VERY SOFTCORE exhibitionism/ENF story. It's silly and very short; something I wrote years ago. I did a few edits, but pretty much publishing this as-is. I hope it doesn't come off too sexist, as the main character could just as easily have been a man, but obviously I didn't write it for that. Cheers!
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Cindy Adams wasn't the brightest bulb in the room. Sure, she was good enough to perform her duties as a secretary at Wineman & Murphy law firm, and she was certainly easy on the eyes, with large, pendulous breasts and a narrow waist. Cindy's hips were shapely and firm, and her small, tight butt was a sight to behold, even if it didn't quite match with the abundant assets up top.
Todd Murphy, the law partner's son, especially enjoyed eyeing Cindy on a daily basis, but what he liked most above ogling her, was her gullibility. Cindy was often the butt of many light-hearted practical jokes in the office, because she so easily fell for pranks.
In Eric's mind, the best had been when he had convinced her that bras were no longer allowed, because the metal in the underwire interfered with the Wi-Fi. Cindy bounced around the office for two days, before she realized she'd been had.
Although Cindy enjoyed the looks she got from men with her clothes on, in reality, she would have been very embarrassed for anyone to see her naked. Her large nipples, though positioned high on her firm flesh, were asymmetrical in shape and she was rather modest about it. The nipples were dark in color, but one was round, while the other was oval and tilted.
One of the running gags in the office was playing on Cindy's belief in ghosts and the supernatural. Todd once played God over the intercom and had her believing the world was coming to an to end.
Although Cindy fell for these harmless jokes nearly every time, she took it in good stride. She knew the boys enjoyed doting her with attention. Still, she wished they respected her more. She'd nearly fallen out of her blouse when she fell for that braless prank. A button had popped off while she was leaning over to put away some files. Bob Moss had been in the room, too. That was the only time she'd gotten truly upset about being pranked. Of course, the boys didn't realize she would almost spill out of her top when they pulled the braless prank, but they did enjoy Bob's reminiscing of the tale.
Cindy sat at her desk now wondering what prank they would play on her next, when a small man in an all-green, over-all getup with a fuzzy white hat, came striding into the office.
"Cindy Adams?" he asked, approaching her.
"Yes, may I help you?"
"No, but I can help you," said the funny, little man.
"I'm sorry," replied Cindy. "I don't get what you mean."
"You are tired of being the butt of all jokes around here. You want others to respect you, yes?"
"Wait.. uh.. how did you? Uh..."
"I'm your fairy godfather." He extended his arms and bowed, smiling as he tipped his hat.
"Oh, please. Fairy godfathers don't look like you!"
"Excuse me? Have you ever seen one before?"
Cindy thought about it a moment and realized she hadn't.
"Is what I say true or not?" asked the man.
"I suppose so," she finally relented. "So how can you help me?"
"By giving you a magic dress."
"What?"
"The perfect dress. When others see you, they will be perfectly respectful. You will command authority and attention. You will attain great success with this dress."
"You're putting me on," Cindy said.
"No, indeed. Would you like my help or not?"
"Well, yes, if I have nothing to lose."
"I don't see how you could lose much of anything," he replied. With that, he procured a pair of heels from his satchel, which had been attached to his belt. They were diamond stilettos.
"Oh, my gosh! Those are something else! I can't wait to see the dress that goes with it!"
