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Chapter 3 by wicker wicker

what happens next?

Bimbo up the boss

Greg picked up lunch and brought it back to the firm. After putting most of the lunch in the break room, he brought Ms. Reynolds hers to her office.

Without thanking him or even looking up, she said "Put it on my desk. Close the door on your way out."

Greg looked at the remote. He saw a pause button and on a lark, pressed it when it was pointed at Ms. Reynolds.

"You're welcome," he said hiding his sarcasm. He expected her to say something, but she did not. He looked at her. She was not moving. He walked over to her and waved his hand in her face, but she did not move. He took the pen she had in her hand, and she did not move. He stuck the pen in her nose, and she still did not move. "Fuck me," he muttered. He studied the remote. There was a button titled info. He pressed it. He felt a small electric shock in his head, and suddenly he knew everything the remote could do.

He stepped back and hit the Body Mod button and pointed it at Ms Reynolds chest. Her chest started to expand. As it did, the buttons popped off her blouse, and then her bra split. He stopped when he guessed her chest was 36F size. He walked behind her desk and slid her back. With the remote, he expanded her ass to Kim Kardashian proportions ripping her skirt and her panty hose. He then plumped up her lips to twice their size, changed her hair to platinum blonde, and made it longer and thicker. He slid her back i place and went to the door. Just before he closed the door, he unpaused Ms. Reynolds.

Right after he closed the door, he heard a squeal of shock come from the office. He smiled and went to see what other fun he could have with the all-women firm.

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