This choice: Head to the factory to see their new designs • Go Back...Chapter #3Gummy Factory by: Unknown You felt that heading on over to the factory was probably the best thing for you to do today. Those new gummy ideas weren’t going to approve themselves. You changed into your normal business attire, which basically consisted of a tight black blouse and short black skirt. You slipped on your black heels and grabbed your purse before heading out the door.
You drove over to the factory, which was about thirty minutes from your house. It had been a few days since your last stop by the factory. Truthfully, you didn’t really enjoy going there. With your gummy body, there were a million ways that things could go terribly wrong inside. You had experienced some of those “million terrible ways” first hand.
Just three weeks ago you had been doing a routine checkup of the factory floor when you slipped and your hand caught in one of the gummy blenders. You were sucked into the machine in an instant, your body crushed and mangled, and your clothes torn to shreds. You came out the other side as a perfect little gummy ball.
Before you could even hope to reform, one of the workers walked over and picked you up. She carried you over to her workstation, and the next thing you knew she was molding you into a gummy thong. Your body was shaped, dyed a bright green color, and dunked in Beta4. You were then packaged up and shipped to a special address, as you had been made into a custom order.
Thankfully, you were the one who had ordered a green gummy thong in the first place. When Barbara stopped by your house the next day, she spotted your box lying in the living room, and upon opening it up and seeing you, she immediately knew what had happened. After a bit of teasing she soaked you in the solvent and let you reform.
That had been just one of many, many incidents. Still, you couldn’t deny the national phenomenon that gummy material had become, and you couldn’t deny the impressive cash inflow either. Despite the ever present threat of something terrible happening, you continued to go to the factory and expand your industry.
You walked inside, greeted the secretary, and proceeded out into the main factory. By the side of the factory were stairs leading up to your main office and the meeting room. You ascended the stairs quickly, not wanting to be late to the meeting. The clanking and whirring of machinery was all you were able to hear. The loud clashes and slams drowned out any other sound.
A woman was standing outside of your office door. You recognized her as your new assistant, Melanie. Melanie was pretty much an identical copy of your maid at home, Barbie. She was curvaceous and beautiful girl, but she was severely lacking in the brains department. Today she was wearing a low-cut blouse and a miniskirt so short you hardly had to lower your head to spot her black panties.
You expected her to hear you and turn around as you walked closer, but she did not. Not even when you were standing right behind her did she seem to notice. You reached forward and placed a hand on her shoulder, causing Melanie to scream loudly in a panic. The ditzy assistant lost her balance and began to topple backwards towards you. Your eyes widened as…  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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