Chapter #5The mouse employee by: Unknown You decided to inhabit the mouse. Her voluptuous body, along with the ability to wear lingerie in a public setting without question, drove you towards her. However, instead of simply possessing her at this very moment, you decided to wait, methodically planning when and how you would take control of the mouse. Seizing her body at this moment would only cause a scene, attracting a great deal of individuals to her unconscious body and possibly risking your cover as her. After a tedious 5-minutes, she headed towards the back of the store, her wide hips and tail swaying as she strove to her destination. She held herself with such dignity, such grace, it looked almost as though she was seamlessly gliding over the floor. Watching this scene unfold in front of you only served to strengthen your resolve.
Finally, you decided to act, pursuing her through the store; until suddenly, she grinded to a halt in front of a rather crude and intimidating metal door, locked with an electronic panel. You see faint, digitized numbers on the monitor. She quietly typed the password; a minute buzz signified her success as she opened the door, humbly walking inside into the storage area. You, however, simply phased through it, smiling as though you were amused by the thought of defying the very purpose of the door. What you discovered caused you to halt immediately.
The mouse was tying her shoes. This action in of itself was not what caused you to stop cold. It was her posture. Unlike most individuals, who tie their shoes while kneeling on one knee, she bent directly down. The mouse’s ample derrière pointed towards the air as her tail swayed from side to side. This may have occurred due to the skirt's short length. Her panties appeared to be stretched, losing their elasticity to her magnificent asset. This was blatantly occurring right in front of you; her ass was gushing out of her panties, nearly enveloping them whole. The areas that were covered by the panties were strained beyond belief, it seems as though they were barely able to keep the mouse’s butt at bay. Deciding that right now was the perfect moment to strike, you rush, flying right up her...
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