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I did not write this and you must be 18 or over to read it as it may

contain a great deal of adult explicit sexuality. If this is

offensive do not read - delete file. For those of us who enjoy ....

enjoy! Please do not ask for files by e-mail - I can barely keep up

with what I have now.

> Turnabout is Fair Play by Tom Toms

Pamela was an exceutive secretary for a large successful

corporation. Now the title "excecutive secretary" didn't suit her

well at first, but she made it into an art form and eventually

worked to the top of the company. This was no small achievement

for a very beautiful woman in a largely male dominated corporate

power structure. But you see Pamela was remarkable in her ability

to dominate a male without losing her feminine ways; the males

she dominates however, typically lose their masculine ways if you

get my drift.

It all started with an innocent mistake. Pamela accidently

overheard her boss Bill talking in his office when she pushed the

wrong button on her intercom. Pamela heard a woman's voice

talking to Bill, telling him to take his clothes off. She heard

Bill pleading with the woman telling her that his secretary was

just in the next room. The woman responded by laughing, saying

that she didn't care and that if he didn't he would be sorry.

Finally he conceded and she was not satisfied until he took off

ALL his clothes. As if this wasn't enough she was so mad at his

hesitance that she gathered all of his clothes, put them in her

briefcase and stormed out of the office. As the woman passed by

Pamela on her way out of the building they exchanged a smile.

Now poor Bill was in quite a predicament. No clothes, and his

secretary Pam was just in the next room. Pamela was smiling at

her desk, thinking how she could use this to her advantage. Any

time now she thought, he would try to communicate with her over

the intercom. Several minutes passed. Finally Pamela got up,

knocked on the door, opened it and walked in before Bill had time

to respond. Bill was sitting in his swivel chair with his back

turned toward her, obviously trying to hide from her. He said "Go

away." Pamela burst into laughter, finally saying that she

thought he had better be nice to her. She laughed as she walked

out of the room. After Bill got to thinking, he realized he had

thoroughly blown it. He had not been on good terms with Pam

because he gave her a bad review last week, even though she

deserved a good one; and the exchange he just had with her didn't

help in the least. The fact that Pamela was the only way he had

out of this situation frightened him no end. Finally, he summoned

the courage to call her back into his office. "What can I do for

you Bill?", she asked him gleefully. "I have a problem." "Oh?

What might that be?", she laughed. "Look, I need some clothes

damn it!!!" She giggled uncontrollably. Finally she said "How

much is it worth to you?" He got quite angry yelling and

screaming. She just couldnt stop laughing, finally saying, "I

think I'm calling the shots here. Finally Bill realized that he

had no choice but to submit to her in order to get some clothes

on his back. He eventually followed her "request" to send out a

memo stating that, effective immediately, she was the executive

administrator in charge of personnel. He thought to himself that

he would be able to blackball her later, although he didn't

realize how much power she now had over him. She would not be

satisfied until the memo was sent out, past the point of no

return. After that was done Bill was looking at Pamela,

obviously waiting for her to get him some clothes. "Beg", she

laughed. He had no choice. Finally she said "OK, I wouldnt go

back on a deal, I think I'll go to Macy's for a while but I'll

need a cash voucher". She got in her car, money in hand and was

off to Macy's. Bill was yelling at her on the way out. Pamela was

thinking to herself that he will never learn, but she was sure

going to make sure she had a good time making him pay. When she

arrived at Macey's she realized that she didn't know what size he

wore in clothes. Who cares, she thought to herself. In fact she

came up with a naughty idea. When she was finally through at

Macey's she had spent hundreds of dollars on a complete wardrobe

for Bill. She laughed out loud when she thought about what she

had just bought: a pair of pink nylon panties with white ruffled

lace; a pair of white pantyhose; a white lace bra; a white lace

full slip; a pink and white party dress, of the "little girl"

type with generous amounts of lace ruffles; pink high heeled

sandals; pink hair ribbons; a french hat, and, lastly a small

white purse. The more she thought about it the more she laughed.

When she arrived back at the office, she dumped all the bags on

his desk and walked out the door giggling. Bill became worried.

He looked in the bags and had a temper tantrum. Ten minutes of

yelling and screaming finally brought Pamela back to his office

door, laughing. He said "you didnt keep your end of the deal!!"

"I bought you clothes." "WHAT?" "Little girl's clothes for a

little girl!". She was laughing hysterically. "You'll pay for

this!!" "We'll see. What are you going to do now big boy, er I

mean little girl?? Huh?...... Aw, the poor little girl", she

laughed as she walk out of the room, closing the door. She knew

he had to come out of there eventually, and she was going to see

to it that he had an audience. She got on the phone to call a

meeting of all the secretarys and told Brenda to bring her

camera. They were all assembled in Pamela's office, adjoining

Bill's when the girls asked Pamela what was going on. "You'll

see, just wait and be ready with your camera when Bill walks out

Brenda", Pamela said. Pamela walked into Bill's office to see how

he was doing and noticed he hadn't put on the clothes. After

ignoring Bill's pleading she said "I'll make you a deal: you put

on ALL the clothes I bought you and I'll send everyone home and

escort you to your car, otherwise I'm going to call all the

secretaries in here for a meeting." Bill didn't have much choice

but to agree, since it would be hard to explain the fact that he

didn't have any clothes on and all the frilly garments in the

office. She said, "I'll give you thirty minutes and no more," and

walked out of the room. She told the girls outside to be be quiet

for awhile so that he would think everyone was gone. A half hour

later, Pamela turned on her intercom to Bill's office and said,

"The coast is clear, I sent everybody home". "I'm ready," he

said pleading to her, "but can't we please at least wait until it

gets dark?" "Awww, the poor little girl .... are you shy?", she

mocked. There was the sound of woman's laughter in Pam's office

and Bill was terrified. He had planned to try and sneak out of

his office and so had regrettfully put on the frilly frock and

accessories that Pamela had so "kindly" purchased for him. He

thought he could get out of the building unnoticed with Pamela's

help, but now realize she misled him. But it was too late now. He

realized now that ALL of his secretaries were in the next room.

He was feeling faint. Pam got on the intercom again: "Don't you

want to show the girls your new clothes? Awww the poor little

girl is shy." Bill was trembling as he heard the hysterical

laughter of all his secretaries. As everybody left, Bill did not

know what to do. He finally decided go to outside. As he walked

into the street he was again greeted by his secretaries along

with some of their girlfriends from another company. They

clapped for him as they thoroughly made a big joke of him,

pointing at him while they giggled. Finally they left and Bill

tried to absorb his situation. He thought to himself and decided

he would try to go to a store to pick up some male clothes.

Suddenly he realized that he did not have the keys to his car! He

remembered that they (along with his wallet) were in his pants

that the woman took away. With desperate hope, he looked to see

if Pamela left him anything in the purse, since it felt like

there was something in it. To all of his shame and embarrasment,

all he found was a compact, an eye pencil, mascara, and some

lipstick. He again reflected on his desperate situation: Left

alone in the middle of the street, wearing the clothes of a

little girl. Clearly losing it totally, Bill ran after Pamela as

she was getting into her car. As Pamela climbed into her she was

still laughing, saying to him "Is the poor little girl all

dressed up and no place to go?" Pamela quickly started her car

and drove out into the street before Bill could get to her. She

was grinning ear to ear thinking about what she would do to him

on Monday. Bill tried running after her car, but she just kept

on driving. As he gave up running, a patrol car came up from

behind him. "What's the problem miss?" he heard a woman's voice

ask. Bill didn't know what to do, his voice would surely give him

away. After about thirty seconds of silence the policewoman got

out of her car and started sizing up the situation. After

scrutinizing Bill's appearance, she realized that no real woman

would wear a little girl outfit like Bill had on. When she

realized he was a guy she burst into laughter. After what seemed

like an eternity to Bill, she asked to see some idenification.

Out of desperation Bill again looked into his purse, knowing that

he already looked in there. The policewoman saw the makeup and

snickered. After it became evident that he had no I.D., she

happily said "Well, I'll have to bring you in on the charges of

impersonating a woman and vagrancy." "Please officer, I'll do

anything for you", he said. She just laughed and said "I can add

bribery to those charges". With that she handcuffed Bill and took

him down to the station. During questioning at the station Bill

refused to disclose his true identity and claimed that he was in

fact a woman who had just lost her wallet. "Have it your way",

the female detectives laughed. "You will be searched by one of

the girls tommorrow. For now you'll have to stay in the holding

pen", they said. As they escorted Bill to the cell, he got wolf

whistles from the women in the cells, obviously sarcastic since

he was nowhere near passable. They locked him in a cell with a

bunch of call girls. Boy did they give him a hard time, making

him model all the clothes he had on by lifting his dress. He was

in tears. Finally a policewoman came back to the cell and told

him he had one phone call. As he walked to the phone with the

officer he thought about who she should call. Whom could he call?

Certainly not his wife! His wife had just caught him cheating on

her the night before! Out of ideas, he tried calling Pamela's

number which he remembered since he had frequently called Pamela

up at night to lay work on her. When Pamela realized who it was

she just busted up laughing again. "You're at the police

station?!!", she cried. "Yes Pamela, I beg of you to come here

and vouch for me - I'll do anything you ask!", he begged.

"Anything?", she mocked. "Will you accept a position as MY

secretary in the personnel department?", she laughed. "Yes,

anything!", he pleaded. "OK I'll see you tommorrow morning - I

can't make it tonight, it's my night out with the girls", and she

hung up before he could say anything. "You've had your phone

call, back to your cell", the officer told him. As he spent the

night in the cell with the hookers, he just received more

humiliation from them. Throughout the night they made him dance

for them as all the women in the cell cheered him on. Finally

Pamela came the next morning to bail him out. He felt relieved.

But Pamela would have none of that. She told Bill she knew of

this great beauty parlor. "You can't be my secretary looking like

that.", she laughed. At the beauty parlor, she told the girls

there that Bill was to have a complete makeover. "I'll pick you

up after lunch. I've got to get back to the office to get your

desk ready.", she announced as she left. The hairstylist, Karen,

started to work on Bill's hair. She tried make small talk while

she put his hair in curlers. After his silence and evasive manner

she realized Bill's true gender she giggled for quite awhile.

"We'll have to do you up REAL pretty!", she laughed. Bill was too

humiliated to even say a word. As he sat underneath the

hair-dryer while she was doing his nails, he had no choice but to

reflect on his situation again. "How can I get out of this

mess?", he asked himself. He wondered what was going on back at

the office and if Pamela was serious about him being a secretary.

"What does being a secretary mean?", he thought. Only Pamela knew

that, and she was going to make sure Bill was going to learn what

it meant.