“W-well ma’am. You see-“ Natalie begins to explain before she gets cut off by her superior.
“Nope. Still to tired.” Regina says gruffly, putting a finger over the lips of her chirping underwing. “You know what wakes me up best, get to it.” She orders as she strides back towards her bed. Without any further verbal command, she leans right over her bed, sticking her butt up in the air and wiggling it in an enticing manner.
“M-ma’am, there really isn’t any ti-“ Natalie stammers nervously, her eyes glued to the wonderfully wobbly cheeks of her Colonel.
“Less talking, more yanking. Get to it Private.” Regina ignores her protests as per usual, earning an adorable, defeated whine from Natalie. The meek girl shuffles quickly over to the mighty woman, and pulls up a small step stool from under the bed.
Natalie steps up onto it, grips the frilly blue waistband of the Valhallan, and suddenly rockets up the snowflake undies with monstrous strength!
“OooOhh~ So much better than recaf!” Regina lets out a husky moan as she bites hard into a feather pillow. Natalie rolls her eyes as she pumps her arms harder and harder, stretching the soft white grannies deeper and deeper into the mega melons of the mewling woman.
In reality, Regina didn’t assign Natalie her role for her quality secretary skills, but for her completely unexpected and brutal wedgie abilities!
Finally, after several more minutes of brutal tugs and rips, Natalie eventually stretched the grannie panties up hard enough to fully stretch over Regina’s flushed red face, to the joy of her Colonel.
“Are you satisfied, ma’am?” Natalie asked with a huff. Regina was only able to let out some heavy muffled moans, so Natalie took that as a yes.
“Well, good, then we better get going.” Natalie says with a shocking change in demeanor, as she pulls Regina’s war coat from a hanging stand.
“Put this on, and let’s get going.” Natalie takes authority over the mewling, wedgied Colonel as the redhead struggles to slip on her coat. Once it’s sloppily draped over her shoulders, Natalie then gets a solid grip on the front of Regina’s tight undies, and yanks her onto her feet, earning a yelp of surprise as she struggles to stand on buckling legs.
“We wasted too much time today, and it’s time to get going, come along now.” Natalie orders with a tug on her panties, leading her out from the comfort of her private quarters and out into the rest of the compound.
‘Finally, after so many grueling weeks of this undercover bullshit I finally get this plan in motion.’ Natalie thinks to herself, grinning ear to ear.
‘All those wedgies, the swirlies, the ass poundings in this tiny frail guardswoman body finally worth it for the Mistress’ Great Plan!’
As it turns out, our lovely little Natalie is not all who she seems. In reality, the guardswoman is a powerful Alpha Legion Marine blessed by Tzeentch to have complete body transforming ability. Her true name is Constalina, and is the ‘eldest’ of three triplets, the other two sorceresses, Solaria and Lunamaria, bear the same blessing as her. She isn’t quite sure where her sisters are currently at, but regardless of where they are, it is all a part of the Great Plan.
And the Great Plan currently demands that the mighty Colonel Regina be humiliated in front of her entire regiment in order to destabilize the confidence of the troops and shatter moral, leaving the entire compound ripe for a chaotic invasion.
“Alright ma’am, we are first going to...” ‘Natalie’ begins.
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