Rachel loomed over her now diminutive supervisor. "I think it's apparent to both of us who's the boss now!," Rachel gloated over her victory. "Now as your new boss, I want those reports in by 5 pm today, get the files alphabetized, get the spreadsheets ready, and also get me some freaking coffee!"
Karen still stood in place looking down at her diminished form, her height wasn't the only thing that shrank, her formerly immense DD cup sized chest had withered away to a pair of nothing A cups. Karen looked around the room for something to wear; the majority of her clothes still hung loosely on the ground. "You want me to do all that work dressed like this?!," Karen demanded to know from Rachel. "If you value having a job and income you will, and if you have to keep your clothes on, staple them tighter to fit better" Rachel smiled deviously at her conquered foe.
Karen needed a pay check and couldn't afford to look elsewhere for work, so she did the task laid out by Rachel her new supervisor. A week passes, Rachel is promoted to Karen's job and consequently Karen is demoted to Rachel's old job. Due to Karen's new height of 4'0, the office pecking order placed her at the bottom, even bellow Roxanne the intern. "KAREN did you get those photocopies made yet?" Roxanne ordered. "I did, but isn't this supposed to be YOUR job, you are the intern after all," Karen shot back. "True, but the way I see it, you're the office shrimp now and you do my work and I get a free ride out of this place," Roxanne grabbed the photocopies off the machine. "And besides, I'm just glad I'm not the one Rachel yells at anymore."
Walking out of the copy room, Karen passed by Rachel's - her old - office. Karen turned her head to look at Rachel sitting her desk, rubbing her larger F cup breasts, no doubt grown by the remote's power, she also grew her height by 3 inches bringing her up to 5'7, writing off the height difference to her co-workers as a new pair of shoes. "See these Karen. These things are called breasts, they're something that grown women have, I just thought that a thin waif like you should see a real pair once in a while," Rachel smirks victoriously. Karen storms off with a huff back to her cubicle, inwardly hurt, her pride was on its last strings.
Over the next few months Karen came to the office, got orders barked at her from Rachel, Roxanne, and every other co-worker and supervisor who knew they could take advantage of her. Then one day walking past Rachel's office, Karen looked to see if Rachel would be there gloating in her utter dominating victory over her, but Rachel was absent from her office. She's probably out for lunch Karen thought to herself. So while no one was watching, Karen stepped inside the moderately sized office and immediately began rummaging for the remote. "She's got to have it stored here somewhere- A-HA!," Karen said to herself triumphantly. "That idiot hid it in the compartment in her desk as if I wouldn't find it eventually," but just as Karen recovers the remote she hears outside footsteps, "Uh-huh and schedule a meeting on the 23rd. K, I gotta go- WHAT IS THIS?" Rachel angrily demanded to know.
"Rachel this has gone on to long, I'm going to correct this now!" Karen shouted in the room. Karen pointed the remote at Rachel and...
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