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Revenge!
🕑 Added 2023-08-23 21:52:08 +0000 UTCRevenge!
“What!”
Pam smirked. “You heard me. You are being let go, Heather.” She leaned forward, putting her hand on the desk. “I heard what you were doing with Mark after all. Such a naughty, naughty girl. You think we would let you work here?” A smirk slowly formed on her tan face. “You know dating people in the office is against the rules.”
Heather pulled at her dark curls. “I don’t know what you are talking about. I haven’t dated in months. Not after I was dumped.” She took deep breaths. “This is insane. I need this job.”
Pam shrugged. “What can I say. Life is hard.” She pushed herself off the desk. “You should really learn how to pull yourself up and deal with it. You do look a bit pathetic there, after all.” Pam waved her hand. “Now get out of my office. You have an hour to clean out your desk and leave the building, or you will be considered a trespasser.”
Heather snorted, narrowing her blue eyes. “You jerk.” She twisted around and rushed out of the office. “They can’t do this to me. I have been working my ass off for this company for years. And then they just turn around and fire me?” She flung the door open to her office. “This is insane. It is. . .”
Heather took a deep breath. “Ok. No need to get worked up.” She grabbed a box from under a table. “These jerks are not worth it. I will head home and start looking for a new job with. . .” She raised her voice. “With better people.” Heather sighed. “In the morning. Still, this is so fucked up.” She slammed her hand down, knocking over the portrait of her dog.
Once she was finished gathering her things, Heather exited her office. She then made the long trek toward the elevator. “The sooner I am out of here, the better.” As she passed her now ex-bosses office, she heard what sounded like giggling. The door was open just very slightly, and Heather was curious, so she put her ear against the door.
“Well, now no one is going to go looking into our little office romance, Mark. I found a scapegoat to get rid of. Soon the whole office will know her as the slut of floor twenty-five, so no one will be looking at us.”
Mark laughed. “Good. I never liked her anyways.”
Heather’s eyes widened. “Those assholes. They only fired me so they could get away with their little game. I. . . I . .” She shivered in rage. “I will get them back for this. They will see. They want to call me a slut; well, we will see about that.” Heather took a deep breath and calmly walked the rest of the way toward the elevator.
***
Two weeks later, Pam arrived early for work. Once on the twenty-fifth floor, she crept about, checking for any signs of life. “Mark? Mark, are you there?” She scratched her side. “Mark! This isn’t funny. Hello!”
When no answer came, she eventually sighed. “Where is he? He knows that we are supposed to get in early for some special us time.” She slammed her foot on the ground.
“Shesh. You can’t trust men sometimes.” As she rounded a corner, her eyes fell upon a blue box with a note attached to it. “Huh? What is this?” She walked up and ran her fingers across the red ribbon before pulling the note free. “It’s from Mark.”
Pam held the note to her face. “Dear Pam. I won’t be into work today. I have to go and take care of my little brother. He got into an accident. But I did want to get you this.” Pam unwrapped the box and looked inside. “These are some cookies I had a baker cook up a few days ago. I had wanted to give them to you in person, but. . . well, things got in the way. I hope you enjoy them.”
Pam smiled. “Aww.” She picked up one of the cookies. “Carmel. How did he know? I never even told him. Such a sweet man.” She sniffed the cookie in her hand, shivering in delight. “This smells sooo good. I will have to call him after this.” She licked her lips. “I hope it tastes half as good as it smells.”
Not waiting any longer, Pam dug in. Immediately, her taste buds were bombarded with heavenly delights. She sat back in a nearby chair, moaning from the mouthwatering treat she was enjoying. “Ohhh fuck. This is so good. Why it makes me feel so good. So light.
I feel like I could just do anything.”
By the time she had finished her wonderful treat, fifteen minutes had passed. She sat up, realizing her other co-workers would be here soon. “Crap.” She looked at the box. “I need to hide this. They can’t know about me and Mark.” She rushed into her office and stashed it under her desk. “There. That will do.” She smirked. “Now, to just go through the rest of the day.”
As she turned around, she felt a strange sensation building up inside of her. “Ughh.”
Pam rubbed her chest. “When I said I felt light earlier, this isn’t what I meant. Shesh.”
She blinked her eyes, waving her hands about. “It is as if I can’t even feel my hands right now.” Pam took a deep breath. “And I feel a strange tightening sensation as well.” She shook her head. “I think the stress of trying to keep my thing with Mark is getting to me. I just need to focus and greet my co-workers.”
She pushed the door open and forced a smile on her face. “Hi, Pam.” Doug extended out his right hand as he sipped coffee with his left. “Always nice to see you in the morning.” His green eyes scanned back and forth. “I don’t see Mark. I usually see him around, too.”
“Oh?” Pam giggled. “Well, he had something to do and won’t be in today. Thank you for getting the coffee machine going, though.”
He smiled. “I always do.” Doug looked at her chest. “Did you get a new blouse or something?”
“No. This is the outfit I always wear to work.”
“Hmmm. Strange. I guess. . .”
Pam arched an eyebrow. “Why are you looking at my chest like that?”
He blinked his eyes. “Oh? Nothing.” His dark cheeks turned bright red.
“Nothing. Nothing at all.” He turned around. “I will be at my desk.”
She crossed her arms. “That was strange. I never thought Doug would want to stare like that. Ugh.” She moved her arms down. “Is it just me, or is my blouse getting tight. I feel light, and it is chafing right around my breasts.” She scratched at her head as she walked towards the break room to get coffee. “Also, is it me, or did my boobs feel slightly bigger? No, of course not. I must be imagining things. This light feeling is just going to my head.” Pam pulled at her pants as she felt them tighten. “That has to be it. Oh, please let it be it.”
As she entered the break room, all eyes fell on her. Pam took a deep breath as she stood in the doorway, feeling her co-workers’ eyes staring at her. “What are they all looking at. Do they think there is something wrong with me?” She adjusted her slacks. “Fuck everything is becoming so fucking tight. I just need to get my coffee.” She walked across the room. “And ignore all of these weirdos. If they keep acting this way, I will just reduce their pay. Yes, that is what I will do. I will teach them to leer at me.”
As Pam poured herself a cup of coffee, Hilliary called out, “Hey, Pam. Nice ass.”
“Ya. Looking really good today, Pam.” Eathen laughed.
Pam rolled her eyes as she pulled her cup away and turned around. “It is the same fucking ass you all have seen before. I don’t know what has gotten into you all, but. . .” She raised her mug to her lips before suddenly hitting it on her boobs. “Ahhhh!” The cup fell to the ground, hot coffee spilling all over the place. “My boobs aren’t this big! What the hell happened!” She pressed her hands against her breasts. “It’s as if I went up two, no three cup sizes.” Pam squeezed her breasts. “Why do they feel so light, though? How can they feel so tight and light?”
Pam suddenly realized the entire break room was staring at her. “Umm. . .”
Her cheeks turned bright red. “I mean. I got you!” She pointed at everyone. “Surprise.”
They all looked at each other. “Of course, I know my breasts are bigger.” She laughed.
“I was just trying to play up the surprise. Ahahahh.”
Hilliary blinked her amber eyes. “Kind of a strange surprise if you ask me.”
Eathen tapped his fingers on the table. “Umm ya. Well. . .” He stood up.
“I have work to do. I will see you later.” He hurried away.
Hillary sighed. “We don’t officially start for another fifteen minutes. Where exactly is he going?”
Pam gulped. “By the look on his face, I have one guess. Oh god.”
Hillary looked back at Pam. “So where is Mark? He is usually here by now.”
Pam walked over and sat down, her butt squishing against the sides of the chair. “Ugnhhh. They don’t make these things like they used to, do they?” She squirmed, forcing herself into the seat. “Fuck.” She sighed. “Anyways, he had a family issue, so he won’t be around today.”
“Ahhh.” Hillary stood up. “Also, I think you overdid it with the implants. I mean. . .” She sighed. “I mean, for god’s sake, Pam. You can barely sit in that chair.” She pointed at her ass. “Parts of your butt are pouring out the sides of the chair. Have some self-control.” She picked up her cup and walked out of the room.
Pam sneered. “Self-control?” Pam slammed her hand onto the table. “Do you think I am trying to make my body inflate like this you. . .” Her eyes widened as she realized she couldn’t get out of the chair; her butt was now too big. “Holy crap.” As she looked down, she felt her feet rise off the ground. “Come on, let me out of here. Huh?” She looked down and realized she was slowly rising off the ground, ass first.
Pam grabbed onto the table as she realized she was slowly floating into the air. “Hey.” She moaned as the chair tightened around her butt. “Ughhh. God damnit. I think I really am swelling up. Fuck. I need to get out of this.”
Putting her hands on the arms of the chair, Pam began to wriggle with all her might. Slowly her ass squeezed its way free of the chair’s vice-like grip. “Ughhh. Come on.” She moaned as her butt slid across the hardwood. “Come on. Come onnnnnn.”
Suddenly, she popped out and shot across the room, landing upside down against the door. “Ughh. Fuck.” She slumped down onto her back, her butt aching like a big squishy cushion. “I am going to have to replace all of the furniture in the office now.”
Pam twisted around onto her knees and then jumped onto her feet. She gasped as she noticed her boobs had swollen even more during the time she had been stuck in the chair. “This isn’t happening.” She pressed her arms against her breasts, trying to cover them. “This isn’t happening.”
Pam looked at the door. “Ok. I just need to get to my office, and then everything will be fine. No one will see this absurdity for the rest of the day.” She slowly reached her hand out for the door. “I can do it.”
She thrust the door open and started the long trek to her office. With every step she took, she felt herself lift off from the ground more and more, her boobs and ass acting like mini balloons. “I just need to reach my office without anyone noticing.” Pam smiled and waved at her co-workers. “Damint, they are all staring at me. It isn’t my fault I am wearing melons on my chest. Stop looking at me, you pervs. Don’t you have anything better to do?” Her cheeks turned bright red. “Why did I have to get the office so far from the break room.”
Shrripppp. Her eyes went wide. “What was that?” She looked down at her clothes. “Everything seems to be in order. Odd. I could have sworn. . .”
“Pam!” She turned her head to see Mark walking toward her.
Her cheeks turned even redder. “Mark.” She covered her squishy breasts. “I thought you were taking care of your brother.”
“What?” He shook his head. “I don’t have a brother. Look, some crazy bitch trapped me in my garage. I had to call a tow company to get their car removed.” He looked at her body. “What happened to you? Everyone was saying you altered your body, but I didn’t. . .”
Pam lowered one hand to her ass, her clothing becoming too tight to bear. “Mark, what are you talking about.” She narrowed her eyes. “You are the one who did this to me!”
“Huh?”
She took a step closer. “Don’t play coy. I saw that note. You send me a box filled with cookies that have been making me inflate like a balloon.” Shrripp. She turned her head. “What the hell was that?”
Mark gripped his hand into a fist. “Look, you can’t really believe I have anything to do with your new figure. You have to be making this up.”
Pam slammed her foot onto the ground. “Making it up. You—” Shrripppp!
Suddenly all the buttons on her blouse burst apart as her boobs burst forth, smacking into Mark’s chest. Before Pam had any time to react, her ass ripped apart her pants. “Ahhhh!”
She cried out as she bounced around on her feet. “My blouse!” She grabbed Mark. “Look at what you did to my blouse!”
Mark threw his hands up. “Me? How are you still blaming me for this.” He smiled as their co-workers gathered around. “Hey, everyone. Nothing to see here.”
Hillary crossed her arms. “Oh, really. From what I am hearing, Mark somehow did this to Pam.”
“What?” He shook his arms about. “You can’t really believe that. That is insanity.”
Eathen pointed at Pam. “Look. More than just her breasts are swelling up now.”
Pam looked down at her belly. “Holy hell!” She rubbed her chest. “This won’t stop.” Her feet lifted off the ground. She grabbed onto Mark as she kicked about in the air. “Hey. Do something. Stop this!”
He pushed her away, causing her to float across the room. “What exactly do you want me to do?”
Pam slowly floated towards the ceiling. “I don’t know.” She bounced against the ceiling lap. “Get me down? Tie a weight around my leg. Something.” Her nostrils flared as a flash of light filled her vision. “Hey! Are you assholes taking pictures?” Her bra snapped off. “You better not be taking pictures of this.”
Doug laughed. “What are you going to do about it, miss human blimp.”
“Now, now I think the tie a rope around her leg isn’t a bad idea.” Hillary laughed. “Then we can walk her around like a real balloon.” Everyone laughed.
Pam slammed her inflating arm against the ceiling. “Stop it. This isn’t funny.” She moaned as her boobs rubbed back and forth against one of the lights. “Fuck.” The air inside her body forced her nipples out as far as they would go. “Everything is getting so sensitive.” Sweat began to drip down her body. “If only my body would stop rubbing against stuff.
Ohhh fuck. Ohh, god!” She licked her lips. “But it feels so good.”
Doug raised an eyebrow. “Is she moaning?” They all looked up. “I think she is.”
“I think we need to get her down.” Mark crossed his arms. “We can’t leave her up there.”
“Ohhhh.” Pam licked her lips as her boobs bounced up and down against the ceiling. “I. . . am fine. . .”
Hillary nodded her head. “I am not listening to that all day. I will go and get a rope.” A few minutes later, Hillary returned. After fetching a chair, then tied the rope around Pam’s leg and pulled her towards the ground. “There. She is at a much more appropriate height.” Hillary snorted. “Now I have work to do. Good luck, everyone.” She turned around and walked out of the room.”
Eathen put his hands into his pants. “Well, I have some work to do.”
“What, you don’t want to watch this?” Doug pointed at Pam. “I wonder how round she will get.”
Eathen grabbed Doug’s arm. “Come on.” He pulled him towards the door.
After they were gone, Mark looked at Pam. “So, this was an interesting day.”
“Screw you.” She rubbed her arms against her swelling body. “You did this to me. And while I appreciate the big boobs and ass. . .”
“What?”
“You can’t turn people into balloons. We are done!”
Mark blinked his eyes. “Well, whatever. It never sat well with me that you fired Heather, to begin with.” He turned around. “Besides, you can be a bitch sometimes, you know that.” He snorted. “As if I didn’t have a bad enough day. I am going to make that jackass who trapped me in my driveway burn in hell!” He exited the room and slammed the door behind him.
Pam sighed once he was gone. “Me a bitch? Yeah, right.” The door behind her slowly creaked open. “Where does he get off saying such things. Ohhhh my god!” She moaned as she felt a hand glide across her ass. “Someone knows how to make my day, at least. Why don’t you come around and give my boobs a well-needed squeeze? I need some tension relieved.” She knew it wasn’t the right thing to say, but she didn’t care. Her day was far beyond normal at this point.
“Of course.” Pam’s eyes widened as she recognized the voice. “Why anything for Pam.” Suddenly, Heather walked into view, giggling to herself. “My oh my. You sure have grown since last, I have seen you.”
Pam gulped. “You?” She raised her voice. “Hey! I need some help in here. Help!”
Heather ran her hand along Pam’s naked body. “Oh, come now. I don’t think they are going to believe you at this point. A giant balloon like you.” Heather smirked as she reached down for Pam’s rope.
“What are you doing?”
“Oh, just taking you out for a walk is all. It is so nice that Hillary decided to tie you up like this.” Heather giggled. “She was always such a nice person.” Heather pulled Pam towards the door. “Besides, I just want to pay you back for all the wonderful things you did for me.”
She gave Pam another squeeze on the ass. “Like causing you to inflate like a balloon.”
Pam’s eyes widened as she was squeezed into the next room. “That was you!”
Heather giggled. “Of course, it was me. Silly, you thought it was Mark. And you just broke things off for good. Aww.” Pam sneered. “That must hurt.”
“How could you do this?”
“Me? Why, I was just paying you back.” Heather opened up a nearby window. “I mean, you only fired me to keep your office romance safe. Right?” Pam gulped.
“Anyways, I think it is about time to send you on your way.”
“Huh?” Heather twisted Pam around so she could see the small window. “You don’t mean to squeeze me through that thing?”
Heather nodded her head. “Yup. And then you will float away until the cookie wears off, and you land in who knows where.” She squeezed Pam’s right breast. “Maybe by the time you finally come down, you will have lost your job as well.” Heather smirked. “Fitting justice.”
“Heather, can we talk about this?”
“Nope.” She forced Pam’s head through the window.
“You couldn’t have picked a bigger window, could you. Ohhh fuck!” She moaned as her boobs rubbed against the window frame. “I. . . god. . .”
“Will you stop moaning? This isn’t supposed to be pleasurable for you.”
“But. . .” She licked her lips as she inched her way out of the building. “It feels so good.”
Heather narrowed her eyes. “Why does there have to be so much of you.” She slammed herself against Pam’s ass, causing the giant balloon woman’s eyes to widen. “Get out the window already.”
“Ohh, yes. Yes!” Pam cried out as she was forced out, inch by inch. “Get in there.” The front half of her body slid out of the window. “Press your hands against my big balloon ass.”
“Huh?” Heather’s hand suddenly slipped, and she fell into Pam’s ass.
“Ohh fuck, baby!” Pam’s eyes widened as her limbs smacked against her body. “I hate you and love you at the same time. Oh fuck. Oh god!”
Heather tried in vain to pull herself free. “Get me out of here.” She put her hands on Pam’s butt cheeks. “Why is it so sweaty?” She moaned as she tried to worm herself free. “Ughh.” Suddenly, Heather popped out, sending Pam flying right out of the window with a shout of glee.
“Yessss!”
Heather sighed. “That isn’t exactly how I thought it would happen, but it worked.” She wiped the sweat from her forehead. “Goodbye and good riddance.”
Pam took slow and deep breaths as she rose into the air. “I really lost control back there, didn’t I.” She giggled as she turned her head. “But that bitch Heather. She thinks she can get away with this. When I finally land, I am going to give her what for!”
