Big Brigitte
by Archie-Fan -  betty_cooper72@yahoo.ca 
Hiram Lodge's New Assistant isn't what he expected at all


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characters within are the property of Archie Comics

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It was a Monday morning and Veronica Lodge was frustrated as she looked over
the various resumes that had been emailed to her. Veronica had been working
for her father's company Lodge Corp. for two years now as the Vice President
of Human Resources. One of her jobs was to hire her father's executive
assistant.

It was a job that Veronica had to do quite often because her father Hiram was
a known philanderer and frequently had affairs with his assistants before
paying them to leave so that his wife and Veronica's mother Hermione didn't
find out. Veronica did this job without saying anything, not so much of
respect for her father, but rather because the company was to be hers one day
and if her parent's marriage broke up then there was potential that the
company could end up being sold as well and Veronica didn't want that.

As Veronica scrolled through the resumes she thought about what she could do.
Her father had already been through six assistants in just the last two
months. The trouble of hiring and training them alone was getting to be a
hassle. Veronica considered that perhaps she should hire an unattractive
assistant. However the resumes were always sent from an agency that Hiram had
paid to make sure that they only send "the pretty ones".

Just the Veronica came across a familiar name on one of the resumes, Brigitte
Reilly. Veronica had gone to highschool with a girl with that exact same name;
and she hadn't been what one would consider overly attractive. Brigitte had
suffered from a weight issue and had been rather overweight.

Veronica went to the education part of the resume and saw that it was indeed
the same Brigitte Reilly; she had attended Riverdale High at the same time
that Veronica had. Veronica guessed that Brigitte's attempt at a singing
career hadn't panned out. Looking at the resume there wasn't much on there in
terms of experience that would qualify her for the position but Veronica felt
fairly confident that Brigitte could handle the job. Especially since she
wouldn't be spending nearly as much time on her back on Hiram's desk like all
of the previous assistants had.

Veronica checked the contact phone number and then picked up the phone on her
desk and dialled. Brigitte answered on the second ring.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Brigitte Reilly?" Veronica asked.

"Speaking," Brigitte replied.

"Brigitte it's Veronica Lodge," Veronica said.

"Oh Veronica, how are you? Why are you calling?" Brigitte asked surprised.

"I'm fine, I'm calling as I recently received your resume for the position as
my father's executive assistant and I was wondering if you were still
interested," Veronica answered.

"You did, oh I didn't think I'd even get a call," Brigitte said. "You're not
just doing this because we went to school together."

"Well it's a small factor," Veronica said. "But I think that you're just the
woman for the job."

"Really? Well that's nice of you to say," Brigitte responded.

"How soon would you be able to start?" Veronica asked.

"Well I can start tomorrow," Brigitte replied.

"Excellent, come to office for eight o'clock," Veronica said. "I'll be out of
town for a meeting but I'll leave some forms at the front desk for you fill
out. Once you've done that I'll have them send you to my father's office so
you can get started."

"That sounds great," Brigitte said excitedly. "Thank you so much Veronica, you
have no idea how grateful I am."

"Don't mention it," Veronica replied. "In fact I think I might owe you for
taking this position."

"What do you mean?" Brigitte asked curiously.

"Oh don't worry about it," Veronica said. "Just some issues I've been having
with my father, it's nothing."

"Oh, okay," Brigitte said. "Well thank you so much Veronica, I'll be there
first thing tomorrow, I won't let you down."

"Well I'll probably see you on Wednesday then when I'm back in the office,"
Veronica said.

Veronica hung up and sat back in her chair feeling relieved. She the figured
she should let her father known that she had hired a new assistant. She got up
and left her office and made her way to her father's office. Since he had no
assistant at the moment she wasn't sure if he was busy or not so she softly
knocked on the door. When she got no reply she opened it.

Her father was sitting at his desk staring intently at his computer screen,
his hands hidden beneath the desk. Veronica then heard the sound of moaning
coming from the computer and realized that he was watching porn.

"Dad!" Veronica exclaimed loudly.

Hiram finally looked up and saw his daughter standing in the doorway.

"Veronica what are you doing here?" Hiram demanded.

Veronica stepped in and shut the door.

"Are you masturbating at work?" Veronica asked incredulously.

"Well I don't have an assistant to fuck," Hiram replied.

"Ugh, about that," Veronica said. "I just hired you a new assistant. It's a
girl I went to high school with, Brigitte Reilly."

"Is she the hot blonde one that you competed with for Archie?" he asked.

"No Dad that's Betty," Veronica replied angrily. "Brigitte was the one you
used to compare to Adele."

Hiram thought for a moment.

"The fat one who was a good singer?" he asked.

"That's a little rude, but yes," Veronica said.

"Why?" Hiram asked annoyed.

"Because you need to stop going through assistants," Veronica answered. "Mom's
going to get suspicious and if she decides to divorce you then this company
will likely suffer."

"Fine," Hiram agreed. "But you tell her that I'm going to need two separate
half-hour periods each day set aside for... personal time."

Veronica knew that her father meant to masturbate and she just rolled her eyes
in disgust.

"Yeah, fine I'll leave the message for her," Veronica said.

"Now do you mind?" Hiram asked. "I'm kind of in the middle of something."

Veronica shook her head and left Hiram's office and headed back to her own to
get the forms ready for Brigitte to fill out in the morning.

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Hiram arrived for work at the office early. He parked his car in his private
underground lot and took his private elevator up to his office. When he
arrived it was just a few minutes before eight. He went into his office and
checked his email. There was reminder from Veronica that his new assistant was
coming today and that he was not to make things hard on her.

Hiram grumbled as he read the e-mail. When he had gone home last night Hiram
had found Veronica's old yearbook and had looked through for a picture of
Brigitte. He'd found several and hadn't been entirely pleased with what he
found. Brigitte was definitely what one would polite call heavy-set, although
Hiram hadn't been so polite with the terms he had used after seeing the
pictures of her in the year book. There had been one picture where Brigitte
had been standing next to his daughter. Veronica was 5'6" and maybe 115 lbs.
Brigitte had been about the same height but looked like she weighed close to
three times as much as Veronica.

"She's probably even bigger now than she was then," Hiram muttered to himself.
"That picture was more six years ago. I bet she's a friggin' blimp by now."

Just then the phone on his desk rang. He glanced to see that it was from the
front desk.

"Yes?" He asked as he picked it up and answered.

"Uh... Mister Lodge your uh, new assistant is here," the woman who worked the
front desk said nervously.

"Well send her up," Hiram said angrily.

He figured that he had about five minute before Brigitte arrived. He opened up
the browser on his computer and began looking for some porn to masturbate to
later on. He was just downloading a movie when there was a knock on his office
door. Hiram minimized the window.

"Come in," Hiram called.

The door opened and a moment later Brigitte Reilly entered his office causing
Hiram to gasp. Brigitte did not look any like he had expected. Instead of an
average height overweight woman, standing in front Hiram was a towering
giantess of a woman with two of the largest breasts that Hiram had ever.

Brigitte was so tall that her head was just a few inches below the 8'6" high
ceiling. And she wasn't fat at all. She had an extremely exaggerated hourglass
figure punctuated not just by her enormous breasts but also by her expansive
hips. She wore a skirt suit with a grey jacket and a leather skirt and a white
blouse underneath the jacket. Hiram could see that the jacket was being
stretched almost to the point of ripping to contain her gigantic tits, while
the skirt was hugging her hips and ass extremely tightly and only went down to
about mid-thigh. Her light brown hair was about shoulder length and was cut
into a stylish bob. She had on very little make up and looked down at Hiram
with her sparkling hazel eyes.

"Hello Mister Lodge," Brigitte greeted him.

Hiram suddenly realized that he was staring at her in disbelief with his jaw
hanging open. He was in disbelief at the sight of Brigitte. The only part of
her that resembled any of the picture he had seen was her face which hadn't
changed much at all.

"I... uh..." Hiram stammered.

"It's alright," Brigitte said with a giggle. "Most people have the same
reaction the first time they see me."

"But you went to school with my daughter Veronica," Hiram said. "How...?"

"How did I get this big?" Brigitte finished his question for him, before
answering. "I went through a rather late life growth spurt, and it was a
rather big one."

Hiram had never heard of such a thing, but looking at her he could help but
believe her. He wondered if perhaps it had been some sort of glandular thing.
He decided not to pry though. He stood up and ended up with a firsthand view
of just how big Brigitte was. Hiram was 5'11" and his head was about the same
level as her gigantic breasts, each of which looked to be bigger than a
basketball beneath her jacket and blouse.

"So I'm sure you saw your desk before you entered my office," Hiram said. "I
hope it's big enough."

Brigitte smiled down at him.

"Oh it will be fine Mister Lodge," she said.

"Alright well how about we get you situated," Hiram suggested.

He led the way to the door. Brigitte had to stoop significantly to exit his
office. Hiram gestured towards the chair at the desk and Brigitte had a seat,
the chair groaning beneath her significant weight.

"So your tasks are fairly simple," Hiram said. "Basically you screen all calls
coming into my office and handle my schedule. I need you to make sure I have
at least two slots of time of about half an hour each day to be alone in my
office undisturbed."

"Oh, what is that for?" Brigitte asked innocently.

"That's... personal," Hiram replied not wanting to tell her.

"Okay," Brigitte said with a smile.

"You get a forty-five minute lunch break starting at eleven thirty," Hiram
told her. "As my executive assistant you are allowed to dine in the executive
cafeteria, which is reserved for the other executives and their assistants.

Brigitte nodded.

"It's nice that you let your assistants dine there are well," Brigitte said.

Hiram gave a slight smile. It had been a rule he had implemented mostly so he
could parade his previous assistants into the dining room and show the other
executives. Just then the phone rang on the desk and Hiram looked at Brigitte
expectantly. She picked up to answer it.

"Hiram Lodge's office," she answered and waited for the person on the other
end to speak. "One moment please."

She pressed the hold button and looked up at Hiram.

"It's a man named Roger from a company called Roxxon Chemical?" Brigitte said.

"I'll take that in my office, give me a moment," Hiram said.

He hurried back into his office and waited for Brigitte to transfer the call
to his phone. After he had finished the conversation which was for a business
deal he tried to get to work. However he found he was so distracted by
Brigitte.

Hiram was very much a breast man. He absolutely loved large breasts. Real or
fake it didn't matter; he had even purchased breast implants for several of
his past assistants. But he had never seen tits like Brigitte's before, except
for some photo manipulations or some cartoon drawings.

And then there was her ass. It looked so perfect tightly encased in that
leather skirt of hers. He thought about insisting that she wearing something
else, but he'd already created a precedent by allowing his previous assistants
to wear far more provocative clothing.

Desperate Hiram went browsing through every type of porn site he could think
of but his mind continued to wander back to Brigitte. Just then his phone rang
again.

"Yes?" he answered it.

"Mister Lodge you have a call from a Justin Hammer at Hammer Industries,"
Brigitte said.

Hiram's mind immediately began thinking about Brigitte's breasts bouncing
around. He shook his head trying to stop the mental image.

"Yes, uh, send it through," he finally said after an awkward pause.

Hiram took the call which was about sharing a manufacturing contract but he
was distracted the entire time. He could hear Brigitte get up and leave for
her lunch break. He quickly ended the call and headed on his own lunch break.

When he arrived at the executive cafeteria he saw that Brigitte was getting
stares from the few other people that were there. Veronica and several of his
other executives and their own assistants were away touring a factory that
Hiram was considering acquiring. However his Vice President of Finances Ted
was there along with the people that worked in the cafeteria. Ted was a short
man in his late thirties who with dark hair that was starting to go grey and
fall out.

"So were you always this tall?" Ted was asking Brigitte.

"No, I was actually quite average until my twenties," Brigitte replied.

"Well please come sit with me," Ted said. "I would love to hear more about
you."

Hiram kept his eye on Ted, feeling somewhat jealous of the attention that
Brigitte was paying to him, while he got his food. Once he had he walked over
to the table where they were seated.

"Do you mind if I join you?" Hiram asked.

"Uh, yeah, sure have a seat Hiram," Ted said somewhat nervously.

Hiram sat down and glared at Ted for a moment before looking over at Brigitte.

"So what were you talking about?" Hiram asked.

"Well I was just telling Ted here about how my breasts are completely
natural," Brigitte said. "And he didn't believe me."

"Well come on, that can't be possible," Ted said. "I mean look how big they
are."

Brigitte was eating a Greek salad and as she raised her fork her mouth an
olive fell off and down into immense cleavage. She looked up from her breasts
and grinned.

"Well perhaps one of you wouldn't mind reaching down and getting that for me,"
Brigitte said. "And maybe you can feel if they're real or not while your hand
is down there."

"Okay!" Ted agreed eagerly.

He stood up and Brigitte leaned forward a bit as he reached his hand down in
between her breasts. Brigitte giggled slightly as he rubbed each breast with
his hand.

"Hmm, well either you've got an amazing surgeon or I guess they really are
real," Ted conceded.

"Are you even trying to find that olive?" Brigitte asked with a teasing
giggle.

"Of course I am," Ted replied as he continued to fumble around. "Oh... wait...
ah... almost..."

Hiram was a little annoyed as he watched one of his executives with his with
his arm up to his elbow into his new assistant; mostly because he wished he
could be the one with his arm in there.

"Ah there it is," Ted said. "I..."

He tried to pull his arm out but he couldn't. He looked up at Brigitte who
smiled at him innocently.

"Is something wrong?" Brigitte asked.

"My arm," Ted said he tried to pull. "It's stuck."

"Stuck?" Hiram asked speaking finally.

"Yeah it's really tight," Ted said. "It's... AHHHH!!!"

He let out a scream of pain as the bones in his hand fractured. Brigitte gave
a look of concern and suddenly Ted was able to pull his hand free. His fingers
were all crooked indicating that they were broken.

"What the hell you crazy bitch!" Ted exclaimed.

"Where's the olive?" Brigitte asked looking around.

"Who cares about the olive? Look what you did to my hand!" Ted exclaimed.

"You're the one that decided to take advantage and cop a feel," Brigitte said.

"What? You told me to!" Ted shouted.

"Calm down Ted," Hiram said placing a hand on Ted's shoulder. "Let's get you
to a doctor and get that hand taken care of."

Hiram led Ted who was cradling his broken hand out of the cafeteria. Brigitte
just remained the table looking down into her own cleavage. The last thing
Hiram saw was Brigitte reach down and pluck out the missing olive before she
ate it with a smile.

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Hiram returned to his office to see that Brigitte had returned from work.

"Hello Mr. Lodge," she greeted him. "Your messages are on your desk."

"Brigitte we need to talk," Hiram said. "What you did in the cafeteria today
with Ted."

"That was funny wasn't it?" Brigitte asked with a giggle.

"That could be considered assault," Hiram said. "I convinced Ted not to press
charges, it took quite a lot of convincing."

"Oh thank you Mr. Lodge," Brigitte said.

"But why did you do that Brigitte?" Hiram asked.

Brigitte blushed and she looked down at her desk.

"Well, this is a little embarrassing," Brigitte said. "But I was hoping you
would be the one to try and get the olive Mr. Lodge."

"You... what?" Hiram asked shocked.

"Ted he's not really my type," Brigitte answered. "I'm really into older men
like you Mr. Lodge. Especially ones that keep themselves in such good shape."

Hiram was proud of how he remained in good shape even in his late fifties at
5'11" and a fit 175 lbs. He attributed much of that to his very active sex
life. He also kept his white hair immaculately groomed. However Brigitte
revelation surprised him.

"I... such behaviour between a boss and his assistant isn't appropriate,"
Hiram said, somewhat surprised to hear those words coming from his own mouth.

"Really? That's not what I've heard," Brigitte said coyly.

"Well I don't know what you've heard, but that's the way it is," Hiram said.

"Okay," Brigitte said. "But if you ever change your mind..."

She let the thought hang. Hiram gulped as he returned to his office. Hiram sat
down at his desk and considered what Brigitte had offered. His mind was
focused almost entirely on that for the rest of the work day until Brigitte
stuck her head in his office to say good-bye before she left. As Hiram got his
own jacket and prepared to head home he decided that tomorrow he would talk
with his daughter about his new assistant.

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Hiram arrived at work the next day, parking in his private underground spot
and taking his private elevator like he always did. When he got to his office
he saw that Brigitte was already there. He saw that she was wearing a similar
outfit to yesterday, this time she had on a navy skirt suit with a dark
blouse. The top few buttons on her blouse weren't buttoned up so he had a view
of a great deal of her cleavage.

"Good morning Brigitte," he greeted her.

"Good morning Mister Lodge," Brigitte returned.

"Can you have my daughter come to my office when she comes in for work," Hiram
requested.

"Of course Mister Lodge," Brigitte replied. "I'll call her assistant now."

Hiram went into his office and sat down at his desk. He undid his belt and
unzipped his pants relieving the pressure on the massive erection he was
sporting from seeing Brigitte. The sight of her was more effective than his
Cialis prescription, not that he really needed it. He quickly got to work
relieving himself, hoping he could finish before his daughter arrived.

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Veronica arrived at her office for work that day. She was little late because
her husband Archie had been called into his work early so Veronica had to take
their daughter to day care.

Her assistant Harmony was already in the office.

"Ms. Lodge your father asked for you to see him when you got in," Harmony
said.

"Thank you Harmony," Veronica said.

She went into her office and hung up her jacket on her coat rack before
heading over to her father's office. She figured this had something to do with
her hiring Brigitte as his new assistant. She had already explained to him why
she had hired Brigitte. Veronica entered her father's office.

"Oh good morning Veronica," Brigitte greeted her as she stood up.

Veronica stared at Brigitte in disbelief. The fact that Brigitte's head was
almost touching the ceiling tiles was impossible to believe. But perhaps most
drawing her attention was her Brigitte's enormous breasts. Veronica didn't
even think that it was Brigitte until she finally focused her attention on
Brigitte face and saw that it was indeed her old classmate.

"Brigitte?" Veronica asked confused.

Brigitte just smiled down at her.

"But... how...?" Veronica stammered in confusion.

"I'm not sure," Brigitte replied. "I just started growing."

"Is this why your music career never panned out?" Veronica asked.

"Hmm, now that I think about I guess it is," Brigitte said. "Once I started
growing I sort of lost interest in music."

"Oh well that's too bad, you have a lovely singing voice," Veronica said.

"Your father said for me to send you in when you arrived," Brigitte said.

Veronica nodded and then went into her father's office. She took once last
look back at Brigitte before she closed the door behind her. She turned around
to see her father had his hands beneath the desk just like two days ago.

"Oh come on Dad!" Veronica exclaimed rather exasperated.

"I'm sorry Veronica, but that friend of yours, I've never seen a woman like
her before." Hiram said. "Did you know?"

"That she looked... like that? No," Veronica replied.

"Did you hear about what happened yesterday?" Hiram asked.

"No... did she mess something up?" Veronica inquired worriedly.

"I guess you could say that," Hiram said. "She broke Ted's hand, with her
boobs." Veronica stared at her father confused.

"I mean Ted did have his hand down her shirt," Hiram said as he recalled what
had happened. "He was trying to get an olive out for her."

Veronica was quite confused at this point and was finding this conversation
with her father to be rather awkward.

"Okay well other than that is she doing a good job?" Veronica asked.

"Yeah she's quite capable," Hiram said.

"Okay, well I need to get back to work," Veronica said. "I've got to finish
that report on the factory employees I spoke with yesterday."

Before he father could keep her longer Veronica left his office.

"See you at lunch Veronica," Brigitte called to her as she left.

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It was lunch time and Veronica went to her father's office to meet him for
lunch. She arrived to see that Brigitte had already left for her lunch.
Veronica knocked on her father's door and entered his office. For the third
time that week Veronica walked in on her father masturbating.

"Jesus Christ Dad what is wrong with you?" Veronica shouted.

"I can't help it Veronica," Hiram said. "Just give me a minute or two to
finish here."

"I'll give you five, and make sure you wash your hands," Veronica said as she
left and waited outside in the hall.

Veronica stood impatiently at the door. A few minutes later she heard the
sound of the toilet in her father's private bathroom and then a minute later
her father left his office to join her. They made their way to the executive
cafeteria. When they arrived they saw that Brigitte was already there sitting
at a table by herself.

As Hiram and Veronica got their food Ted's assistant Rachel arrived and
immediately stormed over to Brigitte.

"Hey you bitch," Rachel shouted at Brigitte. "Thanks to you my workload has
more than doubled with my boss not in."

Brigitte, who was eating a Cobb salad, set her fork down and stood up. The
8'4" Brigitte utterly dwarfed the 5'1" Rachel. However Rachel wasn't backing
down.

"You mess with my boss you mess with me," Rachel said. "I'm gonna..."

She was cut off as Brigitte grabbed her by her blouse and lifted Rachel in
their like she was picking up a child's doll. She raised Rachel up so that the
two of them were face to face.

"You're gonna what?" Brigitte asked.

"I... uh... nothing," Rachel replied nervously.

Brigitte held Rachel out and then dropped. Rachel fell almost three feet to
the floor and slipped and fell on her butt. Acting as though nothing had
happened Brigitte sat back down and resumed eating her salad.

"My god, I didn't think she was that strong," Veronica commented quietly to
her father.

Hiram nodded. Brigitte didn't look particularly muscular, but then her arms
were probably bigger than a strong man's at her size.

"Are you going to do something about that?" Veronica asked.

"What exactly can I do?" Hiram responded.

Veronica didn't have a reply for her father. However one thing that Hiram did
need to do was masturbate again. Even though he had just finished he had a
raging erection in his pants once more.

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It was now Thursday afternoon and Hiram had been struggling all week with his
desire for Brigitte. He was finding it difficult to even concentrate on his
work. He was currently trying to compose an email to the board members of the
company about meeting next week, when Brigitte knocked on his door.

"Sir the legal department just sent over a few documents for you to sign,"
Brigitte said as she stuck her head in the door.

"Bring them here then," Hiram said.

Brigitte entered the office holding the documents. She handed them to Hiram so
he could read them over and sign and stood with her hands behind her back. The
pose caused her already massive breasts to be pushed forward even more and the
top button on her blouse suddenly popped off and flew past Hiram's head,
missing him by a millimeter.

In surprise Hiram accidently sent the papers flying. Most stayed on his desk,
but a few of them fell to the floor around Brigitte's feet.

"Oops, I am so sorry Mr. Lodge," Brigitte apologized as she bent down to pick
them up.

"Oh it's alright, it's..." Hiram started to say but he soon tailed off.

Brigitte had turned around to pick up some of the papers and Hiram was treated
to an extremely enticing view of her enormous round ass encased tightly in the
beige skirt she was wearing today. Hiram couldn't help but to stare at it.

"It's what?" Brigitte asked as she stood up.

"Pardon?" Hiram responded.

"You said It's alright, it's... and you trailed off," Brigitte said.

"Oh don't worry about it," Hiram said as she handed the paper back to him.

Hiram didn't even bother reading them he just signed them and handed them
back.

"Thank you," Brigitte said as she turned and left his office.

Hiram stared at her ass, watching it sway with her hips as she walked out of
the office. He then groaned as he looked back at the email he needed to
complete. It was going to be such a struggle with Brigitte on his mind.

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Friday arrived and when Hiram got to his office Brigitte was already there.

"Good morning Mister Lodge," she greeted him with a friendly smile.

"Hello Brigitte," he returned somewhat shortly as he quickly went into his
office.

He sat down behind his desk and quickly dropped his pants and began
masturbating. A moment later Brigitte entered his office.

"Mister Lodge, I've noticed that every morning you come in here and masturbate
for at least fifteen minutes," Brigitte said.

"What... how...?" Hiram stammered.

"I have ears you know," Brigitte replied with a coy smirk. "You make such a
cute noise when you cum."

Hiram stared at her shocked and embarrassed but he said nothing.

"What I don't understand is why you haven't asked me to help you with this,"
Brigitte said. "It's pretty obvious that I'm the source of your arousal."

"What, no Brigitte that's no," Hiram fumbled.

"Please Mister Lodge, don't say otherwise it's insulting," Brigitte said. "To
both of us."

Hiram nodded but said nothing.

"Now come let me help you out with that erection of yours," Brigitte said as
she patted the top of his desk. "Take a seat up here."

Hiram slowly stood up, his pants and underwear still around his ankles and
awkwardly shuffled around the desk and sat on it facing Brigitte. Once he did
Brigitte gave him a suggestive smirk as she slowly removed her suit jacket and
then began unbuttoning her blouse pausing between each button, her eyes locked
with Hiram's the entire time. When she had her blouse unbuttoned she
sensuously shrugged it to the ground leaving her wearing only her massive bra
which looked small compared to her enormous breasts.

Brigitte turned around and smiled at Hiram. She reached back and undid the
clasp of her bra. Slowly she removed her bra and held it up for him to see,
her back still to him. Hiram noticed that her breasts barely sagged at all
once the bra was removed. Brigitte twirled her bra on her finger a few times
before she flung it across the room and it landed on a small sculpture on
Hiram's bookshelf. She then turned around and Hiram saw her naked breasts for
the first time.

At the sight of her breasts Hiram's already semi-hard prick lengthened to its
full hard length of eleven inches. Brigitte's milky white flesh contrasted
with the dark tan of her areolae which were the size of saucers, and her thumb
sized nipples were erect and sticking out a full inch and a half. Brigitte
dropped down to her knees, and even on her knees she was still taller than
Hiram would have been if he were standing. Hiram stared at her huge breasts
which were now just inches away from him.

"Go on, give them a squeeze," Brigitte urged him. "You know you want to."

Hiram slowly reached out and grabbed a handful of each breast in his hands.
His hands looked so small compared to her breasts he noted. He squeezed her
breasts, the soft flesh feeling warm to his touch almost like warm jelly. They
were like two massive flesh pillows.

"They're so... soft," Hiram commented struggling for words.

Hiram struggled to understand how she had managed to crush Ted's hand between
her breasts the other day; it didn't seem possible.

"Tell me Hiram, have you ever felt breasts like mine before?" Brigitte asked.

Hiram shook his head no.

"And how many times have you had a tit-fuck?" Brigitte asked.

Hiram had to think for moment. He'd had plenty with his past assistants too
numerous to count quickly.

"A lot," he replied simply.

"Well this will be a tit-fuck like nothing you could even dream of," Brigitte
stated.

With a smile Brigitte gently took Hiram's hands off of her breasts and had him
rest them on the desk beside him. She then leaned forward and wrapped her
boobs around his rock hard cock. His prick quickly disappeared into the mass
of tit-flesh and Hiram let out a gasp as he felt the soft flesh of Brigitte's
breasts rubbing the length of his shaft as it went deeper and deeper into her
cleavage.

Brigitte squeezed her boobs together with her arms and began rubbing them up
and down Hiram's cock. Hiram let out a cry of pleasure from the soft
sensation. Brigitte then grabbed Hiram's hand once more and guided them up to
the sides of her breasts.

"I want you to squeeze these together," Brigitte instructed him.

Hiram was more than happy to do as she asked. Suddenly he felt Brigitte's
hands reach down and grab him by his buttocks.

"Hold on tight," Brigitte said.

She stood up as she lifted him up off of the desk holding him in front of her,
his prick still wrapped tightly in her breasts. She then began raising him up
and down causing him to fuck her tits. Brigitte was right, never in his
wildest dream could Hiram have dreamed of this. The sensation of her breasts
on his cock was amazing, while the fact that she was holding him like a child
in her arms was impressive. Brigitte began bouncing Hiram in her arms faster
and faster.

"Oh god! Oh god!" Hiram exclaimed.

Suddenly he let out a cry as his cock erupted. Brigitte cooed with delight as
she felt Hiram's cum ooze up her cleavage. Gently she set Hiram down on his
desk where he sat desperately panting.

"Did you enjoy that?" Brigitte asked as she put her hands on her hips.

"That was... amazing," Hiram replied.

Brigitte walked over and picked up her bra and began putting it back on.

"Well if you'd like I can give you that again, and even more," Brigitte
suggested with a coy smile.

Hiram looked at her and arched an eyebrow.

"Tell me Mister Lodge, would you like to come over to my place tonight for
dinner and dessert?" Brigitte asked suggestively.

"Yes, I would like that very much," Hiram said eagerly.

"Then do you mind if I were to leave work a little early today?" Brigitte
inquired as she picked up her blouse and began putting it back on.

"You know so I can get ready?"

"By all means," Hiram agreed. "Fridays are always slow."

"Thank you Mister Lodge," Brigitte said.

She walked over to his desk and grabbed a notepad and pen and wrote something
down.

"That's my address," Brigitte said. "Be there for six."

Brigitte picked up her suit jacket and left the office. Hiram was still
sitting on his desk with his pants around his ankles staring at the door. He
then glanced down at the address Brigitte had given him; he couldn't wait for
six o'clock.

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It was 5:58 as Hiram pulled up to the address that Brigitte had given him. It
was a newly built house in a subdivision that was still under construction.
The lots around it were all either empty or still under construction. In the
two-car wide driveway was a large white cargo van. Hiram guessed that it was
because she had recently moved here and was still in the process of moving. He
parked his own luxury sedan beside the van and then got out and went to the
front door.

As he looked around Hiram noticed that the door on the house was much larger
than normal, big enough in fact for Brigitte to go through without needing to
duck. Nervously he rang the doorbell and a moment later Brigitte answered the
door.

"Well look at that you're right on time," Brigitte said with a smile.

Hiram saw that Brigitte was wearing a pink lace chemise, and the only thing
she had on beneath it was a tiny pair of panties. Hiram could easily make out
Brigitte's nipples beneath the sheet fabric.

Brigitte stepped aside to allow Hiram into the house. He stepped in and looked
around. The house didn't have a great deal of square footage, but throughout
the house there were high twelve foot ceilings and all of the doorways were at
least nine feet high. It was open concept from the living room to the dining
room and into the kitchen. The house was sparsely furnished with just a long
leather L-shaped couch and a chair in the living room, and the dining room had
just the table with six chairs. The rest of the house was down a hallway just
off the kitchen that he couldn't see at the moment.

"Something smells good," Hiram commented.

"Well dinner will still be a while," Brigitte said. "But if you'd like we can
skip right to dessert."

Hiram reaction was the same as a child being given the same offer, although in
this case dessert meant something completely different.

"Yes, please!" Hiram agreed eagerly.

Brigitte led him over to the couch and motioned for him to have a seat.

"Wait here," she instructed him.

She then made her way into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. Hiram
watched as she opened the door and took something out. Then with her back
turned to Hiram she remove her chemise leaving her in nothing but her panties.
Hiram then heard a loud hissing noise that lasted for quite a while, followed
by another long loud hiss. When Brigitte turned around Hiram saw that her
massive breasts were covered in whip cream with a maraschino cherry stuck over
top of each nipple. Brigitte smirked at him as she made her way back over of
the couch and sat down beside him.

"Eat up," Brigitte said.

Hiram had never been more eager to lick up whipped cream or eat a cherry in
his life. He eagerly began licking all of the whipped cream off on Brigitte's
breasts starting with her right breast before he worked his way over to the
left. Brigitte sat watching him the entire time, a smile plastered on her
face.

Finally Hiram finished as he ate the cherry from off of Brigitte's left
breast. He looked up at Brigitte eager for what she had planned next. Brigitte
chuckled at the sight of some whipped cream stuck in his moustache. She
grabbed him by the back of the head and kissed him, licking the whipped cream
out of his moustache as she did.

"Did you enjoy your dessert?" Brigitte asked.

"Oh very much," Hiram replied.

"Well perhaps you could help me with something," Brigitte said. "It looks like
I'm now out of cream."

"You want me to go to the store?" Hiram asked confused.

"No silly I want you to give me your cream," Brigitte replied. "All over my
tits."

A look of realization crossed Hiram's face followed closely by a wide grin.
The shifted positions as Brigitte lay on couch. Hiram stood up and undid his
belt and dropped his pants and underwear, his dick was already mostly hard. He
then climbed onto

Brigitte's stomach and straddled her; he then stuck his cock in between her
giant tits.

"I want you to fuck my tits, fuck them like you've never fucked anything
before," Brigitte said.

Hiram squeezed her tits together with his hands as he began rocking his hips
back and forth. Her tits were so huge that even with his lack of flexibility
from his age he was able to bend down and suck and bite her nipples as he
fucked her.

"Oh yes!" Brigitte exclaimed loudly as he bit on her left nipple. "Ravage my
breasts!"

Hiram thrust his hips as hard as he could slamming his pelvis against her
tits. He bit and sucked on her tits as Brigitte moaned with pleasure. It
wasn't long before Hiram was at the point of climax.

"Pull out and cum on my tits! Cum on my tits!" Brigitte exclaimed loudly.

Hiram pulled out and jerked himself off a few times before he sprayed his load
all over Brigitte's gigantic breasts. He had never cum so much at once before
in his life but even then it was barely enough to cover half of her tits.
Exhausted Hiram got off Brigitte and flopped on the other side of the couch.

"Mmm, yummy," Brigitte moaned with delight as she licked some of Hiram's cum
off of her tits.

Hiram just sat and watched as Brigitte alternatively licked the cum off of
each of her tits. Brigitte occasionally would glance up at him and give him a
teasing wink. As Hiram caught his breath and recovered a few questions came to
his mind.

"Brigitte, how is it you are able to afford this place?" Hiram inquired.

"Well..." Brigitte hesitated. "I don't want you to think less of me."

"Brigitte I don't think that anything you tell me will change my opinion of
you," Hiram said.

"Alright," Brigitte agreed. "The house was a gift from a client."

"A client?" Hiram asked.

"Because of my size there have been some men willing to pay me a great deal of
money to have me... dominate them," Brigitte explained.

"You mean like a dominatrix?" Hiram asked.

"Yes," Brigitte answered.

"But women can make a great deal of money from that, why would you come work
for me as my executive assistant?" Hiram inquired.

"Well the number of clients I have are few and far between," Brigitte replied.
"I need a day job to supplement my income."

Hiram nodded in understanding.

"Say would you like to try a little domination session?" Brigitte asked. "Free
of charge of course."

Hiram considered for a moment. While he had been with hundreds of women, he
had never hired a dominatrix or otherwise been with one before. It was
something he had considered trying before but he had never really gotten
around to it because there was always another pretty assistant to fuck and
that had been enough. But now he had an assistant who was a dominatrix.

"Alright," Hiram agreed.

"Then wait right there," Brigitte said. "I'm going to get changed."

She left the living room heading down the hallway to what Hiram assumed was
her bedroom. While was gone he leaned back and did his best to slow his
breathing and calm himself. He knew at his age it wasn't good to over exude
himself.

A few minutes later Brigitte returned and Hiram let out a shocked gasp. She
was wearing a leather harness made of multiple strips of studded leather
connected by metal rings about the size of a silver dollar. There was large
section that covered her crotch sort of like a thong, and two more that
covered up her nipples. As she walked around the couch Hiram saw that the back
was quite open with nothing covering her ass except for two thin straps. She
stopped in front of him, a riding crop in her hand.

"So are you ready little man?" she asked holding the riding crop under his
chin.

Hiram didn't say anything but just gave a slight nod.

"Then come with me," Brigitte said.

She took him by the wrist and led him back to her bedroom. Once they were
inside she closed and locked the door. Hiram looked around the room. It was
rather sparsely furnished. There was just the one dresser, her bed and a pair
of nightstands on each side of the bed. There were two pictures on the
dresser. One was Brigitte as she was now, and the other was Brigitte but
vastly overweight, she looked like she had been 5'6 and over three hundred
pounds.

"What's with this?" Hiram asked as he walked over to the pictures.

Suddenly Brigitte grabbed him by the back of his shirt and threw him on to the
bed with one hand. Her strength surprised Hiram and he looked up at her.

"Did I say you can look at that?" Brigitte asked him.

"Well no but..." Hiram started to reply.

"That's no Mistress," Brigitte snapped cutting him off. "Now you must be
punished for disobedience."

Hiram didn't realize that they were beginning already. Brigitte opened the top
drawer of one nightstand and pulled out two pairs of hand cuffs. She put one
on each of Hiram's wrists and then attached them to the headrest of her bed,
trapping him in place.

"I think perhaps a demonstration of what the punishment for continued
disobedience is in order," Brigitte said sternly.

She walked over to her closet and opened the door and grabbed something from
inside and pulled it out. It took Hiram a moment to realize what it was, it
was his daughter Veronica stripped to her underwear and tied up and gagged!

"Veronica! Brigitte what are you doing? Why is she here? What is going on?"
Hiram demanded as he pulled on his restraints.

"Did I say you can speak?" Brigitte asked angrily. "I'll have to put an end to
that."

She walked over to her night stand and pulled out a ball gag. Hiram tried to
resist but he was powerless to as she fastened the ball gag to him, preventing
him from speaking. With a sinister smirk Brigitte then turned her attention to
Veronica. She reached down and with a single tug snapped the ropes that were
restraining Veronica's ankles. However Veronica's arms were still bound at the
wrist behind her back and there was still a gag in her mouth. With one hand
Brigitte lifted Veronica up onto her feet.

"Now Veronica I want you to know that this is nothing personal," Brigitte
said. "Not like all that stuff you used to say about me behind my back, back
in high school."

Veronica gave Brigitte a surprised look.

"What, oh you didn't realize that I knew about that?" Brigitte asked
mockingly.

Veronica tried to respond but whatever she said was completely muffled by the
gag.

"I'm pretty sure you thought that all the boys in school were attracted to
you," Brigitte said. "But what boy would be interested in these little
beestings that you call tits? No, they were just interested in your money.
When men want tits, they want something like these!"

Brigitte hefted her own tits with her hands and then pulled away the leather
that was covering her nipples which was just attached to the harness by a trio
of buttons.

"Now these are real breasts," Brigitte said shoving her tits in Veronica's
face.

Veronica tried to back away but Brigitte grabbed her and held her face up
against her boobs. Each breast was nearly twice the size of Veronica's head.
Veronica felt incredibly intimidated as she was dwarfed by Brigitte's tits.

"Come on Veronica, get in nice and close to them," Brigitte said.

She grabbed Veronica from behind and began hugging Veronica up into her
breasts. She lifted Veronica off the ground squeezing her hard into her
breasts. Veronica kicked and squirmed to try and get free but Brigitte had a
vice like grip on her.

"Don't you like them?" Brigitte asked mockingly.

She began squeezing Veronica even tighter. Veronica let out a muffled scream
and there was a crack as one of her ribs broke.

"Mmm, oh yes!" Brigitte moaned enjoyed the feeling as she crushed Veronica
against herself.

Brigitte continued to squeeze as Veronica screamed and yelled through her gag
as more and more of her bones were broken. On the bed Hiram desperately tried
to get free so he could try and help his daughter but he was unable to.

"Oh yeah I'm going to fucking destroy you Veronica!" Brigitte exclaimed
excitedly.

Brigitte squeezed as hard as she could moan with ecstasy as she did.
Veronica's entire body was compressed violently against Brigitte's massive
tits. Brigitte worked Veronica's legs in between her own thick thighs and
squeeze, crushing Veronica's legs. In mere moments Veronica was crushed into
oblivion as Brigitte let out an orgasmic moan. Hiram saw something wet
tricking from between Brigitte's legs, like from Brigitte climaxing.

Brigitte then let out a sigh as she let Veronica's remains slough to the
floor. She then turned to face Hiram.

"Pretty impressive right?" Brigitte asked with a smirk.

Hiram shook his head no. However his erection was sticking straight up in the
air like a flag pole. Brigitte walked around to the end of the bed and then
slowly crawled on. She leaned down and licked Hiram's shaft starting from near
his balls and working her way up to the head.

"Looks like that little display turned you on," Brigitte commented slyly.

Hiram was disgusted by the fact that it had, but his body seemed incapable of
resisting the allure of Brigitte.

"Would you like some help, lowering your flag?" Brigitte asked as she
teasingly bit her lower lip.

Hiram just stared at her wide-eyed barely moving. Brigitte continued to crawl
forward till she was straddling him.

"You've already fucked my tits twice today," Brigitte said. "But my pussy
needs a little action."

Brigitte reached behind her and grasped Hiram's cock with one hand and spread
her vagina open with the other. She then lowered herself down onto Hiram's
cock, slowly but easily taking his entire eleven inches into her. Hiram felt
quite a bit of pressure as most of her considerable weight rested on his
pelvis.

"Mmm, oh yes that's a nice cock you've got," Brigitte commented with a
pleasured moan.

Slowly she began rocking her hips back and forth, fucking Hiram's prick. She
placed her hands on the headboard and her massive breasts were soon inches
away from Hiram's face.

"Mmm, yes," Brigitte moaned with delight.

She leaned down, pressing her tits against Hiram's face as she continued to
fuck him. Hiram quickly realized that he was having trouble breathing, that
Brigitte's breasts were smothering him. He began struggling against his
restraints once more trying to get free. He began thrashing about as it was
becoming difficult to breath. But this only seemed to increase Brigitte's
pleasure.

"Oh yes, that's it," Brigitte cooed. "Yes Hiram! Yes!"

Hiram continued to struggle but his struggle began to lessen as he could tell
he was suffering from oxygen deprivation. Soon his struggles had all but
ceased as he was on the verge of passing out.

"Yes! Yes!" Brigitte exclaimed as she picked up the pace fucking Hiram faster.

Brigitte was seemingly oblivious to the fact that Hiram was literally dying,
or else she didn't care. Suddenly she let out a loud cry as she climaxed for
the second time. Hiram's cock responded by ejaculating and filling her with
cum, but then a moment later Hiram gave one last desperate gasp for air but
got nothing but a mouthful of Brigitte's tits as his heart then stopped.
Brigitte lay where she was for several minute before she finally climbed off
of Hiram.

Hiram's eyes were wide open staring up at the ceiling but he was clearly dead.
Brigitte smiled and then reached into the drawer of the nightstand that hadn't
contained the gags and handcuffs and pulled out a cell phone. She then sent a
single message which read, it's done before tossing the phone on the ground
and stomping on it breaking it.

Brigitte then left the room and went to the garage and she picked up two large
cans of gasoline. She went back in the house and began pouring the gasoline
everywhere in every room.

About partway through this the doorbell rang and Brigitte went and answered
the door. Standing outside was Hiram's wife and Veronica's mother, Hermione
Lodge. The petite 5'3" 95 lbs. fifty-five year old women was wearing a navy
pinstripe women's suit.

"So it's finished?" Hermione asked.

"You can see for yourself," Brigitte said as she gestured for Hermione to
enter.

The two of them made their way to the bedroom. Hermione entered and looked at
Hiram's corpse and the shattered remains of Veronica.

"Excellent work," Hermione commented.

"It was my pleasure," Brigitte said. "Literally."

"I'm going to miss that prick," Hermione commented as she looked at Hiram's
corpse.

"But don't you need him dead?" Brigitte asked a little confused.

"I was simply referring to his penis," Hermione said. "I loathed just about
everything else about the man."

Brigitte and Hermione both laughed.

"When you finish up here my private jet will be at the airport ready to take
you to an island where you will be safe while this blows over," Hermione said.
"And the money has been transferred into the numbered account in the Caymans
that we agreed to."

"Are you sure you don't want me to deal with your son in-law too before I go?"
Brigitte asked.

"No I think I'll deal with Archie personally," Hermione replied.

Hermione then went over to Veronica's crushed form lying on the floor. Almost
lovingly she stroked a large strand of Veronica's hair.

"It would have been nice if this could have been avoided," Hermione said
quietly to Veronica's flattened corpse. "But unfortunately you were just too
much of a daddy's girl. Perhaps eventually you could have been brought around
eventually but unfortunately time was of the essence."

Hermione kissed her fingers and then pressed them to Veronica's corpse before
she stood up. She turned around and faced Brigitte.

"It looks like you enjoyed this," Hermione commented.

"Well Veronica wasn't exactly the nicest girl to me in highschool," Brigitte
said. She walked over and picked up the picture of herself when she had been
obese.

"Thanks to you I now have the body I always dreamed of," Brigitte said as she
stared at the picture of herself.

"Make sure you take that with you," Hermione reminded her. "Leave no evidence
behind."

Brigitte nodded and walked Hermione to the door. Hermione got into her waiting
limousine and Brigitte then went about pouring gasoline over the rest of the
house. When she had finished she got dressed into some normal clothes and then
poured a trail out to the driveway. She then backed the cargo van out to the
street and while it idled she got out and stood at the end of the driveway
holding a lighter. She tossed the lighter onto the trail of gasoline. The
gasoline ignited and made its way into the house. Brigitte stood watching as
the entire house went up in flames and the fire soon raged out of control.
Satisfied that any evidence was destroyed Brigitte climbed into the van and
drove off.

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