Linda wanted to be especially cruel to Samantha today, and she was given just the chance.
"Um, c-could I ask a question Linda?" Samantha stammered out. Linda looked up from her pitifully sized coffee, acknowledging the question but not answering. After a few moments of waiting she finally prompted a response from the meek girl.
"Well?... Ask me then."
"S-sorry! I just wanted to know if I could take some of my vacation days early next month. My parents are coming to visit and I'd like some time to show them aro-"
"No." Linda bluntly cut her off. She could barely contain her glee from her power trip.
"But, why?" Samantha asked bewildered.
"I need you here, obviously." Linda said, maintaining her deadpan composure.
"Can't someone cover for me on my shifts? Isn't there some way I could work over time or anything! My parents never get to visit me, they're always on the the other side of the country and I can't afford to visit them...." Samantha pleaded, becoming increasingly desperate. Tears had started welling up in her eyes as she tried to keep eye contact with her boss.
"There is no way Sammy. I need you here and I don''t trust anyone else to work your shift. Especially not while I'm taking my holiday." Linda stood with this, rising slowly higher. Taking pleasure in watching Sammy's head slowly tilt up as she slowly towered over her formerly larger subordinate.
"I checked the planner this morning and it didn't show you as having any holidays." Samantha said holding back the tears.
"Oh, that's just because I decided to go on holiday this morning. I think I'll go somewhere nice and warm." Linda's face betrayed her as she cracked into a smile, she did her best to make is seem as warm as possible instead of as sadistic as she wanted it to be.
"B - but-"
"I'm sorry Sammy, there's no discussing this" Linda ended the conversation. She watched as Sammy's mouth was left agape, she savored the power she felt she had over her, looming high above her. Linda felt a rush of pleasure wash over her, and then a spark run up her spine.
She stood a little straighter, feeling as if she was stretching out. She could feel her clothing stretch tighter across across her body. This had never happened before.... Was she growing right now? As if to answer her question she could see Sammy's head fractionally tilt up subconsciously to maintain eye contact. She heard her bra creak as her breasts spilled over the cups.
She took a deep breath in, deeper than was possible a moment before, and straightened her back. The front button on her shirt finally gave up and sprung off of her shirt directly into Sammy.
Samantha recoiled, shocked at what had just happened. After a pause she ran crying from the room.
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