This choice: Be Heather's "personal assistant" • Go Back...
Chapter #6
Be Heather's "personal assistant"
by: Unknown
Stan looked between Heather face and her massive thick leg. Looking back-forth between the two helped Andrew narrow down his decision. Looking at Heather he realized that she was in fact a beautiful woman.
Heather had long flowing red hair, tied up in a pun, and the color of her hair remind the young office works of the roses in his garden. Her face was stunning and sharp even thought it did support a double chin, and the way Heather wore her glass reminded Stan of a dominating teacher. It was both sexy and dominating.
Stan then turned his leg and looked at Heather's massive leg and felt himself tremble at the mere sight of it. Like all women in the office, Heather was tall and large. The woman height was near 6 feet 6 inches and her heels made her taller. Heather's overwhelming figure had sent another chill down Stan's spine as he began to admire he pear shaped figure, perky breast, and massive ass. There was no doubt in Stan's mind that Heather was a gorgeous woman, but she was also dominating and utterly terrifying.
The recent event of being bent into a U like a plastic toy had immediately reminded Stan of the various moments of his life where Heather had dominated him by sitting on him or crushing him. Each experience had been as painful as the next and Andrew wasn't sure if he wanted to keep enduring such hardships, but what choice did he have?
His options were, be a boy toy to all the dominating women in the office or...be the boy toy of one dominating woman who had a hard on for Stand and his unique physic.
Stand took a breath and whispered "I would like to be your...personal assistance...please".
"Come again?" Heather asked as she dropped her leg and took a step towards Stan, her body just grazing his own.
"I would like to be your personal assistance, please" Stand repeated as he felt Heather's meaty arms wrap around his waist and pull him into a tight embrace.
"Good choice" Heather said as she held Stan in-between her massive breasts and began to kiss him like the dominatrix she truly was. The embrace and kiss lasted longer than Stan could take and her could feel himself about to pass out, but Heather stopped herself and released Stan. Stand fell two feet out of the air and landed on his butt, while Heather giggled humorless at Stan's vulnerable state.
"You and me are going to have some real fun Stan, now pick yourself up and go gather your things. I want you at my door ASAP" Heather said as she strolled to the door.
"Don't be late" Heather said seductively.
"Yes ma'am" Andrew replied as he began to regret his decision.
Copyright 2000 - 2025 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.16 seconds at 6:32am on Nov 07, 2025 via server WEBX1.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
