch of people,” you say nervously, looking at several occupied tables.

“I’ll shield you,” says Miguel, unfolding a spare napkin with a flourish.

You carefully get up, and walk quickly to the kitchen while Miguel shields your panties from view with the napkin. Several people watch this performance with puzzled looks, but nobody says anything.

In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you in astonishment as Miguel leads you to a large pantry. “You can wait in here,” he says. “Now hand me your top, and I’ll wash it for you.”

You remove your tank top, taking care not to get any salsa on your hair, and hand it to Miguel, who grins happily at your naked breasts. “You still have some salsa on your chest,” he remarks. “I’ll be back in a moment with a cloth.”

He leaves the pantry with your top, and returns a moment later, without your top but with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thank you,” you say. “Please don’t forget about my top, though. Is someone else washing it?”

“No, I left it to soak for a few minutes,” says Miguel, running his thumb over your nipple.

“Ah, okay,” you say, and you continue to let Miguel wash your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness.

“I’ll go and see to your top,” he says eventually; he lets go of your breasts and leaves the room.

When he returns, he hands you your top, which is soaking wet. “Goodness, Miguel, couldn’t you have wrung it out?” you mutter, as you put it on. It clings to your torso, moulding itself to your contours, its material semi-sheer.

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

Tyler almost chokes when he sees your top. “Nice!” he gasps, ogling your very visible nipples. “You should wear sheer tops more often – they look great on you!”

You chuckle as you sit down. “Feel free to buy me some,” you tell him.

“I will!” he says. “The mall’s still open – we can swing by on the way home.”

“Seriously?” you inquire. “I won’t be able to go in there like this, you know.”

“Oh,” says Tyler. “All right then – I’ll go on my own. I know your size. Trust me!”

You smirk. “Fine,” you say. “But if I don’t like them, I reserve the right not to wear them.”

“And if you do like them?” asks Tyler. “Will you wear them to work?”

“Sure,” you say, smiling. “Most people have seen my boobs anyway – a sheer top won’t be all that shocking.”

“Awesome!” says Tyler. “I’ll get five, one for each day of the week. All different colours.”

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see your panties well enough to kick up a fuss about them.

Leaving the restaurant, you drive back to your house, and wait for Tyler. He arrives back about forty minutes later, and proudly shows you his purchases.

“I thought about getting different colours,” he says, “but damn it, I couldn’t help thinking how sexy you would look in the white!”

“You bought me five identical sheer white tank tops?” you ask him, feeling a little disappointed.

“Not identical!” he says. “Here, look.” He spreads them out. “This one has a bit of lace on it, and a nice deep neckline. This one’s loose and flowy. This one’s all clingy – should hug your breasts nicely. This one’s a bit shorter – it’ll show off your sexy midriff. And this one’s got spaghetti straps, and is a little bit less sheer, but still super-sexy!” He beams. “A sheer white tank top for every occasion!”

You laugh. “Actually Tyler, you did quite well. I do like these. Fine! I’ll try wearing them at work. Starting with the clingy one, I think.”

“Awesome!” says Tyler excitedly. He kisses you on the lips ... and pretty soon you are in bed together, having sex.

Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently. Tyler is highly amused by this.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Then Janine, passing by, says, “Jeez, Penny!”

With an embarrassed laugh, you fetch your tank top from your bag. “Sorry,” you say, putting your top back on. Janine continues on her way, shaking her head.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on your new clingy, sheer white tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly.

Tyler grins at your highly visible breasts. “Gorgeous!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “I love the new outfit!”

“It’s not too revealing, is it?” you ask anxiously. “I don’t want to get into trouble. I realised this morning that all my non-sheer tank tops are in the wash, and I figured, well, most people at the office have seen my boobs by now anyway...”

Dieter nods. “It’ll be fine,” he says. “Don’t worry about it. Now, let’s get on with the inspection.”

Thanks to the worms squirming in your vagina, you are still feeling very horny, and looking forward to your first fingering of the day. You pull your panties down, step out of them, and...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a couple of minutes. Then he pulls his fingers out, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.”

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk, where Janine and Ford immediately notice your new top.

“You’re crazy!” says Janine. “Are you trying to get fired?”

“Surely this isn’t some new requirement of Dieter’s?” asks Ford, alarmed.

“Tyler bought me some new tops,” you explain, your cheeks reddening. “I don’t think he realised quite how see-through they would turn out to be. Of course, he loves them.”

“Whoa!” says Justin, coming over to look. “You have more like this?”

“A few,” you say. “I guess I’ll find out soon enough whether I can get away with wearing them.”

“Good luck!” says Justin.

“You’ll need it,” remarks Janine wryly.

“Thanks,” you say.

Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“My goodness, that’s a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks!” you reply, a little breathlessly.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk, where Janine and Ford immediately notice your new top.

“You’re crazy!” says Janine. “Are you trying to get fired?”

“Surely this isn’t some new requirement of Dieter’s?” asks Ford, alarmed.

“Tyler bought me some new tops,” you explain, your cheeks reddening. “I don’t think he realised quite how see-through they would turn out to be. Of course, he loves them.”

“Whoa!” says Justin, coming over to look. “You have more like this?”

“A few,” you say. “I guess I’ll find out soon enough whether I can get away with wearing them.”

“Good luck!” says Justin.

“You’ll need it,” remarks Janine wryly.

“Thanks,” you say.

Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, his eyes widening as he notices your chest. “Wow ... um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply. “A little worried about getting into trouble for my outfit...”

Ford nods. “Hopefully if you do, it’ll just be a minor wrist-slap,” he says. “I can’t imagine they’d fire you on the spot or anything.”

“Let’s hope you’re right!” you say.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Justin, you’re going to see them at lunchtime.”

“True,” concedes Justin.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, mentally estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Wow,” he says. “I love that top! Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then Cole orders your food, and you wait a little nervously. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

Justin withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was crazy!”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to the exam room. “Oh, a new top! Very nice! Very nice! I can totally see your breasts.”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply.

You take off your tank top and shoes, then lower your worm-filled panties, while both men watch with big grins on their faces. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Sandesh meanwhile, squirts a generous mound of gel on to your breasts, which he then begins to squeeze and massage.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you, while Sandesh chuckles and pinches your nipples.

As the speed of Doctor Kapoor’s thrusting increases, your own arousal grows; you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours. After a short rest, he withdraws his softening cock from your vagina, and steps aside.

Sandesh now takes over. “My turn!” he says happily. He unzips his jeans, and takes out his long, thick erection. Thanks to the combination of the gel and your worms’ slime, his cock slides into your anus with very little resistance.

As he fucks your rectum, you continue to rub your clitoris frantically, until you climax with a shudder and a series of ecstatic moans. Then Sandesh pulls out of your anus, plunges his cock into your vagina, and groans as he ejaculates copiously inside you.

As soon as Sandesh has pulled out, Doctor Kapoor pushes one speculum into your anus, and slides another into your vagina. Opening them up, he first peers into your rectum, then he looks inside your vagina. “Everything seems fine,” he says.

“Can I put some worms in her?” asks Sandesh.

Doctor Kapoor hesitates, and you get the impression he really wants to do this himself. As he looks at you thoughtfully, you say,

“I’d rather Doctor Kapoor do that, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind – Sandesh can do it if he wants.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you pull off your tank top, then change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling quite excited to be so exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you walk to Dieter’s office, ignoring the scandalised mutterings you can hear being uttered by the sales staff.

Having submitted to yet another inspection and worm extraction, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

When Tyler comes back and sits down at his desk, you are in the middle of processing invoices, so you decide to stay at your desk for a while and keep working.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

Walking through the building in just your panties and shoes, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Sandesh looks a little disappointed, but he watches closely as his cousin fetches a handful of worms from your panties and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Thank you!” says Sandesh, laughing in delight. He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, then carefully feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor steps in and carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you both,” you say with a smile.

Doctor Kapoor brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where your barely-there top immediately attracts attention. “This is a step too far, Penny,” Cliff warns you.

Ryan enters, and he stops in surprise as he sees you. “Hello Penny,” he says.

“Hi Ryan,” you reply.

He sits down at the head of the table. Wondering if he is going to ignore your top completely, you sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Kisha looks as if she badly wants to say something, but Ryan forestalls her. “It seems Penny’s outfit has taken a turn for the skimpier,” he says, “and there’s no point in ignoring that fact. I think Kisha would burst a blood vessel if I tried.”

“There can’t possibly be a valid reason for it,” says Kisha indignantly. “It’s just plain exhibitionism!”

“It may well be,” says Ryan. “What do you have to say on the subject, Penny?”

“I do like to show myself off,” you admit. “I wasn’t much of an exhibitionist before ... but I’ve certainly become one.”

“Before ... the worms?” asks Ryan.

You nod, feeling rather embarrassed, yet wanting Ryan to understand. “The worms have definitely changed my life,” you explain. “They’re impossible to ignore. They’re always there, always wriggling, keeping me ... stimulated. Constantly. There’s no let-up.”

“Obviously it was a mistake to require Penny to keep her worms in her panties,” says Kisha. “If she’s horny all the time, then she can’t even concentrate on her job – and that’s bad for the company.”

“Has my work suffered?” you inquire, looking at Dieter, then at Ryan.

“No indeed,” says Dieter, “I have no complaints about Penny’s work – it is consistently excellent.”

“I work very hard not to let my, um, horniness affect the quality of my work,” you say earnestly.

“This has always been my impression,” says Ryan. “And yet we continually find ourselves having to discuss your clothing.”

“Because we have a dress code, Ryan!” exclaims Kisha. “For very good reasons, we have a dress code at this company, but we might as well not have one at all if you’re not prepared to enforce it!”

“In Penny’s case, that ship sailed a while ago,” says Ryan. “Penny has a standing de facto exemption to the dress code, and it would be disingenuous to discipline her for an infraction now. Tell me, Kisha, how does the company suffer if Penny wears a sheer top?”

“Everyone can see her nipples!” says Kisha, exasperated. “How will our male employees get any work done if they keep seeing Penny’s nipples! They’ll be...”

“Horny?” says Ryan. “Visually stimulated? Kisha, we’ve just heard that Penny manages to do her work just fine despite the fact that her genitals are receiving constant, direct stimulation all day, every day. Yet you’re telling me that the occasional sight of Penny’s nipples will lead the men around her to falter at their jobs?”

“It might!” counters Kisha obstinately. “It’s to Penny’s credit that she can work while horny, but not everyone can!”

“How do you know?” asks Ryan. “Whom are you speaking for, exactly?”

Kisha shrugs, lost for words. “It’s just common sense!” she manages eventually.

“We can address any performance issues as and when they occur,” says Ryan. “How many people can see your chest when you are working at your desk, Penny?”

“Um, none?” says Penny. “Unless they come over to talk to me.”

“And how much of your workday do you spend sitting at your desk?” asks Ryan.

“Almost all of it,” you reply. “Unless I come here for this meeting.”

“Is this then, perhaps, a non-issue?” suggests Ryan. “Dieter, the people located closest to Penny are all in your team – have you noticed any drops in work quality from any of them?”

“Not at all,” says Dieter. “You quickly get used to what is around you all the time, yes? Penny’s microskirt caused a stir for maybe ten minutes, then it was back to work as usual. Same with the visible panties, and the visible nipples. The novelty wears off.”

Ryan nods. “Then we’ll say no more. God knows we’ve spent enough time on the subject.”

“Fine,” says Kisha sullenly, and you try not to meet her glare as the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow, Penny, that’s some outfit!”

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your chest and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you collect up a couple of handfuls of escaped worms, and drop them back inside your panties, only to lose more through the leg-holes. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “My panties have run out of room again.”

“I’ll get you a bag,” says Darryl. He fetches a zip-lock bag, which you fill with a few dozen worms. This keeps the population in your panties at a manageable level.

Then you and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you strip each other naked and have sex. Afterwards, you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted by your top, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. As you are sitting down, he shudders at the enormous bulge in your panties, but says nothing.

The meal is nice, as usual, but you warily eye the large salsa dish that Miguel sets on the table; it contains at least three times as much salsa as you could possibly need.

When Miguel comes to collect your plates, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It flips upside down, dumping its entire contents over your chest.

“Really, Miguel?” you exclaim.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “We’d better take care of your top in the kitchen. I’ll shield you.” He unfolds a spare napkin with a flourish.

“You’d better go with him,” says Tyler.

You sigh, and nod. Then you carefully get up, and walk quickly to the kitchen while Miguel shields your panties from view with the napkin. Several people watch with puzzled looks, but nobody says anything.

In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Okay, hand me your top,” he says, “and I’ll wash it for you.”

You remove your tank top carefully, and hand it to Miguel, who grins happily at your naked breasts. “You still have some salsa on your chest,” he remarks. “I’ll be back in a moment with a cloth.”

He leaves the pantry with your top, and returns a moment later, without your top but with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“I’ll go and see to your top,” he says eventually; he lets go of your breasts and leaves the room.

When he returns, he hands you your top, which is dripping wet. “Ugh, it’s soaking!” you mutter, as you put it on. It moulds itself to your torso like a near-invisible second skin.

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

Tyler almost chokes when he sees your top. “Nice!” he says, ogling your breasts appreciatively.

You chuckle as you sit down. “Glad you approve,” you murmur.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see you well enough to kick up a fuss about your appearance.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Then Janine, passing by, says, “Jeez, Penny!”

With an embarrassed laugh, you fetch your tank top from your bag. “Sorry,” you say, putting your top back on. Janine continues on her way, shaking her head.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a sheer white tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly.

Tyler grins at your highly visible breasts. “Gorgeous!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Thanks to the worms squirming in your vagina, you are still feeling very horny, and looking forward to your first fingering of the day. You pull your panties down, step out of them, and...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a couple of minutes. Then he pulls his fingers out, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.”

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“My goodness, that’s a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks!” you reply, a little breathlessly.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Justin, you’re going to see them at lunchtime.”

“True,” concedes Justin.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, mentally estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice top!” he says. “Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

Justin withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to the exam room. “I love your top today – very nice!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply.

You take off your tank top and shoes, then lower your worm-filled panties, while both men watch with big grins on their faces. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Sandesh meanwhile, squirts a generous mound of gel on to your breasts, which he then begins to squeeze and massage.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you, while Sandesh chuckles and pinches your nipples.

As the speed of Doctor Kapoor’s thrusting increases, your own arousal grows; you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours. After a short rest, he withdraws his softening cock from your vagina, and steps aside.

Sandesh now takes over. “My turn!” he says happily. He unzips his jeans, and takes out his long, thick erection. Thanks to the combination of the gel and your worms’ slime, his cock slides into your anus with very little resistance.

As he fucks your rectum, you continue to rub your clitoris frantically, until you climax with a shudder and a series of ecstatic moans. Then Sandesh pulls out of your anus, plunges his cock into your vagina, and groans as he ejaculates copiously inside you.

As soon as Sandesh has pulled out, Doctor Kapoor pushes one speculum into your anus, and slides another into your vagina. Opening them up, he first peers into your rectum, then he looks inside your vagina. “Everything seems fine,” he says.

“Can I put some worms in her?” asks Sandesh.

Doctor Kapoor hesitates, and you get the impression he really wants to do this himself. As he looks at you thoughtfully, you say,

“I’d rather Doctor Kapoor do that, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind – Sandesh can do it if he wants.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you pull off your tank top, then change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling quite excited to be so exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you walk to Dieter’s office, ignoring the scandalised mutterings you can hear being uttered by the sales staff.

Having submitted to yet another inspection and worm extraction, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

When Tyler comes back and sits down at his desk, you are in the middle of processing invoices, so you decide to stay at your desk for a while and keep working.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

Walking through the building in just your panties and shoes, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Sandesh looks a little disappointed, but he watches closely as his cousin fetches a handful of worms from your panties and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Thank you!” says Sandesh, laughing in delight. He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, then carefully feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor steps in and carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you both,” you say with a smile.

Doctor Kapoor brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where your barely-there top immediately attracts attention. “This is a step too far, Penny,” Cliff warns you.

Ryan enters, and he stops in surprise as he sees you. “Hello Penny,” he says.

“Hi Ryan,” you reply.

He sits down at the head of the table. Wondering if he is going to ignore your top completely, you sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms.

Kisha looks as if she badly wants to say something, but Ryan forestalls her. “It seems Penny’s outfit has taken a turn for the skimpier,” he says, “and there’s no point in ignoring that fact. I think Kisha would burst a blood vessel if I tried.”

“There can’t possibly be a valid reason for it,” says Kisha indignantly. “It’s just plain exhibitionism!”

“It may well be,” says Ryan. “What do you have to say on the subject, Penny?”

“I do like to show myself off,” you admit. “I wasn’t much of an exhibitionist before ... but I’ve certainly become one.”

“Before ... the worms?” asks Ryan.

You nod, feeling rather embarrassed, yet wanting Ryan to understand. “The worms have definitely changed my life,” you explain. “They’re impossible to ignore. They’re always there, always wriggling, keeping me ... stimulated. Constantly. There’s no let-up.”

“Obviously it was a mistake to require Penny to keep her worms in her panties,” says Kisha. “If she’s horny all the time, then she can’t even concentrate on her job – and that’s bad for the company.”

“Has my work suffered?” you inquire, looking at Dieter, then at Ryan.

“No indeed,” says Dieter, “I have no complaints about Penny’s work – it is consistently excellent.”

“I work very hard not to let my, um, horniness affect the quality of my work,” you say earnestly.

“This has always been my impression,” says Ryan. “And yet we continually find ourselves having to discuss your clothing.”

“Because we have a dress code, Ryan!” exclaims Kisha. “For very good reasons, we have a dress code at this company, but we might as well not have one at all if you’re not prepared to enforce it!”

“In Penny’s case, that ship sailed a while ago,” says Ryan. “Penny has a standing de facto exemption to the dress code, and it would be disingenuous to discipline her for an infraction now. Tell me, Kisha, how does the company suffer if Penny wears a sheer top?”

“Everyone can see her nipples!” says Kisha, exasperated. “How will our male employees get any work done if they keep seeing Penny’s nipples! They’ll be...”

“Horny?” says Ryan. “Visually stimulated? Kisha, we’ve just heard that Penny manages to do her work just fine despite the fact that her genitals are receiving constant, direct stimulation all day, every day. Yet you’re telling me that the occasional sight of Penny’s nipples will lead the men around her to falter at their jobs?”

“It might!” counters Kisha obstinately. “It’s to Penny’s credit that she can work while horny, but not everyone can!”

“How do you know?” asks Ryan. “Whom are you speaking for, exactly?”

Kisha shrugs, lost for words. “It’s just common sense!” she manages eventually.

“We can address any performance issues as and when they occur,” says Ryan. “How many people can see your chest when you are working at your desk, Penny?”

“Um, none?” says Penny. “Unless they come over to talk to me.”

“And how much of your workday do you spend sitting at your desk?” asks Ryan.

“Almost all of it,” you reply. “Unless I come here for this meeting.”

“Is this then, perhaps, a non-issue?” suggests Ryan. “Dieter, the people located closest to Penny are all in your team – have you noticed any drops in work quality from any of them?”

“Not at all,” says Dieter. “You quickly get used to what is around you all the time, yes? Penny’s microskirt caused a stir for maybe ten minutes, then it was back to work as usual. Same with the visible panties, and the visible nipples. The novelty wears off.”

Ryan nods. “Then we’ll say no more. God knows we’ve spent enough time on the subject.”

“Fine,” says Kisha sullenly, and you try not to meet her glare as the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow – I love your outfit, Penny!”

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your chest and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you collect up a couple of handfuls of escaped worms, and drop them back inside your panties, only to lose more through the leg-holes. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “My panties have run out of room again.”

“I’ll get you a bag,” says Darryl. He fetches a zip-lock bag, which you fill with a few dozen worms. This keeps the population in your panties at a manageable level.

Then you and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you strip each other naked and have sex. Afterwards, you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted by your top, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. As you are sitting down, he shudders at the enormous bulge in your panties, but says nothing.

The meal is nice, as usual, but you warily eye the large salsa dish that Miguel sets on the table; it contains at least three times as much salsa as you could possibly need.

When Miguel comes to collect your plates, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It flips upside down, dumping its entire contents over your chest.

“Really, Miguel?” you exclaim.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “We’d better take care of your top in the kitchen. I’ll shield you.” He unfolds a spare napkin with a flourish.

“You’d better go with him,” says Tyler.

You sigh, and nod. Then you carefully get up, and walk quickly to the kitchen while Miguel shields your panties from view with the napkin. Several people watch with puzzled looks, but nobody says anything.

In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Okay, hand me your top,” he says, “and I’ll wash it for you.”

You remove your tank top carefully, and hand it to Miguel, who grins happily at your naked breasts. “You still have some salsa on your chest,” he remarks. “I’ll be back in a moment with a cloth.”

He leaves the pantry with your top, and returns a moment later, without your top but with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“I’ll go and see to your top,” he says eventually; he lets go of your breasts and leaves the room.

When he returns, he hands you your top, which is dripping wet. “Ugh, it’s soaking!” you mutter, as you put it on. It moulds itself to your torso like a near-invisible second skin.

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

Tyler almost chokes when he sees your top. “Nice!” he says, ogling your breasts appreciatively.

You chuckle as you sit down. “Glad you approve,” you murmur.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see you well enough to kick up a fuss about your appearance.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Then Janine, passing by, says, “Jeez, Penny!”

With an embarrassed laugh, you fetch your tank top from your bag. “Sorry,” you say, putting your top back on. Janine continues on her way, shaking her head.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a sheer white tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly.

Tyler grins at your highly visible breasts. “Gorgeous!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Thanks to the worms squirming in your vagina, you are still feeling very horny, and looking forward to your first fingering of the day. You pull your panties down, step out of them, and...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a couple of minutes. Then he pulls his fingers out, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.”

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“My goodness, that’s a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks!” you reply, a little breathlessly.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

chat with Janine?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Justin, you’re going to see them at lunchtime.”

“True,” concedes Justin.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, mentally estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice top!” he says. “Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

Justin withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to the exam room. “I love your top today – very nice!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply.

You take off your tank top and shoes, then lower your worm-filled panties, while both men watch with big grins on their faces. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Sandesh meanwhile, squirts a generous mound of gel on to your breasts, which he then begins to squeeze and massage.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you, while Sandesh chuckles and pinches your nipples.

As the speed of Doctor Kapoor’s thrusting increases, your own arousal grows; you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours. After a short rest, he withdraws his softening cock from your vagina, and steps aside.

Sandesh now takes over. “My turn!” he says happily. He unzips his jeans, and takes out his long, thick erection. Thanks to the combination of the gel and your worms’ slime, his cock slides into your anus with very little resistance.

As he fucks your rectum, you continue to rub your clitoris frantically, until you climax with a shudder and a series of ecstatic moans. Then Sandesh pulls out of your anus, plunges his cock into your vagina, and groans as he ejaculates copiously inside you.

As soon as Sandesh has pulled out, Doctor Kapoor pushes one speculum into your anus, and slides another into your vagina. Opening them up, he first peers into your rectum, then he looks inside your vagina. “Everything seems fine,” he says.

“Can I put some worms in her?” asks Sandesh.

Doctor Kapoor hesitates, and you get the impression he really wants to do this himself. As he looks at you thoughtfully, you say,

“I’d rather Doctor Kapoor do that, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind – Sandesh can do it if he wants.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you pull off your tank top, then change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling quite excited to be so exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you walk to Dieter’s office, ignoring the scandalised mutterings you can hear being uttered by the sales staff.

Having submitted to yet another inspection and worm extraction, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

When Tyler comes back and sits down at his desk, you are in the middle of processing invoices, so you decide to stay at your desk for a while and keep working.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

Walking through the building in just your panties and shoes, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Sandesh looks a little disappointed, but he watches closely as his cousin fetches a handful of worms from your panties and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Thank you!” says Sandesh, laughing in delight. He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, then carefully feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor steps in and carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you both,” you say with a smile.

Doctor Kapoor brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where your barely-there top attracts plenty of looks. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow – I love your outfit, Penny!”

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your chest and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you collect up a couple of handfuls of escaped worms, and drop them back inside your panties, only to lose more through the leg-holes. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “My panties have run out of room again.”

“I’ll get you a bag,” says Darryl. He fetches a zip-lock bag, which you fill with a few dozen worms. This keeps the population in your panties at a manageable level.

Then you and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you strip each other naked and have sex. Afterwards, you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted by your top, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. As you are sitting down, he shudders at the enormous bulge in your panties, but says nothing.

The meal is nice, as usual, but you warily eye the large salsa dish that Miguel sets on the table; it contains at least three times as much salsa as you could possibly need.

When Miguel comes to collect your plates, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It flips upside down, dumping its entire contents over your chest.

“Really, Miguel?” you exclaim.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “We’d better take care of your top in the kitchen. I’ll shield you.” He unfolds a spare napkin with a flourish.

“You’d better go with him,” says Tyler.

You sigh, and nod. Then you carefully get up, and walk quickly to the kitchen while Miguel shields your panties from view with the napkin. Several people watch with puzzled looks, but nobody says anything.

In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Okay, hand me your top,” he says, “and I’ll wash it for you.”

You remove your tank top carefully, and hand it to Miguel, who grins happily at your naked breasts. “You still have some salsa on your chest,” he remarks. “I’ll be back in a moment with a cloth.”

He leaves the pantry with your top, and returns a moment later, without your top but with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“I’ll go and see to your top,” he says eventually; he lets go of your breasts and leaves the room.

When he returns, he hands you your top, which is dripping wet. “Ugh, it’s soaking!” you mutter, as you put it on. It moulds itself to your torso like a near-invisible second skin.

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

Tyler almost chokes when he sees your top. “Nice!” he says, ogling your breasts appreciatively.

You chuckle as you sit down. “Glad you approve,” you murmur.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see you well enough to kick up a fuss about your appearance.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Then Janine, passing by, says, “Jeez, Penny!”

With an embarrassed laugh, you fetch your tank top from your bag. “Sorry,” you say, putting your top back on. Janine continues on her way, shaking her head.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to see Janine. “Hey Janine,” you say.

Janine looks up from her desk in surprise. “Hi Penny,” she says. “What’s up?”

“Oh nothing,” you reply. “I just wanted to make sure that we’re okay...”

Janine shrugs. “Sure we are,” she says.

“You’re not harbouring any deep-seated resentments over my ... clothing...?” you press her.

“Not at all,” she says, shaking her head. “You can wear what you like as far as I’m concerned. I don’t know how you’ve managed to keep your job this long, but the fact is that you do a good job, and that’s what really matters, right?”

“Right,” you agree with a smile. “Thanks, Janine.”

You chat with her for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming around inside your panties. As usual they are writhing against your pussy, between your buttocks, and inside both your rectum and your vagina, and their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a sheer white tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly.

Tyler grins at your highly visible breasts. “Gorgeous!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Thanks to the worms squirming in your vagina, you are still feeling very horny, and looking forward to your first fingering of the day. You pull your panties down, step out of them, and...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a couple of minutes. Then he pulls his fingers out, and pats your right buttock. “All done,” he says. “You can go.”

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“My goodness, that’s a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “I think that’s all of them – you can go.”

“Thanks!” you reply, a little breathlessly.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. As you pass Tyler’s desk, your boyfriend turns around and winks at you. “Hey Babe,” he says, reaching out to swat your bottom as you pass.

You smirk as you skip out of reach, then you continue onward, passing through the sales and IT departments. You open the door to the lobby, step through, and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Justin, you’re going to see them at lunchtime.”

“True,” concedes Justin.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

pull up the front of your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, mentally estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice top!” he says. “Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

Justin withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to the exam room. “I love your top today – very nice!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply.

You take off your tank top and shoes, then lower your worm-filled panties, while both men watch with big grins on their faces. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Sandesh meanwhile, squirts a generous mound of gel on to your breasts, which he then begins to squeeze and massage.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you, while Sandesh chuckles and pinches your nipples.

As the speed of Doctor Kapoor’s thrusting increases, your own arousal grows; you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours. After a short rest, he withdraws his softening cock from your vagina, and steps aside.

Sandesh now takes over. “My turn!” he says happily. He unzips his jeans, and takes out his long, thick erection. Thanks to the combination of the gel and your worms’ slime, his cock slides into your anus with very little resistance.

As he fucks your rectum, you continue to rub your clitoris frantically, until you climax with a shudder and a series of ecstatic moans. Then Sandesh pulls out of your anus, plunges his cock into your vagina, and groans as he ejaculates copiously inside you.

As soon as Sandesh has pulled out, Doctor Kapoor pushes one speculum into your anus, and slides another into your vagina. Opening them up, he first peers into your rectum, then he looks inside your vagina. “Everything seems fine,” he says.

“Can I put some worms in her?” asks Sandesh.

Doctor Kapoor hesitates, and you get the impression he really wants to do this himself. As he looks at you thoughtfully, you say,

“I’d rather Doctor Kapoor do that, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind – Sandesh can do it if he wants.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you pull off your tank top, then change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling quite excited to be so exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you walk to Dieter’s office, ignoring the scandalised mutterings you can hear being uttered by the sales staff.

Having submitted to yet another inspection and worm extraction, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

When Tyler comes back and sits down at his desk, you are in the middle of processing invoices, so you decide to stay at your desk for a while and keep working.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

Walking through the building in just your panties and shoes, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Sandesh looks a little disappointed, but he watches closely as his cousin fetches a handful of worms from your panties and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Thank you!” says Sandesh, laughing in delight. He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, then carefully feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor steps in and carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you both,” you say with a smile.

Doctor Kapoor brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where your barely-there top attracts plenty of looks. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow – I love your outfit, Penny!”

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your chest and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you collect up a couple of handfuls of escaped worms, and drop them back inside your panties, only to lose more through the leg-holes. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “My panties have run out of room again.”

“I’ll get you a bag,” says Darryl. He fetches a zip-lock bag, which you fill with a few dozen worms. This keeps the population in your panties at a manageable level.

Then you and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you strip each other naked and have sex. Afterwards, you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted by your top, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. As you are sitting down, he shudders at the enormous bulge in your panties, but says nothing.

The meal is nice, as usual, but you warily eye the large salsa dish that Miguel sets on the table; it contains at least three times as much salsa as you could possibly need.

When Miguel comes to collect your plates, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It flips upside down, dumping its entire contents over your chest.

“Really, Miguel?” you exclaim.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “We’d better take care of your top in the kitchen. I’ll shield you.” He unfolds a spare napkin with a flourish.

“You’d better go with him,” says Tyler.

You sigh, and nod. Then you carefully get up, and walk quickly to the kitchen while Miguel shields your panties from view with the napkin. Several people watch with puzzled looks, but nobody says anything.

In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Okay, hand me your top,” he says, “and I’ll wash it for you.”

You remove your tank top carefully, and hand it to Miguel, who grins happily at your naked breasts. “You still have some salsa on your chest,” he remarks. “I’ll be back in a moment with a cloth.”

He leaves the pantry with your top, and returns a moment later, without your top but with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“I’ll go and see to your top,” he says eventually; he lets go of your breasts and leaves the room.

When he returns, he hands you your top, which is dripping wet. “Ugh, it’s soaking!” you mutter, as you put it on. It moulds itself to your torso like a near-invisible second skin.

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

Tyler almost chokes when he sees your top. “Nice!” he says, ogling your breasts appreciatively.

You chuckle as you sit down. “Glad you approve,” you murmur.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see you well enough to kick up a fuss about your appearance.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Then Janine passes by, tutting in disapproval. Reflexively you reach for your top, muttering an apology, but Janine just laughs and says, “No need to cover up just for me, Penny. If it makes you happy to work topless, then go for it.”

You smile at her and say, “Thanks Janine.” You get back to work as Janine continues on her way, shaking her head in amusement.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you feel the need for some coffee. You are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around, but you are horny and looking forward to showing yourself off again. Going to the kitchen topless might be pushing it a little,

though, so you put your top back on.

but you are too horny to care.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. “Wow, I can’t believe you’re still topless!” he says. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up, and you are soon making your coffee in the kitchen. Nobody enters while you are there, which you are both relieved and disappointed about.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway, and put your top back on.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism, though it is hard not to giggle at the thought that you are sitting here topless, unbeknownst to the other participants in the meeting.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I guess I’d better put my top on though, huh?”

Tyler laughs. “I can’t believe you’ve been topless all afternoon!” he says, staring appreciatively at your breasts. “Um, are we eating in or out?”

As you put on your tank top, you reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside both your rectum and your vagina. Their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a sheer white tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly.

Tyler grins at your highly visible breasts. “Gorgeous!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

You are still feeling very horny, and eagerly pull your panties down. Stepping out of them, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a couple of minutes. Then, after a pause, you feel something else sliding into you. Something thicker...

Realising it is Dieter’s erect cock, you...

quickly turn around and exclaim, “Dieter! What the hell?”

gasp, “Dieter, what are you doing?”

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“My goodness, that’s a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he crouches down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you for a few moments, then he withdraws them and says, “All right, you can go.”

“Thanks!” you reply, a little breathlessly.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina.

After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Sorry, I couldn’t resist,” says Dieter, grinning as he tucks his penis away. “Your vagina was just so inviting...”

You fold your arms. “I think we’re done here,” you say.

“Fine,” says Dieter, shrugging his shoulders.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and immediately message Tyler, telling him what Dieter did. Tyler, predictably, is less than supportive.

“Can’t really blame him,” he says. “You were practically naked and bent over his desk.”

Rolling your eyes at his reaction, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“What do you think?” he says, slowly thrusting his cock in and out of you.

You hesitate, conflicted as to how you should respond. On the one hand, he has just taken a massive liberty with you. On the other, it does feel very nice...

Almost without thinking, you arch your spine and press your vagina back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you. Dieter takes this as licence to step up his game; he grabs your hips with his hands, and starts fucking you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “I assume I can expect more of that in future?” you inquire, feeling somehow unable to look Dieter in the eye.

“That would be a safe assumption, yes,” says Dieter.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer and immediately message Tyler, telling him what Dieter did. Tyler’s reaction is typical.

“Whoa!” he says. “So now your boss is fucking you too! Wild.”

Rolling your eyes at his reaction, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “How are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Justin, you’re going to see them at lunchtime.”

“True,” concedes Justin.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

take off your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, mentally estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice top!” he says. “Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

Justin withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you put your top back on, return to your own desk, and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to the exam room. “I love your top today – very nice!”

“Um, thanks,” you mutter.

Inside the exam room, you are not surprised to see Sandesh waiting for you. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh, smiling eagerly.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply.

You take off your tank top and shoes, then lower your worm-filled panties, while both men watch with big grins on their faces. Then you climb on to the table and lie down on your back, lifting your knees up and nervously spreading your thighs wide apart.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Sandesh meanwhile, squirts a generous mound of gel on to your breasts, which he then begins to squeeze and massage.

The doctor pushes two fingers inside your vagina. “I’ll just get these worms out...” He spends a couple of minutes extracting the worms, then a couple more feeling around and thrusting his fingers in and out. “I think that’s all of them,” he says eventually. Then he rubs more lube around your anus, and slides a finger into your rectum.

Then, having pulled his trousers down, he lubes up his erection, slides it into your vagina, and begins fucking you, while Sandesh chuckles and pinches your nipples.

As the speed of Doctor Kapoor’s thrusting increases, your own arousal grows; you reach down to your pussy and begin rubbing your clitoris, intensifying your pleasure as the doctor fucks you harder and harder. Then he groans, shudders, and presses his groin against yours. After a short rest, he withdraws his softening cock from your vagina, and steps aside.

Sandesh now takes over. “My turn!” he says happily. He unzips his jeans, and takes out his long, thick erection. Thanks to the combination of the gel and your worms’ slime, his cock slides into your anus with very little resistance.

As he fucks your rectum, you continue to rub your clitoris frantically, until you climax with a shudder and a series of ecstatic moans. Then Sandesh pulls out of your anus, plunges his cock into your vagina, and groans as he ejaculates copiously inside you.

As soon as Sandesh has pulled out, Doctor Kapoor pushes one speculum into your anus, and slides another into your vagina. Opening them up, he first peers into your rectum, then he looks inside your vagina. “Everything seems fine,” he says.

“Can I put some worms in her?” asks Sandesh.

Doctor Kapoor hesitates, and you get the impression he really wants to do this himself. As he looks at you thoughtfully, you say,

“I’d rather Doctor Kapoor do that, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind – Sandesh can do it if he wants.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you pull off your tank top, then change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling quite excited to be so exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you walk to Dieter’s office, ignoring the scandalised mutterings you can hear being uttered by the sales staff.

Having submitted to yet another inspection and worm extraction, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

Walking through the building in just your panties and shoes, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Sandesh looks a little disappointed, but he watches closely as his cousin fetches a handful of worms from your panties and feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you,” you say with a smile.

“You’re welcome,” says Doctor Kapoor. He brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Thank you!” says Sandesh, laughing in delight. He fetches a handful of worms from your panties, then carefully feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor steps in and carefully removes both specula.

“Thank you both,” you say with a smile.

Doctor Kapoor brings over the ultrasound machine, then he places the probe on your abdomen, and slowly moves it around. “No worms in your uterus,” he reports. He continues moving the probe, working his way up, diligently examining your insides on the monitor. Eventually he finishes the exam, and wipes you down thoroughly with tissues. “No rogue worms anywhere,” he says. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Thanks,” you say. You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“See you soon!” adds Sandesh. “I can’t wait to fuck you again.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter for another inspection and worm extraction. Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where your barely-there top attracts plenty of looks. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow – I love your outfit, Penny!”

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your chest and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you collect up a couple of handfuls of escaped worms, and drop them back inside your panties, only to lose more through the leg-holes. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “My panties have run out of room again.”

“I’ll get you a bag,” says Darryl. He fetches a zip-lock bag, which you fill with a few dozen worms. This keeps the population in your panties at a manageable level.

Then you and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you strip each other naked and have sex. Afterwards, you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, and submit to another inspection and worm extraction, after which you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted by your top, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. As you are sitting down, he shudders at the enormous bulge in your panties, but says nothing.

The meal is nice, as usual, but you warily eye the large salsa dish that Miguel sets on the table; it contains at least three times as much salsa as you could possibly need.

When Miguel comes to collect your plates, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It flips upside down, dumping its entire contents over your chest.

“Really, Miguel?” you exclaim.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “We’d better take care of your top in the kitchen. I’ll shield you.” He unfolds a spare napkin with a flourish.

“You’d better go with him,” says Tyler.

You sigh, and nod. Then you carefully get up, and walk quickly to the kitchen while Miguel shields your panties from view with the napkin. Several people watch with puzzled looks, but nobody says anything.

In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Okay, hand me your top,” he says, “and I’ll wash it for you.”

You remove your tank top carefully, and hand it to Miguel, who grins happily at your naked breasts. “You still have some salsa on your chest,” he remarks. “I’ll be back in a moment with a cloth.”

He leaves the pantry with your top, and returns a moment later, without your top but with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“I’ll go and see to your top,” he says eventually; he lets go of your breasts and leaves the room.

When he returns, he hands you your top, which is dripping wet. “Ugh, it’s soaking!” you mutter, as you put it on. It moulds itself to your torso like a near-invisible second skin.

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

Tyler almost chokes when he sees your top. “Nice!” he says, ogling your breasts appreciatively.

You chuckle as you sit down. “Glad you approve,” you murmur.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see you well enough to kick up a fuss about your appearance.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you feel the need for some coffee. You are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around, but you are horny and looking forward to showing yourself off again. Going to the kitchen topless might be pushing it a little,

though, so you put your top back on.

but you are too horny to care.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. “Wow, I can’t believe you’re still topless!” he says. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up, and you are soon making your coffee in the kitchen. Nobody enters while you are there, which you are both relieved and disappointed about.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway, and put your top back on.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism, though it is hard not to giggle at the thought that you are sitting here topless, unbeknownst to the other participants in the meeting.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I guess I’d better put my top on though, huh?”

Tyler laughs. “I can’t believe you’ve been topless all afternoon!” he says, staring appreciatively at your breasts. “Um, are we eating in or out?”

As you put on your tank top, you reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside both your rectum and your vagina. Their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a sheer white tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly.

Tyler grins at your highly visible breasts. “Gorgeous!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

You are still feeling very horny, and eagerly pull your panties down. Stepping out of them, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “How are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Justin, you’re going to see them at lunchtime.”

“True,” concedes Justin.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

take off your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, mentally estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice top!” he says. “Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

Justin withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you put your top back on, return to your own desk, and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to the exam room. “We’re going to try something a little different today.”

“Oh?” you inquire.

Inside the exam room, you are surprised to see Sandesh already naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply. “What’s going on?”

“Sandesh has a bad back,” explains Doctor Kapoor. “The past couple of days it has been particularly uncomfortable. We were hoping you might agree to be on top today – you know, to sit on his cock.”

“Oh – sure,” you say. “Sorry about your back, Sandesh.”

You take off your tank top and shoes, then your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh, then remember that your vagina is still full of worms. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Oh yes,” says the doctor. “Lean forward please. All the way – lie down on Sandesh.”

Well this is awkward, you think to yourself, as your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Well this is nice,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Some gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “You know, it would save some time if I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina...”

You consider the idea of these two men both fucking you at the same time, and say breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you pull off your tank top, then change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling quite excited to be so exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

Walking through the building in just your panties and shoes, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

Eventually Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your bottom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where your barely-there top attracts plenty of looks. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you manage to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your usual professionalism, despite being terribly horny on account of your worms.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you manage to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your usual professionalism, despite being terribly horny on account of your worms.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow – I love your outfit, Penny!”

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your chest and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you collect up a couple of handfuls of escaped worms, and drop them back inside your panties, only to lose more through the leg-holes. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “My panties have run out of room again.”

“I’ll get you a bag,” says Darryl. He fetches a zip-lock bag, which you fill with a few dozen worms. This keeps the population in your panties at a manageable level.

Then you and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you strip each other naked and have sex. Afterwards, you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted by your top, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. As you are sitting down, he shudders at the enormous bulge in your panties, but says nothing.

The meal is nice, as usual, but you warily eye the large salsa dish that Miguel sets on the table; it contains at least three times as much salsa as you could possibly need.

When Miguel comes to collect your plates, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It flips upside down, dumping its entire contents over your chest.

“Really, Miguel?” you exclaim.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “We’d better take care of your top in the kitchen. I’ll shield you.” He unfolds a spare napkin with a flourish.

“You’d better go with him,” says Tyler.

You sigh, and nod. Then you carefully get up, and walk quickly to the kitchen while Miguel shields your panties from view with the napkin. Several people watch with puzzled looks, but nobody says anything.

In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Okay, hand me your top,” he says, “and I’ll wash it for you.”

You remove your tank top carefully, and hand it to Miguel, who grins happily at your naked breasts. “You still have some salsa on your chest,” he remarks. “I’ll be back in a moment with a cloth.”

He leaves the pantry with your top, and returns a moment later, without your top but with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“I’ll go and see to your top,” he says eventually; he lets go of your breasts and leaves the room.

When he returns, he hands you your top, which is dripping wet. “Ugh, it’s soaking!” you mutter, as you put it on. It moulds itself to your torso like a near-invisible second skin.

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

Tyler almost chokes when he sees your top. “Nice!” he says, ogling your breasts appreciatively.

You chuckle as you sit down. “Glad you approve,” you murmur.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see you well enough to kick up a fuss about your appearance.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you feel the need for some coffee. You are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around, but you are horny and looking forward to showing yourself off again. Going to the kitchen topless might be pushing it a little,

though, so you put your top back on.

but you are too horny to care.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. “Wow, I can’t believe you’re still topless!” he says. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up, and you are soon making your coffee in the kitchen. Nobody enters while you are there, which you are both relieved and disappointed about.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway, and put your top back on.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism, though it is hard not to giggle at the thought that you are sitting here topless, unbeknownst to the other participants in the meeting.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I guess I’d better put my top on though, huh?”

Tyler laughs. “I can’t believe you’ve been topless all afternoon!” he says, staring appreciatively at your breasts. “Um, are we eating in or out?”

As you put on your tank top, you reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside both your rectum and your vagina. Their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a sheer white tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly.

Tyler grins at your highly visible breasts. “Gorgeous!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

You are still feeling very horny, and eagerly pull your panties down. Stepping out of them, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “How are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Justin, you’re going to see them at lunchtime.”

“True,” concedes Justin.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

take off your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, mentally estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice top!” he says. “Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

Justin withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you put your top back on, return to your own desk, and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to the exam room.

Inside the exam room, you find Sandesh once again naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply. “Back still sore?”

“Yup,” says Sandesh.

“Would you mind climbing up there and sitting on his cock again?” asks Doctor Kapoor.

“Sure,” you say. You take off your tank top and shoes, then your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh, then remember that your vagina is still full of worms. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Oh yes,” says the doctor. “Lie down on Sandesh please.”

You lean forward until your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Mmmm,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “You know, it really would save some time if I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina...”

You consider the idea of these two men both fucking you at the same time, and say breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you pull off your tank top, then change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling quite excited to be so exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

Walking through the building in just your panties and shoes, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

Eventually Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your boredom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, you head to the conference room, where your barely-there top attracts plenty of looks. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you manage to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your usual professionalism, despite being terribly horny on account of your worms.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you manage to deliver your department’s news and statistics with your usual professionalism, despite being terribly horny on account of your worms.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow – I love your outfit, Penny!”

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your chest and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you collect up a couple of handfuls of escaped worms, and drop them back inside your panties, only to lose more through the leg-holes. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “My panties have run out of room again.”

“I’ll get you a bag,” says Darryl. He fetches a zip-lock bag, which you fill with a few dozen worms. This keeps the population in your panties at a manageable level.

Then you and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you strip each other naked and have sex. Afterwards, you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted by your top, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. As you are sitting down, he shudders at the enormous bulge in your panties, but says nothing.

The meal is nice, as usual, but you warily eye the large salsa dish that Miguel sets on the table; it contains at least three times as much salsa as you could possibly need.

When Miguel comes to collect your plates, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It flips upside down, dumping its entire contents over your chest.

“Really, Miguel?” you exclaim.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “We’d better take care of your top in the kitchen. I’ll shield you.” He unfolds a spare napkin with a flourish.

“You’d better go with him,” says Tyler.

You sigh, and nod. Then you carefully get up, and walk quickly to the kitchen while Miguel shields your panties from view with the napkin. Several people watch with puzzled looks, but nobody says anything.

In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Okay, hand me your top,” he says, “and I’ll wash it for you.”

You remove your tank top carefully, and hand it to Miguel, who grins happily at your naked breasts. “You still have some salsa on your chest,” he remarks. “I’ll be back in a moment with a cloth.”

He leaves the pantry with your top, and returns a moment later, without your top but with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“I’ll go and see to your top,” he says eventually; he lets go of your breasts and leaves the room.

When he returns, he hands you your top, which is dripping wet. “Ugh, it’s soaking!” you mutter, as you put it on. It moulds itself to your torso like a near-invisible second skin.

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

Tyler almost chokes when he sees your top. “Nice!” he says, ogling your breasts appreciatively.

You chuckle as you sit down. “Glad you approve,” you murmur.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see you well enough to kick up a fuss about your appearance.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you feel the need for some coffee. You are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around, but you are horny and looking forward to showing yourself off again. Going to the kitchen topless might be pushing it a little,

though, so you put your top back on.

but you are too horny to care.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. “Wow, I can’t believe you’re still topless!” he says. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up, and you are soon making your coffee in the kitchen. Nobody enters while you are there, which you are both relieved and disappointed about.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway, and put your top back on.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with your customary professionalism, though it is hard not to giggle at the thought that you are sitting here topless, unbeknownst to the other participants in the meeting.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I guess I’d better put my top on though, huh?”

Tyler laughs. “I can’t believe you’ve been topless all afternoon!” he says, staring appreciatively at your breasts. “Um, are we eating in or out?”

As you put on your tank top, you reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside both your rectum and your vagina. Their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a sheer white tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly.

Tyler grins at your highly visible breasts. “Gorgeous!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

You are still feeling very horny, and eagerly pull your panties down. Stepping out of them, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “How are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Justin, you’re going to see them at lunchtime.”

“True,” concedes Justin. “But can I look at them anyway?”

Since Justin has already seen you naked, you shrug and say, “Sure, I suppose so.”

Justin scoots his chair nearer, then he reaches for your panties as you lean back in your chair. He pulls out the front of the waistband, and grins at the sight of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy. Then he slides his hand into your panties, and cups your pussy with his fingers, trapping a couple of worms against your labia.

“All right, that’s enough,” you chide him, pushing his hand away. “Naughty man.”

He grins. “Sorry,” he says, “it just looked so tempting.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

take off your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, mentally estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice top!” he says. “Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

Justin withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you put your top back on, return to your own desk, and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to the exam room.

Inside the exam room, you find Sandesh once again naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply. “Back still sore?”

“Yup,” says Sandesh.

“Would you mind climbing up there and sitting on his cock again?” asks Doctor Kapoor.

“Sure,” you say. You take off your tank top and shoes, then your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh, then remember that your vagina is still full of worms. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Oh yes,” says the doctor. “Lie down on Sandesh please.”

You lean forward until your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Mmmm,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “May I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina?”

You reply breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you pull off your tank top, then change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

He withdraws his fingers, and says, “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling quite excited to be so exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

Walking through the building in just your panties and shoes, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

Eventually Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your boredom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling very horny, you head to the conference room, where your barely-there top attracts plenty of looks. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you manage to deliver your department’s news and statistics professionally, if a little breathlessly on account of your worms stimulating your g-spot and clitoris quite intensely.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling very horny, you ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you manage to deliver your department’s news and statistics professionally, if a little breathlessly on account of your worms stimulating your g-spot and clitoris quite intensely.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. There, Tyler cooks dinner while you freshen up.

After dinner, the two of you spend a very pleasant evening having sex and watching television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. At length your panties run out of room, and you find yourself dropping worms everywhere you go.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow – I love your outfit, Penny!”

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your chest and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you collect up a couple of handfuls of escaped worms, and drop them back inside your panties, only to lose more through the leg-holes. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “My panties have run out of room again.”

“I’ll get you a bag,” says Darryl. He fetches a zip-lock bag, which you fill with a few dozen worms. This keeps the population in your panties at a manageable level.

Then you and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you strip each other naked and have sex. Afterwards, you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted by your top, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. As you are sitting down, he shudders at the enormous bulge in your panties, but says nothing.

The meal is nice, as usual, but you warily eye the large salsa dish that Miguel sets on the table; it contains at least three times as much salsa as you could possibly need.

When Miguel comes to collect your plates, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It flips upside down, dumping its entire contents over your chest.

“Really, Miguel?” you exclaim.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “We’d better take care of your top in the kitchen. I’ll shield you.” He unfolds a spare napkin with a flourish.

“You’d better go with him,” says Tyler.

You sigh, and nod. Then you carefully get up, and walk quickly to the kitchen while Miguel shields your panties from view with the napkin. Several people watch with puzzled looks, but nobody says anything.

In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Okay, hand me your top,” he says, “and I’ll wash it for you.”

You remove your tank top carefully, and hand it to Miguel, who grins happily at your naked breasts. “You still have some salsa on your chest,” he remarks. “I’ll be back in a moment with a cloth.”

He leaves the pantry with your top, and returns a moment later, without your top but with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“I’ll go and see to your top,” he says eventually; he lets go of your breasts and leaves the room.

When he returns, he hands you your top, which is dripping wet. “Ugh, it’s soaking!” you mutter, as you put it on. It moulds itself to your torso like a near-invisible second skin.

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

Tyler almost chokes when he sees your top. “Nice!” he says, ogling your breasts appreciatively.

You chuckle as you sit down. “Glad you approve,” you murmur.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see you well enough to kick up a fuss about your appearance.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you feel the need for some coffee. You are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around, but you are horny and looking forward to showing yourself off again. Going to the kitchen topless might be pushing it a little,

though, so you put your top back on.

but you are too horny to care.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. “Wow, I can’t believe you’re still topless!” he says. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up, and you are soon making your coffee in the kitchen. Nobody enters while you are there, which you are both relieved and disappointed about.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway, and put your top back on.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling very horny, you ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you manage to deliver your department’s news and statistics professionally, if a little breathlessly on account of your worms stimulating your g-spot and clitoris quite intensely.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I guess I’d better put my top on though, huh?”

Tyler laughs. “I can’t believe you’ve been topless all afternoon!” he says, staring appreciatively at your breasts. “Um, are we eating in or out?”

As you put on your tank top, you reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you pull off your tank top, then change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides two of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “But there may be other worms beyond the reach of my fingers.”

“Never mind,” you reply, enjoying the gentle finger-fucking. “Thanks.”

“My cock would reach deeper, though,” says Justin, unzipping his trousers and pulling out his stiffening penis. “Shall I try it?”

As he lubricates his erection with worm-slime and positions its tip at your vaginal opening, you...

say sharply, “No, Justin – your fingers are quite enough.”

gasp in shock and say, “Justin, what the heck are you doing?”

“All right, fine,” says Justin, tucking his cock away. “I guess we’re done, then.” He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling quite excited to be so exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Justin grins as he pushes forward, the head of his cock sinking into your vagina. “You don’t think this is a good idea?” he asks innocently.

“I have a boyfriend!” you remind him.

Justin eases his erection all the way in. “Well I’m in now,” he says. “I might as well feel around for more worms.” He slides his cock out a bit, then thrusts it back in. “Hmm.”

“You can feel something?” you inquire.

“Inconclusive,” says Justin, continuing to slide his penis in and out of your vagina. “Maybe if I bash at them a bit, they’ll start moving around – if they’re there.” He starts thrusting hard, and you feel your arousal growing rapidly.

“Nothing yet,” reports Justin after a minute or so. “Let me try a bit harder.”

“Okay ... yes...” you gasp, as the fucking intensifies. “Oh God...”

Now Justin is hammering his cock into you with rapid, powerful strokes, and you cannot help moaning in pleasure. A few moments later, he climaxes inside you, drenching your cervix with his semen.

Panting, he says, “Well I can’t feel any movement. Guess I must have got them all.”

“Good to know,” you gasp breathlessly. “But ugh, did you come inside me?”

“Yeah,” says Justin. “Sorry.”

You sigh. “Never mind. I’m on the pill, at least.”

Justin tucks his cock away. “I guess we’re done, then!” he says. He looks down at your panties, estimating the number of worms they contain.

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

“Justin just fucked me,” you remark. “He was very sneaky about it.”

Tyler chuckles. “Good for Justin,” he says.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling quite excited to be so exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside both your rectum and your vagina. Their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a sheer white tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly.

Tyler grins at your highly visible breasts. “Gorgeous!” he says.

The two of you get ready for work, have breakfast together, then drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

You are still feeling very horny, and eagerly pull your panties down. Stepping out of them, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “How are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Justin, you’re going to see them at lunchtime.”

“True,” concedes Justin. “But can I look at them anyway?”

Since Justin has already seen you naked, you shrug and say, “Sure, I suppose so.”

Justin scoots his chair nearer, then he reaches for your panties as you lean back in your chair. He pulls out the front of the waistband, and grins at the sight of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy. Then he slides his hand into your panties, and cups your pussy with his fingers, trapping a couple of worms against your labia.

“All right, that’s enough,” you chide him, pushing his hand away. “Naughty man.”

He grins. “Sorry,” he says, “it just looked so tempting.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

take off your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Justin...” you say uncomfortably, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

“This won’t take a minute,” he says, placing the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then sliding it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around...” He begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice top!” he says. “Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Justin...” you say uncomfortably, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

“This won’t take a minute,” he says, placing the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then sliding it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around...” He begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you put your top back on, return to your own desk, and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to the exam room.

Inside the exam room, you find Sandesh once again naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply. “Back still sore?”

“Yup,” says Sandesh.

“Would you mind climbing up there and sitting on his cock again?” asks Doctor Kapoor.

“Sure,” you say. You take off your tank top and shoes, then your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh, then remember that your vagina is still full of worms. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Oh yes,” says the doctor. “Lie down on Sandesh please.”

You lean forward until your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Mmmm,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “May I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina?”

You reply breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you pull off your tank top, then change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Justin...” you say uncomfortably, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

“This won’t take a minute,” he says, placing the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then sliding it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around...” He begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling quite excited to be so exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

Walking through the building in just your panties and shoes, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

Eventually Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your boredom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling very horny, you head to the conference room, where your barely-there top attracts plenty of looks. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you manage to deliver your department’s news and statistics professionally, if a little breathlessly on account of your worms stimulating your g-spot and clitoris quite intensely.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling very horny, you ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you manage to deliver your department’s news and statistics professionally, if a little breathlessly on account of your worms stimulating your g-spot and clitoris quite intensely.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. Once inside, you take off your top and shoes, and then you freshen up while Tyler cooks dinner. But you have only just sat down to eat when Tyler’s phone buzzes.

“It’s Colton!” he says in surprise, after reading the text. “He’s in town and wants to know if he can visit.”

“Who’s Colton?” you inquire.

“One of my friends from college,” says Tyler. “I’m sure I’ve mentioned him. Is it okay if he comes over?”

“Sure,” you reply with a shrug. “As long as he doesn’t mind my worms. Should I put on a top...?”

Tyler grins. “Nah,” he says. “I wanna see his face when you answer the door in just your panties.”

You chuckle. “And I suppose you want me to have sex with him...?”

“Actually, no,” says Tyler. “Please don’t.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Seriously? Whyever not? You love it when other guys fuck me.”

“Look,” says Tyler, “when I got to college, I was a pretty skinny guy with acne. Colton was already a big football star – bigger and stronger and better-looking than I was. All the girls loved him. He could have his pick – and when I got a girlfriend of my own, he used to tease me that he was going to fuck her. I was terrified of losing her to him – and eventually, that’s exactly what happened.”

“Oh no!” you say. “What a dick! And you call him a friend?”

“We did fall out for like six months,” says Tyler. “But we were on the team together – I couldn’t exactly avoid him. I got another girlfriend, I started buffing up until I was more of a physical match for Colton ... and we eventually made up.”

“And he didn’t try and steal your new girlfriend?” you inquire.

“Actually he did,” admits Tyler. “Got his hand in her panties at a party ... but fortunately she stopped it there. She was drunk and her guard was down – I didn’t hold it against her.”

“Wow,” you say. “Well I guess I’ll have to keep my guard up too!”

“Yup,” Tyler agrees. “Okay, I’ll tell him to come on over.” He sends Colton a text.

An hour later, the doorbell rings – unfortunately while Tyler is in the bathroom. You answer the door, and find yourself face to face with a truly impressive human being: Colton is six feet four, with movie star looks, and muscles that seem in danger of ripping apart his t-shirt.

“Wow,” you cannot help saying.

“Holy shit!” he says, staring at your breasts in appreciative wonderment. “You must be Penny. I’m very happy to meet you!”

“Likewise,” you reply, feeling a little shy ... and very exposed.

“Do you always dress like this?” asks Colton, smiling.

“When I’m at home, yes,” you say, blushing. “When I’m at work I usually wear a little more. Anyway, come on in.”

Colton enters, but as he follows you into the living room, he exclaims in surprise at your bulging panties. “What the hell...?”

While you are explaining to him about your worms, Tyler returns from the bathroom. His arrival precipitates a crushing man-hug, a lot of backslapping, and repeated uses of the word “bro”.

Colton and Tyler spend the rest of the evening catching up on each other’s news. You sometimes feel a little left out, but Colton is funny and charming, and you cannot help enjoying his company. It turns out he is currently between jobs, and looking for work in the city. He is staying in a motel room, but is getting low on funds.

“Well heck,” says Tyler, “would you like to stay here for a few days? I mean ... if it’s okay with Penny...?” He looks over at you.

“Absolutely!” you say. “I have a spare bedroom – you’re welcome to stay here while you look for work.”

“Thank you!” says Colton. “That’d be awesome.”

As the evening progresses, Colton and Tyler get pretty drunk, so you make up the bed in the spare room, and Colton stays the night. Despite your nervousness that Colton will make a pass at you in his inebriated state, he does no such thing. You find yourself feeling rather disappointed about this.

The next day is Saturday. You and Tyler spend the day helping Colton to move his stuff into your house – an activity for which you wear a sheer crop top along with a pair of panties containing as many worms as they will hold. Periodically, more worms slither out of your anus, causing your panties to overflow, spilling worms on to the ground; you toss them into a nearby bush or garbage can – whatever happens to be nearby and convenient.

For the rest of the weekend, the three of you hang out, chat, drink, watch movies, and play video games ... and Colton behaves himself pretty well, aside from leering unabashedly at your breasts from time to time. He thinks your worm infestation is bizarre, but he does not seem unduly bothered by it.

Late on Sunday night, as is your ritual, you flush away all of the worms in your panties, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder local options that are both inexpensive and good quality. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow – I love your outfit, Penny!”

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your chest and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you collect up a couple of handfuls of escaped worms, and drop them back inside your panties, only to lose more through the leg-holes. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “My panties have run out of room again.”

“I’ll get you a bag,” says Darryl. He fetches a zip-lock bag, which you fill with a few dozen worms. This keeps the population in your panties at a manageable level.

Then you and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you strip each other naked and have sex. Afterwards, you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted by your top, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. As you are sitting down, he shudders at the enormous bulge in your panties, but says nothing.

The meal is nice, as usual, but you warily eye the large salsa dish that Miguel sets on the table; it contains at least three times as much salsa as you could possibly need.

When Miguel comes to collect your plates, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It flips upside down, dumping its entire contents over your chest.

“Really, Miguel?” you exclaim.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “We’d better take care of your top in the kitchen. I’ll shield you.” He unfolds a spare napkin with a flourish.

“You’d better go with him,” says Tyler.

You sigh, and nod. Then you carefully get up, and walk quickly to the kitchen while Miguel shields your panties from view with the napkin. Several people watch with puzzled looks, but nobody says anything.

In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Okay, hand me your top,” he says, “and I’ll wash it for you.”

You remove your tank top carefully, and hand it to Miguel, who grins happily at your naked breasts. “You still have some salsa on your chest,” he remarks. “I’ll be back in a moment with a cloth.”

He leaves the pantry with your top, and returns a moment later, without your top but with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“I’ll go and see to your top,” he says eventually; he lets go of your breasts and leaves the room.

When he returns, he hands you your top, which is dripping wet. “Ugh, it’s soaking!” you mutter, as you put it on. It moulds itself to your torso like a near-invisible second skin.

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

Tyler almost chokes when he sees your top. “Nice!” he says, ogling your breasts appreciatively.

You chuckle as you sit down. “Glad you approve,” you murmur.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see you well enough to kick up a fuss about your appearance.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you disrobe each other quickly and have sex. Afterwards, you cuddle together in the living room in front of the television, while more and more worms periodically slip out of your anus. Soon enough your panties run out of room, and your worms start spilling out on to the couch and everywhere else you go subsequently.

Eventually you gather together and flush away all of the worms, then you have a shower with Tyler, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler joins you, and the two of you cuddle for a while before falling asleep together.

Continue.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you feel the need for some coffee. You are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around, but you are horny and looking forward to showing yourself off again. Going to the kitchen topless might be pushing it a little,

though, so you put your top back on.

but you are too horny to care.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. “Wow, I can’t believe you’re still topless!” he says. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up, and you are soon making your coffee in the kitchen. Nobody enters while you are there, which you are both relieved and disappointed about.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway, and put your top back on.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling very horny, you ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. Then, when your turn comes, you manage to deliver your department’s news and statistics professionally, if a little breathlessly on account of your worms stimulating your g-spot and clitoris quite intensely.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile happily.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I guess I’d better put my top on though, huh?”

Tyler laughs. “I can’t believe you’ve been topless all afternoon!” he says, staring appreciatively at your breasts. “Um, are we eating in or out?”

As you put on your tank top, you reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside both your rectum and your vagina. Their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a sheer white tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly.

Tyler grins at your highly visible breasts. “Gorgeous!” he says.

Colton, looking sleepy yet very sexy in nothing but a form-fitting pair of jockey shorts, joins you for breakfast downstairs. As you are about to leave for work, he stares at you in surprise. “You go to work like that?” he inquires. “Worms and everything?”

“Yup!” you reply with a little giggle. “My colleagues are quite used to it now.”

“Amazing,” he says, shaking his head in disbelief.

You and Tyler leave the house, and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

You are still feeling very horny, and eagerly pull your panties down. Stepping out of them, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside both your rectum and your vagina. Their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a sheer white tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly.

Tyler grins at your highly visible breasts. “Gorgeous!” he says.

Colton, looking sleepy yet very sexy in nothing but a form-fitting pair of jockey shorts, joins you for breakfast downstairs. As you are about to leave for work, he chuckles at your outfit. “I still can’t believe you go to work like that,” he says, shaking his head. “Crazy.”

You and Tyler leave the house, and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

You are still feeling very horny, and eagerly pull your panties down. Stepping out of them, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “How are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Justin, you’re going to see them at lunchtime.”

“True,” concedes Justin. “But can I look at them anyway?”

Since Justin has already seen you naked, you shrug and say, “Sure, I suppose so.”

Justin scoots his chair nearer, then he reaches for your panties as you lean back in your chair. He pulls out the front of the waistband, and grins at the sight of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy. Then he slides his hand into your panties, and cups your pussy with his fingers, trapping a couple of worms against your labia.

“All right, that’s enough,” you chide him, pushing his hand away. “Naughty man.”

He grins. “Sorry,” he says, “it just looked so tempting.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

take off your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Justin...” you say uncomfortably, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

“This won’t take a minute,” he says, placing the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then sliding it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around...” He begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice top!” he says. “Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Justin...” you say uncomfortably, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

“This won’t take a minute,” he says, placing the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then sliding it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around...” He begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you put your top back on, return to your own desk, and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to the exam room.

Inside the exam room, you find Sandesh once again naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply. “Back still sore?”

“Yup,” says Sandesh.

“Would you mind climbing up there and sitting on his cock again?” asks Doctor Kapoor.

“Sure,” you say. You take off your tank top and shoes, then your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh, then remember that your vagina is still full of worms. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Oh yes,” says the doctor. “Lie down on Sandesh please.”

You lean forward until your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Mmmm,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “May I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina?”

You reply breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you pull off your tank top, then change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Justin...” you say uncomfortably, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

“This won’t take a minute,” he says, placing the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then sliding it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around...” He begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling quite excited to be so exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

Walking through the building in just your panties and shoes, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

Eventually Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your boredom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling very horny, you head to the conference room, where your barely-there top attracts plenty of looks. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you find yourself becoming more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics rather breathlessly, grinding your pussy into the worms that are pleasuring you so intensely with their squirming.

“Uh, thank you Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile, a little embarrassed.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling very horny, you ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you find yourself becoming more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics rather breathlessly, grinding your pussy into the worms that are pleasuring you so intensely with their squirming.

“Uh, thank you Penny,” says Ryan.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. Once inside, you take off your top and shoes, and then you sit down in the living room while Tyler cooks dinner.

“How was your day?” asks Colton, joining you on the sofa.

“Fine thanks,” you reply. “Yours?”

“Good,” he says, nodding. “Did some job hunting – didn’t have much luck though.”

You cannot help noticing that he is staring at your breasts, but you do not mind – it is nice to know that they can hold the attention of a man like Colton, who has surely seen more than his fair share of bare breasts.

Otherwise, Colton behaves himself. The three of you eat dinner together, then watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder your options. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow – another nice outfit, Penny!”

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your chest and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you collect up a couple of handfuls of escaped worms, and drop them back inside your panties, only to lose more through the leg-holes. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “My panties have run out of room again.”

“I’ll get you a bag,” says Darryl. He fetches a zip-lock bag, which you fill with a few dozen worms. This keeps the population in your panties at a manageable level.

You and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you take off your top and shoes, then sit down in the living room with Colton. The three of you chat for a bit, and watch some TV.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted by your top, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. As you are sitting down, he shudders at the enormous bulge in your panties, but says nothing.

The meal is nice, as usual, but you warily eye the large salsa dish that Miguel sets on the table; it contains at least three times as much salsa as you could possibly need.

When Miguel comes to collect your plates, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It flips upside down, dumping its entire contents over your chest.

“Really, Miguel?” you exclaim.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “We’d better take care of your top in the kitchen. I’ll shield you.” He unfolds a spare napkin with a flourish.

“You’d better go with him,” says Tyler.

You sigh, and nod. Then you carefully get up, and walk quickly to the kitchen while Miguel shields your panties from view with the napkin. Several people watch with puzzled looks, but nobody says anything.

In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Okay, hand me your top,” he says, “and I’ll wash it for you.”

You remove your tank top carefully, and hand it to Miguel, who grins happily at your naked breasts. “You still have some salsa on your chest,” he remarks. “I’ll be back in a moment with a cloth.”

He leaves the pantry with your top, and returns a moment later, without your top but with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“I’ll go and see to your top,” he says eventually; he lets go of your breasts and leaves the room.

When he returns, he hands you your top, which is dripping wet. “Ugh, it’s soaking!” you mutter, as you put it on. It moulds itself to your torso like a near-invisible second skin.

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

Tyler almost chokes when he sees your top. “Nice!” he says, ogling your breasts appreciatively.

You chuckle as you sit down. “Glad you approve,” you murmur.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see you well enough to kick up a fuss about your appearance.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you sit down in the living room with Colton, and watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you feel the need for some coffee. You are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around, but you are horny and looking forward to showing yourself off again. Going to the kitchen topless might be pushing it a little,

though, so you put your top back on.

but you are too horny to care.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. “Wow, I can’t believe you’re still topless!” he says. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up, and you are soon making your coffee in the kitchen. Nobody enters while you are there, which you are both relieved and disappointed about.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway, and put your top back on.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling very horny, you ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you find yourself becoming more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics rather breathlessly, grinding your pussy into the worms that are pleasuring you so intensely with their squirming.

“Uh, thank you Penny,” says Ryan.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I guess I’d better put my top on though, huh?”

Tyler laughs. “I can’t believe you’ve been topless all afternoon!” he says, staring appreciatively at your breasts. “Um, are we eating in or out?”

You think for a moment, then reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss grins appreciatively at your toplessness. Then he extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. Once inside, you take off your shoes, and then you sit down in the living room while Tyler cooks dinner.

“How was your day?” asks Colton, joining you on the sofa.

“Fine thanks,” you reply. “Yours?”

“Good,” he says, nodding. “Did some job hunting – didn’t have much luck though.”

You cannot help noticing that he is staring at your breasts, but you do not mind – it is nice to know that they can hold the attention of a man like Colton, who has surely seen more than his fair share of bare breasts.

Otherwise, Colton behaves himself. The three of you eat dinner together, then watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder your options. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call.” Then he grins. “You going to stay topless?”

You chuckle. “If you like,” you say. “He’s not going to have a heart attack, is he?”

“Nope, he’s healthy enough,” says Tyler happily. “And he’ll love it! Thank you. I’ll see you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss grins appreciatively at your toplessness. Then he extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Holy cow, Penny!”

“Hi Darryl,” you greet him, giggling as he stares at your breasts. You give him a hug, which he warmly returns.

You and Tyler follow Darryl into the living room, where the three of you sit down and chat for a few minutes, while dinner cooks in the oven. You notice that Darryl has trouble keeping his eyes off your breasts.

Tyler notices this too. “Doesn’t Penny have lovely boobs, Dad?” he remarks.

“Absolutely!” says Darryl fervently. “Just beautiful.”

“Thank you Darryl!” you say, feeling quite flattered.

“You know, she’s been topless since before lunch!” says Tyler. “She’s spent the entire second half of the day in just her panties and shoes!”

“Amazing!” says Darryl. “Why just the second half, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Sometimes we go running at lunchtime,” you explain. “It’s a good excuse to take off my top. And then, well, I like to pretend I’m still hot, and stay topless at my desk. Today I managed to drag that out all afternoon.”

“Actually, our colleagues are getting quite accustomed to seeing you topless, aren’t they Penny?” says Tyler. “You could probably get away with spending the whole day topless.”

You shiver at the idea. “Probably,” you concede. “I’m not sure I’m quite that brave, but it’s certainly an interesting thought!”

“Wow – you’re something else, Penny!” says Darryl.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you collect up a couple of handfuls of escaped worms, and drop them back inside your panties, only to lose more through the leg-holes. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “My panties have run out of room again.”

“I’ll get you a bag,” says Darryl. He fetches a zip-lock bag, which you fill with a few dozen worms. This keeps the population in your panties at a manageable level.

You and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you take off your top and shoes, then sit down in the living room with Colton. The three of you chat for a bit, and watch some TV.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Having put your top back on, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted by your top, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. As you are sitting down, he shudders at the enormous bulge in your panties, but says nothing.

The meal is nice, as usual, but you warily eye the large salsa dish that Miguel sets on the table; it contains at least three times as much salsa as you could possibly need.

When Miguel comes to collect your plates, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It flips upside down, dumping its entire contents over your chest.

“Really, Miguel?” you exclaim.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “We’d better take care of your top in the kitchen. I’ll shield you.” He unfolds a spare napkin with a flourish.

“You’d better go with him,” says Tyler.

You sigh, and nod. Then you carefully get up, and walk quickly to the kitchen while Miguel shields your panties from view with the napkin. Several people watch with puzzled looks, but nobody says anything.

In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Okay, hand me your top,” he says, “and I’ll wash it for you.”

You remove your tank top carefully, and hand it to Miguel, who grins happily at your naked breasts. “You still have some salsa on your chest,” he remarks. “I’ll be back in a moment with a cloth.”

He leaves the pantry with your top, and returns a moment later, without your top but with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“I’ll go and see to your top,” he says eventually; he lets go of your breasts and leaves the room.

When he returns, he hands you your top, which is dripping wet. “Ugh, it’s soaking!” you mutter, as you put it on. It moulds itself to your torso like a near-invisible second skin.

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

Tyler almost chokes when he sees your top. “Nice!” he says, ogling your breasts appreciatively.

You chuckle as you sit down. “Glad you approve,” you murmur.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see you well enough to kick up a fuss about your appearance.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you sit down in the living room with Colton, and watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside both your rectum and your vagina. Their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and put on a sheer white tank top and a pair of shoes. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly.

Tyler grins. “Gorgeous!” he says. “But how about losing the top?”

You...

gulp, and say, “Sorry, I just daren’t.”

giggle, and take off your tank top.

“Okay, no problem,” says Tyler, trying not to look disappointed.

Colton, looking sleepy yet very sexy in nothing but a form-fitting pair of jockey shorts, joins you for breakfast downstairs. As you are about to leave for work, he looks you up and down, and chuckles. “Have fun at work,” he says.

You and Tyler leave the house, and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

You are still feeling very horny, and eagerly pull your panties down. Stepping out of them, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“All right!” exclaims Tyler jubilantly.

Then, as an afterthought, you kick off your shoes. “How about this?” you say with a grin. “Panties only.”

“Super-hot!” cries Tyler. “Oh my God, Penny – I love you so much!” On a sudden impulse, he takes you in his arms and kisses you passionately.

When you finally pull apart, you say, “Come on, let’s get something to eat.”

Colton, looking sleepy yet very sexy in nothing but a form-fitting pair of jockey shorts, joins you for breakfast downstairs. As you are about to leave for work, he looks you up and down, and chuckles. “Is that seriously all you’re wearing to work?” he inquires in disbelief.

“Yup!” you reply with a giggle. “And the crazy thing is, I’m pretty sure I won’t even get into trouble for it!”

You and Tyler leave the house, and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and his eyes widen as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says. “No longer wearing tops, I see! Good – I approve.”

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “How are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Justin, you’re going to see them at lunchtime.”

“True,” concedes Justin. “But can I look at them anyway?”

Since Justin has already seen you naked, you shrug and say, “Sure, I suppose so.”

Justin scoots his chair nearer, then he reaches for your panties as you lean back in your chair. He pulls out the front of the waistband, and grins at the sight of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy. Then he slides his hand into your panties, and cups your pussy with his fingers, trapping a couple of worms against your labia.

“All right, that’s enough,” you chide him, pushing his hand away. “Naughty man.”

He grins. “Sorry,” he says, “it just looked so tempting.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp. Then you...

push his hand away.

take off your top, and begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Justin...” you say uncomfortably, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

“This won’t take a minute,” he says, placing the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then sliding it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around...” He begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You are honked at a few times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice top!” he says. “Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Justin...” you say uncomfortably, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

“This won’t take a minute,” he says, placing the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then sliding it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around...” He begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your exposed and bulging panties, and at your breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“You’ll get us into trouble!” you say breathlessly, as you close your legs.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp, tugging your top down to cover your breasts. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you put your top back on, return to your own desk, and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole pulls up your top, and you lift your arms up so he can take it off. Then he grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist stares at you disapprovingly for a moment, but then she asks you to wait in the waiting room, which you do.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor appears. “Come this way, Miss Farthing,” he says, leading you to the exam room.

Inside the exam room, you find Sandesh once again naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile.

“Hi Sandesh,” you reply. “Back still sore?”

“Yup,” says Sandesh.

“Would you mind climbing up there and sitting on his cock again?” asks Doctor Kapoor.

“Sure,” you say. You take off your tank top and shoes, then your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh, then remember that your vagina is still full of worms. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Oh yes,” says the doctor. “Lie down on Sandesh please.”

You lean forward until your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Mmmm,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “May I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina?”

You reply breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you pull off your tank top, then change into your running shoes.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Kicking off your shoes, you carefully lower your panties and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Justin...” you say uncomfortably, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

“This won’t take a minute,” he says, placing the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then sliding it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around...” He begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties, then you put your shoes back on. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – embarrassed, you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is rather more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler, feeling quite excited to be so exposed. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Justin, happy to see that you are still topless, gives you a big grin and a thumbs-up.

Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

Walking through the building in just your panties and shoes, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your shoes and panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties and your shoes. You are still feeling very warm, so you return to your desk while still topless, since it is quite fun to walk through the building with your breasts on display.

Sitting down at your desk, you...

put your top back on, and get to work.

get to work, with your tank top still in your bag.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

Eventually Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your boredom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties. Then you put on your top and shoes.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling very horny, you head to the conference room, where your barely-there top attracts plenty of looks. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you find yourself becoming more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics rather breathlessly, grinding your pussy into the worms that are pleasuring you so intensely with their squirming.

“Uh, thank you Penny,” says Ryan, and you smile, a little embarrassed.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling very horny, you ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you find yourself becoming more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics rather breathlessly, grinding your pussy into the worms that are pleasuring you so intensely with their squirming.

“Uh, thank you Penny,” says Ryan.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. Once inside, you take off your top and shoes, and then you sit down in the living room while Tyler cooks dinner.

“How was your day?” asks Colton, joining you on the sofa.

“Fine thanks,” you reply. “Yours?”

“Good,” he says, nodding. “Did some job hunting – didn’t have much luck though.”

You cannot help noticing that he is staring at your breasts, but you do not mind – it is nice to know that they can hold the attention of a man like Colton, who has surely seen more than his fair share of bare breasts.

Otherwise, Colton behaves himself. The three of you eat dinner together, then watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder your options. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow – another nice outfit, Penny!”

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your chest and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you collect up a couple of handfuls of escaped worms, and drop them back inside your panties, only to lose more through the leg-holes. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “My panties have run out of room again.”

“I’ll get you a bag,” says Darryl. He fetches a zip-lock bag, which you fill with a few dozen worms. This keeps the population in your panties at a manageable level.

You and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you take off your top and shoes, then sit down in the living room with Colton. The three of you chat for a bit, and watch some TV.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted by your top, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. As you are sitting down, he shudders at the enormous bulge in your panties, but says nothing.

The meal is nice, as usual, but you warily eye the large salsa dish that Miguel sets on the table; it contains at least three times as much salsa as you could possibly need.

When Miguel comes to collect your plates, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It flips upside down, dumping its entire contents over your chest.

“Really, Miguel?” you exclaim.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “We’d better take care of your top in the kitchen. I’ll shield you.” He unfolds a spare napkin with a flourish.

“You’d better go with him,” says Tyler.

You sigh, and nod. Then you carefully get up, and walk quickly to the kitchen while Miguel shields your panties from view with the napkin. Several people watch with puzzled looks, but nobody says anything.

In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Okay, hand me your top,” he says, “and I’ll wash it for you.”

You remove your tank top carefully, and hand it to Miguel, who grins happily at your naked breasts. “You still have some salsa on your chest,” he remarks. “I’ll be back in a moment with a cloth.”

He leaves the pantry with your top, and returns a moment later, without your top but with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“I’ll go and see to your top,” he says eventually; he lets go of your breasts and leaves the room.

When he returns, he hands you your top, which is dripping wet. “Ugh, it’s soaking!” you mutter, as you put it on. It moulds itself to your torso like a near-invisible second skin.

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

Tyler almost chokes when he sees your top. “Nice!” he says, ogling your breasts appreciatively.

You chuckle as you sit down. “Glad you approve,” you murmur.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see you well enough to kick up a fuss about your appearance.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you sit down in the living room with Colton, and watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts through your top, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing, and you feel the need for some coffee. You are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around, but you are horny and looking forward to showing yourself off again. Going to the kitchen topless might be pushing it a little,

though, so you put your top back on.

but you are too horny to care.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. “Wow, I can’t believe you’re still topless!” he says. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up, and you are soon making your coffee in the kitchen. Nobody enters while you are there, which you are both relieved and disappointed about.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway, and put your top back on.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. You ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you find yourself becoming more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics rather breathlessly, grinding your pussy into the worms that are pleasuring you so intensely with their squirming.

“Uh, thank you Penny,” says Ryan.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. “I guess I’d better put my top on though, huh?”

Tyler laughs. “I can’t believe you’ve been topless all afternoon!” he says, staring appreciatively at your breasts. “Um, are we eating in or out?”

You think for a moment, then reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss grins appreciatively at your toplessness. Then he extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. Once inside, you take off your shoes, and then you sit down in the living room while Tyler cooks dinner.

“How was your day?” asks Colton, joining you on the sofa.

“Fine thanks,” you reply. “Yours?”

“Good,” he says, nodding. “Did some job hunting – didn’t have much luck though.”

You cannot help noticing that he is staring at your breasts, but you do not mind – it is nice to know that they can hold the attention of a man like Colton, who has surely seen more than his fair share of bare breasts.

Otherwise, Colton behaves himself. The three of you eat dinner together, then watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder your options. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call.” Then he grins. “You going to stay topless again?”

You chuckle. “Sure,” you say.

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss grins appreciatively at your toplessness. Then he extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Topless again, Penny? Wow.”

“Hi Darryl,” you greet him, giggling as he stares at your breasts. You give him a hug, which he warmly returns.

You and Tyler follow Darryl into the living room, where the three of you sit down and chat for a few minutes, while dinner cooks in the oven. You notice that Darryl has trouble keeping his eyes off your breasts.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you collect up a couple of handfuls of escaped worms, and drop them back inside your panties, only to lose more through the leg-holes. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “My panties have run out of room again.”

“I’ll get you a bag,” says Darryl. He fetches a zip-lock bag, which you fill with a few dozen worms. This keeps the population in your panties at a manageable level.

You and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you take off your top and shoes, then sit down in the living room with Colton. The three of you chat for a bit, and watch some TV.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Having put your top back on, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted by your top, but he glances around nervously as he ushers you to a table. As you are sitting down, he shudders at the enormous bulge in your panties, but says nothing.

The meal is nice, as usual, but you warily eye the large salsa dish that Miguel sets on the table; it contains at least three times as much salsa as you could possibly need.

When Miguel comes to collect your plates, he tries to pick up too much at once, and once again loses control of the salsa dish. It flips upside down, dumping its entire contents over your chest.

“Really, Miguel?” you exclaim.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “We’d better take care of your top in the kitchen. I’ll shield you.” He unfolds a spare napkin with a flourish.

“You’d better go with him,” says Tyler.

You sigh, and nod. Then you carefully get up, and walk quickly to the kitchen while Miguel shields your panties from view with the napkin. Several people watch with puzzled looks, but nobody says anything.

In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Okay, hand me your top,” he says, “and I’ll wash it for you.”

You remove your tank top carefully, and hand it to Miguel, who grins happily at your naked breasts. “You still have some salsa on your chest,” he remarks. “I’ll be back in a moment with a cloth.”

He leaves the pantry with your top, and returns a moment later, without your top but with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“I’ll go and see to your top,” he says eventually; he lets go of your breasts and leaves the room.

When he returns, he hands you your top, which is dripping wet. “Ugh, it’s soaking!” you mutter, as you put it on. It moulds itself to your torso like a near-invisible second skin.

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

Tyler almost chokes when he sees your top. “Nice!” he says, ogling your breasts appreciatively.

You chuckle as you sit down. “Glad you approve,” you murmur.

After dinner, Miguel hovers around while you retrieve some escaped worms and put them back into your panties, then he accompanies you both to the door, doing his best to shield you from the view of other diners. You get a few curious glances, but nobody can see you well enough to kick up a fuss about your appearance.

Leaving the restaurant, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you sit down in the living room with Colton, and watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside both your rectum and your vagina. Their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and stretch. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly.

Tyler grins. “Ready for work!” he says. “And gorgeous, too, obviously.”

Colton, looking sleepy yet very sexy in nothing but a form-fitting pair of jockey shorts, joins you for breakfast downstairs. As you are about to leave for work, he looks you up and down, and chuckles. “Have fun at work,” he says.

You and Tyler leave the house, and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Your colleagues are a little surprised to see you already topless, but none of them is particularly shocked. Only Ford expresses concern. “Is Tyler making you do this?” he asks. “Coercing you into dressing ever more skimpily?”

“Not at all,” you assure him. “It’s as simple as this: the worms make me horny, being horny makes me want to do naughty and exciting things, and dressing skimpily is a naughty thing that especially excites me.”

“Okay,” says Ford. “Just don’t get fired – we’d miss you!”

“I think I’ll be okay,” you tell him.

Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Your colleagues are a little surprised to see you already topless, but none of them is particularly shocked. Only Ford expresses concern. “Is Tyler making you do this?” he asks. “Coercing you into dressing ever more skimpily?”

“Not at all,” you assure him. “It’s as simple as this: the worms make me horny, being horny makes me want to do naughty and exciting things, and dressing skimpily is a naughty thing that especially excites me.”

“Okay,” says Ford. “Just don’t get fired – we’d miss you!”

“I think I’ll be okay,” you tell him.

Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “Wow. Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your bare breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Sure, I suppose so.”

Justin scoots his chair nearer, then he reaches for your panties as you lean back in your chair. He pulls out the front of the waistband, and grins at the sight of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy. Then he slides his hand into your panties, and cups your pussy with his fingers, trapping a couple of worms against your labia.

“All right, that’s enough,” you chide him, pushing his hand away. “Naughty man.”

He grins. “Sorry,” he says, “it just looked so tempting.”

You chat with him for a few more minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp, and you...

quickly pull your panties off and climb astride Tyler’s lap.

begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You are honked at several times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice outfit!” he says. “You’re a crazy girl, Penny. Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

Tyler’s eyes widen, but he is in no mood to object; he hurriedly unzips his trousers and pulls out his cock, while you fish a few worms out of your vagina. Then you lower yourself on to Tyler’s erection, sighing with pleasure as it sinks deep inside you. Tyler grasps you by the waist, helping you to raise and lower yourself so that he slides in and out of you.

From this vantage point you can see Justin; he stares at you in delight, and gives you a thumbs-up. Then he continues to watch, while rubbing his cock through his clothing.

After about ten minutes – thankfully nobody comes along in the meantime – Tyler groans as he climaxes, shooting his sperm up inside you. You squeeze his cock with the muscular walls of your vagina, milking it until it can produce no more semen. Then, looking around nervously, you climb off Tyler’s lap and step into your fallen panties. Your worms have spilled out all over the floor, so you pull your panties up, then kneel down on the floor, picking up handfuls of worms and stuffing them back into your panties.

As you get to your feet, you can feel some of the worms already beginning to slither back into your vagina. You stay and chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist frowns at your breasts disapprovingly. “Would like like a robe?” she inquires – politely, but with an edge to her voice.

“No thanks, I’m fine,” you reply.

She sighs. “Just go straight in,” she says. “We can’t have you waiting out here like that.”

You walk to the exam room, where you find Sandesh once again naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile. “Lovely outfit today!”

“Hi Penny,” asks Doctor Kapoor. “Climb up and sit on Sandesh’s cock, please.”

“Sure,” you say, taking off your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Of course,” says the doctor. “Lie down on Sandesh please.”

You lean forward until your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest, and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Mmmm,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “May I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina?”

You reply breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you return a few escaped worms to your panties, then head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You lower your panties carefully, and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You stop by your desk and put your running shoes on, then you head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is a little more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Walking through the building in just your panties, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

Eventually Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your boredom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, you feel your worms squirming inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shiver and sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling very horny, you head to the conference room, where your bare breasts elicit gasps of disbelief. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms. Then Ryan enters, and he stops and stares at you in surprise.

“She’s gone too far this time, Ryan!” exclaims Kisha. “She’s not even wearing shoes! All she’s got on are her panties! Full of those horrible worms, of course.”

“Everything I said last time,” says Ryan, “still applies. Clearly though, Kisha, you didn’t listen to a word I said.”

“I did!” protests Kisha. “But I never dreamt you’d be okay with one of your employees working in just a pair of panties!”

“I can’t say I’m happy about it,” says Ryan calmly. “But I’m willing to accept it, per my previous reasoning.”

“Then why not just throw out the dress code?” says Kisha. “Let everyone run around naked – how do you think that will look?”

“No, I see the value in a dress code,” says Ryan. “But owing to Penny’s special circumstances, she is granted an exemption. I’ve explained this before, Kisha, but you seem unable either to grasp or accept the concept. Whichever it is, I’ve lost patience with your griping and sniping. It is incredibly tedious for me, and I can only imagine how it makes Penny feel. The next time I hear you complain about her clothing, you’re fired.”

Kisha’s jaw drops. She starts to splutter an indignant response, then wisely reconsiders, and falls into a sullen silence.

“Now,” says Ryan, “let’s do what we came here to do.”

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you find yourself becoming more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics rather breathlessly, grinding your pussy into the worms that are pleasuring you so intensely with their squirming.

“Uh, thank you Penny,” says Ryan. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” you reply, flushed and embarrassed. “I’m sorry, it’s the worms – they’ve been more active lately. I don’t know whether they’re evolving, or what... Anyway it’s quite distracting! But I’ll try to do a better job of ignoring them.”

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling very horny, you ignore the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you find yourself becoming more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics rather breathlessly, grinding your pussy into the worms that are pleasuring you so intensely with their squirming.

“Uh, thank you Penny,” says Ryan.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. Once inside, you sit down in the living room while Tyler cooks dinner.

“How was your day?” asks Colton, joining you on the sofa. “No trouble on account of your outfit?”

“Nope!” you reply. “So far so good.”

You cannot help noticing that he is staring at your breasts, but you do not mind – it is nice to know that they can hold the attention of a man like Colton, who has surely seen more than his fair share of bare breasts.

Otherwise, Colton behaves himself. The three of you eat dinner together, then watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder your options. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow – you sure look good topless, Penny!”

“Thanks,” you reply with a giggle.

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your breasts and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you look down at the large pile of worms that have escaped from your panties. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “I don’t think my panties will hold that many worms.”

“Here,” says Darryl, pulling a zip-lock bag out of a box that he now keeps on his coffee table for just such an occasion.

“Thanks,” you say gratefully. You fill it with a few dozen worms, then you stuff the rest into the front and back of your panties.

You and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you sit down in the living room with Colton. The three of you chat for a bit, and watch some TV.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted to see you topless, but you are apparently too sexy for him to let other diners see you. “Come round the back,” he urges you in a whisper.

You and Tyler head back outside and around the building to the back door, where Miguel has set up a table on the small patio. From here you have a passable view of the lake, but the presence of a large dumpster somewhat ruins the ambience.

As you sit down squishily on the huge mass of worms in your panties, Miguel places glasses and cutlery on the table. Then he takes your orders, and disappears back inside.

The meal is nice, as usual, but Miguel predictably spills salsa all over your breasts while collecting the plates.

“Really, Miguel...” you sigh, as the salsa slides all the way down your belly to your panties.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “Come inside, and I’ll clean you up.”

You carefully get up, then follow Miguel inside. In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “I’ll just fetch a cloth,” he says.

He leaves the pantry, then returns a moment later with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“Now for your panties,” he says, stooping to pick up the cloth again. As he wipes the front of your panties, he grasps the waistband and pulls it out a little, staring curiously at the worms writhing against your pussy.

“Thanks Miguel,” you say with a little smirk, “I think that’s good enough.”

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

After dinner, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you sit down in the living room with Colton, and watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside both your rectum and your vagina. Their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and stretch. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly.

Tyler grins. “Ready for work!” he says. “And gorgeous, too, obviously.”

Colton, looking sleepy yet very sexy in nothing but a form-fitting pair of jockey shorts, joins you for breakfast downstairs. As you are about to leave for work, he looks you up and down, and chuckles. “Have fun at work,” he says.

You and Tyler leave the house, and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “Wow. Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your bare breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Sure, I suppose so.”

Justin scoots his chair nearer, then he reaches for your panties as you lean back in your chair. He pulls out the front of the waistband, and grins at the sight of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy. Then he slides his hand into your panties, and cups your pussy with his fingers, trapping a couple of worms against your labia.

“Naughty man,” you chide him with a smirk, as he gently strokes your clitoris with his middle finger. “You couldn’t wait for lunchtime?”

He grins. “Nope,” he says, easing a finger into your vagina.

You let him finger you while you chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp, and you...

quickly pull your panties off and climb astride Tyler’s lap.

begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You are honked at several times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice outfit!” he says. “You’re a crazy girl, Penny. Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

Tyler’s eyes widen, but he is in no mood to object; he hurriedly unzips his trousers and pulls out his cock, while you fish a few worms out of your vagina. Then you lower yourself on to Tyler’s erection, sighing with pleasure as it sinks deep inside you. Tyler grasps you by the waist, helping you to raise and lower yourself so that he slides in and out of you.

From this vantage point you can see Justin; he stares at you in delight, and gives you a thumbs-up. Then he continues to watch, while rubbing his cock through his clothing.

After about ten minutes – thankfully nobody comes along in the meantime – Tyler groans as he climaxes, shooting his sperm up inside you. You squeeze his cock with the muscular walls of your vagina, milking it until it can produce no more semen. Then, looking around nervously, you climb off Tyler’s lap and step into your fallen panties. Your worms have spilled out all over the floor, so you pull your panties up, then kneel down on the floor, picking up handfuls of worms and stuffing them back into your panties.

As you get to your feet, you can feel some of the worms already beginning to slither back into your vagina. You stay and chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist frowns at your breasts disapprovingly. “Would like like a robe?” she inquires – politely, but with an edge to her voice.

“No thanks, I’m fine,” you reply.

She sighs. “Just go straight in,” she says. “We can’t have you waiting out here like that.”

You walk to the exam room, where you find Sandesh once again naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile. “Lovely outfit today!”

“Hi Penny,” asks Doctor Kapoor. “Climb up and sit on Sandesh’s cock, please.”

“Sure,” you say, taking off your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Of course,” says the doctor. “Lie down on Sandesh please.”

You lean forward until your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest, and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Mmmm,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “May I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina?”

You reply breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you return a few escaped worms to your panties, then head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You lower your panties carefully, and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You stop by your desk and put your running shoes on, then you head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is a little more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Walking through the building in just your panties, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

Eventually Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your boredom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, your worms squirm vigorously inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shudder and moan with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling extremely horny, you head to the conference room, where your bare breasts attract plenty of attention. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms, and you begin subtly stroking your clitoris through your panties, beneath the table. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you struggle through your department’s news and statistics, your delivery punctuated by gasps and soft moans as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, clearing his throat uncomfortably. He glances at Kisha, who is staring determinedly at the table with her lips pursed.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling extremely horny, you gently stroke your clitoris through your panties, ignoring the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you struggle through your department’s news and statistics, your delivery punctuated by gasps and soft moans as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, sounding a little uncomfortable.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. Once inside, you sit down in the living room while Tyler cooks dinner.

“How was your day?” asks Colton, joining you on the sofa.

“Good thanks,” you reply. “The worms make it hard to concentrate sometimes though.”

Colton pats your thigh. “I can imagine they must be quite distracting,” he says.

Noting with a little thrill of excitement that his hand is still on your thigh, you...

gently remove it, with an apologetic smile.

wait to see what else he will do.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder your options. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow – you sure look good topless, Penny!”

“Thanks,” you reply with a giggle.

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your breasts and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you look down at the large pile of worms that have escaped from your panties. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “I don’t think my panties will hold that many worms.”

“Here,” says Darryl, pulling a zip-lock bag out of a box that he now keeps on his coffee table for just such an occasion.

“Thanks,” you say gratefully. You fill it with a few dozen worms, then you stuff the rest into the front and back of your panties.

You and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you sit down in the living room with Colton. The three of you chat for a bit, and watch some TV.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted to see you topless, but you are apparently too sexy for him to let other diners see you. “Come round the back,” he urges you in a whisper.

You and Tyler head back outside and around the building to the back door, where Miguel has set up a table on the small patio. From here you have a passable view of the lake, but the presence of a large dumpster somewhat ruins the ambience.

As you sit down squishily on the huge mass of worms in your panties, Miguel places glasses and cutlery on the table. Then he takes your orders, and disappears back inside.

The meal is nice, as usual, but Miguel predictably spills salsa all over your breasts while collecting the plates.

“Really, Miguel...” you sigh, as the salsa slides all the way down your belly to your panties.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “Come inside, and I’ll clean you up.”

You carefully get up, then follow Miguel inside. In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “I’ll just fetch a cloth,” he says.

He leaves the pantry, then returns a moment later with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“Now for your panties,” he says, stooping to pick up the cloth again. As he wipes the front of your panties, he grasps the waistband and pulls it out a little, staring curiously at the worms writhing against your pussy.

“Thanks Miguel,” you say with a little smirk, “I think that’s good enough.”

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

After dinner, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you sit down in the living room with Colton, and watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

After that, Colton behaves himself. The three of you eat dinner together, then watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

“Very distracting,” you agree. “Sometimes I’m in the middle of something, and I suddenly realise I’m masturbating.”

Colton is now stroking your inner thigh, working his way higher and higher. “You masturbate at your desk? Wow – that’s pretty awesome!” His hand reaches your panties, and he gently cups your pussy through the material.

You shiver in excitement as he begins to stroke your labia through your panties and the layer of wriggling worms inside. But then you feel a stab of guilt, and you push his hand away with an apologetic smile.

After that, Colton behaves himself. The three of you eat dinner together, then watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside both your rectum and your vagina. Their movements have made you very horny.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Good morning Babe,” he mumbles, rolling over and smiling sleepily at you.

You get out of bed, and stretch. “How do I look?” you ask him coyly.

Tyler grins. “Ready for work!” he says. “And gorgeous, too, obviously.”

Colton, looking sleepy yet very sexy in nothing but a form-fitting pair of jockey shorts, joins you for breakfast downstairs. As you are about to leave for work, he looks you up and down, and chuckles. “Have fun at work,” he says.

You and Tyler leave the house, and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “Wow. Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your bare breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Sure, I suppose so.”

Justin scoots his chair nearer, then he reaches for your panties as you lean back in your chair. He pulls out the front of the waistband, and grins at the sight of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy. Then he slides his hand into your panties, and cups your pussy with his fingers, trapping a couple of worms against your labia.

“Naughty man,” you chide him with a smirk, as he gently strokes your clitoris with his middle finger. “You couldn’t wait for lunchtime?”

He grins. “Nope,” he says, easing a finger into your vagina.

You let him finger you while you chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp, and you...

quickly pull your panties off and climb astride Tyler’s lap.

begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You are honked at several times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice outfit!” he says. “You’re a crazy girl, Penny. Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

Tyler’s eyes widen, but he is in no mood to object; he hurriedly unzips his trousers and pulls out his cock, while you fish a few worms out of your vagina. Then you lower yourself on to Tyler’s erection, sighing with pleasure as it sinks deep inside you. Tyler grasps you by the waist, helping you to raise and lower yourself so that he slides in and out of you.

From this vantage point you can see Justin; he stares at you in delight, and gives you a thumbs-up. Then he continues to watch, while rubbing his cock through his clothing.

After about ten minutes – thankfully nobody comes along in the meantime – Tyler groans as he climaxes, shooting his sperm up inside you. You squeeze his cock with the muscular walls of your vagina, milking it until it can produce no more semen. Then, looking around nervously, you climb off Tyler’s lap and step into your fallen panties. Your worms have spilled out all over the floor, so you pull your panties up, then kneel down on the floor, picking up handfuls of worms and stuffing them back into your panties.

As you get to your feet, you can feel some of the worms already beginning to slither back into your vagina. You stay and chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist frowns at your breasts disapprovingly. “Would like like a robe?” she inquires – politely, but with an edge to her voice.

“No thanks, I’m fine,” you reply.

She sighs. “Just go straight in,” she says. “We can’t have you waiting out here like that.”

You walk to the exam room, where you find Sandesh once again naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile. “Lovely outfit today!”

“Hi Penny,” asks Doctor Kapoor. “Climb up and sit on Sandesh’s cock, please.”

“Sure,” you say, taking off your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Of course,” says the doctor. “Lie down on Sandesh please.”

You lean forward until your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest, and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Mmmm,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “May I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina?”

You reply breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you return a few escaped worms to your panties, then head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You lower your panties carefully, and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You stop by your desk and put your running shoes on, then you head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is a little more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Walking through the building in just your panties, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

Eventually Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your boredom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, your worms squirm vigorously inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shudder and moan with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling extremely horny, you head to the conference room, where your bare breasts attract plenty of attention. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms, and you begin subtly stroking your clitoris through your panties, beneath the table. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you struggle through your department’s news and statistics, your delivery punctuated by gasps and soft moans as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, clearing his throat uncomfortably. He glances at Kisha, who is staring determinedly at the table with her lips pursed.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling extremely horny, you gently stroke your clitoris through your panties, ignoring the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you struggle through your department’s news and statistics, your delivery punctuated by gasps and soft moans as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, sounding a little uncomfortable.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. Once inside, you sit down in the living room while Tyler cooks dinner.

“Hi Penny,” says Colton, joining you on the sofa. He pats your thigh. “Did you have fun today?”

“Lots, thanks,” you reply with a giggle, as Colton strokes your thigh, working his hand higher and higher. “It’s hard not to, with worms wriggling against my pussy all day.”

Colton cups your pussy through your panties. “I can imagine,” he says, beginning to caress you sensuously through the material.

This is very exciting, but you...

gently push Colton’s hand away with an apologetic smile.

play it casual, and ask Colton how his day went.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder your options. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow – you sure look good topless, Penny!”

“Thanks,” you reply with a giggle.

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your breasts and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you nod.

As you get up, you look down at the large pile of worms that have escaped from your panties. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “I don’t think my panties will hold that many worms.”

“Here,” says Darryl, pulling a zip-lock bag out of a box that he now keeps on his coffee table for just such an occasion.

“Thanks,” you say gratefully. You fill it with a few dozen worms, then you stuff the rest into the front and back of your panties.

You and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you sit down in the living room with Colton. The three of you chat for a bit, and watch some TV.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted to see you topless, but you are apparently too sexy for him to let other diners see you. “Come round the back,” he urges you in a whisper.

You and Tyler head back outside and around the building to the back door, where Miguel has set up a table on the small patio. From here you have a passable view of the lake, but the presence of a large dumpster somewhat ruins the ambience.

As you sit down squishily on the huge mass of worms in your panties, Miguel places glasses and cutlery on the table. Then he takes your orders, and disappears back inside.

The meal is nice, as usual, but Miguel predictably spills salsa all over your breasts while collecting the plates.

“Really, Miguel...” you sigh, as the salsa slides all the way down your belly to your panties.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “Come inside, and I’ll clean you up.”

You carefully get up, then follow Miguel inside. In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “I’ll just fetch a cloth,” he says.

He leaves the pantry, then returns a moment later with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“Now for your panties,” he says, stooping to pick up the cloth again. As he wipes the front of your panties, he grasps the waistband and pulls it out a little, staring curiously at the worms writhing against your pussy.

“Thanks Miguel,” you say with a little smirk, “I think that’s good enough.”

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

After dinner, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you sit down in the living room with Colton, and watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

After that, Colton behaves himself. The three of you eat dinner together, then watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into bed. Tyler stays up for a while, chatting with Colton, then he joins you in bed and cuddles you for a while before you fall asleep.

Continue.

“Good thanks,” says Colton, slipping his fingers beneath the waistband of your panties, then pushing his whole hand inside. As he begins to rub your clitoris directly, you gasp in excitement and part your legs a little.

Soon he moves his hand a little further down, and dips a finger into your worm-filled vagina. As he starts stroking your g-spot, you...

stifle a moan, and quickly pull Colton’s hand out of your panties.

lie back, spreading your legs wider apart as you moan softly.

Colton turns you so that you lie back lengthwise along the sofa, and he shifts a cushion underneath your head. Deftly pulling worms out of your vagina, he pulls out his cock and climbs on top of you.

As he pulls your panties to one side and positions the tip of his erection at the slippery opening of your vagina, you...

hastily struggle out from beneath him and mutter an admonishment to Colton as you sit up straight.

gasp and whisper, “No, we mustn’t...” while wrapping your legs around Colton’s back.

Colton sinks his cock deep into your vagina with a smooth push, and then he begins thrusting. You try to keep your moans of pleasure as quiet as possible, but you are so aroused that you find this very difficult. Colton slows down his rhythm so that his orgasm will coincide with yours, and then, with moans of ecstasy, you climax together as Colton pumps his semen all over the entrance to your womb.

“Oh my God, what the fuck!!” exclaims Tyler, who is standing in the doorway, staring at you and Colton in dismay.

Colton gives your left breast a squeeze. “I’m just fucking your girl, bud,” he says. “You don’t mind, do you?”

Tyler suddenly grins. “Not at all, bro,” he says. “Fuck away. Enjoy her.”

“Wait, what??” you exclaim. “You don’t even mind? But you said...”

“Well I didn’t want to make it too easy for him,” says Tyler. “Guy needs a challenge once in a while. I must say, though, you didn’t put up much of a fight.”

You groan in annoyance. “And here was I, beating myself up with guilt ... you jerk!”

Tyler laughs. “Sorry,” he says. “But admit it – it was fun this way, right?”

You scowl. “Just so I know, is there anyone you really don’t want me to have sex with? Or should I just assume all men are fair game?”

Tyler chuckles. “Well, obviously my dad’s off limits.”

“Obviously,” you agree.

“Just kidding,” says Tyler. “You can fuck him if you want.”

“Seriously??” you exclaim. “Even your dad? Damn, Tyler, that’s pretty fucked up...”

Colton slides a finger deep into your anus, and wiggles it around. “Give me a kiss, Penny,” he says.

“Hey, no,” objects Tyler. “She needs to save something for me.”

Annoyed with him for deceiving you, you plant your lips firmly on Colton’s, and push your tongue into his mouth. He responds eagerly, swirling his tongue around yours as he finger-fucks your anus. Tyler laughs and heads back into the kitchen, and you realise he has tricked you again.

“Asshole,” you mutter. “Well just for that, he can sleep alone tonight. Would you like some company in bed, Colton?”

“Absolutely!” he grins.

The three of you have dinner, then watch some TV. More and more worms spill out of your anus, until your panties overflow. As the worms spill out on to the sofa, Tyler and Colton tease you gently.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into Colton’s bed. Tyler and Colton stay up for a while, playing a video game, then Colton joins you in bed, having brushed his teeth.

“Turn over,” he says, with a grin. “I’m going to fuck your ass.”

“Oh!” you say. “Okay.” You turn on to your front, and Colton pulls down your panties. No more worms have escaped from your anus, but some of their slime has leaked out, and it makes for an effective lubricant as Colton slides his thick erection deep into your rectum.

Tyler enters, and he stares at you in surprise. “You sleeping here tonight?” he inquires.

“Aaaahhh,” you gasp. “Yes. As punishment for tricking me.”

Tyler laughs. “I don’t mind,” he says. “You can sleep in Colton’s bed whenever you like.” He pulls the door closed.

Colton snorts. “Takes all the fun out of being naughty, doesn’t he?” he remarks.

“Yeah,” you agree, your body rocking back and forth as Colton’s cock pistons in and out of your anus. “Well, not quite ALL the fun...”

Colton chuckles, and speeds up his thrusting. Moments later, he grunts and shudders as he spurts his semen amongst the wriggling worms in your rectum. Then he withdraws his cock and rolls off you, and you lie panting for a while before eventually drifting off to sleep.

Continue.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of Colton gently fucking you, while dozens of worms squirm against your pussy, wriggle between your buttocks, and writhe inside your rectum.

“Morning Colton,” you murmur.

In response, he grunts and shudders as he spurts his semen inside you. After a moment, he rolls off you, and his penis pops out of your vagina.

You get out of bed, go to the bathroom, then head downstairs to have breakfast with Tyler. Colton joins you a few minutes later; he gives your right breast a squeeze as he sits down.

Not long afterwards, you and Tyler leave the house and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside your vagina and rectum.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Morning babe,” he replies.

You get out of bed, go to the bathroom, then head downstairs to have breakfast with Tyler. Colton joins you a few minutes later; he gives your right breast a squeeze as he sits down.

Not long afterwards, you and Tyler leave the house and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “Wow. Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

You catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your bare breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Sure, I suppose so.”

Justin scoots his chair nearer, then he reaches for your panties as you lean back in your chair. He pulls out the front of the waistband, and grins at the sight of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy. Then he slides his hand into your panties, and cups your pussy with his fingers, trapping a couple of worms against your labia.

“Naughty man,” you chide him with a smirk, as he gently strokes your clitoris with his middle finger. “You couldn’t wait for lunchtime?”

He grins. “Nope,” he says, easing a finger into your vagina.

You let him finger you while you chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp, and you...

quickly pull your panties off and climb astride Tyler’s lap.

begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You are honked at several times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice outfit!” he says. “You’re a crazy girl, Penny. Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

Tyler’s eyes widen, but he is in no mood to object; he hurriedly unzips his trousers and pulls out his cock, while you fish a few worms out of your vagina. Then you lower yourself on to Tyler’s erection, sighing with pleasure as it sinks deep inside you. Tyler grasps you by the waist, helping you to raise and lower yourself so that he slides in and out of you.

From this vantage point you can see Justin; he stares at you in delight, and gives you a thumbs-up. Then he continues to watch, while rubbing his cock through his clothing.

After about ten minutes – thankfully nobody comes along in the meantime – Tyler groans as he climaxes, shooting his sperm up inside you. You squeeze his cock with the muscular walls of your vagina, milking it until it can produce no more semen. Then, looking around nervously, you climb off Tyler’s lap and step into your fallen panties. Your worms have spilled out all over the floor, so you pull your panties up, then kneel down on the floor, picking up handfuls of worms and stuffing them back into your panties.

As you get to your feet, you can feel some of the worms already beginning to slither back into your vagina. You stay and chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist frowns at your breasts disapprovingly. “Would like like a robe?” she inquires – politely, but with an edge to her voice.

“No thanks, I’m fine,” you reply.

She sighs. “Just go straight in,” she says. “We can’t have you waiting out here like that.”

You walk to the exam room, where you find Sandesh once again naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile. “Lovely outfit today!”

“Hi Penny,” asks Doctor Kapoor. “Climb up and sit on Sandesh’s cock, please.”

“Sure,” you say, taking off your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Of course,” says the doctor. “Lie down on Sandesh please.”

You lean forward until your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest, and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Mmmm,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “May I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina?”

You reply breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you return a few escaped worms to your panties, then head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You lower your panties carefully, and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You stop by your desk and put your running shoes on, then you head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is a little more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Walking through the building in just your panties, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

Eventually Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your boredom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, your worms squirm vigorously inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shudder and moan with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling extremely horny, you head to the conference room, where your bare breasts attract plenty of attention. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms, and you begin subtly stroking your clitoris through your panties, beneath the table. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you struggle through your department’s news and statistics, your delivery punctuated by gasps and soft moans as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, clearing his throat uncomfortably. He glances at Kisha, who is staring determinedly at the table with her lips pursed.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling extremely horny, you gently stroke your clitoris through your panties, ignoring the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you struggle through your department’s news and statistics, your delivery punctuated by gasps and soft moans as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, sounding a little uncomfortable.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. Once inside, you sit down in the living room while Tyler cooks dinner.

“Hi Penny,” says Colton, joining you on the sofa. He places his hand on your upper thigh. “Did you have a good day?”

“Yes tha...” you begin, but Colton cuts you off by planting a kiss on your lips. As you respond eagerly, he slips his hand into the front of your panties and begins to caress your pussy. Then he reaches farther down, slides two fingers into your vagina, and starts pulling worms out of you.

You do not resist even slightly as he pushes you down into a lying position. He pulls your legs apart, tugs your panties to one side, and climbs on top of you. Having pulled out his cock, he plunges it deep into your vagina, and starts fucking you with powerful strokes.

Five minutes later, your orgasm hits, and you moan loudly with intense pleasure. Tyler comes in, and he chuckles at the sight of his friend fucking you. “That’s it, bro,” he says. “Fill her up.”

Colton groans as he pumps his semen into you, liberally coating your cervix with the stuff. Tyler, laughing, returns to the kitchen.

A little later, the three of you have dinner together, then you all sit down to watch some TV. More and more worms spill out of your anus, until your panties overflow. As the worms spill out on to the sofa, Tyler and Colton tease you gently.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder your options. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Wow – you sure look good topless, Penny!”

“Thanks,” you reply with a giggle.

You follow Tyler in, and the two of you sit down in the living room. Darryl already has dinner in the oven, and he sits down to chat with you for a few minutes. You notice he has trouble keeping his eyes off your breasts and panties.

Dinner is again delicious, and Darryl keeps you feeling relaxed and entertained as you eat at his small dining table. The three of you continue to talk throughout the meal and afterwards, while more and more worms slip out of your anus. At about ten o’clock, Tyler suggests it is time to head home, and you...

nod.

say, “Actually, do you mind if I stay and chat with your dad for a bit?”

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted to see you topless, but you are apparently too sexy for him to let other diners see you. “Come round the back,” he urges you in a whisper.

You and Tyler head back outside and around the building to the back door, where Miguel has set up a table on the small patio. From here you have a passable view of the lake, but the presence of a large dumpster somewhat ruins the ambience.

As you sit down squishily on the huge mass of worms in your panties, Miguel places glasses and cutlery on the table. Then he takes your orders, and disappears back inside.

The meal is nice, as usual, but Miguel predictably spills salsa all over your breasts while collecting the plates.

“Really, Miguel...” you sigh, as the salsa slides all the way down your belly to your panties.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “Come inside, and I’ll clean you up.”

You carefully get up, then follow Miguel inside. In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “I’ll just fetch a cloth,” he says.

He leaves the pantry, then returns a moment later with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“Now for your panties,” he says, stooping to pick up the cloth again. As he wipes the front of your panties, he grasps the waistband and pulls it out a little, staring curiously at the worms writhing against your pussy.

“Thanks Miguel,” you say with a little smirk, “I think that’s good enough.”

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

After dinner, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you sit down in the living room with Colton, and watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Tyler and Colton stay up for a while, playing a video game, then Tyler comes to bed and cuddles you for a while before you both drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Tyler and Colton stay up for a while, playing a video game, then Colton joins you in bed. He turns you over, pulls your panties down, sinks his cock into your anus, and gives your rectum a long, hard fucking. After he has come inside you and rolled over, you lie panting for a while before eventually drifting off to sleep.

Continue.

As you get up, you look down at the large pile of worms that have escaped from your panties. “Oh dear,” you say, embarrassed. “I don’t think my panties will hold that many worms.”

“Here,” says Darryl, pulling a zip-lock bag out of a box that he now keeps on his coffee table for just such an occasion.

“Thanks,” you say gratefully. You fill it with a few dozen worms, then you stuff the rest into the front and back of your panties.

You and Tyler leave, and drive home, where you sit down in the living room with Colton. The three of you chat for a bit, and watch some TV.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

“Oh!” says Tyler. “Sure! Yes, the two of you should absolutely spend some time together.” He gives you a kiss, and gets up. “I’ll see you at home.”

Once he has left, Darryl smiles at you. “So, Penny, what did you want to talk about?”

You reply,

“I just thought we should get to know each other a little better.”

“Does it bother you that I wear so little?”

Darryl comes over and sits down next to you. “I’d like that,” he says, resting his hand lightly on your knee. “Tyler’s lucky to have found himself such a delightful girl.”

Smiling, you...

say, “Well, I’ve had the boy ... now I think I should have the man.”

put your hand on his, and pull it all the way up your thigh to your panties.

“Not at all!” says Darryl. “Your body is ... delightful. I’m very glad you enjoy showing it off.”

“Oh good,” you say with a coy smile. “I’m glad you enjoy looking at it.”

“Oh I do, I do,” says Darryl fervently. Staring hungrily at your panties, he adds, “I’d love to see even more...”

You stand up, pull down your panties, and step out of them. “Your wish is my command,” you say with a little giggle.

Darryl is on his feet in a moment. He takes your hand, and leads you through to his bedroom. There, you climb on to his bed, lie down on your back, and spread your legs. “You’ll need to get the worms out of my vagina first,” you tell him.

Darryl slides two fingers into your worm-infested vagina. “Oh, I don’t think that’ll be necessary,” he says. “You’ll stretch.” He takes off his jeans and boxer shorts, and climbs on top of you.

“Uhhhh God...” you murmur, as his erection sinks into your vagina, forcing the worms aside, until it butts up against your cervix. You feel extremely full.

He begins thrusting, and you wrap your legs around him. “Ohhh yes,” you gasp. “Fuck me, Darryl...”

He does so, with a vigour and stamina that belie his age. Eventually, though, he climaxes, his semen splurging all over the opening to your womb. Then he pulls his cock, coated with worm-slime, out of your vagina. “Wow,” he pants. “That was awesome.”

“Yes it was!” you reply breathlessly. “Thank you!”

But then Darryl’s smile fades. “Shit,” he says. “I hate to do this to Tyler, though.”

“Don’t worry about it,” you tell him. “Tyler won’t mind at all. In fact, he’d approve. He likes to share me – I think it turns him on.”

“Oh!” says Darryl. “Well that’s very generous of him. So ... we can do this again?”

“Sure!” you reply with a smile. “But for now, I’d better get going.”

You climb off the bed, return to the living room, and retrieve your worm-filled panties. There are more worms on the couch – too many to fit in your panties – so you put some of them in one of Darryl’s zip-lock bags.

“Come again soon!” says Darryl.

You give him a kiss, then you leave, and drive home. After watching some TV with Tyler and Colton, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Darryl stares at you in surprise. Then he says, “Take off your panties.”

You stand up, pull down your panties, and step out of them. You turn to face him, and he reaches out and cups your pussy with his right hand. He massages your labia and clitoris for a moment, then he gets to his feet.

Taking your hand, he leads you through to his bedroom. There, you climb on to his bed, lie down on your back, and spread your legs. “You’ll need to get the worms out of my vagina first,” you tell him.

Darryl slides two fingers into your worm-infested vagina. “Oh, I don’t think that’ll be necessary,” he says. “You’ll stretch.” He takes off his jeans and boxer shorts, and climbs on top of you.

“Uhhhh God...” you murmur, as his erection sinks into your vagina, forcing the worms aside, until it butts up against your cervix. You feel extremely full.

He begins thrusting, and you wrap your legs around him. “Ohhh yes,” you gasp. “Fuck me, Darryl...”

He does so, with a vigour and stamina that belie his age. Eventually, though, he climaxes, his semen splurging all over the opening to your womb. Then he pulls his cock, coated with worm-slime, out of your vagina. “Wow,” he pants. “That was awesome.”

“Yes it was!” you reply breathlessly. “Thank you!”

But then Darryl’s smile fades. “Shit,” he says. “I hate to do this to Tyler, though.”

“Don’t worry about it,” you tell him. “Tyler won’t mind at all. In fact, he’d approve. He likes to share me – I think it turns him on.”

“Oh!” says Darryl. “Well that’s very generous of him. So ... we can do this again?”

“Sure!” you reply with a smile. “But for now, I’d better get going.”

You climb off the bed, return to the living room, and retrieve your worm-filled panties. There are more worms on the couch – too many to fit in your panties – so you put some of them in one of Darryl’s zip-lock bags.

“Come again soon!” says Darryl.

You give him a kiss, then you leave, and drive home. After watching some TV with Tyler and Colton, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Darryl gasps in surprise, but he recovers quickly. Rubbing your pussy through your panties, he says, “Wow, Penny, you’re something else.”

You lean back, and spread your legs. But Darryl gets up from the couch, and helps you to your feet. “Take off your panties,” he instructs you.

You pull down your panties, and step out of them. Darryl then takes your hand, and leads you through to his bedroom. There, you climb on to his bed, lie down on your back, and spread your legs. “You’ll need to get the worms out of my vagina first,” you tell him.

Darryl slides two fingers into your worm-infested vagina. “Oh, I don’t think that’ll be necessary,” he says. “You’ll stretch.” He takes off his jeans and boxer shorts, and climbs on top of you.

“Uhhhh God...” you murmur, as his erection sinks into your vagina, forcing the worms aside, until it butts up against your cervix. You feel extremely full.

He begins thrusting, and you wrap your legs around him. “Ohhh yes,” you gasp. “Fuck me, Darryl...”

He does so, with a vigour and stamina that belie his age. Eventually, though, he climaxes, his semen splurging all over the opening to your womb. Then he pulls his cock, coated with worm-slime, out of your vagina. “Wow,” he pants. “That was awesome.”

“Yes it was!” you reply breathlessly. “Thank you!”

But then Darryl’s smile fades. “Shit,” he says. “I hate to do this to Tyler, though.”

“Don’t worry about it,” you tell him. “Tyler won’t mind at all. In fact, he’d approve. He likes to share me – I think it turns him on.”

“Oh!” says Darryl. “Well that’s very generous of him. So ... we can do this again?”

“Sure!” you reply with a smile. “But for now, I’d better get going.”

You climb off the bed, return to the living room, and retrieve your worm-filled panties. There are more worms on the couch – too many to fit in your panties – so you put some of them in one of Darryl’s zip-lock bags.

“Come again soon!” says Darryl.

You give him a kiss, then you leave, and drive home. After watching some TV with Tyler and Colton, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of Colton gently fucking you, while dozens of worms squirm against your pussy, wriggle between your buttocks, and writhe inside your rectum.

“Morning Colton,” you murmur.

In response, he grunts and shudders as he spurts his semen inside you. After a moment, he rolls off you, and his penis pops out of your vagina.

You get out of bed, go to the bathroom, then head downstairs to have breakfast with Tyler. Colton joins you a few minutes later; he gives your right breast a squeeze as he sits down.

Not long afterwards, you and Tyler leave the house and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside your vagina and rectum.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Morning babe,” he replies.

You get out of bed, go to the bathroom, then head downstairs to have breakfast with Tyler. Colton joins you a few minutes later; he gives your right breast a squeeze as he sits down.

Not long afterwards, you and Tyler leave the house and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “Wow. Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

Feeling desperately horny, you try to work, but the movements of the worms in your panties are just too distracting. Slipping your hand into the front of your panties, you quietly masturbate yourself to a lovely orgasm. Afterwards, you catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

Feeling desperately horny, you try to work, but the movements of the worms in your panties are just too distracting. Slipping your hand into the front of your panties, you quietly masturbate yourself to a lovely orgasm. Afterwards, you catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your bare breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Sure, I suppose so.”

Justin scoots his chair nearer, then he reaches for your panties as you lean back in your chair. He pulls out the front of the waistband, and grins at the sight of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy. Then he slides his hand into your panties, and cups your pussy with his fingers, trapping a couple of worms against your labia.

“Naughty man,” you chide him with a smirk, as he gently slides his middle finger into your vagina.

You let him finger you while you chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp, and you...

quickly pull your panties off and climb astride Tyler’s lap.

begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You are honked at several times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice outfit!” he says. “You’re a crazy girl, Penny. Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

Tyler’s eyes widen, but he is in no mood to object; he hurriedly unzips his trousers and pulls out his cock, while you fish a few worms out of your vagina. Then you lower yourself on to Tyler’s erection, sighing with pleasure as it sinks deep inside you. Tyler grasps you by the waist, helping you to raise and lower yourself so that he slides in and out of you.

From this vantage point you can see Justin; he stares at you in delight, and gives you a thumbs-up. Then he continues to watch, while rubbing his cock through his clothing.

After about ten minutes – thankfully nobody comes along in the meantime – Tyler groans as he climaxes, shooting his sperm up inside you. You squeeze his cock with the muscular walls of your vagina, milking it until it can produce no more semen. Then, looking around nervously, you climb off Tyler’s lap and step into your fallen panties. Your worms have spilled out all over the floor, so you pull your panties up, then kneel down on the floor, picking up handfuls of worms and stuffing them back into your panties.

As you get to your feet, you can feel some of the worms already beginning to slither back into your vagina. You stay and chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist frowns at your breasts disapprovingly. “Would like like a robe?” she inquires – politely, but with an edge to her voice.

“No thanks, I’m fine,” you reply.

She sighs. “Just go straight in,” she says. “We can’t have you waiting out here like that.”

You walk to the exam room, where you find Sandesh once again naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile. “Lovely outfit today!”

“Hi Penny,” asks Doctor Kapoor. “Climb up and sit on Sandesh’s cock, please.”

“Sure,” you say, taking off your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Of course,” says the doctor. “Lie down on Sandesh please.”

You lean forward until your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest, and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Mmmm,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “May I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina?”

You reply breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you return a few escaped worms to your panties, then head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You lower your panties carefully, and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You stop by your desk and put your running shoes on, then you head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is a little more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Walking through the building in just your panties, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

“Ohhh,” gasps Sandesh. “I do hope you will be getting pregnant soon.”

“Not much chance of that,” you reply breathlessly. “I’m on the pill.”

“Oh my god, really?” says Sandesh in alarm. “But that is against my religion!”

You stop bouncing. Sitting on his groin, with his cock buried inside you, you say, “What – you’re Catholic?”

“Hindu,” he replies. “Specifically, I belong to a sect that follows the teachings of Mahatma Gandhi. And he was very clear on the evils of birth control.”

“He was,” agrees Doctor Kapoor.

Your brow furrows. “Are you saying you don’t want to fuck me anymore?”

“No!” says Sandesh. “But you must come off the pill, right away!”

This is a ridiculous suggestion, and Sandesh has no right to make it ... yet the idea makes you shiver. If you came off the pill, yet continued with your current lifestyle, you might very quickly get pregnant. But with whose baby...?

Of course, perhaps the worms in your vagina consume every drop of semen that gets spurted inside you. Perhaps there is no risk of pregnancy at all. But maybe that is just wishful thinking...

“I’m afraid,” says Doctor Kapoor, “that I also can no longer in good conscience continue to treat you if you remain on the pill.”

“What??” you exclaim. “You belong to this sect too?”

“I just joined,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Now, either you must find yourself a different parasitologist, or you must give up the pill.”

“Are there any other parasitologists in this area?” you inquire.

“Not in this hospital,” says Doctor Kapoor. “You would need to travel. The closest one, I believe, is about seventy miles away. But I should warn you that he is very busy and might not be able to see you for a few weeks. Also, I am sure he would charge you for every visit.”

“I can’t afford to give up my free check-ups!” you say, dismayed. “Very well – I guess I’ll have to come off the pill. Tonight I’ll throw away my remaining pills for this month.”

“Excellent!” says Sandesh. “Okay – you can start bouncing again.”

You do so, rhythmically sliding your vagina up and down on his erection. Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “And don’t forget – no more pills!”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina. You will be safe from getting pregnant today, and for the next few days ... but you shudder at the thought that you will soon enough be ovulating and at risk of an unplanned pregnancy. And if you do get pregnant ... who, you wonder, will the father be...?

You return to your desk, and message Tyler to tell him you are coming off the pill. He seems delighted by this news, and especially at the notion that if and when you get pregnant, you will not have a clue who the father is. The unlikelihood of Tyler himself being the father does not seem to bother him at all.

Pouting a little, you minimise the chat window, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your boredom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, your worms squirm vigorously inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shudder and moan with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling extremely horny, you head to the conference room, where your bare breasts attract plenty of attention. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms, and you begin subtly stroking your clitoris through your panties, beneath the table. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you struggle through your department’s news and statistics, your delivery punctuated by gasps and soft moans as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, clearing his throat uncomfortably. He glances at Kisha, who is staring determinedly at the table with her lips pursed.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling extremely horny, you gently stroke your clitoris through your panties, ignoring the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you struggle through your department’s news and statistics, your delivery punctuated by gasps and soft moans as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, sounding a little uncomfortable.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. Once inside, you sit down in the living room while Tyler cooks dinner.

“Hi Penny,” says Colton, joining you on the sofa. He places his hand on your upper thigh. “Did you have a good day?”

“Yes tha...” you begin, but Colton cuts you off by planting a kiss on your lips. As you respond eagerly, he slips his hand into the front of your panties and begins to caress your pussy. Then he reaches farther down, slides two fingers into your vagina, and starts pulling worms out of you.

You do not resist even slightly as he pushes you down into a lying position. He pulls your legs apart, tugs your panties to one side, and climbs on top of you. Having pulled out his cock, he plunges it deep into your vagina, and starts fucking you with powerful strokes.

Five minutes later, your orgasm hits, and you moan loudly with intense pleasure. Tyler comes in, and he chuckles at the sight of his friend fucking you. “That’s it, bro,” he says. “Fill her up.”

Colton groans as he pumps his semen into you, liberally coating your cervix with the stuff. Tyler, laughing, returns to the kitchen.

A little later, the three of you have dinner together, then you all sit down to watch some TV. More and more worms spill out of your anus, until your panties overflow. As the worms spill out on to the sofa, Tyler and Colton tease you gently.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder your options. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Looking sexy as always, Penny, I see!” He spreads his arms for a hug.

“Thanks,” you reply with a giggle. You step forward, put your arms around his neck, and kiss him on the lips. He slips his tongue into your mouth, and swirls it around while he slides his right hand down inside the front of your panties.

“All right Dad, you old dog,” chuckles Tyler.

Darryl grins as he disengages. You enter his apartment, and the three of you sit down in the living room for a short chat.

Dinner is once again delicious. After the meal you all return to the living room. You are about to sit down on the couch next to Tyler when Darryl says, “Why don’t you take off those panties, Penny?”

Smiling, you tug your panties down, and step out of them. Then you...

calmly walk through to Darryl’s bedroom.

say, “So, are the two of you going to fuck me consecutively or concurrently?”

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted to see you topless, but you are apparently too sexy for him to let other diners see you. “Come round the back,” he urges you in a whisper.

You and Tyler head back outside and around the building to the back door, where Miguel has set up a table on the small patio. From here you have a passable view of the lake, but the presence of a large dumpster somewhat ruins the ambience.

As you sit down squishily on the huge mass of worms in your panties, Miguel places glasses and cutlery on the table. Then he takes your orders, and disappears back inside.

The meal is nice, as usual, but Miguel predictably spills salsa all over your breasts while collecting the plates.

“Really, Miguel...” you sigh, as the salsa slides all the way down your belly to your panties.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “Come inside, and I’ll clean you up.”

You carefully get up, then follow Miguel inside. In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “I’ll just fetch a cloth,” he says.

He leaves the pantry, then returns a moment later with a soapy cloth. He slaps it against your chest and begins rubbing it around. Soon he is massaging your left breast through the cloth with his right hand. Then he brings his left hand up and starts soaping up your right breast with his bare palm and fingers.

“Thanks,” you say, and you wait patiently while Miguel washes your breasts with unnecessary thoroughness. It is not long before he drops the cloth, and uses just his hands.

“Now for your panties,” he says, stooping to pick up the cloth again. As he wipes the front of your panties, he grasps the waistband and pulls it out a little, staring curiously at the worms writhing against your pussy.

“Thanks Miguel,” you say with a little smirk, “I think that’s good enough.”

“I’ll accompany you back to your table,” says Miguel.

After dinner, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you sit down in the living room with Colton, and watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Tyler and Colton stay up for a while, playing a video game, then Tyler comes to bed and cuddles you for a while before you both drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Tyler and Colton stay up for a while, playing a video game, then Colton joins you in bed. He turns you over, pulls your panties down, sinks his cock into your anus, and gives your rectum a long, hard fucking. After he has come inside you and rolled over, you lie panting for a while before eventually drifting off to sleep.

Continue.

As you leave the room, you hear Tyler chuckle and say, “I guess I’ll head home then. Enjoy her, Dad.”

“Oh I will,” replies Darryl.

You climb on to his bed, and lie down on your back. When he enters the room, you spread your thighs apart.

Darryl unbuttons his jeans, and pulls them down, along with his boxer shorts. His penis is already fully erect, and he wastes no time in sinking it into your vagina. It pushes through the mass of worms inside you, coming to rest with its bulbous head pressing against your cervix.

You feel very full, and as Darryl’s cock starts thrusting inside you, you gasp in pleasure. “Oh yes!” you say, wrapping your arms and legs around him. “Fuck me, Darryl!”

He does so, with a vigour and stamina that belie his age. Eventually, though, he climaxes, his semen splurging all over the opening to your womb. Then he pulls his cock, coated with worm-slime, out of your vagina. “Wow,” he pants. “That was awesome.”

You chuckle. “Well, I’d better get going.”

You climb off the bed, return to the living room, and retrieve your worm-filled panties. There are more worms on the couch – too many to fit in your panties – so you put some of them in one of Darryl’s zip-lock bags.

“Come again soon!” says Darryl.

You give him a kiss, then you leave, and drive home. After watching some TV with Tyler and Colton, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Tyler laughs. “Dad, you choose,” he says. “I’ve fucked Penny way more times than you.”

Darryl unbuttons his jeans, and pulls them down along with his boxer shorts. Massaging his cock to full erection, he says, “Come and sit on my lap, Penny.”

You do so, carefully, as he guides his cock up into your worm-filled vagina. Feeling very full, you begin bouncing up and down, while Darryl reaches around and takes hold of your breasts.

Tyler stands up. “Have fun, guys,” he says. “I’m going to head home.”

“Okay,” says Darryl.

“See you later Babe,” says Tyler. He leaves, and you and Darryl continue to have sex, in several different positions, until he finally climaxes inside you.

“God, that was good,” pants Darryl.

You chuckle. “Well, I’d better get going.”

You retrieve your worm-filled panties, and put them on. There are more worms on the couch – too many to fit in your panties – so you put some of them in one of Darryl’s zip-lock bags.

“Come again soon!” says Darryl.

You give him a kiss, then you leave, and drive home. After watching some TV with Tyler and Colton, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of Colton gently fucking you, while dozens of worms squirm against your pussy, wriggle between your buttocks, and writhe inside your rectum.

“Morning Colton,” you murmur.

In response, he grunts and shudders as he spurts his semen inside you. After a moment, he rolls off you, and his penis pops out of your vagina.

You get out of bed, go to the bathroom, then head downstairs to have breakfast with Tyler. Colton joins you a few minutes later; he gives your right breast a squeeze as he sits down.

Not long afterwards, you and Tyler leave the house and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside your vagina and rectum.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Morning babe,” he replies.

You get out of bed, go to the bathroom, then head downstairs to have breakfast with Tyler. Colton joins you a few minutes later; he gives your right breast a squeeze as he sits down.

Not long afterwards, you and Tyler leave the house and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “Wow. Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

Feeling desperately horny, you try to work, but the movements of the worms in your panties are just too distracting. Slipping your hand into the front of your panties, you quietly masturbate yourself to a lovely orgasm. Afterwards, you catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

Feeling desperately horny, you try to work, but the movements of the worms in your panties are just too distracting. Slipping your hand into the front of your panties, you quietly masturbate yourself to a lovely orgasm. Afterwards, you catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your bare breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Sure, I suppose so.”

Justin scoots his chair nearer, then he reaches for your panties as you lean back in your chair. He pulls out the front of the waistband, and grins at the sight of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy. Then he slides his hand into your panties, and cups your pussy with his fingers, trapping a couple of worms against your labia.

“Naughty man,” you chide him with a smirk, as he gently slides his middle finger into your vagina.

You let him finger you while you chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp, and you...

quickly pull your panties off and climb astride Tyler’s lap.

begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You are honked at several times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice outfit!” he says. “You’re a crazy girl, Penny. Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

Tyler’s eyes widen, but he is in no mood to object; he hurriedly unzips his trousers and pulls out his cock, while you fish a few worms out of your vagina. Then you lower yourself on to Tyler’s erection, sighing with pleasure as it sinks deep inside you. Tyler grasps you by the waist, helping you to raise and lower yourself so that he slides in and out of you.

From this vantage point you can see Justin; he stares at you in delight, and gives you a thumbs-up. Then he continues to watch, while rubbing his cock through his clothing.

After about ten minutes – thankfully nobody comes along in the meantime – Tyler groans as he climaxes, shooting his sperm up inside you. You squeeze his cock with the muscular walls of your vagina, milking it until it can produce no more semen. Then, looking around nervously, you climb off Tyler’s lap and step into your fallen panties. Your worms have spilled out all over the floor, so you pull your panties up, then kneel down on the floor, picking up handfuls of worms and stuffing them back into your panties.

As you get to your feet, you can feel some of the worms already beginning to slither back into your vagina. You stay and chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist frowns at your breasts disapprovingly. “Would like like a robe?” she inquires – politely, but with an edge to her voice.

“No thanks, I’m fine,” you reply.

She sighs. “Just go straight in,” she says. “We can’t have you waiting out here like that.”

You walk to the exam room, where you find Sandesh once again naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile. “Lovely outfit today!”

“Hi Penny,” asks Doctor Kapoor. “Climb up and sit on Sandesh’s cock, please.”

“Sure,” you say, taking off your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Of course,” says the doctor. “Lie down on Sandesh please.”

You lean forward until your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest, and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Mmmm,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “May I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina?”

You reply breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you return a few escaped worms to your panties, then head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You lower your panties carefully, and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You stop by your desk and put your running shoes on, then you head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is a little more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Walking through the building in just your panties, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

Eventually Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I hope you get pregnant quickly!”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your boredom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, your worms squirm vigorously inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shudder and moan with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling extremely horny, you head to the conference room, where your bare breasts attract plenty of attention. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms, and you begin subtly stroking your clitoris through your panties, beneath the table. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you struggle through your department’s news and statistics, your delivery punctuated by gasps and soft moans as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, clearing his throat uncomfortably. He glances at Kisha, who is staring determinedly at the table with her lips pursed.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling extremely horny, you gently stroke your clitoris through your panties, ignoring the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you struggle through your department’s news and statistics, your delivery punctuated by gasps and soft moans as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, sounding a little uncomfortable.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. Once inside, you sit down in the living room while Tyler cooks dinner.

“Hi Penny,” says Colton, joining you on the sofa. He places his hand on your upper thigh. “Did you have a good day?”

“Yes tha...” you begin, but Colton cuts you off by planting a kiss on your lips. As you respond eagerly, he slips his hand into the front of your panties and begins to caress your pussy. Then he reaches farther down, slides two fingers into your vagina, and starts pulling worms out of you.

You do not resist even slightly as he pushes you down into a lying position. He pulls your legs apart, tugs your panties to one side, and climbs on top of you. Having pulled out his cock, he plunges it deep into your vagina, and starts fucking you with powerful strokes.

Five minutes later, are your orgasm hits, and you moan loudly with intense pleasure. Tyler comes in, and he chuckles at the sight of his friend fucking you. “That’s it, bro,” he says. “Fill her up.”

Colton groans as he pumps his semen into you, liberally coating your cervix with the stuff. Tyler, laughing, returns to the kitchen.

A little later, the three of you have dinner together, then you all sit down to watch some TV. More and more worms spill out of your anus, until your panties overflow. As the worms spill out on to the sofa, Tyler and Colton tease you gently.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder your options. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Looking sexy as always, Penny, I see!” He spreads his arms for a hug.

“Thanks,” you reply with a giggle. You step forward, put your arms around his neck, and kiss him on the lips. He slips his tongue into your mouth, and swirls it around while he slides his right hand down inside the front of your panties.

“All right Dad, you old dog,” chuckles Tyler.

Darryl grins as he disengages. You enter his apartment, and the three of you sit down in the living room for a short chat.

Dinner is once again delicious. After the meal you all return to the living room. You are about to sit down on the couch next to Tyler when Darryl says, “Why don’t you take off those panties, Penny?”

Smiling, you tug your panties down, and step out of them. Then you...

calmly walk through to Darryl’s bedroom.

say, “So, are the two of you going to fuck me consecutively or concurrently?”

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted to see you topless, but you are apparently too sexy for him to let other diners see you. “Come round the back,” he urges you in a whisper.

You and Tyler head back outside and around the building to the back door, where Miguel has set up a table on the small patio. From here you have a passable view of the lake, but the presence of a large dumpster somewhat ruins the ambience.

As you sit down squishily on the huge mass of worms in your panties, Miguel places glasses and cutlery on the table. Then he takes your orders, and disappears back inside.

The meal is nice, as usual, but Miguel predictably spills salsa all over your breasts while collecting the plates.

“Really, Miguel...” you sigh, as the salsa slides all the way down your belly to your panties.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “Come inside, and I’ll clean you up.”

You carefully get up, then follow Miguel inside. In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Your panties are pretty messy,” he remarks. “Why don’t you take them off, and I’ll wash them for you?”

“I can’t do that,” you say. “Where would I put the worms?”

He hands you an empty Tupperware container. “How about in there?”

“Okay,” you concede. “That works.” You pull handfuls of worms out of your panties, and dump them into the container. When your panties are empty, you pull them down and step out of them, then hand them to Miguel. He takes them, staring at your naked pussy with a big grin on his face. “I’ll just go and soak these,” he says. “I’ll be right back with a cloth.”

“Okay,” you say.

But when he returns, he is holding only a pan full of soapy water, which he sets down on a shelf. “Oh, I forgot the cloth,” he says. “Never mind – I can use my hands.” He plunges his hands into the soapy water, scoops some up, and splashes it over your chest. Then he starts massaging your breasts.

But he does not spend much time on them. Quickly, he works his way down your belly, removing the trail of salsa on the way, until he reaches your pussy. “The salsa will have soaked through your panties,” he explains. “I’ll just clean this part a bit...” Then he slides his hand farther down, cupping your pussy, his fingers curling around to gently squeeze your labia.

“Thank you,” you say. “I appreciate your thoroughness.”

He grins, and begins caressing your pussy, pressing his middle finger against your clitoris. “You’re very welcome,” he says. He slides his finger back to your vaginal opening, and slips it inside. But then he recoils. “What’s that?”

“Oh, I’m full of worms,” you tell him. “They crawl inside me – it’s quite a nuisance.”

“Oh!” he says. “Well ... would you like me to get them out for you?”

“That would be awesome,” you reply. “Um – how should we do this?”

Miguel looks around. “Just bend over that crate,” he says.

You do so, spreading your feet apart and arching your back, presenting your vagina for Miguel’s easy access. Then you shiver as you feel his fingers slowly sliding into you. It does not take him long to extract all of the worms in your vagina, but he continues to gently thrust his fingers in and out of you afterwards.

“Mmmm, that feels nice,” you murmur.

Then you feel something else sinking into your vagina – something thicker and longer. It begins to slide rhythmically in and out of you, and you gasp.

“Miguel, is that your cock?” you demand, in a shocked voice.

“Sorry, I could not resist,” he says, grasping your hips with his hands. “You are naked, and your pussy was so ... inviting.”

“I understand, Miguel,” you say, “but you know I have a boyfriend!”

“He does not deserve you,” says Miguel, now fucking you with powerful thrusts.

“That’s not for you to say,” you admonish him. “Now hurry up and finish, before he wonders what’s taking us so long.”

Miguel needs no further encouragement. Soon he is groaning in ecstasy as he spurts his semen over your cervix.

“All done?” you inquire. “Now hurry up and fetch my panties.”

Miguel pulls out of you, then he hurries away. When he returns, he is carrying your newly washed panties. You pull them on – they are still very damp, though not dripping wet – and refill them with your worms. Then you head back outside and sit down at your table.

“Well, he fucked me,” you inform Tyler. “Finally!”

“Sweet!” says Tyler happily.

After dinner, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you sit down in the living room with Colton, and watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Tyler and Colton stay up for a while, playing a video game, then Tyler comes to bed and cuddles you for a while before you both drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Tyler and Colton stay up for a while, playing a video game, then Colton joins you in bed. He turns you over, pulls your panties down, sinks his cock into your anus, and gives your rectum a long, hard fucking. After he has come inside you and rolled over, you lie panting for a while before eventually drifting off to sleep.

Continue.

As you leave the room, you hear Tyler chuckle and say, “I guess I’ll head home then. Enjoy her, Dad.”

“Oh I will,” replies Darryl.

You climb on to his bed, and lie down on your back. When he enters the room, you spread your thighs apart.

Darryl unbuttons his jeans, and pulls them down, along with his boxer shorts. His penis is already fully erect, and he wastes no time in sinking it into your vagina. It pushes through the mass of worms inside you, coming to rest with its bulbous head pressing against your cervix.

You feel very full, and as Darryl’s cock starts thrusting inside you, you gasp in pleasure. “Oh yes!” you say, wrapping your arms and legs around him. “Fuck me, Darryl!”

He does so, with a vigour and stamina that belie his age. Eventually, though, he climaxes, his semen splurging all over the opening to your womb. Then he pulls his cock, coated with worm-slime, out of your vagina. “Wow,” he pants. “That was awesome.”

You chuckle. “Well, I’d better get going.”

You climb off the bed, return to the living room, and retrieve your worm-filled panties. There are more worms on the couch – too many to fit in your panties – so you put some of them in one of Darryl’s zip-lock bags.

“Come again soon!” says Darryl.

You give him a kiss, then you leave, and drive home. After watching some TV with Tyler and Colton, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Tyler laughs. “Dad, you choose,” he says. “I’ve fucked Penny way more times than you.”

Darryl unbuttons his jeans, and pulls them down along with his boxer shorts. Massaging his cock to full erection, he says, “Come and sit on my lap, Penny.”

You do so, carefully, as he guides his cock up into your worm-filled vagina. Feeling very full, you begin bouncing up and down, while Darryl reaches around and takes hold of your breasts.

Tyler stands up. “Have fun, guys,” he says. “I’m going to head home.”

“Okay,” says Darryl.

“See you later Babe,” says Tyler. He leaves, and you and Darryl continue to have sex, in several different positions, until he finally climaxes inside you.

“God, that was good,” pants Darryl.

You chuckle. “Well, I’d better get going.”

You retrieve your worm-filled panties, and put them on. There are more worms on the couch – too many to fit in your panties – so you put some of them in one of Darryl’s zip-lock bags.

“Come again soon!” says Darryl.

You give him a kiss, then you leave, and drive home. After watching some TV with Tyler and Colton, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of Colton gently fucking you, while dozens of worms squirm against your pussy, wriggle between your buttocks, and writhe inside your rectum.

“Morning Colton,” you murmur.

In response, he grunts and shudders as he spurts his semen inside you. After a moment, he rolls off you, and his penis pops out of your vagina.

You get out of bed, go to the bathroom, then head downstairs to have breakfast with Tyler. Colton joins you a few minutes later; he gives your right breast a squeeze as he sits down.

Not long afterwards, you and Tyler leave the house and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside your vagina and rectum.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Morning babe,” he replies.

You get out of bed, go to the bathroom, then head downstairs to have breakfast with Tyler. Colton joins you a few minutes later; he gives your right breast a squeeze as he sits down.

Not long afterwards, you and Tyler leave the house and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “Wow. Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

Feeling desperately horny, you try to work, but the movements of the worms in your panties are just too distracting. Slipping your hand into the front of your panties, you quietly masturbate yourself to a lovely orgasm. Afterwards, you catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

Feeling desperately horny, you try to work, but the movements of the worms in your panties are just too distracting. Slipping your hand into the front of your panties, you quietly masturbate yourself to a lovely orgasm. Afterwards, you catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your bare breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Sure, I suppose so.”

Justin scoots his chair nearer, then he reaches for your panties as you lean back in your chair. He pulls out the front of the waistband, and grins at the sight of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy. Then he slides his hand into your panties, and cups your pussy with his fingers, trapping a couple of worms against your labia.

“Naughty man,” you chide him with a smirk, as he gently slides his middle finger into your vagina.

You let him finger you while you chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp, and you...

quickly pull your panties off and climb astride Tyler’s lap.

begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You are honked at several times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice outfit!” he says. “You’re a crazy girl, Penny. Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

Tyler’s eyes widen, but he is in no mood to object; he hurriedly unzips his trousers and pulls out his cock, while you fish a few worms out of your vagina. Then you lower yourself on to Tyler’s erection, sighing with pleasure as it sinks deep inside you. Tyler grasps you by the waist, helping you to raise and lower yourself so that he slides in and out of you.

From this vantage point you can see Justin; he stares at you in delight, and gives you a thumbs-up. Then he continues to watch, while rubbing his cock through his clothing.

After about ten minutes – thankfully nobody comes along in the meantime – Tyler groans as he climaxes, shooting his sperm up inside you. You squeeze his cock with the muscular walls of your vagina, milking it until it can produce no more semen. Then, looking around nervously, you climb off Tyler’s lap and step into your fallen panties. Your worms have spilled out all over the floor, so you pull your panties up, then kneel down on the floor, picking up handfuls of worms and stuffing them back into your panties.

As you get to your feet, you can feel some of the worms already beginning to slither back into your vagina. You stay and chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist frowns at your breasts disapprovingly. “Would like like a robe?” she inquires – politely, but with an edge to her voice.

“No thanks, I’m fine,” you reply.

She sighs. “Just go straight in,” she says. “We can’t have you waiting out here like that.”

You walk to the exam room, where you find Sandesh once again naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile. “Lovely outfit today!”

“Hi Penny,” asks Doctor Kapoor. “Climb up and sit on Sandesh’s cock, please.”

“Sure,” you say, taking off your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Of course,” says the doctor. “Lie down on Sandesh please.”

You lean forward until your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest, and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Mmmm,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “May I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina?”

You reply breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you return a few escaped worms to your panties, then head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You lower your panties carefully, and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You stop by your desk and put your running shoes on, then you head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is a little more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Walking through the building in just your panties, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

Eventually Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I hope you get pregnant quickly!”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your boredom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, your worms squirm vigorously inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shudder and moan with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling extremely horny, you head to the conference room, where your bare breasts attract plenty of attention. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms, and you begin subtly stroking your clitoris through your panties, beneath the table. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics, but you cannot help gasping and moaning as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Penny,” says Ryan politely, “are you all right?”

You groan in frustration. “I’m sorry!” you say. “I’m just so desperately horny – you have no idea! The worms – they’re driving me crazy. Do you mind if I take off my panties? I’ll be able to concentrate better if I don’t have dozens of worms wriggling against me.”

Ryan glances around the table, then nods. “Go ahead,” he says. “It’s a reasonable request, given your condition – we must make accommodations.”

Kisha gasps in shock, but she manages to stay quiet – no doubt worried about losing her job. You get to your feet and pull your panties down, spilling worms on to the floor around your feet. You are about to sit back down, but you notice several of the male attendees staring covertly at your naked pussy.

Remaining standing, you say, “I know it’s a lot to ask, but may I just quickly bring myself off? It won’t take a moment, and after I climax I’ll be able to focus a lot better. Right now I’m still terribly horny.” As if to demonstrate, you press your fingers against your pussy and start to rub it gently.

This, apparently, is the final straw for Kisha. “This is fucking insane!” she bursts out. “We now have a naked ... fucking ... woman ... at our meeting, and she wants to masturbate in front of us! Am I the only normal, rational person here that thinks there’s something seriously fucked up about that?”

“Kisha...” begins Ryan, but Kisha cuts him off.

“No, Ryan!” she exclaims. “I don’t want to hear any more of your fucking rationalisations! This shameless slut is making a mockery of you all! She’s getting off on showing herself off, and you’re all either too blind or too stupid to see her for what she is!”

“That’s enough, Kisha,” says Ryan calmly. “Please leave the room. I will see you in my office after the meeting.”

“Oh great,” says Kisha, with a bitter laugh. “This bitch is naked in a conference room, and I’m the one who gets in trouble?”

“You are being verbally abusive toward a colleague, Kisha,” says Ryan grimly. “That is far worse than anything Penny has done. Now please leave, before you make matters worse.”

“Oh I don’t think they can get worse,” says Kisha, getting to her feet. “But let me save you the trouble of firing me. I quit!” She marches out of the room, looking furious.

“Oh my God!” you exclaim in alarm. “This is awful! And it’s all my fault! I never wanted to cost anyone their job!” You sit down, feeling stunned.

“It’s not your fault,” says Ryan firmly. “You are not to blame for your medical condition. Kisha, on the other hand, is entirely responsible for her own actions.”

“I agree,” says Dieter. “And Kisha has been a bit of a toxic presence otherwise, or so I hear.”

“Let’s not get into that,” says Ryan. “Penny, can you please continue with your report? Do you still feel the need to relieve your ‘itch’ first?”

“No,” you reply. The drama with Kisha has killed your mood. “I’m fine.” You conclude your report in a somewhat subdued tone.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, put your panties back on, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling extremely horny, you gently stroke your clitoris through your panties, ignoring the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you struggle through your department’s news and statistics, your delivery punctuated by gasps and soft moans as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, sounding a little uncomfortable.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. Once inside, you sit down in the living room while Tyler cooks dinner.

“Hi Penny,” says Colton, joining you on the sofa. He places his hand on your upper thigh. “Did you have a good day?”

“Yes tha...” you begin, but Colton cuts you off by planting a kiss on your lips. As you respond eagerly, he slips his hand into the front of your panties and begins to caress your pussy. Then he reaches farther down, slides two fingers into your vagina, and starts pulling worms out of you.

You do not resist even slightly as he pushes you down into a lying position. He pulls your legs apart, tugs your panties to one side, and climbs on top of you. Having pulled out his cock, he plunges it deep into your vagina, and starts fucking you with powerful strokes.

Five minutes later, are your orgasm hits, and you moan loudly with intense pleasure. Tyler comes in, and he chuckles at the sight of his friend fucking you. “That’s it, bro,” he says. “Fill her up.”

Colton groans as he pumps his semen into you, liberally coating your cervix with the stuff. Tyler, laughing, returns to the kitchen.

A little later, the three of you have dinner together, then you all sit down to watch some TV. More and more worms spill out of your anus, until your panties overflow. As the worms spill out on to the sofa, Tyler and Colton tease you gently.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder your options. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Looking sexy as always, Penny, I see!” He spreads his arms for a hug.

“Thanks,” you reply with a giggle. You step forward, put your arms around his neck, and kiss him on the lips. He slips his tongue into your mouth, and swirls it around while he slides his right hand down inside the front of your panties.

“All right Dad, you old dog,” chuckles Tyler.

Darryl grins as he disengages. You enter his apartment, and the three of you sit down in the living room for a short chat.

Dinner is once again delicious. After the meal you all return to the living room. You are about to sit down on the couch next to Tyler when Darryl says, “Why don’t you take off those panties, Penny?”

Smiling, you tug your panties down, and step out of them. Then you...

calmly walk through to Darryl’s bedroom.

say, “So, are the two of you going to fuck me consecutively or concurrently?”

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted to see you topless, but you are apparently too sexy for him to let other diners see you. “Come round the back,” he urges you in a whisper.

You and Tyler head back outside and around the building to the back door, where Miguel has set up a table on the small patio. From here you have a passable view of the lake, but the presence of a large dumpster somewhat ruins the ambience.

As you sit down squishily on the huge mass of worms in your panties, Miguel places glasses and cutlery on the table. Then he takes your orders, and disappears back inside.

The meal is nice, as usual, but Miguel predictably spills salsa all over your breasts while collecting the plates.

“Really, Miguel...” you sigh, as the salsa slides all the way down your belly to your panties.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “Come inside, and I’ll clean you up.”

You carefully get up, then follow Miguel inside. In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Take off your panties,” he says, “and I’ll wash them for you. Here’s a container for your worms.”

“Thanks,” you say. You pull handfuls of worms out of your panties, and dump them into the container. When your panties are empty, you pull them down and step out of them, then hand them to Miguel. He takes them, staring at your naked pussy with a big grin on his face. “I’ll just go and soak these,” he says. “I’ll be right back.”

“Okay,” you say.

But when he returns, he is holding only a pan full of soapy water, which he sets down on a shelf. “I forgot the cloth again,” he says. “Never mind.” He plunges his hands into the soapy water, scoops some up, and splashes it over your chest. He massages your breasts for a few moments, then he works his way down your belly, removing the trail of salsa on the way. When he reaches your pussy, his fingers curl around to gently squeeze your labia. “Shall I get the worms out of you again?” he inquires hopefully.

“Yes please,” you say. “That would be very kind of you. Shall I bend over the crate?”

Miguel nods, and you bend over, spreading your feet apart and arching your back, presenting your vagina for Miguel’s easy access. Then you shiver as you feel his fingers slowly sliding into you. It does not take him long to extract all of the worms in your vagina, but he continues to gently thrust his fingers in and out of you afterwards.

“Mmmm,” you murmur.

Then you feel his cock sinking into your vagina, and you sigh. “Really, Miguel?”

“I could not resist,” he says, grasping your hips with his hands, and beginning to thrust.

“Understandable, I suppose,” you say, “but please try to be quick.”

Miguel responds by increasing the speed of his thrusting. Soon he is groaning in ecstasy as he spurts his semen over your cervix.

“All done?” you inquire. “Now hurry up and fetch my panties.”

Miguel pulls out of you, then he hurries away. When he returns, he is carrying your newly washed panties. You pull them on – they are still very damp, though not dripping wet – and refill them with your worms. Then you head back outside and sit down at your table.

After dinner, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you sit down in the living room with Colton, and watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Tyler and Colton stay up for a while, playing a video game, then Tyler comes to bed and cuddles you for a while before you both drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Tyler and Colton stay up for a while, playing a video game, then Colton joins you in bed. He turns you over, pulls your panties down, sinks his cock into your anus, and gives your rectum a long, hard fucking. After he has come inside you and rolled over, you lie panting for a while before eventually drifting off to sleep.

Continue.

As you leave the room, you hear Tyler chuckle and say, “I guess I’ll head home then. Enjoy her, Dad.”

“Oh I will,” replies Darryl.

You climb on to his bed, and lie down on your back. When he enters the room, you spread your thighs apart.

Darryl unbuttons his jeans, and pulls them down, along with his boxer shorts. His penis is already fully erect, and he wastes no time in sinking it into your vagina. It pushes through the mass of worms inside you, coming to rest with its bulbous head pressing against your cervix.

You feel very full, and as Darryl’s cock starts thrusting inside you, you gasp in pleasure. “Oh yes!” you say, wrapping your arms and legs around him. “Fuck me, Darryl!”

He does so, with a vigour and stamina that belie his age. Eventually, though, he climaxes, his semen splurging all over the opening to your womb. Then he pulls his cock, coated with worm-slime, out of your vagina. “Wow,” he pants. “That was awesome.”

You chuckle. “Well, I’d better get going.”

You climb off the bed, return to the living room, and retrieve your worm-filled panties. There are more worms on the couch – too many to fit in your panties – so you put some of them in one of Darryl’s zip-lock bags.

“Come again soon!” says Darryl.

You give him a kiss, then you leave, and drive home. After watching some TV with Tyler and Colton, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Tyler laughs. “Dad, you choose,” he says. “I’ve fucked Penny way more times than you.”

Darryl unbuttons his jeans, and pulls them down along with his boxer shorts. Massaging his cock to full erection, he says, “Come and sit on my lap, Penny.”

You do so, carefully, as he guides his cock up into your worm-filled vagina. Feeling very full, you begin bouncing up and down, while Darryl reaches around and takes hold of your breasts.

Tyler stands up. “Have fun, guys,” he says. “I’m going to head home.”

“Okay,” says Darryl.

“See you later Babe,” says Tyler. He leaves, and you and Darryl continue to have sex, in several different positions, until he finally climaxes inside you.

“God, that was good,” pants Darryl.

You chuckle. “Well, I’d better get going.”

You retrieve your worm-filled panties, and put them on. There are more worms on the couch – too many to fit in your panties – so you put some of them in one of Darryl’s zip-lock bags.

“Come again soon!” says Darryl.

You give him a kiss, then you leave, and drive home. After watching some TV with Tyler and Colton, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of Colton gently fucking you, while dozens of worms squirm against your pussy, wriggle between your buttocks, and writhe inside your rectum.

“Morning Colton,” you murmur.

In response, he grunts and shudders as he spurts his semen inside you. After a moment, he rolls off you, and his penis pops out of your vagina.

You get out of bed, go to the bathroom, then head downstairs to have breakfast with Tyler. Colton joins you a few minutes later; he gives your right breast a squeeze as he sits down.

Not long afterwards, you and Tyler leave the house and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside your vagina and rectum.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Morning babe,” he replies.

You get out of bed, go to the bathroom, then head downstairs to have breakfast with Tyler. Colton joins you a few minutes later; he gives your right breast a squeeze as he sits down.

Not long afterwards, you and Tyler leave the house and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “Wow. Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

Feeling desperately horny, you try to work, but the movements of the worms in your panties are just too distracting. Slipping your hand into the front of your panties, you quietly masturbate yourself to a lovely orgasm. Afterwards, you catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

Feeling desperately horny, you try to work, but the movements of the worms in your panties are just too distracting. Slipping your hand into the front of your panties, you quietly masturbate yourself to a lovely orgasm. Afterwards, you catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, and smiles up at you. “Hey Penny,” he says. “How’s it going?”

“Fine thanks,” you reply.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily as his eyes flick from your bare breasts to your panties, and back again. “Can I have another look at your worms?” he asks.

You chuckle, and say, “Sure, I suppose so.”

Justin scoots his chair nearer, then he reaches for your panties as you lean back in your chair. He pulls out the front of the waistband, and grins at the sight of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy. Then he slides his hand into your panties, and cups your pussy with his fingers, trapping a couple of worms against your labia.

“Naughty man,” you chide him with a smirk, as he gently slides his middle finger into your vagina.

You let him finger you while you chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up, retrieve some escaped worms and tuck them back into your panties, then walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and smiles at you. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy through the thin material of your panties. He sensually grinds worms against your pussy as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then pulls your panties to one side, slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp, and you...

quickly pull your panties off and climb astride Tyler’s lap.

begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You are honked at several times, but in your aroused state you actually find this rather exciting. By now several worms have found their way back into your vagina.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Nice outfit!” he says. “You’re a crazy girl, Penny. Come on in.”

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

After returning a few escaped worms to your panties, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You carefully lower your panties and step out of them, then you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. You retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention, and you thrill to the sensation of several worms finding their way back into your vagina.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

Tyler’s eyes widen, but he is in no mood to object; he hurriedly unzips his trousers and pulls out his cock, while you fish a few worms out of your vagina. Then you lower yourself on to Tyler’s erection, sighing with pleasure as it sinks deep inside you. Tyler grasps you by the waist, helping you to raise and lower yourself so that he slides in and out of you.

From this vantage point you can see Justin; he stares at you in delight, and gives you a thumbs-up. Then he continues to watch, while rubbing his cock through his clothing.

After about ten minutes – thankfully nobody comes along in the meantime – Tyler groans as he climaxes, shooting his sperm up inside you. You squeeze his cock with the muscular walls of your vagina, milking it until it can produce no more semen. Then, looking around nervously, you climb off Tyler’s lap and step into your fallen panties. Your worms have spilled out all over the floor, so you pull your panties up, then kneel down on the floor, picking up handfuls of worms and stuffing them back into your panties.

As you get to your feet, you can feel some of the worms already beginning to slither back into your vagina. You stay and chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist frowns at your breasts disapprovingly. “Would like like a robe?” she inquires – politely, but with an edge to her voice.

“No thanks, I’m fine,” you reply.

She sighs. “Just go straight in,” she says. “We can’t have you waiting out here like that.”

You walk to the exam room, where you find Sandesh once again naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile. “Lovely outfit today!”

“Hi Penny,” asks Doctor Kapoor. “Climb up and sit on Sandesh’s cock, please.”

“Sure,” you say, taking off your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Of course,” says the doctor. “Lie down on Sandesh please.”

You lean forward until your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest, and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Mmmm,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “May I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina?”

You reply breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. As noon approaches, you return a few escaped worms to your panties, then head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. You lower your panties carefully, and step out of them. Naked, you lie back on the desk, lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Perhaps my cock can feel a little deeper.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you retrieve some escaped worms and drop them inside your panties. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You stop by your desk and put your running shoes on, then you head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road, which is a little more nerve-wracking. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is a little embarrassing to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but fortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Well done!” pants Tyler.

You walk back into the office with Tyler. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get on with a little work, as worms begin to repopulate your vagina. Before long, however, you realise you have not yet eaten any lunch, so you...

ask Tyler to fetch you a microwave meal from the kitchen.

head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine.

Tyler is happy to do so, and a few minutes later he places your food on your desk. You eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Walking through the building in just your panties, and carrying money for the vending machine, you find the kitchen occupied, but bravely make your purchase and pop it in the microwave.

While the microwave hums, you make a drink for yourself, acutely aware that people behind you are staring at your naked upper body and bulging panties, and quietly commenting to each other.

Once your food is ready, you grab it and hurry back to your desk. Sitting down, you eat while you work, and soon finish your invoices, whereupon you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and some of them even manage to squirm into your crowded vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your naked breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

You send Tyler your request via instant message, and he responds, “Sure.” A couple of minutes later, he sets a mug of coffee down on your desk, and you look up at him gratefully.

“Thanks Babe,” you say.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and he returns to his desk. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

Getting to your feet, you notice that some worms have spilled out of your panties; most are still on the seat of your chair, while a few are writhing around on the floor. You stoop, and carefully pick them all up, tucking them into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he grins back at you. Then he spots the size of the bulge in your panties, and laughs. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

Your panties manage to stay up; you make it to the kitchen without a catastrophe, and make your coffee.

Returning to your desk, you carefully sit down, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

Eventually Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I hope you get pregnant quickly!”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your boredom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, but you are not sure whether your overloaded panties will stay up as you are walking around. With this in mind, you...

ask Tyler if he would be kind enough to fetch you a coffee.

resolve to walk very slowly and carefully.

Getting to your feet, you return to your panties a number of worms which apparently escaped while you were sitting down. Then, leaving the office, you get into your car and drive to Mason Road. On the way, your worms squirm vigorously inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shudder and moan with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling extremely horny, you head to the conference room, where your bare breasts attract plenty of attention. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms, and you begin subtly stroking your clitoris through your panties, beneath the table. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics, but you cannot help gasping and moaning as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Penny,” says Ryan politely, “do you need to take care of that...?”

You nod. “Yes!” you reply. “Sorry – my worms are driving me crazy. Do you mind if I take off my panties?”

Ryan nods. “Go ahead,” he says.

You get to your feet and pull your panties down, spilling worms on to the floor around your feet. You are about to sit back down, but you notice several of the male attendees staring covertly at your naked pussy.

Remaining standing, you say, “Um ... sorry again, but may I just quickly bring myself off? I’m still too horny to concentrate.” As if to demonstrate, you press your fingers against your pussy and start to rub it gently.

Ryan glances around the table, but nobody seems inclined to object – either because they are enjoying your nudity, or because they fear losing their job like Kisha. “All right,” he says.

Closing your eyes, you happily rub your clit with the fingers of your right hand, while caressing and squeezing your breasts with your left hand. It does not take long for you to reach orgasm, and you shudder and moan loudly as waves of intense pleasure wash through you.

“Ohh yesss!” you gasp. “Thank you!” You sit back down, and conclude your report in a rather breathless voice.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, clearly struggling to keep a straight face.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, put your panties back on, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile.

“Are we eating in or out?” he asks.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling extremely horny, you gently stroke your clitoris through your panties, ignoring the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you attempt to deliver your department’s news and statistics, but you cannot help gasping and moaning as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Penny,” says Ryan politely, “do you need to take care of something...?”

“Yes!” you reply. “Sorry – my worms are driving me crazy. I’m just going to take off my panties, if that’s okay...?”

“Go ahead Penny,” says Ryan.

You stand up, pull your panties down, and step out of them. Sitting down, you rub your clitoris, and say, “Sorry again, but so you mind if I just quickly bring myself off? I’m still too horny to concentrate.”

There is a short pause on the other end of the line. Then, “All right Penny, but make it quick,” says Ryan.

Closing your eyes, you happily rub your clit with the fingers of your right hand, while caressing and squeezing your breasts with your left hand. It does not take long for you to reach orgasm, and you shudder and moan loudly as waves of intense pleasure wash through you.

“Oh my goodness,” you gasp. “Thank you! Okay, where was I...?” You conclude your report in a rather breathless voice.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, sounding somewhat amused.

“You know, Penny,” Dieter chimes in, “if at any point during the day you find yourself becoming too distracted by your worms, feel free to take your panties off. I don’t mind you working naked if it will boost your productivity. All I ask is that you keep track of your worms, and don’t leave any behind at the end of the day. Does that sound fair, Ryan?”

“I’m okay with that,” says Ryan.

“Thanks – that’s good to know,” you say. “I think I might stay naked for a while after this meeting, then, if that’s okay – I’ll get more done.”

“Fine with me,” says Dieter.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Holy shit, you’re working naked now?” he says, grinning.

You nod. “I have permission from Dieter and Ryan.”

“Cool!” says Tyler. “Are you ready to go?”

“Sure!” you say with a smile. You pull your panties on, and spend a few moments hunting down your worms, some of which have wriggled their way almost a yard across the floor. You put them all back in your panties, and sigh with pleasure as you feel them once again squirming against your pussy.

“Are we eating in or out?” asks Tyler.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. Once inside, you sit down in the living room while Tyler cooks dinner.

“Hi Penny,” says Colton, joining you on the sofa. He places his hand on your upper thigh. “Did you have a good day?”

“Yes tha...” you begin, but Colton cuts you off by planting a kiss on your lips. As you respond eagerly, he slips his hand into the front of your panties and begins to caress your pussy. Then he reaches farther down, slides two fingers into your vagina, and starts pulling worms out of you.

You do not resist even slightly as he pushes you down into a lying position. He pulls your legs apart, tugs your panties to one side, and climbs on top of you. Having pulled out his cock, he plunges it deep into your vagina, and starts fucking you with powerful strokes.

Five minutes later, are your orgasm hits, and you moan loudly with intense pleasure. Tyler comes in, and he chuckles at the sight of his friend fucking you. “That’s it, bro,” he says. “Fill her up.”

Colton groans as he pumps his semen into you, liberally coating your cervix with the stuff. Tyler, laughing, returns to the kitchen.

A little later, the three of you have dinner together, then you all sit down to watch some TV. More and more worms spill out of your anus, until your panties overflow. As the worms spill out on to the sofa, Tyler and Colton tease you gently.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder your options. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Looking sexy as always, Penny, I see!” He spreads his arms for a hug.

“Thanks,” you reply with a giggle. You step forward, put your arms around his neck, and kiss him on the lips. He slips his tongue into your mouth, and swirls it around while he slides his right hand down inside the front of your panties.

“All right Dad, you old dog,” chuckles Tyler.

Darryl grins as he disengages. You enter his apartment, and the three of you sit down in the living room for a short chat.

Dinner is once again delicious. After the meal you all return to the living room. You are about to sit down on the couch next to Tyler when Darryl says, “Why don’t you take off those panties, Penny?”

Smiling, you tug your panties down, and step out of them. Then you...

calmly walk through to Darryl’s bedroom.

say, “So, are the two of you going to fuck me consecutively or concurrently?”

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

Getting to your feet, you gather up all of the worms that have escaped from your panties, and tuck them back in. Then you head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted to see you topless, but you are apparently too sexy for him to let other diners see you. “Come round the back,” he urges you in a whisper.

You and Tyler head back outside and around the building to the back door, where Miguel has set up a table on the small patio. From here you have a passable view of the lake, but the presence of a large dumpster somewhat ruins the ambience.

As you sit down squishily on the huge mass of worms in your panties, Miguel places glasses and cutlery on the table. Then he takes your orders, and disappears back inside.

The meal is nice, as usual, but Miguel predictably spills salsa all over your breasts while collecting the plates.

“Really, Miguel...” you sigh, as the salsa slides all the way down your belly to your panties.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “Come inside, and I’ll clean you up.”

You carefully get up, then follow Miguel inside. In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Take off your panties,” he says, “and I’ll wash them for you. Here’s a container for your worms.”

“Thanks,” you say. You pull handfuls of worms out of your panties, and dump them into the container. When your panties are empty, you pull them down and step out of them, then hand them to Miguel. He takes them, staring at your naked pussy with a big grin on his face. “I’ll just go and soak these,” he says. “I’ll be right back.”

“Okay,” you say.

But when he returns, he is holding only a pan full of soapy water, which he sets down on a shelf. “I forgot the cloth again,” he says. “Never mind.” He plunges his hands into the soapy water, scoops some up, and splashes it over your chest. He massages your breasts for a few moments, then he works his way down your belly, removing the trail of salsa on the way. When he reaches your pussy, his fingers curl around to gently squeeze your labia. “Shall I get the worms out of you again?” he inquires hopefully.

“Yes please,” you say. “That would be very kind of you. Shall I bend over the crate?”

Miguel nods, and you bend over, spreading your feet apart and arching your back, presenting your vagina for Miguel’s easy access. Then you shiver as you feel his fingers slowly sliding into you. It does not take him long to extract all of the worms in your vagina, but he continues to gently thrust his fingers in and out of you afterwards.

“Mmmm,” you murmur.

Then you feel his cock sinking into your vagina, and you sigh. “Really, Miguel?”

“I could not resist,” he says, grasping your hips with his hands, and beginning to thrust.

“Understandable, I suppose,” you say, “but please try to be quick.”

Miguel responds by increasing the speed of his thrusting. Soon he is groaning in ecstasy as he spurts his semen over your cervix.

“All done?” you inquire. “Now hurry up and fetch my panties.”

Miguel pulls out of you, then he hurries away. When he returns, he is carrying your newly washed panties. You pull them on – they are still very damp, though not dripping wet – and refill them with your worms. Then you head back outside and sit down at your table.

After dinner, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you sit down in the living room with Colton, and watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Tyler and Colton stay up for a while, playing a video game, then Tyler comes to bed and cuddles you for a while before you both drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Tyler and Colton stay up for a while, playing a video game, then Colton joins you in bed. He turns you over, pulls your panties down, sinks his cock into your anus, and gives your rectum a long, hard fucking. After he has come inside you and rolled over, you lie panting for a while before eventually drifting off to sleep.

Continue.

As you leave the room, you hear Tyler chuckle and say, “I guess I’ll head home then. Enjoy her, Dad.”

“Oh I will,” replies Darryl.

You climb on to his bed, and lie down on your back. When he enters the room, you spread your thighs apart.

Darryl unbuttons his jeans, and pulls them down, along with his boxer shorts. His penis is already fully erect, and he wastes no time in sinking it into your vagina. It pushes through the mass of worms inside you, coming to rest with its bulbous head pressing against your cervix.

You feel very full, and as Darryl’s cock starts thrusting inside you, you gasp in pleasure. “Oh yes!” you say, wrapping your arms and legs around him. “Fuck me, Darryl!”

He does so, with a vigour and stamina that belie his age. Eventually, though, he climaxes, his semen splurging all over the opening to your womb. Then he pulls his cock, coated with worm-slime, out of your vagina. “Wow,” he pants. “That was awesome.”

You chuckle. “Well, I’d better get going.”

You climb off the bed, return to the living room, and retrieve your worm-filled panties. There are more worms on the couch – too many to fit in your panties – so you put some of them in one of Darryl’s zip-lock bags.

“Come again soon!” says Darryl.

You give him a kiss, then you leave, and drive home. After watching some TV with Tyler and Colton, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Tyler laughs. “Dad, you choose,” he says. “I’ve fucked Penny way more times than you.”

Darryl unbuttons his jeans, and pulls them down along with his boxer shorts. Massaging his cock to full erection, he says, “Come and sit on my lap, Penny.”

You do so, carefully, as he guides his cock up into your worm-filled vagina. Feeling very full, you begin bouncing up and down, while Darryl reaches around and takes hold of your breasts.

Tyler stands up. “Have fun, guys,” he says. “I’m going to head home.”

“Okay,” says Darryl.

“See you later Babe,” says Tyler. He leaves, and you and Darryl continue to have sex, in several different positions, until he finally climaxes inside you.

“God, that was good,” pants Darryl.

You chuckle. “Well, I’d better get going.”

You retrieve your worm-filled panties, and put them on. There are more worms on the couch – too many to fit in your panties – so you put some of them in one of Darryl’s zip-lock bags.

“Come again soon!” says Darryl.

You give him a kiss, then you leave, and drive home. After watching some TV with Tyler and Colton, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of Colton gently fucking you, while dozens of worms squirm against your pussy, wriggle between your buttocks, and writhe inside your rectum.

“Morning Colton,” you murmur.

In response, he grunts and shudders as he spurts his semen inside you. After a moment, he rolls off you, and his penis pops out of your vagina.

You get out of bed, go to the bathroom, then head downstairs to have breakfast with Tyler. Colton joins you a few minutes later; he gives your right breast a squeeze as he sits down.

Not long afterwards, you and Tyler leave the house and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside your vagina and rectum.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Morning babe,” he replies.

You get out of bed, go to the bathroom, then head downstairs to have breakfast with Tyler. Colton joins you a few minutes later; he gives your right breast a squeeze as he sits down.

Not long afterwards, you and Tyler leave the house and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave his office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “All right, off you go,” he says.

You get up from the chair, step into your panties, and pull them up. Then you stoop and pick up a few escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties. “See you later,” you mutter, feeling rather dirty.

You leave Dieter’s office, and go to your desk. Sitting down on the squishy, slimy mass of worms in your panties, you switch on your computer. Once it has booted up, you start your day’s work, while some of the worms in your panties begin to repopulate your vagina. After reading and replying to emails for a few minutes, you get a phone call from Warren. “Hi Penny,” he says. “Got your bagels here.”

“Thanks Warren,” you reply. “One of us will be there in a moment.” You hang up, and...

go to pick up the bagels yourself.

ask for a volunteer.

You get to your feet, and check for escaped worms. Sure enough, you find a couple on your chair. You tuck them into the back of your panties, then you walk down the aisle towards the far end of the office. Having passed through the sales and IT departments, you enter the lobby and find Warren waiting with a large box.

“Good morning!” he says, trying but failing to avoid looking at your chest. “Wow. Um ... how are you?”

You chuckle. “Still worm-infested!” You turn around to show him the large bulge in the back of your panties.

“So I see,” says Warren, staring down at the bulging, sagging white material.

“Have a good day, Warren,” you say with a smile as you take the box.

“Thanks,” he says. “You too.”

You return to the accounts department, where you open up the box and put it on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

Feeling desperately horny, you try to work, but the movements of the worms in your panties are just too distracting. Standing up, you pull your panties down and tuck them beneath your desk, then you sit back down and quietly masturbate yourself to a lovely orgasm. Afterwards, you catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You send out a text to your colleagues, asking for a volunteer. After a short while, a response from Janine pops up: “I’m on it!”

She passes your desk on her way to the lobby. A couple of minutes later, she returns with a box, which she puts on the table customarily used for communal food. One by one, your colleagues gather round and help themselves. You take one for yourself, spread some butter and jelly on it, and take it to your desk. Once you have finished it, you download the invoice report and check it over. It looks fine.

Feeling desperately horny, you try to work, but the movements of the worms in your panties are just too distracting. Standing up, you pull your panties down and tuck them beneath your desk, then you sit back down and quietly masturbate yourself to a lovely orgasm. Afterwards, you catch up with a few sundry tasks, then find yourself at a bit of a loose end. Will you...

chat with Ford?

chat with Justin?

chat with Tyler?

stay at your desk?

You get up and walk over to Ford’s desk. “Hey Ford,” you say.

Ford swings his chair around, glances briefly at your pussy, then quickly averts his eyes. “Jeez Penny!” he says.

“Sorry,” you reply. “I just couldn’t concentrate with the worms constantly tickling me.”

“I’m sure,” says Ford with a shudder.

You chat with him for a few minutes, and then you return to your desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You roll your chair around the corner of the large modular table at which the two of you work, keeping your knees about eighteen inches apart as you come to a halt.

“Hi Penny!” says Justin, grinning happily at your naked pussy. He scoots his chair nearer, then he slides his hand up your thigh as you lean back in your chair. Cupping your pussy, he massages your labia for a moment, then he gently inserts his middle finger into your vagina.

“Naughty man,” you chide him with a smirk, as he begins to thrust it in and out.

You let him finger-fuck you while you chat with him for a few minutes, and then you roll your chair back around the table to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

You get up and walk over to Tyler’s desk. As you approach, he looks up and grins at your naked pussy. “Hey there,” he says.

“Hi,” you say, perching on the edge of his table. Feeling naughty, you lift one foot up on to the table and spread your legs apart.

He grins as he reaches out and cups your pussy. He sensually rubs your labia and clitoris as the two of you chat together, and as you become more aroused, you begin to moan softly.

“Ohhhh,” you murmur, breathing heavily. “That’s nice...”

He then slides a couple of fingers into your worm-filled vagina, and begins to thrust them in and out. “Oh God!” you gasp, and you...

quickly climb astride Tyler’s lap.

begin massaging your bare breasts.

You idly surf the Internet for a few minutes, after which you decide you should probably do something a little more constructive. You get back to work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Deciding there is little point in putting your panties back on, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Lying back on the desk, naked, you lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, pick up the worms Justin dropped on the floor, and insert them back into your vagina. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You return to your desk, put your panties back on, and gather up a bunch of worms from the floor. You tuck them back into your panties, then you leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You are honked at several times, which you find rather exciting.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Come on in!” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

Deciding there is little point in putting your panties back on, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Lying back on the desk, naked, you lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, pick up the worms Justin dropped on the floor, and insert them back into your vagina. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You return to your desk, put your panties back on, and gather up a bunch of worms from the floor. You tuck them back into your panties, then you leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

Tyler’s eyes widen, but he is in no mood to object; he hurriedly unzips his trousers and pulls out his cock, while you fish a few worms out of your vagina and drop them on the floor. Then you lower yourself on to Tyler’s erection, sighing with pleasure as it sinks deep inside you. Tyler grasps you by the waist, helping you to raise and lower yourself so that he slides in and out of you.

From this vantage point you can see Justin; he stares at you in delight, and gives you a thumbs-up. Then he continues to watch, while rubbing his cock through his clothing.

After about ten minutes – thankfully nobody comes along in the meantime – Tyler groans as he climaxes, shooting his sperm up inside you. You squeeze his cock with the muscular walls of your vagina, milking it until it can produce no more semen. Then, looking around nervously, you climb off Tyler’s lap and stoop to retrieve your worms. Carefully, you stuff them one by one back inside your vagina.

You stay and chat with Tyler for a few more minutes, and then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

Tyler grins happily at your breasts as he finger-fucks you. As you begin to utter little moans of pleasure, you glance over at Justin, and see that he is staring at you in delight. He grins and gives you a big thumbs-up.

Then the combined stimulation from Tyler’s fingers and all of your worms finally pushes you over the edge, and you shudder with a powerful orgasm as you utter a muffled groan of ecstasy into your elbow.

“Oh God!” you gasp. “That was nice...”

Tyler chuckles. “You’re welcome,” he says.

You chat with him for a few more minutes, then you return to your own desk and get on with some work, which occupies you until noon.

At lunchtime, you decide to...

go to Souper Salads.

go to The Sandwich Station.

go running with Tyler.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties. Realising you are getting very little work done, you take off your panties and masturbate yourself to a quiet orgasm. Then you get back to work.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, so you...

put your panties back on, and head to the kitchen.

get up and walk naked to the kitchen.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties. Realising you are getting very little work done, you take off your panties and masturbate yourself to a quiet orgasm. Then you get back to work.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, so you...

put your panties back on, and head to the kitchen.

get up and walk naked to the kitchen.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist frowns at your breasts disapprovingly. “Would like like a robe?” she inquires – politely, but with an edge to her voice.

“No thanks, I’m fine,” you reply.

She sighs. “Just go straight in,” she says. “We can’t have you waiting out here like that.”

You walk to the exam room, where you find Sandesh once again naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile. “Lovely outfit today!”

“Hi Penny,” asks Doctor Kapoor. “Climb up and sit on Sandesh’s cock, please.”

“Sure,” you say, taking off your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Of course,” says the doctor. “Lie down on Sandesh please.”

You lean forward until your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest, and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Mmmm,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “May I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina?”

You reply breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties. Realising you are getting very little work done, you take off your panties and masturbate yourself to a quiet orgasm. Then you get back to work.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, so you...

put your panties back on, and head to the kitchen.

get up and walk naked to the kitchen.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. Deciding there is little point in putting your panties back on, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Lying back on the desk, naked, you lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, pick up the worms Justin dropped on the floor, and insert them back into your vagina. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You return to your desk, put your panties back on, and gather up a bunch of worms from the floor. You tuck them back into your panties, then you put your running shoes on, and head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is exciting to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but unfortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Good run,” pants Tyler.

The two of you walk back into the office. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine. A few people are there, but by now everyone in the building is quite accustomed to seeing your bare breasts and worm-filled panties.

Once your food is ready, you return to your desk and eat while you work. Then you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties. Realising you are getting very little work done, you take off your panties and masturbate yourself to a quiet orgasm. Then you get back to work.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, so you...

put your panties back on, and head to the kitchen.

get up and walk naked to the kitchen.

Having put your panties back on, you get down on your hands and knees to retrieve all of the escaped worms that are making their way across the floor. Soon you have them all tucked safely into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. Your panties seem on the verge of slipping down, but fortunately they manage to stay up, although a couple of worms escape and fall on to the floor, and have to be retrieved.

You make your coffee, then you return to your desk, take off your panties again, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time for your afternoon meeting. Attendance in person is not mandatory...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he laughs with delight when he sees you are naked. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

In the kitchen you make your coffee, then you return to your desk and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

Eventually Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I hope you get pregnant quickly!”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties. Realising you are getting very little work done, you take off your panties and masturbate yourself to a quiet orgasm. Then you get back to work.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, so you...

put your panties back on, and head to the kitchen.

get up and walk naked to the kitchen.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your boredom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties. Realising you are getting very little work done, you take off your panties and masturbate yourself to a quiet orgasm. Then you get back to work.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, so you...

put your panties back on, and head to the kitchen.

get up and walk naked to the kitchen.

Knowing that your worms will likely make it difficult to get through your report with your panties on, you...

shiver in anticipation of taking them off in front of the other attendees.

figure you might as well leave your panties here.

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling somewhat horny, you gently stroke your clitoris, ignoring the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. When your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with as much professionalism as you can muster, given that you are masturbating while you talk.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “I love that you’re still naked,” he says, grinning. “Are you ready to go?”

“Sure!” you say with a smile. You pull your panties on, and spend a few moments hunting down your worms, some of which have wriggled their way almost a yard across the floor. You put them all back in your panties, and sigh with pleasure as you feel them once again squirming against your pussy.

“Are we eating in or out?” asks Tyler.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. Once inside, you sit down in the living room while Tyler cooks dinner.

“Hi Penny,” says Colton, joining you on the sofa. He places his hand on your upper thigh. “Did you have a good day?”

“Yes tha...” you begin, but Colton cuts you off by planting a kiss on your lips. As you respond eagerly, he slips his hand into the front of your panties and begins to caress your pussy. Then he reaches farther down, slides two fingers into your vagina, and starts pulling worms out of you.

You do not resist even slightly as he pushes you down into a lying position. He pulls your legs apart, tugs your panties to one side, and climbs on top of you. Having pulled out his cock, he plunges it deep into your vagina, and starts fucking you with powerful strokes.

Five minutes later, are your orgasm hits, and you moan loudly with intense pleasure. Tyler comes in, and he chuckles at the sight of his friend fucking you. “That’s it, bro,” he says. “Fill her up.”

Colton groans as he pumps his semen into you, liberally coating your cervix with the stuff. Tyler, laughing, returns to the kitchen.

A little later, the three of you have dinner together, then you all sit down to watch some TV. More and more worms spill out of your anus, until your panties overflow. As the worms spill out on to the sofa, Tyler and Colton tease you gently.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder your options. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

You head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Looking sexy as always, Penny, I see!” He spreads his arms for a hug.

“Thanks,” you reply with a giggle. You step forward, put your arms around his neck, and kiss him on the lips. He slips his tongue into your mouth, and swirls it around while he slides his right hand down inside the front of your panties.

“All right Dad, you old dog,” chuckles Tyler.

Darryl grins as he disengages. You enter his apartment, and the three of you sit down in the living room for a short chat.

Dinner is once again delicious. After the meal you all return to the living room. You are about to sit down on the couch next to Tyler when Darryl says, “Why don’t you take off those panties, Penny?”

Smiling, you tug your panties down, and step out of them. Then you...

calmly walk through to Darryl’s bedroom.

say, “So, are the two of you going to fuck me consecutively or concurrently?”

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted to see you topless, but you are apparently too sexy for him to let other diners see you. “Come round the back,” he urges you in a whisper.

You and Tyler head back outside and around the building to the back door, where Miguel has set up a table on the small patio. From here you have a passable view of the lake, but the presence of a large dumpster somewhat ruins the ambience.

As you sit down squishily on the huge mass of worms in your panties, Miguel places glasses and cutlery on the table. Then he takes your orders, and disappears back inside.

The meal is nice, as usual, but Miguel predictably spills salsa all over your breasts while collecting the plates.

“Really, Miguel...” you sigh, as the salsa slides all the way down your belly to your panties.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “Come inside, and I’ll clean you up.”

You carefully get up, then follow Miguel inside. In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Take off your panties,” he says, “and I’ll wash them for you. Here’s a container for your worms.”

“Thanks,” you say. You pull handfuls of worms out of your panties, and dump them into the container. When your panties are empty, you pull them down and step out of them, then hand them to Miguel. He takes them, staring at your naked pussy with a big grin on his face. “I’ll just go and soak these,” he says. “I’ll be right back.”

“Okay,” you say.

But when he returns, he is holding only a pan full of soapy water, which he sets down on a shelf. “I forgot the cloth again,” he says. “Never mind.” He plunges his hands into the soapy water, scoops some up, and splashes it over your chest. He massages your breasts for a few moments, then he works his way down your belly, removing the trail of salsa on the way. When he reaches your pussy, his fingers curl around to gently squeeze your labia. “Shall I get the worms out of you again?” he inquires hopefully.

“Yes please,” you say. “That would be very kind of you. Shall I bend over the crate?”

Miguel nods, and you bend over, spreading your feet apart and arching your back, presenting your vagina for Miguel’s easy access. Then you shiver as you feel his fingers slowly sliding into you. It does not take him long to extract all of the worms in your vagina, but he continues to gently thrust his fingers in and out of you afterwards.

“Mmmm,” you murmur.

Then you feel his cock sinking into your vagina, and you sigh. “Really, Miguel?”

“I could not resist,” he says, grasping your hips with his hands, and beginning to thrust.

“Understandable, I suppose,” you say, “but please try to be quick.”

Miguel responds by increasing the speed of his thrusting. Soon he is groaning in ecstasy as he spurts his semen over your cervix.

“All done?” you inquire. “Now hurry up and fetch my panties.”

Miguel pulls out of you, then he hurries away. When he returns, he is carrying your newly washed panties. You pull them on – they are still very damp, though not dripping wet – and refill them with your worms. Then you head back outside and sit down at your table.

After dinner, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you sit down in the living room with Colton, and watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Tyler and Colton stay up for a while, playing a video game, then Tyler comes to bed and cuddles you for a while before you both drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Tyler and Colton stay up for a while, playing a video game, then Colton joins you in bed. He turns you over, pulls your panties down, sinks his cock into your anus, and gives your rectum a long, hard fucking. After he has come inside you and rolled over, you lie panting for a while before eventually drifting off to sleep.

Continue.

As you leave the room, you hear Tyler chuckle and say, “I guess I’ll head home then. Enjoy her, Dad.”

“Oh I will,” replies Darryl.

You climb on to his bed, and lie down on your back. When he enters the room, you spread your thighs apart.

Darryl unbuttons his jeans, and pulls them down, along with his boxer shorts. His penis is already fully erect, and he wastes no time in sinking it into your vagina. It pushes through the mass of worms inside you, coming to rest with its bulbous head pressing against your cervix.

You feel very full, and as Darryl’s cock starts thrusting inside you, you gasp in pleasure. “Oh yes!” you say, wrapping your arms and legs around him. “Fuck me, Darryl!”

He does so, with a vigour and stamina that belie his age. Eventually, though, he climaxes, his semen splurging all over the opening to your womb. Then he pulls his cock, coated with worm-slime, out of your vagina. “Wow,” he pants. “That was awesome.”

You chuckle. “Well, I’d better get going.”

You climb off the bed, return to the living room, and retrieve your worm-filled panties. There are more worms on the couch – too many to fit in your panties – so you put some of them in one of Darryl’s zip-lock bags.

“Come again soon!” says Darryl.

You give him a kiss, then you leave, and drive home. After watching some TV with Tyler and Colton, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Tyler laughs. “Dad, you choose,” he says. “I’ve fucked Penny way more times than you.”

Darryl unbuttons his jeans, and pulls them down along with his boxer shorts. Massaging his cock to full erection, he says, “Come and sit on my lap, Penny.”

You do so, carefully, as he guides his cock up into your worm-filled vagina. Feeling very full, you begin bouncing up and down, while Darryl reaches around and takes hold of your breasts.

Tyler stands up. “Have fun, guys,” he says. “I’m going to head home.”

“Okay,” says Darryl.

“See you later Babe,” says Tyler. He leaves, and you and Darryl continue to have sex, in several different positions, until he finally climaxes inside you.

“God, that was good,” pants Darryl.

You chuckle. “Well, I’d better get going.”

You retrieve your worm-filled panties, and put them on. There are more worms on the couch – too many to fit in your panties – so you put some of them in one of Darryl’s zip-lock bags.

“Come again soon!” says Darryl.

You give him a kiss, then you leave, and drive home. After watching some TV with Tyler and Colton, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

You pull your panties on, then track down all the worms which have escaped and are making their way across the floor. Tucking them all back into your panties, you leave the office, get into your car, and drive to Mason Road. On the way, your worms squirm vigorously inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shudder and moan with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling extremely horny, you head to the conference room, where your bare breasts attract plenty of attention. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms, and you begin subtly stroking your clitoris through your panties, beneath the table. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you are already gasping and moaning as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Sorry guys, I really need to get my panties off and masturbate before I talk,” you announce.

“All right Penny,” says Ryan with a sigh. “Just make it quick.”

You get to your feet and pull your panties down, spilling worms on to the floor around your feet. Closing your eyes, you happily rub your clit with the fingers of your right hand, while caressing and squeezing your breasts with your left hand. It does not take long for you to reach orgasm, and you shudder and moan loudly as waves of intense pleasure wash through you.

“Ohh yesss!” you gasp. “Thank you!” You sit back down, and get on with presenting your department’s report in a rather breathless voice.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, clearly struggling to keep a straight face.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, put your panties back on, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. You get to your feet, then retrieve some escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties.

“Are we eating in or out?” asks Tyler.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Quivering with excitement, you walk out of the office completely naked. Getting into your car, you drive to Mason Road, taking care to stay within the speed limit so as not to attract the attention of any cops. Toplessness in public is legal in this state, but not full nudity. While you drive, your worms squirm vigorously inside your vagina and rectum, and you sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling quite horny, you head to the conference room, where your nakedness attracts plenty of attention. You sit down in your usual place, and begin subtly stroking your clitoris beneath the table. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you struggle through your department’s news and statistics, your delivery punctuated by gasps and soft moans as you undulate your hips, rapidly rubbing your clitoris while the worms inside you writhe slimily against your g-spot.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan. He looks as if he is about to say something else, but then he thinks better of it.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. You pull your panties on, and spend a few moments hunting down your worms, some of which have wriggled their way almost a yard across the floor. You put them all back in your panties, and sigh with pleasure as you feel them once again squirming against your pussy.

“Are we eating in or out?” asks Tyler.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Deciding there is little point in putting your panties back on, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Lying back on the desk, naked, you lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, pick up the worms Justin dropped on the floor, and insert them back into your vagina. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You return to your desk, put your panties back on, and gather up a bunch of worms from the floor. You tuck them back into your panties, then you leave the office and walk to Souper Salads, almost causing several cars to crash as their distracted drivers stare at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You are honked at several times, which you find rather exciting.

Outside the café, you call Cole. He picks up right away. “Hello?”

“Hi, it’s Penny,” you tell him. “I’m outside Souper Salads.”

“Oh wonderful!” he replies. “I’ll be right there.”

He soon emerges from the front door, and he grins as he sees you. “Come on in!” he says.

You walk in behind him, using him as cover while you slide into an empty booth and sit down squishily on the writhing mass of worms in your panties. Then you wait while Cole orders your food. Shortly, he sits down next to you, placing your soup and roll in front of you.

“Thank you,” you say, and you begin eating.

Cole chats with you amiably and inconsequentially while you eat, and it is not long before he slips his hand into the front of your panties. He strokes your clitoris and labia for a while, then he works a finger into your vagina and begins easing it in and out of you.

After the meal, you carefully get up and check your seat for worms, but fortunately find none. Cole once again shields you as you make your way to the front door, then he thanks you for eating with him.

“My pleasure,” you say a smile.

“Can I drive you back to work?” he offers.

You think about it, then say,

“Not this time, Cole.”

“Sure.”

Deciding there is little point in putting your panties back on, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Lying back on the desk, naked, you lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, pick up the worms Justin dropped on the floor, and insert them back into your vagina. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You return to your desk, put your panties back on, and gather up a bunch of worms from the floor. You tuck them back into your panties, then you leave the office and walk to The Sandwich Station, very nearly causing an accident as multiple drivers stare open-mouthed at your bulging panties and bare breasts. You cannot help becoming very aroused at the attention.

Once inside the eatery, you get a few looks – some hostile, some lecherous, and some merely curious – but you are able to buy your portobello panini, whereupon you decide to...

eat it in the car on the way to see Doctor Kapoor.

take it down to the lake.

“All right,” says Cole with a chuckle. “Bye then.”

You walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties. Realising you are getting very little work done, you take off your panties and masturbate yourself to a quiet orgasm. Then you get back to work.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, so you...

put your panties back on, and head to the kitchen.

get up and walk naked to the kitchen.

“Great!” says Cole, his eyes gleaming. “I’m parked in my usual place.”

You follow him down the quiet side street where his BMW is parked. Unlocking it, he opens the passenger door, and holds it for you as you carefully climb in.

He reaches down, and reclines the seat until you are almost lying down. Then he reaches between your thighs, and starts rubbing your pussy through your panties. “Mmmm,” you murmur, spreading your thighs apart.

Cole then pulls your panties to one side, and slides two fingers into your vagina. Gently finger-fucking you, he says, “Let’s just make some room, shall we?”

You nod, and draw your knees back, spreading your thighs even wider apart. Closing your eyes, you smile contentedly as Cole probes your vagina with his fingers, and pulls a couple of worms out of you.

Then he climbs into the car, lies down on top of you, and slowly slides his slime-lubed cock deep inside you. You sigh with pleasure, and wrap your legs around his back as he starts to fuck you.

While he thrusts, Cole grasps your breasts with his hands, and squeezes and kneads them while he fucks you with increasing energy.

After a couple of minutes, he groans, and jerks his loins vigorously as he pumps his semen deep inside you. He collapses, panting, and rests for a short while.

Giving your cheek a quick kiss, he rolls over and climbs into the driver’s seat, tucking his penis away and zipping himself up. “Ready to go back to work?” he asks.

“Yes please,” you say, returning your seat to its upright position.

Cole drives you back to the office, while some of your worms gradually repopulate your vagina. “Have a good afternoon,” he says. “See you again soon!”

You get out of the car, and turn to pick up a few worms that have escaped on to the passenger seat. “Bye,” you say, and you turn and head towards the front door of the office. Inside, you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties. Realising you are getting very little work done, you take off your panties and masturbate yourself to a quiet orgasm. Then you get back to work.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, so you...

put your panties back on, and head to the kitchen.

get up and walk naked to the kitchen.

You walk back to the office parking lot, where you get in your car and drive to the hospital, eating your panini on the way. When you arrive, you report to reception and ask to see Doctor Kapoor. The receptionist frowns at your breasts disapprovingly. “Would like like a robe?” she inquires – politely, but with an edge to her voice.

“No thanks, I’m fine,” you reply.

She sighs. “Just go straight in,” she says. “We can’t have you waiting out here like that.”

You walk to the exam room, where you find Sandesh once again naked from the waist down, and lying on the exam table. “Hello Penny,” says Sandesh with a smile. “Lovely outfit today!”

“Hi Penny,” asks Doctor Kapoor. “Climb up and sit on Sandesh’s cock, please.”

“Sure,” you say, taking off your worm-filled panties. Climbing on to the table, you straddle Sandesh. “Can you empty me out, Doctor Kapoor?” you ask.

“Of course,” says the doctor. “Lie down on Sandesh please.”

You lean forward until your naked breasts press against Sandesh’s chest, and your face comes to rest just inches from his.

“Mmmm,” says Sandesh, placing one hand in the small of your back and the other between your shoulder blades.

Doctor Kapoor squirts some lubricating gel on to his fingers, then he reaches between your legs and rubs the gel liberally around your pussy and vaginal opening, working his fingers between your labia and stroking your clitoris. Pushing two fingers inside you, he quickly extracts all the worms he can find. Then he takes hold of your hips, and pulls you down on to Sandesh’s erection, which slides deep into your vagina.

You sit up, and begin to slowly bounce up and down, causing Sandesh’s cock to slide in and out of you. Sandesh sighs with pleasure, then he says, “Gel please, Salman?” He holds out his right hand, into which his cousin squirts a generous quantity of gel. Sandesh transfers half of it into his left hand, then he begins to rub the gel all over your breasts.

As you continue to bounce up and down, Doctor Kapoor rubs more gel around your anus, and pushes one finger into your rectum. Then he says, “May I lubricate your anus while Sandesh is working on your vagina?”

You reply breathlessly,

“Just wait your turn please, Doctor Kapoor.”

“Fine with me, Doctor Kapoor.”

You take your panini down to the water’s edge, find an available bench, and sit watching motor boats race around the lake while you eat.

Shortly afterward, you see Tyler running towards you along the path that skirts the water’s edge. He slows down as he approaches.

“Hey you,” you say, smiling.

Tyler grins and comes over to sit next to you. “You didn’t fancy running today?” he asks, panting.

“Nah,” you say, shaking your head. “Wasn’t really feeling it.”

Once Tyler has got his breath back, he slips his hand into the front of your panties, and makes out with you while giving you a good finger-fucking. Then, after you have reached a shuddering climax, he gets up and resumes his run. You watch him until he is out of sight, then you walk back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties. Realising you are getting very little work done, you take off your panties and masturbate yourself to a quiet orgasm. Then you get back to work.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, so you...

put your panties back on, and head to the kitchen.

get up and walk naked to the kitchen.

You and Tyler arrange to meet outside. Deciding there is little point in putting your panties back on, you head to Bailey conference room with Justin for your pre-lunch inspection. Lying back on the desk, naked, you lift your legs up, and spread your thighs wide apart.

Justin eagerly caresses your pussy, coating his fingers in worm slime, then he slides three of them into your vagina, and begins to retrieve the worms he finds in there. After he has removed all the worms he can reach, he continues to slide his fingers in and out for a while. “I can’t feel any more,” he says. “Let’s try my cock.” He unzips his trousers and takes out his erection.

“Okay,” you say with a little shiver, as he lubes up his cock with worm slime.

Justin places the head of his penis against your vaginal opening, then he slides it deep inside you. “I’ll just feel around,” he says as he begins thrusting.

Three minutes later, you are moaning with pleasure as Justin’s erection repeatedly and powerfully slams into you with great rapidity. Then he groans and stiffens, pumping his semen into you.

“Ohhhh,” you gasp.

He stays inside you for another minute, then he withdraws his cock and says, “I can’t feel anything – I guess I must have got them all.”

You climb off the desk, pick up the worms Justin dropped on the floor, and insert them back into your vagina. Justin holds the door open for you, and the two of you exit the room.

You return to your desk, put your panties back on, and gather up a bunch of worms from the floor. You tuck them back into your panties, then you put your running shoes on, and head outside to meet Tyler, who grins happily at your breasts. The two of you walk to the start of the trail. “Ready?” he says, and you nod.

Setting a gentle pace, the two of you set off running along the trail. It is not long before you start to encounter other people walking or running along the trail – you smile apologetically each time you pass someone, but although you get a few astonished looks, nobody makes a fuss.

At the two-mile mark, you find yourself running past the lake, in full view of the road. You hear a few drivers honking their horns, but you ignore them and focus on your breathing. It is exciting to be running with your bouncing breasts in full view of the passing traffic, but unfortunately you are soon in the woods again, on the final leg of your run back to where you joined the trail.

By now you are very hot and sweaty, but you are pleased with your performance.

“Good run,” pants Tyler.

The two of you walk back into the office. Then, as Tyler heads for the shower, you report to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you head to the kitchen to buy a microwave meal from the vending machine. A few people are there, but by now everyone in the building is quite accustomed to seeing your bare breasts and worm-filled panties.

Once your food is ready, you return to your desk and eat while you work. Then you get up, recapture some escaped worms, and head for the shower.

You lock yourself in the shower room, put down your bag, and take off your panties. Under a warm stream of water, you rinse the sweat from your body and wash your hair. Having towelled yourself dry, you put on your worm-filled panties, return to your desk, and get back to work.

Soon afterwards, your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties. Realising you are getting very little work done, you take off your panties and masturbate yourself to a quiet orgasm. Then you get back to work.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, so you...

put your panties back on, and head to the kitchen.

get up and walk naked to the kitchen.

Having put your panties back on, you get down on your hands and knees to retrieve all of the escaped worms that are making their way across the floor. Soon you have them all tucked safely into the back of your panties.

Walking very sedately, you head to the kitchen. Your panties seem on the verge of slipping down, but fortunately they manage to stay up, although a couple of worms escape and fall on to the floor, and have to be retrieved.

You make your coffee, then you return to your desk, take off your panties again, and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time for your afternoon meeting. Attendance in person is not mandatory...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

As you pass Tyler’s desk, you smile at him, and he laughs with delight when he sees you are naked. You giggle, and continue down the aisle.

In the kitchen you make your coffee, then you return to your desk and resume working. Soon afterwards, Outlook reminds you that it is time to go to your afternoon meeting. Ryan has made it clear that it is no longer mandatory for you to attend the meeting in person...

but you decide to drive over to Mason Road anyway.

so you decide to dial into the meeting from your desk.

“Okay, no problem,” says Doctor Kapoor, but he continues finger-fucking your anus while you slide up and down on Sandesh’s erection.

Eventually Sandesh groans as he shoots his semen up inside you. You wait until his cock begins to soften, then you climb off him and get down from the table. Sandesh climbs down too, and you mount the table again. Lying down with your bottom slightly overhanging the end of the table, you lift your knees up and spread your thighs apart.

Doctor Kapoor places the head of his erect penis against your anal sphincter, then he slowly pushes it in. There is very little resistance. When he is fully buried in your rectum, he begins thrusting, and you reach down and start rubbing your clitoris. As the doctor fucks you, your excitement gradually builds to a peak, and then, with an ecstatic moan, you shudder with a powerful orgasm.

Moments later, Doctor Kapoor grunts and stiffens as he spews semen into your worm-filled bowels. Then, while still inside your rectum, he takes a speculum and pushes it into your vagina. Opening it up, he says, “Looks good. Sandesh, will you hand me some worms please from Penny’s panties?”

Sandesh fetches a handful of worms from your panties, and gives some of them to Doctor Kapoor, who feeds them, one by one, through the round opening of the speculum and into your vagina. Then Sandesh takes a turn, stuffing a few more inside you. When you are quite full, Doctor Kapoor carefully removes the speculum. Then he pulls his cock out of your anus, and slides the speculum into your rectum. Opening it up, he peers inside you and says, “All fine there too.” He removes the speculum. “Now for the ultrasound.”

He brings over the machine, then smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that. He plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I hope you get pregnant quickly!”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards, you return to your desk, and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties. Realising you are getting very little work done, you take off your panties and masturbate yourself to a quiet orgasm. Then you get back to work.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, so you...

put your panties back on, and head to the kitchen.

get up and walk naked to the kitchen.

“Okay, excellent!” says Doctor Kapoor. He climbs up on to the table behind you, then gently pushes you forward until your torso is almost horizontal. You feel your anus expanding around his intruding cock, and then he slides deep into your rectum. As he starts to fuck you, you shiver at the sensation of two penises thrusting inside you at the same time.

The intensity of the experience drives your excitement to new heights, and you feel your orgasm approaching. Nevertheless, it is Sandesh who comes first, groaning as he shoots his semen up inside you. You shudder and gasp, and your own climax hits you like a tidal wave, bathing you in ecstasy.

Doctor Kapoor increases the pace of his own thrusting, and then he, too, reaches orgasm, grunting and stiffening as he spews his semen into your worm-filled bowels. The two men pant wordlessly for a minute or so, and then the doctor pulls his penis out of you, and climbs off the table.

You kneel up, and Sandesh’s wilting member flops out of your vagina. Then you climb down from the table, and Sandesh does the same. At Doctor Kapoor’s request, you get up on the table again, and lie down with your boredom at the very edge. Doctor Kapoor gently pushes a speculum into your vagina, and opens it up. Retrieving a handful of worms from your panties, he carefully posts them through the speculum and into your vagina. Not wanting to be left out of this process, Sandesh also fetches some worms, and prods them inside you with his fingers.

Doctor Kapoor removes the speculum, and now slides it into your anus. Pulling it open, he looks inside, and nods approvingly. Then Sandesh, reaching past him, feeds a few more worms into your rectum. This is highly unnecessary – Sandesh is clearly doing it for his own entertainment – but you really do not mind.

Doctor Kapoor pulls the speculum out of your rectum, then he brings over the ultrasound machine. He smears some more gel on your torso, since Sandesh did not apparently do a very thorough job of that, then he plays the probe all over your front, from your shoulders down to your pussy. Finally he says, “All done.”

“Thank you,” you say, as Sandesh wipes you down with tissues (getting in a couple more gropes of your breasts in the process).

You climb off the table and pull your worm-filled panties back on. Quite a few worms have escaped during your exam, but they are easily retrieved, and you drop them into the back of your panties.

“Thank you for coming in,” says Doctor Kapoor. “Have a good afternoon.”

“Come back soon!” adds Sandesh. “I just love fucking you.”

You bid them both goodbye, leave the hospital, and head back to the office, where you report once again to Dieter, who pulls a few worms out of you, then fucks you until he climaxes, pumping his semen deep inside your vagina.

Afterwards you return to your desk and get to work processing invoices. You have not been doing this for long when your bowels cramp, and a thick slimy rope of tangled worms slithers out of your anus. Grimacing, you lift your bottom off the chair, hoping your panties can handle the extra weight and volume. You reach back and feel the material; it is bulging hugely, but seems to be containing the worms.

They roam all around inside your panties, and quickly repopulate your vagina. The worms wriggling against your clitoris and g-spot keep you distractingly horny as you work, and you find yourself frequently massaging your breasts, and rubbing your pussy through your panties. Realising you are getting very little work done, you take off your panties and masturbate yourself to a quiet orgasm. Then you get back to work.

Around the middle of the afternoon, you find your energy level ebbing. You feel the need for some coffee, so you...

put your panties back on, and head to the kitchen.

get up and walk naked to the kitchen.

Knowing that your worms will likely make it difficult to get through your report with your panties on, you...

shiver in anticipation of taking them off in front of the other attendees.

figure you might as well leave your panties here.

A couple of minutes before the meeting begins, you dial in to the conference call. Feeling somewhat horny, you gently stroke your clitoris, ignoring the indistinct mutterings of the attendees at Mason Road, until Ryan arrives and starts the meeting.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you listen attentively. When your turn comes, you deliver your department’s news and statistics with as much professionalism as you can muster, given that you are masturbating while you talk.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan.

After the meeting, you get back to work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “I love that you’re still naked,” he says, grinning. “Are you ready to go?”

“Sure!” you say with a smile. You pull your panties on, and spend a few moments hunting down your worms, some of which have wriggled their way almost a yard across the floor. You put them all back in your panties, and sigh with pleasure as you feel them once again squirming against your pussy.

“Are we eating in or out?” asks Tyler.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

“Okay,” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you.

Afterwards you leave the office, head to your car, and drive home. Once inside, you sit down in the living room while Tyler cooks dinner.

“Hi Penny,” says Colton, joining you on the sofa. He places his hand on your upper thigh. “Did you have a good day?”

“Yes tha...” you begin, but Colton cuts you off by planting a kiss on your lips. As you respond eagerly, he slips his hand into the front of your panties and begins to caress your pussy. Then he reaches farther down, slides two fingers into your vagina, and starts pulling worms out of you.

You do not resist even slightly as he pushes you down into a lying position. He pulls your legs apart, tugs your panties to one side, and climbs on top of you. Having pulled out his cock, he plunges it deep into your vagina, and starts fucking you with powerful strokes.

Five minutes later, are your orgasm hits, and you moan loudly with intense pleasure. Tyler comes in, and he chuckles at the sight of his friend fucking you. “That’s it, bro,” he says. “Fill her up.”

Colton groans as he pumps his semen into you, liberally coating your cervix with the stuff. Tyler, laughing, returns to the kitchen.

A little later, the three of you have dinner together, then you all sit down to watch some TV. More and more worms spill out of your anus, until your panties overflow. As the worms spill out on to the sofa, Tyler and Colton tease you gently.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

“All right!” says Tyler. “Where would you like to eat?”

You ponder your options. Then you say, “How about...

your dad’s place?”

Paquita’s?”

“Sure!” says Tyler, looking pleased. “I’ll give him a call. See you there!”

You head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Ten minutes later, you meet up with Tyler in the parking garage near Darryl’s apartment building. The two of you walk to Darryl’s third-floor apartment, and Tyler rings the bell.

“Come in, come in!” says Darryl, opening the door. “Looking sexy as always, Penny, I see!” He spreads his arms for a hug.

“Thanks,” you reply with a giggle. You step forward, put your arms around his neck, and kiss him on the lips. He slips his tongue into your mouth, and swirls it around while he slides his right hand down inside the front of your panties.

“All right Dad, you old dog,” chuckles Tyler.

Darryl grins as he disengages. You enter his apartment, and the three of you sit down in the living room for a short chat.

Dinner is once again delicious. After the meal you all return to the living room. You are about to sit down on the couch next to Tyler when Darryl says, “Why don’t you take off those panties, Penny?”

Smiling, you tug your panties down, and step out of them. Then you...

calmly walk through to Darryl’s bedroom.

say, “So, are the two of you going to fuck me consecutively or concurrently?”

“Sounds good!” says Tyler. “I’ll see you there.”

You head to Dieter’s office, where your boss extracts some worms from your vagina before vigorously fucking you until he comes inside you. Afterwards you leave the building and walk to your car.

Five minutes later, you park outside the Mexican restaurant next to Tyler’s car. Inside, Miguel is delighted to see you topless, but you are apparently too sexy for him to let other diners see you. “Come round the back,” he urges you in a whisper.

You and Tyler head back outside and around the building to the back door, where Miguel has set up a table on the small patio. From here you have a passable view of the lake, but the presence of a large dumpster somewhat ruins the ambience.

As you sit down squishily on the huge mass of worms in your panties, Miguel places glasses and cutlery on the table. Then he takes your orders, and disappears back inside.

The meal is nice, as usual, but Miguel predictably spills salsa all over your breasts while collecting the plates.

“Really, Miguel...” you sigh, as the salsa slides all the way down your belly to your panties.

“I’m so sorry!” says Miguel. “Come inside, and I’ll clean you up.”

You carefully get up, then follow Miguel inside. In the kitchen, the chef and other restaurant staff stare at you as Miguel leads you to the pantry. “Take off your panties,” he says, “and I’ll wash them for you. Here’s a container for your worms.”

“Thanks,” you say. You pull handfuls of worms out of your panties, and dump them into the container. When your panties are empty, you pull them down and step out of them, then hand them to Miguel. He takes them, staring at your naked pussy with a big grin on his face. “I’ll just go and soak these,” he says. “I’ll be right back.”

“Okay,” you say.

But when he returns, he is holding only a pan full of soapy water, which he sets down on a shelf. “I forgot the cloth again,” he says. “Never mind.” He plunges his hands into the soapy water, scoops some up, and splashes it over your chest. He massages your breasts for a few moments, then he works his way down your belly, removing the trail of salsa on the way. When he reaches your pussy, his fingers curl around to gently squeeze your labia. “Shall I get the worms out of you again?” he inquires hopefully.

“Yes please,” you say. “That would be very kind of you. Shall I bend over the crate?”

Miguel nods, and you bend over, spreading your feet apart and arching your back, presenting your vagina for Miguel’s easy access. Then you shiver as you feel his fingers slowly sliding into you. It does not take him long to extract all of the worms in your vagina, but he continues to gently thrust his fingers in and out of you afterwards.

“Mmmm,” you murmur.

Then you feel his cock sinking into your vagina, and you sigh. “Really, Miguel?”

“I could not resist,” he says, grasping your hips with his hands, and beginning to thrust.

“Understandable, I suppose,” you say, “but please try to be quick.”

Miguel responds by increasing the speed of his thrusting. Soon he is groaning in ecstasy as he spurts his semen over your cervix.

“All done?” you inquire. “Now hurry up and fetch my panties.”

Miguel pulls out of you, then he hurries away. When he returns, he is carrying your newly washed panties. You pull them on – they are still very damp, though not dripping wet – and refill them with your worms. Then you head back outside and sit down at your table.

After dinner, you and Tyler drive back to your house, where you sit down in the living room with Colton, and watch TV for a while. As more worms slither out of your anus, your panties begin to overflow; Tyler teases you gently about this, and Colton joins in – the two of them seem to enjoy making jokes at your expense.

Late in the evening, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Tyler and Colton stay up for a while, playing a video game, then Tyler comes to bed and cuddles you for a while before you both drift off to sleep.

Continue.

Tyler and Colton stay up for a while, playing a video game, then Colton joins you in bed. He turns you over, pulls your panties down, sinks his cock into your anus, and gives your rectum a long, hard fucking. After he has come inside you and rolled over, you lie panting for a while before eventually drifting off to sleep.

Continue.

As you leave the room, you hear Tyler chuckle and say, “I guess I’ll head home then. Enjoy her, Dad.”

“Oh I will,” replies Darryl.

You climb on to his bed, and lie down on your back. When he enters the room, you spread your thighs apart.

Darryl unbuttons his jeans, and pulls them down, along with his boxer shorts. His penis is already fully erect, and he wastes no time in sinking it into your vagina. It pushes through the mass of worms inside you, coming to rest with its bulbous head pressing against your cervix.

You feel very full, and as Darryl’s cock starts thrusting inside you, you gasp in pleasure. “Oh yes!” you say, wrapping your arms and legs around him. “Fuck me, Darryl!”

He does so, with a vigour and stamina that belie his age. Eventually, though, he climaxes, his semen splurging all over the opening to your womb. Then he pulls his cock, coated with worm-slime, out of your vagina. “Wow,” he pants. “That was awesome.”

You chuckle. “Well, I’d better get going.”

You climb off the bed, return to the living room, and retrieve your worm-filled panties. There are more worms on the couch – too many to fit in your panties – so you put some of them in one of Darryl’s zip-lock bags.

“Come again soon!” says Darryl.

You give him a kiss, then you leave, and drive home. After watching some TV with Tyler and Colton, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

Tyler laughs. “Dad, you choose,” he says. “I’ve fucked Penny way more times than you.”

Darryl unbuttons his jeans, and pulls them down along with his boxer shorts. Massaging his cock to full erection, he says, “Come and sit on my lap, Penny.”

You do so, carefully, as he guides his cock up into your worm-filled vagina. Feeling very full, you begin bouncing up and down, while Darryl reaches around and takes hold of your breasts.

Tyler stands up. “Have fun, guys,” he says. “I’m going to head home.”

“Okay,” says Darryl.

“See you later Babe,” says Tyler. He leaves, and you and Darryl continue to have sex, in several different positions, until he finally climaxes inside you.

“God, that was good,” pants Darryl.

You chuckle. “Well, I’d better get going.”

You retrieve your worm-filled panties, and put them on. There are more worms on the couch – too many to fit in your panties – so you put some of them in one of Darryl’s zip-lock bags.

“Come again soon!” says Darryl.

You give him a kiss, then you leave, and drive home. After watching some TV with Tyler and Colton, you gather up all of the worms and flush them away, then you have a shower, put on a fresh pair of capacious panties, brush your teeth, and climb into...

bed.

Colton’s bed.

You pull your panties on, then track down all the worms which have escaped and are making their way across the floor. Tucking them all back into your panties, you leave the office, get into your car, and drive to Mason Road. On the way, your worms squirm vigorously inside your vagina and rectum, and against your pussy, and you shudder and moan with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling extremely horny, you head to the conference room, where your bare breasts attract plenty of attention. You sit down in your usual place, your buttocks squelching audibly into the huge mass of worms, and you begin subtly stroking your clitoris through your panties, beneath the table. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you are already gasping and moaning as you undulate your hips, kneading your wriggling worms into your overstimulated pussy.

“Sorry guys, I really need to get my panties off and masturbate before I talk,” you announce.

“All right Penny,” says Ryan with a sigh. “Just make it quick.”

You get to your feet and pull your panties down, spilling worms on to the floor around your feet. Closing your eyes, you happily rub your clit with the fingers of your right hand, while caressing and squeezing your breasts with your left hand. It does not take long for you to reach orgasm, and you shudder and moan loudly as waves of intense pleasure wash through you.

“Ohh yesss!” you gasp. “Thank you!” You sit back down, and get on with presenting your department’s report in a rather breathless voice.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan, clearly struggling to keep a straight face.

After the meeting, you get up from your chair, put your panties back on, and spend a few moments retrieving escaped worms and popping them back into your panties. Then you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. You get to your feet, then retrieve some escaped worms, which you tuck back inside your panties.

“Are we eating in or out?” asks Tyler.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Quivering with excitement, you walk out of the office completely naked. Getting into your car, you drive to Mason Road, taking care to stay within the speed limit so as not to attract the attention of any cops. Toplessness in public is legal in this state, but not full nudity. While you drive, your worms squirm vigorously inside your vagina and rectum, and you sigh with pleasure.

When you arrive, feeling quite horny, you head to the conference room, where your nakedness attracts plenty of attention. You sit down in your usual place, and begin subtly stroking your clitoris beneath the table. Then Ryan enters, and the meeting begins.

As the various team leads in attendance take it in turns to report on their departments, you become more and more aroused. When your turn comes, you struggle through your department’s news and statistics, your delivery punctuated by gasps and soft moans as you undulate your hips, rapidly rubbing your clitoris while the worms inside you writhe slimily against your g-spot.

“Thanks Penny,” says Ryan. He looks as if he is about to say something else, but then he thinks better of it.

After the meeting, you drive back to Chapel Street and get on with your work. At five o’clock, Tyler stops by your desk. “Ready to go?” he inquires.

“Sure!” you say with a smile. You pull your panties on, and spend a few moments hunting down your worms, some of which have wriggled their way almost a yard across the floor. You put them all back in your panties, and sigh with pleasure as you feel them once again squirming against your pussy.

“Are we eating in or out?” asks Tyler.

You reply, “Let’s eat...

in.”

out.”

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of Colton gently fucking you, while dozens of worms squirm against your pussy, wriggle between your buttocks, and writhe inside your rectum.

“Morning Colton,” you murmur.

In response, he grunts and shudders as he spurts his semen inside you. After a moment, he rolls off you, and his penis pops out of your vagina.

You get out of bed, go to the bathroom, then head downstairs to have breakfast with Tyler. Colton joins you a few minutes later; he gives your right breast a squeeze as he sits down.

Not long afterwards, you and Tyler leave the house and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

Another day, another dollar...

You awaken to the delicious sensation of dozens of worms squirming against your pussy, wriggling between your buttocks, and writhing inside your vagina and rectum.

“Morning Tyler,” you murmur.

“Morning babe,” he replies.

You get out of bed, go to the bathroom, then head downstairs to have breakfast with Tyler. Colton joins you a few minutes later; he gives your right breast a squeeze as he sits down.

Not long afterwards, you and Tyler leave the house and drive to the office in your own cars. Once you have parked your car, you enter the building and report to Dieter for your first inspection of the day.

Dieter is in his office, and he smiles as he sees you. “Good morning Penny!” he says.

Still feeling very horny, you eagerly pull your panties down, and step out of them. Now completely naked, you...

bend over Dieter’s desk.

sit down with your legs spread wide apart.

“Let’s get those disgusting worms out of you,” says Dieter, as he pulls your buttocks apart and stares at your anus and vaginal opening. Then he slides two fingers into your vagina.

You shiver as your boss feels around inside you, and extracts one worm after another. Once your vagina is empty, he casually finger-fucks you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, grabs hold of your hips with both hands, and slides his erect cock into your vagina.

Almost instinctively, you arch your spine and push back against his erection, trying to get him deeper inside you as he starts to fuck you with hard, deep strokes. You moan, and reach between your legs to rub your clitoris.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, and zips himself up. “Now,” he says, “we need to talk.”

“Oh?” you inquire. You feel nervous; Dieter’s expression is rather serious.

“Last night,” he says, “Ryan was presented with a petition. It demanded your immediate firing.”

“What??” you exclaim.

“It seems not everyone is a fan of your nudity in the office,” Dieter continues. “And, unfortunately, they have photographic evidence of you having sex with Tyler at his desk. And with me, in here ... and with Justin, in the Bailey conference room.”

“Holy shit!” you say, alarmed.

“They’re threatening to go public with their story and photos,” says Dieter with a sigh, “unless you are terminated.”

You sit down, dismayed. “Well this sucks,” you groan. “Can I not just promise to cover up, and behave myself?”

Dieter shakes his head. “They want you gone from this building,” he says. “That was a non-negotiable point. However, Ryan did fight for you, and managed to get them to agree to a compromise.”

You look up hopefully. “Which is?”

“Well,” says Dieter, “with Kisha gone, Ryan has been looking for a new Logistics Director. As of yesterday, that position has been filled by Pat Gregson. Which means we need a new Warehouse Manager. How would you like that job?”

“Good grief!” you say. “What do I know about running a warehouse?”

“Roy Finch, the supervisor, would be a better fit,” Dieter acknowledges. “But he doesn’t want the job ... and you couldn’t do Roy’s job anyway – it requires all kinds of skills and training that you just don’t have. The clerical role there would be fine for you, but we’d have nowhere else to put Sergei. In the managerial position, you could learn on the fly from Roy – he’s filled in for Pat plenty, and knows what’s involved. Mostly logistical decisions and personnel issues, I’d imagine. And going to meetings.”

“Well, I’ll give it a try,” you say. “It certainly sounds a lot better than being unemployed. But did the petitioners agree to this?”

“They did ... on the condition that you never again set foot in this building,” says Dieter.

“They didn’t say anything about the Mason Road office?” you ask.

Dieter shakes his head. “Nobody from there was involved in this petition,” he says. “Which is fortunate, because you’ll still need to attend the afternoon meetings.”

“I could call in from the warehouse,” you say with a shrug.

“But then I wouldn’t get to see you at all,” says Dieter, affecting a little pout.

You laugh. “Poor Dieter,” you say. “This is going to hit you quite hard, isn’t it?”

Dieter nods. “I do love our thrice-daily fucks,” he says.

“Me too,” you confess. “But unless you plan on visiting the warehouse a lot more...”

“Not much chance of that,” says Dieter ruefully. “So it would be nice if you could come to the afternoon meetings in person. But obviously it’s up to you; I won’t be your boss after today.”

“So what happens now?” you ask.

“You pack up your desk, and head over to the warehouse,” says Dieter. “There are some formalities to go through before your promotion is official, but Ryan and Pat are working with Dani on that. Your task is to get to know your new team, and what they do, and what your new job entails. Roy will tell you all you need to know.”

You take a deep breath, then exhale. “All right,” you say. “I’ll go and say my goodbyes.”

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “Au revoir, Dieter,” you say.

“Good luck!” he replies.

You stop by Janine’s desk first. “I swear I didn’t sign the petition!” she says quickly.

“You knew about it?” you ask, surprised.

“Only yesterday afternoon,” she says. “I’m so sorry.”

You shrug. “My escalating naughtiness was bound to catch up with me sooner or later,” you remark. “I never thought it would lead to a promotion though!”

Next you talk to Ford, who gives you a big hug. “I can’t believe you’re going!” he says sadly.

“I won’t be far away, and I’ll keep in touch,” you promise him.

You find Justin looking morose. “I’m going to miss you,” he says dolefully. “Especially at lunchtimes.”

“Maybe you’ll make a connection with my replacement,” you suggest.

Tyler, who by now has also heard the news, is rather downcast, but he sees an upside. “You’ll be in an office full of men,” he says. “I don’t think you’ll want for action. Have you thought about what you’ll wear when you go over there?”

“Hmm,” you say. “I’ll need to earn their respect somehow ... but I’m sure they all know about my worms and my usual lack of clothing. I guess...

I’d better pick up a dress from Walmart on my way over there.”

I’ll just have to figure out how to earn their respect in nothing but my worm-filled panties.”

Scooting your bottom forward to the very edge of the seat, you lean back and lift your knees up, spreading your thighs wide apart.

“What a pretty sight!” says Dieter with a big grin as he kneels down in front of you, staring hungrily at your pussy. “Let me just get the worms out of you...” He reaches out and slides two of his fingers into your vagina. Feeling around, he grasps one worm, and pulls it out, then he goes back for another ... and another. When he is satisfied that there are no more worms to extract, he continues finger-fucking you for a few moments. Then he withdraws his fingers, takes out his erect cock, and slides it into your vagina.

“Oh God...” you gasp, staring down at his erection thrusting in and out of you. As the fucking continues, you begin to utter little moans of pleasure.

Unfortunately Dieter reaches orgasm long before you do. Groaning, he shudders and presses himself hard against you, spurting his sperm all over your cervix. For the next minute he remains inside you, ensuring that every last drop of his semen makes it into your vagina.

Then he pulls out, gets to his feet, and zips himself up. “Now,” he says, “we need to talk.”

“Oh?” you inquire. You feel nervous; Dieter’s expression is rather serious.

“Last night,” he says, “Ryan was presented with a petition. It demanded your immediate firing.”

“What??” you exclaim.

“It seems not everyone is a fan of your nudity in the office,” Dieter continues. “And, unfortunately, they have photographic evidence of you having sex with Tyler at his desk. And with me, in here ... and with Justin, in the Bailey conference room.”

“Holy shit!” you say, alarmed.

“They’re threatening to go public with their story and photos,” says Dieter with a sigh, “unless you are terminated.”

Dismayed, you put your face in your hands. “Well this sucks,” you groan. “Can I not just promise to cover up, and behave myself?”

Dieter shakes his head. “They want you gone from this building,” he says. “That was a non-negotiable point. However, Ryan did fight for you, and managed to get them to agree to a compromise.”

You look up hopefully. “Which is?”

“Well,” says Dieter, “with Kisha gone, Ryan has been looking for a new Logistics Director. As of yesterday, that position has been filled by Pat Gregson. Which means we need a new Warehouse Manager. How would you like that job?”

“Good grief!” you say. “What do I know about running a warehouse?”

“Roy Finch, the supervisor, would be a better fit,” Dieter acknowledges. “But he doesn’t want the job ... and you couldn’t do Roy’s job anyway – it requires all kinds of skills and training that you just don’t have. The clerical role there would be fine for you, but we’d have nowhere else to put Sergei. In the managerial position, you could learn on the fly from Roy – he’s filled in for Pat plenty, and knows what’s involved. Mostly logistical decisions and personnel issues, I’d imagine. And going to meetings.”

“Well, I’ll give it a try,” you say. “It certainly sounds a lot better than being unemployed. But did the petitioners agree to this?”

“They did ... on the condition that you never again set foot in this building,” says Dieter.

“They didn’t say anything about the Mason Road office?” you ask.

Dieter shakes his head. “Nobody from there was involved in this petition,” he says. “Which is fortunate, because you’ll still need to attend the afternoon meetings.”

“I could call in from the warehouse,” you say with a shrug.

“But then I wouldn’t get to see you at all,” says Dieter, affecting a little pout.

You laugh. “Poor Dieter,” you say. “This is going to hit you quite hard, isn’t it?”

Dieter nods. “I do love our thrice-daily fucks,” he says.

“Me too,” you confess. “But unless you plan on visiting the warehouse a lot more...”

“Not much chance of that,” says Dieter ruefully. “So it would be nice if you could come to the afternoon meetings in person. But obviously it’s up to you; I won’t be your boss after today.”

“So what happens now?” you ask.

“You pack up your desk, and head over to the warehouse,” says Dieter. “There are some formalities to go through before your promotion is official, but Ryan and Pat are working with Dani on that. Your task is to get to know your new team, and what they do, and what your new job entails. Roy will tell you all you need to know.”

You take a deep breath, then exhale. “All right,” you say. “I’ll go and say my goodbyes.”

You step into your panties and pull them back up, then you gather up a few escaped worms and drop them inside. “Au revoir, Dieter,” you say.

“Good luck!” he replies.

You stop by Janine’s desk first. “I swear I didn’t sign the petition!” she says quickly.

“You knew about it?” you ask, surprised.

“Only yesterday afternoon,” she says. “I’m so sorry.”

You shrug. “My escalating naughtiness was bound to catch up with me sooner or later,” you remark. “I never thought it would lead to a promotion though!”

Next you talk to Ford, who gives you a big hug. “I can’t believe you’re going!” he says sadly.

“I won’t be far away, and I’ll keep in touch,” you promise him.

You find Justin looking morose. “I’m going to miss you,” he says dolefully. “Especially at lunchtimes.”

“Maybe you’ll make a connection with my replacement,” you suggest.

Tyler, who by now has also heard the news, is rather downcast, but he sees an upside. “You’ll be in an office full of men,” he says. “I don’t think you’ll want for action. Have you thought about what you’ll wear when you go over there?”

“Hmm,” you say. “I’ll need to earn their respect somehow ... but I’m sure they all know about my worms and my usual lack of clothing. I guess...

I’d better pick up a dress from Walmart on my way over there.”

I’ll just have to figure out how to earn their respect in nothing but my worm-filled panties.”

You pack up your personal items from your desk, bid everyone goodbye, and leave the Chapel Street office for the last time. Driving to Walmart, you find it almost empty – which is fortunate. A young male greeter stares at you as you go past, but he does not say anything. You head straight for the women’s clothing section, and start looking at dresses.

Picking out a nice knee-length dress, you take it to the changing room and try it on. But as you look at yourself in the mirror, a curious thing happens: you realise that you cannot bear to be so covered up. You have been showing off your panties for so long, that now it seems terribly boring and puritanical to conceal them. With a shudder, you quickly take off the dress, and return it to the rack where you found it.

You seek out the shortest dress in the store, and find a blue and white sleeveless party dress that, when you try it on, stops a couple of inches short of mid-thigh. Yet it is still long enough to completely cover your panties, and you do not like that at all. With a sigh, you take off the dress and return it to the rack.

A rack of babydoll nighties in the nearby lingerie section catches your eye. “That’s more like it,” you mutter to yourself. You rifle through the negligées, and find one that is white, extremely short, and very sheer all over. “Perfect!”

You put it on in the changing room, then check yourself out in the mirror. Your breasts are showing through beautifully, the lower half of your panties is peeping out beneath the front (while the top half is easily visible through the material), and at the back, almost all of the worm-filled bulge in your panties is sagging below the hem.

Excited both by the outfit and by the worms squirming against you, you take off the garment and walk to the checkout. The woman there stares at you in disgust. “This is a family store,” she says.

You look around. “I don’t see any kids here,” you remark.

Shaking her head, the woman runs the negligée over the scanner. “That’s $10.59,” she says.

You swipe your card and tap in your PIN. A moment later, you are heading back out to your car. You get in, and drive to Mason Road. Passing the main office building by, you take the next right, then pull up and park beside the warehouse office.

As you get out of your car, a grinning young man comes out of the office. “Hi!” he says, staring unabashedly at your breasts. “I’m Scott. You must be Penny. Your reputation precedes you!”

You chuckle. “I’m sure,” you reply. You unfold your negligée. “Hold on, let me just put this on...”

“Oh there’s no need for that,” says Scott cheerfully. He takes the negligée from you, tosses it back into your car, then closes the door. “Come inside, and I’ll introduce you to Roy.”

You shiver at the casual way in which Scott just managed to keep you in only your panties. You follow him to the front door of the office, which he holds open for you. You step inside, and Scott gestures to a door labelled “Warehouse Manager”. It is ajar, so you push it open and peer inside.

A nearly bald man of about sixty is sitting behind a desk. You recognise him; he has been at the afternoon meeting once or twice – though not recently. He looks up, and his eyes widen. “Penny!” he says. “Jeez – is that what you’re planning to wear in your new job here?”

“I did bring a dress,” you say. “It’s in the car – should I fetch it?”

“There’s no need for that, surely?” says Scott with a little laugh. “Everyone’s expecting Penny to be dressed this way. Would you want them all to be disappointed?”

Roy rolls his eyes. “Fine,” he says. “Have a seat, Penny.”

“See you later, Penny!” says Scott, then he leaves, closing the door behind him.

As you sit down in a chair in front of Roy’s desk, your worms squish beneath your pussy and buttocks, caressing you with their slimy bodies. You shiver with pleasure, and say,

“Okay teacher, where do we start?”

“Do you mind if I take off my panties?”

You pack up your personal items from your desk, bid everyone goodbye, and leave the Chapel Street office for the last time. Outside, you get into your car, then drive over to Mason Road. Passing the main office building by, you take the next right, then pull up and park beside the warehouse office.

As you get out of your car, a grinning young man comes out of the office. “Hi!” he says, staring unabashedly at your breasts. “I’m Scott. You must be Penny. Your reputation precedes you!”

You chuckle. “I’m sure,” you reply. “Nice to meet you Scott.” You shake his hand.

“Lovely boobs,” says Scott admiringly. “Come inside, and I’ll introduce you to Roy.”

Smiling at the inappropriate compliment, you follow him to the front door of the office, which he holds open for you. You step inside, and Scott gestures to a door labelled “Warehouse Manager”. It is ajar, so you push it open and peer inside.

A nearly bald man of about sixty is sitting behind a desk. You recognise him; he has been at the afternoon meeting once or twice – though not recently. He looks up, and his eyes widen. “Penny!” he says. “Jeez – is that what you’re planning to wear in your new job here?”

“Yes,” you reply. “But I could go back out and shop for a dress if you think your team can’t handle it...”

“We can handle it!” says Scott quickly. “Come on Roy – everyone’s expecting Penny to be dressed this way. Would you want them all to be disappointed?”

Roy rolls his eyes. “Fine,” he says. “Have a seat, Penny.”

“See you later, Penny!” says Scott, then he leaves, closing the door behind him.

As you sit down in a chair in front of Roy’s desk, your worms squish beneath your pussy and buttocks, caressing you with their slimy bodies. You shiver with pleasure, and say,

“Okay teacher, where do we start?”

“Do you mind if I take off my panties?”

Roy launches into an explanation of the various responsibilities of the warehouse team. You try to pay attention, but the worms in your vagina and anus, and those writhing against your clitoris, are making it extremely hard to concentrate. Nevertheless, you manage to absorb the following facts.

You will be leading a team of nine, consisting of seven men and one woman. There is a loading crew of three men that work Monday to Friday, 8:00am to 5:00pm, a packaging day crew of two men that work from 6:00am to 6:00pm, each working just three days per week, and a packaging night crew of a man and a woman that work from 6:00pm to 6:00am, also three days per week. Then of course there is Roy, the supervisor, who can step into any role to provide additional coverage as required. Finally there is the clerk, Sergei, who is the youngest and newest member of the team.

“Any questions so far?” asks Roy.

“A few,” you reply. “First – why on Earth would you rather have me in this job than take it yourself? You’re obviously far more qualified.”

“I’m close to retirement,” says Roy, “and I don’t want the extra responsibility. I’m not one for hobnobbing with the management – I’m just a warehouseman, and I like what I do.”

“Fair enough,” you say. “But be honest – you must be a little resentful that someone with my lack of experience has become your new boss.”

Roy shrugs. “Not resentful,” he says. “Concerned. I don’t know if you have what it takes. Coming in here in just your panties – and with your whole worm issue going on – you don’t exactly inspire confidence.”

“Understandable,” you acknowledge. “But I’m willing and able to learn; you’ll find me a good student. And you’ll find I have some people skills.”

“I guess we’ll see,” says Roy. “Do you want a tour of the facility now?”

“Actually,” you reply, “could you call everyone into the office for a little introductory meeting?”

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“With these worms wriggling against me, I’ll never be able to concentrate on what you’re saying,” you add.

Roy looks at you suspiciously. “Are you for real?” he inquires. “This feels like an elaborate prank at my expense.”

“No prank,” you assure him. “I just want to make sure I take everything in.” You get to your feet. “May I?”

“Knock yourself out,” says Roy. “I’ve heard about you, of course, but it’s hard to know how much is true and how much is exaggeration...”

You pull your panties down, then straighten up, affording him a good view of your pussy. “Clearly I’m not shy,” you say with a smirk. “Ask me anything, if you’re curious.”

“Of course I’m curious,” admits Roy, pretending not to look at your pussy, but glancing at it every few seconds. “Is it true Dieter ... has sex with you every day in his office.”

You shake your head. “No, that’s not true at all. He only fucks me on weekdays.”

Roy laughs. “And ... you masturbate in the afternoon meetings?”

“I have been known to,” you confess.

“And you sixty-nined with Janine Soames in front of Dieter?”

You raise an eyebrow. “No! That one isn’t true. Jeez – I wonder who started that rumour!”

“Awww,” says Roy. “Pity.”

“Anyway,” you say, sitting back down. “Tell me about this new team of mine.”

“Well, it consists of three loaders, four packers, a desk clerk, and a supervisor – me,” says Roy. The loaders are Scott, Marco, and Moses – they work weekdays, eight through five. The packers are Jamal, Deon, Meaghan, and Sal. Monday through Wednesday, Jamal works the day shift, and Deon works the night shift. Thursday through Saturday, Sal has the day shift and Meaghan has the night shift. Day shift is 6:00am through 6:00pm, night shift is 6:00pm through 6:00am. The packaging line never stops so it has to be manned round the clock. Sundays, they all take a six-hour shift: Jamal, then Deon, then Sal, then Meaghan. Sergei and I work eight to five, Monday through Friday.”

“What if someone’s off sick, or on vacation?” you inquire.

“If a loader is off, I’ll step in and help as needed,” says Roy. “If a packer’s off, I might do their shift, or have one of the loaders cover it. We’re all cross-trained, so we can handle it. Things do get tricky if there are two people off, so we try to avoid that.”

You nod. “Good. Okay.”

“Any other questions?” asks Roy.

“A few,” you reply. “First – why on Earth would you rather have me in this job than take it yourself? You’re obviously far more qualified.”

“I’m close to retirement,” says Roy, “and I don’t want the extra responsibility. I’m not one for hobnobbing with the management – I’m just a warehouseman, and I like what I do.”

“Fair enough,” you say. “But be honest – you must be a little resentful that someone with my lack of experience has become your new boss.”

Roy shrugs. “Not resentful,” he says. “Concerned. I don’t know if you have what it takes. Coming in here in just your panties – and with your whole worm issue going on – you don’t exactly inspire confidence.”

“Understandable,” you acknowledge. “But I’m willing and able to learn; you’ll find me a good student. And you’ll find I have some people skills.”

“I guess we’ll see,” says Roy. “Do you want a tour of the facility now?”

“Actually,” you reply, “could you call everyone into the office for a little introductory meeting?”

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“Sure,” says Roy. He picks up a two-way radio. “Scott, Marco, Moses, Jamal, please come to the office right away, over.” He puts down the radio, then shouts, “Sergei!”

A young man in his early twenties, with sandy hair and a slender physique, enters the room and gapes at you.

“Sergei, this is Penny,” says Roy. “Your new boss.”

“Nice to meet you, Sergei,” you say, extending your hand, which he shakes dumbly.

One by one, the other members of the warehouse team arrive. Scott, you have already met. Marco is tall, tanned, and in very good shape for a man in his early forties. Moses is shorter and stockier, but his biceps are huge; he looks like a weightlifter. Jamal, who reminds you a little of a 30-year-old Will Smith, is the chattiest of the bunch; as soon as he sees you he says, “Whoa, ho-lee shee-it, those are some damn fine titties right there! Are you always gonna be dressed like this, ‘cause damn!”

“Yes, probably,” you reply with a smile. “Thank you all for coming in. I know you’re all probably in the middle of things out there, so I won’t keep you long, but I wanted to introduce myself and let you all know what to expect. As I’m sure you’re all aware, I’ve been moved into this position because of a petition presented to management by some of the employees at Chapel Street. Apparently they didn’t like me being naked, and having sex, in the office.”

“Inconceivable!” remarks Scott wryly.

“I know, right?” you say. “Anyway, when my panties are full of worms, those worms tend to writhe against me and make me super-horny, so I tend to spend a lot of time naked and a lot of time masturbating, just so I can clear my head and get some work done. Is that going to be a problem for you guys?”

There is a chorus of “No”s, but you are a little concerned about the absent team members. “What about the others?” you inquire.

“Deon and Sal will be cool with it,” says Jamal. “Not sure about Meaghan.”

“Are you kidding?” says Marco. “She’ll think it’s fuckin’ hilarious.”

“Good!” you say. “Now, I don’t imagine for a second that you’re going to take me seriously as a manager, and that’s totally understandable ... and you have exactly one week to get over that shit. In that time I’ll be learning – and I learn fast. I won’t be wielding my authority until I have found my feet, but when I do, I will expect your prompt and enthusiastic cooperation. Ogle me all you want – I happen to enjoy that – but listen to my words while you are ogling, be civil, and understand that despite my nudity and horniness, I absolutely take this job seriously. I’m a hundred percent committed to the success of this department, and to the concepts of continuous improvement and personal development. Any questions?”

The assembled men, including Roy, look surprised at this little speech, and nobody says anything for a moment. Then Moses breaks the silence. “Uh, welcome to the team,” he says.

“Thank you very much,” you reply. “Now I’ll let you all get back to work.”

The team disperses, leaving you alone in the office with Roy. You are feeling very aroused, thanks to the squirming of your worms, and you are dying to feel a nice hard cock thrusting inside you. As Roy shows you around the office, you grow hornier and hornier until, in the kitchen, you suddenly say, “Sorry Roy, but would you mind giving me a good fucking? I’m finding it super hard to concentrate.”

Roy stares at you for a moment ... then he quickly nods. You turn your back on him, pull down your panties, and bend over the table. As you feel him slide his cock into your worm-stuffed vagina, you sigh happily. This new job of yours is going to work out just fine...

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