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 Costumes and fun abounded at the annual office halloween party, though the
fun was more evident on the two ladies than on any of the men.  Janice and
Sheila were the business owners that loved their position.  They made
attendance of their many parties mandatory.  It wasn't so much that you
couldn't say no.  It was that your treatment would be so much worse if you
did.  Janice and Sheila loved being the boss.  Their employees were
regularly subjected to all manner of insult and indignation and
overworking. The better looking men were also targeted for a great deal of
sexual harrassment.  Both Janice and Sheila were sultry, sexy ladies, but
that was little consolation since they both had a special talent for
disrespect.  Gatherings like these were just the tip of the iceberg of
their abuse of power.

   Janice, with dark hair and well rounded, curvy body, was dressed as a
french maid.  Her outfit wasn't as revealing as you'd think, but by its
basic nature it was still enticing.  Sandy haired, sleek bodied Sheila was
in a tight nurse's uniform.  It might have been tight, but it wasn't
revealing.  That was something that neither Sheila or Janice would wear. 
Still, their costumes were deliberately sexy, if tastefully so.  It was
something they both liked, catching the eye of a man working for them. 
Like so many other things, they used their sex appeal as a weapon.

   After enjoying some time of pressing themselves into the conversations
of their workers and enjoying the fake laughter every time they told a
joke, Sheila said to her partner, "What idiot dressed up as Santa Claus for
a Halloween party?"

   It took a moment or two for Janice to decide, "I don't think that's a
costume.  I think that's the real thing." Of course she was right.  Santa
put in an appearance, and as he came close it was obvious to anyone seeing
that he was very real.  Instead of red and white, his clothes were orange
trimmed in black for the halloween holiday, but other than that, everything
was familiar.  Most everyone was happy to see him as he handed out big
helpings of the best Halloween candy, guaranteed magically not to fatten
anyone up.  Janice and Sheila both found his uninvited presence rather
obnoxious.  Of course neither of them had much use for Santa Claus.  When
she was close enough, Sheila even snidely demanded, "Aren't you getting out
a little early, Santa?"

   "Oh cut him some slack, Sheila." That was Rick, a young man who
immediately regretted saying that once he felt the withering glares of his
bosses.

   "Ho Ho Ho!  It's all right, Rick.  Sheila and Janice aren't going to be
very happy that I'm here.  I think everyone else will remember this party
fondly though.  I think we'll improve it by altering some costumes first."
With a snap of his fingers, a trio of elves arrived complete with tailoring
supplies.  "All right," Santa said, "let's get everyone into the halloween
spirit." The elves rushed to Ted who was dressed in a fairly cheap police
uniform.  The elves moved around him in a whirlwind of magic that subsided
only after his costume was improved in every way conceivable.  He looked so
much the part that one of his fellow workers quipped, "I hope he doesn't
see that I'm parked illegally."

   The three elves rushed around the room changing one outfit after another
until everyone was in a costume that was worthy of a hollywood set.  It had
the appropriate effect, generally lifting spirits and causing smiles.  The
only two that were left out were the bosses, Janice and Sheila.  Of course
they took exception to that.  Janice didn't quite sound demanding when she
asked, "What about us Santa?  Don't we get better costumes too?"

   "Of course you do.  We'll change yours bit by bit though to make it
special.  We'll start with those hemlines." The three elves had been almost
disinterested in their work until then.  With greedy smiles, all three spun
about Janice and Sheila for a moment.  The maid and nurse outfits remained
unaltered except for the skirts, both of which were now almost indecent
miniskirts.  "OH!" "OH oh OH!" The two of them were showing more leg than
they ever had before in the office, and what legs!  A few of the office
employees were bold enough to laugh or clap, and one even whistled.

   "Santa," Sheila said breathlessly, "this wasn't what we had in mind!"

   "But you're on the naughty list.  I think we'll keep modifying those
costumes as the party goes on."

   "WHAT?" That was both snooty women at once.  "Santa, you can't do this
to us.  It isn't even Christmas."

   As they tried to walk past, Santa put his arms around them gently.  It
was enough to stop them magically.  "You're not going anywhere.  This party
will last all night."

   "We can't stay here like this," Janice said, overly conscious of the
staring at her legs.

   "Hm, we'll do a little more then."

   "No!  That's not what I meant!" Her sentence had barely stopped when the
tailor elves had zipped their next piece of work complete.  The neckline of
both costumes dropped to show generous amounts of inspiring cleavage from
both women.

   "I think you should serve some punch now."

   The two ladies fumed, but when they looked to each other, they knew that
they didn't have it in them to refuse.  The tailor elves were pouring some
of Santa's favorite whiskey into the punch to give it a kick and to spice
up the party.

   With a cold smile, sexy nurse Sheila delivered a cup to Stan.  He took a
sip right off and the alcohol had its effect.  It didn't make a person
drunk, but it had other effects that would be more than unfortunate for
Sheila and Janice.  As Sheila turned away, Stan gave her pretty bum a quick
pat.  "HEY!" She might have slapped him, but Santa waved a finger
accusingly, "You're a naughty list girl.  Take what you get tonight."

   "But Santa!"

   "No buts!"

   Another male employee corrected that, "Wrong.  A couple of great butts!"
He clapped a hand on Sheila's ass.  She squawked and sped up.  It really
chilled her to see that someone else had a hand full of Janice's derrierre
as well.  Were they really going to spend the party being pawed by their
employees?

   Janice hissed to her partner, "What are we going to do?"

   "I don't know!  We're on the naughty list!"

   "Are we really that naughty?"

   "Stop talking like an eight year old.  AWPP!" One of their accountants
had grabbed Sheila's butt right at that moment.  She shot away and over to
Santa.  "Uhm, uhm, uhm, Mr.  Claus, sir, I've heard stories about ladies on
your naughty list, and I want to know what we can do to get out of this."

   "Don't you worry," Santa told her, "just have fun." He set her on Bob's
lap who immediately wrapped one arm around her waist, ran one hand up and
down her luscious thigh and stared openly at her exceptional cleavage.

   Janice was caught in a trio of happy men who were telling her just how
much they loved her body, complimenting on each bit as she blushed and
fumed.  One by one each of them took a quick feel of her well rounded butt,
and Janice took it.  Then one of them just had to cop a feel of one of her
tits.  She shrieked in indignation as she knocked her way through them. 
"That's enough!  Don't forget who's the boss here!"

   Janice glared around, daring anyone to defy her.  As she started in
berating everyone close, Sheila shouted, "Janice, no!  It'll only get
worse!"

   "Too late," the happy little tailor elves said.  They zipped around
Janice altering her costume farther.  Her little maid costume got littler.
It was in two pieces now.  It had a very short skirt that was just high
enough in back to show a very little bit of cheek.  Her top showed no more
cleavage but there was a great expanse of skin between it and her skirt.

   While Janice shivered and then spun in place, the elves went to work on
Sheila's outfit.  Sheila's nurse uniform became something that more or less
resembled a one piece swimsuit, very tight on that fabulous body, showing
the same great cleavage.  The bottom part of it was cut so high though that
Sheila almost felt exposed already.  It just barely covered her bush on
either side and in back it was narrow enough that it didn't cover even half
of her ass.  "NO!  Oh Janice just shut up!"

   "I'm sorry!  I'm sorry!" To Santa she begged, "We'll behave this next
year!  I promise!  Oh let us get dressed again!"

   Santa however just made certain that more of that wonderful magic drink
was handed out, loosening the inhibitions of the employees.  With that and
so much more skin showing, it was a sure thing that Sheila and Janice were
going to have plenty of hands on them.  "I think our lovely servers should
hand these out."

   Red faced and desperately holding back both anger and shame, Janice and
Sheila took the cups of magical drink around, quite often getting a little
pat to the derrierre in return for a cup.  A few times it was more daring
as there were now a few boob gropes and Rick even put his fingertips to
Sheila's barely covered pussy.

   Half way through, Sheila couldn't stand it.  "It's this stuff we're
handing out isn't it!  That's what's making everyone so grabby."

   "YEAH!" shouted everyone at once.  Santa only smiled his big warm smile.

   "Well I won't do it any more," Sheila said.  "You can't make us make
them do this to us!  It isn't fair."

   Santa looked like he was considering that, then he waved a hand to his
two eager little tailors.  Sheila panicked.  "WAIT!  NO!  I take it back!
Don't do any more!"

   Santa casualy held up a hand to stop his elves.  "It sounds like you
mean that."

   "I do!"

   "We do!" Janice agreed.

   "We'll apologize to everyone for the way we've treated them, really."

   Again, Santa put a thoughtful hand to his chin as he considered.  "No, I
think we'll do a little more modifying."

   "WHAT!?" "WHY!?"

   "It doesn't feel too good to be forced to grovel and then still be
ignored, does it?"

   In spite of themselves, Sheila and Janice saw the justice in it.  They
even held still for the elves who advanced slowly in order to draw out the
moment for the entertainment of the partiers and for the humiliation of the
bosses.  One elf whipped around Sheila, changing her nurse's uniform in two
ways.  The neckline of it became a V that plunged down to her navel.  The
magical nature of the outfit pressed her tits together, maintaining a close
cleavage valley.  In back her outfit wasn't just narrow over her butt, it
became a thong back that completely bared her gorgeous, fit buns.  She
nearly collapsed in embarrassment.  "OH NO!"

   Janice's outfit change was faster, but no better.  Once Sheila's was
done, the other elf grabbed the back of her skirt and whipped it off like a
magician pulling a table cloth.  Janice shrieked as she realized that the
little apron in front of her was the only thing between her pussy and the
world.  In back, her totally bare buns set everyone applauding.  Both of
the boss ladies turned in place hoping to be out of any immediate reach. 
They were, but that really only put the new exposure on display to
everyone.

   "Have some punch," Santa told them happily as he brought a drink for
each blushing boss.  They were both so fearful of any further embarrassment
that neither refused.  As they drank the magical fluid, it had a different
effect on them since they were naughty list girls.  Without being entirely
aware of it, both Sheila and Janice lost the ability to even try to cover
themselves.  Their hands stopped any attempt at covering their bums.

   Santa made them hand out candy canes to everyone, and as you'd expect
there were plenty of grabs, swats, pats and rubs to the bare bottoms that
delivered the candy.  It was all that the two unfortunate ladies could do
to contain their anger.  One particularly brazen man urged Sheila to sit on
his lap, and because of the magical drink, she did.  "Look, Frank,
EEEEeeEEE!!!" She squealed after he had slipped one side of her plunging
neckline over, baring one breast.  He was the only one that got a good look
before she had her outfit put back.  "Don't you do that!"

   Frank was undeterred.  "You've got some nice tits, boss!" With that he
helped himself to a real good feel of the boss booby he had seen a moment
before.  Only after he'd had a few seconds of squeezing did Sheila find
herself able to slip off his lap.  The surrounding jeers and laughter made
her shiver and hang her head.

   A moment later, Janice had her own involuntary flash.  When she got
close, someone grabbed the bottom of her little apron and lifted it up to
get a look at her sexy dark bush, a nice triangle that was thicker in the
middle than at the edges.  Again, only one man got a good look, but it was
too much for her.  Her hand shot down to replace her apron as she shouted,
"Dan!  You're fired!"

   Sheila screamed, "Janice no!"

   Santa's merry laugh drowned out any other sound.  "Too late, Sheila."

   Janice realized her error too late.  "No, no, I didn't mean it!  Really!
Dan, you're not fired.  NO!" she shouted when the tailor elves leaped into
action.  She still had on the white cap that made it a maid's uniform, but
nothing else came through intact.  The lower half of Janice's costume
remained almost the same except that the little apron protecting her beaver
was just a bit smaller.  Her top barely existed.  It wasn't even a bikini
top.  It was just a band of black fabric trimmed in that white lace, and it
was only barely over one inch at its widest.  It covered her nipples but
not much else.  Her sexy big tits were almost totally exposed.  The
glorious curve of her underboob was incredible.

   Sheila's costume was similarly skimpy.  After the elves adjusted it all
that remained was essentially a tiny slingshot bikini.  In front it was
just two strips of thin white fabric running down to cover nipple, but
little else of her wonderful boobs.  The right one was adorned with a red
cross to make sure it was still a nurse's outfit.  Another red cross was on
the point where the two strips converged to protect her pussy from view. 
In back it was just two white strings running up from her butt crack. 
Nothing of her body was covered behind.  The only other thing she was
wearing was her nurse's cap.

   The two very exposed women were visibly nervous, squirming in place. 
Thanks to Santa's booze, neither of them could resist playing their role.
Without much pretense, the ladies mingled with everyone else as the party
continued.  Every so often there was a hand that ran along a thigh or
grabbed a bared cheek.  That was the best of it.  At times some of the more
daring employees would slide a hand along the length of one of the nearly
naked bodies.  Sheila and Janice nearly exploded with embarrassed anger
every time.

   Then, after half an hour or so of that, Clark, the handsome young man
that suffered the most harrassment from the two ladies, decided that he was
ready to get even.  When he was within arm's reach of Sheila, he held her
wrist with one hand.  He smiled warmly while she glared at him icily.  His
hand slipped under one side of the front of her costume.  Sheila whimpered
sexily as his hand moved up over her boob, fondling and squeezing for
several seconds.  That same hand wandered down her body, all the time under
the thin white strip of cloth that kind of covered her.  Sheila couldn't
help squawking out loud as his fingers made contact with her bush.  He
combed his way through it with delight.  It was a narrow bit, but it was
thick and luscious under his fingertips.

   Janice got it worse when Clark got his hands on her.  She had seen his
groping of her partner, so she stayed away as long as she could.  Then,
when she was too busy fending off three other wandering hands, Clark was
behind her.  One arm wrapped around her waist so that she couldn't escape
while he took a good squeeze of one big round tit, then the other.  Other
men around encouraged him and were rewarded for it when Clark lifted the
apron over her beaver.  Clark himself couldn't see it, but several others
were treated to a good look at her dark triangle.  Then of course Clark
took a bit of time to enjoy the feel of that bush before he finally let her
go.

   Janice and Sheila both pleaded with Santa to make the party stop.  They
swore that they would behave and treat their employees better from then on.
He knew they were telling the truth, but he wasn't certain how long the
lesson would stick.  So he told the two lovelies, "You're almost done, but
first we're going to bob for apples."

   Neither Sheila nor Janice knew why that would be humiliating, but they
were already feeling a dreadful suspense.  A large metal tub was brought in
by a crowd of happy elves.  It was filled with water and apples while
everyone watched.  The two scantily clad lovelies were surrounded by a mass
of the happy elves who didn't look menacing at all.  "Get the girls ready,"
Santa said.  In a whirlwind of motion, the two tailor elves swept around
the pretties, adjusting the outfits for the last time.  The nurse's cap and
maid's cap were still in place, but everything else was gone!  The two boss
ladies had been stripped stark naked for everyone to see.  The resulting
scream was loud enough to make everyone take a step or two back, but no one
averted their eyes.  The naked pair flung their arms across their bodies,
but the elves were having none of that.  In another moment the women were
held in place, arms away from their bodies.  Everyone in the office was
getting an eye full of full frontal nudity on them both.  "Stop looking at
us!" "This isn't fair!  It's too much!"

   In her efforts to break free, Janice shook her big round boobs back and
forth delightfully.  Sheila didn't even try, she just stood there dejected
and furious as everyone's eyes drank in the sight of her bare boobs and
sandy blonde bush.

   The two unfortunate women weren't done either.  The elves carried them
to the big apple tank and dropped them in unceremoniously.  For a moment
both Sheila and Janice tried to climb back out.  Then they realize that at
least they were where they could not be easily ogled.  There were so many
apples that they were mosly concealed.

   Someone wondered, "Isn't bobbing for apples unhygenic?"

   "It is," Santa said.  "That's why we'll just let you reach in to grab
one."

   Neither of the naked women in the tub of apples were certain they had
heard that right.  "Wait...  What?"

   "Step right up!" one of the elves said, and immediately there was a line
of eager men ready to play the game.

   "Wait!  NO!" Sheila and Janice tried to climb out fast, but the elves
surrounding the tub kept them in.  So the first of the office employees
stepped up and reached in.  It seemed to take him a while to grab an apple,
but only Sheila and Janice objected to that.  His hand wandered around in
that water, finding a few pieces of delightful anatomy instead of apples.
After several minutes of that, he withdrew his fruit and stepped back.

   "Oh my god," Janice moaned.  "They're all going to do that."

   Again and again, one after another, each of the employees reached in and
took time running a hand over the naked bodies in the water.  Every so
often Janice and Sheila would try to break out, but every time they were
pushed back by the elves.

   After what seemed forever, after so many hands had touched rubbed and
grabbed their bums, boobs and bushes, the two ladies were allowed to leave
the tub.  Standing there wet and naked, they swore, "We promise that we'll
never make the naughty list again.  Just let this party end."

   They were finally given a towels and mercy.  "Ho Ho Ho.  Be sure to be
nice in the office from now on ladies, or I'll be back next year."