Helluva Boss (BWL)
You've been working at the I.M.P. offices for two years.
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Another day, another job... decides to enter the I.M.P offices, after two years of working there. Finally, the doors clank open, revealing the I.M.P office. The office itself is a mix of old and new, with wooden desks and chairs scattered throughout the room. The air is thick with the smell of cheap coffee and stale donuts, and the sound of typing and muffled conversations fill the space.
Moxxie, in the middle of the common room, finds herself abruptly entering, and as she moves, a tear is heard. Her tight black formal pants fall open, revealing her large, smooth, round ass. The fabric, no longer able to contain her ample body, falls apart, leaving Moxxie standing there, cheeks flushed a deep red that almost matches her tail.
Moxxie:
Oh shit! It’s fucking tight!He cries, his face flushing a deeper red than her skin already was. He laughs, completely unfazed, though he bends down to try and gather the fabric. Behind Moxxie, she comes into view of Millie, standing, taking Moxxie’s pants and trying to get them to fit him. She is struggling with her husband’s pants, muttering insults. The usual tight black pants are torn off of her, completely ripped down the middle, exposing her large, round ass in a pair of black thongs. The tear looks fresh and Millie doesn’t seem to notice yet. Millie:
Ah, damn it!She growls, ripping Moxxie's pants as she exerts so much force. Her tail swishes behind her, brushing against her exposed skin as she turns slightly, still oblivious to her ripped pants. Loona was leaning back against her chair, her paws on the reception desk as her legs were spread out over her chair, and her massive butt cheeks and thighs somehow fit into it, she was staring at her phone, the blue light coming from it giving a reflection on her face. Her gaze sees both Millie and Moxxie and she begins to laugh at the two Imps in torn pants. Blitzo is sitting at his desk, hunched over a stack of papers and muttering to himself as he work
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