The Secretary

For a moment it feels like you are weightless and then you blink, instead of your dark bedroom and computer you are seated at a desk looking down at a typewriter in an office. Looking around you see it is clearly in the evening as people out across the office are packing up and leaving. The office itself is a throwback with typewriters, cigarets, and a strange look to it. Looking around you see a calendar with the year 1968 on it. Shifting in your seat you suddenly feel something different as well and looking down at your self you gasp loudly before quickly looking around to see if anyone heard.

Your body is different, a lot different, you are a woman. More precisely you realize based on your desk and tight form fitting business attire you are someone's secretary. Looking around you see a purse under your desk and somehow you know where to reach to pull out a small makeup mirror. The face that looks back at you is smooth and sleek with perfect makeup and hair in a tight bun with large wide eyes behind a set of glasses. Peals lace their way across your neck as you lower the mirror. You look around before careful and covertly sliding a hand onto your massive chest. Your tits are massive and as you squeeze them enjoying the soft dreamy sensation you shift your legs realizing you are just as desperately horny as earlier. Instead of a throbbing cock though as you shift your legs again you feel something wet between them and your entire body feels hot. Your mind runs wild again but instead of thinking of hot girls all you can think about are cocks and getting fucked.

Before you can think too hard you hear a sharp buzz and look down at the speaker on the desk and hear a deep voice say "Mia please come into my office"