After staring off into space for a moment, lost in thought, a devious grin spread across Joe's handsome - if aging - features.
Taking the pen and pad of paper both, Joe left the office he'd so recently awarded to David as part of his sudden promotion. Having read the lines written on the top sheet of paper, he now had a much better idea what had come over him! David wasn't a bad guy, and he was decent with numbers and knew how to file his reports, but he wasn't ready for a position of authority by a long shot!
"Jenny? When that girl gets back here, find out why in the blazes she is dressed like some streetwalker, will you? And what she was doing in that office! And keep her waiting out here where you can keep an eye on her, please? I don't want her anywhere near my office until I know this isn't some kind of prank or potential sexual harassment scam, know what I mean?"
"I sure do, Mister Latimer," the matronly secretary replied, rolling her eyes.
"I can't WAIT to hear that story!" she added with a mirthless chuckle, shaking her head and throwing up her hands.
"Thanks, Jenny. You're a diamond!" Joe said, meaning every word. He knew perfectly well that Jenny was the only reason anything actually got done around here. Hell, he'd hardly know what he was supposed to be doing tomorrow if not for her organizational skills and scrupulous time-keeping. People often mistook her for an Affirmative Action hire, and underestimated her competence by a fair margin just because she was a plus-size black woman. It never failed to amuse him at the sputtering, flabbergasted looks on their faces when she put them in their places! Jenny was sharp enough and staunch enough to run her own company, if she had the resources to start one.
Joe swiftly retreated back into his office, his mind churning furiously as he tried to process too many things at once. He had a magic pen that could change reality! Or a magic pad of paper...he wasn't quite sure...but the expensive-looking gold pen seemed the far more likely culprit. He'd never seen David with it before, for one thing, and he wasn't the type to spend much on stationary. Most of his money had gone towards paying for that new sports-car, or that was the impression Joe had gotten. Besides which...it had a very comfortable and solid weight to it. The sort of feel which screamed 'top quality'.
The very idea that such a thing was possible and had already been demonstrated ran headlong into all of the possibilities for its use...which was swiftly derailed by ignorance of the limitations.
"Just what can this thing do?" he wondered to himself. Quite a bit, if what was already written down was any indication.
Joseph Latimer was a cautious man by habit, but ruthless when the situation called for it. That was one of the reasons he'd achieved his position so quickly! It was the gridlock caused by the board of directors which had blocked his further advancement for so long. Now, he had the means to fix that problem literally within his grasp! But he hesitated.
The sight of David - or rather, Dusty - as she was being half-dragged away by security was still fresh in his mind. The look of panic on her face turned him on almost as much as the way her tits had been bouncing around in that skimpy tube-top! He wasn't usually the sort to be distracted by such thoughts while at work...but today was hardy the typical day at work. And...oddly, he found the image much more attractive, knowing it was David behind that pretty face. The knowledge that he'd apparently done it to himself, and by accident, no less...Joe felt himself surprisingly excited by the notion.
"It wouldn't hurt to test the limits a bit," he said to himself, setting the notepad on the desk before him and tilting it just so.
There was also a thought in his mind, not entirely coherent enough to form into words, but strongly suggesting that David had goofed so badly, he deserved to have it really rubbed in for a while.
Joe smiled again as he lightly rested the tip of the pen on the next line on the sheet of mostly-blank paper, and began to write.
Just to cover the basics first, he wrote: "Whenever I call her 'Busty', David's breasts will grow a little bit bigger. The growth will feel better and better the larger she grows."