He doesn't have a choice

Sam could try to run, but he wouldn't get far in the heels before Amber would catch him- though the punishment she promised might have been enticing...he figured he wouldn't risk it with how things have been going.

He quietly opened the passenger side door and got in.

"Good choice," Amber smiled.

Sam's feeling of dread grew as they got closer to the office. He tried pulling the skirt down further on his thighs, but it seemed incapable of covering any more of him- still, the attempt was the only thing he could do to partially alleviate the worry.

When Amber finally parked, Sam couldn't help but plead with her, "...please..." his voice trembling as he muttered the word.

"You're coming dangerously close..." she warned him.

She got out of the car, circled around to Sam's side, open the door and pulled him out. She then led him into the office the same way she led him to the car earlier.

Sam winced as they walked through the doorway. He hoped that when he opened his eyes that all of his fears were just in his imagination, but when he opened them he saw every employee staring at him in slackjawed bewilderment. Their eyes following him as Amber led him across the lobby.

"Everybody's staring at me..." he whispered to Amber, "i told you I shouldn't come in like this."

"Be quiet," she countered, "you look cute."

She led you to your office and threw him into the chair of his desk. His computer and work supplies, save for the phone, had been removed from his desk.

"Hey...where did my stuff go...?"

"You don't need it for your position," Amber said, "you're in a delegation role, now. As your secretary, I take care of all your day to day business- you just have to sit there and look pretty."

"I don't think that's how that works..."

"Fine..." Amber said, "if you feel like being gung-ho, why don't you bring me the Jasper Falls files from thr filing cabinet?"

Sam carefully walked over to the filing cabinet and scanned the labels for each drawer. J was the second drawer from the bottom. In his normal clothes, he would have simply bent down and searched; but the moment he tried even leaning forward he felt thr back of his skirt begin to ride up.

"Op!' He yelped, shooting a hand back to the hem of the skirt.

He looked back at Amber who was watching him with a delicious amusement.

He carefully lowered himself down to his knees before finally opening the drawer.

Confusion hit him. When he expected to see a plethora of files he instead was peering into what looked like an empty room.

"What...?" He stared curiously, until the pieces connected, "...is that...?"

His confusion quickly switched to terror as he realized that he was looking into his closet- and any time that door appears, things generally get worse.

He tried slamming the drawer shut, but the moment before he could begin pushing the drawer back in pantyhose shot out from the drawer, wrapped around his neck, and pulled his head in.

It was the oddest situation. His body outside of the drawer felt like it was facing downward, while his head felt like it was facing forward.

He tried pulling himself out of the drawer, but all that accomplished was getting choked and nothing else.

Inside of the drawer his face was assaulted by various cosmetics while a sexy black wig attached itself to his head. Fake nails attached themselves on the fingers along the edge of the drawer.

"No!" He groaned throughout the process, "get away from me! Leave me alone!"

Once finished, a pair of white dinner gloves pushed his head backwards where he fell backwards from the file cabinet.

Amber laughed, "only you could be so ditzy that you trip while on your knees.

"I'm not ditzy!" Sam yelled, "didn't you see what just happened?! Thats why I didn't want to come in to-"

He stopped because he felt the pressure returning. The warmth spreading through his body.

"No....NOOOO!" He yelled as the glow shined out from his body- at the same state it ended the last time before, again, getting brighter, more pink, and more energetic. The surge flowing through his body reaching a point where his body levitate off the ground.

He couldn't move his body as he was levitate higher and higher up to 4 feet from the ground, until the glow stopped and he was carelessly dropped. He cried out in pain as he crashed to the ground.

Amber behaved as if nothing had happened.