Jane: Ah what a lovely day it was. Jane sighed contentedly as she stared out the window on her top floor office, watching a few birds flutter on by. It had been quite a few eventful years since she'd acquired Crockercorp from its previous owner and had managed to make it a proper business dealing in all sorts of things. Technology, transportation, treats. You name it and Crockercorp probably had a hand in it. As such it was always growing like a piece of dough in the oven. In fact that's why Jane was in her office right now. She was going to meet one of the new trainees and let them know just how it works here. Why she even stuck a few clean air fresheners around to remove any of the previous scent from herself or the previous owner. Have to make a good impression after all. A few short knocks on the door signalled the new hire was there, Jane gingerly swivelling around to face her desk. "Come in." She droned out, sounding almost as mechanical as she looked, red wires crossing her pale flesh and especially around her black eyes.
 
Roxy: Okay, Roxy Lalonde. Deep breaths. Today is your big day. You've done a lot of things you've regretted to get to this point, and some of them will haunt you in your dreams, but you made it. Promotions in Crockercorp’s ranks weren't uncommon at the lower levels but now she had managed to secure a position at the HQ, something most desk workers could only dream of. All she needed to do was to endure a one-on-one meeting with one of the top executives and then the job would be hers. And apparently she had been picked to meet the CEO of Crockercorp herself. She knew from hushed whispers in the cafeteria that many if not all new interns quit after having been chosen to meet with Ms. Crocker, the ones getting other executives being much luckier, and some even said that the interns didn't quit at all. They just... disappeared, never to be heard from again. But Roxy didn't have the nerves nor a low enough rent to afford losing her job, so it was with her back straight and a handshake ready that she entered the CEO's office. And one had to give her credit; Roxy didn't immediately recoil at the sight of the Crockercorp owner, the freakish android-like features having gotten more than a few fired. "Good morning miss Crocker. My name is Roxy Lalonde, pleased to meet you." she said in a chipper voice as she approached the desk. Alright Rox, don't fuck up this handshake.
 
Jane: Oh this was going to be a fun session Jane could tell. She glanced at the air fresheners twisting gently in the air then to the air duct above her table and waited for the door to close behind Roxy with a click. "That's President Crocker. But good form nonetheless." With a stern look on her face, as if she ever didn't have it, she stood from her seat and shook Roxy's hand vigorously. The second that Jane had stood up a thick smell of sweat immediately started to permeate the office, the air fresheners doing nothing to dampen it. "It is a pleasure to meet you, miss Lalonde." Jane said, seemingly unperturbed by the smell in the air. Once she broke off the handshake she sat back down in her seat with a wet squelching noise, gesturing to the seat next to Roxy. "Go on. Take a seat. Tell me a little about yourself and how excited you are to be working at CrockerCorp." She folded her hands on her desk as she pulled her chair inwards, a sort of wet noise accompanied by the movement. The vent above her desk almost noiselessly turned on, steadily pumping cool, fresh air into the room.
 
Roxy: Fuck. Roxy messed up just three words in. And in a corporate environment like this, everything ended up on your record. Luckily Roxy wouldn't have to ruminate on it much longer as Jane stood up to shake her hand, though it wasn't the handshake that caught her attention. The blonde businesswoman could understand that running a company could be harsh but the sheer smell of sweat that hit her made her blink a few times and sniff, distracting her so much that she forgot to actually be firm with her handshake. Strike two. Fuck. "My apologies, President Crocker. And I am very happy to you meet you too." Better work on shaping your image back up again, Rox. She sat down as instructed, taking a few breaths before composing herself. "I've always felt like I've belonged in an office environment and working in one of your subcompanies has like, always been fun you know? And then I got this sup- err, ahem, superb offer to work here in the HQ and I just had to take it. I really like the sleek artstyle of your offices." Whoops, almost slipped up and used slang there. With the vents pumping in fresh air it became easier to think, the smell being present but not nearly as strong.
 
Jane: Normally Jane might be much more strict towards infractions but Roxy was new and she was feeling pretty relaxed today. Time to be more of a stern parent than a hard-nosed, hard-boiled businesswoman. Of course that was going to be hard but it's the thought that counts right? "Good. It's nice to see a young woman with a good head on her shoulders! I can assure you that this will be super superb." Jane attempted to make a smile but looked more creepy than anything, especially with her droning voice trying to use more friendly terms. "So. Miss Lalonde. Roxy. What departments did you work in before you came here? Technologies? Pastries? Infrastructure?" As she spoke Jane shifted lightly in her seat. The motion was enough to let a bit of that intense sweaty smell escape along with a few more squelches and the sound of crinkling leather. "And what have you heard about my HQ here? All good things I hope. After all it is the best location in my company to work at by far. You even get to meet with me personally!" The creepy smile returned.
 
Roxy: President Crocker was no doubt a terrifying woman when on friendly terms, and Roxy hoped she would never have to encounter her as an enemy. Just that smile looked like she could tear her apart, and despite her profession Roxy wasn't going to even start guessing what was up with her body and those cybernetics. Then again, Crockercorp dabbled with modifying bodies as well as like, everything else, so it should come as no surprise that even their CEO was branded. "I worked with Science! Physics, mostly, but I've been dabbling in most things here and there, haha." The giggle was mostly to lighten up the mood; it felt like she was talking to an actual robot! "It should all be in my file, so I won't bore you with details. And oh of course, I've heard lots of good things about the HQ!" That you get paid fat stacks, mostly. There was no ignoring the iron hand grip the management was rumored to have here though, with even the lax branches out in the world being pretty strict comparing to other companies. Roxy's thoughts came back to the previous new hires that had been in meetings with Jane... "I was very excited when I heard I would get to meet the CEO. I doubt many get that honor." There was something off-putting by this whole ordeal, the keen Lalonde thought. And then there was that sweaty smell, even now on the other side of the table, and for some reason it sounded like someone was mopping the floor under Jane's desk or something. Really strange.
 
Jane: Roxy had nothing to worry about. After all she worked at Jane's company. So long as she didn't try anything funny and did her job correctly there'd be no troubles. "Oh have you now? Good on you for the extra effort. Most tend to stay in their department alone. And don't worry. I don't want you to detail everything yourself. The interview would be too long." Another smile crossed Jane's face but she seemed to be getting the hang of looking less threatening. Must take a bit to get it to work. Roxy wouldn't get to look for long as Jane turned to look out the window once more, starting to talk again in her stilted voice. "Yes. It's been quite a long time." Casually she stood up from her chair which was accompanied by more squelching noises as she seemed to struggle for a moment. That already intense sweaty smell got even more so, briefly overpowering whatever fresh air came from the vent. "So very long." She glanced over her shoulder. "Roxy. Have you heard anything about my... Personal test for new hires?" Her eyes seemed to contemplate something for a moment. "You seem like a good girl and it is a very rigorous trial. I would hate to have to let you go but... You do seem capable enough. So I ask you. Would you like to try? If you succeed I'll double whatever your current pay is and allow you into more... Intimate locations."
 
Roxy: Jane was totally right; the interview should not last longer than it needed to and frankly Roxy didn't want it to either. The faster she was out here the faster she could brag to the guys at the cafeteria that the CEO wasn't so bad after all. The other new hires must have been wusses. Sure, she was smiling creepy, apparently had a perspiration problem and had augmentations along her whole body, but Roxy didn't see herself going up to the head office often enough for that to be a problem. Her thoughts on that were only reinforced as Jane stood up again, making Roxy wince from the strong scent coming from the other side of the table. Maybe she'd have to secret santa President Crocker a deodorant during the holidays or something. Hiding her expression with a smile she tried to remain positive, especially when Jane started talking about a personal test. Hooo boy here it comes. Roxy seemed genuinely interested in trying it until Jane threatened to let her go, which immediately made her nod her head. "Haha I mean I don't really have a choice, do I?" Lmao, she wanted to add, but that would seem to unprofessional and desperate. "If I can avoid being cut by research lasers I should be able to take whatever you want to throw at me, President Crocker."
 
Jane: "Oh you do have a choice. You could have said no and the interview would have been over with that. But now." Another grin flashed on her face and this one seemed intentionally creepy. "Now I can tell you're serious about working here." Slowly Jane turned away from Roxy but seemed content, letting out a small hum as she stared out the window. Unbeknownst to her her chair had steadily swung back around to face her desk. The sweat smell understandably got more potent with Jane's chair now facing towards Roxy, what looked to be heat waves billowing off of the seat. What looked to be a puddle was in the middle of the chair, the black leather glistening in the light. "Miss Lalonde. Roxy. Would you be a dear and kneel for me?" Oh how good it felt to tell someone to kneel. "Behind my desk. Move the chair out of the way and I must humbly ask you not look at me while doing so. Otherwise I'll have to ask you to leave."
 
Roxy: If it was either getting kicked out of her home for not paying the rent or enduring what seemed like a few more minutes of "interviewing" Roxy was gonna go with the latter. Jane wasn't all too intimidating and the bright scientist felt good about her prospects. "Mhm!" she replied to the comment about her working spirit, waiting with anticipation to hear what the trial would entail. Her eyes suddenly widened as Jane stood up, the smell of sweat once again getting strong and not lessening in the slightest. And... if Roxy's sight didn't lie to her she could swear that the chair looked drenched, though she couldn't for the love of god understand why. "Kn- uh, wait, kneel?" That was the first thing that Jane had said that seemed odd, but Roxy quickly understood. This was some sort of power fantasy for the CEO, who demanded her employees to be loyal to the point of suppressing their pride. Or maybe Roxy was gonna be knighted, who knew? Feeling that it was a blow to her self image that she could take, Roxy looked to the other side of the room as she made her way around the desk, gently scooting the chair out of its place and then looking straight down. The armrest had been moist, too moist, but she decided not to think about it or the overpowering smell of sweat that was attacking her sinuses. Oddly enough she also saw that the floor was similarly wet, with the floor having been replaced with glazed tiles and a grate. Slowly kneeling, and closing her eyes so she could keep her head straight, she got down on her knees behind the desk, keeping the same spot as the chair. It was getting difficult not to grunt or take deeper breaths because of the smell, but she kept herself steel faced while saying "I'm in place, President Crocker. Does this work? Can I look?"
 
Jane: Perfect. Jane's maniacal grin was back as she glanced behind herself, seeing Roxy kneeling in place of her chair. Said chair had rolled off and was now completely out of the way. Great for what was just about to happen. "No, miss Lalonde. Not just yet. Please close your eyes and lean yourself back a bit." With Jane behind Roxy she could no doubt feel the heat coming off of Jane's asshole. In fact she could probably tell Jane was moving with how the heat source was, moving to the side of her desk with her chair. Jane gave a deep breath. She really needs to do this more often. She's out of practice and nervous. Deftly and silently she undid her dress and placed it on her soaked chair, soon enough followed by an equally soaked pair of panties. The cause of the soakage would be obvious to anyone with eyes but, of course, Roxy had hers closed for just that reason. Jutting from Jane's ass was an obscenely large asshole. It was gaped open and flexing gently, thick rivers of sweat running off its many folds. The moment she took off her skirt the room immediately filled with the stench of sweat that completely overpowered the vent and air fresheners. Jane effortless managed to move her way in front of Roxy to lean on her desk and bend over, placing her asshole right in front of her face. The heat was intense and the smell of sweat even moreso as Jane's pucker drooled onto the ground, the occasional bit of sweat splattering onto Roxy's legs. "Alright. You may open your eyes now."
 
Roxy: Roxy, blissfully unaware, did just as Jane instructed and leaned herself back, resting her ass onto her heels. Well, she was unaware, but the smell made it hard to be blissful. It reminded her of after a workout session, times 20. She sat there silently and waited, even as some odd and frankly obscene squelching noises were coming from Jane's direction in the room, before the sweaty fragrance hit her again with full force. Roxy had to gasp and wipe her nose, unable to remain indifferent. Times 100! Maybe she was exaggerating but it was still strong, and only got stronger as Jane moved closer. Roxy's cheeks flushed as she felt something equivalent to a radiator placed in front of her face, pushing heat against her face. She had even begun panting, but not from the warmth but from the perspiration smell being so intense. Finally, finally Jane told her to open her eyes, and the sight that greeted her caused Roxy's heart to skip a beat or ten.
She could literally see streams of sweat run down the plush, doughy surface of the asshole, pooling in the folds and pouring onto the ground. No wonder the seat had been so wet, and the drain below the two was totally justified! Not only was it excessively perspiring but gaping as well which allowed her to see deep into the innards of Jane, the fleshy walls pulsating inside. To many it would be a frightening, grotesque thing to be presented with, not even to even mention that her boss was practically pressing it up against her face, but Roxy could not have been more ecstatic! "Omg I can't believe you have this!" She couldn't stop herself; one moment she was sitting down and drooling at the tire-sized (!) donut and the other she had pressed her face against it, mushing her nose and lips against the wet skin and taking part of it into her mouth to suck upon. Her hands went to each side and grabbed on, squeezing it tenderly without any regards to who actually owned it. "Yes, yes, yes!!!" she squealed, dragging her tongue along the anus and starting to rim it part of it. How lucky of Jane Crocker, to land an interview with the largest anal slut on Earth.
 
Jane: This had to have been one of the most startling things Jane had ever experienced in her life. She was all prepared with a speech to Roxy about how much more money she would make. About how valuable she would be to the company. About how it wouldn't need to be that long, just a few minutes and they'd be done. All of that completely worthless the moment Roxy started brazenly and eagerly fondling her butthole. She had to brace herself against the desk, slamming her fist against it, as Roxy worked. "I-I'll excuse the slang just this once but miss Lalonde please! Contain yourself. Remove your mouth from my anus at once and let me explain myself." Oh how it pained Jane to yell at Roxy and tell her to stop but she had to at least seem like she was still in control. Even if all she wanted was for Roxy to just keep going. Her asshole tensed visibly and sweat still streamed off of it, the heat it was emitting having only increased.
 
Roxy: One would have thought that Roxy stopped the moment she heard the desk bang, but Roxy was too enamoured to care about things like the most powerful businesswoman in the world commanding her. Almost. It pained her just as much if not more to pull away, leaving her panting with her tongue out and moisture all over her face. Her hands reluctantly dropped to her knees, wet with sweat and still trying to grope the air. It wasn't easy not to respond in her casual way but she took a moment to gather herself, inhale and exhale the now tantalizing musk, before replying. "My apologies President Jane. It was just so... massive and poofy and..." she stopped herself there, knowing that if she continued she'd be staying there complimenting Jane's anus until she was forcibly thrown out. Ooooh how she wanted to latch back onto that ring, kneading and pressing her face against it. But no, first she'd let Jane explain. Then afterwards it might be worth risking her job for another go.
 
Jane: "Thank you for the compliments. But." Jane let out a deep sigh as she pulled herself up off the desk, glancing back around to see Roxy. That was almost enough to just make her forego any sort of explanation and just tell Roxy to get back in there. Her face was a mess, covered in sweat, her formerly well done hair having a few loose ends. Jane could even see her pink lipstick having smeared slightly off. Taking a deep breath Jane put on a more stern face as she stood fully up from her desk, the movement making her asshole jiggle. "I must explain what you are supposed to do first. Though I do love your gumption and eagerness." The smile that crossed Jane's face seemed much more normal now, almost like she was just a normal businesswoman. "As you are a new hire here you must show just how loyal you are to me." She languidly reached a hand back to rub at her asshole, flinging a few bits of sweat to the floor. "As I am so extensively modified by CrockerCorp I had no use for a waste expulsion organ and so retrofitted it for another purpose. To vent all the excessive heat I produce. As such I call it my hot seat. And you are going to be in it for as long as I deem necessary." Which, she notes to herself, would probably be until the end of the workday.
 
Roxy: It was really, really hard not to latch onto the asshole and start sucking again. Having it right in front of her face, jiggling and clenching slightly made Roxy close to swoon with adoration, but the CEO had commanded her to stay put and she would have to endure. For a few more seconds, at least. Wiping her forehead, slick with Jane's anal sweat, she tried to sit a bit straighter and nod up towards her boss. "Yes, I am listening." There was no stopping the smile back at Jane as she explained the terms of the trial. If being loyal meant playing with a hyper-sized asshole then Roxy would be the god damn flagship employee for the entire CrockerCorp. "Oooh, that lets me be even more shameless then. Ahem, professional shameless, that is." she replied, not too surprised that the android-like changes were far from only visual. And it explained the sweat too! No wonder why so many people had failed their interviews with Jane! But Roxy wasn't deterred, rather she was eager to get this going. Tilting her head backwards a bit, offering her face as the proverbial chair, she said "I think I should be more than capable of handling a few minutes with you sitting on me. In fact, I look forward to it." She had gone back to staring at the gaping hole, gnawing at her lower lip in arousal.
 
Jane: Jane gave a slight shiver as she felt Roxy's breath against her anus, the thick ring twitching gently. A thick stream of sweat drooled out from the base of her gape and splattered onto the floor. Steam was rising off of it for a few moments before it slowly traced to the grate. "Well I am glad to hear that, miss Lalonde." Turning her head she grinned broadly at Roxy. "Because I might be keen on bumping you up from the few minutes to a whole hour. Your vigorous and enthusiastic reaction before makes me think you'd settle for no less than pushing you to your limits." Plus Jane for once was feeling a perverse sort of joy from this and wanted it to last longer. Without saying another word she slowly, oh so slowly, pushed her hips backwards towards Roxy. Sweat dribbled from her hole and splattered onto Roxy's legs then up to her shirt before finally being right underneath her chin. Jane momentarily thinks about procuring her new hire a waterproof suit but feels seeing her asshole sweat stains on it was kind of enticing, the thought making her asshole tense and drool a stream onto Roxy's chin. Not a moment later and she pushed herself fully backwards now, barely feeling Roxy's head slip inside due to her gape. But she knew she was there, both from the breath on her insides and that light tickling from her hair. Jane stopped momentarily, to tease herself and Roxy, before slowly inching herself all the way down onto Roxy's head, thick anus resting against her shoulders.
 
Roxy: Whether it was the heat or the arousal of being presented such a humongous asshole that made Roxy pant she didn't know, only that she was getting more eager each second to dive her face back against that wrinkly pucker. She did not even look up at Jane to meet her eyes when she looked back, at least not until she mentioned being sat upon for an entire hour. Her eyes went wide; a whole hour? As multiple thoughts raced through her mind the huge donut got closer, ending up in her face and leaving her to stare into the flexing, doughy insides of Jane's anus. Before she got a chance to either squeal in joy or protest the president shoved herself backwards and right onto Roxy's face, pressing the head into her asshole. It was met with a gasp as the muscles inside began to squeeze around her face, splashing it with Jane's android-procured sweat, and it was enough to finally get her hire working. As Jane started to slide down on her shoulders Roxy dragged her tongue along the slick inner walls, giving her boss a rimjob on the inside while making various muffled sounds. Her hands went up to grasp the ring as if to push it off, but instead she began to squeeze and press it against herself, playing with the cushiony asshole and feeling it squeeze her head and neck.
 
Jane: Oh she definitely had to do this more. She can barely hold herself up once she feels Roxy's tongue sliding along her insides, anus tensing rhythmically. In fact Jane just allows herself to enjoy the sensations for a good few moments. Unbeknownst to her while she's enjoying herself her asshole is sliding further down Roxy. With its constant gape it wasn't too hard for her shoulders to slip inside and soon a good deal of her arms. By now every part of Roxy's suit had at least some sweat on it. Jane comes to when she feels Roxy's forearms against her asshole, giving her head a little shake before slowly pulling herself back up. "Forgive me for that. It's not often I get someone as eager to please as you, Roxy." For a moment she thinks to correct herself but figures Roxy didn't even hear her apologize. After all she knew just how thick her anal walls, typically not hearing people protesting when they were stuffed inside. Or maybe she just didn't care whenever she heard people talking ill about her asshole. By now she'd reached back up to Roxy's shoulders and pulled off of them with a wet schlorp, a gush of sweat accompanying the motion though, really, sweat was accompanying every motion. It was amazing Roxy's entire body wasn't soaked yet but that was by design. With herself in place now Jane got to work doing her normal routine. Signing papers, looking over documents, and checking over her own wellbeing. It was then that she noticed something she'd forgotten about for quite some time, a grin crossing her face. "Miss Lalonde. Roxy. You don't mind if I flush my systems do you? It's been a dreadfully long time and it has gotten quite hot in here. I've built up quite the reserve." Most of that heat was no doubt from Jane's heater like anus but she didn't mention that.
 
The only thing Roxy registered of the outside world was the floor she was sitting on, the relatively cold temperature of the room and some very quiet muffled sound that might have been talking drowned out by a constant debauched squelching. She was lost in the world of enormous assholes, kissing the inner walls and squeezing the donut keeping her in, all while feeling salty sweat pour down her head and body. Eventually, as she felt Jane start to put more weight on her and sink down further, she lets go of the fat ring so that her boss could slide down as far as she wanted, almost gleefully expecting her to go past her shoulders. Which she did! Roxy could hardly believe it, sweating profusely herself from arousal and the heat as, and she almost expected Jane to take her all the way to the floor before the slick anus pulled back up. Flustered but not undeterred she continued with her oral ministrations, her hands now focusing on unclasping the belt to her pants so that she could have some fun on her own. Though... Perhaps that would be unprofessional? She stopped halfway through, hoping that Jane would give her some sign that it would be alright to continue. Perhaps this would end up being tortured in a completely different way? Nonetheless the loud noises Jane's asshole sounded made it impossible for Roxy to hear anything the CEO said so she was in the dark (quite literally) about what was about to transpire.
 
Jane: Well Jane could definitely tell Roxy didn't hear a word she had said. A pity that but she knew it couldn't be helped. Even if she could have heard what exactly was she going to do? Yell up into Jane and hope she heard? No Jane figures it was for the best. However she can hear something Roxy was doing down below. Namely undoing her pants. Normally Jane might disapprove of someone masturbating during this but she was feeling very forgiving today. Once she shooed out some new business partners, claiming she had something urgent she needed to take care of, she slowly lifted herself off of Roxy. Her head audibly popped from Jane's rear as she leaned forward on her desk, that massive gaping hole staring right at Roxy, drooling thick sweat onto the floor. "Now. Miss Lalonde. I heard you fiddling with your pants. I'll allow you to masturbate for now so do enjoy yourself." Before Roxy could really respond or do anything Jane pushed back and swallowed up Roxy's head once more, gingerly resting on her shoulders, even sinking down a bit further so Roxy's arms would squish into her pucker were she to move them. Grinning to herself she looks over her diagnostics again, pressing a few buttons with a hum. Roxy would probably notice that Jane's asshole seemed to be getting even warmer than before and sweatier as well. What was once an anal sauna was now more like an anal bath house with how much steam seemed to be inside of Jane's pucker.
 
Roxy: It hadn't taken long before Roxy lost her sense of time, unsure if she had only been stuck for a few minutes, half an hour or more than a whole. She had stopped sucking and licking at some point due to getting tired, though she was still a great chair no doubt. After some muffled noises she felt Jane get up, dragging the anus along her face before finally freeing her from her wet prison. Panting, Roxy sat there and blinked a few times, both to clear the sweat from her eyes and get used to some light. Though the asshole was still looming above her in its arousing glory. Unfortunately and fortunately the trial wasn't over, but the confirmation that she was going to be allowed to touch herself made her light up with a grin. She was just going to reply but before she knew it the fat donut squeezed around her face and pressed down onto her shoulders once more. Gasping at the sudden weight and feeling of being inside the cavernous wet hole once again, her hands quickly began to make their way undoing the last parts of her pants. Her crotch was already wet from Jane's fluids but there was a considerable amount of her own moisture as well, giving ample lubrication for her to plunge in her fingers and start playing with her clit. She shamelessly moaned out against Jane's inner walls and showed her appreciation by giving a few sucks and kisses. It didn't take long for her to start feeling warm and fuzzy inside, just like she was feeling outside as the warmth inside of Jane got more intense. Not that she noticed immediately, though it became apparent with each breath that air was a lot more steamy and humid. Roxy was constantly panting with her mouth open now, fingers greedily playing around between her legs while still being a perfectly useable chair for her boss. The best kind of employee.
 
Jane: A needy sigh came from Jane as Roxy started working on her pucker once more, giving a wiggle to her hips to firmly anchor herself onto her shoulders. She could hear Roxy starting to go to town on herself, even over her own squelching hole. The thought made her even more hot. Luckily for her she was about to cool herself down big time. Swiping a hand at her diagnostic panel she presses another button. Rapidly her asshole seemed to be getting hotter and sweatier, drooling down over Roxy's body. Yet strangely there was a feeling that this was just a build up, something that could be noted by how much Jane's anus was tensing. She clenched her fists as a warning flashed across her vision before swiftly closing them and slamming her hand on the desk. Just a moment and it began.
A loud hissing noise like a steam engine firing off resounded through the room as the process began. Waves of steam were rising off of Jane's pucker, the electrical veins that were her circuitry flaring up a bright red. After a few moments her tense pucker loosened itself and Roxy was going to be very surprised. Inside her asshole it was like a dam had been broken as a torrents of hot sweat rushed out to crash against Roxy's face before streaming out around her shoulders. In just a second her body was completely coated in the hot, salty fluid and her clothes were completely soaked through. It was coming out intense enough that she might even have trouble moving her arms. The outside of Jane's pucker was much the same though a lot of sweat was just instantly converted to steam, making the room even hotter and sweatier. Rapidly a puddle formed underneath Roxy and spread out across the floor, the drain underneath Jane's desk not being enough to curb just how much sweat she was pouring out. Casually Jane called out over the obscene noises and fluid splashes. "You are holding up alright aren't you, miss Lalonde?"
 
Roxy: Since Roxy was left in the dark, literally, all she could feel was that the heat was getting stronger. It was almost starting to seem like she had stuck her head in an oven, though one with a lot more humidity. Maybe she would have called for a timeout had not Jane gone first, the only warning she got being a few muted bangs and hisses before it began. The augmented human's asshole loosened up unexpectedly followed by a deluge of perspiration that rapidly and continuously flowed down her body. The surprise got her to gasp, an unfortunate thing indeed, as it meant Jane's sweat flooded her mouth and nose, drenching her palette along with her body. It was just so much! And it kept coming and coming, completely overwhelming the new hire. But there was one upside to it and that was the heat, depravity and rush of emotions, causing Roxy to tense up and climax in the middle of the torrent of perspiration. It'd be hard to tell though, with how her body was twitching from the CEO's output.
 
Jane: Rather than take it negatively Jane takes the non-response as a sign that Roxy was doing alright. After all if she wanted to get out she'd be thrashing more or grabbing at Jane's asshole though Jane doubted she'd be able to get a grip with how slick it was. By now the entirety of Jane's anus was pouring with sweat, nearly enough that it obscured her skin. The thick, salty fluid poured down over Roxy like a broken faucet and continued to pool up on the floor. Minutes passed and the anal onslaught just continued with no signs of slowing down or stopping. Jane had stopped focusing on her business pursuits for the moment and just basked in the wonderful cooling sensation her body was causing which was completely at odds with the room. It reeked of sweat and a constant haze of humidity covered everything, even Jane's windows having fogged up from it. By now the puddle underneath of her had spread out over onto the carpet and soak it completely, Jane making a small note to get her room redone after she was done. The minutes turned into half an hour with no changes in Jane's output. By now Roxy had to be soaked to the bone with her sweat. Jane however was feeling her legs getting a bit tired. To tease Roxy a bit she pushed back and swallowed the girl up even further before yanking herself off, followed by a hot stream of sweat arching over Roxy's head and splattered against Jane's window, the stream continuing even as Jane spoke. "Be sure to get a deep breath, miss Lalonde. You're going back in in just a moment." Thank god she made all the technology in her room waterproof.
 
Roxy: There were brief moments where Roxy got a chance to breathe, where Jane's asshole clenched or the torrent of sweat washed over her back, but otherwise she had to endure the entire time of Jane's cooling getting blasted with liquid. As her orgasm ended she found herself dizzy with arousal and the assault on her senses, her taste and smell being nothing but the salty fluid. Yet she endured, and as she sat there dumbstruck like the perfect little chair she was her fingers subconsciously started to move again, giving her a constant buzz of pleasure around the perspiration gushing down around her. She remained in her dazed state until suddenly the asshole clenched around her, Roxy feeling herself slip deeper into the gushing asshole before Jane stood up and finally let her free. Sort of, considering there was a large crane dispensing its fluids on her. Roxy couldn't get a word in, just panting hard and holding up a hand to shield herself from the gushing in an attempt to get a few extra breaths. Her clothes would have to be burnt; no amount of washing would get Jane's sweat out.
 
Jane: As if Roxy's clothes could be burnt with just how soaked they were now. One wonders if they'd ever dry. They especially wouldn't considering Jane was still cooling herself down, gushing hot sweat over and onto Roxy. The force from the stream was nearly enough to vault Jane over her desk so she had to hold herself steady while she waited. After a minute or so she figured that Roxy had had enough of a reprieve. "Alright. I think that's enough for now. I'm almost done cooling anyway." As she spoke she slowly pushed herself backwards and placed her asshole directly onto Roxy's face, blasting her with the hot fluid, forcing a good deal of it into Roxy's stomach. Sighing she kept going and swallowed up Roxy's head and then down to her shoulders, sinking lower and lower. She only stopped when she reached Roxy's hips and had to hold onto her desk for support. Her hole puckered lightly around Roxy as it struggled to force the sweat out. Jane, wanting to give Roxy a grand finale, tensed her asshole completely closed around the new hire's body and kept each and every drop of sweat inside of herself. In no time at all her asshole was bulging and the wire veins were a bright red from the pressure. Small streams of sweat started to pour down Roxy as Jane neared her limit but she held on for now, wanting to induct Roxy proper.
 
Roxy: With the constant gush and the hand trying to block it Roxy had no idea of what Jane was doing, only that she kept the asshole pointed her way. The deluge of sweat, comical in volume yet no less intense, drowned out any noise, smell, taste, sight or feeling so Roxy did not notice that the CEO had moved until she felt the warm heat of her anus envelop her hand. Before she had a chance to react Jane had swallowed her up to her neck, and by the time Roxy got her hand down she was squeezing around her chest. Yet the android-like woman kept going and going, not stopping until the turgid tire of an anus was resting on Roxy's lap, the outline of the poor employee stretching out Jane's abdomen and stomach. But if that was much then it wouldn't compare to the asshole clenching, the sweat quickly pooling up and rising along her body. Roxy suddenly found herself with her mouth and then entire head submerged in sweat, her whole body feeling hot for several reasons. Her legs twitched and shook, mostly because of the warmth unrelentingly pressing against her nethers.
 
Jane: Jane thanks her cybernetic body for keeping her steady on the incredibly slick floor. Otherwise she'd have ended up swallowing Roxy completely and while that might be good for Roxy it would have been bad for Jane. After all she wasn't sure she'd get the anal loving hire out of her ass after that. A small chuckle comes from Jane as she imagines it, hearing her asshole squelch as she inadvertently untenses a bit. She shudders and glances at the clock, sighing as she fully untenses herself. It was like a dam being burst once her asshole opened, hot sweat streaming by the gallon along Roxy's crotch and splashing into the pool below. By now there couldn't have been any dry part on Roxy's body and Jane made sure of that as her body amped up the sweat production once more. Despite her asshole being fully opened now enough sweat was being produced to keep Roxy almost completely underneath it. After a few more minutes of intense sweating it began to slow down, Jane slowly lifting herself off of Roxy. By the time she reached her head it had slowed down to a trickle, much like how it was before. Her pucker was noisily pulled from Roxy's head and Jane straightened herself up, constantly gaped asshole pointing directly at Roxy. "I have to say that was the most satisfying cooldown I've had in weeks."
 
Roxy: How Roxy had not drowned in the lewd perspiration was anyone's guess, but the few twitches, squirms and spasms from her body indicated that she hadn't gone out completely just yet, despite her entire upper body being swallowed up by an asshole. This went on for the several minutes that Jane kept her locked inside, until finally the flow started to abate. The most obscene noises could be heard as the sweat-slick pucker dragged along her body, dragging some of the soaked clothes with it, only to pull off and leave Roxy completely free. With nothing to support her body, which had now been forced to sit for hours not to mention the floor being slippery with fluids, the new hire fell backwards with a splash. It almost looked like she had passed out had she not been smilling like a fool. All she could do was lie there on the floor and grin, the rest of her world spinning with visions of puckered donuts flashing before her eyes.
 
Jane: For the briefest moment Jane was indeed worried Roxy had passed out, turning around to face her. Seeing that look on her face made Jane flash a small grin at Roxy before turning away, quickly slipping on her soaked clothes. "I can already tell this was as enjoyable for you as it was for me." She couldn't be sure if they actually landed in the puddle below or if it was just that palpable sweaty feeling in the air but it didn't matter. In just a few seconds they had managed to dry themselves completely and Jane looked no worse for wear aside from her hair being a bit messed up, something she quickly fixed. Sighing she sat back down in her chair before looking back at Roxy. "Normally I would say get up and get back to work but you performed your duty admirably. So stay as long as you like for now but do be sure to leave by the end of lunch period. You are allowed to eat your lunch at your desk." A wry grin popped onto her face as she spoke. "Be sure not to change out of your uniform, Roxy. Have to stay in dress code you understand."
To describe the next few weeks as pleasant would be an understatement. It had seemed like ever since Roxy's initiation Jane had taken a much cooler tone with everything. Everyone knew it had been because of Roxy being taken on as Jane's personal secretary but figured it was because of the decreased workload on the president of the company. Something that lead a lot of them to that conclusion was just how sweaty Roxy smelled all the time, assuming that she was working triple overtime. However they'd never dream to think of the real reason being Jane doing her cooldowns weekly now with Roxy eagerly assisting every time. In fact she'd gotten an even bigger present from the president than even her current high paying position. She'd gotten a special, signed picture of Jane. Or, well, a certain piece of Jane's anatomy anyway. A very swollen, sweaty piece of Jane's anatomy that Roxy had gotten very, very close to.