You spend the rest of the morning inside Mary Lynn's bra, regretting your decision ever to get involved with the transformation gun and wondering what she would do next. Her breast and the right cup of her bra push against you in roughly equal measure, and though you're held firmly in place, you don't feel too squashed and you have no difficulty breathing. So you figure for now you might as well see what happens.
For a while, nothing does. Well, that's not literally true. Mary Lynn sits at her desk, occasionally typing, and occasionally someone stops by her office, usually to say hello or talk about some work project. Apparently Mary Lynn is going out to dinner tonight with her husband and kids, sounds like fun. The big excitement comes when Mary Lynn stands up and leaves her office. She uses the bathroom, walks somewhere a distance away, and, as best you can tell, stays standing and handles some books or papers for a while. Being a librarian sure sounds exciting. She doesn't talk to you at all, or even acknowledge your existence.
After what feels like a few hours of this crap, Mary Lynn's boss Bob comes in. You think you may have seen him before, not that you can see him now from inside Mary Lynn's bra, but you can tell from the tone of their voices that this is a boss-subordinate relationship.
"Mary Lynn," Bob begins. "You seemed to think the gov-docs project was going to be complete last week, but I saw a bunch of boxes still scattered there this morning."
"I'm sorry, Bob," said Mary Lynn. "I know, I did say that. I've been working hard on it. I even got to spend some time on it this morning."
"Well, that's just not good enough," replied Bob. "You know, your performance has not been sufficient lately. In fact, I think if trends like this continue, ..."
You actually don't hear the rest of what Bob says, because a giant hand suddenly crushes you. At first you don't know what's going on, you're just suddenly smothered, but once Mary Lynn's hand recedes, you realize what must have happened. Except why would Mary Lynn give her own tit a squeeze in front of her own boss? While you were in there, too.
"You know what, Bob?" said Mary Lynn. "I am working too hard to be treated like this. Yes, the gov-docs project is late. And the reference renewal project will be too, and so will the e-catalog indexing. Those are all on top of my actual job that you hired me for. If you give me more projects, other projects get delayed. That's just how it is."
"I just thought--" said Bob.
"Bob, show me some respect. I'm the one doing all the work around here. And if you don't mind, I'd kind of like to get back to it."
With that, Mary Lynn sat down. You didn't hear anything else being spoken, so you assume Bob just left. Wow, good for her. Being in a giant's bra is turning out to be more eventful than you expected.