As you round a corner, you crash into someone! While they didn't fall to the floor, the stack of papers they were holding did. "Whoa! I'm so sorry!"
"Ah, it's okay, but you should watch where you're going..." It was a young woman, maybe a year younger than you with a cute face, blue eyes behind smart glasses, brown hair tied back in a professional bun, a lavender cardigan and white blouse and finally a pair of light brown slacks to compliment her figure. "I'm Amanda, and you are?"
You apologize to her and tell her your name, getting onto your hands and knees to pick up her papers for her. It was the least you could do.
"So... [Anon], you're new around here, right?" She asked, her eyes had locked on your thick waistband peeking out of your pants, name written on it with a marker.
"Yeah, I was so nervous I wasn't paying... uh Amanda...?" You froze, feeling fingers graze your lower back and your briefs tighten. "What're you do-EEEEEEEEEEK!" You squeal loudly, tighties popping and expanding as they were hauled straight into the air! The force burned your crack and forced your legs off the ground.
"I'm not surprised really, running through the halls was the dead giveaway, but these super stretchy boy panties you have on? And your big butt?" She gave a round of harsh, butt burning pulls that stretched the cotton closer and closer to her! "Honestly almost made me think you're used to working here. All you nerdy boys love wearing them."
"Wh-what do you mean by that?!" You squeaked, red in the face. How was she dominating you so easily?! "I'm not a nerd!"
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