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Chapter 4

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Jessica, 32yrs old

Jessica sighed as she sat at her desk finishing a report. It was almost 5, it had been a long day at the office. Her boss had been on her ass all day about reports, and her coworkers were being snide and ride to her like usual. The 5’5 burnet shook her head slightly, her shoulder legnth hair waving back and forth. She was an average looking woman, average weight for her height, nice round but not too fat ass, c breasts with just a hint of sag. Her face, tho not ugly, was very plain and unremarkable. As she sat, finishing up her work, her two male bosses, 2 male security guards, and the two female HR administrators came rushing up her her desk. “Jessica get up!” Her boss shouted as the muscular security guards grabbed her by her arms and dragged her to her feet. “We have some reports of office theft!” An hr rep said smugly. With no warning, her two male bosses started tearing her desk and purse and other belongings apart, looking for the stolen items. She was mortified beyond belief as her boss Todd, picked up a tube of secret deodorant, and a smaller tube of fds.”hot in here?” He asked meanly. The guards chuckled. Her other boss, steve grabbed her purse and emptied it out onto the ground. “No dont !!!” Jessica protested, as her belongings fell onto the floor. Her wallet, cell phone and some other things landed on the floor, followed by a few maxi pads, a pack of wet wipes and a spare pair of panties. The guards laughed heartily at that. “Emergency panties? My wife packs em!” They spent about 10 minutes going thru everything, making a huge mess of ber work area. “Allright missy, off with the fancy suit!” Todd said. “Wait what?! You cant!!!” Jessica yelled in panic. “We sure can young lady!” The hr administrator said sternly. “We can call the police to and have security help you out of your clothes! Now strip! The bra and panties too!” Jessica looked around hopelessly trying not to cry. With shaking hands she undid her shirt revealing a lacy pink bra. She next took her slacks down, revealing plain white granny panties. They all laughed at her. “I think little miss is on her period based on her underwear… and the smell…” the other hr lady said meanly. “Jessica started crying like a little girl. “Please!!! Dont make me take my panties off!!!” She begged pathetically.

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