[center][b]Workplace Sexual Harassment Training ver 3.22[/b][/center] [center]By Kaydrien Iceclaw[/center] Sally Moirrey had been putting this one off. “It’s just embarrassing.” The opossum muttered to herself quietly. Not that there was anyone else to hear; The office ‘training room’ was practically a closet, outfitted with one computer, one mini-desk, one chair, and not much else. Really, there was nothing here that couldn’t be done just as well at any office or cubicle in the building, but ostensibly the small room provided an undisturbed place to focus. “We’re all reasonable adults, how hard is it to keep things civil?” But grumbling aside, Sally still had one last computerized training to suffer through before her onboarding was officially complete and she could start doing her [i]actual[/i] job. So she adjusted her position in the cheap office chair, pulled on the headphones, and clicked the link titled ‘Workplace Sexual Harassment Training ver 3.22’. Then wait for it to load. And load. Aaaand probably just a little bit more. Finally, the window finished sorting its befuzzled bits into line and shuddered to life in corporately inoffensive cream and green color palette, upbeat muzak crackling in right behind. Pretty good tune honestly. It caught at Sally’s ears, rooted her attention. [i]Welcome to the John and Smith incorporated team. This mandatory training will take you through the basics of appropriate workplace behavior. Our learning goals today are-[/i] In the background a ring of little dots spun gently through one another in a complicated pattern, carefully behind the white block on which the text echoed the politely neutral narration. Sally glanced at it, missing a few moments before she turned her attention back to the text. A few moments that passed without any new text appearing on the screen, or the exact words of the soothing voice registering on the oppossum’s consciousness, while the music played in time to the rotating designs in front of her eyes. When the slide changed she was breathing a little more slowly, her eyes a touch dilated by relaxation. [i]Here at J&S, we take the well-being of our employees very seriously. This entails creating a[/i] comfortable [i]environment where all team members can feel[/i] safe. The slight emphases sank into Sally’s ears and ratcheted her shoulders down a level of tension. A banal photo of a skink and a leopard, the latter sitting behind a desk and the former standing in front of it in mid-conversation, slid into place on the left side of the screen. [i]Regrettably, there are occasions where social interactions between teammates become awkward and inappropriate. This is bad for team cohesion and can even impact our ability to meet our working goals.[/i] “No shit.” Escaped a faint whisper. [i]But don’t worry. There’s absolutely no reason to feel uncomfortable at J&S. We will teach you how to respond to unsuitable behavior, and what your own responsibilities are as a J&S employee. Let’s begin with a few examples.[/i] Swirling patterns expanded from their spot in the back to become a rotating transition. Something flickered for a millisecond or two among them, words or letters that they eye couldn’t quite make full sense of before they were gone, and then the spinning gyres faded into video footage. Cheap tiled ceiling, office carpet, plain walls, one ficus tree off to the side, a pair of furs standing facing one another. Obviously office workers from their dress. Tacky necktie and button down shirt on the boar and sedate black skirt and vest for the woman. “Heyyyy, Jen.” The pig leaned against the wall, eyes traveling up and down his counterpart’s figure. “What are you doing after work tonight?” “I was just going to head home, Phil. It’s been a long day.” “How about doing something with me instead. Stay behind a little while and get to know each other.” His eyebrows waggled suggestively and he made an indicative thrust with his hips. Jen drew back an inch, blinking incredulously. “Well… I… um…” The footage paused, grayed out. Something else, more words, another flicker before the narrating voice appeared once again. [i]This is obviously inappropriate workplace behavior. Read through the possible responses below and pick the one you think Jen should use right now: A) Yell at Phil and draw attention B) Refuse and report Phil to HR C) Politely decline and pretend this conversation didn’t happen[/i] The options only stayed on screen for a few seconds, not long enough for Sally to think. She had just ruled out option C when a red ‘x’ appeared over all three on the screen. Once more there was something, a flash she couldn’t catch that stabbed into her moment of startlement. [i]The truth is none of these are good choices. Option A and B are certainly incorrect; both are disruptive to the office and could make team members uncomfortable. Option C is slightly better, but doesn’t demonstrate the teamwork we hope to achieve at J&S. Let’s see what Jen did instead.[/i] “I think that sounds fine. You’re off at four thirty, right?” Sally blinked through the next few seconds as the pair casually finalized their plans before walking off. Wasn’t that wrong though? She was sure… well, maybe she was having a moment. It had been a long day of staring at the computer screen through inane training after inane training. Her mind was playing tricks on her, that was all. And the background music was a bit loud. Pleasant, but distracting. What she watched was totally reasonable, and it only seemed off to Sally. [i]By accepting Phil’s offer, Jen builds her professional relationship with him while they both reduce their stress levels. She also demonstrated flexibility by working with his schedule and meeting him after regular business hours.[/i] [i]This interaction still could have gone a little more smoothly, though. Lets see another way Jen and Phil could have approached this situation.[/i] The footage made a dramatic rewind back to the beginning, words zooming across that field of view too fast to catch. Things restarted from the beginning, only the slightest difference in the actor’s postures to differentiate things. “Hey Jen. Want to have sex after work?” The pig asked happily. Jen smiled back and answered without hesitation. “I’d love to. Meet you in the lounge at four thirty.” [i]This time, Phil was more efficient by being clear about what he wanted from the start. He demonstrated good communication skills and reduced chances of misunderstandings.[/i] Sally nodded. Directness was good. [i]Proper workplace behavior applies to more than just team-building propositions. It also extends to everyday conversation and nonverbal communication. Let’s watch another example video to see some of our workers bonding at break time.[/i] The break room, a couple men of varying species sitting around the coffee table. The jackal with the tie decorated with little cartoon knot icons opened with, “What do you guys think of Sharon in marketing?” “Ooh, love her. Great ass. Best in the department.” Responded the ginger tomcat without hesitation. To his left, a slim dolphin male waved a hand uncertainly. “I dunno, man. Julie’s so thick, I think she tops the list there.” “Ohhh right, I forgot since Julie’s always out on travel.” The feline agreed, with the jackal nodding along. “Sharon has those knockers of hers though.” “Oh yeah. Absolutely. And such a tight pussy. They’re both sexy as hell.” The camera panned over to the other corner of the room (flicker words hooking Sally’s thoughts for a moment) where a snake with an hourglass figure and a canary in blouse and dress nursed their own coffees. “Have you ever tried out John over there?” “Noooo but I know you have.” Agreed the canary, nudging her friend with an encouraging elbow. “C’mon, tell me!” “His knot is so thick.” She whispered back with a giggle, eyeing the jackal at the table. “Highly recommend.” [i]Here at J&S we know it’s healthy to appreciate each other’s bodies. We encourage all employees to express that appreciation.[/i] A new scene, this time of a stout hippo man leaning over a printer. (Do hippos come in another flavor than ‘stout’? Sally wondered.) He seemed to be having trouble with something inside the front panel of the machine, grunting once as he yanked at a piece of jammed paper. As he worked another employee, this one a llama in a nice khakis, walked by. She leaned down to slap his generous rump in passing and continued down the hall. The slap-ee looked up from his task at his female coworker startled, then grinned and watched her hips as she walked for a moment before continuing. [i]This is a wonderful example of our team members showing they care through non-verbal communication. Touching one another is an appropriate and encouraged way to interact with your teammates. Some new hires ask first, but be aware that there is no need. We’re all comfortable with each other. In fact, things go more smoothly without. To demonstrate, let’s see that again.[/i] Rewind. The flicker of the words was a little slower this time. ‘Aroused’ flashed by. It embedded itself in Sally’s mind, but not in a way that she felt needed thought. If she were to watch herself from the outside she might notice how she wasn’t moving at all except for slow steady breathing, eyes fixed on the video and ears taking in the even pulse of the smooth music. The scene replayed, again with the hippo working on the printer. He did have a nice ass. Thicc. A little on the plump side. This time the llama paused beside him and asked timidly, “Joel?” “Yeah?” He raised his head, snout turning, eyes brightening in recognition of the woman beside him. “Hello Rica. What can I do for you?” “May I…” Rica’s hooves kicked cutely at the ground. “…slap your butt?” “Of course you can.” Carefully she leaned down and gave his cheeks a clap. Not hard enough, Sally thought. Needed to see those buttocks move a bit, to appease the growing warmth between her legs. For the first time since the training video started she squirmed a little in her chair. “Mind if I watch yours on your way out?” Joel asked in turn. Rica nodded with a smile and walked off. She had a nice butt too, and Sally and Joel both watched hungrily as it retreated. [i]This is an acceptable interaction.[/i] Appraised the narrator. [i]But notice how it was less efficient than the first version of events. Also note that in both cases each employee missed an opportunity to show their appreciation verbally. Let’s try that one last time.[/i] Rewind. Events played out almost the same as the first version, but this time on the meaty slap of Joel’s delicious hams- now zoomed in, which Sally greatly appreciated- Rica added a friendly “Hot rear as always, sexy.” “Thanks. Yours is pretty sweet too, hot stuff.” Rica winked back at him, putting an extra swing in her step for her audience as she left. Another flicker of verbiage across that closeup. Sally in her training room and Joel in the video both reached one hand to rub at the crotch of their pants together, the opossum gasping without noticing. But she pulled her hand away again automatically a moment later. [i]There, isn’t that much better? Life is good when our employees appreciate each other.[/i] Each other’s bodies, the words flashed directly onto Sally’s brain. [i]This is true across all departments and levels of our company. Let’s pause for a moment to see how you’re following the basic principles explained so far with a quick quiz. Don’t worry too much if you are uncertain about any given answer; many questions have multiple correct answers and all of the described situations will be covered in greater detail as we continue.[/i] [i]A coworker of yours stops you in the hall and asks to fuck you. Do you: A) Refuse and walk away because you’re busy B) Accept and set a time that works for both of you C) Undress and fuck there in the hall[/i] “C… No, B.” Sally said automatically. Something itched in the back of her mind for a second, that said none of the answers were right. But… the only one that [i]felt[/i] wrong was ‘A’, although for an instant it didn’t feel as if it should feel right. The concern was shushed when an affirmative green circle appeared around both B and C to validate her answer, and the discomfort submerged under the training muzak and the pulsing beat that seemed to echo in Sally’s dampening pussy. Circular patterns turned like gears as transition between each question and the next, each almost a stylized letter turning against its fellows to spell out what was reasonable, how a good J&S employee should act. [i]A close coworker with whom you are cooperating on an important project makes a complimentary remark about a colleague’s genitals. Do you: A) Join in with your own observations B) Chide them for discussing private details C) Ignore the statement[/i] “A.” Sally said confidently (and correctly, as vindicated by B and C being crossed out in red). [i]Your manager calls you in for a performance review. You are told that your performance is excellent. How do you celebrate?[/i] Of course, a quickie with the boss on their desk is the way to go, Sally thought. Going out for a drink or a nice dinner with your SO after work were right answers too, she agreed with the official answer on that, but the quickie was the MOST right answer. A dozen more questions cycled through. The opossum was gratified by how well she was doing guessing the correct responses in the time allowed, only getting a few wrong. Why had she been worried about this training, anyway? There was nothing to be uncomfortable about. Or was there? The prickling thought was back for a moment, something about sex. Something about… privacy? Maybe something about Florian, her boyfriend. But then the training transitioned again. [i]Again, don’t worry too much about how many questions you answered correctly. You are doing[/i] good. [i]For now take a few deep breaths. You are a[/i] good [i]employee.[/i] Relax. [i]Take a few deep breaths. Now, reach down and masturbate gently while we continue. You have earned it and doing so will help you[/i] relax [i]as we continue.[/i] Sally obeyed. Her pants unbuttoned easily enough, but she left her panties where they were and simply slipped a hand under them to rub gently at her sopping clam. This was nice, nice to be appreciated. [i]In our modern world, it’s important to be considerate of our differences. At J&S, we strive to treat all our colleagues equally regardless of gender.[/i] Well, yes of course. Sally wholeheartedly agreed with that. In this context that would mean… mean… The video rolled onward, answering that question for her. [i]As such you should recognize that coworkers of both sexes have their own needs. While everyone has their own preferences, you should be courteous and obliging in satisfying colleagues of any sex.[/i] “But I’m straight!” Sally twitched back in her chair, the most motion she had made for the past half hour. The opossum didn’t get up though. [i]We understand that bisexual activity can be difficult for some employees at first. Please watch this series of examples.[/i] The transition this time was long. Or so a clock would have said. Sally would have said it was just the standard spinning transition screen for mere seconds, but she sat there staring for easily three minutes. Artistically circular letters and swirls worked on her brain. Synapses loosened up and became pliable, while she continued to squeeze her arousal-swollen vulva down below. And then the example videos came. They were indistinct in her awareness but also razor sharp. The video seemed to be as much half-understood flickers and images as video. But Sally did watch as a straight stallion happily lifted his tail for a wolf in the name of company teamwork, and came from the homosexual buggering, offering to clean his coworker’s cock with his mouth to cap it off. Photos of penises, and balls, and male anuses and other male anatomy overlayed the action. Males with other males. And likewise as a lady badger with enormous teats opened her legs for a female anteater, once more belying her stated preference. Interspersed with pussies, in all canine, equine, feline, caprine, clits rubbing against one another. Breasts. And one snippet of a skit about an intersex individual- maybe it was several skits, the details seemed malleable. But that was also good. Everyone was getting along. Sally’s middle finger slipped into her slit and she rocked on it, eyes still riveted to the screen. She could be okay with that, she supposed. Those girls… okay, they did look good. She’d never felt the need to look at another person’s pussy before, but hers was drooling to the delicious cunnies as much as the cocks that had passed before her eyes. Licking a girl out would be good manners, help take the edge off a long day here. [i]Likewise we should seek to accept and accommodate one another’s more specific sexual desires, where feasible in the work environment. Most individuals have one or more paraphilias, also known as kinks or fetishes; sexual desires relating to acts, objects, or traits not traditionally associated with arousal. These are beyond the scope of this training, but will be covered in more detail in future courses.[/i] Nodding happily, the opossum wondered if future courses would mention having a thing for guys in thick socks. That was her thing. [i]Now that we’ve covered some of the things that you, as a J&S employee, should strive for, lets look what behavior is unacceptable. Unfortunately, it has come to our attention that some individuals are not as considerate or appreciative of their coworkers and managers as they should be.[/i] The thought made Sally’s nose wrinkle. It sucked to have rude coworkers. [i]Lets take a look at an example.[/i] Another office scene, naturally. The focus was on a male antelope and a female alligator, who looked to be double his mass. Not fat, in fact fairly muscular, but she was large. And neither of them bad looking, to Sally’s eyes. “Hey Casey. Could you drop those pants, I’ve had a hell of a day.” Casey stepped back. “I… I’d rather not, Valerie.” “Maybe when you’re on your next break?” She tried, crowding him into the wall companionably. “No!” Casey yelped. He jerked under her arm, dodging to the side. Her hand caught him on the upper arm and held him tight. “I don’t- No! I don’t want to have sex with you!” “Are you okay, Casey?” The larger female’s voice was all concern. “You’re acting a little funny. If you need to be at a meeting, that’s okay, I like an audience.” He thrashed in her grip, then fell still, shaking. “I don’t- There’s no meeting, nothing like- no reason just I… I don’t know…” “That’s all right.” She said soothingly. Her iron grip never left the antelope’s arm while she patted him on the chest, and reached down to squeeze gently at his crotch. Casey squirmed at the touch. “You’ve been busy with that big project, right? Let me get some of that out of your system. And then we can go to HR together. I think you need a little break and you can do your policy training again.” “N- N…” Casey grimaced, expression mixed as he realized his faux pas. What was he thinking, being so little of a team player. “I… okay…” The picture paused and greyed out a moment after working open his pants zipper and fished out his pink sheath to begin to work it to hardness. [i]In this video, Casey acted very inappropriately by refusing to accommodate his female coworker’s needs, contrary to company policy. Sadly this does happen time to time. Most often such a situation can occur as a result of extreme stress, or sometimes with employees who have skipped their mandatory annual training.[/i] [i] Valerie handled the situation excellently. In the event that one of your colleagues refuses to engage in sex acts with you, be kind but firm. If they are too difficult to handle on your own, ask your other coworkers for help. Bring them to orgasm and then, when they have calmed down, contact your HR representative to report the situation. They will ensure that your coworker completes their mandatory retraining session and get the support they need to return to peak teamwork. We should all feel free to express our affection and appreciation for each other and be comfortable doing so.[/i] Nodding along and continuing to finger herself, Sally watched on and on. Now that the main points had been covered the video was just covering the details, spirals and flickers of text back to being unnoticed by the possum despite growing longer and more detailed. She soaked in what the etiquette was for satisfying the libidos of busy managers when they couldn’t get away from their desks, how the dress code only applied to garments you were wearing, when it was and wasn’t appropriate to put off a good fuck (there was work to be done after all). Some confusing tidbit about not going into detail about intimate teambuilding with your partner or spouse unless they’d been to at least one of the company holiday parties- seemed weird, but then surely they already knew what it was like having coworkers. Maybe just some archaic piece of etiquette. Well, she would just not bring it up to Florian until after the Halloween bash next month. She bet he’d be a hit among her colleagues, after they got to try him out. Much longer than Sally would have guessed before starting, and much shorter than she would estimate now, and about two hours of swirling subliminals and binaural tones measured by objective time, the opossum finally finished her last required training video. She continued to sit in her chair, lazily fingering her cleft. The crotch of her panties was thoroughly soaked by this point, and the pants under it where she had gushed. She was reaching for her water bottle to get some much-needed hydration done when she heard the door behind her open. Sally spun leisurely in her chair to blink at the figure in the doorway, still rubbing herself off. A tall, moderately lean buffalo in a neat suit, his hefty balls hanging out of the zipper of his dress pants and his hard cock standing out proudly ahead of him. “All finished, Ms Moirrey?” Asked her new boss, Bertram. He stroked himself once, eyeing her eyeing it. They were both part of the J&S team after all. It was normal to ogle each other’s nethers. “Just finished.” Sally confirmed. “Your balls are huge.” “That’s what they tell me.” He said with a big grin. “Suck me for a bit, then I’ll show you to your desk to give you a proper welcome fuck.” She lowered her jaw to admit the hot throbbing meat, savoring the salty taste of bovine pre. A good first day, she’d be happy to reassure her boyfriend later. A very good first day. [center]The End[/center]