GITJ Tangent Thread: Seeking Approval, p3

Evolution Pharmaceutical Intern Ashleigh Coughlin led the new FDA inspector - almost by hand, and with a big, wide smile - down the last series of hallways that had been prepared for him and his tour. She’d been asked to give him a general look at the facilities, this first day of his inspection. Doors of course had had their placards changed, the necessary ones locked, and the various corkboards and informational postings had all been scoured of anything that might catch his eye. He was, she figured, the first male that had walked these halls in...I dunno...ever? He was cute and earnest and maybe a bit dim but the last thing that management wanted was this guy seeing something he shouldn’t and making problems. They needed to at least look like they were being forthright and open, even if he was not going to be able to see 95% of what was actually happening here at Evolution Pharmaceuticals. Appearances are everything, Rina had told her, during this last bit of inspection, make sure he sees just what we want him to.

That’s why I’m wearing this top, she mused, almost giggling to herself.

“So, uh, what goes on down there?” Sam asked her, as she’d almost nearly got him to just breeze by a glass doorway which led to another hallway, one that they’d wanted off-limits to him. It had been keycard locked for the inspection, and it drew his attention.

“Oh, that’s mostly unused offices,” Ashleigh lied, wincing as they both saw Dr. Zhestakova from KOLECTV emerge from an office at the far end, “Well, there’s some, uh, finance people, I guess. But here, let’s go check out the cafe…I’ll let you buy me a muffin. They’re really good!”

So, soon after their ersatz tour of Evolution’s corporate headquarters, Sam Packer was pulling out a chair for Ashleigh, the intern that had been assigned to help him in his investigation. She giggled, telling him what a nice gentleman he was, and sat down across the beechwood cafeteria table from him. He’d bought her a cinnamon crumble muffin and a green tea, and snagged another glimpse at the big boobs in her tight, ribbed top. He still couldn’t believe it - even glancing around at the spare few other ladies in the cafe - how good-looking all the women were here. His first meeting with Rina and the lawyer, just a half-hour or so ago? Man, they were so nice, so friendly, and he freakin’ still had a boner haha; it seemed like he could still smell all their perfume. It did nag at him, a little, that he’d left his laptop with the rainbow-haired IT girl. He knew he wasn’t supposed to really do that, let it out of his sight.

“Um, so, uh, hey…” Sam began, taking his own seat and starting to unwrap the protein bar he’d bought for himself, “what is this supplement thing I’m checking out really supposed to do?” He leaned in close, covertly, and dropped his voice as he looked about the mostly-empty employee cafe. He’d had the weird feeling of being watched all afternoon, though he figured that was pretty normal in a place like this, with all the security. He hoped he could speak lowly and not be caught admitting his own ignorance haha. “I, like, have to admit...I was a little confused by the literature I’d been given…”

“The Product?” Ashleigh answered, quickly adjusting her demeanor - and the strap of her bra through her turtleneck sweater, “Oh, you saw the posters, right?”

“The ones in the conference room?” Sam asked, taking a sip of diet coke, and remembering the one they’d just passed in the hallway, as he felt the cameras watching him: the hot chick in Yoga pants, standing tall as a skyscraper, “Become All You Need” emblazoned across her face.

“Sure,” Ashleigh replied, “It’s a wellness and fitness supplement for women. Improves metabolism, focus, the immune system. You read the taglines? ‘Evolve’? ‘Rise to the Challenge’...”

“‘Grow Into the Job’?” Sam added, remembering the poster of the girl at a desk, how she made it look too small.

‘Exactly,” Ashleigh commended, her eyes sparkling as she took a sip of tea and remembered what Rina had told her to say, “I mean, I’m only an intern here and I don’t really understand all the medical and, like, chemical stuff, but it’s supposed to do what you need most, to help you ‘meet your challenges’.”

“Ah,” Sam nodded, knowing he should have better questions than this, but he was really liking how he and Ashleigh were connecting. She was kinda goofy but tall and slim and pretty with her huge red hair and he loved looking at those tits. “I, uh, really don’t get the medical or chemical stuff, either,” he admitted, “though I probably should, working for the FDA and all…”

To that, Ashleigh snorted back a laugh and reached across the table to put her hand on his arm. That felt nice, and Sam recognized the little jolt of electricity that shot through him as the excitement of intimacy. They were, like, maybe, hitting it off!

Sam smiled.

“I mean,” he began again, feeling a little puff of importance swell up in his chest, “eventually, I’ll get a handle on it all. I’ll be taking samples, checking out the formulas…”

“Sure, sure,” Ashleigh nodded, biting her lip, eyes sparkling again in good humor.

The two sat in a moment.

“So, uh...have you tried it?” he asked, finally, “Y’know, the supplement? Do they let empl-...uh, interns, sample the stash? Even though it’s not approved yet?”

To that, Ashleigh’s eyes flashed again, this time with a mischievous gleam. “I’m not supposed to tell you, but yeah. They let me and the other girls try it…”

“I’m sure it’s fine, it’s safe, it’s just an OTC product…” Sam said, sounding as confident and authoritative as he could muster, “I won’t say anything.” He took another sip of coke. “So, what? Did it, like...do anything?”

Another snort; this time she held it back a bit better. Did it do anything haha?!? she repeated to herself, considering what she could and couldn’t tell him. She knew for sure she shouldn’t say how she’d at first grown through three sets of bras because her thesis advisor at school had been such a tit-guy who liked her to...omigod haha the diapers. It had been two months since that ended and she came to this full-time internship, but she only finally stopped leaking just last week.

Since starting here, though, working for and among these smart, successful driven women, given the challenges and responsibilities they’d trusted her with, she had felt herself changing in other ways. Like, the IQ battery they made her take every Monday morning. Today? Killed it. She’d learned everyone’s names, like everyone that worked here, in less than a day. She knew how they all liked their coffee, she knew the exact chemical compound of the product, how it was synthesized, even the base nucleotide sequence of the original donor….Ashleigh knew her only as “M”. And, in preparing for today, Ash had every class he’d taken and job he’d held and stupid social media post he’d ever written completely memorized. She even knew what kind of porn he liked. So, the changes, the effects of the Product were no longer just physical. She was always a smart girl, with a good memory. But now..? Crazy. She knew they didn’t have plans to make the Product available to everyone, but still. Just get a bunch of the right women on this thing and, well...she could see how maybe the goals they’d set weren’t so far-fetched, after all.

So Ash counted herself lucky, as an intern here, to be one of the first to get access to the Product and reap what to her were turning out to be intellectual benefits. But still, yeah, no surprise that she’d felt that familiar twinge in her tits as soon as this guy first entered the room and his eyes darted to her chest; he was just a guy, of course, she thought ruefully. “Did it do anything?” she answered, casually pulling off a piece of muffin, “Oh, it’s subtle stuff, but yeah…”

As subtle as a pair of G-cups in a nursing bra can be haha

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