This choice: Ask Melissa where Juli is • Go Back...Chapter #4Back to Melissa by: Unknown With a sigh, you turned back towards Melissa’s office. You hated to have to do this, but you knew it was the only thing you could do. You had no idea where Juli was, and if you kept fumbling around the park, eventually something terrible would happen. Heading back to Melissa was the safest and smartest option.
You trudged back to the main office, thankfully not running into any trouble along the way. After about ten minutes, you had it to the front door. You slipped inside the office as a female lifeguard was heading out.
Once inside, you directed yourself towards the back where Melissa’s office was. Multiple female lifeguards and assistants nearly crushed you underfoot, but you were successfully able to doge them all. You couldn’t afford another mishap. Melissa would be mad enough that you had failed your first assignment.
You slipped through a crack under the door to Melissa’s office, and saw that she was thankfully still there. She was sitting at her desk, and was totally engrossed in some business documents she was reading. You approached her desk, and began scaling up the side.
Thankfully, her desk had quite a few handholds in the chips of the wood. It was relatively easy to climb up. In only a minute or two, you were standing at the top of her desk, facing your giant boss.
She still hadn’t noticed you yet, and the papers she was reading were blocking her view of you. You cautiously crept closer to her, until finally you were only a few inches away from the edge of the desk.
“Melissa! Down here! It’s me, Jim!” You yelled up to her. To your surprise and amazement, she didn’t even flinch. She had honestly not heard you, despite how close you were. Whatever she was reading must have really been holding her attention.
Now you were stumped. You couldn’t think of any way to reach her or get her attention. You merely had to wait for her to set the papers down.
Just then, something totally unexpected happened. Melissa threw the paper to the side, and slumped onto her desk, collapsing in a heap.
Without any time to react, you saw the massive rack of your boss approaching you at high speed. You turned to run, but it was too late. Melissa’s massive breasts steamrolled right over you, completely flattening you underneath their weight. Melissa leaned on her desk, and you remained trapped underneath her, the weight and pressure keeping your from reforming. She hadn’t even felt you at all.
“God.” She sighed. “This sucks. I have waaaaaaay too much work to do. I need an assistant.” She smiled. “Someone who can…sign papers for me. Or file complaints. Or…relieve my stress.” She bit her lip and blushed, although this was unknown to you. “Too bad. It’ll never happen.” She leaned back from her desk and stood up.
The sudden movement of her standing up caused a minor problem. Part of your body was stuck to the underside of her left breast, while the other part of your body was still stuck to the desk. Melissa didn’t even feel the resistance as she stood up though, and your lower half quickly detached from the desk.
Your lower half shot up like a bullet into her breast, crashing into her blouse. The impact actually jostled her titanic tits, as your body totally stuck to her clothes. Melissa had to have felt that, right?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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