Jen’s blood ran cold as she focused and realised that the button she’d been pressing hadn’t been her intercom button, she’d had her finger firmly placed against her clit and her secretary’s voice had been coming from within her own pussy. Snatching her hands away from her pussy in confusion Jen looked around the office in shock, the tiny intercom box was missing from her desk.
“What the hell…?” She gasped angrily, “Kylie! That wasn’t funny!”
“I thought it was” I fairy giggled, stretching out along the top of Jen’s computer monitor like she was sunbathing. Her tiny naked breasts heaving slowly as she breathed. Jen closed her eyes and held back a frustrated moan, at least she was safe in her locked office for now, but she still desperately needed her skirt and underwear back. She couldn’t escape this tiny office bottomless!
“Why are you doing this to me?” Jen asked the fairy despondently.
“I told you, you did bad things, lots of bad things actually, I’m here to punish you. I’m your fairy god mother” Kyle smiled, waving her hands around in a theatrical show.
“Fairy god mothers help people!” Jen said in frustration, rounding her desk and sitting back down, the cold leather of the seat making her yelp as it clung to her naked skin, the damn heels were starting to increasingly annoy her.
“Not bad people” Kylie said smugly, “ooh… looks like you’re about to get a call…”
“How could you posssi-uuuhhhh” Jen’s train of thought was interrupted by the familiar buzzing sound of her intercom, which was now inexplicably part of her pussy. The buzzing was sending shooting, uncontrollably pleasurably vibrations through her slit which made her moan out involuntarily.
“You better answer that…” Kylie said laughing, moving from her position on top of Jen’s computer and floating down to hover just between Jen’s legs, her wings flapping lazily.
Jen could only grasp the edge of her desk as her pussy continued to buzz uncontrollably, the sound of her intercom buzzing filled the office as she desperately clung on to the hard wood.
“Fiiiiiine… I’ll get it then” Kyle said with a shrug and reached out a tiny hand to press firmly against Jen’s clit. The poor executive moaned at the touch and squealed in relief as the ringing buzz stopped. Her secretary’s voice, muffled by the intercom link spoke loudly from Jen’s pussy.
At the other end of the line, Miss Robertson, Jen’s secretary and PA performed a double take as she heard her boss answer the call; she could swear she’d just heard Jen moaning through the intercom… she’d said she wasn’t feeling well… but it sounded suspiciously like she was pleasuring herself.
Coughing to compose herself, Miss Robertson spoke slowly, “Miss Smith, I’m sorry to disturb you but…”