Alexandra, or Miss Sasha as she allowed to be called, walked into her office
early with a sway of her gigantic hips as always. She was the CEO and afford
to give a bad example for her workers. Not that she cared much about them, as
they were all just males that she had little respect for. All those little
worms, crawling around her feet, occasionally getting stepped on drove her
crazy sometimes, especially when they ruined her shoes with their carcass on
her soles.
Her company was called "Live Big" and ironically worked on inventing
furniture, and every-day-living accessories for smaller males. She would
normally think of something else, but the business was going well, so she
stayed at it. Most of their products were bought by women anyway.
Every step she took was followed by the loud click of her black pumps, as she
was a real giant even for a woman. She stood almost 7 feet tall, but it
wasn't the height that was intimidating. It was her grith. Sasha was, to put
it simple and straight, obese but no one ever would dare to say that into her
face knowing that it would bring certain death upon them. Most of her weight
went down to her thighs and hips, giving her a voluptuous pear figure with
very ample breasts and flabby arms. As befitted a boss, she dressed like a
boss. A black and white elegant garment consisted of white button-up shirt,
unbuttoned at her cleavage, as it wouldn't be able to contain those breasts;
a knee-length black skirt, tightly embracing her huge thighs; and a pair of
open-toe pumps with heels that added few more inches to her already towering
form. All that was topped with a decent make-up and some jewelry: a pair of
golden earrings and the pearl necklace. The necklace was special in one way.
Right in the middle, there was hanging a small cage, containing a naked, only
six-inches-tall man, however it wasn't visible right now, as the cage was
completely swallowed by her cleavage. The poor man brobably constantly had to
fight to get any air if he didn't suffocate already.
***
Bobby was happy to get the job. There wasn't much work for males these days,
but luckily he found a company that hired males specifically. It was a hard
but simple cleaning job. He got to clean the office of the CEO that hired him
while she was away at night. There sure was lot to clean for a 8" tall man,
but he had whole night to do this.
He made sure everything was neat and shiny. His boss was giving job to men
that so much needed a place to get useful and it was the first day at new
job, so he wanted to impress his employer. He was about to finish the last
part of the giant desk chair when he saw the door opening and a biggest woman
he's ever seen appeared. She was extremely fat, that for sure, but he
couldn't deny she had quite a beautiful face. His employer had to be around
late thirties or at least that's what he assumed. She had straight black
hair, let loose to fall down on her shoulders.
"Good morning ma'am." He greet her a little nervous. He was sure he still had
some time before she gets back. At least that's how he was instructed. It
just seemed Miss Sasha was quite an early bird. "I'm sorry for being late
with the work I just wanted everything to be... Ma'am?... Ma'am!" He tried to
make an excuse, but it seemed she didn't saw him, or didn't pay attention to
his presence on purpose. Before he managed to finish his sentence she was
right next to the chair, turned backward. Her huge rear was looming over him,
casting a shadow on the entire area. "No! Miss Sasha! I'm still here!
Don't..."
***
Sasha flopped down on her king-sized chair and wriggled her fat bottom to get
more comfy. There was some weird, but familiar cracking sound coming from
underneath. It was muffled at a great margin by all the flesh swelling over
the seat, so she didn't notice however. She'll probably get mad later when
she sees a red stain on the back of her dress, but for now she was oblivious
of another cleaning staff dying because of her.
The CEO Simply reached for the folder on her desk and started to do the
paperwork. There was lots of it. She'll probably have to work overtime to get
it done, what drove her in a little unpleasant mood. This was going to be one
of those days when anyone that approached her would risk their lives.