"Raul, have those reports ready for tomorrow. No excuses."
"You can bet on it, Mr. Lobo"
Why don't you stick up your ass, idiot geezer, though Raul to himself. He winced, his own ass felt sore, although he wasn't sure why. He left his work station and walked to the bathroom. If someone paid careful attention, they would've noticed the small protuberance that appeared in the back of his tight office pants with every step he took, or the very slight swaying of his hips, unusual in him for those who knew him well.
Inside one of the bathroom stalls Raul found the first surprise of the day, when he found out the pink lacey panties he was wearing as underwear. What was going on? He always used loose boxers, and wouldn't have worn such underwear even if his girlfriend had begged him to. Besides, he would remember if he had indeed put on something like that this morning, no doubt about it. Dizziness overcame him and he had to hold onto one of the walls to avoid falling.
How? When? Why was it he couldn't remember? And yet... when he saw such dainty, feminine panties clinging to his hips, he couldn't avoid thinking they looked good on him. He couldn't explain it, up until this point in his life he had never felt the slightest attraction to wearing something like this, but now that he was, he sure felt.... cute. He stroked them, they felt soft to the touch... he found himself wishing there had been a full body mirror inside the stall where he would be able to see himself.
He shook his head. Something wasn't right, this was not like him. He would throw them away right there right now, the idea that someone on the office could find out about them was simply unthinkable, there was nothing else to do but get rid of them even if it meant spending the rest of the day sans underwear.
As he brusquely leaned forward to lower them he once again felt a twinge of pain in his ass. His hand touched his backside and found to his horror the second surprise of the day.
"What the fuck...?"
Something plastic was sticking out of his ass. The outline was round, and it appeared to be the base to a thinner trunk that went inside his anus. It wasn't hard to imagine that inside him the rest of the object was thicker, making it a lot harder for him to move it past his tight and sore hole.
And sore it was. How could he have not noticed something like this?? It was simply impossible to ignore a butt plug in one's ass, god damn, what the fuck had something like that doing in his asshole, in his FUCKING ASSHOLE!!
Panic was starting to overcome him. With his right hand he grabbed the base of the invading object and pulled forcefully, but this only caused more pain for him. His asshole had never been touched, not a single soul on earth had ever dared to put a finger close to it (and no-one ever would!) and now this object, which had somehow found itself in him, was unable to come out. Simply put, his hole was too tight.
He took to his task for the next couple of minutes, but stopped dead when he heard the door of the bathroom open. In absolute stillness he held his position, bent forward with both hands on the object invading his ass; the steps came closer until he was able to see black shiny shoes under the stalls, stopping on the neighbor urinals. Ziiip.
Raul held his breath and shut his eyes tightly while the sounds of a stream of liquid hitting water filled the bathroom. He felt as if any sound he made would alert his neighbor of the situation he was currently in; he knew the idea was ridiculous, it's not like he would be able to see him through the walls, but that's how he felt anyway. Get out of here, get out of here...
