Chapter 6 by splotch

what next?

Arrives at work

Felicia tried to ignore the warm, excited feeling spreading from her crotch. It should pass, just a fluke. She didn't enjoy being pantsed or embarrassed. That would be crazy! So she walked the rest of the way to work, feeling very on edge.

She arrived at the gift shop. Her manager Jennifer was there.

"Felicia!" She snapped. "You're late."

"Sorry, but this guy..." Felicia started but was cut off.

"Don't bother with the excuses." Jennifer shook her head. "Just stock those boxes."

Felicia approached a stack of boxes. Pulling the top one open she began shelving everything. This wasn't the task she wanted. She'd been hoping to hide behind the counter, with her extremely tight tights and no underwear on. Worse, she had to constantly bend over or reach high up to put things in their place, which presented her backside as a tempting target...