It was already hard not to see Sonya Rockefeller's chest. A towering 7'2" woman that trend to wear 5 inches peep toe heels usually tailored for her due to her huge feet (size 21 and half... In men's) that still had difficulties in seeing her own toes
Now imagine what would happen if she missed not one, not two but FOUR buttons from her shirt.
Nobody knew until that day that she mixed her bra with her stockings. Everybody knew about her wearing granny high waist panties that were lacy because it were always showing obnoxiously from either her capris or skirts.
Most of the employees survived by miracle when watching Miss Rockefeller's chest. Three of them were caught in the act:
Fred Thompson, a black and fat guy, very big man but with a little flaw. Charles Wolff a short gym junkie with a fat cannon gun and, finally, Aaron Smith, an average Joe character.
Now these three were in the office of the boss. Sonya was not happy, she was resting her shoeless feet on her desk while these three guys were lined in front of her, closed and locked doors.
"Just because I had an issue this morning with the car's door that doesn't give you permission to keep staring at my breasts..." She said in an authoritarian tone "... I should fire you all but that wouldn't teach you a single thing, so instead I demand you to take off your pants, I want to see your cocks."
The three scareddy employees did as requested, one at time. First was Fred, Sonya laugh at his misfortune "so it's not true what they say about men with big shoes after all" she giggled even more. "It's the smallest one I had ever seen... And I must confess I watch sissy porn in my free time. Next was Adam "boring, not to big neither too small, nothing new or interesting..." Finally was time of Charlie, now miss Rockefeller was getting aroused "oh my... I guess you can practice auto fellation without any issues, very hung for a 5'3" midget... I would never guessed it, Cinderella with muscles"
She stopped salivating for a second "from now and until I consider you three have enough, you will be my slaves. And I have the perfect outfit for you all, but first you will have to end today's shift wearing this underwear." She said, tossing them a padded training bra with matching nylons, gartherbelt and combining it with granny panties that will obnoxiously reveal themselves all in the office regular attire. Charles were baby blue, Adam was pastel green and Fred was lilac.
The three employees returned to their cubicles with tents on their pants and their wallpapers were changed to a very suggestive full body selfie of the boss, wearing nothing else but her panties of choice.
It was a hard day, both literally and figuratively, each time any of them tried to touch himself, a pop-up appeared saying "I am watching you".
The end of the journey came and the new outfits colored to match the current underwear of each were  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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