A female college student working part-time at a coffee shop

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Chapter 1 Finding a Job

My name is Jiang Yanfeng, and I'm currently a second-year philosophy student at a university in Taipei. I have a few good friends and a girlfriend I've been dating for a year. As I become more familiar with the university environment and my coursework isn't as heavy, I've decided to find a part-time job.
However, although I said I wanted to find a job, I had no work experience, so I could only start by looking online. I was browsing job postings when I saw a coffee shop not far from my apartment that was hiring.

Working hours: Shift work, Monday to Saturday, 1 PM to 5 PM. Job
duties: Assisting with coffee making, front-of-house service, and assisting with closing.
Hourly wage: NT$200 per hour.
Address: No. XX, XX Road, XX District, Taipei City.

Uniforms must be worn while working. You can come directly to the store to inquire or call 09xxxxxxxx, Mr. Li.

The pay is very good, and it's just within walking distance. I can't believe I've never been to this cafe before. Following the address, I ended up in a small alley; no wonder I'd never been there before.

The cafe has a simple yet stylish exterior, which seems like a nice place. The windows appear to be made of a material that prevents you from seeing inside. I pushed open the door, and the wind chimes on it rang.

There were no customers inside, but there was a handsome middle-aged man with a refined air, perfectly matching the cafe's atmosphere. I could tell he was the owner.

"Hello, I'd like to apply for a part-time job," I said, mustering my courage. The man smiled kindly and gestured for me to sit at the counter.

"Oh, welcome! When is a convenient time to start work?" He was very friendly, which startled me. "Do I need a resume or anything?...Although I don't have one, haha..." I relaxed a bit because of his attitude, but I still felt a little guilty since I had never had any work experience before.

"No need, I think you're quite pleasing to the eye." The boss smiled, which reassured me a lot, but then I remembered that I hadn't given my name yet. "Ah, my name is Jiang Yanfeng..."

"Hmm, just call me boss, or can I call you Xiaofeng?" "Ah...? Hmm, sure, no problem." No one had ever called me Xiaofeng before, which startled me a little, but thinking about it, it was a small matter. Boss... I'm starting to feel like I'm working now.

I told the boss I was available to come to work every day, and he seemed quite casual about it, saying the shop wasn't busy. He was basically just looking for someone to chat with, which made me smile wryly, but also relieved. The interview went well, and I decided to start work tomorrow.

That evening, I shared my job experience with my girlfriend. Although I'd have less time to spend with her, having money meant we could travel to more places, and we were both very happy. She was very supportive.

The next day was Saturday, my first day working on a weekend, which gave me more time to prepare mentally in the morning. However, I was also worried that there might be more customers on Saturdays.

When I arrived at the shop, there wasn't a single customer. I started to wonder if the shop would go out of business...

"Xiaofeng, you're here! Go change into your uniform." The boss was wearing a white shirt and black trousers; I guess I was wearing something similar.

Walking to the break room at the back of the shop, I found a changing room. Taking off my clothes, I realized it was indeed a white shirt. But once I put it on, something seemed off – it was actually a skirt underneath…

I changed back into my original clothes and asked the boss, “Oh, sorry, I only prepared a girl’s uniform because I thought one girl would be coming. Just wear it; you definitely won’t be noticed. It’ll be quite fun, haha.”

I initially wanted to refuse outright, but I felt it wouldn’t be right to give up on my first job so easily. Besides, the pay at this shop was much higher than other shops, not to mention the relaxed environment.

And maybe I really wouldn’t be discovered dressed as a girl. After a moment’s hesitation, I went and put on the women’s clothes anyway.

There were even stockings and boots! I struggled to put them on, and surprisingly, the sizes all fit quite well. The slightly tight feeling made my lower body react... It was

my first time wearing heels, and I walked out cautiously. Embarrassed and nervous, I stumbled as I walked out of the break room, but thankfully the boss was there to catch me.

When he helped me, I realized he was even more muscular and taller than I'd imagined. At 165cm, I only reached his chest. He held my hands, and I shyly turned my head away. This strange feeling... did wearing women's clothes make me look like a girl?

"So beautiful...it suits you very well. I look forward to learning from you in the future," he praised me generously, making me even more shy.

Then came the usual training session. The owner showed me the menu, the proper etiquette for serving food, and then taught me how to make coffee. It's a shop that sells very few items, with only a few drinks on the menu, so I quickly got the hang of it.

However, making coffee isn't something a complete novice like me can master immediately, so I mainly helped out. After the lesson, the owner gave me the cup of coffee. The warm coffee was very comforting, and it was definitely much better than any coffee I'd ever had before.

The owner said that the shop was actually a hobby; he had made some investments before and still had considerable assets, which explained why the shop could continue operating even without many customers.

We chatted idly, and I gradually got used to wearing women's clothing. Finally, our first customers appeared – a couple who looked to be around my age.

They seemed to be on a date, which explained their choice of such a charming café.

I politely showed them to their seats and gave them the menu. Having already learned a bit about the art of walking in boots, I now appeared much more natural.

They both ordered coffee. Although I didn't look directly at him, I could feel his gaze fixed on me, making me wonder if I'd been recognized as a man. My heart pounded.

Pretending to be calm, I returned to the bar, finally having a chance to secretly observe them. The woman seemed unhappy, glaring at the man and saying a few words to him. He immediately looked away.

"You're so beautiful they're about to start arguing," the boss whispered in my ear. The whisper, combined with the heat, actually excited me a little...

I brought the freshly brewed coffee to the couple's table, deliberately walking slowly, feeling the male customer's lewd gaze. Is this what it feels like to be a girl?

"You really are talented," the boss said. I didn't want to ask if it was his talent in drag or as a waiter, but I took it as a compliment.

As he spoke, the boss's hand actually reached for my buttocks. Before I knew whether to resist, my body went limp.

His large hand rubbed my buttocks, and I felt an unprecedented comfort, a soft, numb sensation throughout my body. I gave up resisting and let him touch me, my lower body slowly swelling up. What was this feeling...?

I was being teased like this. The couple seemed to have somewhere else to go and quickly left.

I took advantage of packing up to temporarily escape his clutches. Should I have clearly refused...?

The shop owner also came out, changed the shop sign from open to closed, locked the door, walked to my side, suddenly hugged me, and kissed me. I wanted to struggle, but the kiss was so good that I gradually went limp.

I've kissed my girlfriend before, but I've never had such good technique or such a comfortable feeling.

The shop owner used his tongue to pry open my lips, greedily sucking on them. His strong body held me, his hands supporting my buttocks as he pressed me against the table.

This feeling of being suppressed actually excited me. Is this what it feels like to be a woman?

Just then, my phone rang, and my boss let go of me. When I looked at my phone screen, it was my girlfriend calling.

"What's wrong?" I answered the phone hastily. My boss came around behind me, one hand caressing my nipple through my shirt, the other hand restlessly groping my thigh.

"I was thinking you should be off work now, right? Want to have dinner together later?" I checked the time; it was indeed five o'clock.

I casually agreed and broke free from my boss's embrace. He didn't seem to be in a hurry and readily told me I could go home.

Changing in the locker room, my mind was a mess, yet I didn't hate that feeling. My reason should have resisted it, but at that moment, I couldn't think clearly.

After changing my clothes, I quickly said goodbye to the boss and left, my mind still preoccupied with what had just happened. What I didn't notice was some mysterious white powder scattered near the bar...

(What a waste, I specifically prepared this aphrodisiac powder!), the boss muttered to himself. Yes, this was the aphrodisiac powder he'd learned to mix with coffee, but its only function was to amplify lust; it had no other uses.

It only worked if the user actively aroused the other person and the recipient felt a strong desire within themselves.

Chapter Two: The Drug Takes Effect

That evening, I was having dinner with my girlfriend, but I was quite distracted.

"Working must be tiring, right? You've worked so hard. Get some rest today." My girlfriend noticed I wasn't doing quite right and assumed I was overworked. It was indeed tiring, but not in the way she thought...

But her concern warmed my heart. Giving up now would be wrong, so I decided to keep working hard for her.

Luckily, the next day was a holiday. After resting on Sunday, I adjusted my mood and went to the coffee shop again.

The owner was calm, as if nothing had happened. Today, he had already made me a cup of coffee beforehand, telling me not to rush, since the shop was usually empty.

I pretended to be fine, finished my coffee, and then slowly changed into my uniform.

Unexpectedly, today's uniform was even worse than last week's. Besides the usual shirt and long skirt, the stockings had been replaced with garter stockings, and they even provided a thong and bra.

Nevertheless, I changed into it, thinking I should work hard.

After changing, as soon as I stepped out of the dressing room, the boss's intense gaze made my whole body burn. He gestured for me to come over; was he ordering me or was I anticipating it myself? I obediently went over.

"Did you put on the clothes I provided properly?" I didn't know how to answer for a moment. I guess I did.

"Let me check," he said. "Hmm..." Check...?

I slowly lifted my skirt, letting the boss see the clothes underneath, and my penis gradually became erect.

The boss nodded in satisfaction, then pulled me into his arms and began to caress me and my penis.

"Boss, no... I have a girlfriend..." "It's just part of the job, and it feels good, right?" Is that so? As long as it's part of the job...

I was overcome by the physical pleasure and started trying to convince myself that yes, it's just work, and slowly began to enjoy the feeling.

Then the boss made me turn around and lean against the wall, lifted my skirt, and with my back to him, I felt something thick and hot rubbing against my buttocks.

The boss's penis was rubbing against my buttocks, "Such a white and plump ass... you're really amazing." The boss said while slapping my buttocks.

The just-right force made me involuntarily stand on my tiptoes, clench my buttocks and shake them, and the thick penis behind me swayed with it.

This penis was twice as long and 1.5 times as thick as mine. I actually started imagining what I would do if it were inside me, but the boss quickly cut off my imagination.

He grabbed my waist with both hands and pulled me back. Without the support of the wall, I could only support myself on the ground.

This position looked like I was sticking my ass up to the boss, waiting for his favor.

Perhaps that was the case. The boss spread my anus, pressed his thick penis against my opening, and then slowly thrust it in.

Despite having no prior experience, I didn't feel any pain. Instead, I felt a sense of fullness, a feeling of being filled...

As he penetrated deeper, the boss reached my sensitive spot. He was clearly experienced and noticed my unusual sensation, relentlessly attacking that sensitive area.

Under the stimulation of his thick penis, I reached a peak orgasm. The pleasure of ejaculation made me clench my large buttocks, and at the same time, the boss ejaculated his thick semen into my body.

Semen was leaking from my anus, and my body and mind, like the falling semen, were slowly sinking...

Chapter Three: Exclusive Employee

. After having sex with the boss, I realized the bliss of being penetrated, and since I was also making money, why not? During my work hours, I often had sex with the boss, enjoying the pleasure that my nature brought me.

Sometimes we would act like a couple, simply kissing and cuddling, feeling each other's warmth.

Gradually, my girlfriend and I drifted apart, but having already experienced the pleasure of women, I could no longer go back to the way things were before...

That day, I went to work as usual, changed into my uniform,

and in front of the boss, I slowly took off my long skirt, revealing my suspender stockings to seduce him.

The boss took off his clothes and pulled me into his arms. I leaned against his chest, inhaling his unique masculine scent. It was as if the sexual switch in my brain had been flipped.

I licked the boss's nipples while he caressed my entire body, stroking my head, kneading my plump buttocks, and occasionally spreading them apart to rub my anus.

We kissed each other frequently. Whenever the boss held me and kissed me, I felt my head go numb, hoping to maintain this feeling for a little longer. We exchanged saliva, our tongues intertwined,

our erect penises pressing against each other, the only difference being that his was much larger than mine, pressing against my abdomen. Although I didn't have a uterus, I felt a burning sensation in my abdomen, yearning for his penetration.

We teased each other relentlessly until the boss was satisfied. He lifted me from below and carried me to the bar, unbuttoning my shirt and licking my slightly enlarged breasts.

I sat on the bar with my legs spread, enjoying the boss playing with my penis, while I gently stroked the head of his breast as he sucked on my nipples. Occasionally, the boss would poke my anus with his fingers.

After this period of "training," my anus was now the boss's exclusive vagina, softer and looser than before, ready to accommodate his thick penis at any time.

Just from having my anus played with by his fingers, my pre-ejaculate kept flowing out, and my penis throbbed, yearning for its master to conquer it.

After a while, the boss pulled my shirt aside and picked me up.

The boss, though seemingly quite old, hadn't lost any of his muscles. He effortlessly lifted me with the air of a powerful man lifting a cauldron, and I could only lean against him like a lamb to the slaughter. His

shirt, still on, felt like handcuffs, making me even more enjoy this feeling of being controlled, like a slave awaiting my master's favor.

Finally, his thick penis reached the entrance. I clamped my legs around his waist, and as it penetrated deeper, our mouths intertwined.

Each time it reached a deeper point, our tongues entwined more tightly.

My prostate was relentlessly assaulted by the vicious penis, sending me into waves of ecstasy. Just after the boss had been thrusting vigorously for a while, I felt the penis inside me trembling, preparing to pour its semen into my body.

Thick semen filled my anus, and the intense impact brought me to orgasm simultaneously. The boss dipped his finger in my semen and put it in my mouth.

I teasingly licked his finger, tasting my own semen, which aroused him again. I felt his penis gradually harden. The boss patted my buttocks, signaling me to turn around.

I turned around, sticking my buttocks up, and spread them apart with one hand, letting the cloudy white semen slowly flow out.

The boss dipped his penis in some and slapped my plump buttocks with it, then penetrated my anus again. The doggy style penetrated even deeper, and the beastly position allowed me to fully enjoy the pure, animalistic pleasure.

And just like that, I'm hopelessly addicted to sex; I'm now my boss's personal sex worker...

Next time, I'll have sex in front of my girlfriend...

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