You'd sigh, yet another day of your meaningless job. Day after day, incompetent people call your company for support, and you have to answer them politely no matter how retarded they are, and your weird migrain isn't helping either.
Finally though, you were on your usual 15 minute break as you'd lean back in your chair and stretch, turning your headset off as you'd mindlessly check your daily E-mail. Although quickly growing aggrivated due to the slow connection speed as you'd give a light smack against the side of your computer, you'd hear a familiar voice outside your cubicle.
"What's wrong, dude?" Your co-worker Bianca would ask as she skipped inside, wearing the official work attire which consisted of a buttoned shirt and a flimsy microskirt as she'd lean down to your level. "Computer issues, eh?"
"Yeah", you'd angrily respond. "Why can't this company get their connection reliability in order?" Bianca would gently push you slightly away from your desk as she'd grab the mouse, clicking into everything as to check what the issue was. "I have no idea, my connection works just fine, I think it's just you." She'd sigh as she'd continue to click around, wiggling her ginormous behind annoyingly. "Well I guess you cou---" She'd stop mid sentance as she felt a sneeze comming up, quickly turning away as she'd let it out with such force, she didn't even realize her massive behind poked against you, her one cheek being slightly bigger than your entire head. The force would cause her skirt to fly upwards, displaying her bottom in all it's glory as her cheeks would spread ever so slightly, revealing that she wasn't wearing any underwear, only for her butthole to open up slightly and let a dark, airy fart explode from it, spraying your face with her wretched stench..
"Whoopsie~" She'd goofily giggle. "Well, I really wish I could help, but I gotta run to the bathroom. Bad taco leftovers, y'know?" She'd stand up straight and reach a hand behind her, firmly clasping her cheeks together as to prevent any accidents. "I've had the backdoor squirts all day, and my farting. Oh gee the farting" She'd let out a mild laugh, but you just raised an eyebrow and scrunched your face as you stared at her.
"You could always use my computer, I'm gonna be occupied for a while." She'd let out a much weaker giggle. You'd shrug as she quickly darted out from your cubicle and ran towards the only toilet on the floor, as you'd walk towards Bianca's cubicle.
You Shall Not Pass.
Making your way towards the cubicle, you'd soon find someone in your path, and it wasn't a pleasant person, although you'd find your migrain to grow more intense.
Dirty, Dirty Throne.
You'd successfully make your way towards Bianca's cubicle and approach her seat, noticing a rather strong stench of stale farts, as well as some brown-tinted splotches ontop of it.
Elevator Trouble
You figured you should take a little smoke break as you made it towards the elevator, realizing you werent the only one as you were soon accompanied by 5 very curvacious co-workers, all trying their hardest to fit inside. Not even sure if they noticed you or not.
IT Nerd, to the Rescue.
On your way to Bianca's cubicle, another co-worker would call out for you, apparently she was having some issues of her own.
Sadistic Boss Trouble.
Your boss, Jasmine, wanted to see you. Which is basically one of your biggest fears as she has a history of humiliating and torturing you, mostly using her co-workers titanic behinds in doing so. (But who knows what she'll do when you've shrunk)
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