I did a double take as Mrs. Lugworth’s wrinkles faded away, her eyes caked with lilac eyeshadow.
“W-What did you just say Mrs. Lugworth?” I asked.
“Oh skip the formalities Gregory, just call me Violet.” She said as her bloated belly flattened out and tightened up.
“Why would you be the important thing here, Violet?” I asked.
“You really think some girl could pleasure you the way a real woman could?” Violet asked as her lips plumped up to a glossy purple pout.
“Uh, b-but aren’t you old enough to retire? Surely you wouldn’t risk-“ I started.
“Retire?” Violet said as she placed her hands on her rapidly broadening hips, “I’m 32 Greg, I’m years away from leaving this job... besides...”
She strutted over, her grey frizzy hair straightening out and turning a deep jet black. Her breasts pulsed and stretched until they inflated to some pretty good 36Gs.
I could tell that her ass was absolutely huge by the sound of her slacks splitting open. They melted and formed into an ass hugging skirt as her moccasins morphed into purple pumps.
“I think you and I both want this.” Violet whispered in my ear as we locked lips.
I furiously pounded her pussy against my desk, her tits violently shaking as she moaned my name over and over.
“Ohhhhh Greggy!!! Harder! Harder!” She moaned.
“Ahhhh fuck.... ahhhh I’m gonna cum!” I yelled.
We climaxed and drenched the floor with cum, panting heavily before spinning around and passionately kissing.
“Yeah, not to kill the moment, but I’m gonna need a late pass for Calculus.” I said.
“Sure thing, babe.” Violet said as she got out her pen.