“…and I happen to know where she hides her workout clothes in her office. I’ll bet she’d appreciate you joining her!” Rebecca grinned, giddy at the thought of watching Diane unawarely flattening you during their after work workout. “I’m sure after she finds out you’ve been with us for the whole workout… or maybe for a few of them if you’re lucky, she’ll forget about the whole you being late on your first day thing in no time!”
You tried to protest that she would obviously forget about being mad at you being late, because instead she’d be mad at you because she’d think you were a pervert! This could jeopardise your job!
Before you could, however, Rebecca’s fingers curled around you on her palm, and soon you found yourself helplessly flattened as her colossal digits formed a tight fist around you, ensuring that you could see none of your surroundings as she made her way through the M.A.R office, and more importantly that no one else could see you…
Making her way to Diane’s office, she discreetly letting herself inside when she was sure no one was looking.
Diane was professional to a fault, but in her focus and dedication to her work, Rebecca knew that the one thing Diane often forgot to do was lock her office door when she left in a rush.
Smiling to herself, Rebecca quickly crept across the room. It was an immaculately clean and beautifully decorated office, although with the lights off and the blinds shuttered, blocking out the light from the rest of the M.A.R office and from the outside, Rebecca couldn’t quite make out the light purple hues of the carpet, or the mahogany wood that made up Diane’s desk and shelves containing mementos of her long list of successful cases.
Making her way behind the desk, Rebecca pulled open one of the large drawers at the base of the large desk, revealing an old, battered gym bag that so heavily contrasted with everything that Rebecca knew about Diane that it’s state of disrepair still surprised her despite having already seen it several times already.
Clearly Diane didn’t place as much importance in exercise as she did in her legal work. Although she had confided in Rebecca during their first workout together that she was getting worried about her expanding waistline, having not really addressed her consumption of fast food due to her busy lifestyle in a print enough fashion to stop her packing on a few more pounds.
Rebecca used her thumb to smear your body onto the surface of the desk, winked at you and then used both hands to pull the gym bag from the drawer, resting it gently on the desk next to you. Unzipping it, she wrinkled her nose slightly at the faint odour emanating from inside the bag.
Placing her finger on her chin, Rebecca feigned mulling over a difficult decision.
“Hmmm, there are just so many great ways that you can enhance Diane’s workout. I don’t know which one to pick! What do you think, bug boy?” She looked at you with the same smug grin you remember her wearing when she “asked” you to prom with her foot hanging over you threateningly. “Would you rather that Diane realised you were there sooner, or later?”
Pausing for a few seconds as if waiting for you to answer, Rebecca’s grin only widened.
“Oh, you want me to make the decision? Excellent!” She glanced back down into the gym bag as she spoke. “Now… do we want you to be noticeable or not? I know you’ll be dying to help Diane out as much as possible, and you’re sooooo selfless that you probably wouldn’t want recognition for your help you’re providing her. But I don’t think that’s very fair, your efforts to help out your boss should be recognised, especially when we want to get her to realise exactly what you’re worth to the firm!”
After several more seconds of deliberating, Rebecca’s eyes lit up, clearly having reached a decision.
“I think that…”
1) “…we should keep you discreet, Diane should find out just how helpful you can be after you’ve joined us for at least a few sessions, but who knows, maybe you’ll end up supporting her for a loooong time!”
Rebecca pulls a pair of tan panties free, before stuffing them into the pocket of her suit jacket. Roughly grabbing you in her hand, Rebecca began pulling and stretching your body, intending to shape you into a replacement for the underwear that she just stole.
2) “…we should let her find you after one or two workouts. But who knows, maybe that’ll be long enough for her to decide she wants you to join us on all of our little workout sessions!”
Rebecca proceeds to stretch your body out and flatten you into a vaguely rectangular shape, stuffing you into Diane’s bag as her new sweat towel.
3) “…you deserve the recognition right away. I’ll put you somewhere that Diane will probably find you as soon as possible, maybe even while she’s changing!”
Grabbing a black sports bra from the bag, Rebecca proceeds to adhere your flattened form to the inside of one of its cups, ensuring that she leaves you in a recogniseable shape for Diane to find you.
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