Tuesday April 09, 2024

“Oh my gawd, like, I’m gaming! giggle” Ditzy cried out as she grabbed the controls and flailed them around for a bit.

The men in the booth watched the straps of her dress fall lower and lower as the poor thing fought to keep her tits covered.

“As you can see, our latest technology has a very high level of… immersion.” the salesman said to one of the prospective clients.

Ditzy played a few more moment and then grew tired of it, pouting for a moment before standing up on her tower heels and walking over to the men.

“giggle Like, ask me my title! Ask me my title! giggle” Ditzy cried out to one of them men staring at her tits.

The salesman nodded when the man she was talking to looked dumbfounded at him.

“Uh, ok, what’s your title?”

“Like, CEO duh! Cum Everywhere Onme! giggle” she replied and gave her tits a real good shake. She then bounced over to one of the other men and flashed her tits at him before giggling and moving on to another man.

“Bes fucking booth in the place…” she heard someone say and couldn’t agree more.

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Deandrea put her hands in her head as she leaned over her desk, “What are we going to do? The show is in three months and we still don’t have the demo working!”

As CEO of the indie game company she’d staked everything on the upcoming show, put the last of marketing budge into buying a booth, and had already given interviews promising the world.

“It’s just not going to get done in time… we could fake it.” Jeff suggested tentatively.

She popped her head up and frowned angrily at him, “No! I’m nothing fake at the booth, period!” she shot back.

Jeff sighed and then walked around her desk, “Well, I do have one other idea… something I’ve been working on in my spare time that I think might go over well at the conference.”

Deandrea raised an eyebrow and pushed herself back from her desk a little to let Jeff work at her computer. He connected to a server she wasn’t familiar with and then started a program before stepping back and letting her get a closer look.

“What is this and why haven’t I heard of it before?” she demanded to know.

“Well, as I said, it’s not an official project so…” he just trailed off as the screen flashed blank for a moment and then a swirling pattern and white noise started to come from the screen.

Her eyes went wide and she gasped, “What… oh…. ahhhhh…”

Her body went limp as she slumped back into her chair, not hearing Jeff leave her office, or anything but the sounds coming from her computer.

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“How did it go?” Kevin asked as Jeff closed Deandrea’s office door behind him.

“So far so good, she’s under, should be a few hours before the programming really takes hold though, so no one disturb her.” Jeff replied looking around at the entire company, all five of them, that were huddled outside of Deandrea’s office.

“Do you think there’s enough time before the conference?” Allen asked.

Jeff nodded, “I think so, Rachael has already scheduled the doctors appointments and cleared her schedule, she should be good to focus on the changes over the next few months. That should be enough time to get her healed up and ready for the show.”

The rest of the staff nodded and they split up without a word, going back to their desks to continue working on the game that none of them expected to ever be complete now.

Jeff turned back to the door and concentrated for a moment, then he heard a soft moan coming from behind it and he knew there was nothing to worry about.

He’d hated to have to do it, but Deandrea had committed them to a timeline that was impossible and hadn’t even asked them for their opinions.

He and the others had put far too much effort into the company to let Deandrea destroy it, so they’d all agreed something had to be done. It only took a little convincing by him on what that should be.

Deandrea had always been a hard nosed, slave driving, micromanager, so the idea of killing two birds with one stone had appealed to everyone.

He headed back to his desk and started to work on the next version of his software, the current one being not very user friendly, he had some ideas on how to improve it, and now that Deandrea wasn’t constantly on his back, he had the time to fix it up.