A mind wipe

“Thank you very much for coming in Zeke. Eventually.” she added, the last word dripping with acid. This was the chat that Zeke knew that was coming. It was civil and polite, but he knew where it was going to end.

“As you know your timekeeping has been a long way short of acceptable, and the office policies are quite clear on this. You've been warned repeatedly”, she continued, leaning over him so much so that he could have thrust his face between her huge tits if he tried. He didn’t try that. What he did do was something he hadn't even realized he could do till he did it.

He watched words form in her thought bubble in amazement as she lectured him. “Stupid fuck”, “I’m enjoying this”, “I’ve got him now”, “This is hot”, “I wonder if he’ll beg for his job”. All these appeared in her thought bubble. Annoyed Ariel glanced at him and was almost on the point of asking him what the fuck he was looking at when he acted.

Zeke shot his hand up and grabbed the thought bubble from beside her head. It was like white card. Instinctively, he wiped his hand across it and all the words cleared away like dust. Suddenly, Ariel stopped talking. He had only half been listening to what she was saying anyway, but now she stood there silently, gazing ahead, unfocused. Zeke’s eyes widened and he backed away a little, not taking his eyes off his boss. She continued to stand there, motionless and without expression as he got to his feet. He waved his hand in front of her face. Still nothing.

“Shit…” whispered Zeke and looked from her to the little blank thought bubble. “No way!”. Glassy eyed and vacant, she started motionless into the distance. Zeke felt his cock start to bulge in his pants.