Pam started to shrug and pouted her lip, all this was terrifying to the tiny manager who wanted to begin squeaking and squirming but out of fear of being killed stayed still. “I mean he’s a lot cuter than actual Michael, I can keep him I suppose, could be an adorable little thing to keep at my desk, the strange thing is I thought I saw it move...” She said which prompted her to reach out her other hand and extend her finger which was painted ruby red and pole Michaels stomach which didn’t hurt him but did cause him to exhaust all his breath. “Oofff...” he puffed as she grew wider. “Wow, he even acts just like Michael I wonder if he has catchphrases or says anything dumb” she pondered as she continued to poke him “He is really soft...” Michael snorted out an accidental “That’s what she said!” And Pam was caught off guard as she heard the tiny voice and what was once surprised was quickly anger. She remembered how sexist and dirty Michael was and seeing a tiny speck that resembled him well it gave her nasty ideas. “Ohhhh yeah Michael? You like objectifying women so much...” she said bringing Michael even closer to her plump lips sending warm breath crashing over him as her perfectly aligned teeth but down on every hard word. “I’ll show you what a real woman can do” she said as she grinned evilly.
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