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The office costume party was going well despite the fact that Chelsea found herself stuck in the filing room again. The problem with being the office's only secretary meant that if it got busy, even during an event, she still had to work. She quietly flipped through the files searching for a set of old negatives while occasionally trying to pull her skirt back down. She'd been the 'sexy secretary' at every opportunity as it was her favorite costume, although it seemed a bit smaller as of late. Granted, it had started out small to begin with but this year it seemed even smaller. Chelsea at least couldn't recall ever being able to see her bra though the shirt before but she thought it made the outfit just that much more sexy.

The phone began to ring on the old disused filing room desk and she moved from the cabinets to the tiny swivel chair. Answering the phone and automatically launching into her 'thank you for calling' speech she grabbed one of the chairs arms and sat down. The chair's arms pushed back against her as she lowered herself into the chair and for a moment she thought that she may not actually be able to sit down. However, as she brought her full weight down she popped onto the seat, the arms bending just enough to squeeze her in. She blindly reached for the pen that had been sitting on the corner of the desk to take notes on the call, but only succeeded in knocking it onto the floor.

Sighing and asking the caller to please hold she tried to lean forward to grab it only to suddenly stop as the sound of fabric on the verge of tearing reached her ears. She HAD been overindulging in the break room a couple of moments ago and Lori had really been cranking out the baked goods over the past week. Maybe this outfit really was past it's prime, but she didn't want to go back into the main office with her clothes barely hanging on... again. Instead she tried to stand and found that the chair held onto her butt quite tightly in it's plastic and steel grip and she just couldn't wiggle free. Chelsea pressed the phone into her shoulder and tried with all her might to press down on the armrests with the hope that should could pop back out, but it was no use. She was totally wedged into the chair.

As politely as she could Chelsea asked the caller if they would mind calling back in a couple of minutes. Hanging up the phone and blushing quite brightly, she began to scoot the chair back towards the doorway. Hopefully she'd run into Kate, who likely wouldn't make too much fun of her predicament, but if it was another employee all bets would be off.