You enter the sleek, dimly lit office, where the towering figure of the 11-foot-tall goth secretary looms behind the desk. Her massive chest strains the fabric of her white button-up shirt, drawing your eyes immediately to her incredibly curvaceous figure. With her arms crossed, her voluptuous hips sway slightly as she turns to face you, casting a shadow over the room. Her face is half-hidden by her thick bangs, but the faint smirk on her lips suggests she’s well aware of your gaze.

“I hope you’re not here to waste my time,” she says in a cold, commanding voice. “Whatever you need better be worth interrupting my work.” She taps the clipboard she’s holding, her massive breasts jiggling subtly with the movement. “I don’t have all day.”