Back into the hotel

Kayla heaved the lid of the dumpster open again, gripped the edge and began to pull herself out. As she clambered up she heard several stitches popping and felt a worrying release of pressure in several areas of her uniform, and she wondered if she should have told the hotel her real size rather than go one down. The areas under the arms of her jacket turned white as the material split and revealed her blouse underneath, and the slit in the back of her skirt began to steadily open up higher.

Kayla pivoted over the edge of the dumpster before tipping and falling over to land on the concrete ground, in the process tearing all the buttons from her waistcoat.

"Oh, shoot." She hissed as she stood up and tried to tidy up her appearance. Brushing down her blonde hair, she went through the back door of the hotel into the night managers office. She needed to gather her thoughts, and think how to find this mouse.

The mouse, as it turned out, was sat in the middle of the desk, dunking a cookie in a coffee cup. He and Kayla noticed each other at the same time.

"You!" Kayla growled, lunging at the mouse. He jumped out of her hands and bounced off her nose, then dove across the desk and under the other side. Kayla followed, flinging herself over the desk and then down towards the floor, her skirt opening up more as the slit tore to mid-thigh. She reached the floor on that side of the desk as the mouse came running out again. Kayla scrambled to follow, the mouse then jumping nimbly over the top of a paper shredder and heading for a stack of ledgers.

Kayla followed as far as the shredder, then was jerked to a halt. She looked down to see her tie caught in the machine, which whirred into life and began to pull it in.

"Urk..." Kayla gasped as her tie pulled tighter. She looked up, wide-eyed towards the mouse, who had stopped to see what was happening. "Little help?"

The mouse considered for a moment, then took a fountain pen from a pot on a shelf, pointed it at Kayla, and squirted blue ink over her face.

In surprise, Kayla flinched backwards, the shredder releasing her with one final chomp. She sat down hard on her plump rear end, wiping the ink from her eyes. Her tie had been chewed up, leaving a ragged stump hanging from a tight knot at her neck. Kayla looked around the office, but the mouse had disappeared again.