Massive Tits That Confirm Her Identity
“Woojin. You done with what I asked you about last week?”
“J-just a little more. I'll have it to you by midday.”
“Hurry it up. I need time to review it.”
Separate from the side account bullshit. Gotta keep up the day job.
Getting royally fucked over from the crack of dawn again today.
As a second-year contract drone at this black company, the work's nothing special.
Just double-checking shit someone dumped on me ages ago, or running sudden errands. Helping lug some crap around for a minute...
Easy to say—I'm stuck handling all the scut work no one else wants.
Can't refuse as a lowly contract temp...
Deep down, I'd love to tell 'em to shove it right this second.
But starting over now? No other company would count my contract gigs as legit experience. Stuck riding this hellhole out.
Of course, that's not the only reason I'm clinging to this place.
“It's been a week since I handed that off. Still not done?”
Section Chief Seo Ji-ah leans over my desk, peering in.
And right along with her, those two massive tits sway side by side.
My eyes sway right with 'em.
This bitch's voluptuous rack is fucking insane no matter when I see it...!
“Woojin?”
“Ah... just this left. Almost wrapped up.”
“You always cut it way too close, Woojin. When work hits, prioritize and knock it out fast.”
She's talking, but those tits keep jiggling...!
If it weren't for this woman, I'd have bailed ages ago...
Seo Ji-ah.
A big shot in our company—climbed to section chief at just 32.
Rumors say her resume's packed with killer achievements to back up that fast track.
She's snagged multiple major deals. Even landed overseas contracts, they say.
And matching that talent, she's famous for being diligent and by-the-book.
Shows up sharp at 8:30 a.m. every morning. Overtime almost daily.
Yet she never looks the least bit drained. Queen of self-discipline.
“Keep dragging like this, and I can't write you that full-time rec letter.”
“...Sorry.”
“Less apologizing, more finishing. Woojin.”
“Got it.”
But more than anything, when it comes to Seo Ji-ah, one thing stands out.
That suit she always wears, stretched to the bursting point over her insane massive tits!
Honestly, bet she seals deals just flashing those jugs.
Me? I'd sign anything with that rack in my face. Dead serious.
Dragging that around the office should violate the dignity clause or some shit...!
“Woojin?”
“Ah...! Y-yes. Yes!”
“You weren't spacing out, were you?”
“N-nope. Not at all.”
Got caught staring at her chest like an idiot.
Quick, pretend to hustle.
“Finish it up quick.”
“Yep.”
She heads back to her seat.
Another fine viewing today.
Time to check those DMs.
I pop open a sneaky little window and peek.
Fuck. Even more piled up than this morning.
Up by 500 since then—over 4,000 already.
Never dreamed it'd blow up this bad...
Not like I've posted anything but one dick pic verification shot.
No face, no other body parts. Nada.
Meaning 4,000 chicks hit me up based solely on my cock. Without even knowing my face.
Crazy bitches.
Who knew there were this many pervs out there?
Not all 4k are girls, obviously.
SNS is a minefield. Especially TwXtter—gotta watch it.
Anyone can make a burner like I did. Faking a girl's account as a dude? Piece of cake with some filters.
Bottom line: No guarantee any of these DMers are legit women.
Profiles, pics, vids—all could be fake...!
And even if all 4k are real.
They might not click in person.
These days, girls heavy on the edits or AI fakes pass 'em off as themselves.
Pic looks hot, meet up, and bam—uggo alert.
So sifting these 4k for ones worth meeting?
Tough gig.
But.
If I know 'em already? Game changer.
I check the DM I suspect is from Seo Ji-ah again.
Speech pattern match Seo Ji-ah? Hard to say.
But.
Shower pic, full nude, tits out shamelessly.
Long black hair artfully hiding the nips.
Compare to Seo Ji-ah...
Hair looks identical.
Tits that size? Positive ID territory, right?
Not stolen pic, I'd peg it at 70% match.
Lifetime, I've barely seen racks that huge outside her and this photo chick.
Issue is...
“......”
Hard to picture that uptight bitch turning total cockslut online—sending nudes off one dick pic, begging to meet.
Acting all prim and diligent at work.
But dying to get pounded by a monster cock from some faceless dude...?
Infuriating. Fucking infuriating...!
Wanna march over and go, “Section Chief, this your DM?”
...Hell no.
Knowing her, no tantrum—just calls HR on the spot.
That's how robotic and stone-faced she is.
Still, tough imagining her snapping her own nudes for a big-dick stranger...
But hey.
What if it's real?
If Seo Ji-ah really DM'd me over my dick...
“...Gulp.”
Gotta confirm.
Might make office life a helluva lot more fun.
Most surefire way to know?
Straight-up DM “You Seo Ji-ah?” would get me blocked.
Play it cool. Slow burn.
Get her to spill her own identity bit by bit.
I reply to the presumed Seo Ji-ah DM.
Threw in Seoul casual-like. Narrow the net.
Send, glance at Seo Ji-ah.
“......”
Glued to her screen, deep in work.
No sign she's checking DMs...
Wrong guess?
Ding—'read' pops up.
Her reply? Unexpected.
“Well, damn...”
Screaming “I'm a hyper-professional office drone!”
Bumps my mental odds up.
80% Seo Ji-ah...!
No one else drops a reply that stiff.
Though scrolling up to her own nude? Hilarious.
This bitch is cockteasing me hard...
“Woojin.”
She stands. I hustle-pretend.
“Heading out for a bit. Call if anything comes up.”
“Ah, sure.”
Sudden outing?
From diligent Seo Ji-ah?
She times even bathroom breaks...
Something's off.
Ding.
New DM flood.
Three in a row. Lightning fast.
“......”
She's desperate.
DMs pouring the second she dips out.
Pretty much locked in.
No—need ironclad proof.
I sneak after her out the office.
Easy spot. Her fiddling phone solo near the building.
Screen cupped to hide from prying eyes.
Fingers still—she's waiting on a message.
Send one.
Seongsu—right where our company is.
Too direct?
Nah—instant reply.
“......”
That's basically yelling “I'm in Seongsu!”
Section Chief nails work, but green as fuck here?
Odds to 90%. Next DM.
Far enough—no acquaintances, she figures.
Set meet at 8pm, an hour later.
Nail down spot, then the clincher.
“Hah...!?”
Whoa! Nearly jumped.
Don't yelp on your phone like that!
Everyone stared.
“Ahem......”
She schools her face like nothing happened, dives back in.
No reply yet.
'Typing...' flickers.
Writing, deleting, repeat.
Long wait—finally.
That's all she musters?
“Ahh...!”
She yelps again.
First time seeing her like this.
100% confirmed.
Now, her reply?
Seo Ji-ah sends her own nude to a big-dick stranger via DM.
What does she wanna do in person?
Ten minutes of stalling—then:
…For real?