pandozagts - Office Romance (with 4k alt angles)
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“My god Helen, you’ve swollen up! It’s like you’ve got a couple of cantaloupes down your blouse!”
Helen Blushed. Trevor was an ass but she was drawn to his confidence. And this, this all felt genuinely unreal.
“Mr Fletcher!” she hesitated, looking at the ground past the buttons straining to contain her heaving chest. “Trevor… they have ballooned, but I think that’s the least of our worries.” Helen’s foot turned a strip mall to dust, flattening it as she stepped backwards.
“You might be right Helen, but why would that be a worry now? Just think, no more skulking around, hiding from our colleagues, or Glenda in HR…”
A button popped off Helen’s blouse, shooting several blocks before smashing through the twentieth floor of a hotel. She gasped, and a vision of Trevor’s cock flashed before her eyes. She wondered how big it was now? How many stories tall? How many buses it could crush. She pictured her boyfriend straddling it, as she started licking it, taking it between her lips. He’d just disappear… With a flourish Helen ripped her blouse open, her pale skin flashing in the bright sunlight.
Trevor’s eyes were wide. They were immense. You could fit a Malibu mansion into one of these many times over. He took a step towards her and a Wells Fargo disappeared beneath his Derbys. It crunched like a rice cake. His wife couldn’t say anything to them now.
“Debbie, if you can hear me, I want a divorce. Helen is more of a woman that you’ll ever be.” He reached forwards and pulled Helen’s bra down, exposing the immensity of her breasts, nipples poking proudly in the high altitude air. He buried his face in her cleavage and began kissing. Helen took her hands down to Trevor’s pants and began to stroke. It was big, so much bigger than she remembered… She pulled down his zipper and reached inside.
“My god Helen, you’ve swollen up! It’s like you’ve got a couple of cantaloupes down your blouse!”
Helen Blushed. Trevor was an ass but she was drawn to his confidence. And this, this all felt genuinely unreal.
“Mr Fletcher!” she hesitated, looking at the ground past the buttons straining to contain her heaving chest. “Trevor… they have ballooned, but I think that’s the least of our worries.” Helen’s foot turned a strip mall to dust, flattening it as she stepped backwards.
“You might be right Helen, but why would that be a worry now? Just think, no more skulking around, hiding from our colleagues, or Glenda in HR…”
A button popped off Helen’s blouse, shooting several blocks before smashing through the twentieth floor of a hotel. She gasped, and a vision of Trevor’s cock flashed before her eyes. She wondered how big it was now? How many stories tall? How many buses it could crush. She pictured her boyfriend straddling it, as she started licking it, taking it between her lips. He’d just disappear… With a flourish Helen ripped her blouse open, her pale skin flashing in the bright sunlight.
Trevor’s eyes were wide. They were immense. You could fit a Malibu mansion into one of these many times over. He took a step towards her and a Wells Fargo disappeared beneath his Derbys. It crunched like a rice cake. His wife couldn’t say anything to them now.
“Debbie, if you can hear me, I want a divorce. Helen is more of a woman that you’ll ever be.” He reached forwards and pulled Helen’s bra down, exposing the immensity of her breasts, nipples poking proudly in the high altitude air. He buried his face in her cleavage and began kissing. Helen took her hands down to Trevor’s pants and began to stroke. It was big, so much bigger than she remembered… She pulled down his zipper and reached inside.
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