Steven Basic

Post 246: Another Chat with Gianna

Added 2022-03-19 15:00:04 +0000 UTC

Gahhhhh….he immediately marveled, as he sat down at his desk, Jesus Christ…

He had forgotten, over the past two weeks since they’d last done a video chat, just how impressively busty the Study Coordinator from Evolution Pharmaceuticals was. It was difficult for him to tell if she was a tall woman, as he’d only seen her through these video chat things, but proportionately she seemed to have a bust that nearly rivaled his new Office Manager, Melissa. And, onscreen, sitting at what looked like a patio table outside, Gianna Albertini’s outfit today was leaving little of it to the imagination.

Just an hour previous he had hurried out to see patients from the breakroom, fresh from his conversation with Melissa - ‘‘I’ll have you all to myself’..?!? Fuck oh my god does she know what she does to people? he had thought. Soon enough, though, it was time for a scheduled video meeting between he and Gianna. At their last chat she’d made abundantly clear that as far as the clinical study was concerned he’d be reporting to her, and didn’t seem too concerned about the hierarchy here at the practice. In the short amount of time they’d spent talking a couple weeks ago, she’d made him feel even more emasculated and marginalized than he already was. And now? Things were even worse. With Gianna he hadn’t been able to shake the feeling that all she needed him for was his name and signature on a few pieces of paper, and that she saw him as some mere sort of figurehead around here. She thought she could use her tits, also, to get her way.

Was she wrong? About any of it?

When he came into his office he’d found that Gianna was waiting for him, already, on his screen. Had someone pulled this up for me, he wondered, or did she just remote in like she did last time, somehow having control over my computer?

He pushed aside, as far as he could, the thoughts that once again his life was being run by some sort of female cabal and sat down at his desk. Good god Gianna looks even bigger than last time, he thought, as she jostled and jiggled and smiled and laughed in greeting. Her short-sleeved blue top was scooped low over an enormous bosom that immediately grabbed his gaze and commanded his attention. He fumbled awkwardly with his mouse, laid his hands on his keyboard and decidedly not in his lap.

“H-hi Gianna, nice to see you again,” he began, politely, “Sorry I’m a little late…”

“Oh no worries,” Gianna laughed, liking how contrite he sounded already, “Apologies if I’m looking a little casual. I’m still in quarantine, working from home. Out here on my patio today. So sick of being cooped up…”

He tried to keep his eyes from goggling at her, or being caught moving too far down the screen and after a few moments of his struggle the two chatted for a bit on cam. He remembered, now: she’d been diagnosed with some sort of retrovirus, and had been putting on weight quarantined by Evolution at home over the past - was it five months? Five months, twenty-five pounds and it was all going, she had joked in their last chat, to her boobs. She’d been going a little stir crazy even back then, he recalled her saying.

“You were talking about getting a pet, right?” he asked, still trying to keep his attention off her ample torso. Their chat was still casual before they got down to whatever business it was she’d had for him.

“Yeah I decided against it,” she said, “I think I want a boyfriend instead. Someone to curl up at my feet, already housebroken. Potty-trained haha.”

“Haha.” urk.

Just like in their last chat, for as friendly as Gianna was trying to be, purposefully informal and nice, he could tell that there was a seriousness to her demeanor, just below the surface. Even he, with the distractions of her chest, was astute enough to pick that up. She for sure had certain goals in mind for today’s chat and it wasn’t long, in fact, before she pulled out a few papers from offscreen and began in on talking about the study.

“So, you’re still listed as the lead investigator for the Product study,” Gianna explained, her smile fading a bit as she got down to brass tacks, “but of course we have to have Dr. Henders involved…”

Wait, what? Olivia? He sat up straight, a bit taken aback.

“Wait, what?” he blurted, “Olivia?”

If she heard him, she paid it little notice, going on to list the personnel that would be hands-on assisting with patient care in the study: “also Morgan Horvath, Lakshmi Varrupalli, Silvia Braccio…and we’d like the intern Samantha Hanes on the project as well-”

“Wait wait why does Olivia Henders need to be included in all this?” he asked, confused. Olivia was a friend of his wi-...his ex-wife, Sheryl, who’d assigned - just to humiliate me, I think - Olivia as “Clinical Director” in the office. Ridiculous! Yes yes yes she’d promised a hands-off approach, that he’d barely see her around here. It still rankled him but in the end, Sheryl was now majority owner of the practice and he honestly had little to say about it.

But, with the study, why did Olivia have to-?

“You won’t have a problem with her because she's a woman, will you?” Gianna asked, her voice dropping to a more corporate formality, “Some men these days are getting persnickety, seeing all these women succeeding, getting promoted ahead of them…”

“Sh-she wasn’t…’p-promoted’. She was-” he began, stammering awkwardly as he felt the blood rise to his face. Oooo this really burns my biscuit, he thought, but I don’t want to sound…’persnickety’...

His voice faded out.

Omigod this guy…she huffed silently to herself as she sat back into the straps of her deck chair a moment, talking into her company-issued laptop. Without a thought she puffed out her chest a bit, to keep him attentive and quiet him down. Moves like that were getting more natural for her, instinctive. “Anyway,” she began again, “when the first study patients come in later today-”

“Today?!?” he blurted, leaning in towards his screen, “We’re seeing study patients today?!?”

“Yes I think your first one is at…” She leaned back in, made the charade of checking her papers, rustling through them for a second, “...One o’clock.”

“I wasn’t told that!” he blurted again, “that’s unacceptable! And…and…I need to be, uh, told…”

Gianna gathered herself, and sat for a minute in thought, watching him seethe in his impotent little snit. With this study, this thing that’s basically funding his business, keeping it afloat, I’m technically his superior. He doesn’t like it but I know he knows it. He needs me, he needs us, and he’d better watch his tongue or I could have someone rip it out of him. He’s lucky I’m being as fucking nice as I am. She looked at him, considering him. He was definitely smaller than he looked last time, and she had to admit something stirred inside her when she’d first laid eyes on him again today. I could go two ways here, she thought, to get him to do what I want.

I figure I’ll sweeten the pot a bit. Give him a bit more of what he likes. If that doesn’t work I’ll start getting stern.

At that, she sat up straight and let down her hair, knowing how that would probably help, mollify him a bit. It’s grown like six inches in two weeks, she thought, he must like it long, and thick…

“Remember, dude, you don’t have to worry,” she began again, repeating what she’d told him two weeks ago and fluffing her hair, “We have plenty of people in place. You really won’t have to do too much, Morgan will do the exams, the medical assistants will organize everything, know how to take care of all the paperwork. You’ll just be checking in with me…”

Did she just call me ‘dude’?? he thought,, in his befuddlement. “O-okay that’s fine, b-but…” he stammered, momentarily distracted from his dismay as her surprisingly long, thick hair fell lushly over her shoulders in soft waves. He hadn’t noticed the highlights in it last time. Just being out in the sun? he wondered…

“We do have expectations,” she continued, as his voice faded away again. Bingo, she thought with satisfaction, hair worked.

Gianna Albertini, Study Coordinator for Evolution Pharmaceutical’s new product’s External Clinical Trial, fought back a smile.

God this guy is easy, pliable, submissive, she considered, again feeling the tingles over her skin and haha between her thighs. And it’s crazy how much I want to just reach in and pull him out here into me…

I’m going to keep talking to him like he’s my employee, she told herself, emboldened, I’m his superior.

“The girls know what to do as far as the study exams, you can just let them handle it,” she said, watching how with her tits and hair his eyes had now finally started to glaze over, “I’ll have you come in at the end of each encounter, show your face, say hi. I know some of the study subjects…they’ll be excited to meet you.”

What did she mean by that? he wondered, managing to pull his gaze back up to eye contact. “What sort of, uh, stuff, will you be having us do?” he asked, struck by how her face looks stronger today.

He’s looking at my jaw now, Gianna realized acutely aware of exactly where his eyes were roaming. She was actually thinking her jaw was looking a little, for lack of a better word, masculine these days…but he’s quiet, looking at me. Maybe he likes it, how strong and square it’s getting, she thought, and turned her head just so, to show it off.

Haha, she laughed to herself, feeling him watching her still, Who’s your Daddy?

“Vitals, bloodwork, Measurements. Distributing the Product,” she listed, “But again, don’t worry. You barely have to talk to these ladies, if you don’t want. We’ll have Nurse Karen doing some interviews, psych evaluations.”

“Wait - Karen?” The dark haired APRN, with the hint of the accent? he thought to himself. She was a transplant, originally from Evolution. “Isn’t she an aesthetician??”

“Karin-...Karen? Yes, yes…she is,” Gianna explained, “they miss her over at Pysch Enngineering, I hear. She’s got a battery she needs each study subject to go through, questions and all, IQ tests. But a big part of it is looking for physical changes in these women - BMI, strength, endurance, height, weight…and, well, haha…

Into the camera, Gianna gave him a wink.