Your new coworker is a strange one. Apparently, she was recently hired to work with you, and only you, in this quiet remote office on the edge of god-who-knows-where, doing who-knows-what-the-fuck-what. You’re not sure because she’s awfully, awkwardly quiet during the day. She seems like a former princess, the kind of pony with noble lineage. Oh yeah, and her breasts and ass keep growing. She refuses to talk about it, even though, every time she stands up, her breasts wipe papers clean from her desk. And then when you leave the room, you can hear her masturbate like nobody else. Does she have to do that? Does she even want to do that? Something tells you she’s being punished and this is her prison sentence. For what though? And why here? And why you?