He constantly tweeted about how much he hated his office job, how he was never getting anywhere and how “nobody” at his office seemed to like him. Moan, moan, moan. That was until he appeared on a chat app looking for fun. Presumably he was getting fed up and wanted to blow off some steam. Well, I had some things I could pull. I could remove the cause of the hated job, but not the symptoms of complaining day in, day out.

Read More Posted Mon Dec 11, 2017 | 456 Words | Tagged story workie

You see the boots and the trousers. Covered in mud. Calling out to you. You have a choice. Put on the trousers and the boots, become a workie. Sealed in hi vis. Mud. Work. Simple. Or walk away and continue living your boring office job you hate so much. What will it be? Good lad.

Read More Posted Tue Oct 10, 2017 | 55 Words | Tagged story workie

It was a job interview day, so I decided I had to get my hair cut an hour or so before hand so I walked in to the small barber shop and took a seat as usual and waited for one of the barbers to call me over for a hair cut. Being an interview I was probably slightly overdressed for most people who would come into the barbers, wearing a white shirt, a clip on tie and black trousers.

Read More Posted Fri Sep 1, 2017 | 552 Words | Tagged story workie bodyswap

In the alley in the back of his house, where he’d normally walk on his way to walk was a fairly worn piece of orange clothing. It looked like it had just been abandoned. It looked clean enough, and having a quick glance in either direction there was nobody around. He decided to try it on, just to see if it fit. Surprisingly it did, and it felt kinda nice.

Read More Posted Thu Jul 20, 2017 | 184 Words | Tagged story workie

You sleepily got out of bed in the morning, got yourself dressed and were doing well for time to get to work for once. For once you would be able to get to the boring office ahead of time. It felt good, but you knew it wasn’t really worth it, you didn’t get overtime and it just meant more time staring into a computer screen. You were about to put your jeans on when you hear a knock at the door so you run towards the door in your boxers and polo t-shirt to answer it.

Read More Posted Mon May 15, 2017 | 431 Words | Tagged story workie

Look at you, you dirty fucker, in some dirty workie clothes. You know why you’re in those clothes? Because you put them on. That’s because you are a dirty workie now, and nothing but a dirty workie. Don’t look so confused, you know it’s true. Think in your mind, what can you think of for work? Office? Of course not, you don’t suit that in the slightest. Paper and sitting down all the time?

Read More Posted Mon Oct 10, 2016 | 122 Words | Tagged story workie

Don’t remember your old life now do you? I see those months as a farmer have made quite the difference. Not yelling about it now are we? And you’re overalls have been dirtied quite nicely. Nobody would have ever thought you were a shy office worker just 6 months ago. Bet you can’t think about much anymore, considering how horny you are. See, it’s quite sensible living off the land.

Read More Posted Sun Oct 9, 2016 | 86 Words | Tagged story workie farm

rob1965: Yep, hi-viz gets me horny too :) Brickie Shake Guaranteed to get the drinker rough, dumb and in work boots ready to live a life of trade. 3 shakes are required for complete and permanent transformation. The first shake will make them slightly confused and wondering towards construction sites, and look at workie clothing. The second will tempt them towards buying the clothing, they just don’t feel complete without it and it makes them feel horny in it.

Read More Posted Fri Aug 19, 2016 | 146 Words | Tagged story tf cookbook brickie workie

You were having a period where yet again you seemed to be exhausted over doing anything and having half awake periods daydreaming of various things. One time you daydreamed seeing a product on your phone, a bunch of spliffs advertised to bring out the inner brickie in you. What you didn’t expect was for them to turn up through your letterbox a day later. You read it over and it was exactly how you remember them to be during your daydream.

Read More Posted Fri Apr 22, 2016 | 268 Words | Tagged story chav workie accent

How it starts is with the hungover eBay browsing. You hate yourself for doing it, you always end up buying too much and wondering what to do with the tat you bought. This time you end up browsing used clothes, you always had a thing about things which had already been worn-in. It arrives a couple days later, a right bargain, the package contained a pair of boots, dark navy trousers and a hi-vis jacket.

Read More Posted Tue Apr 5, 2016 | 163 Words | Tagged story workie