Anti-distraction policy (Tg) Mini-cap Draft (Patreon)

“Oh no. Did they grow again?” Paula muttered to herself as she looked down on the two massive orbs she was carrying on her chest. The sheer size, weight and amount of jiggling they provide should have been exclusive to fiction, yet here she sat, resting her chest on the table.

“Geez… it's a wonder that the table hasn’t collapsed at this point…” She shook her head and pulled out her phone from her pocket. “Seriously I can’t even see the keyboard at this point. It won't be long until I can’t even see… my phone… I did it again, didn’t I?”

As if to answer her question, the fabric around her chest started feeling tighter. Paula could only watch in horror, but mostly feeling disappointment in herself as her breasts started to inflate like water balloons again, becoming bigger and bigger until they gently pressed the screen of her phone in the position that she was holding, covering it completely.

Paula's gaze didn’t move the entire time, but where she could previously see her phone just barely over her chest, the cleavage of her now even bigger breasts was currently the only thing she could see dominating her view when looking even slightly downwards.

“It was a good thing this weird company at least provided custom business suits that grow with me when I mess up or otherwise I would have ruined at least 10 suits already… Back to work…” She sighed, her mood and frame dragged down even further by the expanded weight on her chest.. and back.

What didn’t alter though was her bra, which was now digging into her pliable flesh. It was fortunate that she was working so hard, having to buy custom bras that fit her was an unforeseen workplace expense. “I wonder if they are tax deductible?” She pondered to herself, further lowering her mood.

There was a time where the weight on Paula's chest was much more manageable. In fact, there was a time where she didn’t have breasts at all, because she was a man named Paul instead. Yeah, a lot has happened since then… or rather, one thing has happened that led to a lot of changes.

On the day where they received a new boss, there was an announcement in Paula’s workplace and with it a new workplace initiative. “Studies show that women are more productive than men. If you have trouble at work, we will help you get more productive.”

Turns out, that was not just random trivia, but a threat that they are willing to turn every employee into a woman if they don't focus on productivity at work. And it didn’t even stop if they messed up once, for every time one messes up as a woman they will be made “more womanly”, which just means that their breast size, butt size and hair length increases.

Which then brings us back to Paula, who at this point holds the record of largest assets in the entire building by now, trumping even all coworkers that were originally female.

There was no denying that Paula hated this new ‘initiative’. Each one of her melons was about twice the size of her head, her ass spilled over on both sides of her chair no matter how she sat down and her hair could almost reach down to her plump ass if she leaned her head back. Her proportions were truly something to behold.

Yet, despite all that, Paula did see one positive thing coming from both her boss’ plan and her predicament. Because she was constantly scared of any and all distractions, she actually learned to focus on her tasks at hand and work much more efficiently than she ever did before. Which also, much to her own dismay, proved that the methods of her new boss were indeed working and the latest workplace policy likely wouldn’t be canceled anytime soon

brrzzz

“Oh? Who would…?” Paula pulled out her phone, immediately recognized her mistake and wanted to bang her head against the desk. But her soft, pillowy and inflating breast gently caught her head on the way down.

The only distractions she faced now were due to her inflating body and her bra now aggravatingly pushing into her. But.. A cup size more or less now doesn’t really make too much of a difference anymore, right…?

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Oh by the way, I heard that the work/school you go to also plans to implement this new system. I hope you weren't slacking off to much~

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