Jack knew he was going to be in a whirlwind of trouble, but he didn't have much of a choice but to call Brenna. How was he supposed to sit in on the meeting with what had just transpired? With great reluctance, Jack pulled out his phone and called his boss. He remained at the printer and looked down the hallway to spot Brenna walking out of the conference room. "What is it? Where are you?" the woman spoke firmly. Jack sighed and nervously answered. "I, uh, ran into a little bit of trouble."
"What do you mean? Is the printer not working? Is there something wrong with the USB?" Brenna asked, now sounding more concerned. "No, that's not it. I had an... incident. I likely won't be able to participate in the meeting. I hope there's another way I can fill in the work I was meant to have completed today," Jack stammered. Brenna didn't sound like she was having it. "Jack, you best explain to me right now what is going on. You're not usually so fickle or vague. What happened and why can't you attend the meeting?" she poked. Jack slowly and painfully explained what had happened with the shrink ray. He further noted that he wouldn't be able to change back for at least another three hours. Brenna sighed roughly, clearly discontented with her subordinate's troubles. "You and I will have to talk this whole situation at another time. You said you're still out by the printer, yes?" the boss asked. Jack confirmed. "Stay right there, I'm coming to get you. We'll have a substitutive role for you in the meantime." Jack was about to ask what she meant, but Brenna hung up. Jack banged his head against the side of the printer in frustration. "Why the hell did this have to happen now? Unbelievable..."
Suddenly, a few thunderous footsteps approached. Jack turned and looked up to find his boss looming over him, her skirt flailing after her brisk movements to the printer. The woman then crouched down and picked Jack up. She turned and slowly started making her way back to the conference room, giving time to talk to her employee. "Jack, I'm at a loss for words. You've been performing very well recently so I'm going to let this slide, not completely, but for the time being. Nonetheless, I need you to still do your job while you're here. If you aren't able to perform your normal duties, then we need an alternative role for you to perform. What do you think you can do at your size?" Brenna said. Jack tried coming up with something, but was cut off when Brenna re-entered the conference room to find someone in Jack's seat. "Excuse me, that was reserved for an associate of mine," Brenna spoke to the person. She clenched her hand to hide Jack, who huffed in surprise as he was squished. The person responded with an apology and informed Brenna that there were no seats left. Brenna sighed and replied with understanding. She brought her closed hand up to her face and whispered to Jack. "Your seat has been taken. Unfortunately, there's no other place for you to sit. With that in mind, I have another job for you to make up for this incident." Jack's boss dropped him onto a soft cushion: her chair. Jack looked up in shock as the black-haired woman then mouthed an "I'm sorry" before turning around and dropping her butt. Before he knew it, Brenna sat down and smothered the tiny employee under her butt.
With the supposed alternative role being a seat cushion, Jack was now stuck beneath his boss's backside. How does the rest of the meeting go with Jack in such an awkward position?
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