It was Claudia, but she had a very odd paper jam indeed, in that there was no paper involved. Her little pendant was trapped inside the machine, but that wasn't what worried you, she was trapped bended over wearing a breezy tan dress which most likely didn't have anything underneath. What a convenient position (for her) to find her in.
"Oh Stan, thank goodness." she said with fake distress. "My little pendant seems to be caught in the machine." she seemed to stick out her butt a little more as she says this, which was easily larger than your head. "Do you think you could assist me?"
You sigh knowing that there was no point in arguing with her. You try to work around her ass by circling to the left and right but its no good.
"Stan, I think you need to go under me, its the only angle you can get at. But please hurry I think I might be losing my balance."
You knew this couldn't end well but what else could you do? You get down on all fours and start to crawl between her legs and under her dress.
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