She woke in a comfy office chair, the whole office felt more massive around her. She hissed through clenched teeth, it was the opposite. She was more petite, all over. Shorter arms, and legs. The shifting weight on her chest felt like the only place she was bigger. Her blouse cut low to flaunt her qualifications as secretary.
Erica knew she could fit beneath a desk, and provide intimate relief to any stressed manager. That she could be discrete, and swallow with barely gagging as she sought her salty reward.
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