Literature
The Sheer Power of Control (Male to Pantyhose TF)
Roger sauntered into the office that morning with an extra bounce in his step, his ego inflated to the size of a hot air balloon. He was feeling particularly pleased with himself, having just come off a night of drinks and stories with his buddies, regaling them with tales of how he was the king of the office, untouchable, unbeatable, and always in control. The women in the office, in his mind, were all charmed by him, even if they played hard to get. And the men? Well, they either envied him or wanted to be him.
As he made his way to his desk, he cast a wide grin at the receptionist, who offered a polite but strained smile in return. "Morning, sweetheart," he called out, winking as he passed by. He didn’t notice—or didn’t care—how her smile faltered once his back was turned.
Roger liked to think of himself as the office superstar—the guy who could get away with anything. He was always late, always cutting corners, and always pushing the boundaries of what was acceptable. But why
