20 - Yet another office Christmas party (Monthly tale - 20) X

(Woman into male moose)*

The Miss Alba Chavez’ office door still had a name plate with D. Donovan’s name on it, it hadn’t been closed for even five minutes straight during the whole morning and Lucille was already opening it once again.

She was carrying a large cardboard box which had a few Christmas lights and decorations that were stored in its interior overhanging it’s lid

with quite some difficulty the chubby blonde woman walked all the way up to the big desk and left it on there, close to the other five boxes.

“I think this is the last one, boss.” she said, wiping the sweat from her forehead. “That Dylan jerk was totally looking at my butt again.”

From behind the big desk Miss Chavez rubbed the bridge of her nose.

“Again?”

“Again.” confirmed Lucille with a nod.

“Goddam that bastard...”

Miss Chavez was a kinda short Latin woman, with wide shoulders, bust and hips, she was wearing brownish striped business suit: Jacket, skirt and matching pantyhose.

She had her long dark hair completely tied in a tight ponytail that left her forehead clear to showcase her very defined eyebrows.

Her lips were quite expressive, but since the previous boss, Donna Donovan, disappeared leaving hardly any human trace and she had got the chair their only expression had been annoyed disappointment, she had always wanted the position, to take over from the loving old hag, but now she had the throne it all felt just too tiresome.

Lucille frowned.

“You don’t look too happy, chief.”

“Geez... I’m never gonna get used to being called that.”

“Are you sure the party thing is a good idea?”

“I am, we all need some Christmas spirit, just make sure that everybody collaborates with the decorations and that pig doesn’t harass anybody else.”

Lucille was very confident of Miss Chavez tone, but she nodded.

“Sure, will keep you updated.” answered the the blonde and then left the boss’ office.

Miss Chavez leaned back in her chair and sighed.

The woman took a moment to check one of the boxes of decorations, it was the usual Christmassy stuff, not the cheap stuff, they were a successful company after all, but nothing unusual.

It reminded her of something that gave her an idea, an idea worth moving her lips into a tiny smile.

She opened one of the drawers of the desk, near a half empty bottle of scotch and an emptier one of brandy there was that small plastic bag with the party candles.

Miss Chavez had found it on her first day behind that desk, they were as unremarkable as any candle could be, but they amused her for some reason, maybe it was the name of the store on the almost unreadable logo on the bag, Lady Iaga or something.

Not giving it a second thought the boss lady throw the bag inside one of the boxes with the rest of the decorations.

...

The music was gaining strength in the background, decorations covered several floors of the office building, there was even a snow cannon.

People were starting to arrive and mingle, some already had silly Christmas hats on their heads, Tian Mey observed the scene from above on the entrance hall stairs.

The thin petite Asian woman was wearing a long grey satin dress, she stood up straight with a smug expression of disapproval on her thin lips.

Miss Chavez approached from behind and stood at the side of her foreign partner.

“Pretty fancy, don’t you think?” she asked, already knowing that was quite far from Tian’s expression.

“If you say so, I still think it’s a waste of money and resources.”

“Tell me, Tian, sweet heart, were born with a stick up your ass or do you just shove it up every morning.”

“I think you’re forgetting who saved your company.”

“I think you’re forgetting that your subsidiaries need us more than we need them now.” Miss Chavez put a hand across her partner’s left shoulder. “Go get a drink and don’t be a frigid bitch, at least for one night, can you do me that favour?”

Tian frowned and moved away without saying anything else.

Miss Chavez rubbed her hands and looked down, there were already quite a lot of people down there, but what caught her attention were the two men near the one of the tables holding the food.

Troy and Pete were looking down at one of the large bowls holding punch.

“Don’t do it, dude...” whispered Pete, nervously looking around in a very suspicious way.

Troy grunted, pulling the spicy stuff he wanted to mix with the punch in the bowl from the inside of his leather jacket.

“God, you are such a whiner, we are just going to make the party a bit better for everybody.”

“That shit sure is illegal.”

“Illegal, uh?”

Miss Chavez’s voice caught both of them off guard, their lady boss was standing behind them, with her arms crossed behind her back.

Pete seemingly became a statue, Troy would have tried to hide the spicy substance if Miss Chavez wasn’t already directly looking at them.

“Hi, boss...”  mumbled Troy.

“Hi there, what’s that stuff? Drugs.”

Troy gulped.

“Yes, drugs.”

“Dangerous drugs?”

“All drugs are dangerous.”

“So?”

“It’s just going to make the drinks slightly more... tipsy...”

“Tipsy?”

“Am I fired?”

Miss Chavez looked up to the top of the stairs and saw that Tian was back on the top floor, in the shadows against the wall, with her arms crossed.

“It depends.”

“On what?”

“If if that stuff can transform this lame party into a memorable one.”

...

The lights could be seen and the music heard from several streets away, the doors of the office building were totally open so anybody who wanted to celebrate the spirit of the Holidays was free to join the party.

Troy’s stuff really spiced up the drink, you seemingly didn’t even need to taste it, just being near the ones affected seemed enough to lure you to loosen up and have fun.

Wild Xmas fun.

As the night progressed the party began to fill up more and more, first it was just a few friends of the employees, then members of the rival company next door and finally random strangers off the street lured by the extreme festive ambience that radiated from the place.

The heart of the party was in still in the main hall of floor thirty eight, but it was certainly extending all around the building.

Miss Chavez stood behind one of the tables with food, the one that had some candles lit on top, near the big windows that showed the entire city.

Her jacket was open and her cheeks bright red, she had a wide smile, it was her fourth cup, but this time it was a full German stein.

A crowd was enthusiastically surrounding her, clapping and cheering for the boss lady.

“Do it Alba!”

“Show us!”

“Chavez! Chavez! Chavez!”

She giggled and put the mug in her lips, gradually tilting her head back so everybody could see her throat working to swallow the booze that wasn’t spilling from her lips.

They yelled in ecstasy.

“CHAVEZ! CHAVEZ! CHAVEZ!”

Miss Chavez took a step back and drank up what was left in the cup in a single long gulp, she lowered her head and looked at the crowd of smiling faces.

Then she let out a loud burp.

It made the crowd laugh and cheer louder and her bright smile wider.

Suddenly she smashed the mug on the floor, where it loudly crashed into hundreds of pieces, and then raised her arms triumphantly.

There was a moment of silence in which only the only sound was the background music as Miss Chavez stood with her arms raised followed by a roaring explosion of applause.

The weight on Miss Chavez shoulders crumbled away and she felt good for first time since she moved to her new position.

She couldn’t stop laughing, feeling as light as a feather, she sent some kisses with one hand, the other moved inside her skirt, where she scratched her crotch in front of her public, when she finished and took her hand out a hint of her pubes was visible above her waistband.

“Thank you! Thank you! Yeeeeeeeeeeesh! I love you all!”

The crowd kept clapping.

“You are the best!”

Miss Chavez had finally become a real leader, an avatar and representative of the will of the party and it’s free hedonistic future.

“I LOVE YOU ALL!” yelled the woman, taking a couple of jumps in time with the rhythm of the clapping. “This is amazing!”

“You are amazing!”

“Thanks! You are the ones keeping this company afloat! Well, you and our helpers from China!” she chuckled. “Geez, this kinda reminds me of something Donna used to say... Don’t know why.. You people aren’t gonna believe this, but sometimes she got like super serious... and... You’re not gonna believe this, she said that she would love to become a goat, a nanny goat!”

Miss Chavez laughed louder and kept going with her drunken rambling in front of her very confused audience.

“Come to think of it, there was a goat in her office... my office, when she went missing... I could have sworn that goat had her earrings... But, damn, a goat... she was nuts, of all the things why would you pick getting reduced to a dumb farm animal?” as the boss lady spoke her eyes were fixated on the flickering of one of the candles in front of her. “I would pick something big and free... like... a moose... How about that? A big moose, a large one, with big fucking antlers!” she put her hands on her head. “The king of the forest! Yeah, that’s it, a male moose, humongous! With an enormous cock! And hairy balls!” she put her hands on her crotch. “Wouldn’t that be awesome?” she giggled and her voice became a mumble. “Damn... I wish a was a male moose...! Wouldn’t that be some great holidays?”

Silence and the music got back together... for a while at least, until Miss Chavez let out another long burp that killed the flame on several of the candles.

Everybody went back to clapping, cheering and partying.

The boss lady raised up her arms.

“YEEEEEEEEEEEESH! Keep going! If anybody turns this party lame I will fire his ass with a kick!”

...

The bathrooms were surprisingly empty, Troy took advantage of that to drag Mike, a guy from the rival company, into a more intimate situation.

Giggling very closely together the two men were near the wall of urinals.

“This party is getting pretty crazy!” said Mike.

Troy nodded, moving closer.

“And it’s all thanks to-!”

He was interrupted by the sudden slamming caused by the opening of the door.

“Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!” shouted Miss Chavez entering the bathroom.

She was quite a bit drunker than she had been when she gave her speech, but her hair remained perfect, minus a single lock that now hung down her forehead.

“Hi Miss Chavez, having fun?” asked Troy with a smile at the boss lady.

“You bet! Sorry for interrupting guys, the ladies bathroom is full and I need to get some space for a few more drinks!” the two men watched speechless as Miss Chavez moved to the urinal closest to them. “Women in bathrooms, am I right?” she asked the guys.

“I... Guess?” mumbled Mike.

The woman raised her leg and put her heel against the wall, she grunted, annoyed.

“Damn stupid thing...!” she grunted in anger and then tore apart her pantyhose and moved her soaked panties aside. “Ahhhh..!. Much better!”

Troy and Mike could see a good part of Miss Chavez’ hairy crotch and also her vagina, it looked meaty and very red, almost swollen.

She didn’t gave the men time to rationalize being suddenly exposed to her sex before starting to urinate.

It came out full strength, splashing the white surface of the urinal, you could feel the heat and the very musky odour that impregnated the whole bathroom.

The guys recoiled, Mike leaned closer to Troy’s chest when Miss Chavez lost the heel she had put against the wall and let out a loud beastly howl.

When she finished she gave the wall a kick before taking some steps back.

“Amazing! Uuuuuuuh!” laughed the woman, tapping her crotch. “See ya around guys! Keep having fun!”

Having claimed the bathroom she left the place, limping, leaving the two men hugging in a corner.

“Holy shit...” Mike began to say. “Wasn’t that your boss? She pees like a fucking horse!”

“Stallion...” answered Troy, who was still looking at the bathroom door.

“Whatever! What’s wrong with her?”

“Dunno. What was wrong with her ears...?”

“What? You were looking at her ears?”

Toy looked at his partner and shrugged.

“What can I say? I am gay.”

They laughed and began to kiss.

...

Things were going crazy and somehow not due to the Christmas festivities, the artificial snow or the booze going dry.

Dancing, nudity and sex continued their rampant take over of the building.

Lucille watched, scared from a corner as the women that were usually at each other’s throats were still at each other’s throats across her desk, but now due to more kisses and licks.

The chubby blonde, blushing deeply, moved away from the center of the chaos.

She went into one of the dark hallways and stumbled on missing heel on the floor, she recognized the lonely shoe and looking forward she saw the feet of the owner peeking out around the corner.

“Hello...?”

Coughing sounds were the response to her question.

The woman ran to the corner and around it saw Miss Chavez’s ass in her broken pantyhose, her boss was kneeling on the floor, puking.

“Chief!” she knelt at her side, putting a hand on her back.

Miss Chavez kept spitting down in disgust, Lucille could feel the heat emanating from the woman.

“Alba? Are you OK?”

The boss lady raised her head, saliva on her chin, tears making her mascara run.

“What do you think?!” she sounded angry and frustrated, she was very red, her nose and ears were swollen, wider and longer, an odd sight in her womanly face.

Lucille shook her head and proceeded to help.

“Damn, that’s a serious allergic reaction, we have to get you to the hospital.”

She tried to help the boss to get up, but didn’t get far.

“Lucille...!” gurgled Miss Chavez with a voice that broke into a cry, squeezing Lucille’s arm with her hand.

“What?”

“I don’t want to be a moose! A fucking male moose! I was joking! I like being a woman!”

“What?” the blonde asked again, even more confused and trying not to notice how Miss Chavez’ long ears were moving. “I know, of course it was, what are you talking about? You are not a moose.”

“I’m not?”

“No.”

“I’m a woman?”

“Yes, absolutely.”

Miss Chavez gave a faint smile.

“Thank you, Lucille, you are so sweet...” after saying those words the boss lady slipped from the blonde’s hands and drop down onto all fours on the floor, it was as if she was forced into that posture by gravity, she leaned forward, letting out a loud animalistic bellow. “HOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH!”

“ALBA!”

Lucille wanted to, but she couldn’t get close to the struggling woman, she recoiled from the grunts and beastly sounds.

Lucille’s eyes open wider as she watched two lumps swell in Miss Chavez sweaty forehead, they kept growing and pushing, Lucille gasped when the bone pierced the skin and a pair of tiny horns began to grow.

The blonde was against the wall when the wave of changes ended.

Miss Chavez gave another bellow before getting up, her long ears flickered behind the small horns, her nose snorted, she seemed taller and her clothes tighter.

Lucille could smell the heat coming from her boss’ exposed pussy.

“Alba...” she whispered as Miss Chavez moved closer, trapping her against the wall. “Alba, you have horns.

Miss Chavez nodded and confirmed.

“I have horns.”

They kissed and began to make out.

...

Utter disorder had become the norm, desks overturned, broken glass, snow on the floor and decorations all over the place. 

Dylan smirked, feeling at home in the disarray, he had grabbed quite a few unsuspecting female’s butts and tits already, it was a great night for him, perhaps the best of his life.

It definitely became that when he saw the most amazing thing.

Three women doing it, a blonde, a redhead and a brunette and the brunette was Miss Chavez.

The boss lady was groping the other two, clearly taking the sexual lead, she had her skirt around her waist and what looked like big Christmas hair band with reindeer antlers, or what seemed to be reindeer antlers, it even had the ears.

Dylan moved behind the boss, her buttocks seemed spread beneath her mostly ripped pantyhose, he could see the swollen anus, he couldn’t stop himself from putting his hand on the ass.

Miss Chavez stopped licking the neck of the redhead, she raised her head like a mildly startled animal whose territory had been invaded.

Slowly she looked back and saw the small man with the wide smirk.

And she smirked back.

The man was a little shocked when he saw Miss Chavez’s swollen face, her big nose and those hairy ears, and also the horns, they were so big and seemed so, so real, but he let her take the lead, or that’s what he wanted to think.

Miss Chavez left her two lovers with a promise to come back with more and better, she dragged him across the broken glass and fake snow to a mostly empty space away from the centre of the party, away between two cubicles.

“Ooooh... Miss Chavez...!” giggled Dylan as the woman kissed, licked and then bit his neck. “You are going wild!”

She pushed him.

“You don’t even know.”

Miss Chavez began to sexily open her jacket, and then her shirt, finally pulling down her bra to expose her round breasts topped with erect nipples.

Dylan was hard, he had his pants down, his cock out and in his hand, watching as the woman in power exposed herself to him, his eyes traveled from the lady’s bust to her crotch... and his hand stopped.

“GOD! What the fuck is that!”

Between her muscular legs he saw the woman’s pussy, it’s lips deeply swollen and reddish, the clitoris so stiff that seem like a small penis and under it a pair of what surely seemed was the two walls of a forming scrotum.

Miss Chavez licked her lips, she bellowed, her cunt changed.

The man took a couple of steps backward, his pants round his ankles made him drop on his butt.

He helplessly witnessed the formation of Miss Chavez’s cock, long and hard, vastly more manlike that his in a brutal and primitive way.

The boss lady grabbed and rubbed her new appendage as it kept growing and forming between her fingers.

“On all fours.” she said in a voice that sounded like a snort.

“What?” Dylan was trembling more than the pair of hanging balls.

“On all fours, now!”

“Oh... god...”

He had many options, say no, run away, but the cock was just getting bigger and bigger as his seemed to shrink, so he obeyed the alpha’s demands.

Miss Chavez feet cracked and stretched, making her taller and standing as if she was tiptoeing as she moved closer to the man’s butt.

“You are going to love this...” she grunted leaned over him. “I’m sure going to!”

The lump of a tail form over her ass, her antlers grew a palm length longer, she bellowed and humped the guy.

Dylan moaned in pleasure, hooves clopped at his side.

Attracted by the noise of the bellows above the music the blonde and the redhead arrived, almost running and got themselves over to Miss Chavez as she kept fucking down the office jerk.

...

The lights could be seen and the music heard from several streets away, along with the flickering of a couple of fires.

Thanks to the open windows fake and real snow mixed.

Nobody at the party seemed to care much about the cold, maybe because the fires or, maybe due to all the sex.

Utter disarray had taken over half the building, as if a crazy riot or a tornado had gotten loose in the place, but the party was still going.

A lovely descent into chaotic hedonism.

At the heart of all, in the place where the turmoil began, cubicles, desks and chairs had been piled up, forming a small hill with a throne.

Many, mostly naked, women, and some men, where all over the hill, doing what you might expect from sexually crazed office workers who had been cut off from any kind of shame or control.

On top of all of that perfect picture of joyful depravity, sitting on the throne, her throne, the forever rightful king of this passing moment, sat Miss Chavez.

She was just wearing her jacket and shirt and the last remnants of her pantyhose.

Those pantyhose were tangled around long bent legs that ended in hooves, slowly becoming covered in brown fur that several women were fondling.

Her face was that of a human that had been crossed with a moose, with brown fur on the cheeks and also between her naked breasts, her body bulkier and muscular.

On the seat rested the dark ballsack of her large sheathed cock, tense in the expectation of being used again.

The antlers had almost reached their full glory, a wide long crown, heavy, with many sharp points, they had been decorated with green, red and gold, the Christmas colors for the king of Christmas.

She snorted proudly on top of her kingdom, her narrowed eyes looking around all the fun everybody was having.

It was hard for her to think of anything before this and she didn’t even want to consider the aftermath.

Miss Chavez stuck out one of her fit arms and grabbed Pete’s chin, the guy, without pants, was masturbating near her throne.

“Tell me,” she said in a deep commanding voice. “If I made you wish to become a moose cow would you be happy?”

Pete nodded eagerly.

“Yes! Yes! Without a doubt! We love you, Chavez, we love you!”

The boss lady smirked and allowed the guy to go back to his fun, with Lucille, they would make a cute couple, in her herd.

She fell back on her throne and sighed, smelling the air, slightly unsatisfied because there was still one thing missing from her reign.

...

Entrenched in the boss’ office Tian bit her lips, her cellphone still didn’t work, but looking through the window she knew that it was just a matter of time before the emergency services came to the building.

She was infuriated and already thinking about how to turn around the marketing disaster the stupid party was going to be when a hoof kicked the closed door of the office.

“Hey! Stop that!” but her yells didn’t stop the kicks and the door give in to the strength of the hooves.

In the shadows through the door frame she saw the creature.

Some sort of monstrous moose-satyr with Christmas decorations in its antlers.

It had to lean and turn his head sideways to get into the office, he began to clop towards Tian as Tian recoiled against the desk.

“Stop! Don’t get any closer... Holy shit! Alba?!”

Chavez looked down at Tian with her big animalistic eyes, smelling the shaking woman, the fear, the heat.

“Do you like it?” asked the creature, showing Tian how her penis left the sheath between her brown fur covered legs.

Tian couldn’t believe her eyes as she witnessed the long chunk of manly red meat, the well toned muscles, the fur, the brutish face with the unibrow.

“God, what happened to you?!”

The boss didn’t pay attention to her question, with unstoppable strength, her hand with it’s dark nails grabbed the neck of Tian’s dress and pulled, ripping and liberating her perky boobs with their big areolas and pointy nipples.

“GYAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

Tian’s butt was pushed down on top of the desk as she tried to cover her naked bust.

Chavez leaned all over her, her penis getting dangerously close to the woman’s crotch.

“Tian, you always smelt so good.”

She shook between the hairy muscular arms.

“STOP! Moron! Don’t do this!”

“No... I have to fuck you...” Chavez’ voice was deep and pressing.

“No! No!” Tian had tears in her eyes. “I’m warning you! Stop right now!”

“You are going to love it...”

Tian could smell the musk of the hot dick as a hand tried to open her legs, she saw a glimpse of the future or a future, like a new year’s eve wish, of what would happen if she took that tempting dick and his sweet seed into her sex willingly.

Deep in the forest, between tall pine trees two moose in the snow, a big male over a small female, a couple fucking in the wilderness, their bellows resounding in the woods, the rivers and the mountains.

If she took the cock they would both fully change.

It would be lovely.

She would love it.

It didn’t stop Tian’s knee from hitting the scrotum right in the middle.

Chavez collapsed over her, bellowing from the first experience of male pain.

“AUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH!”

Tian took her chance and pushed with both hands.

The push made Chavez take several clops backwards until her balance was lost and the half-moose creature landed on the floor, heavy as a boulder.

“Aaaaaaah! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

From the desk Tian watched as the beast came, fully unloading his warm sperm over the floor.

Chavez’s face cracked forward a little more into a muzzle.

“HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!” he yelled, looking at his hands as they snapped, the bones of the wrists elongated and the middle fingers swelled into hard hoof shapes. “Help me! Please! I don’t wanna!”

“A-Alba...?” gasped Tian, getting up from the desk.

“Tian! Tian, help me! I’m changing! I’m changing! EEEEEEEEUGH!” another bellow, another load of cum on the floor. “Ish too muuUUuch!”

Chavez was crying in despair, sitting on a large furry rear as his penis kept leaking sperm.

 “Alba what the heck has happened to you?”

The half-moose tried to get up, but his shifting spine forced his body onto all fours, the tense neck elongating.

“The candles! The wishes!”

“Wishes? What candles?”

“In Donna’s desk... Lord! The fucking candles! Donna! She must have used them too! The goat, the stupid goat in her office, it wasn’t a prank, it was her! The goat was her! Tian! They put her in a petting zoo! They are using her as nanny! TIAAAAAAAAAAAAANG!”

As the creature bellowed Tian had a vague recollection of the goat incident and the nanny being dragged out of the building between despairing bleats.

“How is this even possible...” with fascination in her voice Tian took some short steps closer to the metamorphosis.

“I don’t fucking care! Tian, you have to help us! Save us!”

Tian’s lips were tight.

“Sure...” she grabbed one of Chavez’ front legs and put it around her neck, helping the beast to get up.

“Thank goodness, thank goodness...” sobbed Chavez clopping along with the woman, between moose legs the semi-flaccid cock continued leaking sperm. “Just find one of those candles and wish... wish that Alba Chavez and Donna Donovan become women again...”

Tian pressed the button of the elevator.

“That’s all you have to do? Wish to the candle?”

“Yesh, just light it up and blow them...”

“Seems so easy.”

“Yeah... Wait... what... Where are we going?”

As soon as the doors of the elevator opened Tian pushed the confused creature inside, Chavez, confused and lacking balance, fell forward, as his jacket remained in the hands of the treacherous woman.

The antlers hit the walls, he barely had time to bend his long neck to look back and watch as Tian pressed the button for the main floor, more tears lost in his fur.

“Tian! Tian wait!”

Tian winked and blew a kiss, the doors closed.

“TIAAAAAAAAAAAAN!”

The elevator began to move down.

“No! NO! TIAN! You bitch!”

In the confined space of that metal coffin her massive body was the worse of all liabilities, with almost no room to move and constantly hitting the walls with her antlers she managed to sit up straight.

Hooves clopping all over the place as the too long limbs wiggled in despair.

Chavez bellowed, the pressure of his elongating neck leaning forward, the pain of his chest massively barreling, erasing the last remnants of breasts under the fur.

So near to having his wish granted the boss also got a glimpse of the future.

“TIAAAAAANGH! EEEEEEELUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUH!”

It was frightening.

It made his cock harden once more.

...

The music was finally drowned out by the sound of the sirens.

Cop cars, a fire truck and a couple of ambulances surrounded the entrance of the building.

When the officers reached the entrance the double doors burst open and the crazed male moose with Christmas ornaments in his antlers ran down the streets into the snowy night.

They had to call animal services.

In the office boss Tian watched the scene from the window, she had Miss Chavez’s jacket over her shoulders, using it to protect her naked chest from the cold.

Her fingers squeezed the jacket, it smelled of warmth, the candles were in a pocket.

Animal services arrived with their tranquilizer rifles, even with the distance and the closed windows Tian heard the bellowing of the moose.

“Happy Christmas Alba.”