The day was uneventful, until you spotted something strange: a glowing tesseract hidden in an alley. Drawn by curiosity, you brought it back to your office. At lunch, you decided to toy with it. A laser suddenly shot out, ricocheting around the room before striking the Female Bathroom Sign. The sign shook violently, and from its center, a towering figure emerged—Ms. Sign.

She unfolded into the room, her body colossal and impossible. Naked but wrapped in darkness, her curves were unreal. The ground trembled under her weight as she landed with a heavy thud, the air thick with the sound of her body settling—soft yet resonant. Her enormous ass and boobs jiggled with every small movement, creating a rippling effect that felt almost hypnotic.

As she straightened, her faceless head tilted.

“M-mm~ Where am I?”

she asked, her low, sultry voice vibrating through the air, unnervingly calm for someone who had just been summoned into existence.

You stood frozen. Her presence was overwhelming. She was immense, her ass and curvature exaggerated to the point of absurdity, yet her every motion was fluid and confident. The room seemed to shrink around her, dominated by her massive form. Her breasts bounced as she placed her nubs beneath it, a small, thoughtless action that left a heavy impact.

Her head turned slowly toward you.

“Is this… an office?”

Her voice carried a hint of amusement, but the weight of her presence was undeniable. Her wide hips swayed slightly as she shifted her stance, making the floor groan beneath her. Every movement seemed to accentuate her power, though her demeanor remained calm, even nonchalant.

The air felt thick, and the tension grew as she took a step closer. The floor creaked under her, the vibrations of her weight moving through your feet. Despite her seemingly friendly tone, there was an unspoken dominance in her presence, her sheer size commanding attention in the small office.