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Debbi and Nyotaimori


"Diane desperately needs your help with the Japanese contract" Jeff announced as he entered Debbi's office. It wasn't the sort of thing Debbi expected to hear; Diane the super salesperson having to admit that she needed help from her rival. Nevertheless Debbi was delighted. "Of course. But I thought she was the company's go to person for closing out deals like these ?" Debbi could not resist a little dig. Jeff did not rise to the bait. "Apparently, the Japanese are going into quite a lot of detail about the technicalities of our offer and Diane is sensible enough to put your differences to one side and ask for your telecoms expertise to be brought to bear on the presentation she has scheduled. I expect you to be just as professional. You know the worth of this contract to the company" he warned her. "Of course, whatever it takes" said Debbi.

"She fell for it then ?" laughed Aditty. "Did you ever doubt she would ?" Diane replied. "I just hope that the Japanese don't look too bemused when she launches into her presentation after we've already been over all the technicalities with them."

Debbi was in her element. Dressed in her stylish charcoal trouser suit, she looked every inch the successful business woman as she stressed the elegance and simplicity of the technical solution she and her team had come up with for the Japanese project. She hoped her explanation had not been too technical when she noticed the slightly glazed look in the eyes of some of the Japanese visitors but her fears were assuaged by a polite round of applause when she ended.

"Thank you Diane san" said the head of the Japanese delegation as Debbi finished and they turned back to the sales team. "And this is the young lady who will take part in the nyotaimori ceremony ?" he asked eagerly, looking at Debbi. "Absolutely" agreed Diane. "Wonderful, wonderful" the Japanese were duly impressed. "Er, what ?" whispered Debbi. "Nyota whatsit ?"

"Oh, they just want a special evening to end the negotiations. It's a traditional Japanese thing. You'll have seen their tea ceremonies and so forth ?" Diane answered. Debbi had some vague recollection of seeing such rituals on TV. "Don't worry, the restaurant staff'll guide you through it all" Diane added. "Oh, er, ok, fine" Debbi agreed, as she went to mingle with the attentive delegates. "You don't think she'll look it up ?" Aditty wondered. "Nah, she'll have forgotten the word already if she ever remembered it in the first place. It's not a exactly a word that trips off the tongue for English speakers" she laughed !

"I hear you were a big hit with the Japanese delegation ?" Jeff complimented Debbi. "It was a good presentation if I say so myself" Debbi admitted. "And I do know my stuff" she added. "Yeah but I think you were a big hit personally too ? So much so that they want you to help out at the big celebration dinner tonight ?"

"Well, a girl can't help being hot stuff !" Debbi laughed. "Now, now" admonished Jeff playfully. "Some sort of traditional Japanese thing ?" he asked. "Apparently" said Debbi. "Diane said it was like their tea ceremonies or something. I'm supposed to get there an hour early so they can show me what to do. The only problem is that she's arranged it at Wagas, which is a bit naff."

"Maybe but that's the only Japanese style restaurant for miles around. Diane will know what she's doing. Do you have to dress like a geisha ?" wondered Jeff. Debbi laughed. "No, Diane said to come dressed normally" she answered. "Pity. I'd have liked to see you dolled up like that" Jeff chuckled. "Oh, are you coming ?" said Debbi. "Yes, and the MD. Otherwise it's just Diane and the Japanese."

*****

Back at their hotel, the Japanese delegates were most certainly looking forward to the evening as they chatted eagerly amongst themselves.

"That Debbi san is very pretty".

"Yes, I can't believe she has agreed to be the centrepiece for the nyotaimori."

"It is unusual. When I've seen it done before in the west, it's always been some semi prostitute and not very attractive."

"They must want the contract really bad !"

"I guess. She is good looking, though from what I could see her tits aren't the biggest ?"

"More traditional then, more Asian ?"

"Her ass filled out those tight trousers nicely though. Pity she'll be lying on that."

"We can ask them to flip her for the dessert course !"

They laughed happily in anticipation of the evening.

"Free meal tonight then Deb ?" Carol called as Debbi prepared to leave the office. "Well, I'm supposed to be helping out with some tea ceremony or something for the Japanese but I'm sure they'll feed me" she laughed. "They must have taken a shine to you" said Carol. "Can't help it if I'm sexy" Debbi joked, shaking her ass at her assistant. "You wearing that suit ?" Carol asked. "Yeah" said Debbi. "No time to go home and change, they have to explain to me at the restaurant what I need to do."

"Enjoy the food then" said Carol. "Derek and I are down there tonight going to the movies but we'll have to make do with fish and chips afterwards !"

There was no sign of Diane yet when Debbi arrived at the Japanese restaurant. "I'm with the company booking. I'm taking part in the ceremony for the Japanese delegation ?" she announced to the front of house manager, who gave her an appreciative appraisal as he looked her body up and down. "Someone's supposed to be showing me what to do ?" she continued. "There's not a lot to it really, you've got quite a passive role but a vital one" the manager laughed. "Oh, good" said Debbi. "We're all quite excited about it, we haven't ever actually had a nyotaimori function. It's very brave of you. I'll show you through to the kitchen and we can start to prepare things !"

Debbi failed to see what was brave about what she would be doing but she let it slide. Although the restaurant was one of a chain specializing in Japanese cuisine, most of the food was prepared in London and shipped out to them and the staff were mainly low paid British students, apart from the head chef who was Chinese and was experienced working in Asian restaurants. "This is the lady who's taking part for the nyotaimori" the manager announced as he brought her into the kitchen. "Hi, I'm Debbi" she introduced herself. Surely that wasn't a wolf whistle that she heard ? "I'll leave you to it Li" the manager said to the chef. "I've got to arrange the set up for this company booking with the table and seating."

Apart from Li, there were five other kitchen and waiting staff. All typical kids from the local college it seemed to Debbi. "So, you're going to explain what I have to do?" Debbi asked brightly. "Not much to explain, you just have to lie there and look pretty, which should be no problem for you" answered Li. Debbi was confused. "Nothing ceremonial ?" she wondered. "Not really" Li replied. "But time's getting on, we'd better get started. You can take your clothes off in the staff room, Jenny'll show you." He indicated one of the waitresses.

Debbi was more confused. "Take my clothes off ? Diane didn't say anything about a costume." Why were the staff laughing ? "That's because there isn't one. You do know what nyotaimori is ?" Li enquired. "Some sort of tea ceremony or something I thought" answered Debbi, to the accompaniment of more laughter. "Not exactly. Look, here's a photo." Li took out his phone. Debbi was aghast to see a naked girl laid out on a low slung table, her only covering a layer of edible sea food !

At that precise moment Diane arrived in the kitchen. "You knew didn't you ?" Debbi exclaimed angrily, waving Li's phone with the explanatory photo at her rival. Diane just grinned. "You stitched me up" Debbi continued to fume. "You said it was some sort of tea ceremony !"

"Excuse me but I said nothing of the sort. You made that assumption and I just replied that it was something like that. It is Japanese after all. It's not my fault that you're too dim to do any research" Diane replied. "How am I supposed to look up nyotwhatsit ? I can't even spell it !" shouted Debbi. "Nor pronounce it is seems" laughed Diane. "What if I won't do it ?" yelled Debbi. "Then we are going to have some very disappointed Japanese" replied Diane. "Almost certainly so disappointed that they cancel the contract. And it'll be clear to Jeff and the MD who's fault that will be !"

Debbi scowled at her. "And why did you invite the MD ?" She whined. Diane smiled as she could see that the argument was already won. "It'd look pretty strange not to have him at a celebration dinner for the most important new contract of the year so far" she said.

"Look ladies, we really don't have time for this. There's a lot of preparation to do" Li interrupted. "Yes" agreed Diane. Jeff came with me, the MD's on the way and the Japanese'll be here any minute."

"Jenny, show Debbi the staff room where she can get undressed" Li repeated the instruction from earlier. Diane grinned as Debbi traipsed after the student.

Debbi remained furious as she stripped down to her bra and pants. "I'm keeping these on" she said defiantly to the girl who had stayed in the staff room watching her. "It's not up to me" Jenny answered. "We've never done this before, only Li knows what he's doing" she continued. That did not fill Debbi with confidence either, as she left the relative privacy of the staff room and emerged back in the kitchen clad only in her underwear.

"That's no good, those have got to come off too" Li pronounced when he saw the offending garments. "I'm not taking these off" Debbi insisted, acutely aware of the interested gaze of the other four kitchen staff. "You have to" Li replied. "It's food hygiene standards. Do you want me to get your colleague back in here ?" he threatened.

"Sod it" Debbi sighed and turned back towards the staff room. "Is there anywhere I can leave my clothes ?" She had left her outer clothing draped over a chairback. "She can put them in your locker Jen" Li suggested. "'Spose so" the girl agreed unenthusiastically.

"Oh for goodness sake, that won't do either !" exclaimed Li, as the now naked Debbi emerged from the staff room once more. "I'm bloody naked, what more do you want ?" Debbi protested, acutely aware of the heightened attention of the male members of the kitchen staff and the disdain of the two female waitresses. "It's those" Li explained, pointing to the landing strip that Debbi had recently regrown by way of a change from the clean shaven look she had been sporting. " We can't have the diners getting your short and curlies caught up in their teeth !"

"I don't suppose you've got a shaver in your bag ?" Li asked Debbi who shook her head. "Anyone got a shaver ?" Li called. "I've got a bikini genie in the car" Jenny admitted. "Do you mind if we use it on her ?" said Li. Jenny studied Debbi's pubic region. "She looks clean enough I suppose and I guess I can rinse it after" the student reluctantly agreed. "Quick, run and get it then" Li commanded. "And you" he said, turning to Debbi, "get in the sink !"

"The sink ?" cried Debbi. "Yes, we've got to wipe you down for hygiene purposes before dressing you with the food anyway" responded Li. "But the sink ?" Debbi repeated. "That's what I said, the sink. It's big enough, not like in your kitchen at home. And it's clean, we haven't used it for washing up since lunchtime."

"But isn't there a shower ?" Debbi persisted. "Would I dump you in the sink if there was a shower ?" Li was losing patience. "Now get in !" Debbi blushed to think of the view she was presenting as she lifted one leg to climb into the industrial sized sink. Sure, it was bigger than her sink at home but it was significantly smaller than a bath. "Sit up on the draining board first, we've got to shave you" instructed Jenny who by now had returned wielding her bikini genie. "I can do it myself" said Debbi, as she planted her bum on the side of the sink and spread her legs. "Better if Jenny does it, we're running out of time and she'll have a better view to make sure nothing's missed" Li decided.

Debbi was mortified as the younger girl got started between her legs. There was a large window by the sink looking out into the dark service yard and Debbi hoped there weren't any people out there peering into the brightly lit kitchen. Debbi winced as Jenny began scraping. "Don't worry, another of my part time jobs was at a beautician" Jenny reassured her.

Diane roared with laughter as she returned to the kitchen at this point. "What's going on here ?" she laughed. "We're just prepping Debbi for the meal" answered Li. "Well, hurry up, they're all here now and they're hungry and eager !" said Diane. "There, all done" Jenny announced as she began running water into the sink. "See if you can sit in" the girl ordered Debbi. It was a tight squeeze as Debbi contorted herself to be able to sit in the sink, knees to her chest. "Oo" she exclaimed. "Not too hot ?" Jenny asked. "No, the reverse" said Debbi.

Diane stayed to watch the fun as Li and Jenny worked a cloth doused in washing up liquid all over Debbi's body. "Twist around if you can so we can wash your bum" the student instructed and Debbi contorted herself once more, much to Diane's amusement. "Well, this is fun but I'd better get back to the party and keep the Saki flowing while we wait for the piece de resistance" she giggled.

Debbi was lying naked, flat on her back on a trolley. "You don't say a word while you are out there and you don't look at anyone" Li was instructing her. "Just lie there and look at the ceiling. Don't move and try to regulate your breathing so that the food doesn't slide off you." The chef had just finished strategically placing bamboo leaves on Debbi's rib cage, stomach, arms and thighs and was now covering these with tasty morsels of seafood. He then slid a leaf over her pussy. "I've got the best squid to go here" he announced. Debbi tried to avoid squirming as the tentacles seemed to grip around her sensitive area !

"And we save the choicest items to go here. No leaves, diners normally like to slurp them straight off the flesh" Li concluded, as he attached his top of the range sushi to Debbi's nipples !

"Ok, show time" Li announced as he and Jenny began wheeling the trolley out of the kitchen and into the main restaurant. They had to make their way through all the regular diners and over to the front of the restaurant, where the manager had thought it would be a good publicity stunt to have Debbi prominently displayed to passers by. The Japanese delegation had made no objection and Diane was delighted !

The regular diners were happy with the exotic spectacle that gave an unexpected twist to their evening out. Jeff and the MD were taken aback by Debbi's appearance, given that they were assuming she would be partaking in a tea ceremony. But they had already consumed several glasses of Saki and were in a mellow mood to partake fully in the festivities. Plus, it was clear that the Japanese were relishing the prospect of their meal and that the contract was as good as sealed !

The only one less than delighted was Debbi, who remained mute as Li and Jenny expertly transferred the tray, on which she was splayed out, from the trolley to the brightly lit table that was in full view of anybody walking past outside in the busy restaurant area !

"Before we start, we just need some photos of this delightful spread" announced Diane. "Both for our company magazine to illustrate the article celebrating our new contract and also for the restaurant to use on their website and publicity leaflets !"

The grinning diners all gathered around Debbi to happily pose for the camera. Debbi could only lie there immobile and stare at the ceiling. True, her modesty was currently preserved to some extent by the strategically placed seafood but it was hardly the image of herself that she would have wanted to see portrayed.

Once Diane had satisfied herself, the photos having come out to her satisfaction with Debbi clearly recognizable, the guests began consuming the feast. They all seemed to have the same idea about delayed gratification and began eating the morsels that were laid out on the less provocative parts of Debbi's body.

"I wonder how the tea ceremony's getting on in Waga's" Carol remarked to her husband Derek, as they left the cinema having enjoyed the latest blockbuster. "Quite a crowd around their window by the look of it" Derek replied. Many of those who had just left the cinema had had their interest captured by something or other and they all seemed to be in high spirits and taking photos. "That's our crowd at the table in the window I think" said Carol as they drew closer. "Blimey, I think that must be a first for Waga's" Derek called as he saw the extravagant spread displayed in the window, with gradually increasing amounts of bare flesh becoming visible. "Bloody hell, that's Debbi !" exclaimed Carol.

The food gradually disappeared from Debbi's arms, thighs and rib cage, the bamboo leaves on which the food had been laid out sliding off too in the process. Debbi lay there, trying to allow the lights into which she was gazing to assist her in zoning out. But her efforts to do so were disrupted by Diane announcing that the head of the Japanese delegation had requested that the tasty morsels adorning Debbi's tits were to be reserved for Jeff and the MD and explaining that they were not to use their chopsticks but were to lean across and eat them directly off of Debbi's nipples !

Thoughts of what his wife Audrey would think, not to mention the inappropriateness of chewing on the nipples of his business protégé, caused Jeff to hesitate. But the Saki had reduced his inhibitions and when he saw the relish with which the MD started to approach the task, he soon followed suit. Debbi could not believe it. Here were the head of her company and her immediate boss gobbling sushi off of her bare breasts. And the MD had no compunction about returning to suck directly on her nipples once he had swallowed his food. He even grasped the erect nipple between his teeth !

Both Jeff and the MD were too pre-occupied to notice Diane surreptitiously recording the scene. Who knew when photos of them both suckling the breasts of their comely employee might come in handy ?

Debbi was now fully denuded of her culinary covering apart from the centrepiece provided by the tentacled squid placed over her pussy. The honour of removing and consuming this had been left to the head of the Japanese delegation. Deftly wielding his chopsticks he lifted the mollusc to his mouth, at the same time whisking the one remaining bamboo leaf off to one side.

There were muted cheers from the small crowd that had gathered at the window now that Debbi's full nudity had been revealed. Of course nobody would admit that the naked woman was the main attraction of the nyotaimori ceremony but it was hard to ignore that fact now that there was nothing obstructing the view of Debbi's charms. She continued to lie there, hoping that she would now be wheeled back to the comparative safety of the kitchen but there seemed no hurry to clear the table while another round of Saki was ordered !

Carol and Derek had been watching avidly outside the front window of the restaurant as more and more of Debbi's bare form was revealed. "Come on, sod fish and chips, let's go in here for a bite to eat" said Carol. "I don't like sushi" complained Derek. "No but I can see you like naked Debbi" Carol retorted. "Anyway, they do other food besides sushi."

"Hi Jeff, Diane" Carol cried cheerfully, as she led Derek over to the table where the now completely nude Debbi remained splayed out. "We've been to the movies and when we came out we saw this crowd around the window. You're causing quite a stir !" Jeff introduced Carol to the Japanese as another of his employees, Debbi's assistant. "Sorry I can't invite you to join us" said Diane, whose relationship with Carol was still frosty after Carol swapped allegiances to some extent. "But this is for senior executives only" she added cattily. "No worries, there's a free table just over there" said Carol. "But Deb" she continued, finally acknowledging the presence of her boss. "I thought you said this was going to be a tea ceremony ?"

"She's not allowed to talk while she's in this role" Diane interrupted. "But that was a misunderstanding on her part. It would have taken far too much time to teach her how to perform the tea ceremony. This way all she has to do is lie on her back. I'm sure she's used to making her living that way !"

"Well, it wouldn't be the first time that Debbi's got the wrong end of the stick" Carol admitted with a laugh, ignoring Diane's innuendo. She was interrupted again by Li and Jenny arriving with a trolley full of enticing looking Japanese desserts. Li addressed the table. "Yoshimori san has requested that we serve the selection of desserts in a similar way to the seafood, so if you just bear with us while we reset the table." The head of the Japanese delegation Yoshimori was a 'bum man' and wanted to feast his eyes on Debbi's posterior that he had seen so pertly displayed in her tight trousers at the presentation, so he had made this request. "Please to turn over onto your stomach Debbi san" Li requested.

Having been lying on her back for over half an hour, staring into the ceiling lights and trying to zone out, Debbi was disoriented as she tried to adjust to this new and unexpected demand. She gave all those at the table and those still gathered outside an enticing view between her legs as she unsteadily lifted herself and turned over. Li told her to prop herself up on her elbows and arch her back, while he placed small plastic trays on the small of her back just above her ass and also on the back of her thighs. Onto these, he placed various sugary delicacies.

Propped up as she was, Debbi displayed plenty of side boob as well as her ass. In this new position, she found she was staring into a mirror that enabled her to see just how much interest was being shown in her by the other customers in the restaurant, including Carol and Derek who had now found a table close by and were ordering their food from the waitress Jenny ! She now found it that much more difficult to zone out.

Propped up on her elbows, Debbi lay there watching the reflection as the sweet dessert parcels slowly disappeared from the tray placed on her naked back. The conversation swirled around her and became louder and more raucous with the Saki that was being consumed. They were talking as if she wasn't there, though she knew everyone was enjoying her nudity. But it was as if she was simply a piece of furniture, which in effect she was. One of the junior Japanese administered a firm slap to her bare bum, which elicited a mild rebuke from the head of the delegation but was generally received with much amusement by everyone else in the restaurant.

Debbi began to fret about how she was going to get back to the kitchen and her clothes. She had been wheeled in here on a trolley and obscured to some extent by the seafood arrangement. But now she was totally naked. Would she be slid onto the trolley again for her exit ? She did not have to wait long to find out. Li arrived to collect the now empty dessert trays and the front of house manager also approached. "Please feel free to continue drinking and we can provide coffee later too if required. But we will now clear the table to give you more room. You can return to the kitchen with Li now young lady" he addressed Debbi.

Given license to move at last, Debbi turned her head and body. There was no trolley. There was no robe. It seemed she was supposed to walk naked right through the restaurant to the back ! None of the men thought to offer her their jacket. Room was made as she clambered inelegantly off of the table and stood up. Diners in the restaurant and those who were still gathered outside the window appreciated the spectacle of their table decoration suddenly becoming alive and moving. Debbi just wanted to get to the sanctuary of the kitchen but was delayed by the MD inviting her to return to join them once she had got dressed. She stood there awkwardly facing her colleagues and clients, painfully aware of them taking in her full frontal nudity.

Finally turning away to commence the walk to the kitchen, she was further delayed by Carol calling from her table. "Deb, great to see you" said Derek, getting up to greet her with a big bear hug ! "That's enough of that" Carol rebuked him good naturedly. "Deb" she continued "just wanted to say that I finished the holiday rota after you'd left and it's in a doc on the system ready for you to check."

"Oh, er, great, um, I'll check it tomorrow" Debbi mumbled, knowing full well that every eye in the restaurant was focused upon her naked form. "Only I think you'll like the solution I've come up with to resolve the clash between Stew and Sandra's leave requests" Carol persisted. "Yeah, right, er, thanks, great. But I really have to get through and get my clothes" stammered Debbi, hastily resuming her trek through the restaurant, eyes downcast.

Reaching the relative privacy of the kitchen was a relief to Debbi, though once more being naked in close proximity to the grinning students who made up the part time staff was still uncomfortable. She wanted to get dressed as quickly as she could but she did not want to put her clothes on before removing any possible traces of the food that had been adorning her body.

"You can't get in the sink now, it's full of regular washing up" one of the guys laughed. "There's a small sink for washing hands in the staff toilet, you can use that" offered Li.

"Eurgh !" gasped Debbi as she entered the grubby wash room and shuddered at the thought of what her bare feet might be stepping on. She should have at least put her shoes on. The wash basin was far too small to get into of course but she ran water into it and used the liquid soap to superficially cleanse as best she could those areas of her body that might have been contaminated. She used a brush that was there to clear a path to the door and then put both her feet in turn onto the sink to wash off anything nasty !

Towel, towel, thought Debbi. No bloody towel. Although she shuddered to think what the state of any towel that might have been in there would have been. The only thing there was a wall mounted hand dryer. Debbi used it to dry her hands and then tried various contortions to get other parts of her body under the blast of hot air ! Thank goodness no-one can see this, she thought.

Dripping only slightly by this time, she re-emerged into the main kitchen area. "Where's Jenny ?" she asked, enquiring after the waitress. "She's gone, we're only part time and she started her shift at five" one of the others replied. "But she's left the key to her locker ?" cried Debbi, panicking. "Hasn't left it with any of us" was the response. "But my clothes are locked in there. You must have a duplicate ?" she asked Li desperately. "No duplicate, we value our employees privacy" Li replied. "But you must have her address ? Couldn't someone go round and ask her for it ?" Debbi was clutching at straws. "She hasn't gone home" said the other girl in the kitchen. "She's gone clubbing."

Of course, this whole back and forth was being carried out while Debbi stood there in the middle of the kitchen completely naked. "But I'm naked !" she emphasized, as if it needed any emphasis. "What can I wear ?" she wailed. "I guess we could lend you Jenny's apron" Li suggested.

Debbi was still standing naked in the middle of the kitchen when Diane burst in. "Aren't you dressed yet ? The MD sent me in to ask where you are. The Japs want to congratulate you but for what goodness knows, you didn't do anything except lie there looking stupid !"

Debbi explained her predicament to Diane. Not that she expected any sympathy and in that she was not disappointed. "Well I don't see the problem. Li's offered you a perfectly good solution. Just hurry up and put the apron on and I'll go and explain to the others what's going on. Everyone out there's seen your bits anyway."

Debbi took the garment being offered and tried her best to arrange it for maximum coverage but she was fighting a losing battle. The apron just about covered her tits at the front and it did hide her pussy pretty well. But it displayed acres of side boob and however hard she attempted to stretch it, the back was completely bare.

Debbi felt her face burning once more as she re-entered the restaurant and hurried across to the table where a seat had been brought in for her. Carol and Derek had also been invited to join the party now that the main meal was over and everyone was settling into drinks and coffee. "Ah, there you are Debbi. Our Japanese guests were most anxious to officially greet and thank you now that you are no longer portraying a silent serving dish" chuckled the MD. "Diane has explained why you are still dressed somewhat unconventionally" he added. The chair on which Debbi was perched revealed much of her bare bum to the main restaurant and it was a hopeless task to stop the sides of her tits tumbling free every once in a while.

"At least you have something to wear to drive home in Deb" Carol tried to console her. "But that's just the point" Debbi wailed. "My car keys are in that girl's locker too. And my house keys" she continued, only now herself coming to terms with the extent of her dilemma. The Japanese began to murmur among themselves. "Maybe the young lady could sleep in the chair in one of our rooms ?" the delegate head suggested. "Um, very kind but I couldn't intrude" said Debbi hastily. "I'm sure Debbi could stay with Diane overnight" offered Jeff. "Er, I don't think so" replied Debbi and Diane vociferously and in unison !

"It's not a problem, you can sleep on the couch at our place. I'm sure we can find something of Charlotte's for you to wear in the morning" decided Carol. "There, that's all settled" the MD said happily. "Now you can relax and enjoy the rest of the evening with us !"

Carol's solution wasn't ideal but Debbi could not think of any better alternative. "Don't that old couple next door to you have a spare key for emergencies ?" Carol suddenly remembered. "Yeah" said Debbi. "But it's the other way round at the moment. They've gone away for a week's break and I've got their key. I'm supposed to feed their cat. God, it's going to be starving" she realized. "Don't worry, cat's are resourceful. It'll kill something or other" reasoned Derek.

Debbi had no desire to be sitting there making small talk while so inadequately clothed but nobody else seemed to be in any hurry to bring the evening to a close. But eventually, things did wind down and people began to get up to leave. Which presented Debbi with another problem, since standing left her even more exposed. The Japanese politely lined up to shake her hand. "Thanks again for making the evening so memorable Debbi" said the MD. "Don't forget that you'll be making the final technical presentation tomorrow before our new clients leave for their flight" he added. "Yeah, hope you get some more clothes before that Deb" Diane smirked.

"I hope you're parked close by ?" Debbi asked Carol as they finally left the restaurant. She tried to clutch as much of the apron around herself as possible but she still provided plenty of tantalizing glimpses of bare flesh. "Afraid not Deb" Carol replied. "We had to park in the multi-storey." Which meant a barefooted five minute walk through town. The pubs were chucking out and groups of revellers took great delight in calling out at the strangely attired woman who huddled as close as possible to Carol and Derek. As they passed between two high rises, a gust of wind caught hold of the apron and lifted it high above Debbi's waist; a scene that was caught on several phones as she tried vainly to bring it back under some sort of control !

As they passed a kebab shop Derek asked "Did they feed you Deb ?"

"No, not even a mouthful of poxy sushi" was the reply. "You must be starving. Let me get you a kebab." Debbi was starving and the smell of the food was making her salivate. She would still rather have got somewhere out of public view but Derek was insistent. He went in to order the Turkish delicacy, while Carol and Debbi stood facing the street. That way Debbi was relatively well covered as far as anyone passing was concerned, though she didn't realize that they had their backs to the shop window through which a full moon was being presented to those inside !

Debbi normally would not let anything as gross as a kebab pass her lips but in the context of this evening, she fell upon it ravenously, with the consequence that she was less careful with her lack of clothing and a few more lucky passers by were treated to a more extensive reveal of her body. "You get in the front with Derek" said Carol when they finally arrived back at their car.

"Mum, why's there a naked lady in the living room ?" asked Charlotte as she sleepily entered the kitchen where Carol and Derek were having breakfast. "That's no lady, that's Debbi" laughed Carol. "I know it's Debbi, I was joking. But what's she doing there and why's she naked ?" Charlotte continued. "How do you know she's naked ? We gave her blankets." Carol didn't directly answer the question. "They're thrown on the floor and she's spread out there with all her bits on show" Charlotte explained. Derek got up and made to leave the room. "And where do you think you're going ?" demanded Carol. "To get my camera before she wakes up" Derek laughed. Carol rolled her eyes.

Debbi had been relieved that all was quiet when they had arrived back at Carol's the previous evening. Charlotte had already gone to bed since she had college in the morning. The couch was not the most comfortable for sleeping on and Debbi lay awake for an hour or so, her mind replaying that evening's debacle and trying to come up with a solution to her dilemma for the morning. But when she did eventually fall asleep, she was dead to the world. It was warm and stuffy in the room and at some point in her sleep she had shrugged off the blankets, leaving her as Charlotte found her.

"We need to borrow some clothes of yours for her" Carol said, after she had finished telling Charlotte about the events of the previous night. "But I'm bigger than her, nothing'll fit" Charlotte pointed out. "What about any old clothes from when you were younger ?" suggested Carol. "Like when I was 13 ? You know I was always big for my age" her 18 year old daughter laughed. "Well, just see what you can find" Carol replied.

"Seems a pity to wake her" said Carol as she and Charlotte joined Derek in the living room, where he was happily recording the scene on his phone. "Sleeping like a baby" he observed. "Like a baby that's waiting for her nappy to be put on" laughed Charlotte, referring to the spread-eagled pose the sleeping Debbi was currently in. "Better cover her with the blanket so's not to embarrass her" decided Carol, tucking Debbi in before gently shaking her shoulder.

"Deb, time to wake up" said Carol quietly, as she gently shook Debbi's shoulder once more. Debbi stirred but she was totally disoriented. She registered that she wasn't in her own bed but where was she ? Opening her eyes she saw she wasn't alone. Carol and her family; what was she doing here ? "Carol ?" she said questioningly. She sat bolt upright and the blanket fell away leaving her topless. "Gosh, oh, sorry, sorry, how rude" she hastily apologized as she pulled the blanket back around herself.

"No worries" laughed Carol. "I'll go and get you a dressing gown. I wouldn't have bothered to wake you but it is a work day and you have that presentation to give to the Japanese before they leave." Debbi groaned as the events of last night came back to her, along with her predicament this morning. "But what am I going to wear ? I can't get my stuff back from that waitress Jenny until she shows up for her shift tonight" she moaned. "We'll find something of Charlie's for you" Carol reassured her. "It may not be ideal but it'll be better than nothing, which is what you're currently wearing !" she grinned. Debbi peaked under the blanket to see that was indeed the case.

"Go and take a shower, I'll leave the dressing gown outside the door. You'll still have time for breakfast. Jeff won't mind us being a little late as long as you're there for the presentation." Debbi gathered the blanket around herself and headed for the stairs.

"Can she borrow a pair of your knickers ?" Carol asked her daughter. "Sure, not a problem" agreed Charlotte, who always found Debbi to be a laugh. "But goodness knows what else will fit her." She began to rummage through the back of her wardrobe and started to laugh. "How about these ?" she joked, holding up a couple of garments. "Perfect" agreed Carol. "Mum, I was joking ! She couldn't wear these to work" objected Charlotte. But there remained within Carol a lingering trace of the mischief with which she had conspired against Debbi in the past. "Nonsense" she proclaimed. "And anyway, you said yourself that there isn't much of yours that would fit her and it seems as if those would do."

Charlotte laughed again. She could see there was an element of truth in that. "Ok, it's just a pity I've got to get off to college now and won't be able to see her wearing them !"

Debbi's mood lifted a little as she luxuriated under the shower. She still couldn't believe what they had made her do to clinch the contract yesterday but at the end of the day, the contract was the main thing and she hoped Jeff and the MD would be grateful at the next pay review. She still had today to get through though and would feel much better by this evening when she got her own stuff and keys back.

True to her word, Carol had left a dressing gown on the door handle outside the bathroom and Debbi put that on and went down to the kitchen to see what there was for breakfast. Having scoffed that kebab last night, she wasn't very hungry but toast and coffee made her feel even more like herself. "Come upstairs and I'll show you what we've got for you to wear" said Carol. "There wasn't much choice I'm afraid given the size discrepancy between Charlie and you but at least you'll be decent." "Thanks Carol, I appreciate it" Debbi replied, not registering the slight smirk on Carol's face.

"Charlie's left these knickers" continued Carol in the bedroom as Debbi shrugged off the dressing gown. There was a time when she would have never dreamt of being naked in front of her assistant but now it was a commonplace so she could not be embarrassed. She was happy to feel the knickers against her skin, the first proper item of clothing she had worn for over 14 hours even if it was only a red thong. "Then there are these" said Carol. "What ?!" cried Debbi, incredulous. Carol was holding up a top that looked little more than a sports bra and a pair of cut-off jeans. "Well, I did explain that there was hardly anything in your size" Carol answered defensively.

"But surely she must have a t-shirt ?" Debbi argued, holding the top against herself. "It wouldn't matter if that was a bit too big for me." "I thought that too" Carol stonewalled. "But Charlie said t-shirts are out of fashion now" she lied, knowing perfectly well her daughter had a draw full of them. "But I wear them at home all the time ?" asserted Debbi. "Well, that's the young people of today for you, tastes change" said Carol. "But I'm only 26, there's not that much difference in age to Charlie ?" This time Carol did not offer a reply and waited a few seconds until Debbi cursed and squeezed herself into the top. Her midriff was bare and although her breasts were well supported, she could see her nipples poking through the fabric.

"And there's really nothing better than these ?" said Debbi, more in hope than expectation as she held up the cut-offs ? "Afraid not" Carol replied apologetically. Debbi stepped into them and pulled them up... And up... And up. The shorts seemed to travel up her legs forever, until they reached her waist and she could fasten them. They had been the cause of great conflict between mother and daughter when Charlotte had bought them out of her pocket money at age 13. They had been brief enough to begin with but Charlotte had hacked off a couple more inches from the back and her mother had forbade her to wear them. As it was, there was now only a sliver of denim holding the crotch together where it cut into Debbi at the front and disappeared between her legs. She twisted to look at herself in the mirror. "Oh for goodness sake, half my ass is hanging out" she complained.

Probably even more than half, Carol thought, as she decided to play the aggrieved party. "I'm sorry you don't think our help's good enough" she said. "No, no. I'm sorry. I'm grateful, I really am. If I was just going home from here it wouldn't be so bad but I've got to wear this all day at work." Debbi was apologetic. "Speaking of which, we'd better get going" said Carol. "We don't want to be too late !" "What about shoes ?" Debbi realized as almost an afterthought. "Oh yeah, I thought these old ones of mine would be ok, they're open toed so won't pinch." She offered Debbi a pair of platform soles she had bought back in the nineties during the heyday of the Spice Girls !

Debbi could remember more embarrassing incidents with a higher level of exposure but the embarrassment caused by this outfit went on and on and lasted all day.

She made it from the house to Carol's car without incident but because they were late, the only available slot in the staff car park was right at the far end and she had to walk the entire length of the building past all the offices, where she could see curious eyes looking out. As they entered reception, Patty the receptionist stopped her and asked her to sign for some packages that had been delivered, delaying her and providing visitors who were seated waiting to be met by their hosts with enticing views of her bum cheeks. This seemed to set the pattern for the day.

Her progress across the open plan office that housed her team caused the predictable stir and provoked the expected questions. "I'll explain later" Carol shouted to everyone as she shepherded Debbi into her office. There was nothing that Debbi would have liked better than to spend the entire day working quietly in the relative privacy of her office but for a start there was the presentation she had to give. "How can I give a presentation like this ?" she complained to Carol. "Grit your teeth and go for it" her assistant replied. "Most of the people who are going to be there were there last night and know what happened" she reasoned. "Look, people are naturally going to be curious about why you're dressed as you are" Carol continued. "You don't say ?" interrupted Debbi sarcastically. "So why don't I send out a circular email to everyone explaining ?" Carol suggested.

Before Debbi could agree or disagree, Jeff entered the office. "All set ?" he enquired. "Not exactly" said Debbi. "Look !" and she stood up from behind her desk. "Bloody hell" her boss exclaimed. "Quite" said Debbi. "They're the only spare clothes we had" Carol lied. "I don't suppose I could use the company credit card to run out quick and buy a replacement outfit ?" wondered Debbi, who had been thinking about this possibility. But before Jeff could make a decision on that, Diane burst into the room. Aditty had alerted her to Debbi's arrival and to her state of dress and Diane intended to make the most of it. "I've been sent to fetch you, they're all waiting for you in the board room and the Japs have a plane to catch remember !"



From : Carol

To : All Staff

Re. Debbi's Attire

Some of you may have noticed that Debbi is somewhat casually attired at work today. No, we have not instigated a new dress down day without telling anybody ! However, there is an explanation.

Last night there was a celebration dinner given for our new Japanese customers at Wagas in the town. You will have seen the announcement of this great new deal that Diane sent out. At the very special request of the head of the Japanese delegation, Debbi graciously agreed to be the centrepiece of an old and venerable ceremony where seafood is served off of the body of a naked woman. Look out for a full pictorial report in the forthcoming company newsletter !

To cut a long story short, the evening was a great success but unfortunately at the end of the evening, Debbi found that her clothes and keys were still safely locked away in a staff locker but the girl who had the keys had gone home having finished her shift. Consequently, Debbi was stranded naked ! She stayed the night with me but the only spare clothes available that would fit her are those she is currently wearing and she will not have access to her own things until this evening when the girl reports back for duty at Wagas.

Given this explanation, I trust you will all make the appropriate allowances for the rest of the day.

Carol



Needless to say, Debbi's day continued to be fraught. As Diane whisked her out of the office and towards the board room, Debbi was once again conscious of the grinning faces and of the difficulty of even walking in the ridiculous platform shoes from Carol's teenage past. Her whole body seemed to bounce as she walked.

A brief explanation regarding her outfit was given to those attending the presentation and she then tried to shut out all thought of the views she must be presenting every time she turned to point to something on the white board and concentrate on her technical expertise. It wasn't easy to do so and wasn't helped by the fact that her presentation was being relayed on zoom back to selected executives in Japan who had not been able to make the trip ! Fortunately, the fact that the Japanese delegation had a flight to catch from Heathrow meant there was no further obligation to socialize and Debbi was able to retreat once more to her office.

"Carol, this memo !" she exclaimed once she was back at her desk. "What's wrong with it ? We had to give people some sort of explanation or they would have thought you'd lost your mind or something" Carol defended herself. "Ok but did you have to go into so much detail ? And it makes me sound like a willing volunteer for that degrading spectacle" Debbi complained. "So, would you rather I'd said 'Debbi was once more tricked and made a fool of by Diane' ?" answered Carol somewhat harshly. "Guess not" Debbi conceded.

She made do with a sandwich from Pret for lunch that Carol went and bought for her and she hoped to spend the remainder of the day in her office. However, she had forgotten that HR had arranged an event for candidates for the next graduate intake and Debbi was supposed to give a talk about the company and show them the offices. "I can't do that like this" Debbi protested when Karen arrived to remind her. "It's ok, I've copied the candidates into the memo Carol sent out, so they all know the situation and won't be surprised by how you look !"

Every time Debbi sat or bent over the frayed cut offs rode up further, baring more and more of her bum. She couldn't adjust them since there was precious little material to adjust anyway and walking upstairs to HR with Karen did nothing to help the situation. Karen introduced Debbi to the half dozen candidates. "They've all read Karen's explanation and so know why you are casually dressed today" she said helpfully.

The graduates may have read the memo but that did not prepare them for quite how casually Debbi was dressed. The four males could not help but focus on Debbi's nipples that were now poking prominently through the material of her top in the fierce air conditioning of the meeting room. And then there were the legs that seem to go on and on forever right up to the abbreviated shorts ! The two female candidates just looked on with surprised and scornful smirks on their faces.

With everything else that had been going on, Debbi had not prepared but she stumbled through some platitudes about how it was a dynamic and innovative company but nevertheless a lot of fun to work at. "We work hard and play hard" she intoned, groaning inwardly as she uttered the old cliché.

The idea had been that Debbi would then show them the office where they might be working and Karen thought it a good idea if the candidates could chat informally with some of the Debbi's team. Debbi was forced to lead the way, uncomfortably aware of the rear view she was presenting as she made small talk about the canteen and other facilities.

"Stew and Sandra can tell you all about what we do here" said Debbi before hastily beating a retreat to her office once more. The candidates were less interested in the day to day work of the team than in the intriguing figure of their possible new boss. Stew and Sandra were more than happy to fill them in. "She's not like this every day" Stew began cautiously. "No, just about every couple of weeks" Sandra laughed. "Remember when she went jet skiing in her bra and pants ?"..."And secret Santa !"..."Don't forget Halloween"..."And the bikini car wash that turned into the topless car wash !" The candidates began to think that it might indeed be a fun place to work !

"I'll have to drop you off in the layby Deb" said Carol. The Japanese restaurant was at the far end of the pedestrian precinct and there was no public access until later to the service yard where Debbi had parked her car last night.

Debbi steeled herself for the couple of hundred yards walk. It was Thursday late night shopping and the area was crowded. There weren't any obvious catcalls or whistles but her hyper sensitivity registered any smirks and sniggers. "Piss off" she hissed at a gaggle of giggling teens who had taken to following her.

Further along a group of college girls were seated outside a coffee shop. "Jeez, look at the state of that" exclaimed one, catching sight of Debbi as she approached. "What on earth possessed her to wear that out ? Apart from anything else, she looks a bit old for that kind of look !"

"Deb !" another of the girls suddenly called. Debbi reluctantly turned her head. "Oh, hi Charlotte" she acknowledged Carol's daughter. "So, they fit ok I see ?" Charlotte continued. "Er, well, kind of" acknowledged Debbi. "Um, thanks for the loan. I'll get them back to you" she felt obliged to add. "No rush, it's not as if I'd ever be seen dead in them these days" laughed Charlotte. "No, er, well, thanks again but excuse me, I've got to get to Wagas to get my own stuff" mumbled Debbi. "Ciao for now" Charlotte called after her.

"Who's that ? Those aren't really your clothes are they Charlie ? Look, her ass is almost completely hanging out the back !" the same girl as before enquired. "I bought them when I was 13 and thought they were cool but mum never let me wear them" Charlotte laughed. "Not surprised" replied the other girl, before Charlotte filled them all in on the story of her mother's boss and the debacle in the Japanese restaurant. "But those ridiculous shoes ?" opined another of the group. "Oh god, those were never mine, they're my mum's from her wild teenage years !"

Debbi was finding walking in the aforementioned shoes more and more difficult. Good for working the thigh muscles though I guess, she thought. It was a great relief when she could duck down an alleyway to the service yard and rap on the door to the restaurant. She was happy to see her car still there and not clamped. "They took a lot of persuading not to clamp it, we told them it was there on official business at the restaurant" explained Li as he opened the door. "Interesting look" remarked Jenny the waitress as Debbi entered the kitchen. "These were the only clothes my friend could lend me after you left all my things locked up when you went home" countered Debbi, trying hard not to lose her temper at the girl.

"But it wasn't locked" answered Jenny, "What ?" Debbi cried. "I just pushed the door to. Look, all you have to do is slide your fingernail in and prize it open" she demonstrated. Debbi groaned, her joy at getting her things back heavily diluted by the realization that much of her humiliation today had been completely unnecessary !

[Debbifan]

Debbi and Carol and the Easter Parade


"What are we doing for Easter ?" asked Diane as she wandered into Jeff's office. "Er, I don't know. I hadn't thought. We don't normally bother doing anything special for Easter, everyone just takes the bank holidays off" he replied. "But it's one of those major calendar events that mark the passing of the year" Diane persisted. "We really ought to make the most of all of those as opportunities to raise the company profile and boost team morale."

"Well do you have anything in mind ?" Jeff responded. "As a matter of fact I do" answered Diane. "My connections on the town council informed me they are organizing an Easter Parade. I've enquired about the cost of having a float and it would only be a few hundred pounds from the company social fund" she continued. "That's not a problem" said Jeff. "But what would we do ?" he wondered. "We'll ask all the team to donate a couple of Easter eggs each and we can distribute them via the food bank to under privileged kids. A few of us can dress up in fancy dress and hand out more goodies too as we go along."

"That's typically big hearted of you Diane. What kind of fancy dress ?" Jeff was curious. "Oh, Easter themed. Bonnets and frills, Easter bunnies and chicks, that kind of thing" answered Diane vaguely. "Excellent. And you're volunteering ?" asked Jeff. "Absolutely, Aditty and I are really up for it. But to get the full team on board we could do with more management representation. Do you think you could ask Debbi for me ? For some reason I can't understand, she and Carol always seem to take a contrary view to anything that I come up with and try to sabotage it" Diane continued deviously. "Yes, I had noticed a certain antipathy" agreed Jeff. "Leave Debbi to me. I'll make sure she's fully on board and I'll tell her to co-operate with whatever plans you have, or else !"

"Great" said Diane.

"To be brutally honest Debbi, I've been extremely disappointed with your demeanour over the last few months" Jeff admonished her. He had just talked to Debbi about Diane's idea for the Easter Parade and how he expected her full co-operation. Debbi had been less than enthusiastic !

"But that's not fair. The team's working well and we've hit all our targets" she protested. "That's as maybe" Jeff replied. "But when you reach your level on the management ladder, the job becomes about more than about just hitting targets. You have to present a positive, can do, dynamic front. Just look at Diane and the value she consistently adds to the company." Debbi used to do that but she was aware that she had withdrawn into more of a defensive shell with the arrival of Diane and her constant attempts to undermine her. Why couldn't Jeff see that ? Why was he taken in by the obvious manipulations of Diane ? But instead he continued, "I won't put up with this petty jealousy and resentment that you seem to harbour against Diane. If I hear that you and Carol have been anything less than 100% co-operative over this parade. I shall take a very dim view of it !"

Debbi stormed out. She had never had such a dressing down before, everything normally went swimmingly for her with Jeff. "It's so unfair" she complained to Carol. "It is a pain" her mature assistant agreed. "Derek isn't going to be happy with a microwaved Easter lunch." "Well, I'd planned to go to Manchester to spend the weekend with James" said Debbi, referring to her policeman boyfriend. "Can't he come down here ?" asked Carol. "No, he's not on duty but he's on standby" Debbi answered. "And they're going to make us look ridiculous dressed up as rabbits" she further complained. "Oh well, it could be worse. You see kids out wearing those onesies with floppy ears all the time" Carol tried to pacify her. "Yeah but we're adults, not in kindergarten" Debbi moaned. "But it's Easter and everyone'll be in fancy dress. We'll be handing out chocolate, nobody'll take any notice" Carol reassured her boss.

"Their costumes have arrived from Japan" Aditty announced excitedly. She and Diane had already tried on their sky blue Easter princess costumes with matching bonnets, the dusky south Asian girl enjoying the novelty of wearing a blonde wig. "It's so funny that they just assumed that they'd be dressing up as cute furry animals" Aditty laughed. "Yeah" agreed Diane with a grin. "It's a good job we've got those contacts in Japan now though or we'd have struggled to get a size to fit Carol !" "The guys were very helpful, they just want some pics" confirmed Aditty. "I thought a regular bunny girl outfit would have been funny enough. I'd never heard of a reverse bunny outfit" she added. "Ah, that's where research and an interest in anime and Japanese culture comes in handy" laughed Diane !

Jeff was getting ready to enjoy the start of the parade with his wife Audrey when Diane and Aditty approached. "I'm so sorry to bother you Jeff but you did say to tell you if Debbi and Carol were being uncooperative" she said. "What are they doing now ?" Jeff wanted to know. "It's more a case of what they're not doing" Diane replied. "They don't like the costumes that Aditty went to so much care and trouble to get for them and they're refusing to come out of Debbi's office" she explained. "We'll soon see about that" responded Jeff angrily, heading back into the office building. "What are they anyway ?" he asked. "Easter bunnies" answered Diane. "You and Aditty look delightful as Easter maids I must say" Jeff complimented the pair. "Why thank you" said Diane.

"You can't expect us to go out there like this" Debbi insisted as Jeff entered the office, closely followed by Diane and Aditty. In truth, he was somewhat taken aback by how his protégé and her assistant were dressed but he couldn't back down now and had to support Diane. "Why ever not ? What's the problem ? I did warn you that I expected you to enter fully into the spirit of the thing." "But these costumes are obscene !" Debbi exclaimed. "Nonsense" Jeff replied, though secretly he had to agree that the costumes were indeed very close to being how Debbi had described them. There had been more than a few occasions now when he had seen the private parts of his IT manager but it was a bit of a shock to see her more matronly assistant equally exposed.

Because the reverse bunny suit did what it said on the tin; it covered the areas of the body normally revealed by the standard night club hostess outfit, while leaving those areas normally covered open to public gaze, i.e. tits, ass and pussy !

Debbi and Carol were wearing latex leggings that stopped just below the crotch, plus a neck and shoulder covering that left the breasts bare. Bare bums topped by novelty bunny tails could be glimpsed in the reflection from the office window behind them. Jeff could not help but notice the contrast between Carol's thick thatch of dark pubic hair and the bottle blonde locks on her head that she had recently applied at the first hint of grey.

"We'll get arrested" Debbi was still pleading her case. "But we haven't finished the outfits yet" Aditty piped up. Debbi, Carol and Jeff looked at her quizzically. "I've got some black tape here. We cover the nipples with it and , er, down there" she coyly explained. "There you have it" decided Jeff decisively. "Excellent, problem solved. Good work Aditty. And with those floppy ears and the little tail I can see stuck on the back, you'll be the perfect Easter bunnies !"

"But, but" spluttered Debbi. "No buts. I expect to see you two outside in five minutes !" declared Jeff.

Aditty cut the strips of tape as small as she dared as she affixed them to Debbi's nipples. She handed the third strip to Debbi. "Here, you can put that one on yourself" she asserted, with a grin and a brief glance down at Debbi's pussy. "I hope you two aren't going to be any more trouble on the parade, it's taken a lot of careful organizing" Diane laughed, as Aditty had to cut larger strips of tape to cover Carol's more extensive areolas. "Fuck off Diane" was Debbi's petulant reply, which only served to cause Diane to laugh even harder.

"You don't need any tape for down there, that bush covers everything" Aditty suggested to Carol. "I want tape" Carol insisted. "It'll smart when you tear it off afterwards and it snags on the hair" Debbi warned. "We could shave you ?" Aditty offered. "No time" said Diane. "On your own head be it" said Aditty as she offered a final piece of tape to Carol.

Carol had just finished fixing that when Karen from HR entered the office wielding an up market camera. "Jeff asked me to get a photo of you four lovely ladies in costume for the cover of next month's company magazine." She did a double take at Debbi and Carol. "Blimey, those costumes are a bit daring !" she exclaimed. "I know but Aditty and I were prepared to make sacrifices for the good of the company" said Diane deadpan. Karen laughed. "I was talking about Debbi and Carol" she explained unnecessarily. "OK, so you two get in the middle and Diane and Aditty stand on either side. Then you two maids turn and hold your arms out as if you're introducing and displaying Debbi and Carol."

"I don't know what to do with my arms" said Carol, unused to posing. "Flash some peace signs both of you" suggested Karen. "Not so glum, big cheesy smiles. Excellent, that's gonna make a great cover. Especially as this is the first month we're sending some copies over to our new Japanese partners and Jeff also wants to start distributing the mag to our local customers too !"

"I'll kill her" said Carol when she and Debbi were left momentarily alone as they put on the vertiginous heels that Diane had selected for them to wear. Debbi fumed silently. "Come on, let's get it over with" she sighed finally.

"I hope it doesn't rain, I can't see that tape staying on if it gets wet" Aditty was saying to Diane outside while they waited. "I wouldn't worry about that" Diane replied. "When I looked on the pack in the store it said 'not suitable to be worn, since body heat reduces adhesion' !"

Though they knew that it would only be a brief respite, Debbi and Carol were relieved that there was only a sparse group of people in the company parking lot when they emerged from the office. It was Easter Monday and so nobody was at work apart from Gilbert the security guard who was delighted to see the bizarre costumes being sported by the comely pair. Otherwise, apart from Diane and Aditty, the only people there were Stew, who was to drive the float, and Karen who would be taking further candid photos during the parade for the inside spread in the company magazine. Debbi knew though that many others from the company were likely to be lining the route of the parade, as well as friends from the pub, neighbours and who knew who else.

The float was festooned with ribbons and bedecked with flowers. There was a throne on which the Easter princesses Diane and Aditty would sit and they would throw flowers to the crowd from baskets of daffodils. "Where do we sit ?" asked Debbi, eyeing the float suspiciously. "Oh, you two go out in front ahead of us" explained Diane. "Your hoppers are there !"

"Our what ?" exploded Debbi, looking at two large inflatable balls painted to look like Easter eggs. "Your hoppers" replied Diane. "We thought as you were Easter bunnies it would be fun to have you bouncing along in front on those hopalongs. Like bunnies frolicking !" Diane struggled to keep a straight face.

"I'm not making a spectacle of myself on those" announced Carol, who recalled playing on a similar hopper they had bought for her daughter Charlotte ten or twelve years ago. Unlike Debbi who had never sat on one in her life but was quick to support her assistant. "Je-eff" Diane called out after the disappearing back of their boss who was headed for the start of the parade. "They're still not co-operating !" Jeff half turned. "Sorry, what was that ?" he yelled back, having not heard properly what Diane had said. "Don't worry" Debbi called hastily. "It doesn't matter." She turned back to Diane. "Cow !" she exclaimed. "What ?" laughed Diane innocently. "Anyway, you won't be on there all the time. Sometimes you'll be getting off to go into the crowd and distribute chocolate eggs" she continued. "I've never even sat on one before" Debbi complained. "Well then, have a little practice first around the car park" Diane suggested.

For a comical spectacle, it was hard to beat the sight of Debbi wearing the reverse bunny costume and bouncing around the empty car park on her practice session. Gilbert would be sure to review his CCTV security footage later !

"What do I do ?" Debbi had asked. "Just straddle the ball, grab the handles and propel yourself forward. Your feet should reach the ground" Aditty explained. "In these heels ?" Debbi pointed out. "Well, not the ideal footwear perhaps but I'm sure you'll manage" Diane laughed. "Just keep the heel tips away from the hopper, you don't want to burst the ball" she observed.

As soon as Debbi spread her legs to straddle the ball, a problem became apparent that she did not initially realize. This action immediately put added pressure on the strip of black tape covering her pussy, pulling on it and weakening the adhesion. But she was determined to master the technique, anxious to avoid any more recriminations from Jeff. God, I must look ridiculous she thought, as she began to move forward and found her perky breasts bouncing in sympathy with the ball !

"OK, enough practice. All set ?" called Diane. "Can't we just carry these until we reach the parade?" asked Debbi as she clambered off the ball, not noticing that her pussy strip was already starting to peel. "No, much better if you get some more practice" Diane insisted. Thus the mini procession set off out of the car park and down the short access road that led to the main highway along which the parade would pass, Debbi and Carol bouncing along in front and Stew driving the float slowly behind while Karen snapped more photos.

As she bounced down the access road to where they would join the main parade, not for the first time Carol was questioning the wisdom of her decision to switch sides in the ongoing civil war between Debbi and Diane. Especially now that Jeff seemed to be regularly siding with Diane. Sure, Debbi was sweet compared to the poisonous Diane but was that enough compensation for subjecting herself to this kind of embarrassment ?

Debbi was constantly complaining about why couldn't Jeff see through Diane's machinations ? Why was he always taken in and agreeing with Diane ? To Carol the answer was only too simple. The good old British class system. Debbi's family background was lower middle class and she had progressed as far as she had by the somewhat novel path, as far as British industry was concerned, of being good at her job. Diane in contrast was upper middle class, even dropping hints that she might be minor aristocracy. And her progress had been based on the more familiar route of nepotism and family connections. Carol saw only too well how attractive this would be to the social climber that was Jeff, who had even married a Diane clone in the shape of Audrey, at least as far as social background was concerned.

But enough of that, she thought to herself. For now, Carol's main concern was her boobs ! When she had bounced around on Charlotte's hopper a decade or more ago, she had not been as heavy in the chest department as she was now and moreover she had been wearing a bra. Today her unfettered breasts were swinging all over the place, at times almost turning a complete circle. She glanced over at Debbi, whose tits were also bouncing but they would quickly fall back into their usual state. At least Carol didn't have to worry about the strip of tape that was still firmly attached to her thick pubic hair and didn't look like it was going anywhere any time soon. Unlike Debbi's pussy covering, which Carol noticed was already on the point of coming off completely !

As their mini procession reached the turning onto the main road, Debbi and Carol could see the parade approaching. They were relieved to see no crowds lining the road at this point but knew that their luck was unlikely to hold as they got closer to the town centre. "Where's our place ?" Stew asked Diane. "Near the back, we slot in after the fire brigade" she replied.

Debbi groaned inwardly when she heard that. Not the fire brigade ! She just hoped that her idiot ex boyfriend Andy wouldn't be on the float. Their affair had limped on for a few weeks after the debacle of the decontamination unit but she knew his pride had been hurt when she dumped him.

The floats began to pass. It was only a local parade but Debbi knew it would draw a crowd, if only of friends supporting those taking part. There was a float from the local hospital, a combined float for the boys and girls brigades and a colourful one featuring the students from the arts college. Debbi noticed two floats from rival companies and one from a travelling circus that just happened to be in town that week and had accepted an invitation to take part. Then it was the fire brigade.

Debbi groaned again to see Andy there in uniform at the back. So far she and Carol had passed relatively unnoticed as they waited in their stationary position with arms folded across their chests and their crotch area shielded by the handles of the hoppers. But now they had to begin bouncing to follow on behind the firemen. "Deb !" Andy called out in surprise.

Debbi was concerned that the back of the fire brigade's float might topple down onto them as they bounced along behind it, since all the firemen had crowded to the back of the vehicle to gaze at the scantily clad pair. "Love the costumes Deb" called Andy, though to some extent sitting on the hoppers did not fully expose quite how revealing they were. "Go back and wave to the crowds" Debbi yelled in response, for indeed crowds were now beginning to grow on the sides of the road. Gradually some of the firemen did begin to drift back to their positions on the float.

Debbi studiously avoided making eye contact with any of the onlookers. She concentrated on controlling and propelling the hopper forward and though she was aware of crowd noise and excitement, managed to shut out any specific calls or comments. This wasn't so easy as the parade slowed on entering the town and occasionally even stopped altogether momentarily. Carol was relieved that the slower pace enabled her ample tits to stabilize a little from their wild gyrations but she then began to scan the crowd anxiously for people she knew. She was aware that her daughter Charlotte intended to be there with her friends.

Diane and Aditty had been happily throwing flowers into the crowd from their lofty perch and enjoying watching the astonished reaction to Debbi and Carol and the pointing fingers. But during one of the pauses, Diane called down to Debbi "Time for you two to head into the crowd and distribute the Easter eggs."

"What about the hoppers ?" Debbi called back. "Karen will hook them on the side of the float" answered Diane. "Why can't Karen give out the eggs then ?" asked Debbi. "I'm taking photos and anyway, I'm not in costume" Karen replied.

The firemen once more crowded to the back of their float as Debbi and Carol dismounted from their hoppers to reveal the full extent of their exposure in the reverse bunny outfits. This revelation also caused more of a stir among the crowd at this point where the parade had temporarily halted. Karen handed the pair a basket of chocolate eggs each, before going to take care of the hoppers. "Make sure you keep smiling, I'm going to be taking a few more snaps once I've sorted these" she called.

"Go right into the crowd" Diane yelled after them. "Bollocks to that" said Debbi to Carol. "Too right" agreed Carol as they proceeded to throw creme eggs at likely looking candidates. "Courtesy of IT & N Solutions" Diane bellowed from the float, while she and Aditty continued to hurl daffodils.

Suddenly Carol heard a familiar voice. "Wow, way to go mum, that's some costume you're almost wearing" laughed her daughter. "Glad you think it's funny Charlotte" Carol responded waspishly. "Oh dear, she's angry" Charlotte explained to her college friends. "It's normally Charlie but if she's angry it's Charlotte." "I'm not angry with you, it's her up on the float I'm livid with" said Carol as she approached the group. "Well I think your mum's very brave and she looks great" said one of Charlotte's girlfriends supportively. "Absolutely, MILF of the year" added a guy with them. Carol blushed. "Selfie for dad" cried Charlotte. "No !" Carol resisted but her daughter took a photo anyway, which began to give others in the crowd ideas.

Charlotte spotted Debbi. "Blimey Deb" she called over to her mother's boss. "Oh, hi Charlie" said Debbi, coming over. "As I said, blimey ! I thought mum was being brave but you've gone even further" Charlotte congratulated her. "Sorry ?" queried Debbi. "No black tape" Charlotte pointed out. "What ? But I am wearing...." Debbi's voice tailed off. Looking down, she saw that indeed there was no longer any tape covering her nipples or coin slot. "Sod it, it must have come loose somehow." "Never mind, you still look great. Selfie !" exclaimed Charlotte cheerily.

After Charlotte's selfies with the pair had triggered the crowd, Carol saw what was coming and beat a tactical retreat back towards the float. Debbi was less fortunate, however, and found herself besieged by grasping hands imploring to have their photo taken with her. It would have been bad enough before but now she knew that she had lost the strategically placed black tape, she was even more reluctant.

She tried to pull away but heard Diane calling out to her. "Now, now Debbi. Play nice. You know that's what Jeff would want and I'd hate to give a negative report." As if on cue Jeff materialized nearby with his wife Audrey, who to Debbi's dismay also wanted a photo. Karen saw this as an opportunity too. "Jeff, come over and link arms with Debbi and Audrey, I can take a group photo of the three of you for the magazine !"

Charlotte's enjoyment of the encounter was suddenly dampened by the arrival of another group of students from the college who belonged to a wealthier, more snobbish set. "Good lord Charlotte, is that your mother ? A bit long in the tooth to be flaunting herself like that in public isn't she ?" "I think she looks great and is being very brave" Charlotte defended Carol.

"Who's the fit looking younger bird ?" "That's Debbi, her boss." "Wouldn't mind a boss like that when I get a job !"

Two of the girls in this group decided that it would be funny to impersonate a mother and child. "Mummy, I can see that lady's slit." "So can everyone else dear, though why on earth she thinks anyone would want to see it is beyond me." "Speak for yourself" countered one of the boys.

With this latest mockery, Debbi decided she had finally had enough and broke clear from the latest attempt at a selfie with her to head back to join Carol at the float but not before someone had ripped off her bunny tail for a souvenir. "Mummy, I can see that lady's bare bum" the impersonator called, to laughter from all those sharing the joke.

Following their close encounter with the crowd, it was almost a relief for Debbi and Carol to resume bouncing along on the hoppers as the paraded began to move forward again towards the final destination in the local park.

Working for an IT company, Debbi ought to have been appreciative of the ongoing work to install high speed fiber broadband throughout the town. Unfortunately, the contractors carrying out this work had skimped on the materials for restoration of the highway and where the road had been dug up, the new surface was already coming loose with sharp asphalt stones. While these chippings would not present any problem to a car tire, an inflated bouncing hopper was another thing entirely !

As a consequence, almost as if they were synchronized, Debbi and Carol encountered this problem at the same time and as they were about to turn a corner and performed a particularly exuberant forward bounce, there was a loud bang and their hoppers burst and collapsed beneath them. Stew stood on the brakes of the float, which was just able to stop in time before running over the hapless pair. "Ow, shit" cried Carl, who had managed to break her fall to some extent and was already climbing to her feet. Debbi however had fallen backwards and banged her head and was seeing stars and therefore, for the time being, was was not concerned with the fact that she was lying spread-eagled and displaying to the world all her charms !

Diane and Aditty were berating Stew, having been propelled forward in their seats when he had braked sharply. "Er, shouldn't someone be helping Deb ?" yelled Carol, noticing her fellow bunny once she had finished brushing loose chippings from her ass. Debbi was coming round but still unaware of her undignified pose with legs wide open. "What the hell happened ?" she groaned. Andy and another fireman had jumped down from their float. "Are you ok ?" they asked.

Debbi blushed and belatedly pulled her legs together. "Bumped my head" she mumbled. Andy felt in her hair. "No blood but you and Carol look shaken up, you'd better get on the float." "There's no room up here for them" Diane called territorially. "No worries, you can both climb up on our float" suggested Andy.

Debbi and Carol had to lift their legs high in order to step onto the backboard of the fire brigade's float, while willing hands grasped them underneath the arms to haul them up. The onlooking crowd were rewarded with some intimate glimpses of the two of them during this procedure.

The fall onto the tarmac had finally done for the black tape coverings on Carol's nipples and the strip covering her pussy had come unstuck at the bottom and was flapping loose, clinging precariously to her pubic hair. Debbi, of course, had long since lost her tape coverings. The two friends were embarrassed to be standing on the float in such close proximity to ten hulking firemen, clad as they were. But there seemed little point in attempting to cover now and the guys showed no inclination to offer a spare jacket or any such like. They did however offer a couple of slugs of brandy to warm the pair and help them recover from the shock of being unceremoniously dumped on the road when the hoppers burst underneath them. They were soon waving to the crowds as the procession made its' way on the final leg up the high street and into the park.

"Thanks for the lift fellas" said Debbi as they pulled to a halt. "And the brandy" added Carol gratefully, taking another swig from the proffered bottle. "Hey, if you're up to it, you can help us out in our demo for the crowd here" suggested Andy. "Er, I don't think so, we're hardly dressed for something like that" Debbi replied. "Hell, we're hardly dressed at all" agreed Carol. "Ah but those costumes are great and very seasonal with the Easter bunny ears and all" argued Andy.

Debbi was in the midst of declining again but the company's float had drawn up and parked alongside and Diane had overheard the conversation. "Come on you two, that's not the attitude. It's the least you can do and it'll be great for the company since we don't have any presentation lined up. Karen can document it for the magazine, show our commitment to the community services" she said. "There you go" concurred Andy. "But look at how we're dressed " Debbi repeated. "Shall I call Jeff and ask him" said Diane, brandishing her phone menacingly. "Don't bother" Debbi groaned. "So what's this demo ?" she sighed, turning to the firemen.

"Isn't there anything on this float I can use as a cover up ?" Carol asked Karen. She had temporarily retreated out of the limelight to the company's float, since it had been decided that only Debbi would be needed for the first part of the planned demo. "Sorry" the HR boss / designated photographer answered in the negative.

Debbi meanwhile was lying prone on the grass as Andy began his spiel to an interested audience that had gathered in a semi circle around the rest of the fire crew. "Debbi here has been overcome by fumes in a burning building and we're going to show how to get her out quickly and safely" Andy explained. What was not explained was why Debbi was in a burning building dressed in only the bedraggled remnants of a reverse bunny suit but nobody was complaining about that !

"Mohammed here is going to take hold of Debbi under the arms, lift her shoulders slightly and then drag her backwards to safety" Andy continued, while his colleague did just that. "Won't she get friction burns on her bum ?" someone called, to general laughter. "Well, most victims would be wearing clothes" Andy replied. "But even if not, it's best to get them away from the source of immediate danger."

Mohammed put Debbi down again. "Once out of danger, it's imperative to place the casualty into the recovery position if there's no medical help immediately available" said Andy, stepping forward to roll Debbi onto her side and lift her right leg to be bent at the knee. "Can we all come forward to see properly how such a position should look ?" yelled Diane. "Well, um, yes, I suppose so" mumbled Andy, a little surprised. Diane had no real interest in the niceties of the recovery position but simply thought that it would be a laugh to have people crowding round Debbi at close quarters while she was so exposed !

"I thought you took people out using the fireman's lift ?" one guy asked Andy. "We used to but there's more smoke at a higher level and it's now thought better to use the drag technique. But we're still trained in the fireman's carry and it's still sometimes appropriate in other contexts, like a car accident or a cliff rescue for instance" Andy replied. "Can you demonstrate that for us ?" the guy from the crowd wondered, as he stared down at Debbi's pussy and ass !

"Put me down !" Debbi was hanging upside down across Mohammed's back, his right arm between her legs and grasping her left hand. She had not been taking any notice of what was being said while she was lying in the recovery position, simply wanting the ground to open up and swallow her. So it was a surprise when Andy had asked her to stand and Mohammed had proceeded to squat and haul her over his shoulders to demonstrate the fireman's carry !

Currently, her appeals were falling on deaf ears as Mohammed walked with her among the crowd answering questions. "No, it's not too heavy, she's nicely balanced and the load is evenly distributed." People were taking the opportunity for selfies with Debbi's ass and pussy while she remained suspended upside down.

"Well, yes, I could even run with her if the situation required it." Mohammed answered another question. "Show us" went up the cry and he laughed as he began to trot briskly around the perimeter of the crowd with Debbi bouncing provocatively on his back. "Put me down !"

"Does it work just as well with a heavier person ?" Diane called out. "Of course, though extra weight might slow us down" Andy replied. "Perhaps you could demonstrate that with Carol ? You could even have a race ?" Diane suggested !

Carol had been watching the demonstration of the fireman's carry and so, unlike Debbi, she had time to prepare herself and was adamant that she was not going to be draped over some fireman's back. So there was no race and the demonstration that it was indeed possible to run with a casualty in that position was left for Debbi and Mohammed alone to prove. Culminating in another excited group gathering for selfies around Debbi's bum. Carol noticed that it seemed to now be mainly women who were obsessed with this, presumably to raise the visibility of their social media accounts !

Debbi was finally put down. It took her a short while to get used to being right side up again and recover her equilibrium. "Perhaps you can help us with our final demonstration ?" Andy called over to Carol. Carol liked the sound of the word 'final' and so this time consented to join her boss back in the limelight. The size of the audience had grown even bigger as all the floats had now arrived at the park.

Andy began to address the crowd. "We realize that sometimes when people are trapped on the upper floors of a burning building that they are reluctant to jump into the safety net we are holding. God forbid that any of you should ever be caught in such circumstances but to give you confidence if you were, we are going to show how safe it is with the assistance of our two Easter bunnies, Debbi and Carol !"

It was a crazy visual spectacle of flying arms, legs, hair, tits and ass as Debbi and Carol hurtled uncontrollably through the air. The tape covering their private parts had long since disappeared and now the bunny ears had been snaffled as souvenirs too, so that all they were wearing was their reverse bunny suits that did absolutely nothing to cover anything important and only served to accentuate their level of exposure ! The watching audience did not know what to focus on amidst the whirl of flying limbs but those recording events on their phones hoped that they could watch and freeze frame later at their leisure.

So why were our two hapless bunnies so out of control ? They had somewhat reluctantly climbed to the top of the fireman's ladder that had been extended from the back of the truck and instructed to jump into the safety net to demonstrate how safe it was to evacuate in such a fashion in the event of an emergency. Unfortunately, the only net that was available was from the travelling circus that was part of the festival and it behaved more like a trampoline.

When the firemen saw how Debbi and Carol rebounded helplessly, they decided to prolong and exacerbate the situation by tossing the net, much to the delight and amusement of the crowd and the cries of the two women ! Finally, after some minutes of fun, the tossing ceased and the two disoriented women were able to slowly diminish the height of their bounces and stagger unsteadily to the edge of the net, where eager hands helped them back to the ground.

"That's it. I've had enough. We're going back to the office to get changed" announced Debbi. "I'd offer you a lift on the float now that your hoppers have burst but I'm afraid there's no room" laughed Diane. "But we can't walk back all that way through the crowds dressed like this" Carol protested. "Don't worry, we'll give you a lift on the truck" offered Andy. "But I'm afraid you'll have to stand on the running board and hold tight to the handles on the side. We won't drive too fast !"

[Debbifan]

Debbi Boosts Morale - Dec / Jan


"Do I have to dress up ?" whined Debbi. "Of course" her assistant Carol replied. "We can't have a Christmas Elf wearing her normal office clothes. I've got your costume here."

Debbi was IT manager at the software services company and it was her boss Jeff's brainwave to raise the company profile by having a Santa's grotto in the entrance lobby to a local supermarket on the last Saturday before Christmas, where they would hand out cheap gifts bearing the company logo. Jeff had his Santa suit with a pillow strapped to his middle to give the requisite girth. Debbi had been volunteered to do her bit playing his elf assistant.

"Try it on" Carol suggested. "What ? Here ?" said Debbi. They were in her office on the Friday afternoon. "Well, you don't want to find out in the morning that it doesn't fit" Carol reasoned. Debbi took the proffered bag from her assistant. It would not be the first time she had undressed in her office which was private enough with the door closed. It was not the first time Jeff's bright ideas had her in costume.

Slipping out of her suit jacket and blouse, Debbi kicked off her heels and unzipped her trousers. She was pleased that she hadn't worn a skirt and tights today, because when she examined the contents of the bag she discovered that the bottom part of the costume consisted of tight green leggings, a little like yoga pants. She pulled them up to find that they fitted almost like a second skin. "What do you think ?" she asked Carol. "Great, fine." Her assistant tried to keep the chuckle from her voice as she noticed the pronounced camel toe. No need to mention that !

The top consisted of a tight sleeveless green jerkin. Debbi was disappointed to find it only came to just above her hips, exposing her navel and leaving the full length of leggings exposed. "It's a bit skimpy" Debbi mused. "Yeah" agreed Carol, noncommittal. "Better not wear a bra tomorrow, you know you don't need one." Debbi's firm perky tits did indeed not require a bra and she always felt more comfortable without one anyway. "I guess" said Debbi.

"Turn around and bend over" continued Carol. "Why ?" answered Debbi, nevertheless turning her back on her assistant. "Well, you're going to be doing a lot of bending to get presents for the kids" Carol explained. Debbi stooped as if picking something up from the floor. "Hmm, as I thought" said Carol. "Visible panty line. Better leave the knickers off tomorrow as well Deb !"

The following day was a typical dark December morning and Debbi overslept. She hurried to shower and threw on the elf costume, remembering Carol's advice not to bother with any underwear. She was relieved that the neckline of the jerkin did not reveal too much cleavage once she had secured the three buttons. She gave only the most cursory of looks in the mirror to ensure that the leggings were not see through, grabbed a coat to temporarily hide the costume and hurried out of the door.

It was just before store opening when Debbi arrived at the grotto. "I thought you were going to be late" Jeff greeted her. "Me ? Late ? Never" said Debbi, taking off her coat and throwing it into a corner by the side of the grotto. Jeff let out a low whistle. "What ?" said Debbi. "Nothing, it's cute" her boss answered, taking in the rest of the costume which comprised a green elf hat with a bell on it and ankle boots. Carol was stacking parcels by the side of the grotto. "These are what you give out, just one per kid remember Deb."

The morning began sluggishly but gradually picked up pace. At first it was only mothers with toddlers but gradually Debbi's attire began to attract the attention of more fathers and also a gang of youths.

The routine was that the children could have their photo taken with Santa and these would be displayed at the front of the store on a screen, so the parents or relatives could decide whether or not to buy for charity. Debbi was busy shepherding the kids and bending over to pick up their presents. One of the youths who was loitering took a photo of her ass as she bent over. The foyer did not have the best of lighting and so the flash fired to take the shot. As he viewed the resultant photo, the delighted youth shared it with his friends. The flash had contrived to make Debbi's leggings totally transparent and it was clear that she was not wearing any knickers beneath them !

"Say, can we have a photo taken with the elf rather than Santa ?" one of the boys called out. "You're not kids, this is for children" Debbi yelled back at them. "Oh come on Deb, that's not the Christmas spirit. What harm will it do ?" countered Carol. Santa Jeff agreed. "All part of the festive fun, ho,ho ho !" He added a whispered aside. "All good publicity for the company."

The youths crowded around Debbi, taking it in turns to be photographed with her, their friends standing alongside the official store photographer to also record the moment. They were gratified to find that as expected, the flash rendered the frontal shot totally transparent too and Debbi may as well have been posing bottomless with her shaven pussy on full display ! "Oh" remarked the store photographer as he surveyed the first result before transferring it to the display outside. "Oh well" he decided. "It's not my fault, I'm only photographing what's there."

Carol became a barker for the grotto, calling out "You and your children can have your photos taken either with Santa or with our lovely elf !" A pattern began to develop, with mothers taking their kids to be photographed with Santa, while fathers posed with the sexy elf. Debbi was too busy and flustered to notice the animated crowd growing around the photo display outside, laughing and pointing.

Word had got around via social media and there was also a growing number of teens of both sexes eager to be photographed with the elf. Debbi tried hard to remain charming and to smile bravely. "Dopey cow hasn't a clue" she thought she heard one girl say after she had taken her turn. But the constant flow of visitors made it impossible for Debbi to dwell on what that remark might have meant.

"God, what a day" said Debbi, stretching her aching back. They were finally packing up the stand. "But a great success" answered Jeff. " The charity say almost all of the photos people took with us have been sold and that's most unusual." The store photographer was also packing up. "Before you go, can we have a snap of the three of us ?" Jeff asked the man. "Um, er, OK" the man replied dubiously. I only photograph what's there, he thought.

Carol, Debbi and Santa Jeff lined up with arms around each others shoulders. "Big smile" called the photographer. The flash fired for one last time. "Let me have a look" said Carol eagerly. She laughed. "Oh, I see. Now I think I understand why we sold so many photographs Deb !"

"You could have bloody photo-shopped it" Debbi protested as she burst into Jeff's office. "What ?" said Jeff innocently. "Or better yet, cropped it at the waist" Debbi continued unabated. "What?" replied Jeff, keeping up the pretence. "That bloody photo from the grotto" Debbi was forced to explain. "First it's online in the company newsletter and then I come in this morning and there's a bloody enormous blow up of it in reception !"

"What ?" repeated Jeff, still keeping up the pretence though he knew what Diane had done when she had gotten wind of what had gone down in the grotto. "Look" said Debbi, leaning across him and pulling up the company newsletter on his screen. "Oh, the team photo" Jeff answered innocently. "Yeah" Debbi replied irritably. "The team photo that shows my, my, er, um, that shows my you know what as clear as day !"

"Really ? I hadn't noticed" Jeff lied. "And I'm sure nobody else has either" he lied further. "It's not that noticeable."

"No ?" Debbi queried. "No ? When I caught Stew and Simon doing this ?" and she grabbed the mouse and zoomed in on the image. "Not to mention everyone passing through reception seeing that blow up." Debbi began to storm out of the office. "It all helps show the company in a positive light" Jeff called after her as she gave him the finger. I hope she calms down before the photo-shoot for the new year cover this afternoon, he thought.

Debbi's office was a hive of cramped activity. There was professional lighting set up to get the very best shots. The official company photographer was ready with his two assistants. Jeff was already there in costume as Old Father Time, his Santa beard doing double duty over the holiday period. Diane was there directing things and Carol was in attendance for moral support.

All they were waiting for was for Debbi to get into 'costume'. They had just finished quelling the usual objections from Debbi with the usual mixture of veiled threats and persuasion. It would be great publicity for the company, wonderful for team morale, the directors would be so disappointed if it didn't go ahead and so on. "Can't I at least wear a bikini ?" Debbi suggested. "Whoever heard of a baby wearing a bikini ?" Diane countered and Jeff and the photographer agreed.

So what was Debbi's costume ? Nothing. Nothing at all. Just her birthday suit as the new year baby representing the birth of 2024. There was supposed to be a sash emblazoned with '2024' but Diane had 'mislaid' that. "Don't worry, nothing untoward will show in the finished photo" the photographer explained. "Maybe not" Debbi replied sceptically, remembering the blow up from Santa's grotto still on display in reception. "But you're all here now and are going to see" she pointed out. The assembled company shrugged. "We're all professionals doing a job Debbi" Jeff informed her, as if her objections were mildly insulting to the integrity of those present !

"OK, so where do I change ?" Debbi reluctantly surrendered. "Right here, we've wasted enough time as it is " Diane answered. "Oh great, so now I do a strip tease for you all ?" said Debbi in exasperation. "No need for any tease, just take your clothes off" Diane laughed. "I'll look after them for you Deb" Carol assured her.

Debbi turned her back on the others gathered in her office as she began to undress. The others for their part pretended not to watch, while all the while casting surreptitious glances in Debbi's direction. There was something inherently sexy about a serious businesswoman divesting herself of jacket, blouse, skirt and tights. Debbi stood there momentarily in just her bra and knickers before steeling herself and also removing these. She turned to face her audience with one arm across her chest and the other protecting her mound. She knew perfectly well that at some point those present would get a glimpse of her 'bits' as she called them but she was not going to simply stand there and give them all a blatant free show.

"OK, let's get this over with. How do you want me to pose ?" she asked. "I thought you could sit on Jeff's lap" the cameraman announced. "I can't sit on his lap with no clothes on" Debbi protested. "And anyway, what would Audrey say ?" she asked Jeff, referring to his wife. "Oh, she's very broad minded" her boss laughed, as he pulled out Debbi's chair and sat down. "It's an easy pose for us to hide your nipples and to not show anything else untoward" the photographer explained further.

Just wanting to get this over with as soon as possible, Debbi agreed to the pose. It was impossible not to flash the others as she arranged herself on Old Father Time's lap. "Ring out the old, ring in the new" the photographer encouraged them. "That's it. Cross your legs Debbi so nothing shows there. And if you put your arms around Jeff's neck, we can position your arm to hide your nipples. Clive, can you adjust that ?" he asked one of his assistants. Clive strode forward and pulled Debbi's forearm down slightly. "Perfect" said the photographer. Debbi's nipples wouldn't appear on the cover but there was ample swell of her underboob visible, not to mention the full expanse of her thigh and the hint of the curve of her bottom.

Diane was reconciled to the fact that the cover shot would have to be tasteful but she was still satisfied by Debbi's level of exposure. What she had not mentioned to anyone else was her intention to have an insert inside the magazine on 'the shooting of the cover', to which end she had been taking candid shots of Debbi undressing, standing in the office in her underwear and of her bare bum, which she thought she could get away with publishing !

Diane was delighted with the proof copy of the company magazine that she was assessing before publication. The glossy cover showed a smiling, happy and ostensibly willing Debbi in all her glory seated on Jeff's lap. OK, her nipples and pussy couldn't be seen but she was there naked in a publication that would be seen by all the staff and also sent out to customers at home and abroad !

But Diane was most pleased with the insert inside the magazine that she had photographed and written. Under photos of Debbi struggling to pull down her tights and then standing around in her Victoria's Secrets undies, Diane had written 'Debbi enthusiastically prepares for our cover photo-shoot in her office'. She had also been able to include photos of a back view showing Debbi's bare bum as she peeled down her knickers and a frontal shot of Debbi naked as she turned and assumed the classic Embarrassed Nude Female covering pose. These she captioned 'Our new year babe, naked and unashamed !'

What Diane was particularly pleased about, however, was the accompanying article in which she had planted some time bombs that would further rebound on Debbi. And she had written it in such a way as to suggest that these were all Debbi's ideas. It read:

'Not content with the success of her idea to boost morale and publicize the company with this playful New Year photo and fresh from her triumph as Santa's helper in the Christmas grotto, Debbi has stated that she is determined to keep morale high throughout the year and maintain a high profile for the company online and in the local media. To this end, she will be participating in various other events on notable dates throughout 2024. The next such event will be on January 25th, which will mark the 25th anniversary of the founding of the company by Jeff's predecessor, Eamon Gillespie. Debbi has agreed that the company birthday will be marked by her appearing in reception in her birthday suit and receiving 25 spanks, one for each year of the company's existence ! Mr. Gillespie has kindly agreed to to come out of retirement to administer this fun public spanking !'

Jeff wasn't altogether surprised when an angry Debbi burst into his office yet again and threw the new year issue of the company magazine down on his desk. "How could you approve this ?" she stormed. "What ?" said Jeff. "It's proved to be the most successful issue yet. And you agreed to do the cover photograph" he reasoned. "Reluctantly" admitted Debbi. "But all this stuff inside. These other photos. Everyone can see me in my underwear. And that one shows my bum. And as for this" she fulminated, pointing to the frontal ENF pose.

"It's all very tasteful and nothing most of the staff haven't seen before" Jeff argued. "That's as maybe but they can take this home with them and look at it whenever they want" Debbi replied. "And what about all the customers who've been sent it ?" she continued. "The feedback's been very positive" Jeff informed her. "I bet it has, I've already had personal messages from Japan and Korea" responded Debbi. "Well then, what's the problem ?" asked Jeff. "It's embarrassing" said Debbi. "And this article. I'm not getting spanked in reception and then doing god knows what through the rest of the year. I refuse" she insisted.

"But you know how great it all is for morale. The staff have never been happier and some have already told me what a fun environment it is to work in and how much they are looking forward to the year ahead. Plus, Diane's already put so much hard work into it" said Jeff. "Let her do it then" retorted Debbi. "Don't be silly, it would be highly inappropriate for someone in her position." "Well then what about me ? We're on the same grade !" "Yeah, but everyone knows what you're like Deb." "What's that supposed to mean ?" Jeff didn't respond.

"Whatever, I'm not doing this spanking thing" Debbi repeated. "But we've already got Eamon lined up for it and he's very enthusiastic about the whole idea." "So what ? He's retired now" Debbi pointed out. "But he's still a major shareholder and holds a lot of influence over the current board. If you value your position in the company, I'd very much advise you to reconsider" Jeff warned. "I don't understand you. You should be grateful for the way Diane selflessly works to raise your profile within the company" he concluded. Debbi fumed.

"Honestly, I don't know how you put up with her Jeff. You're a saint" said Diane. They were discussing how Jeff had needed to threaten and cajole Debbi into accepting Diane's plans for the 25th anniversary of the founding of the company, not to mention whatever else she might come up with throughout the year. "She is difficult. I only wish she would be more appreciative of all you do on her behalf, helping to raise her profile. It's so selfless of you" Jeff agreed. "Oh, it's nothing really" Diane replied modestly. "The only reward necessary is seeing the boost to team morale and productivity that's produced" she added. "It won't be your only reward though, I'm sure the company will reflect your efforts at the next pay review" Jeff reassured her.

Diane laughed inwardly. Jeff was such a sap and she now had carte blanche to continue to make Debbi look ridiculous whenever the whim took her. A booth with a small stage had already been set up in reception ready for Thursday's event. Diane had made sure it was in full view from the street outside and the lighting crew were due in later today to erect their gear.

"I was thinking that we really ought to stream the event to the branch office and to our customers" Diane suggested. "Eamon is going to be making an important speech and this is a really significant milestone in the company's development after all" she explained convincingly. "Great idea as always from you and it's not as if we don't have the expertise in the company to do it professionally" Jeff replied. "I'll leave it all in your capable hands. Maybe better to leave Debbi out of the loop though ? I can't face another argument !" They both laughed.

There wasn't much work being done at the company on the morning of the 25th. There was a sense of anticipation and nobody wanted to get involved in anything that could not be dropped and would thus cause them to miss the commemoration event that Diane had arranged for lunchtime in reception. Jeff didn't notice, he was too busy entertaining Eamon Gillespie and the current directors in the board room, where they were also welcoming representatives from major customers and partners who were all going to partake of a celebration meal once proceedings had finished downstairs. Diane was supervising those finishing setting up the stage and the streaming capabilities. She placed a billboard outside on the pavement heralding the anniversary and encouraging passers-by to stop and peer inside.

And where was Debbi ? Hiding in her office until the last possible moment. High noon approached and Diane burst into the office. She was carrying a white robe with the company logo emblazoned on the back. "Time for the company pin up to get into her celebration birthday suit" she cried cheerfully. " I brought you this" she continued, indicating the robe. "Can't have you walking through the offices in the nude" she laughed. "I'll wait outside but hurry up. We can't keep Eamon and everyone waiting."

Debbi wouldn't have been surprised if Diane had wanted to march her through the offices stark naked. The robe was an unexpected gesture, even if she knew the entire company was soon going to see her spanked bare ! She resignedly lowered the blinds to her office window and started to undress.

It was fortunate that the stage Diane had arranged to be erected in reception was raised, since the place was crammed with staff straining to get the best views. The two streaming cameras were also raised on the reception desk at the back and the entrance was beginning to get crowded as more passers by stopped to see what was going on inside.

Eamon was already on stage, being introduced by Jeff as 'our esteemed founder who needs no introduction'. A chair was placed ominously centre stage. Diane ushered Debbi onto the stage to slightly muted cheers. She came up behind Debbi and said "Here, let me take your robe." "What ? No, not yet" cried Debbi but it was to no avail. The cheers became much more raucous as the now naked Debbi attempted to cover her tits with one arm and clamped the other hand over her pussy. She knew she was going to be up there naked at some point but she did not want to be standing there with all her bits on display as Jeff and Eamon droned on.

"Ah, here's our company birthday girl in her birthday suit" proclaimed Eamon, noticing Debbi's arrival. "I must congratulate Diane on coming up with this wonderful initiative" the flamboyant entrepreneur began. "And Debbi too of course for entering into the spirit of things" he added as an after thought. "It perfectly embodies the the sense of fun and freedom that I was determined to bring to the business world when I started the company. Coming into work should be a joy and not a chore and there is little that is more joyful to me than the sight of a pretty girl with no clothes on !" The crowd laughed in approval. "I can't believe that it was as long as 25 years ago that I first had the idea for the company. Why, Debbi here was only a babe in her mother's arms at that time, probably dressed much as she is now !" More laughter.

Debbi just wanted him to get on with it but Eamon was on a roll and she had to stand there naked for another five minutes as the crowd grew outside and before Eamon finally said "OK ladies and gentlemen, let's get the celebrations underway with the traditional birthday spanking !"

Eamon seated himself on the chair that had been placed centre stage. "Right then Debbi, assume the position" he said in his soft Irish brogue, patting his lap. Debbi still tried to shield herself as best she could while she draped herself over his lap, though she knew it was impossible to cover everything. Her tits hung down as she endeavoured to support herself with her hands on the floor and her bum was sticking up invitingly. She was thankful that couldn't detect any sign of an erection from Eamon. Perhaps he can't get it up these days she thought but the old roue still seemed to be enjoying himself hugely as he patted her ass !

"So, it's 25 spanks I think we all agreed ? One for every year of the company's existence ?" he asked rhetorically. The crowd cheered. "I want you all to count along with me...one !" Eamon gave Debbi a firm but playful slap on the ass. Debbi was relieved to discover that it didn't hurt much, this was all just for fun and just for show as far as Eamon was concerned. But that did not help to assuage the humiliation that Debbi felt at the indignity of the situation.

"Two...three..." The audience loved the way Debbi's flesh jiggled as the slaps landed. On and on went the count. "Fourteen...fifteen...Hang on, I've lost count. Where were we ?" Eamon called theatrically. "Nine" yelled Diane as everyone laughed. "Oh right...nine...ten..." The count continued. "Eighteen...nineteen...Damn it, I've lost count again. Where were we ?" "Twelve" answered Diane, the other half of this double act. "Oh come on, that's not fair" wailed Debbi but the cheerful crowd took up the count regardless. " Twelve...thirteen..."

Was Eamon going to pull this stunt a third time ? He was enjoying himself greatly and was sorely tempted but he noticed that, even with his light slaps, Debbi's bum was beginning to turn a vivid shade of pink and he did not want to inflict any real damage. So this time he went straight on through to the end. "Twenty-four...twenty-five... Happy birthday to the company and a big round of applause for your team leader Debbi here !"

It was a somewhat disoriented Debbi that Eamon helped to her feet and it took a few seconds for her to realize that she was giving the entire company an unobstructed full frontal view of her nudity ! Eamon took her hand and held it aloft to milk the applause. "Diane, my robe" Debbi hissed. Much as she would have loved to keep Debbi there naked all day, Diane knew that would be pushing her luck and she was more than happy with how things had turned out. Besides, she had one more surprise for Debbi at the director's lunch to which she had been invited once she got dressed. She graciously handed Debbi the robe which was hastily put back on !

Having touched up her makeup, brushed her hair and fully dressed in her smart business attire, Debbi felt like Debbi again as she drew a deep breath and opened the door to the board room for the celebration lunch. Her attempted show of confidence immediately floundered, however, when she was confronted with a big screen rerun of her spanking being played for the benefit of the gathered assembly of executives and customer reps. "Ah, here's our birthday girl" cried Eamon Gillespie before she could react. "I didn't recognize you with your clothes on" he added lamely as everyone dutifully laughed.

Debbi felt herself blushing but that was something over which she had no control. She hadn't known the event was being streamed and hearing accounts of how positively it had been received by the staff at the various customer offices did nothing to make her feel any better. She had hoped the screen would go blank once her full frontal bow with Eamon had been shown but Diane had the broadcast playing on a loop, albeit on mute.

Debbi didn't know whether or not to be gratified that she was seated on the table with Eamon, Jeff and the current company MD. She might have preferred quiet anonymity. "So, I understand you're going to be partaking in these team building events throughout the year. What have you got lined up for us in February ?" asked Eamon. "I, er, um" said Debbi. "Actually it's Diane that is the driving force behind all this" interrupted Jeff, anxious that credit be given where credit was due. "She comes up with the concept and handles all the logistics. Debbi here only gets involved at the last minute" he emphasized. "Ah yes, the lovely Diane, such an asset" affirmed the MD. "Well whatever the case, I shall now be looking forward to receiving the boring old company mag each month this year. Much more than hitherto, I may even read it" laughed Eamon.

[Debbifan]

Debbi Boost Morale - Feb / Mar


Diane and Aditty wanted a male perspective and so had co-opted Stew onto their ad hoc committee, dedicated to building team morale throughout the year via Debbi's activities. "So what goes on in February. A bit of a naff month" Diane began. "All the more reason to brighten it up" said Stew. "There's Chinese new year" suggested Aditty. "I don't know what animal is this year though. "We can google it" said Stew. "If it was year of the dog would could get her naked and lead her around on all fours in a collar and leash ?" was Aditty's excited suggestion. "No such luck, it's year of the dragon" answered Stew having quickly checked. "Um, pity. Nothing immediately springs to mind with a dragon" Diane admitted. "What else ?"

"Valentine's Day" Aditty put forward. "She could be our naked Valentine in the magazine ?" offered Stew. "A bit tame" lamented Diane. "And you know we have to hide her bits for anything published in the mag. Also, we may have to fall back on a naked pin up later in the year if we have a month where we can't think of anything else." "Hmm, this month's beginning to feel a bit like that already" moaned Stew. "Oh come on, it's only February for god's sake. We can't let this opportunity slip" Diane encouraged them.

"The start of Lent. Shrove Tuesday, Mardi Gras, carnival ?" said Aditty. "But February weather in England's not like February in Rio or New Orleans" Stew pointed out. "No but maybe we could do something inside. Parade her around the offices in a ridiculous costume ? Tiny sparkly thong and heels and a big headdress ? Topless except for nipple tassels ?" Diane was getting inspired. "That sounds sexy rather than ridiculous" was Stew's opinion. "Perhaps if that's your thing" Diane replied scornfully. She did not much like the idea of the men finding Debbi sexy and much preferred it when she was ridiculous but either way, it succeeded in her aim of undermining her fellow manager. "Well give it a little more thought. "We've got some ideas there to be going on with" she concluded.

“So, we’ve decided on carnival then ?“ asked Aditty when they next convened. “I think so” answered Diane. “I did ponder an old year / new year thing again for the Chinese New Year. I looked up last year and that was the year of the rabbit and we could have hired that reverse bunny costume again for Debbi and kitted out Jeff as a dragon for the new year. But that was too much repetition. We only did the new year thing a few weeks ago and we had her and Carol in the bunny costumes before too.” Stew laughed. “I remember that well !“

“So what I want now from you Stew, is to dig out a playlist of Brazilian dance music. There’s got to be something on Spotify.” “Will do” “And get some kind of sound system we can follow her around with.” “Shouldn’t be a problem.”

“I’ve got the costume from some friends in Notting Hill” Diane confirmed. “Like we said, sparkly thong, really high heels and a feather headdress. And topless apart from nipple tassels. The beauty of that is we can get away with printing any photos online and in the company mag, since she’ll technically be covered !” she continued.

“Aditty, what I want from you is to liaise with the photographer and film crew and approach the neighbouring company offices to see if they mind us parading her through them. Say it’s a charity event or something that always covers a multitude of sins.”

“I’m on it” Said Aditty. “Does she know about it yet ?” she asked. “All in good time” laughed Diane. “But I’ve primed Jeff, Eamon and the MD so they’ll put the screws on her if she protests too much !”

“Look, I’m not prepared to have this conversation with you every month. You signed up for it.” Jeff was getting tired of Debbi’s attitude. “I didn’t sign anything” Debbi yelled at him. “Maybe not literally. It’s a figure of speech. You knew full well that Eamon, the board and myself were fully behind Diane’s excellent plan” Jeff retorted. “Let bloody Diane do it then” Debbi shouted. “I’ve told you before that Diane’s over qualified and much better suited to oversee the project. I don’t know why you can’t just be grateful that you’re included at all.”

Back in her office, Carol tried to reassure Debbi. “But it’s undermining my image as a serious business woman” she had lamented. “The staff will lose all respect for me.” “No, they won’t. They know what you bring to the party besides a pretty face and figure. It’s only once a month, gives them something to look forward to.”

Aditty then burst into the office. “Diane’s sent your costume for next week. Here, it might be best to try it on first.” She handed Debbi a carrier bag that felt ominously light. “Not much of a costume in here ?” Debbi wondered. “Just the right amount, it’s very glam” enthused Aditty.

The blinds to Debbi’s office came down and she once more found herself undressing in her own office. “Better take everything off” Aditty suggested. By far the biggest item in the bag was the extravagant headdress. “Here, let me help you with that” said Carol. “Looks great on you” she said encouragingly. Debbi pulled the sparkly thong up her legs. Not much to say; a sparkly thong’s a sparkly thong ! She placed her feet in the vertiginous heels. “I’ll never walk in these” she complained. “You’ll get used to them, practice at home” laughed Aditty.

“Where’s the top ? I can’t parade topless” asked Debbi. “It’s in there silly” Aditty replied. “Where ?” said Debbi, peering into the almost empty bag. “Here” said Aditty triumphantly, withdrawing the two tasselled nipple clamps. “I’ll fix them on for you.”

“Ow” said Debbi.



From : Diane To : All Staff Re: February Event

'Debbi will be parading through the office at midday in her carnival outfit. We would encourage all staff to take photos to submit for a collage centre-spread in next month's company magazine. The winning entry will be blown up and displayed in reception.'



"What's this bloody email all about ?" demanded Debbi, standing in her office in the skimpy carnival outfit and waiting to begin her procession. "I would have thought it was self explanatory ? Team building, boost morale, yadda, yadda, yadda" Diane replied. "Make Debbi look stupid" Debbi retorted. Diane just grinned.

Aditty joined them. "We're all set" she announced. "Here, let me adjust these." The Asian girl reattached the nipple tassels that Debbi had been trying to put on her otherwise bare breasts. "Ow" said Debbi.

Loud rhythmic music could be heard coming from outside the office. "Don't forget your dance moves" laughed Aditty. "Dance ?" queried Debbi. "Nobody said anything about dancing. I can't dance in these heels" she asserted. "What did you think you were going to do while you parade ? Stew's got some brilliant samba music. You're always going on about being half Latin" challenged Diane. "But that's Italian not South American. Opera and stuff, not salsa or whatever you said. And won't these things come off ?" Debbi indicated the nipple tassels. "Not now I've adjusted them" maintained Aditty. "They're designed to twirl. Come on, shake them. Have a practice !"

Debbi resisted but relented under pressure from the other two and tried to jiggle her upper body to get her breasts shaking and the tassels spinning. She looks absurd thought Diane, gratified. OK, the men would enjoy it but Diane could live with that. Debbi would be publicly embarrassed once more and that's all that mattered. "You'll get the hang of it as we go" Aditty asserted confidently. "What with that and some twerking in your thong, everyone should be happy" laughed Diane. "We'd better go, can't keep them all away from work too long. You'd better duck in that headdress as you go through the door !"

There were cheers and whistles as Debbi emerged from her office. The staff had been expecting her costume to be something spectacular and revealing and they weren't disappointed. Jeff looked on contentedly at the happy faces and congratulated Diane once more on her morale boosting scheme. "I'm sure we'll get a lot of work done the rest of the week" he told her. The company founder Eamon had taken time out from retirement to drop by again, having been told by Jeff that today was Debbi's February event. He took the lead and began moving his hips to the music that Stew had blasting out. "Come on Debbi, get dancing for us !"

Debbi was not a natural dancer and these preposterous heels that Diane had got for her did not make it easy. But she began to move as best she could. "A bit more energy" yelled Sandra, one of her staff. "Get those tassels twirling" she continued. "Hear, hear" called Eamon. Debbi reluctantly started to move her upper torso as she had back in the office and the tassels started to fly. The males present particularly enjoyed watching her virtually bare breasts bounce !

"Let's get moving, we have to get around all the other offices" Diane announced and Debbi had no choice but to start moving down the aisles towards the exit of the open plan office, followed by Stew with the music and all the other members of her team. Thanks to Diane's email, everyone seemed to have a phone out pointed at Debbi. "Keep dancing, shake that bum too" Diane laughed.

Debbi was paraded through the mainly female HR department where she was given more encouragement to 'shake that booty' and then onto the predominantly male accounts, where the idea caught on of having selfies taken with her. "Downstairs to reception now Deb and then security, we can't leave Gilbert out of the show" Diane laughed. Debbi was mortified to see customers she recognized in reception, waiting to be collected for meetings. Eamon happily explained what was going on.

Debbi assumed her circuit was over when they reached security and the lecherous Gilbert. So she was startled when Diane announced, "Right, out into the car park !" "Outside ?" queried Debbi. "Of course" said Diane. "Aditty's been liaising with the other companies in the block and they're happy to have a little diversion for their staff. And it all raises the profile of the company !"

Debbi was slumped at her desk back in the office. She had ripped off the unwieldy headdress and slipped off the ridiculous heels but she hadn't yet bothered to get dressed. She needed a few minutes to process what had happened.

Traipsing through the company offices had been more or less what she had expected and had steeled herself for, albeit that she hadn't thought that she would be dancing. But going out into the street ! She had felt so much more exposed and February wasn't exactly warm in England. And it felt even more out of place since her procession had dwindled to include just herself, Aditty, Stew with the music and Eamon, who was getting a new lease of life from these morale boosting events. Somehow a procession would have made more sense to those driving past and looking out of the windows. As it was, the quartet made an incongruous sight, headed as they were by a semi naked woman being urged to keep dancing.

Things weren't helped by the fact that Aditty's liaison with the neighbouring companies had not been as thorough as they might have wished. The adjacent law firm refused outright to grant them admission and Debbi was left stranded outside, ass facing the street, while the Asian girl argued in vain. They had more luck at the rival IT consultancy where they were allowed in. But there did not seem to have been any advance notice or explanation given to the staff there, who looked on in bemusement as Debbi danced her way through the suite of offices. Debbi cringed to see several high flyers she knew from the local businesswomen's link meetings who regarded her with looks of utter disdain. She dreaded having to face them at the next scheduled get together.

She had received a much warmer welcome at the HGV vehicle maintenance depot but it was often the kind of attention that she could have done without, hoisting her on fork lift trucks and making playful grabs for her ass ! It was almost a relief to return to the company security entrance and the lecherous attentions of Gilbert, who insisted that a photo be taken of him with Debbi. 'For his collection' whatever that meant !

She got up from her desk, detached the nipple tassels, peeled down the thong and got dressed again in her work attire. She could but hope that Diane would run out of inspiration and there would not be anything notable in March that could be used to make her look ridiculous. She held out little hope that Jeff would veto any ideas, especially with the influential Eamon now apparently on board.

Debbi had read about the best photo contest but it was still a jolt when she walked into reception to see that there was once more a full size blow up of her on the wall. Posing with arms aloft, topless apart from the nipple tassels and wearing only that tiny thong and the absurd headdress. "Morning Deb" called Cleo the receptionist with a grin. "How long's that staying up ?" Debbi groaned. "Not to sure but at least until your next event I think" the girl replied.

The next event...shit, thought Debbi. "The new issue of the company mag's in your office", Carol greeted her. "Great" said Debbi. The same photo that was on display in reception was on the cover. But almost more embarrassing was the centre-spread montage featuring many of the runners up contest entries. She was captured parading around from all angles and often mid dance, which was even more humiliating. Diane had juxtaposed a photo of Debbi the fully dressed serious business woman giving a customer presentation. She thought it would add to the demeaning nature of the Mardi Gras photos and in Debbi's eyes it did.

Meanwhile, in another office..."What happens in March then ?" It was Stew asking the question. "Oh, it's got to be St Patrick's Day" Diane replied. "So many ways to make her look ridiculous. Leprechaun anyone ? Riverdance ?" The trio laughed. "But would that be revealing enough ?" Aditty wondered. Diane was more than happy for Debbi to just look ridiculous. However she added "I'm sure we can find a way to keep the boys happy !"

"I've arranged lessons for you" Diane announced as she bounded into Debbi's office. "Lessons ?" queried Debbi, bemused. "Yes, for your March event. It's St Patrick's Day and we're setting up the stage again in reception so you can do Riverdance" Diane explained. Debbi vaguely remembered seeing this elaborate take on Irish traditional dancing ages ago on TV. "But you know I can't dance" Debbi protested. She hated to admit to Diane that there was something she wasn't good at but the truth was out there anyway. "I know, that's why I've arranged these two practice sessions at the dance studio in town" Diane answered with a smirk.

After half an hour of trying, the dance instructor was frustrated but sympathetic. Debbi had explained her shortcomings and then proceeded to amply demonstrate them. "OK" the girl decided. "I'll cut back the routine drastically and we'll try to get something you can manage. How long do they expect you to dance ?" Debbi admitted she did not know. "Oh well, if it's longer you can just do the same thing on a loop." There was no point in attempting to get Debbi to dance on her toes. But she tried valiantly to get in tune with the rhythm of the jig, with various bent knee techniques and standard steps. It was still dreadful but the instructor had been told it was only for a light hearted fun event and so it would just about do. "Can you do a high kick ?" she asked Debbi.

Debbi studied clips of the professional production. She knew she would look ridiculous but was relieved that at least the costume the female dancers were wearing was respectable.

"It's a given that she won't be able to dance properly and will look like an idiot" said Aditty as they gathered in Diane's office to discuss the stage and music etc. "But she normally shows more skin than with the costumes these girls have." They were looking at photos of the dance troupe. "I told you not to worry" Diane replied. "Here's the costume." Aditty and Stew laughed as she produced a hideous joke ginger wig. "Surely that's not all ?" laughed Aditty, though Stew hoped secretly that it would be. "Well, not exactly" Diane agreed, grinning as she brought up another web site on her screen. 'Internationally famed body paint artist !"

"I'm keeping my knickers on" Debbi insisted.

She had walked into work that morning and cringed as she passed the familiar stage set up in reception. "All set for your performance Deb ?" the receptionist asked. Debbi simply scowled at her by way of response. St Patrick's Day fell on a Sunday this year but Diane had pointed out that nobody would care that Debbi's performance was going to be on the Monday at work. So Debbi had spent much of the weekend practicing the rudimentary Irish dance moves that she felt comfortable with. She had done this while watching video clips on the net, once more reassured by the girls in their short green dresses. Sure, a lot of leg was on display but they had green tights and she had endured a lot worse.

So, it was an unpleasant surprise that Diane had sprung on her in the office. "I'm keeping my knickers on !" Debbi was adamant. She was standing naked apart from the most ridiculous and unrealistic orange wig and the aforementioned knickers, while Catalina the body paint artist waited patiently. Catalina had accepted the commission to paint a leprechaun costume onto a bare body, though she had not expected to be painting such a recalcitrant subject. "It looks much better without but if you insist I can paint over them ?"

"I insist" said Debbi. "Well OK. But they'll be ruined. The paint will come off of you easy enough in the shower but if I paint all over the knickers that won't come off in the wash" Catalina explained. "Whatever, I'll buy another pair and charge it to the company" said Debbi defiantly. "But go to Primark, the company's not going to pay for Victoria's Secrets" Diane laughed. She would have preferred Debbi to be completely naked under the body paint but was more than satisfied with what she had already accomplished.

Catalina lived up to her reputation. She painted a green and orange waistcoat onto Debbi's torso, complete with a comedy bow tie and decorative edging. Her arms and shoulders were left bare, as was her midriff. Her breasts were ostensibly covered but it didn't take a very close look to discern that she was topless, especially with those nipples sticking out. Catalina painted green shorts over Debbi's knickers, disguising them quite well but the thong clearly set off her green bum. To complete the ensemble, Catalina painted white stockings onto her legs with black suspenders seeming to attach to the bottom of the painted shorts. It was not altogether unpleasant to feel the brush moving deftly over her body but Debbi was nevertheless acutely aware of being so exposed in her own office yet again.

The result was spectacular but Diane was gratified to see that the absurd orange wig still set it off so that the overall effect was ridiculous and there was still the dancing to come, which she was certain that Debbi would not have mastered !

"Don't say that I never think of you" said Diane. She was handing Debbi the shoes which would complete the St Patrick's Day leprechaun ensemble. "I knew you couldn't be expected to do Irish dance steps in stilettos so I got you these."

'These' turned out to be a monstrous pair of 1970's style platform shoes. Possibly a touch more stable than a pair of stilettos but only marginally so. Debbi tried to balance and come to terms with walking in them. That was hard enough, let alone dance in them. Debbi's reaction was predictable, as was Diane's response. "Je-eff, she's complaining again" she called out of the office door. Debbi heard muffled laughter from her staff before Jeff barged into the room. "And there I was thinking how it made such a nice change that we hadn't had any moaning session from you this month" he admonished Debbi. The problem with the shoes was explained and swiftly dismissed by Jeff. "They set the look off nicely. Diane's been thoughtful and gone to all this trouble for you and the company paid for those dance lessons, so you should be proficient by now."

As was becoming usual for these monthly morale boosting events, the entire company had an extended lunch break to watch Debbi perform and reception was packed. Most had their phones out ready to capture what they were sure would be pretty good, if past experience was anything to go by.

Debbi came down in the lift behind the stage and then climbed the steps behind a curtain to wait for the music to begin. Stew set a traditional Irish jig playing on the sound system and Diane gave Debbi's bare back a shove through the curtain. She stumbled onto the stage on the hideous platforms to much laughter. The crowd quickly realized that she was naked and the costume was painted on. It became even more apparent when she began to dance. Debbi's tits were firm and perky but even they bounced freely in their unsupported state. Those closest to the stage could discern that she was in fact wearing knickers but as she changed position during the dance, it became clear that her ass was unadorned.

Debbi tried to shut out the setting and her attire, or lack of it, and concentrate on the basic Riverdance steps she had practiced and felt most able to pull off. The reaction of her audience was still of amusement and she knew she looked ridiculous, painted as she was and with the comedy orange wig perched on her head. But she was taking some satisfaction from the fact that she was managing some semblance of an Irish dance.

The music changed. It was still a jig but one performed by an electric rock band. Debbi's dance had to become more vigorous. Her bits shook in an even more spectacular fashion. The drummer kicked in on a backbeat and the electric violin and guitar took up a duelling solo. "Shake that booty Debbi, now it's free form" Diane yelled from the wings. Debbi tried her best approximation of a go-go dance. As she shook her head wildly, the ginger wig flew off and across the stage. She lunged to try and catch it but then toppled off the vertiginous platforms and with a whirl of arms and legs, fell over in an ungainly heap !

She tried to get to her feet but had ended up on her hands and knees with her ass facing the crowd. If anyone was in any doubt, they could now see that it was a painted costume and also that she was wearing knickers, albeit a thong. The strip of material could be seen just about covering her pussy and bisecting her asshole, while either side of her parted cheeks, white flesh was visible where Catalina had not bothered to run her brush, thinking that part of Debbi's anatomy would never be seen !

It was a very red faced Debbi that finally managed to regain her feet and attempt a few more futile steps through the final couple of minutes of the song. There was a raucous mixture of cheers and laughter as the audience watched her pert ass disappear behind the curtain. Jeff, Eamon ( who was not going to miss any of these monthly entertainments now, despite being retired ) and the MD surveyed the happy faces of their staff, as Diane ushered Debbi back on stage for a curtain call. "This is really a great success and it's all down to Diane's marvellous initiative" said Jeff. "Absolutely, we have to keep this up throughout the year, the productivity figures go through the roof in the week after each event" agreed the MD.

"There's my darling Debbi, I must have my monthly photo taken with my favourite manager !" Eamon had come to the back of the stage with Jeff and the MD. "Oh, er, hello sir" Debbi mumbled. She was never sure how to address the company's founder who had retired before she began working there. "Don't you just love the way she calls me sir ?" laughed the ebullient entrepreneur, as he placed his arm around Debbi's waist and Jeff obligingly took the photo he required.

"Sure it did my old Irish heart proud to see you dancing up there" said Eamon, ignoring the fiasco of Debbi falling over. "And what treats do you have in store for us in April ?" he inquired. "Um, er, well..." Debbi of course had no idea, as Jeff took little time in reminding Eamon. "It's Diane who is the driving force behind this entire initiative and she comes up with all these wonderful ideas. Debbi would be lost without her, as you can see since she has nothing planned of her own."

"Ah well, I'm sure whatever it is will be wonderful" said Eamon, bending to kiss Debbi on the cheek. "Jeff ?" said Debbi anxiously. "Can I go home to shower ? I can't work all afternoon like this" she explained. "Well no, we don't want you getting paint on any of the company furniture. But it doesn't set a very good example if the staff see you skiving off home. Why didn't you think of this before ?" Jeff responded. "I didn't know what costume Diane was going to make me wear, if you can even call this a costume" Debbi cried. "Oh yes, that's right. Blame Diane. Really Debbi, this petty rivalry has to end and from what I can see, all the resentment comes from your end !" Debbi was speechless. The MD tactfully stepped in. "Maybe Debbi could use the shower we have installed in the executive bathroom ?" he suggested. "That's above her pay grade" Jeff objected. "I know but in the circumstances I think we can make an exception" answered the MD.

The four of them rode up to the top floor in the lift. Eamon was staying for lunch in the boardroom. Debbi felt uncomfortable pressed in with the three fully clothed men, though none of them pressed too close since they did not want paint on their expensive suits. "The bathroom's there Debbi" said the MD, pointing to a door opposite the boardroom. "Thank you sir" she replied. "Don't you just love how she calls you sir ?" laughed Eamon.

Debbi entered the quiet bathroom. She had never seen anything quite so plush. At the far end, beyond the rows of stalls and urinals, she saw the shower. She peeled down her knickers and saw in the full length mirror the small white patch of unpainted skin around her pussy. She stared wistfully at the knickers in her hand. Catalina had been right, they were ruined. Sod it, thought Debbi. I'm claiming on Victoria's Secrets whatever Diane says. She tossed the knickers in the bin, thinking that will be a surprise for the cleaners tonight.

It was a delight to feel the warm water on her skin and she was pleased with the quality of the shampoo and body lotion supplied on the stand inside the shower cubicle. Thankfully, Catalina had also been right in stating that the body paint would wash off of her skin readily. She inspected herself carefully and allowed herself an extra few minutes to just luxuriate in the surroundings under the warm water. The humiliation of the dance routine was receding into the background. Better not push it, better get back to work she thought. She reached around for the towel. The towel !! What towel ? There was no towel ! Worse yet, there were no clothes ! They were downstairs in her office !

First things first. Debbi couldn't go outside soaking wet from the shower and drip all over the corridor of the executive suite. She spotted the hand dryer. Thank goodness nobody can see me she thought, as she contorted her body to try to get as much of it as possible under the blast of the hot air. She lifted her feet to the jet, tried to manoeuvre her thighs under as much of the warm air as possible, bent over backwards to try and get some of the warmth aimed at her tits and torso, even stooped to get her ass as close as she could.

All in all, what with the natural air drying that was taking place, it wasn't a totally unsatisfactory result. Apart from her hair which remained wet. Debbi bent over the sink and tried to hand wring her locks as best she could.

Now what ? There was no point in procrastination. Eventually someone was going to need to come into the rest room to pee. She couldn't just go down in the lift and march across the open plan office in the buff, even if her naked form was not exactly a novelty to her staff any more. She opened the door and peered out into the corridor. It was empty, which ruled out the possibility of hiding behind the door and summoning someone to her assistance. Reluctantly she stepped out into the open, crossed the corridor and knocked on the door of the boardroom.

"Come in" she heard the MD's voice. Debbi ignored it and knocked again. "Come in", the voice a little more irritated. Debbi opened the door and poked her head around. "Ah, it's you Debbi. Come in."

"I can't" Debbi replied. "You can't ?" Eamon noticed her bare shoulder and began to get up. "I haven't got any clothes on, they're still downstairs in my office, I didn't think. Can you call Carol and ask her to bring them up for me ?" The men chuckled amiably. "You've got Carol's number Jeff ?" asked the MD. "I'll give her a call" Jeff agreed. Eamon had reached the door by now. "Don't you worry your pretty little head, go and wait in the rest room. We won't need to use it yet." He watched appreciatively as Debbi retreated and her bare bum disappeared behind the rest room door. "She can be a bit of an air head" said Jeff. "But an entertaining one" countered Eamon.

******

"Looks like you're going to have to go commando for the afternoon but at least I've got your tights" said Carol as she watched Debbi get dressed. "What about your hair ?" Carol wondered. "Sod it, it's gradually drying and I haven't got any appointments this afternoon thankfully. Have you heard any rumours about an April event ?" Debbi didn't really want to know but had noted how keen the management were to continue these.
"No" Carol admitted. "I don't know why you keep putting up with it" she asked her boss. "You've heard how Jeff goes off on one if I complain" answered Debbi. "Yeah but why aren't you polishing up your CV ? Looking for something else ? It's a pretty good record."

"That's a last resort. That means Diane's won. I'm not going to give her the satisfaction" Debbi retorted determinedly. "Oh well, you've always got my support" said Carol, ironically given her earlier attitude to her boss. But Diane had pushed them closer together.

[Debbifan]

Debbi Boosts Morale - April


"So, you're in charge of looking up notable events Stew. What happens in April ?" Diane asked. They were still basking in the success of the dancing leprechaun but there was no time to rest on their laurels. "Not a lot it seems" Stew answered sadly. "There's St George's Day ?" he suggested. Diane pulled a sour face. "Bor-ing. We've just done a saint's day and anyway, we English never make anything of our patron saint. And what can we find that's sexy and demeaning for Debbi to do in connection with someone who probably never existed anyway and is only famous for fighting a mythical dragon ?"

"Point taken" conceded Stew. "There's that song; April in Paris" he ventured. Diane just glared. "No, well, I don't suppose we can do much with that either" Stew admitted. "Then there's the phrase April showers. Maybe we could fit a shower unit up in reception and Debbi could take a shower down there ?" he tried suggesting finally. "Better" said Diane. "But a bit one dimensional and something of a last resort. Plus, I'm not sure we could arrange the plumbing."

They fell into silence. "I've got an idea for April Fool's Day" Aditty suddenly piped up. "April 1st's a bank holiday this year because of Easter, We won't be at work" Stew pointed out. "Nobody seemed to care that we did the Irish stunt a day late when St Patrick's Day was on a Sunday" countered Diane. "We can easily hold over until the Tuesday. But what can we do to our resident fool ?"

"I was thinking of a fashion show" said Aditty. The other two looked blank. "And that is an April Fool how exactly ?" asked Diane. "You've heard of the children's story, The Emperor's New Clothes ?" Aditty explained. Diane began to grin. "I'm sure you could write a bogus script to be read out to describe various fancy outfits ? And each time Debbi came out she would be totally nude ! We could parade her up a catwalk and back, announce the next costume and out she would come again, still stark naked. It'd be up to you how many costume changes we had. Maybe we could make tiny adjustments like giving her a belt for one time or having a 'bridal costume' and giving her a garter ?"

"Genius Aditty" said Diane, delighted with her protégé. "Will she agree ? Will we get it past Jeff ?" Stew was sceptical. "I'll handle that" replied Diane confidently. "The productivity figures are exceptional. Jeff's totally on board with all this now, as are Eamon and the MD. Hell, I'll probably have to fight off Eamon from being the master of ceremonies. She'll whine and kick and scream like she always does but then she'll have to cave."

"I thought for a novelty, the fashion show could also contain an item for plus size ladies and we could rope Carol into it too" suggested Aditty mischievously. Diane laughed. "You really are turning into a woman after my own heart" she told the Asian girl.



From : Diane To : All staff cc: Full Customer Contact List, Area Female Executive Group

12.30 pm April 2nd, held over from April 1st. Venue : Company Reception Foyer

THE COMPANY PROUDLY PRESENTS 'THE I.T. MANAGER'S NEW CLOTHES'

Renowned fashion designer Titiana Bareskinski will be unveiling her exciting new spring and summer fashion range, modelled by our very own I.T. manager Debbi. An altogether unmissable event. All welcome. Streamed live on the company website for those unable to attend in person.

Legal notice : In line with company policy regarding transparency and freedom of speech, those attending have permission to publish and distribute any photographic record they may take as they think fit. The company, of course, accepts no liability.



******

"But you know what she expects me to do Jeff. She's gone too far this time." Debbi was confronting Jeff in his office. "Nonsense" Jeff countered. "You know that everything is always very tastefully done. And there's such a buzz already with still over a week to go. It looks set to be our most successful event yet."

"What's tasteful about me prancing around with no clothes on ?" Debbi demanded to know. "Well, that's up to you not to put on any vulgar display. It's all just good clean fun to build team morale and you know it's working. We've been over this so many times." Debbi was not placated. "And that's another thing. If it's just supposed to be boosting morale in the team, why copy in the customers and the local executive group ?" Debbi knew what Jeff's reply would be and she parroted it simultaneously with him, "It all helps raise the company profile !"

She still wasn't going to let it go. "And she's intending to rope in Carol for a plus size lady's segment" Debbi objected on behalf of her assistant. "Which just goes to show how in touch the company is with modern social mores by projecting a positive body image for all body types" Jeff pontificated in reply. "Bullshit" said Debbi. "Anyway, we've been talking and if Carol and I are going to do it, we're only stripping down to our underwear."

"But the song says the Emperor's as naked as the day that he was born. You weren't born wearing knickers" Jeff pointed out. "Knickers to you and stuff the bloody song" said Debbi, storming out.

"I can't believe we've agreed to come in on a holiday Monday just to rehearse this bloody stunt" Debbi complained to Carol. At Jeff's insistence, they had agreed to come in for a couple of hours so that Diane could go through her script for 'The I.T. Manager's New Clothes' and so they would know their cues for when to come out on stage. Debbi hadn't noticed how quiet her assistant was. "But we're still agreed right ? We're going to make a stand ? We're only stripping down to our underwear ?" Carol looked sheepish. "Sorry Deb, but I'm going to do it naked and I really think that you should do too."

"What ?" exclaimed Debbi. "We agreed." "Yes I know" said Carol. "But Derek's been on at me. Remember we've just taken on that remortgage to pay for the extension and he's relying on my money coming in. He thinks I should do it, it'll only be a quick flash."

"It might only be a quick flash for you, you only have to come out once according to this script. But I'm constantly parading up and down, seven times in all !" Debbi cried. "Yeah, but you've got the body for it, not like me" Carol countered. "Oh, come on. OK, you've got ten years on me and have had a kid and a couple of bits might be sagging a bit but you're still fit enough" said Debbi, by way of a backhanded compliment. "Thanks, I think" said Carol. "Look, they can't sack us for refusing to get naked for some stupid stunt" Debbi continued to argue. "No but they can make it awkward and give a measly pay rise or none at all. Sorry, it's not worth the risk. We're doing it naked."

Debbi was slightly surprised that Jeff was there when they arrived in reception for the run through. "Now about this only stripping down to your underwear nonsense" he began. "Don't bother bringing out any threats or counter arguments Jeff, we're doing it naked" Debbi interrupted him. Diane smirked triumphantly. "Oh, well, wonderful. I'm glad you've seen sense" Jeff blustered. "We're not stripping off this afternoon though" Debbi asserted. "No, no, that won't be necessary" Jeff agreed.

The rehearsal was simple enough and wasn't really necessary but it did serve to show Debbi that she was going to be exposed to the crowd for some considerable time due to the multiple 'costume' changes that Diane had included. "Of course, we don't have to worry about timing any actual costume changes because you're never going to be wearing anything anyway !" Diane had gloated. "You've practiced your model walk I hope and know how to pose and turn at the end of the catwalk ?" she asked. Debbi nodded. "Better show us now anyway" Diane persisted. "Do I have to !" groaned Debbi. But she nevertheless did, albeit fully clothed on this occasion. "That'll do I suppose" conceded Diane. "The only thing we can't rehearse today is when we bring on Titiana Bareskinski at the end to take her bow with the models" she finished. "Sorry ?" asked a confused Debbi. "Eamon's flying over from Dublin and he's going to dress up in drag as Titiana." Jeff explained. Diane did not mind that Eamon was enamoured of 'little Debbi' as his favourite I.T. manager. The flamboyant Irishman might have been the founder of the company and still be a major shareholder but he no longer had any real power within the company.

"Oh and don't forget tomorrow Debbi, you're also in charge of presenting the company's offer to next year's prospective graduate intake. We want to ensure we recruit the best crop" Jeff reminded her as a passing shot when they left.

"You won't believe it, Carol's called in sick. She ate a dodgy kebab allegedly" Diane laughed. "Why are you laughing ?" asked Aditty. "Because it's a little bit like the old Carol" Diane explained. "She persuades Debbi that they have to do it naked and then she pulls a sicky to get out of doing it herself. I was in two minds about including her anyway. I think it's best really to keep all the attention exclusively on Debbi. It's not a problem, she can do an extra turn on the catwalk to make up for Carol not being there."

"So she'll be doing eight 'costumes' now ?" chuckled Aditty. "Eight naked 'costumes', yes. I just need to rewrite what I was going to say for Carol's plus size turn" replied Diane. "Why don't we round it up to ten ?" Aditty suggested. "Why not a round dozen ?" added Stew. "Or thirteen, a baker's dozen" laughed Aditty. "Hell, why not twenty ?" cried Stew. They all laughed. "No time. But a dozen sounds good" Diane decided. "I've still got time to add some more to the script this morning."

******

Debbi was meanwhile unaware of Carol's absence. She had gone straight up to HR that morning to meet the graduate intake she was to sell the company's offer to. "Can I ask a favour Karen ?" she said to the HR manager. "Can you take them to lunch in the canteen at 1215 ? Keep them away from reception ?" "Why's that ?" Karen smiled disingenuously. "I hear there's one of our monthly events ? That sounds just the thing to show them what a fun place this can be to work." Karen was teasing Debbi. She did not know the details but from past experience and the description of 'The I.T. Manger's New Clothes', she had a good idea what to expect. "Karen, it'd be embarrassing to carry on the afternoon tour of the offices with them if they'd seen that" Debbi urged, without going into specifics. "Just kidding you. I'll keep them in the canteen" Karen agreed.

Debbi was introduced to the prospective intake and she escorted them to the board room on the upper floor, standing at the head of the table as they seated themselves. There were six of them, four male and two female. Each had been provided with a welcome pack. "You can look through those later at your leisure" she began. Debbi was dressed conservatively in a grey pinstripe suit, the skirt of which fell to just below her knee. She wore a crisp white blouse, navy blue tights and sensible shoes. She was not interviewing the candidates, they were all pre-qualified. Rather, it was her task to sell the company to them. She ran through the history and successes, helped in this regard by the well known public persona of the company's erstwhile founder Eamon. She detailed the company's current activities and outlined some of the perks of working there.

"What about career progression ?" asked one of the girls whose attitude had struck Debbi as being spikier than the others, less passive. "Isn't the pathway going to be blocked ?" she continued. "There's lots of different avenues" Debbi countered. "Project management, R& D, sales, customer liaison. And let's be honest, the idea of staying with the same company for life is very 20th century" she added, to nods of agreement. "But what sort of a place is it to work at ?" the same girl asked. "Oh, it can be quite a fun environment. You know, work hard, play hard" said Debbi, hoping that she had not turned red.

"Ah, here's Karen" Debbi was relieved to see. "She's taking you to the canteen for lunch. I'm sorry I can't be with you, I've got something else on. But we'll meet back here at two" she apologized. "Before we go, may I just take a photograph of you all with Debbi for the company magazine ?" said Karen, producing her camera. The group gathered around Debbi and they all smiled dutifully for the camera. "Great" said Karen.

"Nearly two hours in the canteen seems a bit of a bore" the troublesome girl opined as they headed to the door. "I was given this leaflet on my way in; 'The I.T. Manager's New Clothes.' Can't we go and see what that's all about instead?" she requested. "Er. I don't want you all to get hungry" Debbi objected desperately. "I'm not that hungry" one of the boys said. "And we'll still have time to grab a bite surely ?" "Yeah, let's go see what this is" agreed the other girl, taking the leaflet and looking it over. "Sorry" Karen mouthed silently at Debbi.

Debbi let Karen and the graduate hopefuls take the lift first, following them down when it returned and alighting at the rear of the temporary stage. "Cutting it fine aren't you ?" sneered Diane, who was waiting there with Jeff and Aditty. "It's only 1218" Debbi sneered back. "Where's Carol ?" "She's off sick with an upset stomach" said Diane casually. "What ?" exclaimed Debbi. She'd be having words with her assistant tomorrow. "So we've had to rearrange things slightly" Diane continued. "You'll be doing Carol's walkout too." Diane tried hard not to laugh at the look on Debbi's face. "In fact, we took the opportunity to do a more extensive rewrite and there are now twelve 'outfits' for you to walk out and model !"

"Twelve ? Come on Jeff, that's ridiculous." Debbi turned to her boss for support but none was forthcoming. "The timing's all been meticulously worked out and it'll be fine as long as you do your bit efficiently, so I don't want to hear any more complaints. Look, Diane's even gone to the trouble of providing somewhere for you to take your clothes off and keep them safe so you can easily get dressed again afterwards." He indicated a makeshift wooden structure which appeared to be little more than a glorified cupboard.

"That's right" Diane agreed. "And time's pressing so get in there and strip off. Aditty will be in charge backstage and remember what we rehearsed yesterday. Each time you come out, go first to the front of the stage. Pose with hands aloft for a long three count. One...two...three. Then walk to the right of the stage, stop and turn to pose with one hand raised and one on your hip and hold for another three count before crossing to the left of the stage and stopping to pose legs akimbo with both hands on your hips for the count of three. Think you can manage that ?" "Yeah, yeah, got that. I'm not thick" Debbi fumed as she walked into her mini changing room.

The changing room was uncomfortably cramped and claustrophobic and Debbi had to contort to divest herself of her business attire and underwear. Diane and Aditty waited for Jeff to go before high fiving each other. "I'd better get ready to go on stage" said Diane, picking up the clipboard containing her script. "How many are watching the live stream ?" "894 and counting" replied Aditty. "Really ?" Diane was surprised. "Well, you spread the word quite widely throughout the industry as well as with the international customer base. I reckon everyone who's ever had any dealings with Debbi in a professional capacity will be watching" the Asian girl answered with a grin.

The now naked Debbi emerged from the changing room. Diane smiled with satisfaction. Seeing Debbi humbled and making a fool of herself never got old. "Good, we're all set. Aditty's got your heels" she told Debbi.

Debbi was standing nervously back stage as the murmur of voices grew louder and reception filled up. She knew that most of the company would be gathering out there, eager to see the show and with a pretty clear idea of what it might entail. Worse still it now seemed that the graduate party she had been presenting to on the company's behalf that morning, would also be getting a ringside seat. She heard music start up and the murmurs turned to giggles. Stew had found from somewhere a purely instrumental version of the children's ditty that told the story of Hans Christian Anderson's tale. This played for a couple of minutes and then Debbi heard Diane's voice begin her introduction. "Get ready for your first cue" Aditty hissed into Debbi's ear.

"Welcome ladies and gentlemen. The company is extremely proud and gratified to be hosting this launch of Titiana Bareskinski's new spring and autumn range for the successful business woman. You will all be aware of Ms. Bareskinski's international renown and it is quite a coup for us. She could easily have recruited a team of expensive supermodels but instead, Ms. Bareskinski wanted to show how suited her new range of clothes would be for the ordinary business woman going about her daily tasks and so, to illustrate that, she has enlisted the services of our very own I.T. manager Debbi to model the range for us !"

Diane's introduction elicited a mix of laughter and cheers from the staff, who had all been present for the morale building events earlier in the year and so had a good idea of what to expect. The six graduates that Debbi had been introducing to the company were more confused. "That's the woman who's showing us round isn't it ?" wondered Harriet, the quieter of the two females in the group. "Sure is" confirmed Elizabeth, the one who had been asking the awkward questions.

"And so our collection will begin with essential day wear for the busy and ambitious young executive" Diane continued. Debbi knew this was her first cue and did not need the shove in the back by way of encouragement from Aditty. She stepped out boldly naked onto the stage. If she was going to go through with it, and she had run out of time and arguments with Jeff, then she was going to try and own the moment. But, oh god, it was embarrassing.

Even though most of the audience had been kind of expecting it, there were still some shocked gasps when Debbi appeared, though these soon evolved into happy laughter and encouraging catcalls. "Debbi is wearing a stylish but practical two piece business suit with matching blouse and tights and sensible shoes. Ideal for a long day in the office and for those all important business meetings but embellished by Ms Bareskinski's trade mark touches on the collar and trim" Diane droned on. Whereas of course, everyone could see that Debbi was wearing nothing whatsoever apart from a pair of very high heeled shoes that accentuated the shape and contours of her legs as she walked.

As they had rehearsed, Debbi stopped and posed in all her naked glory at the front of the stage for what to her seemed an interminably long count of three. She was right in front of the six graduates. "Wow !" was all that one of the boys could say. "Good grief...I don't believe it...you can see...er, well, I mean....you can see..." Harriet was almost speechless. "Everything !" Elizabeth delightedly finished Harriet's statement for her. She took out her phone as Debbi moved to the sides of the stage to pose and show off the 'outfit' as instructed, before heading back stage again to 'change'.

"What are you doing ? You can't take photos" said Harriet. "Who said I can't ?" Elizabeth retorted. "Look at all these others getting their phones out. And look what is says on this leaflet, it's encouraging people to take photos and recordings and giving them permission to do whatever they want with them. This'll be social media gold !"

"But that's not fair on her" Harriet argued. "Who cares ? Anyway, she needs taking down a peg or two after that superior attitude she displayed to us all morning" Elizabeth replied. "I thought she was nice" one of the boys ventured. "Oh, you boys are so easy. All she had to do was flash a pretty smile and you were putty in her hands." It was clear that Elizabeth was a little jealous. "Well, she's flashing rather more than a smile now" laughed another as the boys, as Debbi emerged 'modelling' the second outfit and he in turn took out his phone !

The atmosphere became rowdier with each new appearance that Debbi made. It did not seem to matter that it was the same every time, that Debbi wore the same outfit, her birthday suit, and that she performed the same walk and struck the same poses at the same spots on the stage. If anything the repetition reinforced the joke, which grew in power each time Debbi came back out. Diane varied her spiel of course, which also elicited laughter on occasion, such as when she invited the audience to notice how elegantly the material of one non-existent dress hugged the contours of Debbi's body, or when she warned that another evening gown could appear to be slightly transparent under certain lighting conditions , so care should be taken to wear something decent underneath !

However, it wouldn't be strictly true to say that Debbi looked exactly the same every time she made her reappearance. By the time the show had reached the eighth 'costume', the more observant in the audience were able to notice a subtle change. "Oh my god, can I see what I think I can see ?" Elizabeth exclaimed. "I spy with my little eye, something beginning with 'c' " confirmed Harriet. "A clitoris !" Elizabeth yelped joyously, loud enough for all those seated nearby, plus Debbi on the stage, to hear. Debbi had managed to compartmentalize her reactions thus far but this outburst threw her off her stride and she felt the heat rising to her face. She could do nothing about her body's involuntary reaction and so had to grin and bare, posing with even this intimate part of her anatomy on display as phones continued to record.

After what seemed to be never ending to Debbi but was in reality only just over half an hour, they came to the twelfth and final costume. "Here, put this on" said Aditty backstage. She was holding up a blue elastic garter with a lace fringe. "Huh ?" queried Debbi. "It's for the wedding dress silly. You know, something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue" Aditty explained impatiently. Debbi hoisted a foot and pulled the garter up around her left thigh. Diane was announcing the wedding gown finale and explaining that naturally it would only be the groom that would ever get to see the something blue, just in time for Debbi to emerge displaying the garter as well as everything else, as she had been doing for the entire show !

As Debbi finally disappeared backstage to enthusiastic applause, Diane announced that she was delighted to welcome the designer of today's collection, Titiana Bareskinski. Eamon Gillespie appeared onstage to much laughter and cheering. He hadn't opted for full drag but had selected an androgynous Cabaret style look, with thick red lipstick, heavy mascara and an elongated cigarette holder. He thanked Diane profusely in his approximation of a cod Russian accent but then reverted back to his familiar Irish brogue to call 'the real star of the show' back out to join them for a curtain call. Debbi remained nude as Aditty shoved her back out, where she had to submit to linking arms between Diane and Eamon as they took their bows.

The trio eventually left the stage and the audience slowly began to disperse, happily discussing the lunchtime entertainment. "Would you all like to come backstage to meet Eamon ?" Karen suggested to the six graduates.

"Do you often hold these lunchtime events ?" Elizabeth asked eagerly, as Karen led the graduates backstage to meet Eamon. "Yes, once a month. The management have found that it does wonders for staff morale and productivity, not to mention raising the company's profile industry wide."

"And it is always a similar king of thing ?"

"More or less."

"And always with the same manager taking part ?"

"Debbi ? Yes, she seems a firm favourite" Karen confirmed. "We started in January, when we marked the 25th anniversary of the founding of the company by having Eamon spank her bare bottom. Ah, speaking of whom, here's Eamon now. Can I introduce you to our prospective graduate intake for this September ?" Although no longer active within the company, the exuberant founder was still happy to mount a charm offensive on its' behalf.

Debbi meanwhile was hanging back as best she could. She was still naked but the route back to her clothes in the tiny changing room was temporarily blocked by Stew and Aditty, who were beginning to clear things up. "I was wondering" said Elizabeth, addressing Karen once more. "You took that group photo of us with Debbi in the boardroom earlier. Mightn't it be fun to take another one of us here with her now ? Kind of a before and after thing ?" Karen might have demurred on Debbi's behalf but Eamon thought it was a splendid idea. "Ah, so you're lucky enough to have had the lovely Debbi showing you around ? Debbi, come over here and have your photo taken with the gang" he called. "But I haven't got any clothes on" "No worries, I'm sure the magic suit of clothes will miraculously appear in the photo" Eamon laughed, prolonging the April Fool joke. Debbi was corralled into standing prominently in the middle of the group of fully clothed candidates. "Perhaps Debbi should make peace signs, show how much fun we are all having ?" Elizabeth suggested.

Karen took a few photos from which the best shot could be selected. At which point a familiar voice boomed out. "Lizzie, great to see you !" as Diane bounded over to air kiss with Elizabeth. "You two know each other ?" Debbi asked. "Of course, Lizzie's my cousin" Diane replied.

Debbi tried her best to be professional that afternoon, as she showed the six graduates around the rest of the company offices. It wasn't exactly the ideal time to be making a tour of every department when she was constantly greeted by calls of 'Great show Deb' or 'Maybe your best yet'. Especially when Elizabeth took advantage of the openings these presented to keep quizzing Debbi about the 'special morale boosting events'.

*****

Meanwhile, an inquest was taking place in another part of the building. "Well, I think that went very well" was Diane's judgement. "How many did we get on the live stream in the end ?"

"Over a thousand" answered Aditty. "But also the views of the archived recording are going up all the time. 'Course, some of those may be the same people watching it more than once."

"Like Stew ?" laughed Diane. "That's just for quality control purposes" Stew grinned.

"What are the comments like ?" Diane wanted to know. "Well, there are a lot of 'wow, she's hot' type comments and 'I'd love to bury my face between those thighs', that kind of thing" said Aditty. "Ugh, gross. Some people have no taste." sneered Diane. "But there are a few 'What a bimbos' and then there are those from people who obviously know her. 'Always wanted to know what was under that business suit', 'That memory's going to brighten up the next meeting with her'. Someone's posted 'I thought she was supposed to be a serious business woman ?'"

"That was me" Diane admitted. "The clitoris moment got a lot of response" said Stew. "Did the mic pick up Lizzie's shout then ?" asked Diane. "I think it did but people were picking up on it anyway" Stew confirmed. "Excellent" laughed Diane.

[Debbifan]

Debbi Boosts Morale - May / June


"So, we're going with Queen of the May then. Have you confirmed the Morris dancers Stew ?" Diane was preparing for May's morale boosting event. "Yeah" Stew confirmed. "They can't do actual May 1st because they have their traditional bookings then but they're available any other day and are game for anything as long as there's free beer !"

"Great" said Diane. "They don't object to what we have lined up for Debbi ?"

"Nah, that's another incentive in fact. They don't often get to perform with naked ladies !"

"I guess not" Diane laughed. "How's the script coming along ?" she asked Aditty. "I've been researching online. May Queen ceremonies don't normally involve nudity but I've taken poetic licence" the Asian girl replied. "She'll come out in a virginal white gown then have it taken off to be bathed for ritual purification and then adorned with flowers before dancing naked with the Morris men."

"Sounds good. And we're doing it out in the car park, might as well take advantage of the improving weather." Diane was satisfied.

"It's not that warm yet" said Aditty. "No worries, I'm sure Debbi will cope !" They all laughed.

An extract from the company magazine for May :

'How does Diane keep doing it ? It is a mystery how our head of product development keeps managing to come up with stellar ideas for another morale boosting event every month but she succeeded once again in the merry month of May ! As expected, the spectacle once more featured everyone's favourite I.T. manager Debbi, who herself deserves some respect for her willingness to enter into the spirit of things. But it should always be remembered that none of this would ever happen without the creative genius of Diane and her able assistant Aditty.

This month's event took place outside in the company car park, where a large water tank had been erected and a space kept clear for dancing. This enabled anyone passing in the street or looking out from the neighbouring offices to join in the fun, demonstrating Diane's flare for raising awareness in the town of both the company and of our business.

Debbi was led out to be Queen of the May, clad only in a diaphanous white gown. She climbed the steps to the top of the water tank, in which she was to be fully immersed in an ancient purification rite prior to being installed as a symbol of fertility for the coming season. Judging from Debbi's reaction as she emerged dripping and shivering from the tank, it seemed that the water was very cold ! So it was probably just as well that the soaking wet gown was stripped from her body while she was still at the top of the stairs and she was taken naked into the centre of the car park where Aditty adorned her with a headdress of wild flowers, another example of Diane's attention to detail and demonstrating the commitment of the company to environmental ideals.

Bells were then strapped to each of Debbi's thighs just above the knee and it was time for the entrance of Diane's other 'coup de theatre', the East Berks Morris Men ! Dressed in full regalia, they proceeded to invite Debbi to be Mistress of the Dance and, to the accompaniment of fiddle and accordion playing old folk melodies, they commenced the traditional dance. Debbi was handed a carved stick to be struck against those of the other dancers at appropriate points in the music. Sadly, she seemed to have little idea of how the dance was supposed to be performed but nevertheless there was much enjoyment of her naked performance and a great deal of merriment on one occasion when her stick was knocked clean out of her grasp and she had to scamper across the car park to bend and retrieve it !

As the dance ended, the Morris Men hoisted their naked queen onto their shoulders and paraded her around the car park and out into the adjacent street, affording numerous photo opportunities for the appreciative crowd that had gathered. Some of the results are printed overleaf and more can be found online on the company's website.'

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"This bloody article. Diane this, Diane that, Diane the other. Diane, Diane, Diane. She might as well have written it herself" Debbi complained. "She did" Carol responded. "Why am I not surprised ?" Debbi cynically answered. Carol was losing patience with her boss. "It's your own fault. We've talked before about how you could easily leave for another job with your CV. And you didn't even complain to Jeff before the event this time."

"There's no point in complaining to him I've learned. It only annoys him and I end up doing it anyway" Debbi answered. "The MD and Eamon are too invested in the whole thing and they claim it's bringing good results."

"But what about leaving for another job ?" Carol repeated. "Before word spreads too far about your bimbo activities and damages your reputation as a serious business woman ?" she added perceptively. "I told you last time, I'm not going to let Diane win. Leave and she'll probably install that snooty cousin of hers Elizabeth that was on the graduate intake. You wanna work for her ?" Debbi retorted. "No, of course not. So you're just going to keep on getting your kit off every month and putting up with whatever indignity she wants to heap on you ?"

"Until I can come up with a plan" Debbi answered gloomily. "And you have any idea of a plan ?" asked Carol. "No" Debbi admitted. "If I want to stay she seems to have me boxed into a corner, what with having the ear of all the top management."

"Have you seen the photos on the web site ?" Carol wondered. "I'm not that much of a masochist" Debbi ruefully replied. "They're really High Def. You can clearly see you've got goose pimples when you've climbed out of the tank" Carol informed her. "Great" sighed Debbi.

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Diane : We've got to start thinking about June. What happens in June ?

Aditty : Glastonbury !

Diane ( scornfully ) : And that helps us how exactly, in getting Debbi naked ?

Stew : Royal Ascot racing's just down the road.

Diane ( scornfully ) : And that helps us how exactly, in getting Debbi naked ?

Stew : OK, what about the summer solstice ?

Diane : Nah, we've only just done a pagan celebration for May.

Stew : But a Midsummer Night's Dream ? She could be a naked fairy ?

Diane : No. Anyway, we've already had her as a leprechaun. Come on, we can't have run out of steam already, we're not halfway through the year.

Aditty : There's Wimbledon ? You could play her at tennis in the car park and she could be naked ?

Diane : A bit better but kind of a last resort.

Aditty : I did some snooping in HR and Debbi's own birthday's in June. We could give her a birthday spanking for her own birthday like we did for the company anniversary ?

Diane : Very much a last resort.

Stew : Then how about resurrecting the company summer fete ? We could have sideshows ? Put her in the stocks, naked of course, and have people throw wet sponges at her ?

Diane : Better !

Aditty : Or we could have a ducking stool with her in it, naked of course, and people could throw things to trigger it to give her a dunking ? We could do one or the other ?

Stew : Or both !

Diane : Now you're thinking outside the box. Let's investigate !

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Conversation between Diane, Aditty and Stew :

Diane : So, it's impossible to find the apparatus for a ducking stool anywhere ?

Aditty : 'Fraid so. They only seem to be in museums. Not to mention the need to get a pool of some sort and a trigger mechanism to control the whole thing. It's just too difficult.

Diane : Pity. So that's crossed off the list then ?

Stew : Yeah, But the good news is, the stocks were surprisingly easy to obtain. And we can put them up on the platform we used for the other events, so everyone gets a good view.

Diane : Great. We'll just have to string out her time in there to compensate for no ducking stool.

Aditty ( laughing ): We've got enough plans for that anyway !

Diane : Quite. But we won't tell her about them. We'll put her in there fully clothed to start with and lull her into a false sense of security.

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Conversation between Debbi and Carol :

Carol : So you're getting off lightly this month ?

Debbi : I wouldn't say that exactly. I've still got to go in some bloody stocks and have people throw wet sponges at me. That's not exactly getting off lightly.

Carol : No, but I guess it's entering into the spirit of the summer fete and at least you get to keep your clothes on this time.

Debbi : Yeah, miracles will never cease.

Carol : And you normally help out at the fete anyway ?

Debbi : True.

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Conversation between Debbi and Jeff :

Jeff : I must say I'm pleased to see that there are no moans and complaints from you this month about the fete. That's two months in a row that I haven't had you storming into my office !

Debbi : What's the point ? I'm not exactly overjoyed that people will be paying to throw wet sponges at me. It's not the most dignified thing in the world but at least I'm keeping my clothes on.

Jeff : Oh, it won't be so bad. It's all good family fun, you know how everyone looks forward to the summer fete and I'm sure there'll be others in management taking part in various ways too. Needless to say, I expect you to co-operate fully with Diane and Aditty as usual.

Debbi : Yeah, whatever.

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"Oh, good choice. That's a great biography. You won't believe the life that poor woman's led !" Debbi and Carol were working the second hand book stall at the fete. All proceeds from the various stalls to be donated to charity by the company, an easy way to bolster their philanthropic image.

Even Diane didn't think it would be possible to keep Debbi in the stocks for the four hours that the fete was due to last and so it was decided that she would only be expected to be in there for half an hour or so towards the end of the afternoon. "Half an hour give or take" were Diane's exact words.

So it was that around three thirty, Aditty approached the book stall. "Ready when you are Debbi." "OK, let's get it over with" Debbi replied resignedly. "Break a leg" Carol called after her. Debbi had dressed down in a plain t-shirt and jeans, knowing there was a possibility of them getting splattered while she was in the stocks. She had been told that people would be throwing wet sponges but did not put it past Diane that something messier might be involved. As was usual for her at the weekend, she had not bothered to wear a bra.

A small queue had already begun to form around the low platform on which the stocks were erected. People had been intrigued by the sight throughout the afternoon and by the sign which read : 'Ye Olde Medieval Stocks - Wet Sponge Throw - £1 a throw to soak the lovely Debbi'

"Only a pound ?" said Debbi on reading the sign. "We can't be too greedy and we want to generate interest" Diane explained. "Well done Debbi, pleased to see you entering into the spirit of things as usual" said the M.D. who was passing. More people began to gather curiously as Debbi's head and wrists were placed in their slots on the stocks. She was bent slightly forward but it wasn't too uncomfortable, at least initially. As the top bar was locked into place however, she felt vulnerable and constricted and a slight panic attack set in. "Right, we just need to fit your gag" said Diane. "Gag ?" Debbi cried. "Well you don't want all that manky water getting in your mouth do you ? You wouldn't be able to wipe it away" Diane explained reasonably. "Urgh, urgh, urgh" Debbi replied as Aditty fixed the ball gag in place.

"Roll up, roll up. Ye Olde Medieval Stocks. Only a pound a throw. Re-enact our heritage." Aditty began to bellow into the bull horn Stew had obtained.

Not all of the sponges thrown at Debbi hit their target by any means but enough of them did to leave her t-shirt wet through and to justify her decision to wear old clothes. She suspected that she would look like a contestant in a wet t-shirt competition when she was set free but for now, her breasts were more or less concealed behind the stocks. She was relieved and a little surprised that it did seem to simply be regular water that the sponges were being dipped into and nothing more unpleasant. But they did sting on the occasions when there was a direct hit on her face and her wet hair was beginning to drip into her eyes.

There were plenty of people, mainly male, happy to show off their throwing ability. Squinting through the drips, Debbi recognised a few from the company but also young men wanting to show off to their dates and fathers wanting to impress their families, who were all laughing at the fun. Aditty and Stew were running around collecting the sponges and replacing them in the tub of increasingly dirty water. The water was cold but fortunately for Debbi, the English summer weather had perked up and it was a nice afternoon.

Diane had been busily collecting the £1 coins from those eager for a chance to pelt Debbi. But after half an hour, she called a halt and moved up to the platform alongside Debbi. Debbi failed to notice Aditty moving the sign for the stall and going to collect a different one. She expected Diane to release her from the stocks but instead her nemesis began talking. "I think we can all agree that Debbi here has been a great sport." Cheery applause from those still gathered, even those disappointed that it seemed they had missed their chance to throw. "All this and it's her birthday too" Diane continued and she then began to lead the crowd in a rendition of 'Happy Birthday To You'. Debbi smiled wanly and wiggled her fingers in appreciation.

But Diane hadn't finished. "Now I'm sure you'll all agree that it wouldn't be a proper birthday without a birthday surprise !"

Debbi's eyes widened. A surprise ? She didn't like surprises, at least not where Diane was concerned. And she certainly wasn't going to like this one !

Diane continued. "So, as her birthday surprise, for the next half hour, any of you willing to pay £5 can come up here and give Debbi six birthday spanks !" Debbi's eyes widened. The crowd cheered and laughed as the new sign for the stall was displayed. 'Debbi's birthday spanking - £5 to slap her bare bum !'

Debbi began to squirm in the stocks in a futile attempt to break free. "Urrgh, urrgh, urrgh" she cried through her gag. Diane was now alongside, lifting her t-shirt and pinning the hem to her shoulders. Debbi felt Aditty's hands on her belt and, wriggle as she might, there was nothing she could do to stop the Asian girl from unzipping her jeans and they were soon joined around her ankles by her plain white knickers !

Word had quickly spread and the other stalls became deserted as everyone crowded around the platform, straining to get a better view. Debbi glanced to her left in horror as a lengthy queue began to form. Strangely, it seemed that there were more females than males eager to take the opportunity of spanking her. Once again she recognized people from the company but also a couple of neighbours and her 'frenemies' from college days, Jackie and Sarah.

"Not too hard, it's only a bit of fun" Diane called considerately as the fun began. "Umph, umph, umph" Debbi cried into her gag as the first slaps landed. Thankfully, most participants entered the spirit of the thing and the slaps stung rather than hurt. But Debbi's bum was nevertheless soon taking on a vivid pink hue.

"For an extra pound, Aditty here will take a photo of you having your turn" Diane informed the queue, an offer almost everyone accepted. Some of the minority of males in the queue took the opportunity of a quick grope as their turn came and Debbi's level of embarrassment climbed off the scale. She saw the M.D. approaching with Jeff and his wife Audrey. "Excellent work Diane as usual. I don't know how you manage to keep coming up with such novel and wonderful ideas. Can we jump the queue ?"

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Diane : So how much did we make ?

Stew : £150 from the spanking plus another £100 from the sponges earlier.

Diane : Brilliant.

Aditty : Don't forget the £30 from the photos people wanted.

Diane : No, that was a great idea too. Not bad for an hour's work !

Aditty : It was so funny when we finally let her out and she couldn't unpin her t-shirt from the shoulders. She just stood there for ages fiddling with that, without thinking to pull up her knickers !

Stew : Yeah, loads of people were filming that I saw.

Diane : I'm not surprised !

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"I'm surprised you can sit down today after the pounding your poor bum took on Saturday" Carol remarked. They were back in the office on Monday morning. "It's not that sore really to be honest" Debbi answered. "Thankfully they were more like slaps than blows but it was the indignity of the whole thing. And then that cow Aditty had the idea of selling souvenir photos to everyone."

"Yeah, I saw the one Sandra's got. She's got it pinned up by her desk"

"Tell her to take it down !"

"Not much point really is there ? Everyone was at the fete. I'm sure she'll take it down in a few days."

[Debbifan]

Debbi Boosts Morale - Jul / Aug


"I was struggling to come up with something for July Stew. Great idea to use the Tour de France" Diane offered congratulations. "Well, I've always wanted one of these state of the art exercise bikes where you can program them to simulate all the stages of the major tours" Stew explained. "And it suddenly struck me when I was talking to the guy in the store and dreaming about buying one. I asked him if he'd be amenable to loaning us one in return for the publicity. He wasn't that enthusiastic but when I explained the idea fully he jumped on board, as long as he can use the footage we shoot of Debbi on the big screen in his shop."

"Goes without saying. No problem with that" Diane confirmed. "I told him she'd be cycling naked " Stew added. "Goes without saying. No problem with that" Diane repeated, laughing.

"So, Le Tour De Lobby. Jeff loves the idea. We set up the small stage in reception again and have the bike set up sideways near the window so anyone passing can see" Diane began. "I'm getting posters printed" said Aditty. "What stage are we programming ?" Diane asked. "Well, we've got to be realistic" answered Stew. "We can't expect her to be riding 200 Km, or riding over the Alps, even if only virtually." "True" Diane reluctantly conceded. "Stage 7 is a 25 Km time trial and fairly flat. The pros'll do it in around 50 minutes but who cares if she takes two or three hours ?" Stew suggested. "Perfect, stage 7 it is" Diane agreed !

"We'll have feeding stations along the way, I'm sure we won't be short of volunteers to go up and give her water and a bidon !" said Stew. "Maybe we can spray her if she's getting too hot ?" laughed Aditty.

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Stew sighed heavily. "God, I'd love to be that bicycle seat."

"Don't be gross !" Aditty exclaimed in mock outrage. Stew was filming Debbi's ass as she sat naked on the static demonstration bike, peddling for all she was worth. If he had been filming from the front, he would have seen how the seat perfectly bisected the lips of her labia, the muscles of which were instinctively responding by gripping the seat tightly.

Not that Debbi was getting any pleasure from this. A wave of humiliation was still passing over her. Sure, there had been seven months of this now but it didn't get any easier and there seemed no end in sight. When this latest stunt had been sprung on her she protested vehemently to Jeff, going against the more stoic attitude she had taken for a couple of months. The usual counter arguments and threats were made against her, however, and in addition a sizeable sum had already been raised in sponsorship.

Thus it was that she found herself once more naked in reception and in full view of anyone passing by outside in the street. This month's stunt was particularly taxing because the exposure would be prolonged and the physical exertion demanding. She was to cycle 25Km, albeit without moving forward an inch. She thought she could recall cycling to Windsor once in her teens with some friends. That was eight miles but was done whilst happily chatting and under no pressure. Not to mention being fully dressed at the time; shorts as she recalled. She had no idea how long it would take her to complete her virtual journey of 25Km.

To that end, she was endeavouring to ignore the crowds gathering and dispersing outside, taking who knew how many photos, and also the company employees coming and going in reception. Her focus instead was on the simulation in front of her showing the terrain over which she was notionally travelling. She'd done 5Km and her thighs were already protesting. The course was shown to be relatively flat but there were deceptive inclines which the system replicated and she often had recourse to standing up on the pedals, which elicited distant cheers from through the glass of reception.

Meanwhile, Stew moved around and continued to film.

Debbi was getting seriously fatigued. She had been cycling for 90 minutes already and every now and again some distant cheer or overheard remark reminded her of the degrading situation she was in, performing naked for such an extended period of time. She was standing on the pedals more and more as the seat became uncomfortable and her rear view was becoming the most popular with other members of staff and visitors who were passing. Carol had brought her water and a foul tasting energy bar of some sort but these had done little to alleviate the fatigue.

She looked down at the display. 15Km. There was no way she could cycle another ten. Sod it, she thought. She slowly eased her speed and got off of the bike, a little unsteady on her feet. "That's it, I'm done" she announced. "But you've only done 15 Km" Diane objected, glancing at the read out from the system. "What about the sponsorship ?" she argued. "Stuff the sponsorship" retorted Debbi. "Anyway, I was being sponsored per mile, or kilometre or whatever. They'll have to put up with 15K's worth."

In fact, Diane wasn't too disappointed. Sure, it would have been fun to have Debbi out there for even longer but 90 minutes worth was more than enough and Stew had all that footage to edit. Recovering her equilibrium after so long on the bike and mustering as much dignity as she could, Debbi marched resolutely to the lift. It wasn't until she had entered it and was on the way back up to her office that it registered with her that she was still naked !

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It was a week later when Diane accosted Jeff in his office. "You know we got the loan of that workout bike and simulation in exchange for letting them show the film of Debbi on it in their shop ?" Diane began. "Uh huh" Jeff agreed. "Well, they happened to have a visit from the sales rep of the manufacturer and now they want to know if they can use the film for advertising in cinemas across the country. I agreed provisionally but thought I'd better run it past you."

"Wouldn't it be a bit risqué for cinemas ?" Jeff wondered. "What with her being naked and all ?"

"They said that was no problem, they'd only book slots where the movie was rated PG or above" Diane explained. "And they'll pay for this presumably ?" Jeff asked. "Handsomely" Diane confirmed. "Oh well then, OK, fine. Excellent. Well done Diane. Um, do you think we should ask Debbi ?" he added as an afterthought. "No need to worry her pretty little head" Diane said condescendingly. "I spoke with Karen in HR and she's sure it would all be covered under the terms of her employment contract."

"Oh, good. Audrey and I haven't been to the movies for ages. Be sure to let me know when it's going to be shown" said Jeff. "For sure, probably won't be for a month or two" laughed Diane.

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"I bet she thinks she's got away with it this month, what with her going away on holiday to the Algarve for a fortnight" Aditty complained. "Well, we are struggling aren't we ? August has pretty slim pickings for notable events and lots of people are on holiday, what with the kids being off school" Diane agreed.

"There's the annual bog snorkelling championships ?" Stew suggested. Diane roared with laughter. "Much as I'd pay good money to see her bog snorkelling I can't see how we'd be able to set up a bog course in the car park !" "We could take her down to that rancid old stream out the back that disappears into the culvert ?" Aditty suggested. This provoked more laughter from Diane. "That'd be wonderful but I wouldn't want her catching some deadly disease ! God knows what gets flushed down there."

Stew continued to search online. "What about this ? This place in Yorkshire has a scarecrow festival. It's peak growing season and farmers get desperate to keep the birds off of their crops. We don't have to go to Yorkshire, we could just dress her up in the car park for a couple of hours ?"

Diane's mind slipped into gear. "Now that we could work with. We can dress her, or more like undress her, to look ridiculous." "We can have a display to show the company's solidarity with our farmers. Make it look legit while she's a freak show in the middle ?" said Stew. "Good thinking" Diane agreed. "And mix up some sort of gunk to pass off as bird pooh that we can pour over her at some point ?" was Aditty's contribution. "A couple of volunteers could dress in bird costumes to do that ?"

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On walking through the car park on her return from holiday, Debbi was confused to see a space cleared and dedicated to 'The history of British farming through the ages and the company contribution to the tradition of the Scarecrow Festival'. She wasn't aware of any particular projects that the company had regarding agriculture, though she knew that going back to the time of Eamon they had always been looking for any opportunity to pull off a publicity stunt that portrayed them in a good light. There were various bits and pieces of agricultural equipment and machinery and an elevated platform with a cross pole that seemed set up for a scarecrow, though the said effigy was conspicuous by its' absence.

Of course, once she got to her office it became clear who the aforementioned scarecrow was going to be. Debbi argued long and hard with Jeff that she had far too much to do to catch up with her normal work that had accumulated over the course of her holiday but she was told in no uncertain terms that Carol and Diane had covered for her perfectly well and that scarecrowing took priority !

Thus it was that she once more found herself stripped down in her office as Diane and Aditty prepared to 'dress' her appropriately. "Great tan Debbi" Diane complimented her, in a display of mock friendliness. "I can see you went topless, though those tan lines show you kept your bottoms on. Not that they covered much by the look of it" she added. "Yeah, whatever" said an irritated Debbi. "What's my costume ?" she asked. "Why, what you're wearing now silly" Diane replied. "Though we do have a few accessories."

Aditty placed a tattered straw hat on Debbi's head and began to apply exaggerated cosmetic freckles to her face. "We've got some nice straw for you to have in your mouth too" the Asian girl laughed. Stew poked his head around the office door. "I was thinking. It's quite a hot day out there. Do you reckon she needs some sunscreen if she's going to be out there for two hours ?"

"Two hours ?" cried Debbi. Diane ignored the cry. "Nah, she's got a good tan already and the straw hat'll keep some sun off."

"OK, it was just a thought" said Stew, admiring Debbi's tan.

Diane's educative display of medieval agricultural implements was proving to be very popular. Aditty had commissioned many informative and professionally printed notices and a significant number of interested passers by had been attracted to come in and peruse these while examining the artefacts. Oh, and there was a naked scarecrow too !

She had gone all out by inviting the local farmer's market stall holders to use the car park on this occasion and there was also a petting zoo of sheep and goats. Bench seating had been set up around tables, so that both the company staff and those attending the farmer's market could sit and enjoy their food and drink. Nearly everyone took the time to go over and read the explanatory caption around the scarecrow exhibit and to pose for selfies with it !

"Wonderful crowd Diane. It all helps get the company's name more widely known with a positive association. And the staff all seem very happy with their lunch break" Jeff and the MD congratulated her. Debbi was getting progressively hotter and her arms were beginning to ache, tied as they were to the cross. She was only relieved that her legs had been taped together at the ankles and not spread wide apart. But she knew her little coin slot remained fully visible. A few people attempted to engage her in conversation but they were rebuffed by Aditty who explained that she was a mute scarecrow. Carol at least was supportive. "I've bought some of that good fruit and veg for you Deb and a pizza from the stall so you've got something to eat when they let you down."

One particular gentleman was spending a long time with the display. "These implements are all very interesting" he explained to Diane. "I'm a history teacher in the local school" he added. "Yes, Aditty did a great job in locating them" Diane agreed. "I must say though, that I have never heard of any tradition of naked scarecrows ?" he wondered, observing Debbi. "No, it's a little known fact but perfectly authentic. We did a lot of research" Diane bluffed. "Apparently it was quite common for the youngest daughter in a farming family to be co-opted into scarecrow duty." "Really ? But weren't scarecrows usually clothed ?" "If they were made of straw indeed they were, simply to keep the straw body intact." Diane was now on a roll. "But experience taught that having a naked human was much more effective. Something to do with the birds picking up the body odour, one can imagine that medieval times were not quite as hygienic as they are now !" "Well no, quite, indeed" the teacher agreed. "Is it OK if I take some photos of the exhibits ? I'd love to use them as teaching aids for my lessons ?"

"Go ahead, we'd be delighted" said Diane.

It was two o'clock and the last of the company staff on their staggered lunch breaks had returned to work, though there were still plenty of members of the general public loitering over their snacks and drinks from the farmer's market. "Surely that's enough ?" Debbi called over to Diane. "I need to pee !" Diane was content with another successful stunt and inclined to untie Debbi at this point but as she approached the scarecrow figure she was intercepted once more by the history teacher, who she had been amused to see taking photos of Debbi from various angles to no doubt use in his presentation at the local school.

"Just one more thing" he began. "I can't help but notice that your otherwise delightful scarecrow here does not seem to actually be very good at scaring away the birds." He indicated the swarm of mangy pigeons scrabbling in the dirt for any crumbs that had fallen from the various tables. Remembering her previous conversation with him, Diane retorted that Debbi was probably not as smelly as a medieval serf and so less effective at intimidating the birds. "When that happened in the olden times, the daughter playing the scarecrow would be untied and told to go running around chasing the birds and yelling to scare them off" she improvised.

"I see. I can see that you've researched all this very thoroughly" the teacher praised Diane. "However, if that question has occurred to me, I feel certain that it will occur to my classes next term. Do you think your scarecrow could demonstrate that technique here for us now, so that I can film it to show to my students ?" he wondered. "Of course" Diane agreed. "We were just about to untie her from the post anyway."

Debbi was close enough to have overheard this conversation. "You have got to be joking ?" she exclaimed to Diane as she was being untied. "Now, now Debbi. You know the management's views on participating in the community. All you've got to do is run around and scare away those scavengers and then you can go and get dressed."

"Our scarecrow is just going to demonstrate one final technique to clear away these pigeons" Diane called over to the remnants of the lunchtime party that remained and whose interest was immediately perked. Sod it, let's get it over with, Debbi thought as she shook the stiffness out of her limbs. She launched herself in a run at the nearest flock of birds, waving her arms and crying out, "Woo, woo !" She could hear the laughter as she almost disappeared beneath a flurry of whirling feathers. But these were hardened street wise birds and they only retreated ten yards away before resettling and resuming their grazing. "That wasn't so great was it Deb ? Try again" Diane chuckled.

In the end, the crowd of customers and stall holders were entertained to five minutes of the naked Debbi rushing around trying to scare the birds before she finally succeeded in chasing them up onto the canopy overhanging reception, from where the pigeons looked down on her disdainfully ! She didn't bother waiting for Diane's permission before stalking off across the lobby to the lift and the sanctuary of her office !

[Debbifan]

Debbi Boosts Morale - Sept


"Diane's not going to be happy with us if we don't come up with something" Aditty lamented. She and Stew were trying to think of a stunt to pull at Debbi's expense for September but it was starting to feel like each month got harder than the last. "I know but I've been researching all my usual web sites for weird and wonderful folk lore traditions and what have you but everything in September seems centred around harvest. And we've only just done a kind of farming theme with the scarecrow idea" Stew observed.

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And why were that pair embarking on such a fruitless search without their lynchpin in attendance ? Diane was in Japan on business. As was Debbi. Jeff had sent the pair off together to clinch an important export contract. It had been a predictably frosty trip with very little socialising between the pair but the financial and networking flair of Diane, coupled with the technical nous of Debbi, had led to a successful conclusion and the deal was clinched. Their Japanese hosts were giving a farewell dinner to the pair to celebrate the successful partnership between the two companies and Debbi and Diane were finally able to relax and call a truce. Or so it seemed.

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Aditty and Stew had been dreading Diane's return. "We haven't been able to come up with anything boss." It was Aditty who had been delegated to give the bad news. "Oh, don't worry about that. I've got the perfect answer" said Diane confidently. "Really ?" asked Stew. "Yep. Sumo wrestling !" Diane cried. "What ?" Aditty wasn't convinced. "Sumo wrestling" Diane repeated. "Until you go there, you don't realise how huge it is in Japan. When there's a big tournament on it leads the evening news on TV every night, unless there's a tsunami or a financial crash."

"Well, OK" said Stew. "But what's that got to do with getting Debbi naked ? I mean, she's hardly the build of a sumo wrestler !"

"Then let me spell it out for you" Diane replied condescendingly. "When we were at the celebration dinner after we'd signed the Japanese contract, it was all I could do to get the directors of that company to talk about anything other than the September basho. That's what the big tournament's called" she began. "I still don't get it" Stew interrupted. "Let me finish. At first, it was just for want of something to say that I asked if there was such a thing as women's sumo wrestling. Apparently there is, though the women aren't as scantily dressed as the men you'll have seen. Anyway, it got me thinking."

Stew and Aditty still looked blank. "I said to the chairman that Debbi loved Japanese culture and had always shown a great interest in trying out sumo wrestling." Now Stew and Aditty laughed. "And he believed you ?" Aditty was slightly incredulous. "Amazingly enough he did. Or maybe he was thinking with his prick and getting off on the thought of Miss Debbi in a sumo ring. Whatever. Long story short, I promised we would have another event back here to celebrate the signing of the contract, at which Debbi would sumo wrestle. We'd stream it live back to them in Japan !"

"Brilliant" enthused Aditty. "Does Debbi know ?" "Not yet but when's that ever stopped us ? And Jeff will be all over something that binds us even closer to the Japanese market." "Not to mention company morale among the staff here" Aditty laughed. "Oh no, mustn't forget that" Diane laughed. It was a standing joke between the two of them that the original excuse for these monthly events about raising staff morale had long been forgotten.

It was left to Stew to attempt to pour some cold water on their enthusiasm. "That's all very well but you said the women sumo wrestlers aren't scantily dressed ?" he objected. "They aren't" Diane agreed. "They're great big women who wear sort of one piece romper suits with that heavy kind of truss thing the men wear over the top. But when have we ever been worried about authenticity ? We'll have Debbi topless and just wearing a kind of loincloth thing !"

Stew had one last objection. "But who's going to fight her ? She'd last about ten seconds before being shoved out of the ring and it'd all be over." "Not a problem. I've already spoken with a wrestling agency. The girl'll be briefed to drag it out and toy with Debbi for ten or fifteen minutes before ending the fight. Maybe she'll strip her at the end, maybe she won't but I'm not too bothered about that because as far as making Debbi look ridiculous is concerned, this just might be the best yet !"

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Debbi barged in, interrupting Jeff and Diane's meeting. "What's all this about me sumo wrestling ?" she cried. Jeff and Diane looked suitably non-committal. "I've just been on a zoom to Japan with the techies there to sort out a few glitches with the installation and all they could talk about was how they were looking forward to seeing me sumo wrestling !"

"Did you sort out the glitches ?" Jeff enquired. "Of course I bloody did. But what about this sumo ? They were saying how everyone there is staying late after work because of the time difference but they're setting up a big screen in the conference room to watch a live stream" Debbi fumed. "I thought that it would be a good idea to combine your September event with a celebration of the signing of the Japanese contract that I, er, I mean we, worked so hard to clinch" Diane explained. "The board agreed and the Japanese were particularly thrilled. You know how they love their sumo !"

"Sodding September event. Why does there have to be a September event anyway ?" Debbi objected. "Now Debbi, how many more times do we have to go through this ?" Jeff forestalled any further argument. "But I can't sumo wrestle. I haven't the first idea about it and I'm certainly not the build !" Debbi was trying another tack. "Diane has that all under control, don't you Diane ?" Jeff answered complacently. "Of course" Diane confirmed. "I've arranged a couple of training sessions for you tomorrow and Wednesday."

Debbi sensed she was doomed to go through with this. "But who am I fighting ?" she wanted to know. "Oh that's all arranged too. We've hired a girl from an agency. Don't worry, it'll be a weight appropriate match."

"Thanks so much as ever for all your hard work arranging these events Diane" said Jeff tactlessly. "I'll send Carol the details of your training" Diane called after Debbi, as the latter stormed out and slammed the door.

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"So what do you want from me exactly ?" Diane was discussing the match up with Sharona, the lithe black athlete that she had hired to fight Debbi. "Well, first off, it isn't a regular fight. You'd beat her in ten seconds if it was. And calling it sumo is only a conceit to get her wearing a stupid and revealing costume. Plus, the folks we are streaming it to in Japan are crazy for it."

"OK, fine but you still haven't spelled out exactly what you want" Sharona pointed out. "Well, ten minutes to a quarter of an hour or so of ritual humiliation would be good" Diane laughed. "You know, toy with her, keep her up there, put her on display."

"Right, I'm getting the picture. What's she going to be wearing ?" Sharona asked. "Just a skimpy loin cloth thing. She'll be topless. Don't worry" Diane hastily added. "You'll be well covered in your workout suit and we'll get you one of those sumo truss things to keep the pretence going."

The black girl laughed. "Do you want me to strip her ?" "I'll leave that up to you. Not absolutely necessary, she'll look ridiculous enough anyway for my purposes. But you can read the room ?" "Fine. Maybe I will if she does anything to annoy me !" Sharona laughed again.

Debbi couldn't say she had learned much in the two training sessions, other than that she was useless at sumo wrestling and that it exercised muscles that she never knew she had. She kept herself in good shape at the gym but not for this particular activity. Not that she was bothered. She planned to lose the fight as quickly as possible, which would not be difficult. And she had been relieved to find that she was able to wear her yoga pants with a sports bra and that ridiculous heavy truss thing she'd seen the real guys wearing. By the usual standards of these events, she'd be fairly well covered.

"Are you sure ?" asked Carol, when Debbi relayed these thoughts to her on the day of the bout. She was sceptical. "You know you can't trust Diane and she's gone to an awful lot of trouble for something that might only last seconds and for which you'll be respectably dressed." Debbi saw that she had a point and began to have doubts herself as Carol elaborated. "It took a lot of effort to set up that circular ring thing in reception and the seating around it. Not to mention all the lighting and multiple camera angles Stew's set up for the live stream to Japan."

"But you've seen clips of the real thing" Debbi pointed out. "Even if I was any good, the fights normally only last seconds before one guy's pushed out of the ring." Carol admitted that this was true but mentioned again Diane's deviousness and willingness to stretch the rules. As if to prove the point, Aditty burst into the office. "Time to get changed Deb. I've got your costume here !"

Her team broke out into broad grins on hearing the raised voices emanating from Debbi's office. "I'm guessing she's just found out what she's going to be wearing for the bout" Sandra laughed. At that moment Jeff appeared. "OK gang, time to go down and take your seats in reception, apart from those of you who've drawn the short straw and will be staying to man the phones. Don't worry, we'll be sending the live stream to your screens. You may get the best view that way !" The team would have liked to stay and watch Debbi emerge from her office but they knew they would be seeing the costume soon enough anyway.

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Meanwhile, Diane was on a video call to the director of their new Japanese partners. "We are all set to go here. I must explain that we have taken a few liberties with the format since we are not at all experienced in sumo wrestling here in the UK. I do hope that you won't think that we are being disrespectful to your tradition ?" "Not at all" the director replied. "We understand and I shall explain to the staff before we begin. It is a party atmosphere here. Everyone is excited to see Debbi - san !" "Thank you for understanding. I think you'll all approve anyway, we've designed things to make the bout last a little longer" Diane explained.

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Debbi - san meanwhile was still complaining in her office. By now she was naked apart from what seemed to be a dangerously skimpy and insecure white loincloth that left her buttocks mostly bare. "I had a crop top and yoga pants when I was training" she complained. "Why not now ?"she wanted to know. "That was just for training though wasn't it ?" Aditty reasoned. "Actors for a play don't rehearse in full costume" she argued. "OK, so where's my truss thing ?" said Debbi. "No need" explained Aditty. "That's only so the opponent can get a grip and the top of your loincloth there's sturdy enough for that !"

Reception had been completely transformed. The sumo ring was not like a boxing ring but was a large cleared area with just rubber piping to mark the perimeter. Aditty had managed to procure temporary bleachers for the staff to all get a good view. Stew was pleased with the camera placements and was settled at his control console ready to broadcast to Japan and across the rest of the company.

Diane was stood centre ring to make the introductions. "As you all know, we recently signed a prestigious partnership contract with our colleagues in Japan. September is the month of a major sumo wrestling tournament there that totally captures the public imagination and so in celebration of the signing of the contract, we are today presenting our own sumo wrestling event to stream back to the boardroom in Japan." She indicated the big screen which showed a packed room of smiling, waving and predominantly male Japanese faces.

The screen cut back to a view of the ring. "So without further ado, let me introduce our intrepid contestants. To my left, representing Hackney and Antigua, we are very pleased to welcome Sensational Sharona !" Sharona bounced into view from behind a screen. She was wearing a one piece purple romper suit and the customary sumo truss. It was Debbi's first sight of her formidable looking opponent. She wasn't too bothered about that, since her intention was to lose the fight within the first few seconds. But she was bothered by Sharona's attire. "Why's she not wearing a loincloth ?" she hissed at Aditty from where she was still shielded from view behind the other screen. "We could only find one" Aditty lied. "You should be grateful that you're the lucky one who gets the privilege of wearing it !"

By now the cheers for Sharona had died down. "And to my right" Diane continued, "proudly representing England and the company we have Dynamite Debbi !" Debbi was pushed out from behind the screen by Aditty and her appearance, topless and wearing nothing but the peculiar loincloth, immediately elicited wild cheering amid bouts of amused laughter. Diane ushered the pair of fighters together into the centre of the sizeable ring. "We don't have a referee as such but we want lots of grappling and a good clean fight" she told them. "Go back to your side of the ring and we'll sound a bell to start." I'm going to have a lot of fun with this, Sharona thought to herself !

As the bell rang out to start the fight, Debbi launched herself across the ring at Sharona. She had calculated that this flat out frontal attack on the stronger girl would elicit an immediate aggressive response that would push Debbi out of the ring and end the bout immediately. Unfortunately for her, that is not what transpired. Sharona easily absorbed the impact of Debbi's assault holding the smaller girl captive in a bear hug. She freed one hand and reached down to grab the waistband of Debbi's loincloth and tug the garment upwards into the mother of all wedgies, baring her buttocks even more completely than they already were.

"Aargh" Debbi cried as she was lifted off of her feet by the upward thrust on her loincloth and as Sharona slowly rotated to give everyone a good view. "What are you doing ?" Debbi managed to hiss at her opponent. "You're just supposed to push me out of the ring and then you win the fight !" "Sorry sister, that's not what's going to happen. I was told to string things out and give them a show, so you might as well fight back" Sharona laughed.

Debbi wasn't yet in any position to fight back and Sharona proceeded to turn her around and grab her under both arms, fully displaying Debbi's bare tits with their rapidly stiffening nipples. She began to march Debbi comically around the ring while her prey struggled fruitlessly to escape her grasp.

This is all going swimmingly, thought Diane as she positioned herself alongside Stew and the control console, studying the various camera angles he was choosing between and also keeping an eye on the feed into the board room in Japan, where the reaction seemed to be as enthusiastic as it was back here in reception.

"Come on girlie, at least make it something of contest" Sharona taunted Debbi, as she continued to parade her to all sides of the ring. Something snapped in Debbi and she lifted her right leg and bought it back down again with considerable force on Sharona's foot. Although both women were barefoot, the blow was as painful as it was unexpected and Sharona gasped, letting go of one of Debbi's arms and thus enabling her to aim a vicious blow with her elbow just below Sharona's ribcage.

Sharona let go with her other arm and momentarily doubled up in some discomfort. Debbi broke free and whirled round with a fleeting look of triumph. That look soon began to fade as Sharona straightened up and glared at her. "Big mistake sister" she asserted threateningly !

The red mist that had descended on Debbi was still in evidence and she launched herself at Sharona in a mad rush, aiming to get a good strong grip on the sumo truss around the black girl's waist. Sharona had already made a full recovery from the surprise of Debbi fighting back however and she was easily able to absorb this frontal attack, before hooking her right leg around Debbi's ankles and sending our hapless heroine crashing to the floor on her back !

While Debbi lay there winded, Sharona wasted no time in moving around to her head, grabbing both her ankles and lifting her legs right over her head so that her ankles were up by her ears. She then squatted facing Debbi's rear and trapping both her arms and ankles, so that Debbi was completely immobilised in this interesting position. Sharona began toying teasingly with the ties on the side of Debbi's loincloth. "Who thinks I should take this off ?" she yelled out to the crowd. "Ungh, umph, err, err, err, ugh" mumbled Debbi into Sharona's rear but she seemed to be the only one against the idea as the assembled staff roared their approval !

Sharona did not drag things out. She deftly untied and unwound the garment and tossed it across the ring, leaving Debbi lewdly exposed as she lay there, still pinned down in that extreme position. "Aargh" she cried in frustration. Stew quickly selected the best camera position to zoom in on Debbi's butthole and pussy. "Great choice Stew" Diane complimented him, as she in turn looked in on what was happening in Japan and saw the same money shot displayed in high definition on a giant screen, while the audience there seemed to be cheering and gesticulating wildly.

Sharona was enjoying herself and decided to prolong Debbi's exposure in this position by beating out a rhythmic tattoo on her upturned buttocks. She wasn't exactly spanking Debbi, just using her bum cheeks as a pair of bongos, inviting the audience to clap along to the beat ! When she finally tired of this, Sharona jumped up and grabbing the deflated Debbi under the arms, hauled her to her feet and once more paraded her around the ring as she had done earlier but this time completely naked.

Glancing over at Diane, Sharona got the nod that indicated she had earned her fee and could end the bout, whereupon she turned Debbi round to face her and ran her out of the ring, depositing her unceremoniously into Jeff's lap, who was seated in the front row of the bleachers !

It took some persuading from Jeff to get Debbi to return to the ring once she had extricated herself from his lap. "Don't be a sore loser" he had insisted. She reluctantly stood there stark naked while Sharona took her victor's applause. "No hard feelings" the black girl winked at her as she walked past, leaving Debbi to disconsolately make her way over to Carol who had a coat to drape around her shoulders while they made their way back to her office.

"Oh well, that's it for another month anyway" Carol tried to console her fuming colleague once they were alone in the office and Debbi was getting dressed. "I'll kill her" Debbi vowed. "Yeah, yeah, we know. We've been through this before and why you put up with it. Nothing's going to change while you stay here. At least until the end of the year, then you might be able to put your foot down again with more success. Say it's all going to be a bit old hat if they try to carry it all on into another year." Carol was getting tired of Debbi's ineffectual protestations. "It wasn't so bad was it ?" Debbi asked her assistant. "I don't want the Japanese to think badly of me" she worried. "No, no. Nothing too bad at all really" Carol lied, remembering the graphic and lingering shots of Debbi's asshole and pussy that had been displayed on the big screen !

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Diane meanwhile was anxious to know how things had gone down in Japan. "I hope we did not stray too far from your tradition or offend you in any way Mr. Yamamoto ?" She need not have been concerned. "Not at all Diane. It was an entrancing spectacle. The staff were especially all delighted to see Debbi-san's genitals. It was such a surprise. Here in Japan, when genitals are displayed there has to be blurring of the screen but here we were able to see Debbi-san's anus and vagina in crystal clear high definition on a big screen !" Mr. Yamamoto spoke perfect English but his formal education led him to a somewhat stilted style of speech. He had not come to terms with the vernacular.

"I hope it was not a problem for you to see Debbi-san's genitals displayed like that when there are normally censorship laws ?" Diane was anxious to confirm. "Oh no" Confirmed Mr. Yamamoto. "This was a private function and the copies that we will be distributing throughout the company to all the staff that may come into contact with Debbi-san will be free and not for profit or public broadcast." "Excellent" said Diane, trying hard to hide her delight. "It was very nice to see an anus and vagina so clearly without censorship and especially those of a Caucasian lady that we are all acquainted with. It was very kind of Debbi-san to allow us to see that, please tell her that she has very pretty genitals to match her pretty face" the Japanese chairman concluded. "She'll be so pleased to hear that, I shall certainly tell her" Diane concluded in her turn !

[Debbifan]

Debbi Boosts Morale - Oct / Year End Review


"We're in October already" Diane announced unnecessarily to Stew and Aditty as they gathered to discuss the next monthly event. "Well of course, October's pretty much dominated by Halloween" Stew began. "I know, the supermarkets are full of junk for kids and all the clubs are advertising fancy dress events. But it's a bit old hat and run of the mill for us after the year we've had isn't it ?" replied Diane. "Is there anything else ?"

Stew had come up empty but Aditty replied, "There's Diwali. It's actually on November 1st this year but it can be any time from end of October to beginning of November so nobody would quibble " she suggested. "What is Diwali exactly ? I hear of it every year but I'm kind of ignorant" answered Diane. "Well, it's a religious festival. Festival of light, so celebrations, feasting and fasting, rituals. Difficult to explain in a nutshell but various goddesses are celebrated and I thought we could have Debbi as an Indian goddess ?" said Aditty.

"Wouldn't religious sensibilities be offended if we pulled a stunt with Debbi ?" Stew was concerned. "No problem as long as we don't call her any specific Indian goddess. We won't call her Lakshmi or Durga or anybody, just leave it generic. It'll be like the sumo for the Japanese as long as we leave it vague enough. Especially since we'll be holding it before Diwali itself this year" said Aditty.

"Promising but what exactly would we do ?" Diane enquired. "Another tradition at Diwali is intricate henna designs" Aditty continued. "I've got a cousin who's an expert at drawing them on people. It's normally only the hands that are decorated but I thought we could get Debbi nude and have my cousin etch designs all over her body. Sort of like body painting ?" "Now that I like" Diane enthused. "But wouldn't that take forever to do ?" she wondered. "I've already spoken to my cousin and she's up for it. It would take two or three hours but should be fine if we start first thing in the morning" Aditty answered. "You have done a lot of work" Diane complimented her young Asian protégé. "We could stream the painting" Diane added. "The Japanese can't stop talking about 'Debbi-san's genitals' whenever I call them and they could be seeing them again. She will paint around there ?" "Absolutely" Aditty confirmed. "Then we could have a procession. I've got another cousin who does a great range of costume jewellery and we could get some of that to adorn Debbi with. Nothing that would cover anywhere important of course !" "Of course not" Diane laughed. "And she can provide some kind of headdress. It's only a pity we haven't got an elephant 'cos Ganesh is worshipped too" Aditty concluded with a laugh.

"I might be able to do something about that" said Diane. "Excuse me ?" said Aditty. "An elephant" Diane clarified. "You're joking surely ?" Stew exclaimed. "No, I'm not. My uncle Basil is a minor Earl and he has this mouldering pile of a country house that he tries to help finance by having a small zoo as a visitor attraction. And he's got this old elephant Rajah that is a dear and gets hired out sometimes for events, as long as it's not too far or too arduous. Goodness knows how old he is."

"Is he an Indian elephant ?" asked Aditty. "I'm sure he is. They're smaller than the African ones aren't they ? He can even come with a howdah or whatever they call it that she can sit in" said Diane. "Won't that give her too much cover ?" wondered Stew. "If it does, we can get her down periodically on the procession and have her lead Rajah" Diane argued.

"Why do we have to do it out here ?" Debbi moaned. She was naked and standing on a small platform in reception as Aditty's cousin Anoushka prepared her henna painting kit. She was surrounded by cameras for the live stream of the process that Stew was setting up. It was guaranteed a large audience at the Japanese partners who had been informed that Debbi-san's genitals would once more be on display in all their glory. "It's too cramped in your office and it's all part of the spectacle" Diane explained.

Debbi knew that it was futile to complain further. She had already predictably lost a prolonged argument with Jeff, at which she downright refused to have anything to do with a tattoo. "Of course not, what do you think we are ?" Jeff was outraged. "The whole point of these henna tattoos is that they are not permanent and they come off, isn't that right Diane ?" "Absolutely" Diane confirmed and Debbi was ever so slightly mollified. "We have been remiss at reaching out to the Indian diaspora and we all know that there is a large pool of untapped digital talent there" Jeff added by way of justification for this particular stunt.

Debbi looked down with alarm at the pen like implement Anoushka planned to use on her. "And it's definitely not permanent ?" she asked again. Anoushka also confirmed that it was not and that it was a long established tradition within her culture. Debbi was more inclined to believe the girl, who had a much more amenable demeanour than her cousin. Anoushka had agreed to compromise her normal standards. "I usually work free hand but then I normally only work on the hand and lower arm. That'd take forever if I'm going to do all over your body like they want, so I've brought along these stencils that I use on other artwork" she explained. "I'll also use larger and more sweeping designs in some places to speed it up a little" Anoushka explained. "You can go over her bum but leave her pussy clear, the Japanese like it that way" said Diane, adding that she could spend a lot of time working on the lower belly however, so that the camera could focus down there !

Despite compromising on how she was going to apply the designs, it was still over a couple of hours as Anoushka worked away diligently. Debbi looked down at what she could see of her body as more and more of her bare flesh was covered in intricate designs. Her untouched pussy area looked even more exposed as the areas around it began to disappear under the designs. Eventually, the procedure was deemed to be finished. Diane brought a full length mirror in which Debbi could see herself. Apart from around her pussy, she was covered from neck to ankle.

If she could overlook the embarrassment, Debbi did admit to herself that she looked spectacular. "It will come off in the shower tonight ?" she asked Anoushka worriedly. "Oh no, not straightaway" was the answer. "What !?" "I didn't put any strengthening agent on, otherwise it would have lasted a fortnight. But it'll still last four or five days" Anoushka explained. Diane laughed. "Don't look so worried, you'll just have to wear polo necks and trousers !"

Aditty's other cousin Saeed stepped forward. "Let's get your bangles on you" he said, producing the costume jewellery he had brought along. He placed bracelets all up both arms and a stunning looking necklace that draped down between Debbi's cleavage, covered in fake gems. The look was completed by a tiara and anklets with bells on, Debbi lifting her legs so that Saeed could attach these and giving him a fine view of her pussy ! "Wow" said Aditty. "It's not remotely authentic but it does look amazing" she had to admit, even as she was reluctant to compliment Debbi.

At that moment a commotion could be heard from outside in the street and a loud trumpeting. "Ah, that'll be Rajah" Diane announced "Rajah ?" Debbi asked. "Your elephant" Diane replied. "Elephant ??!" Debbi cried. Diane had thought it prudent to omit some details of the day until the last minute !

"What do you mean, my elephant ?" Debbi demanded. "You're leading him through the town on the parade" answered Diane. Rajah's keeper Hari had explained that they no longer allowed Rajah to be ridden, since the latest research was that the animal's spine could not cope well with the weight of a human. Diane was not perturbed by this change of plan, since having Debbi out front leading the creature would leave her even more exposed.

"But it's freezing" Debbi continued to object. "Nonsense, it's still exceptionally mild for October" countered Diane, for once telling the truth. "But I'm barefoot" was Debbi's final attempt to throw up an obstacle to the idea of parading through the town. "We're going to be spreading rose petals ahead of you. You'll be fine if you keep stepping on those" Aditty explained. "It's only a couple of miles." "A couple of miles ?!" Debbi lamented.

Debbi was astounded by the spectacle that greeted her as Diane led her outside into the car park to meet Hari and Rajah. Rajah looked splendid, decked out in a floral wreath. And behind him stood a band of colourfully dressed musicians who would be accompanying the parade with trumpets and tambourines. Ahead of her and spreading the rose petals would be an troupe of even more exquisitely dressed Indian girls. Despite her henna decorations, Debbi was acutely aware of her nudity amongst so much sartorial splendour. Especially with her pussy area left unadorned.

She stood staring into the impenetrable eyes of the magnificent beast and wondered what he was thinking. "Don't worry, Rajah's perfectly used to this kind of thing and I'll be walking alongside" Hari reassured her. "There's no need to have a lead on him or anything. Once I tell him to move, he'll follow. He's been in dozens of similar parades." As if to prove his friendliness, Rajah swished out his trunk to sniff Debbi's crotch ! "Don't worry, that's just his way of saying hello" Hari said, as Debbi jumped back in alarm. "Give him a quick stroke" Hari suggested while Rajah continued to sniff.

Debbi looked at her reflection in the full length bedroom mirror after showering that evening. Had the henna decoration all over her body faded at all ? It hardly looked as if it had. Maybe it was a little less vivid in colour. "Don't scrub it, just shower normally. Scrubbing won't make it go any quicker and will just irritate your skin" Anoushka had advised her. Debbi had resisted the temptation and taken the Indian girl at her word. She had also done some online research herself and been reassured that there was indeed nothing permanent about henna tattoos. She just had to put up with looking like this for a few more days. She'd cover up as Diane had laughingly suggested and nobody was going to see her naked again for a while. Enough people had already done that earlier today, she told herself ruefully !

To say that Rajah and the procession had caused a stir on their progress through the town would be an understatement. Diane had negotiated a temporary road closure notice for the short length of the route and it was lined three deep most of the way with crowds of all ages and backgrounds. They had been attracted to the spectacle by the novelty of seeing a full size elephant and by the noise of the brass and the colourful costumes. But it soon became apparent that the star of the show was not wearing any costume at all, apart from bells and jewellery and elaborate body art !

Stew had not been able to stream an outside broadcast of the parade, though the Japanese in particular had found it worth their while to stay after work and watch Anoushka decorate Debbi's naked body in preparation. He was, however, among the multitude who took several candid photos along the route and there was an official full frontal portrait with Rajah at the conclusion of the procession.

Back in her bedroom, Debbi took one more look at herself before getting dressed. This was the final straw, she told herself. She definitely was not going to participate in any more of Diane's monthly stunts !

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Unknown to Debbi, Diane was more or less having the same thoughts. The pressure of a monthly event was getting to be too much like hard work, however rewarding it was to see Debbi humiliated time after time. She was sure there would still be ad hoc opportunities now and again in future and she had one final plan left to cap this year.

"You've surpassed yourself this time Diane" Jeff congratulated her the following day. "We even got on the regional local news, though they could only shoot Debbi from a distance. They did mention the company though and we have already received a lot of positive feedback from the south Asian community" he enthused. "Not bad for a swan song" Diane agreed. "Swan song ?" Jeff asked. "Yes I think so" Diane admitted. "We had a brainstorming session for November but came up empty. We couldn't really stick Debbi on top of a bonfire for Guy Fawkes and there was nothing else." "No, quite" Jeff agreed. It seemed a pity but he had to admit that the stunts had become increasingly more time consuming for his two top female managers and some aspects of their work had begun to suffer, even if the boost to staff morale generally had offset this. And the company had secured a year of excellent publicity.

"We more or less made if through the year" Diane continued, as if reading Jeff's mind. "And I'm working on some special commemorative merchandise for the Christmas market that will heavily feature Debbi" she added. "We can take it around the trade fairs if you'll free up Debbi for a few more days ?"

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Bumper Commemorative Issue to celebrate the company's 25th Anniversary year. Lavishly illustrated with exclusive photos from the various special events staged throughout the year.

Foreword by I. T. manager Debbi :

When I heard that there were no special events planned for this year to mark the significant milestone of the 25th anniversary of the founding of the company by charismatic Irish entrepreneur Eamon Gillespie, I thought that it was a great pity. I therefore suggested that to mark the exact day back in January, it would be a great idea if Eamon could be invited to return from his retirement in Dublin in order to administer a birthday spanking to myself, dressed only in my birthday suit !

This event proved to be a great success and it was subsequently agreed that we would continue with such presentations throughout this anniversary year and the results are commemorated in this lavishly illustrated brochure. We celebrated the folk heritage of this country with events such as the Renaissance fair and the Scarecrow festival but it was particularly satisfying to me to take an active part in highlighting the cultures of the various countries with which we do business. I was a leprechaun for St Patrick's Day to honour the nation of our founder and there was an homage to the Tour de France when I attempted to replicate a time trial, albeit from a stationary cycle !

We celebrated the carnival tradition of Latin America, as well as paying homage to the sumo wrestling of Japan and culminating with the participation of our lovely elephant Rajah in a spectacular Indian style parade. If I was forced to pick out a particular favourite it would be the April Fool enactment of the I.T. Manager's new clothes, based on the famous Hans Christian Anderson story, in which I repeatedly came out to model various fashion designs but was in fact stark naked throughout !

I do hope that you will enjoy this publication and the many splendid photos. Here's to the next 25 years of the company.

Debbi xxx

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"What's all this bullshit ? I didn't write this" Debbi demanded to know as she brandished a specimen copy of the proposed publication in front of Jeff's nose. "Well, no" Jeff admitted. "But Diane thought it would be much better if the foreword seemed to come from you, since you are featured in all the photographs." "But it makes it sound as if it was all my idea to keep showing off all my bits" Debbi protested. "Are you complaining that Diane's letting you take all the credit ?" Jeff countered. "And anyway, you're going to be the centrepiece when we take it and all the other merchandise around the trade fair and Christmas market" he added. "What trade fair ? What market ?" It was the first that Debbi had heard about this, or about other merchandise !

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The glossy and lavishly illustrated 50 page brochure was flying off the stand at the major computing services trade fair. The company could probably have charged for them but the fact that they were giving them out free meant that almost everyone who was attending had availed themselves of a copy. And they were selling plenty of other merchandise. Coffee mugs, mouse mats, t-shirts, all emblazoned with the company logo and carefully selected photos of Debbi from her various appearances throughout the year !

Debbi was putting on a brave face, seated at a table and signing copies of the brochure. She was fully dressed in her business suit. This time she had resolutely refused to appear in a skimpy bikini as Diane had wanted. Diane had then made half hearted attempts to get Aditty to fulfil that role but that proved to be a non-starter.

Debbi's was something of a pyrrhic victory however, since not only was she surrounded by all this merchandise featuring revealing photographs of herself but the stand was also fronted by a twice life-size poster of her from the I.T. Manager's New Clothes fashion show. She found herself posing for selfies in front of this, as well as having to make small talk with several of her peers in the industry as she signed the brochures.

The trade fair was in London but Diane had also arranged for there to be a similar stand locally at the Christmas market in town. Together with the company Christmas card, which featured Debbi fully clothed on the front and revealed in the I.T. manager's new clothes inside, and a page on the company web site where merchandise could be purchased, it all made for a spectacular end to Debbi's morale boosting and profile raising year in the spotlight. Needless to say, all the staff at head office received a complimentary copy of the brochure, as well as customers who were unable to attend the trade fair.