A Frontal Caption (Patreon)

Liz had avoided her coworkers all day. She knew what day it once as it came once a month, but she tried to avoid it like the plague. She tried locking herself in her office but of course her coworkers had a key and busted in.

"What do you all want? Don't you have work to do?" She asked the gathered crowd. Men and Women surrounded her as each had the front of their own underwear yanked up.

"Come on, Liz." Someone shouted from the back. 

She sighed, there was no way out of this. Liz reached into the front of her pants and pulled up her large panties. The powder blue fabric with yellow school buses easily stretched out and could have gone over her breasts with one light pull.

"Happy? I participated in Melvin Monday." She said looking around the room. A few whispers before someone in the back spoke up.

"Those are very stretchy?" A female secretary asked.

"Yes, they are very stretchy why do you ask?"

"Could give her a frontal atomic." Another office worker said from the side. 

"Frontal atomic? What's that?" Liz asked as the group of office workers descended on her. She began to shout but those were soon muffled by fabric.