Standing right at the front of the desk, I pulled out the remote, aimed it at Rachel and pressed the shrink button with a smile.
Rachel stopped her call as she felt a tiny electric shock go through her body, doing a duckface as she made a slight “ouh!”, then looking down on herself as she felt the transformation taking place.
My smiled changed, as I realized my stupid secretary wasn’t shrinking, but expanding in size, as her office clothing got smaller on her, making her skirt rise upwards, her heels tight, her cleavage bulge from their window and her shirt cramped.
“What the fuck?” Rachel said, which I was thinking too.
She stood up from her chair to inspect herself, now spotting a major midriff showing off her belly button and her already short skirt now barely covering her panties as her bimbo boobs were stretching the shirt fabric to the limit. The dumb slut’s face looked confused, overcovered in makeup, as she tripped on her heel breaking, sending her back into the chair which broke as she kept on growing.
“Au-ih!” she whimpered, as her huge breasts burst out of her shirt, tightly restricted by her bra that couldn’t hold her for long again, and her skirt was not for long in his world either.
I looked down on the remote, seeing that I accidently pressed the grow button, then looked back on the enormous woman in front of me, barely covered.
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