Dimensional Jane

"Could you hurry up, miss?" a balding man in his 50s asked the young redheaed woman behind the counter that was wrapping up his present. "My apologies, I am working as fast as possible." the young female said calmly, but slightly arrogant. The man sighed and grabbed her shoulder in frustration. "Never mind. Let me do it at home…" the man said while pulling at her shoulder. Without letting anybody see though, the redhead slipped a quick finger insight her shirt and flipped her boob out of its confinement before turning around. Flustered and blushing, she hung her head a bit in faked shame and she looked at the man as she said "O my, mister. Aren't you a bit naughty…".

She bit her lip as the man stumbled back and while getting a big, red head and looking back in frustration and disbelief the man, he got back to the entrance. When the man almost fell out the door, the redhead started to laugh softly as she put her tit back in her shirt. The other customer shook their head, but the redhead looked at them sharply and asked "Hey you want to pay for your groseries or not?", to which the customer begrudgingly walked towards the counter to pay for their groseries. "Jane!" the manager called. The redhead rolled with her eyes and walked away from the counter, leaving the new customer completely unattended. "Now, would you ever…" the customer said in disdain, looking around for moral backup.

Jane in the meanwhile walked into her manager's office, who closed the door behind her. Seemingly already having had to deal with this situation before, the middleaged man took a deep breath before opening his mouth. "Jane, it's against company rules to display naked bodyparts in public. Esspecially….well, you know…" the man said a bit uncomfortable. Jane didn't flinch and asked "Esspecially what? This?" and popped out her pink and perky tit out again. Jane had no problem using her body to dumbstruck and make a fool out of the other sex, or use it to get out of situations.

The surprised manager stuttered, but kept looking at the young breast for a bit too long, getting taken back to the moment by Jane huffing "Men, all the same. Liked what you saw?" and nodded at the still rising tent in in his pants. "W-what? I…I…I, uhm" the man turned red and started to look super uncomfortable. Then Jane got back on her feet and walked to the door. ""W-where do you think you are going?" the manager found his words back a bit, but to his renewed surprise, Jane looked outside, then softly closed the door before slowly let the key fall into the lock. Then she gave the now comepletely lost manager one look as she walked past him, slightly touching his tent, and positioned herself in front of his desk. Without a thought, she put her hands under her skirt, hooked her fingers under her slip and pulled it down to her ankles, before she bent over the desk and rested on her underarms.

The manager's hardon firmed up as he could see her pink lips glistening under two perfect round buns as he heard her say "What are you waiting for? Let's get on and be done with it.". The manager couldn't believe the situation he was in. Do all 18 years use their body nowadays to get out of situations? His mind was befuddled by the sight and the straining in his pants. He looked around and saw that nobody would be able to notice if he hanged it inside that pussy. He took a step towards the ready and willing 18 year old. He could already feel how his fat cock would be sucked inside that tight, young twat, how she would surely squeeze his meat in a way only a young slut like she could. He stepped up closet, so his dick inside his pants only inched her waiting cunt. She would probably even let him cum inside her and pull up her panties keeping his sperm inside of her as it would move up to her womb during the rest of the day. "Ahhhh.." Jane groaned as he slapped her, "Finally made up your mind, did you? Ok, just put it in th…, OUCH".

Another very hard slap hit her buttocks, followed by "You have a very foul mouth next to your indecent way of going through life. Now, I do not know if it is trough poor education or because of own judgement, which I will not be the jury of, but I want you to pull up your pants, leave your work uniform here if it leaves you at least slightly decent, then remove yourself from the building, and never come back. You are fired.". Then the manager turned around, unlocked the door and walked out the room towards the toilets to relieve himself.

A minute later, a uniform set flew out of the manager room and into the store, almost covering a customer. Then Jane, clad only in her bra and panties, stormed out of the shop, eyes of all the customers and her two now ex-colleagues following until she was outside and gone. Jane walked down the street, not caring about who looked at her, but more frustrated and confused about her old manager's reaction. "How would he not? They always take the chance." she mumbeled. With her fingers behind her panty, she continued "I am still tight. I still smell fine. He had a huge tent. All men jump at the opportunity when I present myself to them. How…?". That moment, she walked around a corner into an alley and she looked up surprised by a sudden and intense storm that pulled her towards a flashy pocket lightning storm hanging right in front of her. No time getting scared, she felt the asphalt scraping at her feed as she got dragged forwards, wind swirling around her. Slowly but surely, she gets pulled into the lightning, which burned her underwear. Just as fragments of her panties and bra fall towards the ground, a bright flash appears as Jane get sucked into the middle and the next moment of both the small storm and Jane were no trace to be be found.