Paying In Full

 

artwork - Kdama

Leo shuffled through the sliding doors at the IPC Collections Office, avoiding eye contact with anyone he could. He felt defeated, embarrassed at the state of his life. After such smooth sailing in his pre-college years and how he had entered college with plenty of bravado and confident assurance given to his parents that he’d make it on his own, he was now poor and drowning in debt like many students in today’s world of rising costs. Now he was being forced to face the truth, that he had fucked up.

“Five missed payments on your loans Mr. Gregor. And you failed to respond to several of our notices.” The well-dressed lady at the check-in counter commented, scanning a few files she had brought up on her computer. “You know if you had only communicated with us sooner we could have--”

“Can’t I just sign whatever forms you need from me. I’ll be sure to remember to pay going forward.”

The woman leaned over to look Leo straight in the eyes.

“That’s not how this works Mr. Gregor. You’ve defaulted on your loans. And if you read our agreement you’d know that this sub-clause clearly states that you must work for to pay it off under our supervision.”

Leo sighed, burying his face in one of his hands.

“Okay then. How would that work?”

The Lady glanced at her screen a few moments and silently mused. Then a sly smirk crossed her face.

“You know Mr. Gregor. There is a program we have begun recently to help people in your situation. Now, this isn’t just for anyone mind you. We want dedicated workers for this repayment course.”

”Repayment course?”

Leo was confused about what that could even entail. He’d never heard of such a thing in regards to loan payment. Was it to teach him some sort of specific means to pay off his debt?

The lady pushed some paperwork towards the man.

“If you agree to the terms of this course we will slash your debt in half. In return you will enter this course and be brought on as an official member of our staff for certain… burgeoning ventures within our company. Once you’ve fulfilled your payments, you will even be offered a full-time job within that current position should you agree. Which, if I’m being honest most do. It is an offer we only give to those struggling for work and who have accumulated the most debt. Now if you wish to look over the form and give it some thought…”

“I’ll do it!”

The lady jumped from Leo’s sudden, elated shout. It seemed an easy out, and he wasn’t going to pass it up. He snatched up the forms and signed them quickly, reading only the print that stated “signature here”. He was then congratulated and given a date for his orientation.

Just a week from now he’d on the path to debt free.

***

A week flew by and Leo found himself walking down a long, seemingly endless hall towards an orientation hall. The location he been sent to was one of the many headquarters of the IPC, the International Peace Corporation. He’d heard of them before, though who hadn’t? They were a famous, worldwide mega corporation that had their hands in the economic punch bowl of many a country. Beyond regulatory guidance and assistance, they were probably best known for their monetary outreach in troubled regions, as well as humanitarian aid. They even offered military assistance in some situations. Truly a jack of all trades. Given their reputation, he figured he must have signed up for some sort of charity work.

As he continued his walk through the hallway that never ended, he took notice of the various posters on the walls. While further back he saw nothing but the typical corporate display of motivational posters and company slogans accompanied by inspirational imagery, now he was seeing fantastical images of giant spacecrafts and artistic depictions of a future to be amongst the stars, working within sci-fi megacities, space stations and more. He had heard mention of the IPC wanting to blaze out into space, but this all looked like celebrating before the journey. Though, he figured if anyone was going to reach the out reaches of space first It’d be a mega corp.

“Ah, finally arrived.”

Relief hit him at last, as he reached the large doors to the orientation hall. It had been a longer walk than expected. Hell, he could have sworn he had walked longer than was reasonably possible given the size of the building he saw outside.

Leo put any disparate thoughts out of mind and quickly found himself a seat within a front row of theater style seats next to several other people. It wasn’t a big room, only 5 rows of chairs, but it was packed. Guess he wasn’t the only one desperate for an easy path out of debt. It was something the whole world was dealing with nowadays.

After a few minutes of being seated, the big double doors to the room closed, the lights dimmed slightly, and a spotlight shined upon a stage in front of the seating. Then from a back door entered the most beautiful woman Leo had ever laid eyes on.

“Why hello everyone. Glad to see so many here to pick up the tab. I am Jelena, your counselor for this evening.”

Leo and several others let out surprised murmurs, not sure what to make of the gorgeous woman they saw. She was young, with blue eyes and short, silver-white hair dyed red underneath. Her voice leaked a playful sensuality, yet remained firmly business minded in its delivery. There was no doubt in her demeanor, and how she walked confidently onto the stage with a smile, that she not only took her job seriously, but enjoyed it. But it all seemed strangely at odds with her outfit, which was anything but business minded.

She was wearing a white, red, and black (the trademark colors of the IPC) sleeveless bodysuit buttoned at her chest, with a black choker and belt also adorning her alongside various gold embellishments. A narrow red cape with gold detailing fluttered from her left shoulder, reaching down past her knees. A badge with the number 1 rested on her left breast, with white and blue fabric hanging from it.

The shorts of her bodysuit were also a mix of white, red, and black, with an opening on her right thigh held together by a red ribbon. Her sleeves were unattached, starting just above the elbows, the left side a full gloves with a red cuff, gold braided cord, and blue and white prismatic bracelet, while the right was an open sleeve with a blue, red, white, and gold cuff, white sleeve underneath, and a black glove. She also wore a red thigh garter on her right thigh with a golden rope chain, and black heeled boots.

Leo would’ve typically called such an outfit an eyesore, but she undeniably rocked it. For the position she held though, he wondered why exactly she seemed dressed to entice. His member downstairs was admittedly starting to squirm, and noticed many others in the seats nearby were awkwardly stirring in response too. Well, he’d try his best to listen regardless.

The woman laughed.

“I see you’ve noticed the getup. Don’t worry, it is mostly for show to keep your attention. But I will say it also aligns with the IPC’s vision of the future, of the liberating feeling of trailbazing through space towards other worlds and horizons. For the more sharp amongst you, I imagine you’ve made the connection on the way here, passing all those posters, that what the IPC is going to call upon you to do involves our expansion towards the stars~.”

It was a lot to immediately take in for Leo, her speech moving quick and crisp, her gesturing lively and mannerism captivating. Though she was leaving not much to the details thus far. He had so many questions already racing through his mind, and hoped he’d receive answers to them soon. What possible use could the IPC find in him in regards to space?

“Now I’ve looked over the files of everyone here, so I think it best we skip the formalities, right? I intend to have a one on one with each of you to discuss the roles you’ve signed up for prior, and how you will be helping in our noble venture here at the IPC. All I will say for now to you all is thank you.”

Jelena clapped her hands together, catching the firm attention of everyone for what said next.

The IPC believes it can play a critical role in the universe… but we cannot reach the height we wish to reach without dedicated helpers such as you. I realize many of you are likely here only to pay off some debt, but know that I am beyond appreciative towards you all for deciding to do so through our offer. I will make sure your time as a part of the IPC does not go to waste.”

She turned to pick up some forms off a table briefly, then gave a sultry turn back towards her crowd.

“Who knows, you may end up joining the family permanently~.”

Leo’s heart skipped a beat at the line. The smile she gave while saying it, and the tone of her voice… It came across like a self-indulgent threat.

“Alright, I’ll call each of you up one at a time for your interview and assignment. There are drinks and refreshments on the table in the meantime for those who wait. For now, I will start with Ashley Parkins. Please come into the next room with me.”

A woman two seats down from Leo stood up and followed the counselor into a room behind the stage. From there several other people got up to stretch and converse, some going to partake in the snacks and drinks. It was a rather casual atmosphere, but Leo still felt off. He remained in his seat, stewing, over what he wasn’t quite sure.

After about 5 minutes He heard what sounded like a scream, followed by some muffled pounding. He glanced around, trying to make out where it was coming from and whether anyone else had reacted to it. No one was acting out of the ordinary and were too busy mingling away from their seats. He wondered if he had imagined—

“Noo! Please!”

Okay, he definitely heard that. It was coming from the direction of the door Jelena and the woman had walked through. A few moments later, he could barely make out what he thought were moans coming from within the same room. As quickly as they came though, they went silent, and he heard nothing else for another 5 minutes. Suddenly, the door opened, and out walked Jelena.

“Alright! Next up… Kevin O’Brien.”

A man nearby stood to his feet and quickly made his way over. Leo wondered where the woman before had gone, but he figured there must be some next step to the orientation through some other doors beyond. Still, he couldn’t shake off free of his annoyance over whatever those strange noises were. He watched Jelena intently as she began to walk away, noticing something odd about the badge on her chest. It read number 2, but he swore it said number 1 before. Curious.

He waited another 10 minutes or more, this time not hearing anything aside from what seemed like a loud yelp at one point. If anything else was happening inside the room, he couldn’t hear it. Like before, Jelena emerged from the room to call in another. The process repeated, no noises this time. She exited, called another, rinse and repeat several more times. Around the 5th person he heard some strange noises again, but other than that, nothing else for the next 3 people up. And then…

“Leo Gregor. Your turn.”

Jelena turned to him with that same off-putting grin as earlier. Despite a few nerves he stood up, ready to get things over with and go home. As he made his way alongside her into the room, he took notice of her badge again. This time it read 8. His fixation on the rising number unnerved him a tad, and he made the obvious connection to the number of people she had visited with.

It was probably nothing, maybe just a counter if anything?

The door slammed behind him, yanking him out of his train of thought.

“Got a lot on your mind Mr. Gregor? Heh, don’t worry. This’ll be quicker than you think.”

Leo regained his composure some, itching the back of his head while trying to relax.

“That’s a relief to hear. It’s been a long day and I’m anxious to get home.”

“I bet you are.” Jelena cheerfully replied as she pulled a bracelet out of a nearby box, one that looked like the one she wore. “Here. Wear this.”

She tossed it his way and he awkwardly caught it. Scanning it over a bit confused, he eventually put it on his left wrist.

“So what is this for?” Leo asked.

Jelena fiddled with her own bracelet, making a few sipes and presses on the small screen illuminated on it.

“It is the start of your orientation.”

With a wide smile she delivered a final, enthusiastic press on the mini screen. Then she backed up and sat cross-legged on a nearby chair with a look of self satisfaction.

Leo was puzzled, but before he could ask anything of her, he felt a prick come from the bracelet he was wearing. He jolted and looked down at it, seeing a needle extended from the underside directly into the skin of his wrist. It was translucent and pumping a red liquid into the veins there.

“Huh!? What the hell is this?” What did you do?!”

Leo shouted at Jelena, who was unrattled by his outburst, even as he began to approach her, arms set out to grab hold of her. Next thing he knew, he was out cold. But what felt like an instant for him, he was awake once more, this time collapsed on the floor with a weird tug at his waist. He glanced forward while slowly rising to see Jelena finished pulling off his jeans.

“What are you doing!?” Leo shouted, scooting away as he kicked at her.

“Apologies. I figured it would be easier to deal with what came next without the pants. You’ll thank me later ~.”

“You think I’ll thank you! For what? You clearly just drugged me, or something!”

Leo rose to his feet furious and continued to shout.

“Tell me what you did this instan—haah!”

The man felt a sudden thud throughout his whole body. Then came another, and another. The speed of their arrival eventually synced with the beating of his racing heart. It was causing his whole body to throb. He backed into a chair and sat down, gripping at his chest while gritting his teeth.

Jelena gave a brief chuckle, then said, “You’ve worked up quite a debt Mr. Gregor. But I can assure you, debt will be but a far off concern for you. I doubt you read our pamphlets, about our mission plan into space. Let’s just say, you should consider yourself honored to be a part of something so forward thinking and essential towards humanity’s expansion.”

“What are you talking about? Guhn, aaaAAHHN!”

Leo bucked in his chair, feeling the flesh above and below his skin flex and shift all at once. It was like every muscle and fiber within him was moving independently, confused over where it should lay or what form it should take. It made it impossible for him to move of his own accord. All he could do was stare down at his body in awe and notice the skin of his legs sticking out from his shorts roiling unnaturally across their surface.

“Protection Leo! The IPC aims to protect the interests of the vast majority of people, not just on Earth, but throughout the galaxy. We’ve already made contact with several other planets by this point, and wish to secure our place within the global economy. Money and vast resources should be a means to an end, a means towards everyone achieving happiness no? That is what you’ll be a part of.”

“N-Noo. No that’s… ghn! That’s fucking crazy!”

Leo couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Coupled with the bizarre ordeal befalling his body, he felt like his world and sense of self was rapidly unraveling. He couldn’t describe it as anything other than feeling like he didn’t fit into his own skin, that his mind felt at odds with the world it already knew. A greater truth was clawing at the back of his mind, understanding what the woman was talking about. But how could that be!?

His eyes went wide, the pressure within him building, his body becoming heated. He could feel his flesh moving in tandem with his breathing, each exhale making him feel lighter. He could see his legs shriveling in mass, bones creaking beneath them. He could feel it in his trembling arms as well. Mustering up his strength, he managed to lift his shirt and peer below. There he saw his portly tummy sucking in, over and over as if it were being punched. Each time it lost mass and began to flatten.

The heat in his body soon turned into a burning, tingly sensation. Though it was more pleasant than painful. It caused him to sweat profusely, and while he did, the hairs on his body slid down with the many beads of liquid, leaving a smoother, soft complexion behind.

“Please! Nooo! Make it staaahaah! Oh fuuuck!”

He was met with a seismic shift in the situation as the heat inside him plateaued. As impossible as it seemed, as irrational is it seemed, he felt really fucking good. The process befalling his body was horrific, yet his body was enjoying it. Between his pulsating, slimming thighs, his dick rose within his boxers.

Leo slouched in his chair, eyes darting around for any avenue of escape. But he couldn’t rise from his seat. He was trapped here, within the uncomfortable prison of his aroused body, a body that looked smaller within a now baggier shirt. He caved into pleading at Jelena, the woman deriving a sick enjoyment from his ordeal.

Jelena rose from her seat and struck a confident pose. She eyed the man as if he were an amusing pet doing something adorable before her eyes.

“Don’t worry, I know it seems like a lot to take in now. I’m sure all you can think about is going home right?”

Leo, with tears welling in his eyes, weakly nodded.

“Mhm. I was in your place only a few moments ago, so believe me when I say I understand. However, I also know what is to come.”

The man’s face looked perplexed. Did she say she too had gone through what he had?

“Hmm.. How does that song go again?” Jelena commented, bringing a hand to her chin. "The place you can't go back to is called home. That might sound dramatic, but it does sum up both of our situations! Though, frankly, I don't want to go home now. And soon enough, you won’t either. You’ll be too busy daydreaming of big fat investment accounts accruing interest!”

“Guh, ooooh! Oooooh gaaawd!”

That last point from Jelena sent a tremor through Leo’s brain. With it came a rush of excitement and clenching in his balls. Before he knew it, his dick was happily cumming over thoughts of statistics and strategic investments, math formulating within his head with insane speed like a human calculator. He’d always sucked at math though, and never showed an interest in stocks or statistics, so exactly where was this coming from?

Jelena happily strutted closer to him.

“Yeah, exciting isn’t it? Just keep riding that wave and all will be made clear.”

“No, nooo! I don’t want this, ghn! I don’t, hoooh! Oh fuck what is cuuh! Caaaah!”

Leo felt all the shifting and rolling of his flesh cease within his now smaller, thin body. But there was no reprieve, as what followed was a vice-like pressure on his sides, stomach and elsewhere—his ribcage and shoulder blades vibrating all the while.

With a cheeky grin, the ever amused Jelena whispered, “Looks like the market is about to fluctuate~.”

“N-Nooo! Make it STOHAAAAHHP!!”

A loud series of snaps and crunches rang out within the room, rising alongside Leo’s shrill, confused cries. His insides winced as his sides scrunched inward and his tummy flattened further into a tight, fit expanse. Any extra mass pushed aside dumped into his ass and thighs. However, those areas of his body were far from content. His bottom and legs continued to flex, as another scrunch brought even deeper slopes to his waist, along with a noticeable dip in his lower spine.

Jelena circled to the back of her writhing victim, smiling at the sight of his trembling ass growing within his shorts. The legs of them pulled higher and tighter on his figure the more space was chewed away by his swelling form. She gave an amused pinch to one of his jiggling butt cheeks.

“Hm… my asset valuation? Not bad, but could use a bit more in the rear.”

Leo cried in confused bliss at the comment, feeling his ass kick like an airbag, rattling his hips with such force that they began to creak. His now massive bottom was giving him a wedgie, holding his shorts so tight that his profusely cumming cock felt strangled by them.

Jelena giggled, “Looks like it’s a bull market.”

Another twinge hit Leo’s brain and dick, as his hips gave a loud crack, shooting wider and creating new space within his shorts for his still burgeoning ass and thighs to fill. Every time Jelena spoke seemed to bring about another stage in his body’s transformation. The terminology and flavor of her phrases began to resonate within his wrung subconscious. He couldn’t understand why he was growing more privy to her words, nor why he was feeling pride over the pleasure coursing through him. He shouldn’t be enjoying this so much!

The changes thankfully began to settle in his lower extremities and his forced series of orgasms had ceased, finally giving him reprieve. As he looked down upon himself, it wasn’t lost on him that his figure resembled Jelena’s in almost every way. His butt was the same size, full of heft and copious amounts of firm, fatty flesh. His thighs were incredibly showy, eating away at all the space his shorts could provide them. They were massive pillars of feminine meat, giving way to the more slender, gentle hills of his calves and lower legs. It was a figure to gush over, but not one he wanted to see on himself.

“So, how are you feeling?” Jelena asked, coming across as confident in knowing what was running through Leo’s head. “Pretty good perks right? And all that education for the job building within your head has to feel exciting right. I’m sure you are piecing it together with all that building intellect, no? The grand vision you are becoming a part of.”

Leo felt his head throb, his dick beginning to leak once more.

“I-I don’t… Please stop. I can feel… my head splitting, my t-thoughts are…”

Leo wanted to rise out of the seat and escape, yet another side of him felt compelled to anxiously await for whatever was next. No, the more he stewed he knew what was coming next. Flashes of thought relating to the IPC’s grand mission he was to be working for hit his brain like strikes of lightning. Expanding into space, making investment dealings with alien societies, being a face of good and economic expansion for the IPC. It was all so unbelievable, but he knew it was true. This knowledge being poured into him was all true, and it was overwhelming any rational thought coming from Leo.

“I-I’m not… you!” Leo protested, his eyes dilating.

Jelena gently slipped his shorts and boxers off as he stared off into space, his mind processing and struggling to factor in where it fit

“Oh, but you are. And your body knows it~.”

An internal voice that was not Leo’s, but a mirror to Jelena’s, began to be heard amongst the jumbled sounds of his own inner voice. Her tones resonated with the heat beneath his balls, chis dick springing fully to life yet once more. There was much for her to do, and his body wasn’t yet suited for her line of work.

Leo’s heart began to beat so fast it might shoot out of his chest, as anguished cries of bliss broke free from his lips. His body’s heat was out of control, his dick cumming out of control, his mind racing out of control. Everything was out of control!

“N-NOOOO! I have to, guhn! Have to g-get a—AAAAHN! A HOOOH! Hold of myself! I… I need to add to my portfliooOOOOOH GAAAAWD~!”

Leo delivered the last line with a sense of pride and fun not unlike Jelena when she publicly spoke, his voice even hitching up a tad closer to her tone. He knew exactly what to expect with such a cheeky comment as well, his chest softening and swelling with an expansion of new assets. While what he was packing in the lower body was certainly his main line of attack when capturing the attention of any potential clientele, it wouldn’t hurt to accrue more in the other department. Diversifying was important after all.

Soon enough, Leo was sporting a wide grin, but showing fear in his eyes.

“Th-That’s it! HYAAAH! Dohooohn’t forget, the i-interest, tck! Nooooh! I’m, FUUUUCK! F-FUCKING LOSING MY MIIIIND!”

He was sounding like Jelena now, both in his comments and softening vocal tones. His own words were now beckoning his chest to grow. Bigger and softer his pectorals became, shifting into the shapes of supple orbs with erect, pointed nipples. His oversized shirt began to lift with each buck of them. Of course, Leo wanted to see them, but was too wracked by the pleasure to even control his body.

Jelena noticed the look of want on his face and went to help him, pulling off his shirt for him.

“Th-Thank you!” Leo quickly replied, before wincing in shock at his own statement. “No that’s not what I—FUHUUUUCK! Why is it so h-haaAAARD TO—! T-TOOO…!”

Leo felt a sudden pull beneath his cock, followed by an intense pressure building out from a small point under his balls. It brought with it another level to the pleasure coursing through him, his head whipping back in awe at the sheer intensity of it as the head of his cock grew unbelievably sensitive.

He gyrated in place within his chair, his breasts shaking with his motions as they finished filling out. All the while, his hair had begun to lengthen down to his shoulders, and his locks turned a shiny silver-white. Cum fired like a hose out Leo’s cock all the while, and both his balls felt as if they were twisting from the outside inward, forcing any of his fading masculinity they could out his cock.

Suddenly, another harsh tug came to his dick. It felt like it was being dragged towards the intense heat beneath his balls. In his heart he knew what was happening, the knowledge of a woman inside his head that knew this feeling all too well relaying all she knew to him. This heat, this emptiness, this desire to be filled… A womb was forming within him, and along with it a pussy.

“NOOOOOOOH GOD!! IT’S SUCKING IN! I DON’T—D-DOOH YEAH! TH-THAT’S IT!”

Leo’s mind was spring boarding back and forth between the devouring persona of Jelena and her mission, her life as a manager of the IPC, and his own panicked, pleasure induced fear. And as much as his mind was in a back and forth, his face was as well, feminine features shifting into place and erasing his masculine ones, bubbling to the surface alongside a softer complexion. The inescapable part of it all was that no matter which way his mind leaned, no matter the expression written across his face, he felt good. It all felt so fucking good!

Jelena looked pleased at the results, watching Leo’s dick messily cum again and again as it shrank, beckoned in by the hollowing force of his emerging womanhood. She could see his balls flattening, and a pulsation in the flesh stretched taut. He was close to breaking.

Suddenly an excited whine filled the air, catching the attention of Leo. It was the familiar, adorable cry of an interdimensional. Or well, it was familiar to the thoughts in his head anyways.

“Nuh, NUMBY!?” Leo shouted.

Leo’s head turned in the direction of the cute sound to see an adorable alien pet, Jelena’s pet. No… his pet. The round, sleek, piggish looking Numby.

“It is you!” Leo excitedly yelled, before recoiling, shaking his head back and forth in rejection of the familiarity he was feeling with the creature. The more he tried to push aside any forming recollections not his own however, the more his cock spilled, his cum looking more akin to water spraying out a scattershot hose.

The observing Jelena hopped out of the way of the critter sprinting towards him. It began to wiggle happily beneath him, sniffing the air as if it could sense its master somewhere close.

“Awww, you came to see your friend, didn’t you little one? Don’t worry, she is almost finished.”

She gave a chummy tap to Leo’s shoulder and said, “Don’t keep your friend waiting now.~”

The cute critter’s body wriggled in astonishment as it sniffed closer to Leo’s nether regions. Suddenly, and to Jelena’s surprise, it positioned itself between the man’s legs. Numby then forced its stubby snout against Leo’s crotch, right into the tight expanse of skin where his balls once were.

“Uh, oh my!” Jelena said, shocked at the sudden action taken by the creature.

The fading Leo kicked and screamed, his dick shriveling fast as his face winced in pleasure, Jelena’s features gradually taking over bit by bit. His hands rested on Numby’s hard-shelled dome atop its body. At first he tried to grab hold of any part of the creature he could to throw it off of him, but eventually he turned to stroking its form as if to encourage it.

“N-No! Numby NOOH! OOOH YES! YESSS! NUMBY STAAAAHP! DON’T STAAAAH~!!”

The voice now spilling forth was Jelena’s, from a face that was also hers, happy and full of joy over the unbelievable pleasure she was drowning in. The remnants of Leo’s limpening, shrinking cock doused the top of Numby’s dome with clear fluids as the balls nestled deeper inside her. Soon after, each testicle jostled into new positions to take on the form of ovaries.

“Oh yeah! Keep going! Keep gooOOOH! OH YEAH! This is so fuhUUUCKED! But I can’t—GAAHN! R-Resist this… INVESTMENT! AAAAHN~!”

POP! SQUELCH! It was done. The flesh between Leo’s legs tore open and Numby dug its snout right into her wet lower lips. Her pussy happily took the thick appendage, while devouring the remnant’s of her old one that still remained. All that was left of her former cock was a small nub of the head nestled as a new clitoris within her folds. Her body was finally in place, the possibilities of what her new role as Jelena entailed spread as wide through her mind as her slit was.

The other Jelena watching the scene gave a slight worrisome look. She too had experienced great pleasure when she was changed, but she could at least say she wasn’t begging for it at the snout of her pet. Things had gotten a bit out of hand.

“Easy Numby, easy. Heh, you’re gonna break her at this rate.”

The Jelena in the chair screamed out in defiance of her clone.

“NO NUMBY! HARDER! SMASH ME HARDER! GAAAAH~! PUSH ME OVER THE FINISH LINE!”

A bead of sweat ran down the watching Jelena’s cheek and she backed up a bit, unsure of how violent the end to things might get. She was already dodging a few squirts jettisoning from her twin. Numby was all too excited to keep pleasing its master. It couldn’t help but feel if it kept going, that a major reward would be in order.

“GOOD NUMBY! YOU’RE ALMOOOST—GUHN! THERE! TH-THERE! RIGHT THERE! RIGHT THAAAH! LIQUIDATE MEEEE~!!”

The new Jelena was finally at the peak of ecstasy. However, just like rising stocks, she knew there would be fluctuations. Her body couldn’t ride this wave forever, and she felt the end coming fast.

“YES NUMBY! YESSS! KEEP IT CUHUMIIINGH! GUUUUGHH~!”

She let loose a guttural, unappealing, orgasmic cry, her pet burying its snout as deep as it could manage as she patted its head with trembling hands. Her entire body shook in the afterglow, her eyes nearly rolled back into her head. The watching Jelena could only gawk at the massive puddle of fluids resting at the feet of the scene. She walked away from the two, deciding to gather the clothes her co-worker would need and to let her enjoy the reward of her employment.

The newest Jelena slowly gathered herself while Numby rubbed affectionately against her legs. Once she was seated upright in her chair, the creature then leaped into her arms. She happily caught him and rubbed faces with him. She could only laugh at the mess she left on him and gave a thumbs up.

“Good job Numby. Project wrapped!”

An outfit dropped itself onto a table next to Jelena and she stared up to see her twin, hand on her hips and carrying the form of the next person in line for employment.

“Time for overtime agent Topaz.”

The freshly made Jelena, codename Topaz, smiled and rose to her feet, quickly dressing herself as her twin walked out the back of the room. After fashioning her badge that read 9 onto her outfit, she gestured to Numby to clean up the mess they made. The critter quickly opened a portal beneath the spill and transported it away, dipping out of the room along with it, leaving Topaz alone to take on her first duty with the IPC.

She gave herself a moment to daydream about the future, a life full of adventure and helping the universe invest in a better tomorrow. All under the wonderful banner of the IPC. Honestly, she was blessed to have amounted all that debt and be given a chance like this. There was no way she was gonna leave this opportunity behind. Her new life began now.

Swinging open the door to the room where she once waited, she called out the name of the next happy worker-to-be.