"Convince me!" you say defiantly. Shaking your head, that he expects you to believe in magic. The idea of being a secretary intrigued, but you weren't sure it genuinely appealed. Not sure you could handle the patted ass, or the patronising BS that came with the lowly, underappreciated situation.
"Okay." was the only response. Sure the call had run it's natural course, you stab the screen to hang up.
- - - - -
In that instant your world changes. Hauling the phone away from your ear. It's now a landline phone, and you're sitting at a desk. You hold the phone at arms length, like a dangerous serpent. The cause of your misfortune.... Worse, as your heart races, you can feel it thumping in your chest... A chest that's blessed with two of the fullest breasts you've ever seen.
Worst of all, is the angle you're seeing them from, and the constraint and discomfort of the bra holding them in place. The tight skirt also clings to your lush thighs.
Ripping your gaze from 'the girls' you take in the pink talons you now have, wondering how anyone could type with them. A moment later, it hits that that's precisely your job now!
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