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\Okay, not long now... Just five more minutes, just –\

"Hey!" \Oh no, not him.\

Benny loomed over her cubical, "Cordelia; I need you to stay behind for a bit, there's some admin I need you to run over".

“No problem Benny, though it's not a lot right?" Agreeable as always, though Cordelia felt the awkward twitching in her legs as the mental springs coiled up under the beam of her boss's squinting eyes.

She could feel the pressure building in her body… Bad things happened when she got worked up.

“Not to worry, it ain't that much", she didn't trust the way he said that.

Though on those words Benny left; likely to pack his stuff and go home… The boss man didn't have to stay behind…

She tried not to focus on that fact; the frustration of it seemed to broil in her chest as something within her rose and that new side of her seemed to sink its claws in at the helm of her mind.

/ARE WE REALLY GOING TO PUT UP WITH THAT!/ - Lia was waking up…

\Starting trouble is not going to solve anything\ - Cordelia was trying to be rational, as if that was something that mattered to Lia.

Her computer beeped, the sound of it bringing her attention back and stifling Lia's voice as she tried to ignore the negative influence, though it ran all across her body.

It was Martin… Saying he couldn't open the file… a zip… file.

He was asking her to send over the reports individually; that would be like twenty emails.

\It's fine, it's fine\

She took a deep breath to try and bring herself back; she could feel something slipping, a tightness in her chest…

\Oh no. She quickly grabbed a pen off her table, this nice metal pen, a sturdy thing that she tap and fiddle with to try and keep herself occupied. To keep her mind off the changes happening to herself as the stress let Lia out, little by little.

She quickly tapped out an email; politely explaining to Martin that all he had to do was download a archiver utility.

\He'd understand that right…?\ Cordelia begged to herself; knowing she could only be pushed so far.

/I think your faith is a little too/ *ding* /oh mother fu-/

Cordelia squeezed the pen luckily reliving herself for a moment; though as her eyes flicked through Martin's reply she couldn't help but feel the tension and frustration grow and grow. How couldn't he understand he just needed to install a single piece of software… \God sake winrar's fucking free!\

/Now your sound like ~me/

Cordelia snapped straight, taking note of her small growth spurt, the tightness of her clothes the tail forming at the base of her spine.

\oh no…\

/OH yes!/

She luckily hadn't slipped off the edge but she was running close, running a fine line. She didn't even dare to rub her tongue on her teeth expecting they were already fangs…

She started to take deep breaths, hoping beyond hopes that she could somehow wind herself down. Lia was just enjoying herself, plotting and planning all the trouble she'd cause when she finally got out.

Luckily Cordelia did wind down, feeling herself shrink, feeling the tightness go away…

\Thank God\

*bang*

She nearly shot out of her chair as the stack of papers was put down before her.

“Here you go Cordy; the papers Benny wants you to look over… I'll see you next week!"

She didn't get a sight of whoever it was dropping the papers off, really even if they did show there face Cordelia was just staring at the stack of papers… Even in the back of her head she could her Lia's sarcastically impressed whistle…

That wasn't just a hour job; that was like more like four fucking hours!

The pen snapped, that sturdy metal pen snapped like a little twig as it compressed in Cordelia's hand. She dropped the pen parts, slowly scrunching up in her office chair as she tried her hardest to keep herself together.

It wasn't working, she was already a pan boiling over. Flecks of fur breaking through her skin, her ears shifting to their new position as there shape sharpened and that once nub shape finally grew into a long lush tail that wiggled between her legs.

Somehow her psyche was just hanging on by a thread and by some pure miracle she was still in control of herself. Lia was groaning in the background of her mind; she fully expected the girl to finally lose it.

Cordelia however was fully aware of how far along she was.

She awkwardly shuffled, tugging to try and get what little space she could in the already unbearably tight office shirt, while her other hand fiddled to try and place her tail in some manner that was comfortable on the chair.

Though no matter where she put it the tail flicked about in total refusal; that was now in Lia's domain and Cordelia stopped trying to fix it. The treacherous vixen was just trying to break her last strand of sanity.

“Hey you o – er"

\Oh no!\ This was probably worse than Benny coming along to tell her to stay back.

She carefully turned around, not sure where to place her hands though she concede to placing one across her chest, feeling more sensitive to the tightness of her dress shirt and what that might have been showing despite the fact she now had two fox like ears sticking up from her head and fangs poking from her lips.

She least showed some awareness of the change, grabbing her tail as she tried to keep it still, though holding it only seemed to make the small portion out of her grasp wag with more vigour.

/OH! It's your boyf-/

\shut up!\

Cody was luckily not the type to cause issues, even when said issues were oh so obvious; yet he went on like nothing was happening.

“I – er, I heard you were staying; so I asked Deb to brew you a cuppa… I thought it would help"

He shyly held the cup forward.

“Thank you Cody"

She took the cup with a smile and looked at it as surprisingly some feeling of security came back to her. “Hey – er"

She snapped back up as Cody started to speak again and on realizing he had her full attention he seemed to change his mind on what he was going to say.

“I'll – er – I'll see you next week Rory, take care" he clearly wanted to say more, but couldn't bring himself to do it. Rather just parting ways more than likely to damn himself for his cowardice.

She just accepted it, nodding her head trying to appear as normal as possible in the case of someone who was seemingly metamorphizing into a fox beast… Admittedly the calming moment seemed to abate her transformation, even turn it back a little.

Her ears sunk back; though they still had the pointed shape, the fangs no longer seemed as pronounced and the tail lost half its length, though it was still fluffy and active.

She just put it to the side, for now she was fine.

She just had to focus on her work and she'd hopefully bring herself back to normal by the time she finished. Cordelia slowly raised the cup to her mouth; once she got that caffeine boost she was going to be f-

\what\ … It didn't hit, lord it didn't even taste nice. Actually it tasted like… It tasted like…

DECAF!

Her body stared to shake as she crushed the cup in her hand. That was it, her one pet – peeve broke! Maybe in isolation it would have been nothing but on top of everything that had happened, onto her fine string sanity; staying late, Benny's extra work, Martin's email…. FUCKING DECAF!

It was the one little thing needed, the hard enough gust of wind on her house of cards.

\Why here, why now!\

She couldn't keep it down anymore; fangs pushing out, ears shooting up, a muzzle stretching forward, as her tail shot to its full length. Her clothes breaking apart as her new form settled in with fabrics tearing, buttons popping and her dainty office shoes burst into nothing more fabric shreds.

Cordelia was on the back burner.

Now it was Lia's time to play.

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Benny just grinned to himself as he finally got his gear in order, his golfing gear.

The date had been set, two weeks in the countryside, ha! Nothing was going to get in his way.

It was on that point the door flung open, Benny nearly jumped out of his skin as he dropped his putter and looked to the door. He was near attempted to shout in that 'scary boss' voice he had cultivated over many years of experiences.

Though as the beastly form slipped through the door way and entered his office Benny found himself turned a little mouse.

“You want this admin bullshit done? Get it fucking done yourself, lazy ass prick, I ain't your personal screw up fixer; especially when my hours are up!"

The vixen shouted and barked with such a spite that Benny was quacking in his boots, his posture crumbling as his voice was only a squeak; “who the, what the?"

He wasn't given much of a chance to figure anything out as the stack of quite familiar papers were stuffed into his hands.

Benny couldn't find any of his words as he just stared at the imposing vixen; she hadn't turned away, rather she made sure to watch, making sure he was going to commit to get the work done rather than putting it off.

Lia was more than aware if he done that it would mean Cordelia would only have double the work to fix come next time.

“You better get that shit sorted fucker, cause if you don't!"

Lia just flicked golf club up and off the floor with her foot, taking the object in both hands and just like that, she snapped it in two.

The vixen didn't need to make her point any clearer and upon that note Benny nervously went to his table and seemingly got on with the paper work.

The golfing trip could wait.

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Martin sat at his little computer desk in the dark room; office work had never been his speciality or maybe that had just been the modernization of it.

Paper was king and computers just hurt his eyes.

The door to his office opened and it was upon that Martin tried to squint his eyes to see who it was; it was still very difficult. His eye sight wasn't that good.

“Uh… Hello?" Martin spoke with quite a soft tone, really wasn't one to easily get strung; if anything he quite liked the company.

Lia just stood there for a moment; her normal routine wasn't going to work here, she accepted that… /Just be straight forward/

“H – hello?" Martin continued to question, he seemingly struggled to make out the figure; only really seeing an orange mass as he wonder if grabbing his glass's would be a good idea.

He didn't get the chance as the back of his chair was grabbed and he was harmlessly rolled away; Martin gave no comment, only wondering why now the world had gone so dark… He really needed those glasses.

Lia just bent down toward the computer, wasting no time to fix the issue as quickly as possible.

Bing.com – Search: Winrar – Download.

It was after that Martin was wheeled back to his computer, the light finally returning as he was presented the screen. The old man fiddled about as he finally got his glasses on.

“Click on the attachment"

The voice behind him sounded foreign, though he didn't really think too much about it; just doing as the voice commanded. Though he was sure last time he tried this the thing didn't work…

To his amazement the attachment opened and on that Martin was presented all of the files he had been waiting for. He turned around to try and find the figure that helped him but at this point whoever it was had gone.

/That was easy/

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This one was more a personal grievance, though if somehow had been there she likely would have given them an earful.

Though without that Lia just made sure to take out all her frustration by making sure every and any semblance of decaf was removed from the canteen. Dumping the bags, smashing the cans and being sure to scrawl the message on the inside of the cupboard door

[i]Next twit to buy decaf is going to eat the grounds raw[/i] She topped it off with a little heart and small fox face as Lia grinned to herself.

For once her and Cordelia were in agreement on something.

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Cody buttoned up his parka as he got ready to go.

Quitting time; it was always the best time of the day, Cody was never going to deny that, especially when it was the end of the work week and finally the weekend.

He didn't really think much about it, really he wasn't even sure what he was going to do… If anything Cody was still damming himself for being so indecisive; he though using coffee might have been an easy way to start some conversation but he just about got the basic out without sounding like a dish of jellington.

Eh… The moment had passed; going back now would probably just seem weird. There was always next week.

The door to the cloak room opened, but Cody didn't put much thought into it as he reached into his locker to grab his backpack, closing the locker door as he got that out.

On turning around Cody was quick to take note of the person who came in… They were standing right behind him.

On a more detailed examination Cody was quick to pick up on that this was no normal person… Was this even a person? Cody was quick to understand this being was female… It wasn't hard …er… to miss. The vixen just put her hands on her hips as she grinned down at the little man, “you enjoying the view?"

He wasn't really sure what to say, mumbling on some words that never really turned into them.

Lia only rolled her eyes. /You better appreciate this…/

The vixen took a hold of Cody's collar, picking him up and pressing him against the locker. She tried her best to be friendly, though as always she was simple and blunt.

“Be a little braver sweety" she seemed to sing the words with a disconcerting sweetness, though it didn't last “because you won't like it if I have to intervein in the shit show of you two and your pussy footing around!"

She gave a little growl before her angered grimace turned to a sly little smile.

She let him go as he dropped back down, surprisingly keeping a standing stance rather than falling over. He was clearly flustered by what happened but as always he kept it bottled inside, too shy to be fully expressive of his feeling.

Least he wasn't going to spill his feelings to this amazon beast.

Lia just grinned to herself as she gave him some parting words “hey" she got his attention “and if you ever want to play with me, just do that decaf trick again works a charm and I won't kick your ass for it".

She walked away with a laugh, though Lia felt certain that the state of play had been established and hopefully Cody would find his spine.

Lia would appreciate it if Cody took the jump, only for the simple fact Cordelia was not too receptive to her suggestions or help.

Lia really couldn't understand it.

…

Well, with that done Lia just walked out the front door of the office; the issues of the nigh were quashed and now she was free.

Lia took a long draw on the fresh nigh – time air before tapping at her chin as she contemplated what trouble she could get into before sun rise.