My manager, now an attractive young woman shorter than me by several inches, continued yelling at me for ditching work. I was amused at her, standing there with her gigantic pants and underwear around her shins and her giant vest slipping off of her. I grew tired at her yelling at me, though, so I wished for her to be very friendly with me, and to allow me to be free from work. She stopped yelling, and looked disoriented. As she came out of it, her vest finally slipped off, leaving only her large shirt to cover her.
She looked up at me, and into my eyes. It was amazing that this busty, attractive woman was once my ugly manager. She stepped forward, out of the pile of clothing, even her shoes and socks, and pressed her chest into mine and rested her hands against me.
"I've been working you too hard..." She cooed. "I think you should take the rest of the day off."
She was pressing into me. I could feel her breath, and I was becoming more and more aroused. I wasn't sure what to do next...