You decided that the safest course of action, for now, was to sneak under the cubicle walls. You ran underneath the desks between each cubicle, making your way towards the back of the room. To your sides you could see the feet of random women in the fake office, and you made sure to steer clear of them in case anyone decided to stretch their legs or start tapping their feet or anything. You made it to the edge of one of the cubicle sections, and were met with a stretch of open space between you and the next set of cubicles. Unfortunately, women were crossing ahead of you quite often, so timing your dash to safety would be difficult. You wondered how Faye and Jen were doing, but you couldn't see them from your position.
For a minute, the coast looked clear, and you made a run for the next cubicle section. At your height, it was over a hundred meter distance, so closing the gap took some time. Just before you made it halfway across, you heard a loud alarm sound. For a second you thought you had been caught, and the test was over.You stopped in confusion and looked around, before you saw Faye down the hallway to your right shouting, "FIRE! FIRE! EVERYBODY FORM AN ORDERLY LINE AND HEAD THROUGH THE NEAREST FIRE DOOR!" Suddenly a woman's foot came down on you from behind, flattening you to the carpet. Then another, and another. A mob of women, each eager to get to the exit, trampled over you as they rushed forwards, where Faye guided them out through a fire door. Between the sea of legs above you, you managed to spot Jen in the crowd, until she was right above you. You could see up her skirt, where her two giant thighs met, and her jiggling ass cheeks bounced with every step, until she unfortunately stepped right on top of you. You were stuck against her shoe as she moved with the crowd, except that before the door she turned left out of the line of woman and said, "Hang on, I'm going to grab a fire extinguisher just in case!" Then she headed for the back office, unknowingly bringing you with her.
Faye closed the door after the last office worker had existed, barred in with some chairs to keep them from getting back in once they realized there was no fire, or even a fire drill. Jen made it to the back office, but didn't immediately see the safe anywhere so she started looking around. She plopped into the manager's chair, before rummaging through the desk to try and find clues. When the weight off of her feet, you popped off of her foot and reformed. You screamed up at Jen, "HEY JEN!" a few times, before she noticed you. "Oh! Tim, there you are. We don't have much time, help me find the safe. I'll see if I can find a key or code written down or something." You were slightly annoyed she hadn't even wondered how you had appeared right beneath her foot so quickly, but didn't want to fail the test because you spent the time getting angry with Jen instead of doing your job.
You scrambled around the room, looking for where the safe could have been hidden, but you didn't see anything that looked big enough to house a safe. Faye had finished barring the doors and come in. "Jen, did you find the safe yet? I don't know how long everyone is going to believe my fake fire alarm thing." Jen was busy throwing open drawers and rifling through their contents as she said, "I don't know, Tim's sneaking around looking for the safe, I'm just trying to find a combination or something..." Faye hurriedly stomped over you to begin looking through cabinets, pulverizing you into the floor in her rush, but you managed to quickly reform and get back to your feet. You shouted up at her, but the fire alarm was still going off outside and prevented her from hearing your tiny voice.
You looked around and spotted a big painting on the back wall, at about chest height, and you noticed subtle scratch marks by the corners, as if the painting had been shifted to the side a lot. The safe must have been behind that! You shouted up at Jen and Faye again, but they couldn't hear you over the whining alarm. You'd have to get up to the painting yourself and get their attention from there. Luckily, there was an office plant in the corner next to the painting, so you started climbing the plant stalk up towards the wall. Then you crept along one of the leaves, before you took a running leap out and managed to grab onto the painting frame, which had lots of little decorative nubs and stuff to hang on to. You were proud of your feat, but now you needed to figure out how to get someone's attention. You began waving and shouting, until Faye turned around and finally noticed you. She frowned, before walking up to you.
"What are you doing, Tim?" she asked. You explained, "I'm pretty sure the safe's behind this painting, but I can't move it on my own." Faye shouted, "JEN! Come lift this painting for me, the safe's behind it!" Jen ran, and asked, "But what about the combination?" You couldn't help but notice that, at some point during the training exercise, Jen had taken the opportunity to undo her blazer, as well as unbutton several buttons on her tight office shirt, letting a large portion of her cleavage spill out. Jen's massive tits were straining at the confines of her tight uniform, and you wondered if perhaps she had purposefully done that to help her persuade people, or if she had just dislike the stuffy office clothes and decided to make them look more fashionable. Before you could dwell too long on the thought, Faye shouted, "We don't have time to find a combination, I'll just have to crack it. Now lift the painting out of the way for me!"
Jen, not realizing you were hanging on to the painting frame, swung it to the side, revealing a huge safe with an old fashioned knob lock on it. You lost your grip as the painting was turned sideways, and you fell past the metal safe. You braced for impact with the ground, but instead you were suddenly slammed into the cold steel surface by something soft. Jen had accidentally pressed some of her enormous tits against the safe as she held the large painting as far out of the way as possible. You were thankful that you didn't fall to the floor, but you also wished that Jen had caught you with her hands instead of by unknowingly pinning you to the wall with her breasts. Faye said, "Okay, I don't have a stethoscope or anything, and Jen your hearing is better than mine, so can you put your ear to the safe? You'll hear a bunch of little clicks and then a big click, tell me when you hear the big one because that means I need to turn the lock the other way." Jen nodded, before she leaned forward, completely squashing her gigantic boobs against the safe wall, oblivious to the fact that your tiny body was now buried under her mountain of breast. You could even feel some of Jen's nipple pushing through the shirt into your face, which made you wonder why she wasn't wearing a bra. Jen held her ear to the safe and said, "Ready!" Then Faye began to slowly turn the lock left, until Jen said, "Stop!" and Faye turned it the other way. The process repeated a few times, until you heard a large "clunk" and Jen leaned back, leaving you plastered over her left breast. The safe door swung open, revealing a little envelope, which Faye quickly snatched. "I got the envelope, we gotta go. Where's Tim?" Jen looked around, before Faye spotted you stuck against Jen's bosom. "Okay nevermind, he's stuck to your tits again, let's go!" Jen looked down and rolled her eyes as she jogged out of the back exit with Faye, "Haha, did I squish you a bit back there, Tim? Sorry, but at least you're getting a comfy escape ride!" You couldn't reply, since most of your face was stuck to her tight shirt, and her huge breasts were bouncing like crazy.
Faye and Jen made it out of the training office, and were immediately greeted by Miss Hawke. She had a stern expression on her face, and was holding a grading clipboard. How does she react to your training attempt?
Option A: She is proud of everyone's cooperation and original fire alarm plan (you get a break to see what kind of gadgets Kim has been playing with)
Option B: She is disappointed in the girls very unsubtle spy-work, but praises you (making the other girls jealous in future tests)
Option C: She notices you stuck to Jen's boob, and suggests that the girls practice hiding you on their bodies for future missions (uh oh!)
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