"He's...he's trying to feminize me"

"Hmmph, really?" Collins responds as the secretary rubs her face in his balls. "He hasn't done that in 10 years...I wonder if he remembers what he's doing. Regardless, if you're being feminized, where is your dress?"

"It apparently hasn't arrived yet," you respond meekly, your voice cracking.

"Hmmph," Collins says, shaking his head. "And Strickland didn't have a spare? Shame on him."

Suddenly, he looks down at the secretary sucking his massive cock. "Oh, you can stop that now, Darlene. I appreciate the desire to please, but there are bigger things at hand."

The woman, with one last, big long suck, stands up, clearly not wanting to. She begins buttoning up her very tight blouse and straightening her skirt. "Hi, I'm Darlene," she smiles through precum-stained lips, sticking out a hand to be shaken.

"I'm John...or I guess JoAnne," you say, shaking the secretary's sticky hand as delicately as possible.

"Darlene, would you mind showing our new friend to the room of....Mr. O'Connor, was it? And then maybe get him more appropriate attire," requests Mr. Collins.

"Sir yes sir!" Darlene giggles. Quickly wiping her face then reapplying her lipstick, the slightly chubby secretary grabs your hand and pulls you out of your room. You try and get a word in, but the giggling brunette doesn't say anything, until you arrive at a door. "Just leave it outside and knock! I wanna dress you up all pretty!"

You do as she suggested, before immediately being lurched in another direction. Despite being in heels, the bimbo is incredibly fast and strong, meaning you need to rush to keep her from pulling you over. "So, JoAnne," she says as she turns around yet another corner. God, this place is a maze. "How do you wanna dress? A sexy secretary like me? Oooh, I know Mr. Strickland is a fan of latex! Hmm, or I heard he's into schoolgirls too...so what sounds good?"