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Chapter 6 by Blackskull Blackskull

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The laundry room

Kayla stumbled out of the office in her increasingly ragged uniform, and into the laundry room, where trolleys full of towels and bedsheets stood surrounded by washing machines and tumble dryers.

"Where..." she choked, before loosening her abused tie, then said more clearly, "Where are you?" She looked around, until she spotted the mouse on top of a stack of towels, rocking with laughter. "Oh, you think this is funny, do you?" The mouse nodded vigorously, confirming that he did. "Come here!" Kayla lunged at the mouse, who jumped up and ran away across a stack of hand towels, the movement of his feet sending them flying up in the air and slapping Kayla in the face.

Kayla swatted the towels away and stomped in the direction of the mouse, who ducked between a row of tall trolleys and the wall. Kayla tugged at the trolleys, finding they only moved a few inches, so squeezed in behind them to follow. She sucked her breath in hard as she pulled herself along, feeling her bottom and her breasts pushed against the trolley and the wall.

A few seconds later she emerged the other side, but with a quick ripping her jacket was torn off on the trolley. Kayla considered for a moment, then left the torn garment behind. She looked around and spotted the mouse sitting on the door of a washing machine. But just as she spotted him, the mouse tugged the door open, releasing a wave of soap suds which washed over Kayla, covering her in frothy bubbles.

"You... you... ugh!" Kayla exclaimed, reaching for the mouse. Her feet skidded on the newly-soapy floor and she slipped, falling headfirst into the open door of a dryer, jamming her up to her shoulders.

"Get me out of here!" Kayla's muffled voice came from inside the machine as she struggled, her feet not finding any purchase. Her skirt tore the rest of the way up to the waistband and hung like a flag from her hips, no longer hiding her white panties adorned with red hearts.

The mouse hopped onto the floor, pointing and laughing at the wobbling twins orbs of Kayla's backside as she struggled in her confinement. Then he grabbed a clothes pegs from a basket and used it to give a sharp pinch to Kayla's buttock.

The mouse continued laughing as it strolled out of the room.

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