I was walking back to my cubicle when Carol Hurst, a lovely brunette from marketing commented on how she loved my hair and how it fitted me better tha...n my previous hairstyle. I replied with a confused 'thank you'.When did I change my hairstyle?The morning went by smoothly, I guessed Mr Stuart had too many things on his mind this morning that scolding me for coming in late was simply not something he decided on doing.At eleven, a message popped up on my screen, "wana hav lunch together? sue"I. A group of guys are playing pool, I have not seen them before in here, they are all laughing and joking, they look pretty fit, with nice tans and enough muscle to show that they are not couch potatoes. I stroll over and start to watch them play two of them are pretty good the others just playing for fun, they make eye contact with me, smiling at me then one another. “Can we get you a drink” one of them asks. “Another of these as it’s my birthday” would be great I reply. “Caesar knows what. I assumed my hormonal imbalance in the first place had something to dowith these quick changes, and may have made me already primed to drinkin the female hormones without issue.Either way, Alina loved it, Alex on the other hand, was still inprotest. But I was able to keep convincing myself, after each pill, thatthe effects were reversible once I stopped taking them, and after thisgame got boring.At the same time, even though I didn't think it was possible, my ass hadstarted to fill out even. One of my hands was feeling her hip and the other on her neck. The conversation went like this.Me: How are you feeling now? (In a soft and sexy tone)She: Better.Me: Really??She: Hmmmmmmm (in a sexy tone)Me: Can I do something to make you feel even better?She: Yesssssssssssssss (in the sexiest possible way)I was observing her eyes and lips while the entire conversation is going on and our lips still just a few inches away.Me: What can I do for you?She: Anything.Our lips met for a fraction of a.