His Boss (Reserved for CurvyKittenH)

Like just about everyone, John had a boss. He may have been a top celebrity agent, but he works for an agency and that agency was headed by the biggest bitch he ever knew.

She acts like an A-lister even though the only movie she ever got a starring role in and never even saw a theater, it was a direct to home video release. Needless to say it was a flop, but she made enough money from a guaranteed contract to start up her own agency 10 years ago. A bull in a china shop who thinks she is God's gift to humanity, actually men, she has been single her entire life and has only dated sporadically.

And who is this supposed diva of divas? A heartbreaker in her mind as well as on the front pages of Business Weekly, Vanity Fair, and Sports Illustrated, but not the swimsuit edition...?

The red-headed seductress of sin, and claiming to have the biggest NATURAL tits in Hollywood...

Victoria Elaine Black.

John had to give it to her though, she was smoking hot. Skinny from head to toe, she had all the curves in all the right places. A bubble butt and tits the size of her head, she was definitely a walking wet dream, but nothing more. Working in an office of 15, she was the owner, the manager and head of human resources. That kind of meant there was no human resources but John thought that was okay. The commissions were very good, but only if the actress got a job. The portfolio wasn't bad and that's only because Victoria spent more time driving about in her Lambo and hobnobbing at sets and parties than spending time in the office. When she did come to the office it might have been for a couple of hours a week to check in on things and then run off to get drunk with the stars again.

So, the office atmosphere was great until she walked in the door.

Having to run in to grab some much-needed paperwork and other odds and ends, John was hoping to get out of there before she came in for her weekly manic mondays...

"What the fuck JOHN... It's like you're hardly ever here and when you are you're not doing a goddamn mother fucking thing! Did you get what's her name yet or are we going to lose her to a rival agency?" Victoria screams standing in front of her office door holding a latte. She's also wearing a big pair of sunglasses, probably to hide her hangover.

Rolling his eyes, he is productive and no, he hasn't signed what's her name yet... He can't sign her because he doesn't even know who the hell Victoria is talking about! Every week it is somebody different and it takes time to get top rated talent. Usually he spends his time assuring his boss that he signed who she wanted months after the demand has been made and 15 different names have been spewed out intermittently. "I'm working on it, I promise you Miss Black. Have I ever let you down before?"

"Hmmm... Let me think... I'm sure more than one of your ex-girlfriends can assure me of that!" She barks then laughs as the rest of the agents cower in their chairs, laughing uncomfortably.

Bent over his desk John looks the penultimate, curve heavy redhead up and down. Wearing her trademark outfit, it is the same every week. A charcoal gray business skirt that stops well short of the knee, an obscenely tight fitted button up blouse and a matching blazer that once buttoned can barely contain her ginormous tits. Feeling the weight of the notebook pull against the inside of his jacket pocket, John smirks to himself as he stands up straight. "You are probably right Miss black. Every ex-girlfriend always complains about the sexual ability of a man after they break up. So, I wouldn't be surprised if there are rumors going about town that I am pathetic in the bedroom.

"Damn straight... Not only do women want a big dick, something that you clearly don't have, but they also want a man to last more than 5 minutes." Victoria cackles before turning and shutting the door to her office.

It doesn't make sense really why she has a big wood door when the office itself is enclosed in glass. Against the back corner, it gives a perfect view of the floor where everyone else is made to sit out in the open. The only other room is a conference room on the opposite corner where agents can take their clients for paperwork or for privacy. Sitting down at his desk John rolls his eyes, as does everyone else, and gets to work. Gathering what he needs, he is about to stand up when the weight of the notebook tugs on his jacket again. Getting comfortable, he pulls it out and jots down the line and then looks in the office where Victoria is eating an egg McMuffin and drinking her coffee while looking at the computer.

(Victoria, you are suddenly very horny and need relief!)

Looking towards the office window, he watches as Victoria's face turns pink as she sits up a little straighter in her chair. Pulling back her blazer she sticks out her huge, pointed tits and starts rubbing one of them, her finger tips carressing her nipple. Still eating and reading emails, John notices her thighs start to rub together.

"Damn... I was expecting her to throw her hands under her skirt and show the office her snatch."

There is no panel blocking a view up her skirt after all...

(Touch your pussy.)

Looking up, he watches her continue to play with her tit as her other hand migrates from the mouse and down below. Reaching up her skirt, she unveils more of her nylon covered thighs as they open to reveal big and bulging box covered in more nylon and panty beneath.

"Pantyhose and not stockings..." John mutters as his boss strokes her incredibly fat looking kitty a couple of times before pulling her hand away.

(You REALLY want to feel up your breasts and pussy.)

Expecting quite a show, John is soon dismayed when she closes her legs and starts squeezing both of her huge tits outside her top. Looking around, no one is really paying attention. They have all seen Victoria rubber boobs more times than they can count. They are like her favorite plaything and she's always shoving them in everybody's face.

(Take off your jacket)

Looking up right after he is done writing it down, he watches Victoria lean forward as she feels off her blazer with a crooked smile on her face. Tossing it away flamboyantly, she leans back in her chair continues groping herself while rubbing her thighs tightly together. Getting frustrated he looks away and when he does he eyeballs his phone. Getting an idea, he grabs his pen and writes down another instruction.

(Call John into the office for a naughty performance review. Ignore whatever I'm doing as you try to seduce me with your hot body.)

Figuring this will do the trick, John looks up to see Victoria release one of her tits and reach for the phone. Picking it up she pushes the button to John's extension.

*Brrriiiinnng!*

"John speaking."

"Hell John, rawr... Would you... Uh. Mind coming into my office so we can discuss... Mmmm... Your contract... Oh my god... Extension?" Victoria purrs, her voice heavy and husky with building passion. "I am sure there is a pretty hefty and large bonus, make that two, coming your way..."

"I will be right in Miss Black."

"Call me Victoria sweetie..."

"Yes Miss... I mean Victoria."

Before he gets up, he jots down another note.

(I want you so bad. I'm so in love with your hot body. You want to show me everything because you know I will love it.)

Getting up from his desk he walks over to the office door lets himself right in. Sitting down in the chair opposite, he sees the smiling so Dr staring at him, teasing the top button of her blouse.

"Would you mind.. closing the blinds?" Victoria asks while subtly pushing out her ginormous rack.

"Of course... May I ask why?"

"Because I said so... I am your boss and your compliance will directly affect how big your bonus is." Victoria coos as she grabs each of her boobs and jiggles them.

Grinning, he stands up and does as he his told. Once all of the blinds are closed, the only light illuminating the room is the one above. "Is this what you wanted?" John asks turning around.

"Oh, this is more than just what I want. It's what you've been wanting to. For years I've been trying to find the perfect man and little did I know he's been working for me this entire time. I am everything you have ever desired John... I am your perfect woman..." Victoria groans as she stands up and starts to slowly lift her skirt until her bulging crotch is showing. "Take a seat."

Returning to his chair, John sits down and watches as his boss walks out from around her desk and up to him with her surprisingly big pussy still revealed.

"Don't let looks fool you. It may be big on the outside, but I'm really, really tight on the inside." Grinning like a Cheshire cat, Victoria walks to the chair and then lifts her leg and wedges her heel into the opposite arm rest. "I know how badly you want to smell it... Taste it... See it." Victoria moans then starts pumping her hips back and forth.

With that big and puffy gash going in and out right in front of his face, John gets his first real good look at Victoria's pussy. Covered by a wisp of lace and dark brown nylons, it certainly is quite the bulge if something wasn't off with it. Firstly, it stank horrid. A mixture of sweat, urine, cum and too much perfume, it's as if she is aware how badly her snatched smells and tries to cover it up. Second off something just looks weird about the whole thing. Sticking out from either side of the little lace panties that must be a thong is something that doesn't seem to quite fit and there's an obvious line curving along the top of each of her legs...

"I know you love it... You always have. " Victoria purrs as she reaches down and starts rubbing it for him. "Don't you just want to stuff it?"

Stuff it...

"Surely you mean 'fuck it', right?" John replies a little perplexed his boss's choice of words indicating sex.

"No... You heard me just right. You want to stuff it like a thanksgiving turkey... Just like you want to stuff your dick between these!" Victoria gloats then quickly withdraws her leg from the chair and turns around. Inching her skirt up, it rises higher and higher until the bottom swell of her gloriously round ass start to peek out underneath. The more the fabric rises, the more John is face to face with something off colored and definitely not made of flesh.

Revealing her pantyhose covered ass, split by more frills, Victoria starts shaking her ass up and down. "You know you love it when I jerk you off with this..."

After a moment, John recognizes what it is. It is two pieces of foam cut and shaped to look like butt cheeks! Victoria wears a fake butt AND a... Fake pussy?

WHOA!!!! HOLD THE GOD DAMN PHONE!

"You know you want to bang it." Victoria it says with a big old smile then turns around and opens her skirt. Letting it fall to the floor, she poses with her hands on her hips as she thrusts them to one side. "I know you love my hot body, you love how I stuff it to make it so curvy and hot. So if you want, let me go to the bathroom real quick and when I come out they won't fall off."

"Ummm... Okay. Baby." John says taken aback by how much has been revealed in the short amount of time. Even threw in the word "baby" out of instinct. Watching her walk into her private bathroom, the door closes and John is left alone. After a few minutes he hears a lot of grunting and groaning coming from behind the door.

"Ugggg.... Ungh.... Come on you piece of shit, come out! UUUUNNNNNGGGGGGGGGHHHHH!"

*Plop, SPLASH!*

"Holy fuck that was big! Now it's sexy time!" Victoria says almost clear as day through the door.

Thinking on his feet, John quickly pipes up. "Don't bother sticking anything on, I want to see you all natural. You know, like you love to say, you're the most beautiful natural woman in Hollywood."

"Hehehehehehe! That is so true! But are you sure? I thought you loved having something to play with when we messed around?"Victoria asks still in the bathroom. "By the way, when we are done I'm going to need you to unclog the toilet."

If that's not a great way to kick off an office screwing, what is?

Curling his nose and scrunching up in the chair, John realizes he really had no idea about anything about his boss. He just figured that she was just another stuck-up hot chick that was too good for anyone else. Turns out she is a wannabe who is single out of necessity! Not wanting to ask what exactly she was going to stick on, John decides to wait and find out. He is hedging his bet that her tits are just as fake as her ass and vagina...

Finally coming out of the bathroom, Victoria is down to just her underwear, blouse and heels. Without the pantyhose it is obvious that her development below the waist is completely fake as the completely foam padding is worn like underwear, jut not covered up with fabric. Walking out with her foam goodies on display, Victoria is positively humming. "Do you want me to take these off, or this first?" She says pulling on the stretchy waistband of the helmet looking foam butt and pussy juicer and then teasing at the buttons of her blouse.

"Let's save the best for last. I want to see that beautiful pussy and hot ass that everybody wants to stuff." John says, playing along and actually having a little bit of fun with the entire affair.

"I was hoping you would say that..."Victoria purrs as she grabs the waistband and pushes them down. Once they get past her non-existent hips, the foam underwear hits the ground with a thud. Picking her heels up out of them, she kicks them away and reveals her vagina.

Small and featureless, the only reason he knows that it belongs to a woman is because of the graying patch of unruly pubic hair sitting right above it. Brown with wisps of grey peppering the patch, it only confirms that Victoria is a bottle redhead. What was the giveaway before? The fact that her hair is pretty red and her eyebrows are almost black. "The perfect pussy for the perfect penis. I can't wait for you to stuff your dick in me."

"I thought you said it was too small earlier."John retorts, reminding his brainwashed boss what she said earlier.

"Well of course it is. That's why I want it. However, no one needs to know that we're having sex. It can be our little secret. Besides, anything bigger and it wouldn't fit me anyway. I have a hard enough time putting a second finger inside of me as it is."

"She can't even fit two fingers inside of herself and she expects me to fuck her?" John thinks to himself in astonishment.

"Now take off your pants and let me see it. I can't wait to play with it in my mouth first. I hope it's soft. I want to make it nice and hard, but there's nothing better than sucking on a limp noodle to start." Victoria says, eyeballing John's crotch.

Not wanting to disappoint, John drops his pants and reveals that he is, just like she wants, not even remotely turned on. If this was his first month, he would have been ready to bone her right from the start, but after working for her and being around her for 5 years, there isn't enough tits and ass in the world to make him want to go down on her! However, now things are just a little bit different. He is in control and she has no idea.

"Yummy..."

"Before you do that, I want to see those hot tits." John says.

"You better not get a stiffy." Victoria says sternly, with a small smile on her face.

"I'll try not too." John replies, silently wondering if he will win his own bet.

Starting at the bottom, Victoria slowly works the buttons upwards. As the shirt tenderly opens, something is showing that isn't usually there when a woman takes off her shirt. Instead of seeing the flesh of her stomach and her belly button, he is instead staring at something stiff and black. As the buttons continue to pop-a-part, he realizes that Victoria is wearing a bustier corset!

"Here come the hindenburg's..." Victoria moans as she pops open the last remaining buttons and a small squirt of something milky escapes from her little vagina.

Hindenburg's is right! Cupped in the corset is two of the largest pair of pointy and firm tits he has ever seen! There's only one problem...

They're completely and utterly fake! Not even implants, the former video star is stuffing her tops with two, enormous silicone falsies! Sticking 3/4 of the way out, there is no attempt at concealment as the massive breast forms completely cover her chest and create a sea of false hopes and dreams. Instead of creamy white cleavage, John is staring at a long line of bubbling plastic!

"Damn... Those are the biggest pair of fake tits I have ever seen!" John nearly yells completely astounded.

"And don't you go telling anyone about any of this." Victoria says very seriously as she reaches around behind her back and starts unzipping the corset.

"Scouts honor." John replies even though he never donned the vest. "I'm sure you more than I can..."

*Plop, plop!*

Stopping mid sentence, John's jaw hit floor. Instead of breasts... All he sees is a desert with two little pink diamonds sticking out while below that is a soft and slightly saggy belly! Explains the corset, Victoria's been partaking in a few too many hors d'oeuvre's! The boss' gut is bigger than her tits!

"I only feel comfortable around you because you love me." Victoria moans, pinching and twisting her nipples. "Oooh yeah... Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh... I'm getting so hot and wet, mmmmmmmm..."

Staring at the one time voluptuous vixen tug and twist her non existent tits with that surprising belly hanging out, John is shocked again when his boss starts peeing a little down her legs.

"I'm so hot and horny baby... I can't wait for you to stuff my mouth with that little softy..." Victoria groans then drops to her knees. Opening her mouth she grabs John's dick and goes to town.

Trying to act like a porn star, it is probably the WORST blow job he has ever gotten! Bobbing her head ridiculously while rubbing his limp noodle all over her mouth and face, Victoria tries jerking him off to get him hard. Of course that sucks too.

"Come on baby. Get hard already... I REALLY wanna lose my virginity tonight... I have been waiting years!" Victoria whines between licks, kisses and an unbearable amount of wiggling it all around.

Watching the train wreck before him, John is unsure what to do.