Jack was fumbling around in his pocket for a lighter. This was because he had recently started up smoking, why?

        “That damn accursed studio had the gull to open up right across the street from us Debra!” Jack spat as he took in deep breath of smoke.

        “Well Mr. Thomas, I might remind you that the type of filming we do is quite different here. We’re no AD Studio Gems.” Deb winked.

        Jack pulled up the blind inside the office to look across the street. The studio across from theirs was smaller and catered to a clientele of models. Their sign was ridiculously big for such a small building, Studio Gems. From underwear to shampoo’s, they even modeled for makeup ads. He snickered. “Debra, do you think it’s time we invited our new competition over for a luncheon between neighbors?”

        “Mr. Thomas, I do believe that to be far too nice of you.” She paused for but only a second. “So tomorrow then?”

        “Well Debra, if you would make the arrangements please. We’ll need the chairs and tables setup in the shipping office for our good neighbors as well.”

        “Mr. Thomas, you know I refuse to enter the shipping office, but the arrangements will be made. They can seat themselves.” She smiled. “What’s on the menu?”

        “Find one of their models, and hire them for tomorrow for a lunchtime shoot, well need some modeling products. Of course you can go ahead and pick them out.”

        “Oh Jack, letting me choose the products? Most unheard of Mr. Thomas…”

        “You’ve earned it Debra. And please call me Jack, forever and ever.” Jack expanded his arms outwardly.

        “Mr. Thomas, don’t ask for so many things in one day, we still got forty four more shoots to do today.”

        “Quite right Debra.”

***

        Hillary had just finished her modeling shoot at Studio Gems when a call came over her Cell. But she was in far too much of a hurry to get home, so she simply let it go to her voicemail.

        Hopping on her bike she quickly made it to her apartment five blocks away. Despite being uphill all the way and quite the distance, the ride didn’t last more than ten minutes or so. Inside she met with her girlfriends smiling face. She was wearing a sexy apron and was covered in the aroma of a half done dinner.

        “How was today’s shoot Hilary?”

        “Average at best, you would think my girlfriend could find me a better ad then modeling for Hanes Socks. I can’t even show any of my flesh on those ads!”

        “Hilary you know I can’t play favoritism at the workplace. Besides I’m only in charge of lightning, it’s amazing you’re in the shoots at all.”

        “I know that Becky!” She yelled, but not very seriously. “That smells really good you know.”

        “Why thanks Hilary, the desert is upstairs after dinner.” Becky lipped her lips.

        “I’ll be looking forward to it!” Hilary cheered as she started to check today’s voicemail on her cell phone.

***

        “The call and arrangements with studio Gems have been made Mr. Thomas.” She handed him some paperwork over his desk. “Further the model for tomorrow has also been acquired; it’s a Miss Hilary Durom.”

        “Is she cute and radiating what our supporters love?” Asked Jack Thomas.

        “Not really sure… Hey put out that cigarette!” She yanked the cigarette from his mouth. “She’s a new model and is so far only done hosiery and sock ads.

        “Not really a popular star yet, that’s perfect Deb!”

***

        As the long night ended and the blissful morning began, Hilary tossed out of her bed. Her naked partner, still a mess from last night deserts. Putting on her clothes she snuck out of her apartment. She would defiantly not let Becky know she was sneaking off to the competitor’s ad agency to do modeling work there. But they said she had the makings of a star, and even though the agency was small, when she had looked it up online. To her surprise it had a long history of creating popular actors and models into the industry.

        Hoping on her bike, helmet strapped on, she headed out early so she could get a quick lunch before heading to the studio.

***

        As Becky woke up she noticed that Hilary had already left for today. She thought to herself that Hilary was probably just out on her bike.

        As she went through her late morning routine she checked through her emails while eating a bagel. It seemed Studio Gems had got a luncheon invitation from the nearby film studio. It seemed at least fifteen or so people would be going, of course she was also invited. Before leaving however, she would have to lovingly make her girl friends lunch. After all it was the small things in life that mattered, Hilary mattered.

        After all her morning routines were finished; like her makeup, fashions choices and any other preparations she had were done, she headed outside. Noting her girlfriend’s bike was gone she grabbed her own. It was nearly identical to her girlfriends. She had wished that she could have come along too. It would be awesome if that other studio saw her beautiful girlfriend as a perspective model. Gems studio was only so big, so it could only hire so many unknown actresses such as her girlfriend.

        Arriving with other colleagues from work, Becky and the other arrived at the nearby film studio of their own Studio Gems. “Hello we are here for the luncheon.” One of the male producers from studio Gems said to the receptionist.

        “Of course, just proceed up that hallway over there; it’s in the room labeled Gems Luncheon.”

        As the fifteen people from Gems filtered into the room, it seemed strange to them. Atop the table were beauty products, no signs of any kind of lunch.

        Just as some kinds of alarms were going off in their heads, the party was silenced.

***

        Jack Thomas entered the room of his little stars. With a sneer on his face he collected the fifteen people carefully into his palm. “Let’s see what my Debra has in store for you. This is quite…” He giggled.

***

        As Hilary arrived at the Film Studio she met up with a receptionist. “Hello I’m here to do a shoot for Mr. Thomas.”

        “Ah yes, we do have you scheduled for a Lunch shoot, please fill out the paperwork, then follow the signs to the filming room.”

        “Of course!”

***

        The light was intense as Becky woke up. This was far worse than being under all the lights she setup in Gems Studio every day.  As she tried to get up, she felt as if she was stuck. Red cherry smelling clay seemed to completely surround her naked form. Looking around as best as she could, she noticed that she was on some large altar on top of a monolith surrounded by other large objects. It was quite perplexing.

        Gasping she spotted her other co workers. Jerry the friend responsible for getting her, her job at Studio Gems was with his girlfriend, they were seemingly glued to some large pad in what appeared to be humongous panties. Frank and his wife Beth were sitting in craters of what looked to be a gigantic bra. Lia was stuck inside a tube of what looked like a giant shampoo container. Her fellow co-worker on set, Bill, could be seen crying as he was seen with other fellow co workers she didn’t recognize. They all seemed glued to a large bed shaped like a shoe. Finally her main boss of Studio Gems, Mrs. Templeton could be seen with the rest of her co-workers inside the grates of a large object that looked like a disposable razor.

        The terror slowly started to creep in as seconds later a large man followed by her girlfriend walked into what was now apparently a filming set! Becky Gulped in terror as she tried to guess her actual situation.

***

        As Hilary was walking down the hall with Director Jack, Jack went over all the instructions for the filming. For privacy’s sake the cameras would be remote controlled from another room, and automatically censored. All she had to do was perform the instructions that appeared on the wall. It was quite a simple system but adequate.

        As jack showed her the various products she would be advertising, he smile and left the room after a brief explanation on the room’s facilities.

        Grabbing a bottle of shampoo, and a towel, Hilary proceeded over to the overhead shower system.

***

        Lia started to panic and scream as she was hurled through the air inside a tube of shampoo. Being carried by the massive girl as if she was nothing but a mere cosmetic product, ready to be consumed. The world Lia was experiencing was similar to a roller coaster. When it stopped she found she was staring at a beautiful girl un-robbing herself. As the water started to pour out of the shower, the large girl seemed to be reciting some lines. Then Lia shot out of the tube she was in at full speed towards the girls awaiting hand.

        Lia was buried underneath a lot of goo, it smelled of apples and cinnamon. When she finally surfaced from under the goo she saw massive forests of hairs. Again her world went violent as she was tossed into the jungle of hairs. Then a blistering hot torrent of water washed her away. Lia road down the length of the giant’s body, she continued to try to stop her descent until she dropped from the giants but cheek like a drop of water.  Her foot slammed hard into the shallow pool of water she had landed in. Despite her injured foot she started swimming as hard as she could as she started getting pulled toward what appeared to be a giant drain.

        Right as she thought she was done for she found herself standing on a mesh grate, but despite this, it was all she could do to stay above water. The current of water was very unbearable, and she nearly was forced down into mesh multiple times.

***

        Meanwhile a blissfully unaware Hilary was enjoying a hot shower while singing a jingle prepared by the film studio. But the shower portion of her ad was coming to an end.

***

        Mrs. Templeton watched in horror as the giant naked woman stepped out of the shower and grabbed a can as well as the object she was stuck too. Her giant hand was an incredible sight, but Mrs. Templeton was so terrified she started to hyper ventilate. The hand descending like god lifted the razor like it weighed nothing. She passed out.

        “Boss” one of male colleagues called out. The men and woman who were also adhered to the razor were in not much better shape than Mrs. Templeton.

        “I think she’s going to shave her legs!” Called out, one of the men.

        A female on the outer razor blade realized a more horrible truth. She was however struck speechless.

***

        Hilary stepped back into the shower’s tub. After all, the lighting for the ad was already set up here for the best possible shot.

        “A hot wax strip is just no good. If you want the perfect Tan lines always start with market one razor blades to get that smooth tanned look.” She pointed at the razor, “Remember a Market One razor is a beach going girl’s best friend.” She smiled. “And now the razorblades come with a free trial product, a special tanning shave cream. This product…”

***

        The group on the razorblade felt the heat emanating off of the large giantess as the razor made its way to the large cream puff above her privates.

        They all held their breaths as they were surrounded by cream, as well as a large amount of giant hairs. Greg had been holding onto Mrs. Templeton, and as he panicked he held very firmly with all his might onto Mrs. Templeton’s arm. Then as he yanked on the arm real hard again he screamed as he saw nobody attached to it. “Mrs. Templeton!” He shrieked as he came loose from the blade.

        As he did so he slid down the large giants mound and found himself stuck in a pile of cream. As he got his bearing he found he was right beneath the giant’s clitoral hood. Then he saw a body covered in red shave foam plummet towards the studio floor. It was Mrs. Templeton. He saw her land in a pool of water in the showers tub. She seemed to be missing both arms, she might have survived the fall.

        Lia, who was glad that the giant had momentarily left, was making distance from the grate but could no longer escape any further. Despite the water being shut off by the giant, Lia had no way to escape the sides of the tub. Then a giant glob of red tinted shaving cream smashed into her.

        As he prepared to jump down to save her, a massive hand came down towards him to wipe off the remaining shaving cream. The pressure against him forced him into a tiny hole located on the girl’s body.  Pushed face first his entire body became sealed in the girls urinal tract. He started to choke as he couldn’t get any air inside the girl’s urinal track. The foam was plastered into his mouth and his body went limp inside her.

        Below in the tub globs of shaving creams and hair which had also been stained red continued to fall to the tubs floor. If one looked closely inside these foam globs you might find sobbing barely alive humans and some others that had not been as lucky.

        The giantess was nearly finished her job, as the last layer of shaving cream fell off the razor revealing a perfectly smooth mound. Then the water began the flow once more to finish the job on the giantesses mound.

        As Lia, and a few other survivors struggled to get free from the shaving cream, they heard the large noise of running water once again. They all still thought they might yet survive. But this hope was short lived. The water level started to rise amongst them, and soon both the foam and pubic hairs around them were drawn towards the drain. Lia tried to swim along with the others, but soon all of them were pinned beneath the giant who was simply washing off her lower body. Stuck above the drain, within less than a minute all the survivors in the tub were quickly entombed in a giant glob of hairs which were pulled down hard against the drain. The water had been extremely shallow; they all believed they should survive. Instead they had drowned in mere millimeters depth of water because of some pubic hairs.

***

        As Hilary finished her razor ad she was prompted to dry off and prepare for her undergarment ads. Stepping out of the shower sopping wet, she grabbed a nearby towel. She couldn’t help but notice how cold it was in the filming room. Her tits perked right up in the cold. “Time for the next Ad.” She spoke to herself encouragingly.

***

        Frank and Beth had not been able to see anything from the craters they were in. The craters were soft and unscaleable. By yelling, both of them were able to determine they were nearby each other. But as to where they were, they had no idea.

        Franks and Beths skies both went dark as two giant mounds came into their view.

***

        Hilary bent over the table. Strapping on the bra real quick, she did the straps up on the back. “These push up bra’s will make you look two sizes larger.” She said in the direction of one of the multiple cameras. “Further the cups are hardened to prevent any embarrassing moments from cold breezes, but still look and seem natural.”

        Hilary couldn’t help but notice an itch at her nipples, this was most likely due to the Bra’s design she thought. Still it was slightly arousing and she couldn’t help that her nipples slowly started growing more erect.

***

        Frank was between a rock and a hard place. In this case his entire torso was pressed up against a giant woman’s erect nipple. He was sure he had multiple fractured ribs, internal bleeding. His wife was in no better shape. She too had been caught by an erect nipple; however both of her legs had been caught on it. They were twisted completely backwards to how they were supposed to go, and her pelvis was nothing but a pile of goop, no bones left their worth mentioning. And the pressure was only increasing.

***

        On the floor below, Jerry and his girlfriend were panicking. They thought they might be stepped on as the two giant bare feet made their ways into the two holes, in the distance. Suffering some G-Forces from a rapid acceleration, both of them nearly fainted as they smacked against flesh. A snap could be heard as the tight pair of panties clung around Hilary’s waist.

        The two trapped inside could hear a loud giant muffled voice. “Market one Panty liners are discreet, and show no signs of use..”

        Jerry was further down the giant fleshy slit wall then his girlfriend. She was further up the slit, and yelling frantically to her boyfriend.

        “Help Jerry I’m pinned! The pressure it hurts!” She was pinned tightly by the nub of Hilary’s Clit and the panties.

        As Jerry started to try to climb up to save her, his hand sunk into the fleshy wall he was climbing as the panties pulled tighter to the giantess waist.  “Oh no,” he cried as he couldn’t pull out his arm. As he tried to yank out his arm, his girlfriend continued to beg for help. His attempts were futile as his other arm and leg got stuck within the fleshy walls of the giant girl’s hungry lips.

        “And now well test the absorbency of the pad.” A loud and muffled voice boomed.

        Light flooded back into the panty prison as the pad was removed.

        Jerry’s girlfriend was pulled along with it, still pasted to it. The waistband snapped closed behind the moving hand. Jerry was buried fully into the two parted lips by the snapping waistband. He could barely stick out his head for air.

***

        Setting the pad liner down. Hilary grabbed a vial. “This here girls is 100% real cheetah menstruation fluid. It’s thicker, smellier and bloodier then you’re normal stuff.” She poured the contents onto the pad. “And you see 100% absorbed.” She held it up to the camera, allowing all the special privileged viewers to see the image of a tiny girl puking her brains out. “And now we just flush it down the toilet.” She said as she casually tossed it into a toilet, giving it a good flush.

        Putting on the rest of her attire, Hilary followed the next prompt for the ads. An insole commercial would be fast and easy.

***

Becky wanted this nightmare to end; atop her monolith she had a nightmare show of the massacre of all her co workers. Tears had been running endlessly down her cheeks. Bill and the final group of survivors were now being placed in a shoe, aboard an insole of death. Becky watched as her girlfriend jammed the sneaker quickly onto her foot. Singing a happy go lucky jingle as she did so.

***

        “One ad left.” Hilary stated to herself.

        “Market one offers the best choice in long lasting make up, one can find themselves the perfect color for the right occasions.”

        Applying the makeup to her beautiful smile, Hilary was finally done with the shoot. It was time to go home and eat lunch with her girlfriend. Tell her how she’s going to be a star. She couldn’t wait.

***

        Parking her bike, Hilary smile parted. “I guess Becky isn’t coming home for lunch today.”

        Checking the fridge she found a note and a prepared meal, left by her beloved Becky. Pulling out the salad she noticed a strange container with it. She smiled at it, Lunch’s desert, eh Becky?” She giggled.

        Eating her salad was blissful. When she was done she couldn’t help but think the makeup really was long lasting.

        Grabbing the other container, she headed for the bedroom.

***

        Becky had managed to survive her girlfriend’s insatiable hunger. She was still somewhat attached to her lips. Her whole body was covered in red makeup and she knew this was never going to end very well for her. She had consigned herself to death much earlier.

***

        Hilary slowly undressed herself as she lay on the bed. The object in her hand, a long and narrow chocolate Dildo, taken from the container labeled desert. A desert prepared by her lover. As she rubbed her clit, she pressed a finger into herself. This of course sealed Jerry’s fate. Readying her vagina she needed to prepare. But teasing herself lasted only so long. She needed to satiate her carnal desires after all, and she needed to do it right now. Licking her lips, a cherry flavor entered her mouth.  Gathering all her split from her mouth she coated the chocolate dildo. In twenty minutes or less, no dildo would remain, her desires would be met. It was time for Becky Desert.

        Except no substitutions, market one sells the finest chocolate dildo’s for bedroom play!

The End – Or is it?