Change Inc by Vexed
Summary:

Bill gets the chance for an interview at a huge and progressive company, potentially boosting his entire career. Little does he know, the company he is applying for has bigger plans than he anticipated.


Categories: Giantess, Young Adult 20-29, Breasts, Adult 30-39, BBW, Mature (40-49), Body Exploration, Middle Age (50+), Butt, Crush, Entrapment, Growing/Shrinking Out of Clothes, Humiliation, Insertion, Instant Size Change, Legwear, Maternal, Mouth Play, New World Order, Odor, Slave, Unaware, Vore Characters: None
Growth: None
Shrink: Doll (12 in. to 6 in.), Dwarf (3 ft. to 5 ft.), Lilliputian (6 in. to 3 in.), Micro (1 in. to 1/2 in.), Minikin (3 in. to 1 in.), Munchkin (2.9 ft. to 1 ft.)
Size Roles: F/m, FF/m
Warnings: Following story may contain inappropriate material for certain audiences
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 16 Completed: No Word count: 47643 Read: 52783 Published: April 07 2021 Updated: April 07 2021
Story Notes:

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1. The Interview by Vexed

2. Bill Meets Hank by Vexed

3. Orientation Day by Vexed

4. Mind, Body and Soul by Vexed

5. Office Life by Vexed

6. Lunch with the CEO by Vexed

7. Shown the Ropes by Vexed

8. Rich Vents to Bill by Vexed

9. Conjuring a Plan by Vexed

10. A Gift for Rich from Val by Vexed

11. Finding Hank with Brenda by Vexed

12. Val and Rich's Intimate Time by Vexed

13. The PharmCo Meeting by Vexed

14. Concluding the Meeting by Vexed

15. Val has a Job for Bill by Vexed

16. Bill Delivers Brenda's Chair by Vexed

The Interview by Vexed

Bill sat fidgeting in the reception of the CEO of Change Inc’s office more nervous than he had ever been for anything. After having successfully attained his GED, he had spent most of his adult life working in mostly fast food jobs to support himself. It was no small thing that he sat in the headquarters of one of the biggest philanthropic research companies in the world.

Spending his childhood moving from foster home to foster home, he never really settled in one place for too long. Proudly, however, he now rented his own apartment and worked hard for his living. Bill could safely and confidently say in the interview that he was an extremely motivated and hardworking individual, for it was true.

At around five foot tall and slender, Bill had never been considered a big guy, if anything he was quite small. He smiled at the girl who had let him into the building as she sat at her desk, paying him very little attention now that he was where he needed to be. He had remarked that she was around his height, which really did make him feel small. However, it was well known that Change Inc prided itself on its primarily female workforce so he figured he’d dwarf some of his future colleagues if he got the job. With dirty blonde hair, cream-white skin and a fairly clear complexion, he considered himself a decent looking guy. Maybe he’d get to talk to the girl opposite him more if he got the job, after all they’d both be admins then. He had read her badge and got her name: Melanie.

Trying not to let his mind get distracted from the end goal, he considered his potential future at this company as he waited to be let into the CEO’s office for his interview. The fact he was being interviewed by the CEO only added to his nerves. His studio apartment currently was tiny and in a horrible area, but one of the benefits of working at Change Inc was that they actually required you to live on their campus whilst at entry level, which he welcomed gladly! He couldn’t wait to potentially be part of such a thriving and successful community.

Suddenly, the door began to open and a woman who must’ve been at least fifty peered around from it. She wasn’t necessarily ugly but her face was littered with signs of age; crows feet sprung out from the ends of each eye and permanent indentations marked her forehead where a lifetime of frowning staked its claim in the physical history of this woman. “William is it?” she asked.

Stuttering, Bill responded, “err… yes ma’am but you’re welcome to call me Bill”, as he stood up from his chair.

“Alright, if you’d like to follow me in then we can start your interview!” the woman replied, leaving the door open for him as she headed back to her desk. Bill followed her in, smiling at the girl again as he passed her desk more closely but still received nothing in return. He shut the door behind him and turned to peer into the room.

He caught a sight of the back end of the woman as she reached her desk. She was huge! She must have been close to seven foot tall with her heels on and an ass still half as wide! Her obese mass seemed to mostly congregate in her lower half as her elephantine ass swayed as she walked, her legs equally thick. In spite of her size, she confidently donned a loose skirt and a tight, white blouse that contained her colossal breasts only barely.

Bill stood awkwardly in front of her desk with his binder full of references, experience and other things he might need close to his chest, awaiting instruction. A smile painted her pale, mole-laden face as she gestured for him to sit on the chair in front of her desk. He sat down quickly and waited, trying his best not to watch as the massive woman struggled to squeeze her mammoth ass into her already oversized office chair.

Her chair produced a strange sounding wheeze as it took all her weight onto it as she shuffled, finally settling with her fat seemingly pouring past the armrests. Now able to look at the woman without feeling uncomfortable, he gawked at the sheer scale of her flabby breasts resting on her desk as she leaned forward. Forcing himself to maintain eye contact, he couldn’t help but notice the deep, fleshy wrinkles which nestled themselves between her huge breasts in his peripheral vision.

She finally spoke, “Thanks for coming, Billy. My name is Valerie and I’m the CEO here at Change Inc. You can call me Val”.

Responding, Bill said, “Thank you for considering my application! It’s an honour to have been even considered at such a prestigious company. And, please, feel free to call me Bill”.

“Thanks, Billy”, Val replied and extended her hand out to take the binder he still kept close to him.

He passed her the binder and tried to provide some commentary as she began flicking through, “I don’t have too much relative experience but I have shining references and have worked extremely hard in every job I’ve ever had. I can guarantee you that I would afford this company an even higher level of dedication. I’ve never wanted something more”.

“Well we’re always open to new perspectives here at Change Inc, it’s how we stay progressive”, Val explained as she looked up to smile at him. “So are you able to stay on the campus at all times if required?” she asked.

Bill responded quickly, “Yes, I can stay as long as required, this would be my top priority”.

Val scribbled something down on a notepad as he spoke, not looking up as she asked her next question, “and do you have many family nearby?”.

“Actually, I was fostered as a child and moved a lot from place to place so I don’t really have a family at all”, Bill explained, not quite sure the relevance of such a question.

Val continued writing into the notepad, seemingly putting a tick in it. She continued “Well I’m sorry to hear that, you seem to have grown into a fine young man. So be proud of yourself”. She leaned forward further onto the desk and clasped her hands together comfortably, her breasts smeared themselves generously across the available space on her desk. “Let me tell you a little bit about what we’re doing here at Change Inc. We have developed a new drug that we’re extremely excited about, we expect it to have applications across many aspects of our lives such as climate, war, famine, women’s rights and much more.”

Bill was taken aback, “Wow, this sounds like a miracle drug. I truly would love nothing more than to be involved in such groundbreaking moments in our world’s history”.

Val laughed at his enthusiasm, “well we’d be happy to have you onboard”, she said simply.

Bill laughed also and thanked her before realising what she had actually just said. “Onboard? Like I got the job?!” he asked, clarifying. She nodded in response. “Thank you so much! This is such fantastic news!” Bill exclaimed, overwhelmed by the happiness he felt. Barely able to contain his excitement, as the waves of energy inside of him rippled into his legs, he stood and extended his hand out to shake Val’s.

She smiled at him, opting to slide a few forms across the table instead. She explained, “These are just forms we need you to sign so we can get started. It’s the usual stuff: medical release, non-disclosure, corrective action policies, et cetera”. Bill picked the forms up and looked at the thickness of the bunch of papers, was he meant to read these entirely right now?

The door to Val’s office opened and Melanie entered, carefully carrying a tray towards Bill and Val. He watched as she easily balanced the teapots and cups on the tray as she walked, certainly a seasoned pro in doing so. He wondered how many times she had done this. Valerie thanked her as she placed the tray down on the desk and began to unload a couple of cups.

Bill smiled at Melanie as she leaned over him and poured his tea into his cup, the smell of her perfume filled his nostrils. Her blonde hair fell down in front of her as she continued to pour and brushed against his face lightly. Finishing pouring, she stood back up and moved around to do the same for Val. She picked a separate teapot up from the tray for Val’s drink and filled her cup to the brim with the contents of it. Valerie thanked her while she loaded the teapots back onto the tray and headed towards the door, leaving as quietly as she had entered.

Bill, not wanting to seem hesitant, reached for a pen on Val’s desk and scribbled his signature on the bottom of the first page quickly. He smiled at Valerie for approval and she smiled back at him. Feeling more confident about the security of his position, he skimmed the remaining forms and hastily signed the bottom of each. Finished, he slid the forms back across the desk to Valerie and she slipped them into her drawer before turning a key to lock it. She placed the key in her blouse pocket for safe keeping.

“Welcome to Change Inc!” Valerie said, raising her cup of tea in honour of her newest recruit. Abruptly, Val’s phone began to vibrate violently on her desk. She peered over to see who it was and scoffed. “One moment please, Billy” she said as she placed her hands onto the arm rests either side of her and began straining to pull her wide hips out from the tight grip her chair had. Val and the chair groaned in unison as she struggled to get her mass up before she finally was able to free herself. Panting, she composed herself, straightened out her skirt and headed towards the door with the vibrating phone in hand.

Bill, now alone in the silent office, sipped some of the tea when he heard Val’s chair wheeze again as if she were sitting into it again. Confused at how it could make any noise without her around, he furrowed his brow and stood up to look. As he raised his body higher, the chair was slowly unveiled to show just how much darker the area where her ass had been, dripping in her sweat. He heard what sounded like a person groaning, so he leaned over her desk and peered at the entirety of her chair.

To Bill’s horror, laying along the asscrack of Val’s titanic assprint was a squirming man, face up with his arms bound at his sides and his legs together. He couldn’t have been more than a foot and a half tall! He squirmed weakly, trying as best as he could to escape the tight bindings. Noticing that Bill was looking directly at him, he wheezed in an attempt to speak. Bill stood, frozen, as the shrunken man tried to get his words out.

The man was completely naked aside from the abrasive rope that kept him bound, trapped in the centre of her chair. His skin was red from the pressure of having such an enormous woman sit on him for so long and his body seemed slightly malformed, although with more time passing it seemed like he was slowly regaining his usual build. He was soaked head to toe in what Bill assumed was a combination of both their sweat, the majority probably coming from Val’s titanic ass, causing his hair to mat down tightly to his scalp.

“T... “ he managed. Bill leaned a bit more over Val’s desk to listen but went no further, fearing that she may enter at any moment. “Te…” he continued before gasping one huge breath in, his organs clearly compressed from having been under Val’s ass this entire time. What sort of twisted woman was she? And how was this man shrunken? Finally, the man was able to speak a single word, “Tea…”. He coughed and sputtered after, worn from the strain of even just saying that.

Tea? Bill wondered what it meant. He wasn’t too sure about this job now, he couldn’t be involved if torturing people was part of it. Or was it just Val? Was she some kind of sadist? Thinking of what to do now, he pondered what the bruised and battered man meant. Looking across the desk, he spotted the tea he had just had a drink of and then thought back to how Melanie had used two separate teapots when serving their drinks. The door handle clicked, causing Bill to turn slowly; terrified. It slowly swung open.

Bill Meets Hank by Vexed

Val strolled in nonchalantly, barely taking notice of Bill’s panic stricken stance. “Oh, I see you’ve met Hank”, she said, gesturing towards the helpless man tied up and trapped in her seat. Bill backed away from the titanic woman as she passed him closely on the way to her desk, he didn’t feel at all comfortable around her with what he had witnessed.

As Val entered his vision, the shrunken man squirmed desperately, his binds proving too tight. The tiny shrieks were ingrained in Bill’s mind as the giantess closed in her captive, sending him into fits of carnal panic. “Please! No more!” he screamed up to her, pleading as if his life were on the line.

“Oh hush now, Hank. It’s not that bad!” Val began, turning her body around in preparation to sit. The man’s panic only increased as her ass came into view, Bill was like a deer in headlights as he stood totally unmoving from the shock of this situation. Holding the mass of her dress-laden behind in her hands and jiggling it slightly, she spoke, “I’m not nearly as gassy as I was yesterday. Besides, the occasional toot should be a walk in the park by now”.

Slowly, Val began to lower her huge ass into her chair. Soon she reached the arms of the chair and began to force her monstrous cheeks between them, stuffing herself in how one might pack up a tent. With very few options remaining, his time dwindling, and knowing that his pleas fell upon deaf ears with Val, Hank looked over to the fear stricken Bill. “Please hel... “ he began, before being suddenly cut off from the world as Val slammed her ass into the chair the remaining six inches.

Bill watched as the tiny man was plunged into the abyss that was Val’s descending posterior, he didn’t want to even think about what the man was up, close and personal with. Tiny, periodic screams could be heard as she shuffled into position, allowing him brief moments of exposure to the world outside of her crack while she got herself comfortable. The fat of her lower half flowed over and under the arms of her custom sized chair, creating a complete seal over her silenced prisoner.

Bill’s face was pale white with shock, how was he meant to react in this situation? Could he save him? Was this all legal? Val leaned back, feeling relaxed and ready to continue their conversation. As she sank into her chair, it squeaked as it had done so many times before, except Bill knew what it meant now and winced with each further noise. Noticing his reaction and sensing his unease, Val tried to calm him down, “Oh don’t worry about him, Hank’s totally fine! Our tech guys caught him searching for ‘big butt’s’ on his work computer. It seemed fitting to reprimand him under mine”. She gestured to her huge posterior laughing, “I seem to have the mother load - though I’m not sure I fit the type he was looking for”.

Val leaned forward, causing Bill to cringe as the chair creaked loudly. Her enormous breasts flowed generously onto the desk in front of her as she propped herself up with her elbows, ready to engage Bill more closely. She gestured for him to sit, as he was still stood paralysed from before.

Hesitating for a moment, Bill cautiously moved into the seat and sat before the intimidating woman. With the contracts signed, she openly explained what they did at Change Inc, “You see, Bill, the drug I mentioned earlier targets the Y chromosome. Through time-released dosing, we can exponentially and accurately reduce the size of a man. As I say - war, famine, violence against women and much more could all be things of the past”.

Bill was having second thoughts, “Knowing more about Change Inc, I’m not quite sure this position is for me. Thank you for the opportunity but I think I’m going to have to decline”. He stood up from his chair, ready to exit the room. His vision began to fade as his head spun to no end, suddenly Bill felt himself falling.

As his eyes flickered open and he shakily climbed to his feet, Bill peered around the room from his now foreign perspective. With the surface of the desk just above his eyeline, he couldn’t have been even three feet tall. With Bill now barely in her sight from behind the desk, Val stood up. Bill jerked his neck in an attempt to meet Val’s gaze as she towered over him, the edge of her skirt flowed loosely as she stepped towards him. He couldn’t help but notice that, from this position, he could see up it and accidentally got an eye full of the panty-clad hell that Hank had been subject to for their entire conversation.

Her forest-like bush flowed over the edges of her panties and her upper thighs were littered with cellulite. Her panties were an unusually dark shade of grey, he theorised that this was due to the hot, clammy conditions under her immense weight soaking them with sweat… Among other things. Poor Hank. He couldn’t believe how large the woman before him was, especially from his point of view, with her high heels on she must have been at least seven feet tall and almost half as wide at the hip.

Now towering over the tiny man, Val spoke down to him, “What do you think the contract and tea were both for?” Bill fell to his knees and peered up at her as he begged. Her ever-looming, hair-covered vagina hovered mere inches above his head from behind the thin veil that was her slightly moist panties. He could feel the dank heat radiating into his face, “Please make me normal size and let me go!” he begged as he clasped his hands together as if praying.

Sighing, she explained, “Billy, there is no antidote for male consolidation”. Bill’s heart sank upon hearing those heavy words. She continued, “Each dosing causes changes at a cellular level and we can’t exactly create mass once it’s gone. Hell… If we could, why would we? We wouldn’t withhold a vaccine to a deadly virus, so why would we withhold the vaccine to the virus that is Man? It simply goes against all the hard work we’ve put in here at Change Inc”.

Holding her hand out, she waited for Bill to take it, his tiny form only allowing him to grip one finger as she pulled him to his feet. “Your welcome kit and room key are at the front desk”, she informed Bill as she turned him towards the door before making her way back to her desk, “Now run along! Orientation starts tomorrow.”

As Bill made his first few steps in the direction of the exit, he peered back at the elephantine woman. The blood in his veins ran cold at the sight before him, his eyes bulged in his head as he watched Val hike up her dress in front of her office chair and hastily tug her panties out from the depths of her ass and vagina and down past her thick thighs. Bill could only just make out the faint cries of Hank as Val grabbed the flesh of her mammoth, naked ass and spread her cheeks. “Oh Hank, I’m gonna need a quickie before lunch. You don’t mind obliging, do you?” she asked rhetorically to the screaming man, not even dignifying him with the chance to refuse as she began lowering her broad posterior into her chair.

“Please not aga...!” Hank screamed out just as she sat fully, forcing her immense ass into the chair and muffling all sounds he was able to make. “Don’t be a baby! It’s not like you’re going anywhere!”, Val said, chuckling as she wiggled herself deeper into the chair, causing her to moan with pleasure. She peered up to Bill staring at her, causing him to jump with fright as he realised she noticed he was watching. Luckily for Bill, she simply commanded, “Please shut the door on your way out, Bill”. Her tone was completely normal, as if what was happening wasn’t a totally bizarre and terrifying form of torture. Just as Bill pulled the door shut behind him, he caught a final glimpse of Val - she was moaning louder now, and more frequently, as she rhythmically ground her colossal ass and pussy into Hank’s unwilling form; likely covering him in all sorts of unholy coatings that Bill wanted to purge his mind of. He had enough to worry about now, he thought, as he made his way to the reception.

Orientation Day by Vexed

Today was orientation day and Bill was ready to begin his first class. He had considered what he had gotten himself into for every moment he’d been awake since his interview with Val, and came to the conclusion that he had to just try his best not to end up like Hank. His career in servitude to men-hating, extremist women was now inevitable, but at least he could make it a little easier on himself.

He took a seat in the packed classroom and peered around the people within it; a majority of women of all shapes, sizes and ages and only a handful of men, all averaging around but no taller than three feet in height. Upon his entry into the class, he was asked to take a survey on the company mission and gender roles. His interview with Val served well to inform him on the types of answers they’d likely be looking for here, and he made sure to answer them with Hank in mind.

With everyone finished with their surveys, the instructor, a tall woman named Marie, collected them from everyone’s desks. The classroom fell silent as the door swung open and in came Val. Her huge stature, gargantuan width and position in the company made her almost a living legend among all the men and women in the classroom. Not one person in there, even the women at normal size, did not fear Val, her control over the room was awe inspiring.

“Welcome to Change Inc everyone! This is a very special day for all of you, I hope you’re excited!” Val began, addressing the room. The women in the room clapped enthusiastic, and the men followed suit, mostly concerned about what may happen if they didn’t show enthusiasm. “I’ll be here to have a discussion with you all about our mission here, and then we’ll talk about gender roles within society” Val explained, her confidence oozing out of her as she moved around the front of the classroom, causing her mammoth breasts to bounce as she did.

Val did an initial speech on the mission of Change Inc, something Bill had been familiarised with after the ordeal of meeting Hank. The women in the classroom were enthused with each word that Val spoke, whilst the men didn’t seem as impressed but still faked smiles and clapped nonetheless. Except for one man who did not clap, he simply raised his hand with a question. Bill had noticed this man in the classroom already, he had a smug grin constantly painted across his face and he must have been barely over two feet tall.

Seeing his hand in the air and having spoken to him before, Val called upon the small man, “Yes Rich?”

He put his hand down finally and asked his question, “Don’t you think that male consolidation is going a bit too far?” His grin returning to his face once he had asked his question. Bill cringed at how forward he had been, he couldn’t believe someone would be so brash as to question such a core part of Change Inc to the CEO in front of all these people.

“To answer your question simply, Rich - no, I don’t believe male consolidation is going too far at all. Human women have been oppressed by men for all of time and it’s simply in male nature to disrupt and destroy. We see again and again throughout nature that animals will come to a point where men are used only for reproduction and sustenance. Take the black widow spider, it will mate with the male and then eat it for food. It is a natural progression, and humanity is on the cusp of their progression into the next stage.” Val replied, pacing back and forth as she spoke. The women all listened intently, their eyes glistening with interest and awe.

Having been answering his question to the room, Val took a moment to speak to Richard directly, “I appreciate your candour, Rich, and we’re always open to feedback. However, as one of my admins, I expect you to be fully aligned with our mission.” Richard did not respond with anything except a submissive nod. He sat now silent, his smug grin significantly less apparent now.

After a bit more back and forth between Val and the class, and a small lecture on the role of the male in society, Val decided it was time to move onto the next part of the class. “Well tying in to the valuable question asked by Rich, I think it’s time we all met our male HR representative”. The class all peered over towards the door and waited patiently.

Whilst the class peered the wrong way, Val peered down between her titanic, wobbling breasts and separated them as best she could with one hand. She used her other hand to dig through her mammary fat, in search of something. “Now where did he go?” she mumbled to herself. The class slowly realised where the HR representative likely was, causing a few men’s jaws to drop and a few women to giggle. Bill was slightly desensitised to this, he knew there could be much worse places to be.

Digging deeper into her soft flesh, Val finally found what she was looking for and plucked a disheveled man from between her enormous breasts. He was completely naked and covered in the sweat that had collated between her tits, leaving his skin greasy and his hair slicked down to his scalp.

“Petey, why don’t you explain to the class the positive impact that male consolidation has?” Val asked, holding the soaked man in her hand like a trophy. He began speaking, but the class simply heard an inaudible squeak. The women in the class all fawned over how cute he sounded. Val looked over to the instructor standing beside her and asked, “Could you please get me a mic for a three incher?”

Bill looked at his classmates as she spoke and noticed a look of shock on all the men’s faces, some even going so far as to mouth the words “three incher?” in disbelief. The women in the class also noticed the shock of the men and giggled to each other at their surprise.

Marie, the instructor, passed a tiny mic from a box at the front of the classroom to Val and she passed it to Pete. Pete pulled the small headset over his tiny head and after a clicking sound, his tiny voice could be heard projected through a speaker at the front of the room.

The tiny man, referred to by Val as Petey, spoke, “Thanks, Val. One word: testosterone”. He peered up at Val as if for approval after his pause, she simply smiled back and he continued, “You give a man more testosterone and what happens?”. He pauses and looks around the room for anyone interested in answering his question.

The shortest of the women in the class, a blonde woman in a ponytail, raised her hand eagerly. Val called upon her for Pete, since she’d not notice him doing it from her desk. “It makes them stronger?” she asked.

“Yes!” Pete replied, “However, what I’m looking for is: it makes them aggressive. Countless studies prove this, it cannot be disputed. Women have significantly less testosterone naturally than men do. Naturally, they’re simply less aggressive. We’re not here to commit genocide at Change Inc, not at all”, he continued. He looked towards Val again and she nodded this time approvingly.

Pete was on a roll now. “The Men Problem within society shouldn’t necessarily be squashed” Pete explained, some of the smaller men wincing at his choice of words, causing some of the women to giggle and even getting a smirk out of Val. “But it should be managed, and that’s what male consolidation is for. Men still have their role in society after all” he concluded.


The class continued to ask Bill some questions with Val stepping in for a few. One woman stuck her hand into the air and asked, “Why are you naked?” This caused a fit of giggles from many of the women, the men listened intently, curious about why and if it was an indicator of their potential future.

Pete looked up to Val for approval on answering the question, not quite sure on how to answer. “I’ll take this one, Petey.” Val said, gesturing for him to take a break. She placed him down on the desk in front of her, the woman sat at the desk eager to take a closer look at him; even holding her finger up to him like she might a newborn baby.

“It’s far too hot outside for him to be wearing his clothes, they’d be soaked by the end of the day and we’d never get the sweat out. My girls aren’t exactly going to be bone dry when we’re going about our business all day”, Val explained, pushing her titanic breasts together slightly with her arms as she spoke. The women all laughed heartily and Val looked down at Pete as she did also. He laughed too, albeit nervously.

He was extremely hesitant on some of the questions, even opting to not respond to some of them and simply allowing Val to steer the talk elsewhere. The women asked about corrective action and what led to his consolidation, his silence extremely telling to the men; especially Bill, who had seen all too well the effect of corrective action. Bill wanted to see Pete’s facial expression better upon hearing these questions, Bill guessed Pete wasn’t much different to Hank other than right now he was in a better position.

With Pete having done such a good job, Val thanked him. She reached down and gripped his tiny body and affectionately rubbed his head with her thumb, seeming like a power display more than anything. She thanked the class for such an engaging and enlightening discussion, and said her goodbyes.

She reached down from the front desk where Pete was standing and plucked him up. Slowly, she began moving him towards her huge mammaries and used her other hand to pull one aside, revealing the monstrous crevasse that served as his home for the day, at least until he was called upon again or she tired of his company. The women all watched, their eyes glistening and their mouths agape.

Pete shouted up to Val, in a final attempt at even the tiniest respite from her sweating tits, “Could I please travel in your hand or pocket?” he asked.

Val smiled down at Pete, slightly displeased by him speaking out of turn but not prepared to make a scene, “Petey, that simply wouldn’t be viable. It’s too dangerous to carry you in my hand, I could drop you. And you know all too well that my pockets are too tight for you to travel in”, she explained to him.

Feeling as if she had adequately answered his request, she continued to spread her massive breasts and lower him between them. Pete’s faux confidence had faded now, leaving only a scared and shaking man. It was harrowing for Bill to see the man riddled with such fear and trauma, as he disappeared between her fatty mounds. Val finalised the storing of Bill by pushing him slightly deeper with her index finger, before releasing her breasts and smiling as they bounced back together to seal him in completely.

Upon her exit, Val whispered something in the instructor’s ear before looking over towards Rich, who jumped slightly as her eyes pierced into him. “Thank you everyone! I hope to see you soon” she said, still staring right at Rich. “And Rich, I suppose we’ll have to agree to disagree on male consolidation, although I hope you’ll come around shortly”, she finished. And with that, Val strode out of the classroom.

Marie finished up the class, passing out complimentary goodie bags filled with treats and additional reading material to everyone. The women of the class took this time to talk in length about how fantastic a class that was and how they couldn’t wait to meet Val again. The men talked more also, their conversation not quite as passionate. With his grin back on his face, Rich said “Yeah I’m going to be one of Val’s assistants apparently. I’d like to see her try and make me like ‘Petey’, it ain’t happening. Not this guy!”

Bill shook his head in disbelief at Bill’s audacity, he was going to be one of Val’s admins too. Maybe it was a good thing that Rich would be there. Maybe he’d take her attention away from him and he could ride this out pretty smoothly. The future with his new boss and idiot new colleague was certainly going to be interesting, but that was likely the most positive way he’d be able to describe it.

Mind, Body and Soul by Vexed

Day two seemed to come quickly, Bill made his way through the long hallway towards the hot yoga room on campus. Today’s lesson plan centered around a team-building exercise dubbed Mind, Body and Soul. Relaxation, now that was something he could get behind. As he approached the room, he read the sign on the door to make sure he was in the right place as he opened it to enter.

It was already bustling with activity, littered with familiar faces. Keeping his head down, Bill made his way inside and went to the water machine to fill up his drink. Everyone had naturally fallen into groups, with a clear divide between the women and men. They all chatted away, filling the room  with upbeat convo.

As the water filled up the free bottle he had been given yesterday, Bill couldn’t help but overhear the conversation from the women beside him. Most of the group seemed to be in their early twenties with only a couple of them likely pushing thirty. They talked in length about their admiration of Val. The seemingly oldest of the group, a tall, blonde woman with a decent figure and only a bit of pudge around her hips and midsection, even going so far as to wish Val was around to teach her ex-husband some manners. “Maybe you should get him to apply!” one of the girls suggested, causing the rest of the group to burst into laughter.

Bill sighed, reminded of the situation he and his peers were forced into.  The conversation was cut short as their instructor Marie addressed the room. Her brown hair tied back in a ponytail, modest breasts easily held by a sports bra and a colourful, patterned pair of yoga pants to complete the look.  It was an interesting contrast to the business attire she had worn yesterday, but not in a bad way. She was quite pretty.

“If you could all please organise yourselves into two rows facing each other. Oh and if you would  leave enough room in the centre for me, that would be fantastic”, Marie asked. The room went into immediate motion, eager to make a good impression. As everyone laid  their yoga mats down. Bill, not having any creed to follow, searched for an open spot. After a quick scan someone caught his eye. A tiny fellow across the room. Was he a last minute new hire? If so, why was he so small? He kind of looked like...no, ...it couldn’t be. Could it?

Bill’s jaw dropped as he realized that little guy was Rich, only he couldn’t have been more than  ten inches tall now. He looked tiny, tiny and defeated. Bill eyed up the empty spot opposite Rich and made a beeline for it, laying his mat down nonchalantly; not wanting Rich to notice how eager he was to know what had happened. “Hey Rich”, Bill said simply, watching him carefully for a response.

Rich struggled to unroll his normal sized mat, not even looking back up at Bill’s sympathetic smile as he replied, “Hey”, quietly.

“I’m so sorry man...I feel terrible for you. How'd they do it this time? Was it something in the goody bag?” Bill asked, peering around the room to make sure no one else was listening.

Rich looked up finally, surveying the room as well. “Listen Bill, I just want to get through the day. I can’t afford to get into any more trouble”, he responded. His eyes pierced through Bill, void of the spirit he had seen just yesterday. It was harrowing to say the least. Bill didn’t try to get any more out of the poor guy.

As the two rows finally came into shape and everyone finished putting their mats down, ready to start - the door swung open once more. The all-dwarfing form of Val entered, clad in tight yoga gear. Her top, as had been the case with her office attire, was near bursting as it struggled to contain her mammoth breasts. Her yoga shorts hugged every ridge of her ass, with the fat from her stomach hanging generously over her waistband. Her entire body jiggled and bounced as she walked, her shorts digging into her vagina and causing her to have quite a distinct cameltoe. Her hips seemed to take on a life of their own as they quaked and jiggled with each step.

She paused for a moment as she looked around the room before locking eyes with Rich and making her way towards him. His eyes bulged in horror as she approached, he kept his head down, likely praying she’d just pass him. Bill knew better though, he could see it in her eyes. As she walked past him, he couldn’t help but stare - the cellulite that littered the backs of her thighs and the crease where her ass began, an ass that was damn near overflowing her yoga shorts. She oozed confidence. He could see why the girls all admired her so much, she was the pinnacle of female empowerment,  totally unapologetic for who she was and how she looked.

Looking down at the now tiny man, she condescendingly asked, “So did you enjoy your goody bag?” Bill kept his head down, praying that Rich didn’t rise to her teasing; although he really didn’t expect much from Rich in his current state. Rich didn’t react, he simply forced a smile up at the huge woman.

“Well I hope it was tasty. Now, Rich, it would seem I have forgotten my mat”, Val began. Bill could see the fear in Rich’s face as she crouched down to his level and said it right behind him, so close he could feel her breath on his neck. “Mind if we share a mat Rich? It’s not like you need a full one at your size, and since we’ll be working closely with one another it’ll be a great way to get to know each other, don’t ya think?”, she continued. Rich could do nothing but agree to it, what other option would he have?

Val took her position directly above him, the mat and floor vibrating with each step as she straddled him. He winced as the monstrous woman stood over him.

Marie took her position in the centre of the two rows. “Alright class, I’d like us to begin with a simple prayer pose. Keeping your legs and back straight, bring your hands together and shut your eyes”, she began. With his eyes shut, Bill began to notice just how hot the room was with everyone inside. A single bead of sweat dripped down his face, he began to think that maybe this wasn’t going to be as easy as he had earlier thought.

“Now take a deep breath in through your nose and hold it for a moment”, Marie kindly told the class. The sounds of them all breathing in filled the room. “And out”, Marie finally said, causing the class to all exhale softly. Opening one eye, Bill looked over to Rich and Val who seemed to be getting on thus far. So far, so good.

The class continued with a few beginner positions, mostly standing postures with a couple brief balance poses. Nothing too advanced. The heat though, that’s what made it tough - , especially for Val. Bill could see the beads of sweat beginning to drip down her form, and onto Rich and the mat below. Bill could see a puddle starting to form as tiny splashes of sweat rained down around Poor little guy.

“Good job everyone! Now, let’s try something a little harder. Put your right leg in front of your left, bend the knee like you're in a lunge, left foot pointed out and arms above your head. Warrior one - hold for two minutes. I know it’s tough, it’s supposed to be. Clear your mind.”Marie said. Val huffed as she shuffled her sweaty feet along the mat, struggling to keep her balance. As she moved and her body came closer to the ground, her monolithic ass came into position just above Rich.

Rich was surrounded in  her sweaty musk. As they held their position, an almost inaudible hiss escaped from above. Rich was encased in a cloud silent fart as he tried his best to stifle his choking. Bill couldn’t help but notice Rich’s face turning red, as he seemingly tried to stop himself from coughing. Rich craned his head upwards at the titanic woman who didn’t even spare him a glance, her body continuing to shake as she struggled to maintain the pose.

“Wow, soak in the fact that you just did that! Now let’s give the legs a little break with some downward dog. Hands on the floor, shoulder width apart, and let’s get those butts in the air! If you can get your heels to the floor that’s great, otherwise, just do your best.” Marie instructed  Rich was thankful for the greater distance from Val’s big gassy ass. He took in a deep breath of fresh air, whilst Val moved into position.

Her pendulous breasts strained against the fabric of her poorly sized top as they swung mere inches above his head. Rich, wanting to be away from her massive, sweating mammaries, mimicked the rest of the class’ positions. Suddenly a huge splash of sweat struck the back of his neck and coated his entire body. Val was really struggling now, her immense weight serving to cause her nothing but additional strain. The sweat was flowing off of her now, flooding down onto Rich and the mat below. It began to pool in the centre of the mat, forcing Rich to do his poses from within the puddle.

“And now into child pose”, Marie commanded the class. Val had done this one before, and thoroughly enjoyed the relaxed nature of it. She wasted no time in moving into this position, steamrolling the tiny man with her breasts as he waited for more elaborate instruction. Rich screamed out, heard by nobody as the fatty flesh crushed him into the drenched mat. Marie explained to the class how to do this pose, all too late for Rich, “With your shins firmly against the mat, bring your torso forward, your arms straight in front of you, plant your head into the floor and take a moment to rest”. Val was always thankful for a rest position, not even noticing Rich’s plight beneath her tits.

Bill looked over to Rich and Val to see her huge chest and stomach both pressed firmly into the ground, and no sign of Rich. He prayed for the poor guy’s safety as he tried not to stare. After what felt like an eternity, Marie allowed everyone to stand up and take a quick drink. Bill looked over as the giant women stood up, leaving a sweat-soaked, flattened man in her wake.

Rich lay there for a moment as Val got a drink, his breaths exaggerated as he tried his best to get his lungs back to normal. His clothing was dripping wet and his body was red raw from being rubbed between Val’s huge breasts and the mat beneath her.

“Alright everyone, we’re going to finish up now with a mindful position that we’ll hold for one minute: Squatting Prayer Pose.”, Marie explained to the class as they all put their drinks down beside their mats and got back into position. Val stomped her way back into position, each movement causing Rich to panic that she may just crush him again at any moment. Again, she just stood above him as if all was normal.

Rich paid no mind to Marie as she instructed everyone to get into their final position. He began to peel the soaking tee he wore from his body, needing to wring it out. Marie instructed, “With your feet shoulder width apart, get down into a squatting position and hold your hands together as if praying with your elbows in front of your knees. As before, shut your eyes and hold that position”.

The mat shook once more as Val spread her feet until they were shoulder width apart. She slowly bent her knees and brought her colossal ass lower towards the soaked mat below her. Rich didn’t even notice Val’s abyss-like cameltoe hovering ominously above his head as she struggled to get low enough. He simply twisted his tattered tee, wringing out all of Val’s sweat that it had soaked up.

As a bead of sweat dripped down below from the crotch of her shorts and onto Rich, he finally turned around. What he saw shook him to his core, he stared mere inches from a cameltoe that could easily gripped his ten inch form. To make matters worse,  she was shaking like a leaf.  Val looked as if she could topple and crush him at any moment.

Suddenly, in an attempt to improve her form, Val lowered her squat. Rich was thrown to the ground as her fat, spandex-covered cameltoe struck him. As he lay on his back dazed, Val took notice of him lying in her sweat just below her cunt. Reaching down between her legs, she grabbed him and knocked his shirt from his hand.

“Richie, be a doll and hold still for me will ya? This itch has been driving me nuts since I got here”, Val simply requested, not giving the tiny man much of a choice on the matter. He held stiff as a board, in an attempt to keep her happy, worried about the alternative if he didn’t. Val brought his tiny body closer to her vagina and soon dug his head deep between her plump cunt lips. Bill watched in horror as the head of the tiny man disappeared between the pudgy lips as it  was dragged up and down the length of her slit. The thin layer of sweaty spandex served as the only barrier between Rich and a full-body rape from his immense older boss.

This was sexual assault. There was no doubt in Bill’s mind. But what exactly could he do? This was the CEO, and she was many times his size. Not to mention the fact that she could make him smaller, hell, that could be him! Bill worried as Rich continued to get violated, all while remaining  stiff, likely scared for his life. He was frozen in fear as the CEO continued to  sexually assault the small man, using his head to tease her moistening vagina as if it were the tip of a penis.

Bill caught a look of a few of the girls in the class, all gazing upon the free show. . They nudged each other and giggled over Rich’s predicament. The men all watched on in fear, disgusted at the treatment of their small friend.

Val, paying no mind to anyone else, continued to forcefully rub Rich’s head into her spandex-covered cunt  lips. Only now she was getting noticeably  flustered as she grunted and pressed him in further. Eventually she rubbed him a little too hard however, as she  felt his body lose some of its stiffness. Though by that point Val had reached a point of slight satisfaction as her body quivered with relief as she brought the grinding of Rich’s head against her vagina to an end. She casually released him, his weak body falling to the mat below, before resuming her position in the final pose. Blissful.

“And you can all open your eyes and relax!” Marie concluded. The class all in unison breathed one final sigh of relief and clapped for Marie’s fantastic instruction. The men still remained relatively quiet and reserved, whilst the women all sang Marie’s praise for such an amazing session of yoga.

As the class erupted back into conversation like they had before the class began, Val reached down and grabbed Rich once more; bringing him up to her face. “Sorry about all the sweat! I really do need a more consistent exercise regimen!” Val remarked to the tiny man, forced to stare back at her and listen. “There’s an idea, maybe we should partner up!” Val continued, as she began to rub her thumb against his crotch within her grip. “Working up a sweat with a buddy is always better than doing it by yourself, ya know? Especially if I get one of those pesky itches, like that one just a moment ago” Val concluded, before releasing Rich once more down onto the sweat-ridden mat below.

Val made her way to the exit, making small talk with some of the new hires as they grabbed their things. “Val I love your work, I cannot stress enough how excited I am to be working for Change Inc!” the older woman Bill had overheard said, her face beaming at the opportunity to speak to her idol.

“Oh thank you so much! What’s your name?” Val replied, smiling back at the excited woman.

“My name is Jessica. I was in an extremely toxic marriage for six years and I’m only just getting my life back in order”, Jessica explained, her slightly wrinkled face blushing as she spoke.

“Well!” Val replied, “I don’t think there’s a better place for you than here. I’m glad you’re on board!” Val warmly placed her hand on Jessica’s arm, causing her to grin with such admiration and thankfulness. Bill watched in awe at the messiah-like woman as she worked the room.

A younger woman from Jessica’s group earlier approached Val and Jessica, “Hey Jess! Did you tell Val about our plan to get your husband to apply?!” Jessica’s face reddened in embarrassment from her friend’s outburst.

“I… I...“ Jessica began, trying to explain that she didn’t actually plan to entrap someone.

Val reassured Jessica with her warm smile, stating, “No need to explain, Jessica. We all know too well how men can be, wanting closure is normal”. Turning her attention to the black haired girl who had joined their conversation. She looked to be in her early twenties, with her hair quite short and spiked, her smile never changing from that of a cheeky and devious one. “And what’s your name?” Val asked her, holding her hand out to greet her.

The girl clutched Val’s hand and shook it rapidly, her energy infectious. “My name’s Rosie! I’ve been trying to get a position here for quite a while now, I’m super excited to be part of such a world changing organisation! The only thing I’m struggling to grasp is why we even need them here. Why not make them all redundant?” Rosie asked, looking directly at Bill as he listened into their conversation from the water machine he had been at once earlier. Bill jumped in fright as the women all looked over to him, he fumbled to put his bottle under the spout as if filling it.

Val laughed at Rosie’s forwardness as she watched Bill, causing Jessica and Rosie to laugh too. “I think there are steps we can take to avoid having to get rid of men”, Val began, turning her vision away from Bill and back to the intently listening women. “They’re needed after all! I think the key is consolidation and keeping control. Take an ant, for example, a highly aggressive insect. If the ants were our size, none of us would be here. However, their diminutive size means that they pose no threat to us. We should take inspiration from this.”

Jessica and Rosie’s eyes widened as they took in her words of wisdom, such a powerful wordsmith and visionary. Rosie spoke up once more, “Wow, you’re so right! I suppose it wouldn’t be the worst if a couple got squished in the process though?”

Val laughed again at the girl’s audacity. She collected her things up that she had placed beside her while they spoke, preparing to make her exit. “Well…” she began, the girls waiting with bated breath. “To make an omelette, you have to break a few eggs”, she smiled at the two girls, bowing her head to say goodbye and headed out of the room. Leaving them awestruck in her wake.

As the women left, Bill peered back over to Rich and saw him still trying to roll up his yoga mat. Wanting to help the guy out, Bill headed over, and was followed by the other men in the class who were chatting amongst themselves quietly. Crouching down beside Rich, Bill helped the small man roll up his mat with ease.

Rob, one of the men who had also been shrunken but to around three feet tall, spoke to Rich sympathetically, “I’m so sorry man, I know how you feel. It’s totally emasculating. Are you okay?”

The other men repeated Rob’s question in unison, all showing genuine concern for their friend. Leon, like Rob only three feet tall, tried to reassure him, “We’re in this together. If there’s anything we can do, just let us know bro. This was meant to be a huge step up in my career and now I feel trapped”. The group nodded, all having similar experiences. Despite how bad the situation was, Bill couldn’t help but think about how wholesome they all were. In normal circumstances, they’d likely never even interact with one another. Yet here they were, adult men, offering support to each other. In a sort of twisted way, Change Inc was making them better people.

Rich finally looked up at the men standing around him, his spirit completely dead inside. He was broken. A shell of his former self. His lip quivered as he struggled to find his words. “I… I… just want to be alone” he said, his voice barely a whisper. He struggled to pick up his now-rolled yoga mat, and began dragging it towards the door of the room.

Office Life by Vexed

“And here’s the main room where you’ll be working” Melanie said in a dull tone as she heaved open the thick, glass double door. As she entered, they threateningly swung back towards Rich and Bill as they ran behind her into the room. A vibrant and loud space, filled with women and shrunken men alike all working like a hive of bees. The walls were brightly coloured, the benches and desks a clean white.

The two shrunken men were awestruck as they looked around at the bustling office space, paying extra mind to anyone on their feet who might knock into them accidentally. “If you can continue to follow me”, Melanie continued, looking back at them like useless ducklings, “I’ll show you where the kitchens are”. The two men stayed close to Melanie’s legs.

Peering up at his guide, Bill took note of her clothing and figure. He had not gotten a good look at her when they had first met, waiting outside of Val’s office, since she had been sitting behind her desk. Back then, he would've stood at the same height as her and her petite figure would’ve been dwarfed even by his only slightly more masculine frame. Now she was nearly twice his size and could overpower him with one hand if she wanted to.

As they walked, the open plan room expanded into what felt more like an auditorium with large windows all along the far wall. There was a long, white breakfast bar filled with snacks and fruit, free for anyone to take. The ceilings were far higher here, even for people of regular height. Behind the bar, lay the kitchen utilities. Chatting women were scattered across the bar, picking at fruit and other snacks as they socialised on their breaks.

Bill recognised one of the women at the bar as she looked over at their guide, Melanie, surrounded by two short men. It was Rosie, she had been the loud one he had overheard talking to Val after yoga. She hopped down from her position sitting on one of the kitchen benches, never taking her eyes away from them as she walked. “Hey! I’ve heard some rumours about you!” Rosie shouted over to them on her approach, her eyes were no longer on Bill. Bill followed her eyeline and looked down at his shorter friend.

Bending over condescendingly, Rosie looked directly into Rich’s eyes and placed her hands on her knees. “I hear that Val has a soft spot for you, and you are in charge of pleasuring that soft spot”, she joked, causing her friends at the breakfast bar to laugh as they listened. Bill looked up at the thus far stoic Melanie who, to his surprise, cracked the first smile he’d seen from her in the entire time he’d been at Change Inc. Rich stared hard into the ground, knowing better than to rise to anything a woman said here.

Melanie laughed at Rosie, who she had met a couple of times already. “I’m showing them around, all men are given a personal initial tour so they at least know the huge space they have to navigate”, Melanie explained to her short haired friend, looking down at them as she spoke.

Rosie turned her focus to Bill and shuffled in her squatted pose over to him, her smile ever widening. “I understand why you’d escort them around. Without you to babysit them, I might’ve taken a leaf out of Val’s book with this one!” Rosie exclaimed as she inappropriately gripped Bill’s arms, feeling the definition in them. Bill tried to pull himself away from her but her grip on his arm only tightened painfully in response. “You look around my age”, she continued as she looked up and down his body with her lust filled, piercing hazel eyes.

Bill and Rich said nothing, they both simply looked down at their feet as Rosie examined the two of them. Melanie, deciding it was time to continue their tour, simply stated, “Right! I think it’s time we continued, we’ll see you around Rosie!”

Rosie shook herself from her stare into the eyes of Bill and brought herself back to her feet. “Sure! See you around!” she replied smiling. “And I hope I do”, she muttered, all the while looking at Bill as he turned to follow Melanie out of the kitchen area. He kept his head down as he followed Melanie and Rich. He was trying to keep a low profile, yet here he was somehow being the one to draw the unwanted attention.

“And here’s the printers, the buttons are a little high for you both. But men are usually given more fitting tasks for their sizes”, Melanie explained as she brushed her hand along the top of the whirring machine. She looked down at the two shrunken men and asked, “Any questions so far?” Sighing after she said it, clearly bored of her mundane task actually showing them around.

“Erm yes”, Rich called up, raising his hand politely as he did. “What do we actually do here for work? I see people working, but I have very little idea what our day to day will actually be like”, he said, curious.

Continuing their walk as she responded, Melanie answered, “Your job can be anything from typing something up, to personally aiding senior members of staff with a task, to projects assigned by Valerie herself. Once we’re finished with the tour, we’ll be paying Val a visit. She’ll be able to give you more information on what specifically she’d like you both to be working on”.

Finally they reached their desks. “And this is where you’ll both be stationed. I am aware the desks are quite small, but you both don’t exactly need as much space as a woman might”, Melanie explained to them as they stepped into the small cubicle and inspected their individual workspaces. Humble stations - a computer, a keyboard, a chair and a drawer with a key in.

“Now follow me and I’ll take you to Val”, Melanie commanded the two men. She turned her back to them and made the walk through the other side of the room, where foot traffic was plentiful, towards Val’s office. Leaving them no warning to stay near her, Melanie’s long legs quickly lengthened the gap between them as they chased after her hurriedly. She paid them no mind as she made her way almost without them.

Rich and Bill huddled together closely as they crossed the busiest strip of office in Melanie’s wake. Women crossed by, only narrowly missing them as they moved. Bill noticed that the men seemed to stick to the outsides; that would be something he’d remember for when he’s working in the office. His observations were cut short as a larger woman crossing the room with a stack of papers in her arms came crashing into the two of them.

The papers came plummeting down from her arms as she fell over Rich and Bill. The chubby woman landed in a heap directly on top of Rich and knocked Bill a short distance from her along with the scattered papers. “You idiots!” the woman screamed, with venom in her words. Melanie turned back from the far end of the room, seeing only chaos.

“I am so sorry, Danielle! It’s their first day here”, Melanie began loudly as she made her way back towards them. Her words turned angrier as she moved her gaze down to Bill, with Rich out of sight beneath Danielle, “They clearly don’t know how things here work!” She began picking the papers up and commanded Bill, “Help her get her things... Now!”

Bill wasted no time in quickly collecting all of the papers from the floor, he kept his eye on Rich pinned beneath Danielle who still hadn’t gotten up yet. Slowly, she lifted her pudgy body up from the floor and exposed a gasping Rich to the outside world finally, her ass still crushing his tiny legs. He pulled at them desperately, but could not get his legs out from under the huge woman. “Erm, excuse me? Could you ple… please get up?” Rich asked timidly to the angry woman.

She looked down at him and her face caused Rich to regret even speaking up. Her eyes were full of hate and anger, her lips almost shaking with rage as she pondered the appropriate words for a response. “Get up?” she asked, forcing her weight down harder onto Rich’s legs as she did. “I should crush you right here. Do you have any idea how long this is going to take me? These are hundreds of signed documents in sequence - we can’t just print them. They have to be filed, by hand!”

Melanie interrupted, “Erm, Dani, I was just on my way to take these to see Valerie! I can assign someone to help you with your work but it will have to be later”.

Danielle looked up at Melanie and replied, “Urgh, I suppose it’ll do”. She sighed and slumped down where she sat as Bill finished up collecting the last of her papers, them piling high in his arms. She parted her fringe as she attempted to straighten out her messy hair from the fall, preparing herself to get up and continue her day.

“And erm… Could you...?” Melanie asked, not wanting to say it explicitly to the short tempered woman. Danielle looked confused for a moment before feeling Rich’s short legs and their tiny movements against her bare thigh under her dress.

“Oh yes! Of course!” Danielle replied, having calmed down at least towards Melanie. She climbed to her feet, leaving Rich to try and nurse his crushed legs into a walkable state. Bending down, she snatched the papers from Bill and moved over to retrieve the few that Melanie had collected for her. She allowed Melanie to place the papers on the top of her pile and said, “Thanks a lot Mel, I appreciate you getting me some extra help!” She turned back towards the direction she had been initially heading in and continued across the room, glaring at Rich and Bill as she passed them.

With Danielle away, Melanie looked down at the two who had caused her so much trouble. She crouched down to meet their level and spoke harshly, “Stick near me, do NOT cause any more issues!”. Bill and Rich nodded in silent obedience, Rich still rubbing his almost malformed legs. He shakily climbed to his feet as Melanie waited for them to get ready to move. Turning on her heel, she made her way back towards Val’s office.

Bill and Rich followed her more closely this time, Bill holding onto Rich’s arm as he struggled to walk normally from his injuries. He limped the rest of the way, the two shrunken men narrowly avoiding being crashed into by more women as they walked quickly across the room even behind Melanie. Finally, they made it to Melanie’s desk just outside of Val’s office and waited patiently in front of the huge door.

Reaching down, Melanie gripped the handle of Val’s door and turned it. The latch clicked and it slowly swang into Val’s office, revealing the room to be in total disarray. Her desk had been knocked askew and papers were strewn throughout the place as if it had been ransacked.

They would’ve thought it was ransacked, if they hadn't noticed the sweaty, jiggling body of Val at the far side of the room. Her panties and pants were rolled down to her ankles and her huge ass had been stuffed into her ill-fitting chair once again. She gripped the arms of it tightly as she bounced, huffing and grunting.

The screams of Hank slipped out from beneath her titanic, bare ass each time she bounced it in her chair. Bill and Rich winced with each bounce, knowing the man beneath her was in hell. She continued to grind her ass and vagina over his diminutive body, showing no mercy to her personal toy.

Bill looked up at Melanie, who was laughing as Val raped Hank in front of them, clearly forgetting she was meant to be speaking to them after their tour. Rich nudged Bill, who turned his gaze down towards him. “She’s literally raping him, like it’s nothing, like he’s nothing...!” he whispered to Bill as he grasped their hopelessness of the situation..

Suddenly, a bull elephant fart blasted out from beneath Val’s cellulite ridden ass. The almost deafening noise abruptly stopped Bill and Rich’s conversation, standing them to attention. There was silence beneath Val for a moment, before it was replaced by wails even louder than before. Val sank her ass into her chair deeper as she leaned back and took a break, her fat flesh muffling her screaming toy as she wiggled.

Melanie, taking advantage of her opportunity to get Val’s attention, finished chuckling to herself and cleared her throat. Val immediately heard the clearing and looked up. “Shut the door!” she commanded Melanie, who nodded and reached into the room to grasp the handle.

“Yes, of course! Sorry Val, take your time!” Melanie said as she swung the door completely shut in the faces of Bill and Rich. Speaking to them while they waited, Melanie explained, “The primary thing to remember here, is to keep Val happy. She’s in charge and you’ve seen what can happen if you step out of line. She’s not as lenient with men as she is with women”. To prove her point, Melanie nudged in the direction of Val’s door; the muffled screaming only finally coming to a stop with one final loud creak as Val likely climbed out of her chair.

The handle turned slowly in front of them as Val opened it from the other side. As the door opened, it revealed Val in much closer detail. Dressed in a blouse and slacks, she was dripping in sweat and the smell of her arousal had not faded in spite of her pants being on. With Hank in her arms, she rubbed a washcloth over his tiny body to clean him.

Squatting down before her visitors, she placed the bruised and beaten man down between her legs as she continued to rub the cloth roughly over his pube covered body. He was a mess. His skin was marked and sore, his hair drenched from her ass sweat and cum. Rich gulped seeing the state he was in, it reminded him to be careful. Hank tried his best to cover himself up as she rubbed his naked body.

With Hank almost totally dry, Val wrapped the washcloth around him, manhandling him as she maneuvered it around and secured it. Looking down at the timid man, Val apologised, “I’m sorry about how gassy I was today, I don’t know if it was the coffee or what have you”. Still squatted, she placed her hand on Hank’s shoulder; almost knocking him to the ground. She continued smiling at him approvingly, “We still managed to work through it all and fit in a couple quickies, huh? God knows I needed that!”

Bringing her remaining hand onto his other shoulder, she gripped him tightly and lifted his body like a doll towards hers. She sniffed him over  for a moment before grimacing. “Urgh, you smell like my ass!” Val chuckled, causing Hank to look down ashamedly. “Oh stop that! I’m only teasin’ ya. Tell you what, I’ll give you until 2pm to wash up, get dressed, and report back to work hmm?”

Hank nodded quickly, clearly grateful for the opportunity to cleanse himself. “Thank you Val”, he muttered without looking up.

“Hey!” Val shouted to the broken man, “What did I say about eye contact?” She clipped his arm slightly with her hand, causing him to look up at her.

“That’s better”, she said squeezing his tiny arm affectionately. “Ya know, I’m gonna miss having my little seat cushion. Maybe we should make this a permanent gig, huh? I’ll throw in a nice, little bonus.”

Fumbling his words, Hank desperately searched for a response, “Errr… errr… I… have those projects you assigned me to le… lead”.

“Fair. But you’re a damn good stress reliever, Hank. I’m going to need you to man up and let me borrow your... services every now and again. You understand, don’t ya?” Val said to the nervous man, his lack of confidence visible to them all.

“I… I… um… I... “ Hank stuttered, not knowing what to say in response to the woman with absolute control over him.

Cutting him off before he could find his words, Val said, “Of course you do! It’s settled then”. She patted him on the back lightly to dismiss him before straightening her legs and resuming her towering stance.  “Until next time!” she exclaimed down to Hank as he, the barely foot and half tall man, scurried away in fear.tall.

Val sighed as she watched her tiny toy walk away. “I’m gonna miss that little guy. I’ll have to figure out a way to get him in more often”, she said before turning her gaze to Bill, Rich and Melanie. “Thank you for coming, sorry about the slight delay!” she said to them with a smile. “Thank you Melanie for showing them around, you can get back to your regular tasks”.

“Not a problem at all, Val. If you need anything else, please don’t hesitate to let me know!” Melanie replied, her tone noticeably kinder. Paying the two men no mind, she turned on her heel and headed towards the kitchen.

Clasping her hands together as she grinned at the two men, Val suggested, “Well! Shall we have some lunch?”

Lunch with the CEO by Vexed

Val turned and held the door open as she gestured for the two men to enter her office. They timidly walked in, noticing that in the time the door had been shut Val had tidied up most of the room, with only a few papers left on the floor. As Val shut the door to her office, Bill asked, “Do we not need to go to the kitchen for lunch?”

“Don’t be silly, Change Inc has kindly provided lunch for you today as a welcome gift” Val replied, gesturing towards her desk with three brown paper bags on it. One of the bags was much larger than the other two and coated in grease.

There were two chairs in front of Val’s desk, both of them being much too high for Rich to climb onto. “Here, let me give you a hand buddy”, Bill said, reaching down to pick up the ten inch man. Before he could even make contact, Val, on her way back to her desk, reached down and plucked Rich up from the ground.

Bill could only watch as Val carried Rich with her as she moved around to the back of her desk. With Rich still in her hand, she sank her huge behind into her chair. It groaned loudly as she wedged her ass into its grip before shuffling forward until her legs were under the desk.

Bill pulled one of the chairs closer to Val’s desk so he could easily reach his prepared lunch, before climbing up onto it. He watched as Val had shuffled under the desk and then placed Rich down on the desk in front of one of the bags. Standing up, Rich couldn’t believe that the bag was still just taller than he was. He gripped the edge of it and used his body weight to pull the edge of the bag down.

Val, watching his plight, decided to help the tiny man out. With ease she ripped open the paper bag, nearly knocking Rich over as she exposed a variety of appropriately sized food items. Rich climbed onto the ripped paper bag and reached into the cornucopia, plucking out a tuna and cucumber sandwich.

Bill and Val reached for their respective bags too, following Rich’s lead of tucking in right away. Finally the contents of the noticeably different bag were revealed as Val pulled out a carton of fries and placed it on her desk. Digging back into the bag, she also plucked out a large turkey leg and immediately began tearing off chunks to consume.

As the three of them quietly ate, Rich couldn’t help but notice that Val’s monstrous mammaries seemed to be closing in on him as they spilled onto the desk. He looked up at her as she continued to eat her turkey leg, stopping for a fry every few bites. He wished she’d take more notice, at the same time he wasn’t sure if Val’s constant attention would bode well for him. Deciding it would be best to not make a big thing of Val’s carelessness, Rich shuffled uncomfortably away from her huge breasts before continuing to eat his sandwich with his head down.

“So, I’m sure you’ve both been wondering what your role here at Change Inc might entail”, Val said, breaking the silence in the room. “Well, men are given jobs based on their respective sizes”, she continued, waving the half eaten turkey leg around as she spoke.

“For example, if I needed coffee...” Val began as she raised her mug up from the desk, “Rich might struggle to carry my mug. However, Bill could totally handle that”. She lifted the mug to her lips and took a sip before setting it down beside Rich, who was sat eating another sandwich. He winced as the mug slammed into the desk beside him. The mug towered over him, taller than he was when sat down.

“Rich would be useful for other things such as sorting my mail, organising my desk drawers”, Val explained, her mind wandering as she thought of more tasks for Rich. “Heck, I bet you’d do an amazing job on my nails and toenails!” Val suggested gleefully, causing Rich to visibly cringe. Bill felt bad for his puny friend, but couldn’t help but be thankful for his treatment thus far.

“Oh - that reminds me, I need little Petey to sign off on some of your new job functions, Rich”. Reaching over to her desk phone, she pulled it along her desk until it was directly in front of her, before pressing the shortcut for Melanie. Lifting the phone off the receiver, it rang before being promptly picked up by Melanie. Val spoke into the phone immediately, “Melanie, can you please bring Petey to my office as soon as possible? I need him to sign off on something”. Bill and Rich both looked at each other as they realised they had noticed the same thing, Val’s nipples had started to poke through her bra and blouse.

Melanie simply replied, “No problem, Valerie. I’ll be there in a moment”.

“Thanks, Mel!” Val said before hanging up the phone. “So do either of you have any questions?” Val asked, leaning further onto the desk. Her breasts flowed generously onto the desk, causing Rich to shuffle again, this time out of necessity. He looked into the abyss before him and saw that her wrinkled skin had a sheen to it from sweat, stray droplets raced down her long, furrowed cleavage.

Bill finished chewing his food and put his hand up slightly to signify his desire to ask a question. Val looked over to him as she took another bite out of her turkey leg, giving Bill a good indication that he could speak freely. “Will I need Pete to sign…” Bill began before Val looked away from him suddenly. He turned to see what she was looking at, noticing the door to her office swinging open.

Mel appeared in the doorway with Peter in hand. “Petey! Great of you to join us!” Val exclaimed as Mel made her way across the room.

Placing Peter down, Mel asked, “Will that be everything, Val?” She placed her hands behind her back and smiled at the huge CEO, waiting for her next potential errand.

“No that’ll be all, thank you Mel!” Val replied, smiling back at her. She watched as Mel made her way back across her office before shutting the door without further words.

“So, Petey, I just need…” Val trailed off, plucking Peter up from the edge of her desk and bringing him down in front of her. Bill and Rich noticed him visibly shaking and cowering as she had gone to pick the tiny HR rep up. “I need your sign off on Rich’s new job functions”. She stood up as she had spoken, reaching across the desk and grabbing a document from the opposite end. Her fat, heaving body hung ominously over Rich and Peter as she leaned, Peter having to duck down to avoid being hit by the fat of her stomach that was barely contained by her blouse.

As Val stood up straight and placed the document down in front of her, Peter couldn’t help but notice her gnawing, hungry cameltoe mere inches from his face. The heat from her sex emanated through her pants, causing him to shudder at the horrors that lay beyond. He took two fearful steps back, wanting as much distance between himself and Val’s vagina as possible.

He looked down at the document, wanting to keep his mind off her looming nether regions. Val noticed that Peter was trembling as he read the document, looking towards her periodically for some reason. Allowing Peter some time to continue his assessment of the contents of the document, Val looked up to Bill and Rich, “You’d think Petey wouldn’t act so weird being this close to me”.

Peter, hearing her talking about him, immediately looked up from the document. “Sorry, Val. I didn’t realise I was acting weird”, Peter replied, trying to explain himself as the woman addressed the strange behaviour that even Rich and Bill had noticed.

“Especially since after I first consolidated you down to three inches - and kept you as my little panty-pal for a month. You remember? Helping me relieve stress ‘n all” Val reminisced, looking down at Peter who was twisting his neck painfully up to meet her gaze. Her smile changing to concern, Val asked, “You’ll be well acquainted with it by now, won’t you?”

“Errm… Y-Yes, Val!” Peter replied nervously, looking back down at the document. Finding an opportunity to change the aim of the conversation, Peter pointed down to the document and asked, “W-what did you mean by…”

“Petey...”, Val said, the disappointment in her voice noticeable to everyone in the room. Peter’s blood ran cold. Val placed her hands on her hips, “I thought you enjoyed our time together, I know I did. You were such a sweet little fit down there. Pressed right up against me- all snug between my lips. Val nudged her fat pubic mound subtly closer to Peter as she spoke, her erotic memories bringing back past heat she had felt. “I don’t think I’ve ever squirted before you. Now I can’t seem to stop!” Val chuckled.

“Yes V-Val, I enj… enjoyed it. B-b-but should we really be talking about this in front of new hires?” he pointed over to Rich and Bill who were both watching their exchange, their faces red from the usually private and intimate nature of their conversation.

Looking down at Bill and Rich, Val asked, “Who them? They’re my admins. They need to get used to how things operate around here. Besides, they just ran in on me riding the hell out of Hank. Ya know, his corrective action for inappropriate computer traffic?” Val could feel the burn in her loins as she thought about her time with Hank fondly. “Man did I put him through the ringer! Made quite the mess of him!” Val laughed. Turning her attention to Peter, she added, “Not quite as messy as you got though! I remember barely being able to make you out through all the goo and hair any time I checked on you in the bathroom. Or when I lost track of time and brought you home with me”.

Bill and Rich’s jaws dropped upon hearing the hell Peter had been through. They had seen or heard of people being punished for an hour, or a day. But they had never heard of someone being forced to endure something like that for an entire month! The cowering and stuttering from Peter all made sense now,

Noticing Val waiting for his response, Peter replied, “Y-yes, it was quite m-m-messy”.

Val feigned a look of shock, “So you didn’t like it? Was it the bush? Or am I too fat ‘n old? Got something against big natural women? She took a step closer to Peter near the close edge of her desk, lessening the gap. The bottom of her fat, moistening vagina pressed into the edge of the desk. Peter could smell her arousal from this close, he stumbled back towards the centre of the desk in an attempt to escape the looming, slightly wet crotch of her pants.

Val placed her fleshy hand right behind Rich as he moved away from her, effectively cornering him. He looked up at the titanic woman, “N-n-no Miss Val, nothing against you. Y-y-you’re beautiful. It w-was just hard is all”. Bill and Rich looked at each other nervously at the potentially rising tensions between Val and Peter. They didn’t want to be party to any punishments.

However, their concerns, at least for now, were for nought. Val defused the situation, “Oh stop your stuttering, I’m just teasin’ ya! Can’t say I’m happy about how you’ve described our time together though. You’d think you’d be more appreciative of our intimacy. Instead you went and improved our turnover rate faster than I’ve ever seen anyone manage to. It’s been impeccable ever since. Can’t say I’m angry with you, but I do wish you weren’t so fast to fix things. I quite enjoyed you down there.”

Rich and Bill cringed hearing Val’s words. Peter worked so hard from fear. They realised that they’d need to be at their top performance constantly if they wanted to avoid a similar fate. Because Val just might decide to “fix” them.

Val reached down and picked Peter up between her index finger and thumb - bringing him even closer to her crotch. “Ya know, now that Hank’s done with his CA and back to his normal day - today, I really could use the outlet”.

Bill and Rich watched with bated breath as Val pondered the possibility of once again sexually enslaving the tiny, innocent man. Still not making eye contact with her, Peter attempted to make an excuse, “Erm… I-I have some rep… reports I need to finish”.

Val considered taking matters into her own hands, what could he do? It’s not like he could say no, she held his fate literally in her fingertips. Peter watched as the massive woman considered her options, her face subtly changing as she did. Knowing just how real the possibility of her choosing to use him was, Peter pleaded desperately, “As… As… male HR representative, I… I p-play a vital role in your new c-class. And and… the improved t-turnover”. Bill and Rich could hear the utter desperation in the tiny man’s voice as he threw his final cards down on the table.

“I could find a replacement to take over your duties”, Val argued, considering the logistics. “Although… I suppose the new hires do need a HR rep with a male perspective... “ Val conceded, “And I guess you do have some good ideas, that’s why I kept you on board!” She squeezed him affectionately. Despite feeling uncomfortable from being handled so roughly, Peter was thankful for the praise.

“Th-thank you, Val”, Peter stuttered in response, forcing himself to look her in the eye, despite his subliminal urge to tear his gaze away. He twitched uncomfortably as the woman he had grown to innately fear looked back, impressed by his attempt to return to eye contact. She stared deep into his core, causing his body to panic.

“Y’know, I was thinking about getting you involved more with the training of new employees. It’ll mean we can prepare them for more specific roles catered to their size quicker. What do you think?” Val asked, as she continued to hold his tiny form in front of her hot, aromatic pussy.

“I… I think that’s a g-great idea, Val!” Peter replied like clockwork. Bill wondered if Peter truly liked the idea, or if he would oppose it if his relative freedom wasn’t at risk. He’d would never know. Sadly, Peter seemed to be in too deep. He wondered if he and Rich, and all the other men here for that matter, were destined for the same future.

“Fantastic, glad you’re on board. Let’s book something in for tomorrow to go over the logistics”, Val stated, indicating to Peter that it would be for him to organise. She placed him back down on the desk and spoke, “In the meantime, can you please sign this document then?” She tapped the paper gently.

Peter looked down at the document, considering the contents. He knew he didn’t truly have the chance to question it after failing to ask once already, pressing further posed a risk to his own life. He pulled a small pen out of his shirt pocket and wrote out a large and simplistic signature across the dotted line. Placing his pen back in his pocket, he looked over to the two new hires, “I… I suggest you keep your signature simple, easier to write when y-you’re our sizes.” Rich smiled professionally. Bill couldn’t help but notice his stutter wasn’t as bad when he addressed them, as opposed to Val.

“Thanks Petey!” Val said, sliding the document out from beneath his feet, sending him tumbling down it and onto the desk. She slipped the document into a drawer and slid it shut before turning the key on it. “Well, that’ll be all” she said as she referred back to her phone and she pressed the button for Melanie.

Melanie answered near instantaneously, “Yes, Val?”, prompt and professional as usual.

“Can you come in here and take Petey back to his desk? I’m done with him”, Val asked, being polite but not expecting nor accepting a refusal in any case. Pete began to straighten himself out as he tried to maintain his business composure and clean aesthetic, his tidiness for nothing when Melanie inevitably comes in and grabs him roughly, as she always did.

“Sure thing, Val! Be right there”, Melanie answered, putting the phone down to begin her task. The door to Val’s office opened almost immediately as Melanie had been at her desk outside. Melanie’s slim, poised figure made its way across the room and directly towards Pete. They all watched as she approached the desk and smiled at Val. Reaching down, with her fingers like pincers, Melanie roughly gripped Pete’s torso between her finger and thumb.

Vertigo set in for Pete. Melanie lifted him from the desk and immediately made her way back out of the room with him between her fingers. Val watched longingly as one of her favourite toys was carried away to do actual work. She had much more important needs, she huffed.

Shown the Ropes by Vexed

Val slumped into her chair, spilling her breasts onto the desk. Rich watched wearily, making sure to steer clear of any potential danger zones on the wooden landscape. She sighed a hot breath, feeling deflated about Pete not being readily available to her.

Remembering Bill and Rich, she shook herself out from her train of thought. “Now, where were we?” Val asked, meeting the gaze of each of them and smiling. She reached towards her fries and grasped a handful before throwing them into her huge maw and chewing them hungrily.

With a small amount of potato still in her mouth, she spoke, “Teamwork. That’s what we’re all about at Change Inc. It’s about doing your part for the greater goo… Ugh what’s that?” Val swallowed the remainder of her food before running her tongue along her teeth. “I think there’s…” she sucked them once more, “Something stuck in my teeth”.

As she brought her hand to her mouth, with the nail on her index ready to scrape, she caught a glimpse of Rich standing on the desk before her. “Rich!” Val exclaimed suddenly, bringing her hand away from her mouth and looking at him; she continued to relentlessly tongue the string of turkey caught between her teeth. “This is a task much more appropriate for yourself, could you help me out?”

Rich was taken aback by the request, in spite of what he had seen thus far. His heart felt like it was going to burst and he was beginning to sweat profusely, worried that this was only the tip of the iceberg when it came to the size related tasks he’d be doing for this titanic woman.

Looking over to Bill for salvation, he was met by a helpless gaze. He had known Bill wouldn’t have been able to help him, he just had no other options to try. As he turned back to face Val, she leaned towards him and bared the teeth on the left side of her mouth.

He could see a slightly darker dot on her otherwise white teeth; their edges stained from coffee. Rich walked up to her waiting mouth and paused. He really didn’t want to do this.

Val grew impatient. “Come on! Don’t make me consolidate you further, there’s plenty of other jobs you could be doing if you were… smaller…” she threatened, her words full of venom and lust. She pointed to her mouth and moved it even closer to him, her huge teeth terrifyingly close, “What was I saying about teamwork?”

As Rich looked up at the food between the teeth of the huge woman, he raised his foot to close the gap when he was suddenly grabbed by Val. She had given up waiting mere seconds shy of Rich doing it on his own accord. She held him almost against her enamel and awaited his service, leaning back comfortably in her chair.

Rich couldn’t help but notice the minute details of her face from this close - the tiny blonde hairs on her chin and upper lip, her jowls, the crow’s feet sunken into the edges of each of her eyes. Her hot breath washed over him as he reached towards the piece of food and prepared to tug at it, it smelling mostly of coffee and the meat from her lunch.

He pulled at the food, unable to dislodge it upon his first attempt. Her teeth were strangely white considering her evident eating and drinking habits, a clear sign of persistent whitening he figured. Becoming increasingly aware of his surroundings, Rich realised he was being held directly above her fleshy, moist chasm that divided an ocean of fat wobbling with every slight movement.

He could see a light sheen across her breasts from sweat and her hardened nipples threatening to pierce through her blouse as he peered down at the ominous pit beneath him. Allowing him to continue his work, Val spoke through mostly clenched teeth, “You’re doing me a solid here, ya know. I’d be happy to return the favor… Let you rest up between the girls. How does that sound, hmm?” She reached down between her massive breasts and separated them as much as she could, revealing to him a depth in her labyrinth of fat that he definitely did not want to experience.

“I… I… I’m not tired, Val. Th… This is easy work!” Rich stuttered. Bill couldn’t help but notice the developing similarities between Rich and Pete, would he be due the same fate? He silently cheered for his small friend as he watched Rich succeed in dislodging the food finally. His sudden success surprised Rich as he was thrown over the edge of Val’s hand, only kept from falling between her breasts by Val’s remaining grip around his legs.

She considered just letting him fall between her breasts, an accident played off as his commitment to having a rest between them perhaps? No, not yet. She had other plans for Rich first.

With the food successfully out and Rich away from the safe and cosy confines of her mammaries for now, Val brought her lips up to his face and planted a wet kiss across it and part of his torso; her lipstick coating him. Pulling him away from her embrace, she thanked him, “You’re a lifesaver, Richard! Thank you so much!”

“Ah let me get that lipstick off ya, sorry!” Val said as she licked the thumb on her spare hand before rubbing it roughly across his face and shoulder. The lipstick smudged into his skin, causing Val to only rub harder and without mercy. After what felt like an age she finally stopped and looked at her work - a messy, bruised and still-stained red, tiny man.

Finishing her final few fries off, Val wrapped up, “Well, thank you both for accompanying me for lunch! I, for one, am extremely excited for what is to come”. She reached down to her phone and rang Melanie, “Hey Melanie, we’re done in here!”

Melanie quickly replied, “No problem, Val! Be right in!” Melanie entered the room and looked around, nothing too intense from Val with these two so far since it was in relatively good condition.

“Thank you for having us, Valerie”, Bill said as he climbed down from his chair.

Rich followed suit, “Yes, thank you Valerie! Thanks for the food also!” He walked across the desk towards the edge, planning to meet Melanie at the closest point he could. Melanie, with her task in mind, closed the gap between herself and Rich and reached out to pick him up.

Val stopped Melanie in her tracks, explaining, “No need for that on this occasion, thanks Melanie. I’m going to need Rich for a short while, my nails need a fresh coat.”

Melanie smiled at her boss, “That’s no problem at all, Valerie. Is there anything you’ll be needing from me?”

“Yes, I’d like you to take Bill here”, Val began, gesturing towards Bill who tried his best to keep a cool head in spite of his concerns for Rich’s welfare. “And allow him to shadow you for the rest of the day so he can learn more about how things work here in a practical manner. Does that sound okay with you?”

Melanie met Bill’s smile with a neutral glare, but he could tell what she felt towards him was anything but positive. It was in her eyes. The neutral face, he hypothesised, was for the sake of professionalism. She looked back towards Val and smiled once more, displaying her unshakable work ethic even in the face of things she’d perhaps rather not do, “Yes, that’s no problem at all, Val”.

“Great!” Val replied, she smiled a toothy grin to Bill in excitement for the depth of business knowledge he was about to be exposed to. “We have a very important meeting coming up with PharmCo Inc and I’d like us to be more than ready for it. If we’re going to absorb them, everything needs to be perfect”.

“Yes, everything is on track and I’ll be sure to go through all of my tasks with Bill as we complete them”, Melanie replied.

“Thanks guys” Val says, looking only at Rich and not paying them any further notice. Melanie looked down at Bill and simply walked out the room without saying a word. Bill ran after her and tried to keep up as she headed to continue her duties, not really interested in doing more than the bare minimum with regards to having him shadow her.

As Bill followed Melanie to her desk, he could only stand there feeling awkward as she began to look through her emails. “Is there anything you’d like me to do, Melanie?”

She spared him a single glance as she looked away from her computer and sighed, “No, not right now. If anything comes in for us to do and it’s simple enough, I’ll let you do it. Now just watch what I’m doing and try to learn something, okay?”

“Okay, thanks Mel” Bill replied sheepishly, using her name in hopes of building a little bit more of a friendly relationship. He could definitely use an ally, he figured.

“Don’t call me Mel!” Melanie replied sharply, not looking away from her computer this time.

“Oh… Er…” Bill stuttered, taken aback by her reaction, “Sorry Melanie, won’t happen again!” She scoffed at how much of a kiss up he was being. Bill stood there thinking about their exchanges, perhaps Melanie wasn’t going to be the ally he was looking for.

“Anyway…” Mel began, moving the conversation on to work topics, “As administrators, our duties are primarily focused around the management and distribution of information within the office”. She opened up her calendar and brought up the meeting that Val had mentioned, “You’re going to be in this meeting, your job will be to assist anyone who needs it - be that getting them a drink, taking down notes for Val or generally fulfilling any needs that will allow them to focus on the important stuff.”

Melanie concluded her synopsis of their role, “Quite simply, we keep everything running smooth. We man the business’ public phone number, we’re the first point of contact for visitors, we handle Val’s schedule and much more. It’s a very important job to be doing, you men are extremely lucky.” Given his size, Bill wasn’t exactly feeling the luck she spoke of.

Bill couldn’t believe that he, and likely other shrunken men, were going to be in the meeting. Were PharmCo aware of the fact men here were being shrunken, essentially against their will? Another company allowing Change Inc to consolidate men… He wondered if this really was the start of a global anti-men movement, the thought harrowing. Shaking himself from that thought, Bill asked, “So what will happen to their workforce if the meeting is a success? Will they work here or be laid off?”

“Make sure you don’t ask these questions in the meeting, you should be seen and not heard. The only reason I’m tolerating you is because I have to but I guarantee you this sort of curiosity won’t fly when the stakes are higher”, Melanie replied sharply. She rolled her eyes at Bill, evermore sick of his presence, “But to answer your question, I don’t know the full details of the merger. These things are way above our pay grade, and rightly so - we’re changing the world here.”

Still clicking through her computer as she spoke, Mel made a final click and the loud whir of a printer sounded. “Get those forms and take them over to Rosie’s team please, they’re sat at the desks by the kitchen”, Mel commanded Bill, providing him with an actual task as an admin.

“No problem, Melanie! Will do!” Bill responded happily, he made his way over to Melanie’s printer and stood on his toes to reach up to the tray where the forms were. With his arms in the air, he gripped onto the forms and pulled them out of it. He looked around as he considered the slightly daunting task of crossing the busy room once more.

Clutching the papers to his chest, Bill started his trek. As he walked he repeated the mantra, “Stick to the edges, stick to the edges”. He passed by women and men alike, all collaborating and working together. The lively chatter of the room meant Bill was in a constant state of paranoia as he walked, he hadn’t quite gotten used to living at this size and it felt like all eyes were on him at all times. He kept his head down.

As Bill skirted the room and passed the water cooler, he accidentally bumped head first into what seemed to be an immovable object. Stumbling back and rubbing his nose, he looked up at the monolith before him and realised he had crashed into the back of a woman filling her water bottle up. He quickly apologised, “Oh my! I am so sorry!”

“Who do you think you are?” The familiar voice asked angrily. Fear filled him to his core as he recognised who he had bumped into. As the woman turned to look down at him, Bill was met by the dark, slim features of Rosie. Her disgruntled look quickly faded in place of her usual devious grin. “Oh it’s you…” she said flirtatiously.

“And are these the forms Melanie was going to send my team?” Rosie asked as she took them out of his hands without giving him a chance to consider. “You’re such a gentleman, Bill…” she said as she slid them into the binder she had placed on top of the water cooler. With the forms safe, she tucked the binder under her arm. “Thanks Bill, I’ll walk you back to your desk. You clearly don’t have the hang of navigating the office at your size yet. You could use a big girl like me”, Rosie laughed.

“Oh you don’t have to do that for me!” Bill replied, trying to avoid any more time with Rosie. Her advances were getting stronger and he wasn’t sure how much she’d care about his consent.

“Nonsense! I insist, let’s go!” Rosie countered forcefully as she took a step closer to Bill, who was still facing her and not moving yet. Her crotch was dangerously close to his face as it loomed in front of him at perfect head height. The heat behind the denim of her jeans emanated onto his face invasively, causing him to feel violated even without her having done anything.

Rosie reached down with one hand and placed it upon Bill’s shoulder before turning his body in the correct direction for him. He could feel her mighty form towering over him as he began walking. Rosie matched his slower and smaller steps like a monumental, omnipresent shadow.

The short walk back took no time at all, much to Bill’s glee as he felt deeply uncomfortable in the care of Rosie. He could see Melanie typing away at her desk and couldn’t have been happier to see someone who had such a deep dislike of him.

As the two of them approached Melanie’s desk, she looked up from her computer at Rosie and paid no mind to Bill. “Hey Rosie, what’s up?” she asked in a friendly tone as she continued to type out an email.

“Eh, not much. Was taking a bit of a break when this little guy ran into me. I see he’s under your command now, taking a piece for yourself?” Rosie asked cheekily, grasping at Bill’s crotch and causing him to stumble backwards away from her constant advances.

“Urgh, no way!” Mel replied instantly. Bill didn’t know whether or not to be insulted by her total dismissal of him but he valued Mel for her consistency. At least he knew someone who certainly didn’t see the value in him for her pleasure. “Val wants him to shadow me, I’m just showing him what we do here.” Mel explained.

“Maybe you should let me show him what we do here…” Rosie proposed as she looked at Bill like he was the only answer to her urges. “Would you like that little guy? Do you wanna come with me? I’d let you shadow me much more... closely than Mel would”.

“Err… Errr… I-I think Val wanted me to shadow Mel specifically, sorry Rosie! Maybe another time!” Bill replied, satisfied with his reasoning and complementing it with a forced smile.

“Fine, I can wait”, Rosie agreed, disappointed. She winked at Bill, sending a shiver down his spine, and suffixed her agreement, “But I’m holding you to your word for another time!” Bill realised what Rosie had done - she had found his potential consent in a mistake in his wording.

Suddenly Val’s office door finally swung open to reveal Val’s titanic form. As she moved in front of Melanie’s desk to speak to her, Bill clocked Rich in her grasp looking a little sorry for himself, but at least he wasn’t naked and soaking. Turning to face Melanie, she brought her arm down in front of her and spoke, “Hey Mel, could you please book the hot yoga room for us tomorrow?”

While the women were speaking, Rich did his best not to vomit as Val carelessly held him sideways in front of her. He tried not to look down at the dizzying height but the alternative was the details of the massive woman before him. At the height he was being held he was horrifically close to Val’s menacing camel-toe. He could see each crease of her pants and the areas of tightness from where her vagina eagerly pulled the fabric into its moist grasp.

Standing side by side, Bill and Rosie couldn’t help but notice Bill’s proximity to Val’s cooch and they could tell that Rich had seen it too. He looked like a doll to her and she barely seemed to even acknowledge he was human as she carelessly held him before her. They could just make out a very subtle movement - the brushing of the edges of her fingers against her fat vaginal lips through the fabric of her pants. Each stroke brought Rich that much closer to the thing he so desperately wanted to avoid.

“Rich has kindly offered to trial being my new workout buddy too! What a doll!” Val exclaimed to the group happily. Bill knew that wasn’t the truth, although he knew it didn’t matter if it was or wasn’t. The only source of truth in this entire corporation was one thing and one thing only - Valerie.

“That sounds like a great idea Val!” Rosie chirped up. She looked down at Bill, “Perhaps we could be workout buddies too, you do owe me a rain check!” Bill didn’t know what to do or say, he kept his head down and hoped somebody would move the conversation on before he had to dedicate himself to anything. “I’d be sure to give you a very… thorough… workout” Rosie concluded, her sexual overtones easily apparent.

Val laughed at Rosie’s way with words, as she so often did. “That’s so great that you guys are getting to know each other! The value of a workout buddy is unmatched. It’s mutually beneficial too! I’m always dripping in sweat by the end of a session like that. And you can bet your ass my workout buddy will be soaked through too!” Val said, feeling the moisture in her pussy building as she held Rich painfully close to it.

Rich Vents to Bill by Vexed

After a long and hard day, Bill and Rich wound down in Rich’s dorm room. Bill had agreed to come over so they could hang out, but mostly talk about Val and her interest in Rich. “I’m telling you man…” Rich began, his dread noticeable in his face as he spoke. “I’m fucked, I’m going to end up like Pete. She has a thing for me man. Look at me! I’m barely ten inches tall!” He ranted.

Bill tried to console him, “Come on, I’m sure things are going to get better!” His words meant nought, truthfully Bill thought it was only a matter of time before she did something really vile to Rich. He’d never tell his tiny friend that though, what good would more fear do now?

“Better? Dude, look at the trend. She’s getting progressively more sexual with me. So far she has been testing the water, each time I see her she gets a tighter hold on me. Who knows what’s next? Next time you see me might be a month from now, a broken man.” Rich spoke in a harrowing tone, his voice breaking on the word “broken”.

Bill hadn’t addressed the elephant in the room yet, he wasn’t sure if Rich was ready to talk about it. He didn’t want to pry. “So… Did you paint her nails?” Bill asked, hoping his small friend had received some sort of sexual respite. Perhaps Val had used him for a somewhat reasonable purpose this time, rather than grinding her clothed, fat pussy lips against him.

Rich scoffed, “Oh yeah, I painted her nails alright! It all seemed okay at first, the brush was heavy but she helped me get it out the pot. I was done in five minutes!”

Bill was taken aback by the simplicity of his story. “So was that it? You were in there for longer than five minutes...” Bill enquired, curious about what his friend had done for the remainder of his time with the titanic deviant.

Rich elaborated, “She blew her stinking coffee breath in my face to dry her nails and thanked me. I told her she was welcome and asked if she wouldn’t mind getting yourself or Melanie to help me out, thinking that was all it would be. God I’m so stupid!” He slapped his forehead a couple of times before holding it there, Bill could see he was trying to keep himself together.

With his voice breaking as if he were about to cry, Bill continued, “She ignored me and pulled a face of discomfort that I assume was fake. I immediately realised how naive I had been. You think things are going to get better? Wake up and smell the coffee! The woman is a serial rapist and sadist, it’s a fact...” His voice quietened with that last sentence as he looked towards the door, his fear of Val overpowering the logical side of his brain that told him she’d never hear him here.

The pair went silent for a moment as Bill wondered what Val had done to Rich. Finally, Rich broke the silence in a hushed tone, “She… sh… Her nipple was itchy... “

Bill looked back at the minute man, confused. “Her nipple was itchy?” He asked with his brow furrowed and his face sympathetic.

“Yes! Okay?! I was as confused as you were, she started shifting uncomfortably and her fucking fat tits were moving all over the place. When I saw her looking at me and then at her still wet nails, I realised what she was inferring”, Rich explained to his friend. “When she realised I knew what she wanted, she grimaced at me like she actually felt the awkwardness of what she was asking. She didn’t feel it, this is all a game to her.”

“Did… Did you do it?” Bill asked hesitantly, not wanting to set Rich off. He couldn’t even begin to fathom what the guy was going through right now.

“Did I do it?!” Bill asked, his words explosive for such a small man. “Of course I did it! Look at me and look at her, Rich! She could leave me in a roll of fat for months if she wanted to, she could stuff me up her ass and forget I was there, she could fucking eat me like she did that turkey leg! And you ask if I rubbed her nipple when she asked me to?”

Rich walked across the bed away from Bill for a moment, still close enough to be heard. He looked up at the window above him and into the outside world, taking notice of the lack of a way to open it. With his voice quiet and dull of hope, he spoke once more, “Of course I rubbed her nipple man… I squeezed them both with all my strength, I rubbed my whole body against them, I tugged at them like my life depended on it. I’m living a nightmare, would you do it if she asked it of you?” Rich turned to look at Bill finally, expecting an answer from his larger buddy.

Bill looked down at the bed sheet for a moment and ran his hand along it, tracing the patterns. Rich pressed further, “Well?! Would you?”

Bill stuttered in response, “I… I... “

Cutting him off, Rich continued his rant, “You would! She’d fuck you just like she’d fuck me, it’s probably just a matter of time!” Bill’s face turned to shock at those words, he’d been concerned that maybe he was in for the same fate already. Was it really that inevitable?

As Rich calmed down a bit, he apologised to Bill, “I’m sorry for going off on you man. I’m really falling apart. I had been so excited for this job… Big company, great reputation, we were going to change the world… In reality, this is an oppressive and sexist regime, and we’re at the forefront of it all”.

Bill knew his friend’s words were true. He thought about a way out for Rich, or at least a way to avoid the worst of her treatment, “Could you go to HR? Are these situations not what HR is for?”

“HR? Are you dumb?! You did meet Pete when I did, right? The guy she seemed to always want nestled against her flabby cunt! He’s our HR representative! Do you know what that means for us?! If I spoke to him, I’d probably ended up smaller than he was, I’d be a mite in her pubes!” Rich screamed before falling to his knees in a panicked fit. He held himself there for a moment as he tried to regain his composure with slow, deep breaths.

Bill didn’t mind that Rich had flipped his lid, the poor guy was going through a lot right now. “Well man, I hope things turn around for us. I’m going to look out for you however I can” Bill promised to the broken man, his words carrying little weight.

Rich looked at the bed beneath him, never turning to look his friend in the eye as he spoke, “Thank you, Bill. To be honest though, I don’t know what good it will do. I have to be up in the morning for a yoga session with her… Alone…”

As the night moved on, seamlessly fading into the morning, the impending doom of Rich and Val’s yoga session approached. Not wanting to be at all late and expecting his journey to the hot yoga room to take much longer than your average person, Rich set off way in advance and arrived ten minutes early. Val was nowhere to be seen.

Twenty minutes passed and Rich began to wonder if, by some stroke of luck, Val had forgotten or changed her mind about the session. It was too soon to tell though, he wasn’t surprised that she’d make him wait. Suddenly, her monstrous form appeared in the hallway. Despite having met Val a handful of times, Rich couldn’t believe how much of the hallway she actually took up.

“Hey cutie! Are you ready to get our sweat on?” Val asked gleefully as she approached the door and entered, allowing Rich to pass her as she held the door open. Rich shuddered as he registered her words, why did it have to be the hot variant of yoga? Why couldn’t it have been table tennis or something?

As Rich walked into the room, Val shut the door behind him and turned the lock. His heart sank, why did she have to lock the door? The harsh clicking sound of the lock replayed in his mind as he began to panic, believing it didn’t forecast good things for him. He watched as she moved her elephantine body across the room, moving towards the windows. “Hey Val?” he called up to her.

Approaching the window and beginning to close the blinds, Val replied, “Yes, dear?

He stuttered now, horrified that she had opted to close the blinds also, “Do… Do we really need to l-lock the door?” He feigned confidence as he spoke, moving into the centre of the room where Val would place her mat.

“Of course, Richy!” the huge woman replied, heading towards the final and most important blinds to close - the ones at the hallway window. She peered through a gap in the blinds as she closed them, “We don’t want to be disturbed, do we?”

With her mat under her arm, she headed finally towards where Rich was standing and placed it down beside him. “I’m not going to let someone come in here and distract us from the matter at hand!” Val explained, causing Rich to really begin sweating in the increasingly hot room. As she stepped onto the mat, she gestured for Rich to step onto it also between her monstrously thick legs, “I don’t have a mat for your size yet so you’re going to have to share mine, I know you’ll not mind, we had such a good time last time”.

The room really began to heat up as they started their session. Val pulled her phone out and put an instructional video on. Her mammoth breasts, barely contained by her giant sports bra and vest, threatened to burst out and crush him as she bent over to place her phone down on the floor. Rich ducked down just to be safe, hoping to be low enough.

She moved back up into a fully upright position with no mishaps or accidents and Rich breathed a heavy sigh of relief in response. He listened to the woman on the video as she declared the first pose, “Take a deep breath in as you move into warrior pose to begin, ensuring to extend your arms, spread your legs and bring your core as low as you can”.

Rich spread his legs into a wide stance, copying the video on the screen and Val did the same. Feeling an especially dank drop of sweat splash down directly onto his head, Rich looked up to see Val in the warrior pose from an ungodly angle. Her legs shook as she struggled to hold her heavy body in position for the required time, droplets of sweat racing down her skin. He spotted the source of the droplets as another came crashing down onto him, bringing him to the floor - the deep ravine in her leggings, caused by her ravenous pussy.

Rich moved over to the side in an attempt to escape the vile rain, filtered by her sweaty lips. He tried his best to focus as Val’s sweat splashed down all around the mat, beginning to pool in the centre. “And now we’re going to move into downwards dog”, the woman on the video said, in her serene tone.

Rich, learning from his experience, waited this time and allowed Val to make her way into the pose first. He watched as she leaned her fat body forward and pressed her palms into the mat, her flabby breasts coming crashing down and slamming into Rich beneath her. “Ooops, sorry!” Val apologised as she felt her breasts strike her tiny workout partner.

He rubbed his head, pained, as he lay in a pool of Val’s sweat. He simply couldn’t catch a break. Even if he tried to keep an eye on her she always still managed to crush, soak or violate his tiny form in some way. As Rich climbed to his feet to also move into the pose, the video moved onto the next one, “Bring your body back up into a standing position, ready for the prayer squat”.

“Urgh, I hate this one!” Val exclaimed as she began to lower her body towards Rich, seemingly paying no mind to where he was situated. He moved into the squat position also, bringing his body lower than he had ever managed as her camel toe hung ominously above, threatening to engulf him as it had done the last time they did yoga.

Deciding he was better off well in front of the massive woman, Rich made haste towards the front of the mat before she “accidentally” came crashing down on him. As he came into view beyond her layers of fat and breasts, Val lunged her hands out from their clasped together position. Before Rich could even react he was wisped off the mat, knocking the wind out of his lungs.

“Ah ah! No need to play hard to get, I thought I was clear enough last time”, Val said to the dazed man now in her grasp, her words patient but firm. Rich trembled in fear as the woman’s advances became far more direct than they had previously been.

“I… I thought I was just helping with your workout routine” Rich whimpered, struggling to keep his tears in. His head sank towards his chest, his line of sight away from Val, as he always seemed to do when scared.

“Oh honey but you are! Only this time, it’s a different type of workout”, Val replied simply to the shuddering man. As she spoke, she aimed his head down towards the crease between her thighs and teased her vaginal lips through the fabric. With her spare hand, she tugged her yoga shorts down her legs, slowing revealing her obese, cellulite-ridden ass. It violently shook as she fought to release it.

Rich got a glimpse of just how hairy she was down there, her unkempt bush pushing past the borders of her panties. She did the same as she’d done to her shorts for her panties, peeling them off her moist pussy and digging the fabric in the rear out from impossibly deep between her colossal cheeks. Her long curly hairs sprung out as she pulled them down her tree trunk legs.

Val’s enormous cunt oozed her feminine juices in anticipation, she had been waiting for this. She couldn’t have felt more ready to take this step with him, even if he wasn’t as big a fan of the idea.

Knowing his time was limited, Rich clutched at straws for any way out, “Please! Don’t do this! I’ll do anything!”

Val dragged him up to her face as if he were a doll to her and threatened, “Don’t make me consolidate you further - how does three inches sound, hmm?” She widened her eyes, waiting for him to inevitably accept her will, like a scorned teacher.

“No please! I just want to go home, I don’t want any of this”, Rich begged further. Both options were a nightmare to him and he didn’t want to agree to either. He squirmed in her tight grip, unable to move or even feel his legs as she tightened it further for security. She couldn’t help but laugh at how naive he was, even now, as he continued to beg and escape.

“Where would you go if you got out from my hand, Richy?” Val asked him, causing him to halt his flailing for a moment, leaving only his panicked breathing and sniffling. She continued, “Look down, even at your size this isn’t a fall you want to take, you’d more than likely break both legs. How would you run from me?”

Rich looked down at the dizzying drop below him, she wasn’t wrong. Even so, he did not want to be used as her masturbation toy if he could help it. She’d probably shrink him further anyway, he figured. She was trying to masturbate with a human being for Christ’s sake! This was his one and only chance to convince her.

Her workout buddy continued to squirm and protest, causing Val to sigh heavily and roll her eyes as she grew increasingly impatient. She explained, “Do you know what I’d do to you at three inches, Rich? I’m happy with you like this, I don’t know about you. However, if you were three inches tall…” She bit her lip as she thought about what she’d do with him at that size.

Rich watched as the giantess pondered his potential fate, he realised he was accidentally encouraging her to think of a fate worse than his current one and she was seemingly getting turned on at whatever she was thinking about. Val looked between her legs at her wet vagina and then down to her panties half crumpled under one of her feet. She reached down to her panties, fumbling with them for a second before raising them up by the gusset.

Val moved Rich uncomfortably close to the damp, grooly fabric as she enlightened him to her idea, “I could sew you, here, into the gusset of my panties - I bet that would give them some luck! My pussy could use something to chew on all day…” She laughed, “You and Petey would have a lot to talk about!”

“Okay, fine! Just please don’t shrink me further and keep me there, I beg of you! You can use me now...” Rich pleaded with the huge woman, he sobbed as he was forced into accepting his oncoming violation.

She smiled at him, “Oh thank you, Richy! I feel kinda bad though, you never did have a choice”. And with that, before he could plead further, she squatted down and parted her knees slightly to spread her fat, pudgy lips. Rich could see the strings of her juices spreading across her folds as her hungry, dripping flower unfurled.

As she began to work the small man between her folds and rub him against her ever-moistening lips, she spoke aloud to him, “Now be a good little assistant…” Val panted heavily as she worked him deeper, causing her body to heat up in lustful pleasure. “And help me with my morning workout...”, she concluded to the shrunken man, too busy coughing up her salty juices as she sloshed him around and worked him deeper.

Val became increasingly wetter, her juices covering her huge bush and dripping down onto the mat below, mixing in with her sweat. She soon began to furiously pump his stiff body in and out of her massive pussy. He had no choice but to be stiff if he didn’t want to break anything as she slammed him into her cunt repeatedly.

As she sent him as deep as she could, holding only onto the edge of his feet as if they were the base of a dildo, her grunts and pants developed into passionate moans. Her muscles contracted as she approached climax. Rich screamed out in agony as her kegel muscles threatened to crush him inside of her each time he was sent into the tightening cavern.

Feeling herself about to orgasm, Val allowed herself to drop back onto the mat with her ass, bringing her feet forward for support. She continued to thrash his tiny body into her sopping pussy as her orgasm came and pinched him down from all sides, to the point that he thought he might pop. Val screamed out in ecstasy as she rode out her electrifying orgasm, her tensed cunt squirting her juices around Rich and across the mat as she held him still fully inside of her.

Her body tingling with euphoria, Val continued to piston him in and out her, forcing more of her juices to come out of her and soak the surrounding area; her pubic hairs covered and already matting in some places. With things calming down, Val’s breathing returned to a relaxed pace and her pumping slowed to a stop.

Finally she released Rich still inside of her and leaned back onto her hands in an attempt to relax and recover from her intense exercise. She paid no mind to the battered, shrunken man inside of her, still praying to get out as soon as he could.

Rich waited for Val to pull him out once more, but her aid never came. He lay there suspended, holding his breath, surrounded by her vaginal walls and covered in her juices. As he realised she was done finally and had left him in, he squirmed desperately in an attempt to worm his way out from her vagina’s grip.

He made quick progress out, her vagina expelled him out with the rest of her fluids, still sopping from her orgasm. He slid out from between her lips in a wash of ejaculate and sweat, landing in a huge pool between her legs. As Rich climbed to his feet, Val lazily flopped her hand between her legs and felt around for him.

He flailed and attempted to sprint away, his attempts foiled as he struggled to his feet on the soaked mat and fell to the floor with a splash. Lying there, Rich could only watch as her huge fingers curled around him and carried his violated, dripping body up to her face.

She beamed at him, clearly extremely pleased with his job as her dildo. “You did amazing, thank you so much, Richy!” Val said as she praised him, planting a huge kiss on the man as he still choked on and spat out her cum.

He couldn’t help but feel the almost maternal warmth of her affection. He was battered and bruised, he feared her to no end, but God did he so desperately need any positive affirmation right now. Val clutched him tightly in an embracing hug, his beat up body being smushed against her flabby breasts. After such a horrifying experience, even still with his captor, he relished in her affectionate praise. Rich ached all over and her soft flesh was comforting and her thunderous heartbeat soothed him, as if he were just a babe.

Conjuring a Plan by Vexed

Business as usual, Bill thought, as he tidied the clutter up from his desk. He had spotted Melanie typing away and the door to Val’s office was shut, no actual signs of Val or Rich. He wondered where they were and purged his mind of all his what ifs.

Finally, Val appeared at the far end of the office, having finally shown up to start her day. Bill looked over to her, trying to act inconspicuous about his snooping. He could see something between her titanic breasts but couldn’t quite make it out in the corner of his vision. As she got closer, he looked more directly at her sizable cleavage and finally identified the foreign body - Rich.

Rich’s tiny form was jostled around and massaged by Val’s mammaries as she walked. His legs and torso were kept tight between their overbearing grip, whilst his head was the only part of him still exposed to the outside world. Bill feared that Val had taken the leap Rich was so concerned she might take.

Bill looked towards his computer innocently as Val altered her path slightly from towards her office, detouring at his and Rich’s desk. Nonchalantly, she plucked his sweat-laden man from between her breasts and spoke, as she placed him down at his workstation, “Thank you for such a wonderful workout this morning, Richy!” She looked over to Bill as she headed towards her office, “Morning Bill!”

“Morning Val!” Bill replied quickly, in a more chipper tone than he’d use with anyone else. As Val turned her back and left them, Bill immediately turned his attention to Rich. He was sitting cross-legged on his desk with his head in his hands. Bill watched silently as Rich tried to hold back his cries.

When Bill thought Rich had gained some control over his emotions, he asked, “Hey man, do you want to take an early break and head somewhere quiet?”

Rich didn’t even look up at Bill as he stood up, he simply walked from his deskspace to Bill’s and waited to be carried. Bill really felt bad for the guy and wished he didn’t have to carry him, it really wasn’t helping Rich’s self esteem. Nonetheless, Bill held his hand out and Rich climbed up onto it, still never showing more than the top of his bowed head.

Pondering where would be best to go, Bill carried his small friend towards the toilets. Rich paid no mind to their destination for he didn’t care, he didn’t care about anything anymore. Before the pair were three options: Women’s, Men’s and Disabled. The disabled bathroom was a private room entirely with toilets designed to be usable by anyone at any size, Bill headed in there.

As he clicked the door shut and turned the lock, Rich finally broke down into a long and powerful sob. Bill moved over towards the toilet and put the seat down before planting himself upon it. “Hey, you okay?” Bill asked his friend, holding him carefully on his lap.

Rich’s sobs turned to near silence as he struggled to keep his cries in. After some time, he built up his ability to speak, “It… It wasn’t just yoga... “

“What? Well… What was it?” Bill replied, his words becoming quiet as he realised he was likely treading on sensitive ground.

Rich suddenly burst, “The fat, old bitch raped me okay?! She barely even started the yoga, the second I was near her monstrous pussy she grabbed me”. He elaborated, just to really hit home the lengths she had taken his body to, “She repeatedly slammed me into her vile vagina, I nearly drowned in there! Look at me for Christ’s sake!”

Bill looked more closely at his friend as he finally looked up to display his face. Rich pulled the sleeves of his shirt up his arms. His skin was red from friction burns and obviously very sore, clear evidence of the damage he had just had inflicted upon him. Rich described the sight before his much larger friend, “I’m beaten and bruised, my skin is all blotchy and red, and I’m still covered in her cum and pubes!” As if to hit home his point, he pulled a long hair that had seemingly been glued down to his arm and peeled it away from his skin. Bill wanted to gag.

“I can still hear her ugly moans and the taste of her excessive cum. Do you know what Val sounds like when she orgasms? Have you heard that sound? I can’t get it out of my fucking head! I’m going insane here!” Rich screamed out. He broke down once more into tears, still trying to speak, “I’m broken… I thought… I was broken before. I’m terrified of her, Bill. You have to help me! That wasn’t masturbation, that was violent and agonising rape!” Rich continued, his words quiet and his voice breaking as he spoke through his tears.

“I can’t believe I’m even still alive… It wasn’t exactly quick and it wasn’t at all easy. It’s only a matter of time before she snuffs me out…” Rich said hopelessly. Bill wanted to help the poor guy, he really did, but how could he? What could he do in this situation? He was a victim to Val’s whims just like Rich was, only he’d managed to avoid the brunt of her actions thus far.

A metaphorical light bulb lit up in Bill’s head as he finally came up with an idea, “Why don’t we get a message out?”

“A message?” Rich asked inquisitively, as he looked up at his friend and wiped the tears away from his own eyes.

“Yeah a message! We could tell the world what’s going on here and maybe we could shut it down!” Bill elaborated, his words enthusiastic but hushed for obvious reasons. “Although, with the firewalls and restrictions on our laptops, we might have trouble…” Bill pondered, considering the logistics of the plan.

“What about Hank? He’s in IT, right? I bet he has special privileges!” Rich proposed, his voice a little louder and his eyes now void of tears.

Bill’s eyes widened and his face of deep thought turned to elation, “Rich, you’re a genius!”

The pair left the bathroom, Rich with a new lease on life and Bill just happy to have his friend in good spirits. They excused themselves from the office for a brief time, saying they needed to head to the campus shop for painkillers. They decided to look around the areas not included in their tour for Hank’s cubicle, knowing it could only be in one of those places.

After a few failed attempts at finding him, the pair found a small and hushed office partitioned by cubicles. They headed inside and quietly passed each one, subtly peering inside to see if they could spot Hank. Luckily for them, they noticed a cubicle without a person or chair in and, upon further inspection, found the tiny Hank sitting at a smaller version of a desk inside.

Bill smiled at Hank as he placed Rich on the much larger workspace that Hank’s desk was perched upon. With Bill primarily keeping watch, Rich explained, “Hank, we need your help!”

“What are you two doing here?” Hank asked nervously, looking towards his cubicle exit for someone catching them where they shouldn’t be. “How did you even find me? This isn’t on the campus map.”

“We tried one of the places we weren’t shown in the tour” Bill whispered, looking away from the exit for a moment. He dared not mention the two other offices they had looked for him in and failed.

“Enough of all that”, Rich said, trying to bring the conversation back around to the important matters, “We need to get back soon, they might notice something is up if we take too long.”

“This isn’t good, guys. Nothing good can come from doing anything that involves the women realising something is up. Nothing should ever be up!” Hank replied, hoping to stop any of their wild ideas before they were even proposed. He knew better.

Rich pitched the idea to him, “Look we just need to get contact with the public. If we could just get past the firewall…”

Hank cut them off quickly, “Don’t you think I’ve tried that? I don’t stay here and get repeatedly raped and abused by Val for fun! It’s impossible to get past the firewall. I would know, my mentor designed it.”

Able to sympathise with Hank to a degree, Rich said, “Hank, I know how you feel, Val got me for the first time this morning”. He rolled his sleeve up and showed Hank his burned and blotchy skin. “You had a mentor, where is he now? Can he help us?” Rich asked.

“My mentor? He’s dead…” Hank replied simply, his voice full of sorrow. He continued, “He had tried to do exactly what you guys are trying to do right now”.

The two men went pale hearing this. Bill moved in closer to the two of them standing on the desk, asking, “How d-did he die?”

“When Val found out he was working to get this whole thing shut down, she ate him alive. Since then, I’ve mostly remained in line. The few times I haven’t… Well, you know...” Hank explained to the suddenly fearful pair.

Rich fell to his knees, hyperventilating. “So this is it?” He asked between quick, panicked breaths. “I’m stuck as her fucking dildo?” he cried, hoping it wasn’t the only result for him.

“Yup, pretty much”, Hank replied indifferently. He apologised, “Look, I’m sorry guys but there’s no way out of this! I’m stuck here as much as you guys are!”

Bill comforted Rich, “It’s alright buddy, there’s still hope!” Turning his attention to the tiny Hank, Bill spoke with more force than usual,  “Look Hank, we can’t go on like this! This is no way for us to live. There has to be a way! Would your mentor have wanted you to roll over? Or finish what he started?”

The three fell into silence as Hank pondered Bill’s words. Finally, he spoke, “Okay, fine! Meet me here tomorrow, 3pm.”

Bill and Rich thanked him. “You won’t regret this, Hank!” Bill said excitedly as he allowed Rich to climb onto his hand.

“Yeah yeah, keep your voice down! Now get out of here!” Hank replied as the pair made their way out of his cubicle. They both gave him a thumbs up as they left, causing him to sigh. Why did he let himself get dragged into this? He wondered about his future and his slight chance at a happy ending, maybe this was it.

Bill and Rich hurried back to their office. Melanie saw them returning and shouted over from behind her desk, “Took you two long enough!”

The two men apologised, with Melanie unable to hear Rich’s apology from that distance. She didn’t care enough to bother herself with it more than she had already, however. She had more important things to do than babysit those two. They continued on as normal for the remainder of the day, mostly fulfilling small and simple tasks for Mel and Val.

On her way out, Val stopped by Bill and Rich’s workstations as they packed up their things for the day. They cut their light hearted conversation as they realised their boss was approaching. “Oh don’t let me disturb you guys!” Val said, being polite but not expecting them to continue their conversation. She continued before they could, “But while I have your attention… Rich - I’ve been meaning to talk to you. I’ve got quite a few kinks to iron out that I need to work through. It doesn’t make sense to have you so far away with such an early start each day”.

Val plucked Rich up from the desk without waiting for a response and replaced him between her fat udders. “I’m gonna have you bunk with me at least until we get into a routine of sorts”, Val explained to the shaking man between her breasts. She turned her attention to Bill, “Bill, could you please arrange for Rich’s things to be collected from his room?”

Bill looked at his friend trapped between the massive breasts of their boss. He looked defeated, all the hope he had gained today gone in a single moment. Shaking himself from his stare between Val’s breasts, Bill met Val’s gaze with no choice but to agree, “Y-yes, no problem Val!”.

“Thanks Bill, see you tomorrow!” Val replied, turning to head towards the door. Bill could only watch in horror as the titanic, fatty breasts of their boss jiggled and quaked as she turned to leave. Rich could only accept the beating as he was once again smothered by her huge tits.

A Gift for Rich from Val by Vexed

“Oh Richy, you can’t begin to understand how amazing you can make me feel”, Val praised the tiny man as she looked at him on her dressing table. Donning nothing but a huge pink bra, to keep her massive mammaries at bay, she moved on to look through the drawers of her dresser; the desk shaking as she opened and closed each one.

Rich just stood there looking solemn and hopeless, struggling to keep his balance on the shaking desk. Val reminisced as she searched, “I haven’t orgasmed like that in… Well… Ever! Not even Hank could compare to you, dear”. Rich gulped hearing this, he hadn’t even tried all that much. He had kept stiff purely out of fear of injury. That or worse, consolidated...

“I… I wanted to d-do something with a little more value to the b-business”, Rich whimpered to the monstrously large woman, looking down at the desk surface beneath his feet all the while.

“Nonsense! You have the most important role in the company! Besides myself of course!” Val explained as she gently stroked his head with the back of her index finger. “Keeping the CEO stress free and satisfied provides more value than anything Bill or Melanie do”, she continued. Bill kept looking down. He didn’t feel important, and did he want to be? At least not in those ways.

“Speaking of which!” Val said as she pulled something out of her dresser. Placing a jar of Vaseline down beside Rich, she explained, “I know my bush has been giving you a little rug burn so I got you this!”

Rich was feeling a bit sore and his skin was noticeably red. He’d appreciate the Vaseline but he didn’t want to need it going forward. Nonetheless, he wasn’t in any position to turn it down now and he did want something to soothe his pained skin. “Th-thanks Val”, he replied.

“But that’s not all!” Val said enthusiastically, not receiving the same level of enthusiasm from Rich. She dug around in her drawers further, “I got you some actual welcome gifts too!”

“Oh yeah?” Rich asked naively, slightly interested in potentially getting some reward for the hell he had been put through.

“Of course! Check this out!” Val replied, lifting a strange looking item out from her drawers. The phallic nature of the item immediately made him realise how naive he had been. It had a penis-tip and a rubber rod spine that extended from the back down to a hollowed out ball-sac and suction cup on the base. It seemed like some sort of dildo exoskeleton.

“Can you tell what it is?” Val asked, her eyes glistening with interest.

Not wanting his suspicions to be true, and not wanting to give her any ideas if they weren’t, Rich replied, “Ermmm n-no? What is it?”

“I got the girls in R&D to make it based on your exact shape and size. It’s one of a kind! Look, I’ll show you”, Val said as she reached down to Rich and picked him up. Holding the contraption still in her other hand, she placed him so his head was in the tip as if it were a helmet and carefully lined the rubber rod up perfectly with his spine. Rich struggled desperately in a final attempt to get away but Val just tightened her grip around him, shaking him slightly to halt his movements.

To ensure he didn’t move, Val held his torso against the rubber rod tightly, as she fastened the straps around his arms. Finished, she leaned back and took a final look of him, “Wow, now you’re really looking the part!”

Further inspecting his bonds, Val tugged them slightly to test the security. They were snug against his arms and legs, Rich even tried to pull himself free but failed to do so without even slight progress made. He gulped hard, tears beginning to stream down his face. “Now that’ll keep you nice and stiff - so I don’t accidentally break your back!” Val pointed out as she lifted his exoskeleton from the desk.

She gripped the suction cup on the bottom and fiddled around with it, “This will allow all sorts of positions!” She held him at arm's length away and took another look, “Oh my God, you look so cute! This is perfect! Take a look, Richy!” She brought him down firmly onto the desk, making the suction cup stick to it, with him facing the mirror this time.

In a slight daze from the hard landing, Rich looked up at the mirror in front of him. Before him he could see Val’s massive, naked body looming over him. Looking more directly at himself, he saw his new “gift” keeping him tightly bound in place - a phallic, tight fitting prison. He wanted to vomit but nothing would come out, no cries escaped his lips - only a quiet whimper escaped his lips.

“So… What do you say about me taking you for a spin?” Val teased, not giving away if she were actually joking or not.

“Please!” Rich managed to shout out beyond his fearful quietness. “Just let me go, I promise I’ll do anything. I could work more hours, I’ll take more jobs. I can do way more if you regrow me!”

Val chuckled at his audacity, “Nonsense! Relax! You just need a release, little darling. Just like big Val does”. And with that, she grabbed a dark wood, wider than usual stool from beside her dresser and brought it in front of her full length mirror. “I know how visual you young guys can be, this way you can watch”, Val explained as she plucked Rich up from the desk and moved him down onto the stool instead. Rich looked straight on and noticed he had the perfect view of the entire ordeal, it was overwhelming.

Reaching back towards the dresser, Val picked the Vaseline up from the desk before squatting down beside the stool. Her titanic breasts rested on the chair around him as she came to her lowest point. Unscrewing the lid, she dug two fingers into the Vaseline and scooped some out. Rich clenched his eyes shut as she brought her fingers closer and closer before she finally made contact and began to generously smear the cream across his body.

As Val massaged Rich’s sore body with the copious amount of cream on her fingers, leaving a thick film atop his skin, Rich couldn’t help but think about how great it felt on his nicks and bruises. He had been truly battered and really needed some TLC. However, he knew this was the calm before the storm, a small silver lining before the inevitable horror that awaited him.

Transitioning from a gentle rub, Val began to wrap her fingers around Rich as if he were a dildo and began to slide her entire clenched grip up and down his slippery body. “Doesn’t that feel good, sweety?” she asked, biting her lip as she got herself a little carried away with the hand job motion.

Standing up, Val stepped over the stool until it was directly beneath her. Rich looked up, his eyes wide from fear, as her giant bush and drooling cunt loomed over him ominously. Reached down between her legs, she moved her fingers into a pincer shape and gripped his penis with them. Rich screamed out, not knowing what was about to happen, when suddenly Val gently started masturbating him. “No sense in you not having some fun too!” she exclaimed as she continued to tug at his tiny member. Rich could feel very little, currently too overwhelmed by fear and shame.

“I need my personal helper to be nice and healthy, don’t I? That means release for a young man like you”, Val explained as she slowly began to lower her ass down towards him. The unholy sight above him shook Rich to his core - her monstrously huge, cellulite-ridden ass descended upon him. Pubic hairs slick with her juices covered her massive pussy, some of the drier, looser ones raining down around him as it got closer. Releasing his hard member from her grip finally, she got a more broad hold over his entire body and guided his helmeted head towards her eager hole, her huge vagina dripping onto him with anticipation.

Rich continued to beg and cry, any attempted noise from him going unheard due to Val’s layers of fat and enormous ass that stood between them. He was directly beneath her and totally out of sight. Soon his head reached her wet folds and he felt the soft flesh coming down over his face as he was slowly inserted.

“Don’t worry about knocking me up either. I’m too old for anything unexpected, so cum as much as you want,” Val suggested. She smiled at him eagerly, “I know I will!” Her words were slightly muffled with his head already on the very outer reaches of her vagina. She wriggled slightly until her hole accepted his shoulders. Past the widest point of his body now, she was able to easily lower herself onto her human toy.

Val continued her downwards motion until her ass slapped against the surface of the stool, completely engulfing Rich. “Oh yeah that’s the stuff”, she moaned as she began to thrust her massive body up and down over him, slowly getting herself into a rhythm. Rich yelped and struggled to keep the fluids out of his mouth, coughing and spitting at every given opportunity. The pressure difference between her raising and lowering herself onto him was drastic, her fleshy vaginal walls crushing him with each movement.

“You’re…” Val began, her sentence being cut off by her ugly grunts and  moans on each bounce. “Such a good…” she continued, as she kept forcing him in and out of her. “Little helper!” she concluded, her motions getting much faster now, until she was completely raping the tiny man’s entire body with each hard slam of her fat ass into the stool beneath her.

Rich was in hell as he was forced into the sopping wet vagina over and over again, it’s strong, fleshy walls pressing him down on all sides. He was, however, sliding in and out easier than previously so the Vaseline was working at least. Although, he didn’t know how much he wanted the process to improve. Val had optimised the entire thing and, given the amount of effort she had put in, he didn’t think she’d let him go any time soon.

Finding Hank with Brenda by Vexed

As Bill typed away at his computer, his mind wandered to bigger things. He looked around the vibrant office space, twisting his neck around to catch Mel in his peripheral vision. She was at her desk rotating between typing, printing and scanning.

Quietly, he pushed his chair away from his desk and climbed down onto the carpeted floor beneath him. With everything seeming lively enough that he could move around relatively unnoticed, he planned to go meet Hank.

Wanting to avoid being caught, Bill kept his head down as he quickly shuffled across the floor towards the exit. Again, causing Bill to believe it may not actually be coincidence, he accidentally bumped straight into the ass of Rosie.

The towering woman turned to face him as he fell down onto his ass and looked back at her, panicked. He hadn’t expected to run into Rosie, it seemed a little odd that he always seemed to. Although, he couldn’t give her all the blame - he had bumped into her after all. “Hey cutie! You gotta watch where you’re going, a girl might get the wrong idea!” she said, her lips curling from her cheeky grin. She furrowed her brow, “What are you doing anyway?”

Bill’s heart thumped powerfully in his chest as her mood changed from flirtatious to suspicious. He stuttered, “Err… Err… I need to go see Hank”.

“Hank? Why would you need Hank?” Rosie asked as she placed her hands onto her hips, looking down at the flustered man.

“He… He… is supposed to install updates to my workstation,” Bill reasoned, successfully finding something reasonable to excuse why he needed Hank.

“Hmmm…” Rosie responded as she thought about it. She explained, “Val caught Hank sneaking around where he shouldn’t have been…”

“Oh no, really? Well, where is he?” Bill asked, his voice showing faint signs of the fear and concern he was feeling after her words. Another one of his friends, and co-conspirator, had been wiped out. Was he next? Would it be wise to even try to rebel when the chance of failure was clearly so high?

Looking at her nails as she spoke, Rosie enlightened him, “She gave him to her younger sister, Brenda. She’s head of IT Security. And, oh boy, you should see her!” Bill just kept her gaze, not speaking and simply waiting to hear what else Rosie had to say. He wasn’t sure he wanted to know, a sister of Val couldn’t exactly be a young beauty.

“Oh man, she’s the same… stature, for lack of a better word, as Val. Maybe with an even bigger ass!” Rosie explained, causing Bill’s eyes to widen as his fears were confirmed.

“B-bigger?” Bill replied, his voice wispy and fearful. Was Hank doomed? No, surely not! It can’t be over this easily, his friends were relying on him now!

“Yeah. Bigger. Do you like bigger?” Rosie asked flirtatiously. “I’m not Val or Brenda, but I’m certainly bigger than you!” she teased as she reached down and playfully pushed his shoulder, causing Bill to stumble back.

Bill scratched his head nervously, tearing himself away from her piercing gaze and looking deep into the carpet in front of him. “Do… Do you think you could take me to him?” Bill asked, hoping she’d allow him to brush over what she had just said.

“All I seem to be doing are things for you… When are you going to do something for me?” Rosie asked, her eyes bright with lust. She rolled her tongue across her lips to moisten them, tasting her lip balm as she did. Before Bill needed to think of a reply, Rosie continued, “But sure, I’ll take you. You owe me more than one!”

Rosie spun on her heel, her perky ass bouncing in Bill’s face as she did. She quickly began to make her way out of the office and into the labyrinth of hallways. Bill waddled behind her, trying his best to keep up with her long, slender legs.

After a short time following Rosie, Bill panting all the way as he struggled to keep up, they reached Brenda’s office. With the door closed, their first port of call was her admin, Juana. She seemed to be in her early 40s and Bill couldn’t help but marvel at her killer curves. His trance-like stare was cut short as her eyes met his, causing Bill to look up and hope she hadn’t seen him gawking. She smiled at him calmly with a warm, almost mothering smile.

“Hey Juana! I was just bringing this little guy to see Hank. Is he available?” Rosie asked simply.

Juana’s warm smile turned cold as she heard Rosie’s words. She spoke plainly, “Sorry, Brenda’s indisposed at the moment”.

Not wanting his opportunity to fade, Bill pleaded, “Please, it’s urgent! He was meant to update my computer” He looked deep into Juana’s eyes, hoping to tap into her empathy.

“Okay, we’ll have a look!” Juana replied, standing up from her desk and making the short walk to Brenda’s office door. Slowly, she opened it.

As the door crept open and Bill got a view inside, he was blown away. His perception of Brenda had been totally underestimated, she was a mountain of a woman. Much like her older sister, with her office door shut, she was found sitting in a giant armless chair in a skirt that was rolled up. Her monstrous ass flowed out over the sides of the chair as she wiggled and grinded her ass and vagina into it.

Muffled cries spewed out from beneath her whenever she lifted her ass even a slither off of the seat. Brenda yelled down as she heard them, “Hey! Shut up down there!” She ground her ass harder into the chair to reinforce her command and sat there still for a moment, enjoying the squirms and silence.

Looking up, Brenda spotted that her office door had opened and three people were looking in. “Juana! What’s the meaning of this? I thought I told you I didn’t want any interruptions?” she asked, clearly displeased that her session with what they all assumed to be Hank beneath her had been interrupted.

“Sorry m’am! Rosie and err…” Juana began to say as she realised she didn’t actually know the name of the small man beside her.

“Bill!” Bill chirped up, trying to hide his nerves.

“... and Bill here needed to see Hank. I believe he was meant to update his computer before… Well… His role change.” Juana explained, clearly choosing her words carefully.

As the two women spoke, Rosie crouched down beside Bill and whispered in his ear, “Do you hear those cries from beneath that enormous caboose of hers? I bet that’s Hank under there, getting all cosy with her coochie.”

Juana noticed Rosie whispering down to Bill and flared her an angry look, before turning her attention back to Brenda. Looking at Bill, Brenda spoke, “I didn’t see anything for - Bill is it? That’s your name? Come here”. She pointed at him and curled her finger towards herself to gesture that he should come to her.

Bill hesitantly made his way across the office, feeling vulnerable without Juana and Rosie separating him from this elephantine woman. He didn’t even know a bigger ass than Val’s was possible, but here it was. As he approached, the previous silence turned to faint cries as Hank’s screams for help struggled to escape very far past the layers of fat. Bill couldn’t help but stare at her obese, cellulite-ridden, quaking ass as it splayed out over the sides of her seat.

“Sorry Brenda, maybe I was supposed to download it…” he began, pausing while he thought of what else to add to this out of hand lie. “I just can’t afford to fall behind with Val” Bill continued, hoping to play on her sympathy.

“No, no you can’t.” Brenda agreed. She wiggled her ass as she began to lean forward, faint, muffled cries broke through as she began to lift herself off the chair. “If it’s for my sis - 1 minute, that’s all you get”, she said.

Bill paused and waited as Brenda seemed to have stopped with her ass only partially raised. As some time went by, Brenda finally got impatient, “Well? Get him!”

Bill gulped realising it was his responsibility to get Hank. Approaching slowly, he peered under her monstrous ass. He stared directly at her bare ass, unable to see Hank anywhere - such depths of her ass still remained between her clenched cheeks. “Erm, I can’t find him.” Hank explained to Brenda, not wanting to dig his hands into her huge, sweaty ass.

“Oh sorry, here!” Brenda replied as she reached behind and gripped at her huge cheeks. Bill stared intently as her cheeks parted before him, Hank’s cries becoming more pronounced as they did.

As her cheeks separated completely, a stiff, tied-up little man fell down onto the seat with a wet slap. He was naked aside from his bindings and a ball gag - stopping him from making much more than moans and whimpers. Despite having the same diminutive stature as before, Hank was, in a sense… bigger. Part of him at least. His penis looked like some sort of experiment gone wrong. It was monstrous. Hard as a rock, it stood roughly half the size of him. His abnormally disproportionate member and midsection were completely covered in Brenda’s cum, her pubic hairs sticking to his body as if her cum were glue. “What the? How?” Bill asked, too shocked to worry about speaking out of turn.

“Oh that thing? When Val discovered him snooping around where he shouldn’t have been, she offered him to me,” Brenda began to explain, sitting back down on top of Hank while she did. Bill’s eyes widened as a terrified scream broke through Hank’s ball gag, being silenced only once she had fully sat down. She continued, “I explained I really only enjoy men of a certain size. And apparently R&D has been experimenting with the tea. Let’s just say, I ain’t complaining.

Brenda raised her ass once more and pulled him out from beneath her for Bill. Standing Hank up on her desk, his legs shook as he was barely able to support his weight. Rosie caught a glimpse of him finally and rushed into the room “Oh my God! Look at that thing, it must be nine inches long!”

“Yeah well, I’m a big gal. Big gal’s need big men, at least where it counts. Isn’t that right Hank?” She asked, gripping his dick firmly in her hand and tugging at it. She looked back over to Bill as she slowly worked Hank’s permanently hard dick in her hand, “Ask him your question”.

Bill stuttered as he struggled to focus on talking to Hank as if he wasn’t being currently violated, “Ermm… Hank. Do-do you remember those up… updates you were supposed to install?”

“Mmmmuuuuuuuhhhhhhh,” Hank moaned incoherently, the ball gag still stopping him from being able to make any noise worth making.

“Wow Brenda, you sure did a number on him!” Rosie chuckled, Juana just looking on in pity.

Brenda ground her ass sensually into her chair as she looked over to Hank’s huge schlong longingly. She explained to Rosie, “Of course I did, I’m a tough woman to please!”

“Aren’t you afraid of him cumming in you though?” Rosie asked, curious.

“Ha! Bless your heart, sweetie. I turn fifty next month, that ship up and sailed a long time ago!” Brenda laughed, “Besides, that concoction means he keeps going for three or four times as long; with about a minute-long refractory period”.

Juana chimed in, “Erm, Brenda, I think Bill can’t understand Hank with the gag in his mouth.”

Brenda chuckled as she pried the gag out of Hank’s mouth with her meaty claws, her huge breasts hanging down directly in front of him. Val spoke, “Hank, Bill here says you were supposed to install some updates for him, but I don’t see anything on the docket. Care to enlighten us?”

Hank, in a state of delirium, stared off into space. He wheezed, “MMMMMaaaail”.

Bill, horrified to see his friend in such a way, frantically asked, “Mail? What mail? I never got any mail.”

Brenda cut in, “Sweetie I hate to break it to you, but I don’t think he’s all there - if you know what I mean. He’s been under me since about…” She looked at the clock for a moment, “Since about nine this morning.”

“Well could I come back later then?” Bill asked timidly.

“I’m not sure what good that would do you. Being my little fuck cushion’s about all he’s good for now. Besides, I didn’t see any critical updates for admins today, so you should be good. Now if you don’t mind…” Brenda trailed off as she reached for Hank from the table, “This is my mid-afternoon break.”

She roughly shoved the ball gag back into his mouth as she raised him up from the desk. Standing slightly from her armless chair, she placed him back on her seat beneath her enormous rump.

Reaching between her legs, she gripped his still rock hard penis with one hand and separated a cheek with the other - giving Bill an unholy sight of her obese ass and hairy, dripping cunt. Hank was still wheezing as she slowly began to sit down, guiding his huge dick into her cunt with an ugly moan. “Fuck me, you’ve got the perfect dick!” Brenda moaned out, wiggling her huge cheeks as she lowered herself completely onto the chair - a huge fart escaping out from beneath her. Hank suddenly screamed out, the gag and her fat muffling most of the sound.

Bouncing and grinding into her chair, Brenda said, “Juana, please see Rosie and Bill out.”

Rosie grabbed Bill’s hand and spoke, “Don’t worry, I can see him back to his desk!” She turned to leave and immediately made her way out of the room with Bill struggling to keep up in tow. As they left, and Juana shut the door behind them, the sound of Hank screaming while Brenda continued to bounce her enormous ass onto him filled the room until the door was finally shut. Poor Hank, Bill thought, this was his life now - a life of being continuously raped by a woman as much a monster as her older sister.

Val and Rich's Intimate Time by Vexed

Val continuously sucked in huge gasps of air, taking a short break from fucking herself with Rich. With her almost inhumanly heavy body slumped in her stool, she did nothing but sit there and periodically clench her kegel muscles; enjoying the feeling of her dildo-boy deep inside of her.

Rich’s squirms weren’t quite what they used to be with his new penis-costume/exoskeleton to keep him stiff. But at least this way he wouldn’t break. Plus the added size didn’t hurt. She could still feel practically all of him as the exoskeleton just covered his head, part of his back and his feet, leaving the rest of him to rub against her. And BOY did it ever.  Her slick vaginal walls closed in around him, savoring every bit of his bare flesh against hers, each flex of her muscles serving to prompt further squirms as he fought against them pressing down around him.

He was soaked. Her vaginal cavern was flooded with her viscous juices, thickened by the vaseline. It made moving much harder for Rich as he struggled to move his arms in what felt almost like sludge. He desperately dragged his arms up in front of his face, attempting to move her flesh away from his mouth so he could suck in what little air was trapped inside of her.

Previously she had been bouncing up and down on him, giving him brief intervals of air as her monstrous ass rose just above his mouth and nose. He could feel his own stomach heaving from having swallowed so much of her cum whilst trying to breathe, even some forcing its way down his throat without his say in the matter when things got rougher. She had now stopped for some reason… Perhaps she was tired? Perhaps she had grown tired of him… Either way, he was desperate for some real air and really beginning to struggle to get it.

As Val got her breath back, she called down to her tiny toy, “Are you ready to continue?” The sound was extremely muffled through the layers and layers of fat but Rich had heard it. His heart filled with joy, something he’d never expect from himself given what it meant, but at least he wasn’t going to suffocate. Slowly, Val began to lift herself off of him.

The loud ring of Val’s phone reverberated through the room. She had lifted herself off of Rich to the point that his head was just about to slip out from between her folds and finally allow him the air he desired. She continued to rise as the phone continued to ring, pondering whether or not she answered it. She sighed, “Urgh, do I?” With Rich’s head still inside of her, she teased the more shallow areas of her vagina with it, moaning from the pleasure. It continued to ring, it’s harsh sound irking her.

“Fine! But I’m not staying on the phone for long!” she exclaimed as she reached over towards it, lifting her ass only slightly higher than it currently was. Finally, Rich was able to gasp in. The top of his head still lay inside of her, his mouth and nose in the more loose region of her vagina. He gasped in, sucking in both air and cum as he did. It was a start at least.

Before Rich could take in any more, Val lifted the phone from the receiver and slammed her ass back down into the seat. She raised it to her ear angrily, “What is it?!” Rich couldn’t hear much of what was going on, he had heard the loud ringing and could hear muffled shouting but wasn’t quite able to make it out. All he knew was that his brief period of air only postponed his potential suffocation as Val had sat back down, still not rhythmically pumping his body in and out of her. Whilst he didn’t want her to fuck him, being deep inside of her for this long without air would kill him eventually.

Melanie spoke quickly on the phone, not wanting to upset her boss more than she already had with her untimely intrusion, “Hi Val, sorry to interrupt you. I have one of the execs from PharmCo on the other line asking if everything is still all good for your meeting on Wednesday?”

“Yes Melanie, everything is still good for Wednesday. Now I’m quite busy at the moment, will that be all?” Val replied shortly, eager to get back to business.

“Yes that’s everything Val. Again, sorry for the…” Melanie began, before Val cut her off.

“No problem, Melanie. Thanks. Bye!” Val sharply replied. She was agitated and impatient but kept much of the anger that she felt to a minimum, quite understanding that Melanie was just doing her job. A level of understanding that she lent to very few.

She sighed a more content sigh than before, enjoying the feeling of Rich filling her up. With no more distractions, she was ready to continue. Raising herself up, she lifted her monstrously fat body until Rich’s helmeted head was on the edge of her lips. And without warning, slammed it back down until her obese ass smashed into the seat, her cellulite covered flesh pouring over the edges more than ever before.

She repeated this motion, attempting to get into a good rhythm. With all her stress from work, there was a lot of tension built up inside of her and she was more than ready to ride it out. What began as a slow but powerful pumping of his stiffened body into her sopping cunt soon turned into a fast and fierce bouncing. The stool creaked and groaned, at times seeming to struggle to hold her immense weight as she continued to slam hundreds of pounds of ass fat  down on  its surface.

Rich was thankful for the excess in lubricant as her vaginal walls caressed his body with increasing speed. He clenched his eyes shut, whilst also trying to time spitting her fluids out and gasping in as she periodically lifted off of him. Often her rhythm would change and he’d suck in her cum, causing him to choke. He could feel his eyes stinging from the slightly acidic juices.

Val continued to ride him with no regard for his comfort or happiness. She was in bliss. Her muscles contracted powerfully around him as she reached what she planned to be the first of many orgasms with Rich in his new position. He could hear her moans getting louder and louder, her vaginal walls pressing down more firmly around him until it was almost excruciating even with his extra protection. He felt his consciousness slowly beginning to fade, was this the end?

Finally Val slammed her ass down into the chair and stayed there, her legs quaking as waves of pleasure rolled through her cellulite-ridden, fatty body. She screamed out loudly, unable to control the volume as she experienced ecstasy like never before. Floods of her juices washed over her toy, spilling out onto the seat beneath her and coating the undersides of her ass and thighs.

Remaining in place, she panted deeply. Her post-coital glow left tingles in her extremities and she felt her body being overcome with relaxation. When she felt strong enough to finally support her own weight, she slowly lifted herself off of her little human dildo - trails of her juices clinging to it and droplets of her cum splashing down from out of her vagina onto the already soaked stool.

When Rich finally came to, his environment had changed entirely. The room was much brighter with all the surfaces sleek and reflective. Bright lights shone down around him, causing him to squint his eyes in pain. When he finally regained his vision, sitting before him with a huge glass of wine was Val.

“About time you woke up!” Val stated gleefully, as she pursed her huge lips around the rim of her glass and took the last sip of the red liquid, finishing the glass. She watched with interest as the tiny man, still in a haze, looked around at his new surroundings. She explained, “You’re in my kitchen, we’re just chilling out”.

After such an intense ride before he had fallen unconscious, Rich took stock of his body and any damage done. There was very little redness across his skin this time, thanks to Val lubing him up. And the new exoskeleton had kept him quite stiff, so his body hadn’t been contorted into painful ways like he would’ve usually expected. However, he was still covered in her cum and the stale, salty liquid was drying into his skin with each passing moment.

“Let me get that for you, dear” Val said as she reached for a wipe with her spare hand, her nude, monstrous breasts sprawling out across the polished granite before him. Placing her wine glass on the table she grabbed Rich firmly in her hands as if he were a doll before rubbing the moist wipe over his skin. Her cum slid off his body easily with a little moisture and pressure, he felt the movement in his limbs becoming more fluid and the intoxicating scent of cucumber overcoming him. He actually felt okay, for once.

“So!” Val began, “If we’re going to be spending a lot of time together, I figure we should get to know each other. Why don’t you tell me about yourself?”

Rich couldn’t quite come to terms with what she was saying, it terrified him to his core. His voice was quiet and low, but she could hear the fear and desperation in it, “Please Val, I don’t want to be your dildo!”

She chuckled in response, “Oh Rich, you’re really not getting it, are you? There is no ‘you want’, there is only ‘I want’.” She stood up from her chair, displaying her huge, hairy cunt at perfect eye level, before walking over towards her opened bottle of wine with her glass in hand. He shuddered as her almost inhumanly fat ass and stomach jiggled in multiple places as she moved.

“Have mercy!” Rich shouted up in response, falling to his knees with his face in his hands.

She pouted empathetically, “Oh stop that now! My heart aches for you! You should find peace in never needing to make decisions now, begging and crying isn’t going to help you.” She continued to speak to him as she lifted her bottle and refilled her glass, “So why don’t you tell me about yourself? If you’re going to be my little dildo boy from now on, I’d like to get to know you better!”

Rich gulped, his heart pounding harder every time she mentioned him in THAT way. He tried to push the overwhelming horror of being Val’s sextoy from his mind, focusing on the possibility to be saved or escape. In the meantime, however, he might as well at least try to keep her happy and play along, “Well, I’m twenty four years old. I played football in high school”.

Forgetting he was a slave to Val for a moment, he thought back to his high school days and chuckled lightly, “Ah, those were the days!”

Val smiled a toothy grin as she sat back down in front of him, “Oh, you were popular huh?” Showing real interest in his past as he continued to speak to her as if he were reminiscing with a friend.

“Oh yeah!” Rich replied confidently, his personality prior to Change Inc shining through. “We had some good times, and there was no shortage of girls! I ended up dating the girl I had been close to all throughout school, we were together up until late last year…”

“Oh really? What happened there?” Val questioned curiously.

“We drifted apart, wanted different things. It was a mutual decision. She moved away for work and after a few months deciding what I wanted to do I… Well… I... “ Rich trailed off, his smile fading.

“What?” Val asked.

He spoke in a low tone, “I applied for Change Inc... She had her new, great job in pharmaceuticals and what did I have? A job in sales? Sure, I made decent commission but what was I actually doing? Change Inc seemed like such an opportunity for me, maybe I could’ve  changed the world and even got her back in the end”.

“It doesn’t really sound all that mutual...” Val said, hearing the sorrow in his voice as she took another sip of her wine. She raised her glass to him and smiled, “Don’t fret, little man, we are going to change the world!”

Rich looked down at his feet. Sure, maybe Val and Change Inc were going to change the world… But he really didn’t want to be part of it. To appease her, he threw her a forced smile and replied in a false tone, “Yeah maybe! And we’re in similar industries, so maybe I’ll meet her again!”

Val smiled and replied, “Maybe! Although, I don’t know if I can give you up. Your performance today... “ She brought her fingers to her lips and kissed them, as if she were praising a delicious dish. She concluded, “Thank you for sharing, Rich. I’ve loved hearing about your life. Don’t be sad though, we can have more of these little chit chats in the future! Wouldn’t you like that?”

Rich said nothing, only watching as her spare hand fell precariously in between Val and the table in front of her. Unbeknownst to him, she had dropped her fingers there after feeling a warm tinge deep inside of her.

Val bit her lip as she stroked her clitoris gently, before sliding two of her fingers along the length of her nether lips. She could feel the moisture building as her temperature began to rise. Standing up once more with her glass still in hand and her other slick with her juices, Val asked, “Well, shall we head upstairs? I can feel an urge coming on and I think you could scratch that itch just about perfectly!”

Still not quite accepting of his permanent role as Val’s dildo, he screamed out, “NO PLEASE!” Sprinting towards the edge of the table, he prepared himself for the sheer drop. More willing to take the fall than endure more of her insides.

“Ah ah ah!” Val called out as she carefully sprung her arm out towards him before grabbing him with her moist fingers, avoiding any spillage of her wine. He had been inches away from the edge. “What were you thinking?” Val shouted to the tiny man. “You could’ve really hurt yourself! Come on! Once you’re strapped in upstairs, you’ll be safe.”

Holding him down by her side, Rich felt himself becoming extremely dizzy as the gigantic woman carried him across her home and up the stairs. Each step of her staircase creaked as she pressed her weight into them, making her way quickly to the bedroom.

Dizzy from the movement, Rich couldn’t make out much of his surroundings as his head spun. Although, he knew where she was going. Before he could protest any further, she placed her wine glass down on her bedside table and grabbed his exoskeleton from the chair she had previously used it with.

Rich didn’t fight it. He was in too much of a daze and her grip on his body was too tight. He blinked quickly as she placed him in position, trying to come around from his spell of dizziness. Wasting no time, Val sequentially strapped him in as she had done earlier. And, like before, she slickened his body and the exoskeleton with vaseline.

Still feeling sick, Rich could only watch, his vision impaired slightly as she layered the lubricant upon him before lifting him like she would any dildo. “Val, please!” he begged her at the top of his voice. She paid him no mind now. Moving over towards her bed, she slammed the suction cup base of his exoskeleton against her headboard, causing it to stick and leaving Rich’s entire world sideways. His brain rattled in his skull from the forceful slam, the pain devastating.

Val left her room without another word. Rich pulled at his binds, not wanting to be Val’s fuck toy again. They barely moved as he remained firmly entrapped in his exoskeleton, his world dizzyingly sideways. Horrified at the inevitable fucking about to come his way, he craned his neck upwards to look for Val but couldn’t see her anyway. With no reference to what time it was, he wasn’t sure how much time had passed since she had left him but felt it hadn’t been too long realistically. He felt like he was going to go insane from being kept in such a fearful and worried state.

Finally the behemoth of a woman returned, having been freshening herself up before bed. Her teeth glistened and her skin was soft from her moisturiser. She sighed, content, as she approached the huge bed before climbing onto it.

The mattress sank impossibly deep as her immense weight pressed down onto one side of it. Rich watched as she crawled closer towards him, her massive breasts looking even bigger as her arms pressed them together. The smell of her moisturiser washed over him as she closed the gap between them.

Slowly, like a semi-truck turning in the road, Val began to move her huge body around. Rich was but a mere observer to this vile movement, screaming for mercy as more and more of her fat ass was displayed to him. From this close, he could see every pore and wrinkle on the backs of her thighs and the sudden darkness that was her crack.

Rich screamed out, terrified, as the giant woman’s ass loomed closer. Nothing changed as his ear shattering screams fell upon seemingly deaf ears. Suddenly her reversing stopped - she had heard him. Twisting her body, she turned until she could look him in the eye as she spoke, “There’s no point in screaming honey, do you really think I’m going to stop now? You should take this opportunity to get used to your new job. I think you could really learn to like it!”

Rich screamed out again, begging Val and praying she listened with every fibre of his being. It was no use. Not saying another word, she turned back into her previous bent over position and continued moving her monstrously huge ass closer and closer.

Like two bulbous, skin-coloured buildings either side of him, her enormous cheeks began to encapsulate his entire vision. Reaching behind her, Val spread the two huge, pale mounds of flesh that she called asscheeks to reveal the dark cavern between them.

Rich’s eyes bulged in his head as he caught a glimpse of his destination. Her crack was dark and discoloured from years of chafing, stray hairs sporadically littered the creased space, leading up to a huge mound of them covering her ever moistening vagina. She slowly backed her way towards him, her fatty cheeks jiggling with each slight movement.

A blood curdling scream left Rich’s mouth as he was once more about to be subjected to the hell he had tried so hard to avoid. Her gargantuan ass overtook his entire vision as he struggled in his tight binds.

With her toy directly at the entrance of her slick vagina, Val began to reach between her huge thighs towards her hairy monster. She carefully parted her already sopping lips, digging her fingers deep into them just beyond the matted-with-cum layer of pubic hair. Keeping her fingers there to hold her cunt lips apart, she shuddered slightly as she backed up further and felt Rich’s helmeted head touch her sensitive lips.

Continuing to reverse onto her human dildo, Val let a low moan escape her lips as it took up the space inside of her. She could feel Rich’s squirms caressing her vaginal walls as she more thoroughly engulfed his entire body. She had expected his fight to lessen as time had gone on but so far it had only gotten more erratic, what a trooper he was! She loved it.

Val’s ass slapped hard against the headboard of her bed as her vagina consumed the entirety of her little “assistant.” She cried out as wave upon wave of cunt juice gushed out from her, covering her cheeks and tainting the wooden panel she had stuck Rich to.

Rich felt his entire body pivoting around the point on the headboard she had stuck him to as she moved her titanic body over him. Ripples of pleasure coursed through her overfed body with each movement. Slowly, she heaved herself off of him; her vagina producing an audible schlucking sound as her lips fought to keep him inside.

Giving him no warning, Val slammed her ass back powerfully into the headboard - sending Rich deep inside of her once more and spurring a loud moan out of herself. She began ramming her behemoth posterior onto him, riding him with lustful aggression and threatening to tear him from the headboard at any moment. The suction cup stayed firm.

She continued to brutally rape her assistant-turned human dildo, showing no regard for his welfare as her hot, soaked insides roughly massaged his face and body. Rich felt like his head was going to explode from the speed and vigour, his entire world a pink, fleshy blur.

Was this his life now? During a brief pause, he considered that thought. However, Val allowed him very little time to construct a complex thought before the fucking continued. As soon as the, almost vicious, raping seemed to slow, it would pick up with more drive and power than each time before. He screamed and cried, his sounds and tears lost inside of her as she forcefully drove him deeper and deeper into her cunt.

Having already orgasmed not long ago, Val wasn’t even close to finished. He felt amazing inside of her nonetheless, she’d simply have to work harder this time. She continued to ram her toy deep inside of her, savouring each squirm. Really beginning to work up a sweat, she could feel more and more droplets rolling down her back and into her crack. It all collated at the entrance to her vagina, only adding to the moisture surrounding Rich.

Her moans soon turned to tired pants as the dangerously overweight woman grew extremely tired. She could feel the tingles in her loins signalling that the powerful orgasm she chased wasn’t totally out of sight. However, she needed a rest. She slowly pulled her massive body away from the headboard, her dildo-boy sliding out of her dripping vagina with ease and wobbling slightly from the movement.

Tiredly, Val sat down on the bed just below her pillows to take a breather. Her juices continued to flow out of her, seeping into the sheets beneath. Between laboured breaths, Val looked towards Rich and asked, “How… Was… That for you?”

Rich looked up as best he could with his head mostly kept in place by the helmet to meet her gaze. “Plea…” he began before a twang in his stomach cut him off. He began to retch and cough, Val just watching all the while, before finally he vomited. The entire contents of his stomach came pouring out of him, all of it a pale, opaque liquid.

Val watched as the tiny amount of her cum fell towards the bed before disappearing into the existing wet patch on her sheets. “That’s it, get it all out” she cooed, watching as he continued to dry-heave.

His stomach still spasming, Rich gasped in some much needed air before looking up towards Val once more. He tried to speak again, “Please, Val. I don’t want to be your toy!”

She replied quickly, “Nonsense! You just need to accept your position and you’ll be able to like it. Look!” She reached towards his underside and playfully, but gently, flicked his erect member. Rich’s heart pounded in his chest from the shock, he hadn’t noticed his penis was erect. The constant rubbing must have had an effect on his body that he hadn’t expected.

“Looks like my little guy’s little guy is enjoying himself!” Val pointed out. “We can do you once we’ve done me,” she explained before returning to her position on her knees and turning her ass towards him.

“Wait! Val!” Rich called out as she backed up towards him. “I don’t like it! It’s a reflex! Please!” he continued to call out. His screams at this point, however, were in vain as they fell upon seemingly deaf, but likely just uncaring, ears. Once again, she spread her titanic cheeks and planted herself upon him - her soaked vagina accepting him with ease. Her folds provided no resistance as they parted for his head and quickly engulfed the entire length of him.

Feeling her second wind, Val began to slowly ride her toy once more. She rhythmically rolled her hips as she repeated the motion of withdrawing her toy from inside of her before forcefully pushing her ass against the headboard - making Rich disappear from the outside world. She continued this motion for some time. Her muscles, somewhat rejuvenated from her short break, allowing her to increase her pace and power.

Rich, all the more aware of his erect penis, couldn’t help but feel her slick vaginal walls sliding against it. There was very little friction so the constant rubbing didn’t feel bad, it actually felt okay - which sickened him. He didn’t want to enjoy this. He tried to remind himself that enjoying it was the first step to acceptance, something he should avoid at all costs. He still had a chance at a normal life, he hoped.

Val continued to fuck her toy. Her gasps and moans got louder and louder as her body finally encroached on another orgasm. She could feel the tingles in her loins moving through her up to her spine, as her kegel muscles contracted and her juices began to come out of her in ecstatic squirts.

Rich held his breath as best he could as he was violently pounded into Val’s vagina. The gaps he was outside of her vagina were tiny and left very little time for him to gasp in his much needed air. He could feel the walls around him pressing into him tighter and tighter to the point he wasn’t sure if he were going to pop. He was thankful for his helmet, as it protected his skull from much of the agonising pressure.

Val felt her muscles contracting as she finally began to reach her orgasm. She began to loudly moan, “Oh! Oh! Oh!” She slammed her ass into the headboard with as much force as she could, sending Rich deeper than he had ever been before. Her bed creaked loudly with each slam, moving slightly from its position against the wall as she aggressively rocked the headboard.

Finally, she orgasmed, her juices flooding out of her in waves as ripples of euphoria rocked their way through her body. She held her ass against the headboard, her dildo deep inside of her as her vaginal walls pressed down on it from all sides, threatening to crush Rich in spite of his extra protection. Her huge body jolted with each wave, her fat wobbling as her arms struggled to support her weight - growing weak from pleasure.

In bliss, Val pulled herself off of her toy, her vagina still sensitive and sending jolts of pleasure through her as it continued to tease her insides until she had completely dismounted. Rich, in a weakened haze, instinctively spat and choked as he desperately tried to clear a way to breathe past the layer of cum, only managing to inhale tiny amounts. His entire body felt compressed as he had been subjected to such extreme pressures, his lung capacity much smaller than it should’ve been from being squished on all sides for so long.

Val allowed her mammoth body to flop down onto the bed as she lay there with her eyes shut for a time, her breaths drawn out and plentiful of air. She was tired after all that, if only Rich could do more of the work - the lazy boy! He had it easy!

In her post-coital glow, Val finally sat her huge body up. Reaching over, she dug her long nails beneath the suction cup and lifted it from the headboard. She inspected Rich and saw that she really had done a number on him. She’d have to be careful not to push him too far, she reminded herself, as she noticed he was on the verge of consciousness and looking a little worse for wear.

Standing, she carried her with him into her ensuite and placed him in the bathroom sink. The brightness of the room stirring him slightly from his haze. He could barely make out what she was doing as she bent over in front of him, looking for something beneath the sink.

Returning to her standing position from her search with a cloth in her hand, Val turned the tap on briefly and allowed the warm water to soak into its fibres. Gently, she rubbed it across Rich’s sore and soaked body, cleansing him of her excess juices with ease. Rich felt himself coming around further as the warm water washed over him, the soft cloth soothing his sore body as she cleaned him.

Continuing to give him a wipedown, Val used her spare hand to pluck her stray pubes off of his body. She noticed he was still hard and took a little longer cleaning around there than she had elsewhere, sensually rubbing his throbbing cock with the soft cloth and twirling it around playfully.

Rich wasn’t sure if she was doing what he thought she was. He was drained and ready to collapse, held up only by the spine he was strapped to. Barely able to keep his eyes open, he didn’t resist as Val began to play with his erect penis.

A woman of her word, Val climbed down onto her knees and rested her arms on the rim of the sink before holding her stiff little toy up to her mouth. She allowed her plump lips to wrap around his tiny penis, sticking her tongue between them to tease and tickle the entire length of it.

Rich moaned quietly, almost inaudibly, as he was still weak from their session of Val fucking herself with him. He was too tired to stop it, and too pained to want anything other than pleasurable sensations. It didn’t take long for him to reach orgasm as he had been erect for so long and Val’s soft lips and moist tongue caused him immense pleasure. He was rock hard.

His body jolted beneath his binds as he came into her mouth, his cum barely noticeable in amongst her saliva but still noticeable nonetheless. Realising he was cumming, Val began to suck, causing Rich to moan louder than he thought possible in his weakened state as she sucked his seed out of him. He felt his testicles emptying as more cum than he had ever experienced was pumped up his shaft and into Val’s huge maw.

Feeling like he was done, Val pulled Rich away from her mouth and smiled as she locked eyes with him. He watched as she swallowed his cum and the saliva in her mouth. “We do me, then you - as promised!” she said softly, extremely pleased with her toys performance.

Without another word, Val lifted her huge body up from her position on her knees and carried Rich back into her room with her. Pulling the blanket up from its tucked position with her spare hand, she climbed under the soft sheets. Lying on her back, her huge tits spread slightly leaving a small but confined, sweaty gap between them.

She placed Rich, still bound to his dildo exoskeleton, in the space between her mammoth breasts. Each mound pressing softly against the sides of him like warm, fleshy pillows. “Don’t want to have to waste time putting you back into this in the morning,” Val explained, “Need you ready bright and early for my morning pick me up!”

Rich said nothing. Arguing was no use and he expected Val really wouldn’t tolerate his whining whilst trying to sleep. She reached over to the lamp on her bedside table and turned it off, sending the pair into total darkness.

“Goodnight, Rich” she said, returning to her position on her back. With her eyes now shut, she sighed contently.

Rich replied simply, “Goodnight, Val.” He shut his eyes also, wanting to try and also get some much needed rest after such a traumatic and tiring day. The calm and soft breaths of Val rocked him ever so slightly as her chest rose and fell. Her slowing heartbeat soothed him and her breasts cushioned his aching sides. In spite of still being tightly bound, he found himself also able to fall into a deep and relaxing sleep.

The PharmCo Meeting by Vexed

Bill looked around the board room in which he was situated, it was almost full with their expected attendees. They were just waiting on Val now, and he assumed Rich would be with her. Mel was sitting at the table, her eyes glued to her laptop while they waited to start. Bill had been one of the first people to arrive, with Mel arriving shortly after him, having collected their guests from PharmCo at the reception. So far, nobody had seemed to notice his stature as he sat at the boardroom table absentmindedly scribbling in his notebook nothing important.

Val’s sisters, Brenda and Ange, were chatting amongst themselves and sparing little thought for the guests in the room. Looking Ange up and down, Brenda noticed how much she stood out compared to the rest of the room, “Ange, have you never thought about dressing a bit more… Formally, for your role? Not that, I don’t like what you’re currently wearing but you’re a director, not one of your staff.”

Ange bit at a jagged edge of her nail, as she listened to Brenda's words, before spitting the tiny, invisible piece of nail away from her. The men from PharmCo talked amongst themselves, noticing the monstrously large woman’s lack of manners. “You mean to tell me that if you were the Director of Facilities you wouldn’t take advantage of being able to dress in more comfortable clothes?” Ange replied, furrowing her brow inquisitively at her sister. She wore a large tight-fitting tee and Khaki shorts that struggled to contain her chunky thighs.

“I guess I know where you’re coming from. I feel quite comfortable in my dress though so maybe you could find a nice middle ground,” Brenda suggested, just making conversation at this point.

Ange laughed loudly, bringing herself to the attention of many in the room, “Ha! Me? A dress? No way! I just don’t feel feminine enough, and I’m not sure I want to be!” She looked towards the PharmCo exec sitting closest to her, he was a small man with large rimmed glasses and neatly styled hair. “How about you? Would you like to see me in a dress?” Ange asked the small man.

The man turned to her, flustered at his sudden involvement in the conversation he had overheard, “Ermmm… Erm… I don’t mind what you wear!” He looked around nervously as the two women seemed to quietly wait for more. Thinking of something to add, he continued, “I personally quite like wearing a suit to work, it makes me feel more confident… But that’s just me!”

Ange rubbed her chin, processing his words, “Hmmm, confidence... What’s your name?”

He looked into the huge woman’s eyes, the edges of them showing deep wrinkles and her complexion more tanned than the other women in the room. He stuttered, “Ermm… Reece!”

Ange stood up in front of Reece, her humongous form towering over in menacingly. He could see her huge stomach and breasts lurch forwards within the confines of her straining tee as she leaned towards him, extending her arm out to shake his hand. Standing up also, Reece clasped his hand into hers. He wasn’t exactly a tall man but he didn’t think he could feel any smaller than standing before such a behemoth of a woman.

As Ange looked down at the tiny man, she said, “Well, Reece, I feel quite confident without a suit.” Releasing his hand, she turned to face Brenda, her huge ass swinging into the man’s face and stopping only inches shy of it. “I just like feeling comfortable in my tee and shorts, okay Brenda? Besides, it gets HOT here, even with our fancy climate control systems!” she exclaimed to her equally huge sister, who had been enjoying their exchange from her chair.

Brenda laughed and held her hands up, “Sure! Sure! I don’t mind what you wear, sis. Just pulling ya leg while we wait!”

The other PharmCo execs all laughed at each other as they mocked Reece, who was awkwardly standing in front of his chair with Ange’s huge ass in his face. It was painfully close and he dared not breathe in through his nose from this position. He prayed she remembered where he had been standing. Thankfully, she simply stepped forward to her own chair and planted herself back into it, allowing him to do the same in his own chair.

The door swung open finally, grabbing the attention of everyone in the room. They all turned to look as Val entered. In spite of having already met Ange and Brenda, Val’s monolithic size didn’t fail to shock the PharmCo execs - the three sisters were all absolutely massive, it was something that one would never get used to; like being in the room with people you might have considered to be a giant subspecies of human.

“Thank you for coming, everyone!” Val said loudly as she entered, flashing a welcoming smile to all their male guests. “You must be Jack, the CEO of PharmCo! We’ve spoken over email and phone in length” she said, heading towards where the suited man was sitting. She had recognised him from the picture in his email signature. Val extended her arm in preparation to shake the man’s hand, causing him to rise from his chair.

One of the other execs turned to Reece, as Val’s attention was on their CEO, and whispered to him, “Fuck me, they’re all huge. Huge genes or a huge diet?” He chuckled to himself, watching for Reece’s response.

Reece didn’t even look at him as he spoke, clearly feeling a little intimidated by his exchange with Ange. It hadn’t been particularly aggressive or anything, but something just felt a little off. He replied quietly, “Shh man, we don’t want to upset them! This is a business meeting!” He looked over to Ange nervously, checking if she was listening to their conversation. He jumped slightly as his eyes met hers directly, turning his head away in an obvious attempt to pretend he hadn’t just looked straight at her. He wondered, was she staring at him? If so, why was she?

Jack stood up and clasped his hand into Val’s. Her grip was strong and her shake powerful, he felt as if she could tear his arm off at any moment. He guessed she must have been at least a few feet taller than he was and undoubtedly wider. Shaking his thoughts from his mind, he replied, “Yes that’s me! And you must be Val, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you in person.”

Expecting the shake to finish, Jack released Val’s hand but Val kept him locked to her for just a second longer as his grip went limp. It felt like a power move and it made him extremely uncomfortable, but it was subtle enough that he’d never know for sure.

Once Val had finally released him, Jack turned towards one of the men accompanying him - who was still seated, nearest to him. “And this is our CFO, and my own son, John,” Jack explained, gesturing towards the young man and stepping back to create an open space between him and Val.

Following suit, John stood up and extended his arm out to shake Val’s hand. His eyes bulged slightly in shock when he finally got a first hand experience of the woman’s immense size. He hadn’t paid much attention thus far, but from this close to the towering woman it was hard not to notice. It was intimidating to say the least.

Val, as she had done before, gripped John’s hand firmly and shook it - the handshake near painful rather than welcoming. “So glad you both could make it!” Val said, smiling as she looked back and forth between the two men - all the while still shaking John’s hand. She looked over the rest of the board table for a moment, the seats all taken up by her own colleagues and various execs from PharmCo, before noticing something. “Bill!” she called out, stirring a slight jump from the small man as he was unexpectedly called upon.

Looking up from his notes, Bill promptly replied, “Yes, Val?” He wondered where Rich was as he scanned the huge woman for clues.

“I see we have guests and a meeting to begin. We have a tray over there with a jug of ice cold water on and a table full of empty cups...“ Val pointed out condescendingly, unimpressed that Bill, as an admin, hadn’t taken it upon himself to fill up the cups when he clearly wasn’t busy.

Bill jumped out of his chair quickly, realising what she wanted from him, “Oh, sorry! No problem, Val!”

The men were dumbfounded as they watched Bill stand upright out of his chair for the first time. His head barely reached the top of the table, yet he didn’t look like a dwarf. He looked like a regular person but maybe half the size. As he made his way over to the drinks cart, he couldn’t help but notice that they were staring at him as if he were some sort of sideshow. Ange sniggered as she noticed just how wide Reece’s eyes were with shock. He dared not look over to her again as he felt her eyes burning a hole into the side of his head.

Val moved around the table towards the remaining chair at the end of it. “Jack, John, if you two wouldn’t mind…” she began, gesturing for them to sit down and stirring them from their joint stare. They both tried to get their head back to business as they sat down, trying to make their looks over towards Bill subtle as he made his way around the table. They looked back towards their colleagues, ensuring everyone kept their manners in check.

Building the courage to address what was clearly on their minds, Jack asked, “My apologies if this is out of line but what’s up with the tiny guy?” Everyone turned their attention to Bill, some of the PharmCo execs muttered and whispered to each other. Their words were inaudible but their thoughts were plain as day on their faces. Bill blushed as he pulled a glass down from the table to fill it. As the water reached the three quarter mark, he reached up and placed the filled cup back on the table. It was a tedious method, but the only real way he could pour the drinks without spilling the large jug since the table was almost above his head.

“I’m glad you asked!” Val began. She gestured towards Bill, “He’s just one of many success cases from a recent breakthrough we’ve had.” The men listened intently, shocked and confused. Val continued, “I believe our merger could help to fund this breakthrough and really allow us to push it to new heights.”

Val explained further to the astounded men, “This drug will allow us to save the world from the clutches of overly aggressive men. We understand that men play a role in society, of course! But, if we could bring them all down to a more manageable size then wouldn’t it be better for everyone?”

Hearing enough, John chimed in, aghast, “What? No! What is this? Some sort of cult?”

Following up, Jack added, “Yes, I’m sorry Val. We only accepted this meeting out of respect but we’ll be going back to the board to ensure this merger doesn’t go forward. It just doesn’t feel realistic nor does it match our own objectives.” As Bill finished up pouring the drinks and heard how passionately opposed PharmCo seemed to be, it made him immensely happy. Maybe they’d find a way to get help.

Val brought her hands up, “Woah, why don’t we all just relax? There’s no need to be hasty. This is just a discussion right now. Would you guys like some tea?” She tried to appeal directly to Jack, who had tensed up in his chair as if he were ready to head for the door, “Jack, we CEOs have to stick together!”

Hearing reason, he fell back into his seat as he tried to fathom what was going on. Looking over to John, who was equally confused, he agreed, “Yeah I guess we can have some tea. I love tea. In fact, I’m quite the aficionado of tea nowadays!” The men laughed, clearly knowing all too well about Jack’s current love for tea. Sure, Change Inc seemed crazy but they figured it was all smoke and no fire. Something they could entertain for one meeting at least.

Jack’s son, John, grinned at their colleagues before adding in, “Yeah, you think he’s high strung now. You should have seen him before he gave up coffee!” Everyone smiled and laughed lightheartedly, the previously tense situation having been defused to a certain degree.

Tea? Bill knew what that meant… He made his way over to the drinks cart, opting this time to roll it around the room in order to hand out cups before he poured the tea into them. As he had just done with the water, Bill made his way around the room and filled up a cup for each person. His arms shook from fear and nervousness as he poured one of the cups, struggling to maintain his usual composure.

Noticing this, Juana tucked herself down slightly towards his ear and uttered, “You’re going to be fine. You don’t have a choice here. Just do what you’re told.” Her words calmed Bill to an extent. She was right, there was nothing he could do at this point. His best bet, at least for now, was to follow orders. No point in being a martyr.

“We’ll all have some! Bill, make sure to give Jack plenty, I’d love for his opinion on it as a big fan of tea!” Val exclaimed, the room lively and glowing with seemingly positive exchanges. Bill made his way around the table until he reached Jack and John. As he poured Jack’s drink, he caught a glare from Val. He poured the tea up to the rim, almost spilling it.

They all began to sip the warm tea as they received their serving, the response from the room positive. The execs all took generous sips, Jack and John smiling as they took theirs - clearly enjoying the taste. Val continued to explain how their compound worked, “Upon entering the body, our compound attaches itself to the Y chromosome. It has no effect on women, perfect for our cause as you can expect.”

Finishing his cup, Jack replied, “This tea really is delicious. However, Val, we’re just not interested in the cause. I mean, where even is the money earning potential in it? Where’s the marketability? You’ve gotta understand where I’m coming from here… It’s a drug against men and well… We’re men...” The men all laughed, the seriousness of Change Inc’s cause not readily apparent to them now. Jack looked over towards Bill, “Could I get a refill please?”

Bill looked to Val briefly as if looking for approval. She nodded subtly, causing him to immediately make his way back over to Jack before pouring him another full cup.

As Jack began to consume his second cup, Val explained further, “It seems only fair that I inform our test subjects how the drug works as they take it…” Jack and John stopped drinking immediately, their pause a long and fearful one. They looked at each other, their eyes mutually asking the question: she hasn’t, has she? Val continued speaking, “In fact, our compound can even be administered via food or drink.”

Suddenly, Jack began to shrink in his seat, spilling the remainder of his tea across the boardroom table in a clatter as he dropped the cup. He continued to shrink further and further until he was sat in a chair at only two inches tall. His son, John, sat frozen in horror as the situation unfolded around him. He had felt woozy after drinking half of his tea, soon shrinking down to around a foot and a half.

Reece looked around from his chair. Having enjoyed his helping of tea, he had finished his cup quickly and soon found himself shrinking down to not even three inches. He stumbled backwards towards the back of his chair, terrified of the sheer drop now presented in front of him. He couldn’t see much going on around him but, hearing the conversation above, he quickly realised what was going on. He winced as Jack’s cup had clattered across the table, everything louder and scarier than usual at his diminutive size.

John was horrified. He had no time to be worried about his father, however, as he also began to shrink out of his clothes. The other execs from PharmCo all followed suit, leaving only the group of Change Inc women normal sized in their chairs. The women all laughed as they watched the men dwindling to various sizes and ended up marooned on their chairs.

“The reason Change Inc has been so successful is that everyone here has a purpose,” Val explained before gesturing towards Bill, “Take Bill here, for example. He serves us drinks, maintains my schedule, he’s the perfect little admin!” She tousled his hair playfully.

As Val spoke, Ange placed her hands on the sides of her chair and pushed her huge body up out of it for a moment. Curious, she peered over the edge of Reece’s chair, shocked to see just how much the man had shrunk. The plain ceiling Reece could see above him suddenly changed as the huge woman’s face appeared and stared directly at him, striking fear into his heart. Patiently, she left him there before sitting back in her chair as Val continued to address the room.

“Or Hank, my younger sister’s favourite new seat cushion… Speaking of which - Brenda, how are you liking the modifications we’ve made?” Val asked.

Brenda rose from her chair, her monstrously large ass struggling to squeeze out from the arms of it. Rising, Brenda moaned as she revealed a pint-sized Hank in her chair. He was covered in her ass sweat. Sporting no underwear, her hairy cunt slowly released his giant dick as she stood fully upright.

His huge, throbbing member pulsed with life, much in contrast to the rest of him which lay battered against the seat. His limbs were bound and his mouth gagged. He was barely alive. The PharmCo execs were horrified at the state of him as she picked the tiny man up and laid him down on the conference table.

“Gosh Val, you think we could order more of those armless chairs like I got?” Brenda asked, rubbing the sides of her ass, a little sore after she had struggled to uncram her ass from her chairs grasp.

Val chuckled, “Mel, can you order some more of those armless chairs please?”

“No problem, Val! I can get right on that!” Mel quickly chimed in, immediately typing something into her laptop.

Brenda talked about her experience, “Hank is great for fucking! But sometimes I’m not in the mood for something quite as big…” Reaching into her purse, Brenda pulled out a scarf before wiping it up and down the length of Hank’s still erect shaft. She continued, “Sometimes I just want something to rub against, something that can soak up my ass sweat.”

Carefully, Brenda tucked Hank’s member in against his chest and wrapped him in her scarf. Once she had adequately wrapped the tiny man, she lifted him from the surface of the chair and stuffed him into her purse.

Val looked over to Jack’s son, “How about John here?” She grabbed the shrunken man, causing him to squirm desperately within her grasp.

John screamed out for help, “Please, no! Dad! Help!” He watched the look of helpless fear in his father’s eyes as Val so easily lifted his son into the air before offering him to Brenda. Smiling with happiness at her gift, Brenda wrapped her meaty fingers around John’s body before bringing him close to her huge stomach.

His head spun from moving through the air at such speed, the massive surroundings around him leaving him in a daze. Jack attempted to plead with Val, in an attempt to save his son, “Please Val, I’ll give you everything I have - all my personal assets!”

“Oh Jack, dear, I’m rich enough as is. That’ll all go to your wife and daughter. Besides, this is company policy, everyone must serve a purpose and Brenda needs a spare seat cushion.” Val promptly replied, her unphased tone giving away that this certainly wasn’t her first time shrinking and enslaving men.

Brenda paid no mind to any of the naked, crying men as she placed John down in the moist ass imprint on her seat. She pressed him down firmly into the leather before turning her huge ass towards him in preparation to sit. John could only watch in horror as the huge woman began to descend upon him. As she came down towards him, she lifted her skirt - revealing the most obese ass he had ever seen, littered in cellulite and wrinkles.

Her hair covered vagina dripped with anticipation, patches of the hair matted from past juices. Finally, her huge ass sank into the chair as she forced her wide, fatty hips in between the arms of it. John disappeared from the outside world, his begs and screams totally silenced. She felt the tiny man being pushed further and further between her cheeks as she shuffled into a more comfortable position. Sighing in contentment, she noted, “Ah, this is much better, Val. Thanks!”

“Not a problem, Brenda! How does he feel?” Val replied, smiling at her sister, feeling good about having helped her to feel more comfortable.

“He’s a perfect fit!” Brenda cheered, wriggling her ass further into the chair and feeling John really starting to get deeper between her fleshy globes. She lifted her right cheek slightly, just enough to create a small gap of air between it and the chair. A thunderous fart rumbled from deep within her, she felt it escaping out from between her cheeks as it blasted past their new resident.

The faint and muffled screams could be heard now, frantic and desperate. Brenda wriggled her ass upon feeling the renewed writhing from John. She looked towards Jack who was distraught on his knees, “Mmm, Jack, your son is quite the little squirmer!”

Jack tried to plead once more, his eyes streaming with tears and his face red as his heart raced, “Please let my son go! Take me instead!”

Val’s smile turned to a false, condescending pout as she addressed the now blubbering Jack, “There, there. Don’t cry, Jack. But don’t you worry, we’ll find you a use too!”

“Hmmm,” Ange said aloud from her chair, causing Val to look towards her.

“What is it, Ange?” Val replied, grinning as she knew her sister better than to assume the “Hmmm” wasn’t to get her attention.

“Well, Brenda got John...” Ange replied.

“And what, you want Jack?” Val asked, looking towards the tiny man as he continued to cry for mercy. His cries were barely acknowledged at this point, just a slightly annoying ambience in an otherwise calm room.

“No, no, no! I don’t care about him, you can shove him up your ass for all I care!” Ange replied, causing Jack to shudder upon hearing this. She looked towards the seat beside her before continuing, “Can I have the little guy on this chair here?”

“Oh! Sure, sis! Who is he?” Val asked, slightly confused that Ange would ask for just some seemingly random man.

Standing from her chair, Ange peered over Reece’s once more. He screamed out, panicking, as he made a run for the front of it. He had heard what had happened to John and didn’t want the same to happen to him, so he made his best attempt at a running dive towards the carpet below. “Oh he’s nobody, I just kinda want him…” Ange replied, as she reached down and plucked his tiny form up from the base of the chair, stopping his attempt to escape with ease.

Reece squirmed desperately, tears flooding from his eyes as the massive woman held him in front of her with her chubby fingers. “Please! I’ll do anything!” he called out to her, but Ange said nothing in reply as she carried him back to her seat at the table. Sitting back down, she stuffed herself back into her chair before shuffling it closer to the table.

“Thanks Val! He’ll do nicely, I think!” Ange called up to her sister as she placed the tiny man down on the table in front of her. He stood there, static, horrified. His naked body on display to all in the room after having shrunk out of his clothes. He crouched into a ball, covering himself as best he could.

“No problem, Ange. Let me know how you get on with him and don’t hesitate to give me a call if you need a replacement…” Val replied, smiling at the huge woman and watching her stare at him intently. Ange leaned forward and moved her hand closer to him, prodding and pulling at his tiny body. He fell back, crying and squealing as the massive woman teased him.

Ange spoke to Reece as she played with him, “I suppose now we can answer the question that was on mine and”, she looked over to Brenda, who was absentmindedly grinding her ass into her chair with John still beneath her, “And my sister’s minds… Do you feel less confident now without your suit on?” She lightly flicked his tiny member, causing him to scream out in pain.

Pointing at Reece still, Ange looked over to Brenda, “Maybe you were onto something, he does seem less confident without his suit on…”

Brenda laughed in response, “He’s three inches tall and you just flicked his little cock, of course he’s less confident!” The other women in the room laughed at this also. Bill was horrified from the whole ordeal that had occurred. Every moment that passed felt like salvation for him, his friends and men as a collective was becoming increasingly unlikely.

Concluding the Meeting by Vexed

Reece stood on the desk before Ange, frozen in shock and awe as the mountainous woman stood up out of her chair. Her titanic form loomed ominously over him, her khaki-covered crotch directly in front of him. A dark, pronounced crease lay directly in the centre of the crotch of her shorts - the biggest camel-toe he had ever seen.

Horrified and panicking, Reece began to back up further towards the centre of the table they were sitting around. Noticing this, Val rose from her chair and leant across the table to reach for him. She asked Ange, “Don’t you already have a three incher for all the admin work and personal requests?”

Ange smiled at Val before suggesting, “Perhaps it’s time for a rotation? Don’t you think?” She watched as Reece continued to stumble backwards, completely unaware that he was heading directly for Val’s reaching grasp.

Val chuckled as she quickly clasped her meaty fingers around Reece’s tiny form. Holding Reece by her side, she moved around the edge of the table before placing the tiny man back on the table, mere inches away from Ange’s camel-toe.

Closer to the beast he had just tried to escape than before, Reece winced and crouched down from fear. He shuddered as Ange listened to her sister, the small movements she continued to make causing her fat cunt lips to chew on her shorts hungrily. Reece wondered why such a behemoth of a lady would wear such small shorts, he figured it was a sizing issue more than a vanity thing. He guessed it wasn’t always easy to find shorts that could fit the elephant-sized asses of Val or either of her sisters. Val added, “Maybe you should check with Timmy first?”

Beginning to unbutton her shorts, Ange laughed at Val’s remark, “Ha! - check with my assistant? Okay… If you say so…” Reece could only stand there, trembling, pondering his fate, as the massive woman tugged at her extremely tight shorts in a painful attempt to peel them away from her huge thighs and ass.

Slowly, as Ange began to make progress getting her shorts down, she began to reveal the black panties she was wearing beneath them. An enormous, untrimmed bush sprung out beyond the edges of her panties as she shuffled her shorts down until they fell around her ankles. She stood there for a moment. Reece couldn’t help but notice the particularly dark patch in her panties, likely where her moist hole lay. Her thighs were wrinkled and covered in cellulite, the skin seeming darker as it got closer to her nether regions.

Needing to adjust her panties slightly after a day of unattended usage, Ange dug the index finger from each of her hands into the overgrown pubes and slid them under the damp fabric. Ange pulled lightly at her slick panties, sliding her fingers along the length of the crotch of them until they were untwisted and laying perfectly across her vagina and mons pubis. Reece was disgusted at the sight, he prayed he’d never be anywhere near them, he was already too close for comfort! He dared not think about the rear of the panties, likely not even visible between her fat cheeks if she were stood with her back to him and reeking from the easily accrued sweat in her fat ass.

 Even after her adjustment, Ange’s pubic hairs still flowed easily over the edges of her panties. It left little to the imagination as Reece could only stare, and pray she had something in mind for him that didn’t involve her vile lower half. His eyes bulged in horror as he saw something in the fabric of her panties… A shape of something held behind the fabric… It was the shape of… A man?

Nestled directly where the darkest, wettest patch in her panties was, there seemed to be a lump in her panties no bigger than he was. Reece’s blood ran cold as he questioned what it was… It couldn’t be… Could it?

Answering his question, Ange pulled the front of her panties open. The sound of the fabric being slowly pulled out from her pudgy, hairy lips echoed in Reece’s head as she displayed the cum covered front of her panties to the room. His fears were confirmed as a man barely three inches in height lay against the fabric with his arms and feet held to it by a couple of sewn elastic straps. He was caked in cum and pubes, his head was limp as he lay there unconscious and hopeless.

Ange tapped his head haphazardly with the tip of her right index finger as she called down to him, “Wake up!” In spite of the mess, Reece could still make out just how worn the little guy was - ruddy, bruised and emaciated. He watched as the beaten man began to wake, his movements sluggish and weak as he struggled to lift his head to meet Ange’s gaze.

Ange asked, “Not that it really matters, but you’d be okay with a break from me, right?” I mean… You’d prefer that to being… How should I put this… Absorbed like the others before you?”

Timmy immediately screamed out, “Yes! Yes! Oh God yes, please Ange!” Reaching towards Reece, Ange plucks the screaming and begging man up from the table and dangles him over Timmy still trapped in her crotch. As she held him there, squirming and crying, she asked the room, “Would anybody like to take on the responsibility of looking after Timmy from now on?”

Looking up from her phone for a moment, Rosie grinned at the question. She looked over to Jess, who had been sitting quietly beside her, “Jess will! She’s been talking about how lonely she has been since the divorce, she’d love the company!” Jess blushed hearing this, yelling, “I’m not that lonely!” They all laughed at the exchange, causing Jess to let her guard down. She agreed, “Yeah okay, I’ll take him.”

Laying Reece down on the wet, cum-covered fabric of her panties for a moment, Ange used both hands to untie Timmy from the binds that had held him against her dripping vagina for so long. She lifted him out from her panties, causing them to slap closed against her hairy cunt lips. Reece screamed out in horror as he was slingshotted into the hair and pinned there, wet with viscous, off white juices as he sank deeper towards her fleshy lips.

“Here!” Ange called out to Jess before tossing Timmy over the table. Not expecting the throw, Jess fumbled her hands in an attempt to catch the screaming, battered man. Managing to get her hands beneath his falling form, she slipped them against her stomach in an attempt to secure the catch. Tim sank into her clothed flesh, pinned into it by Jess’ hands but thankful that he had avoided a more painful fall. Anyone had to be better than Ange, he thought.

Pulling her panties back open, Ange chuckled lightly as she saw Reece tangled in her forest of pubes, already covered in her cum. She plucked him out before proceeding to secure the now screaming man to the gooey crotch of her panties. Threatening him, she said, “I expect a good cum or two out of you over the next few hours!”

Ange looked over to Timmy, who was being tucked into the bra cup of Jess, before continuing, “When Timmy dropped the ball - I’d strap him in on the other end…” She looked back down at Reece, her gaze deep and piercing, “That’s right, he was my little asstoy too!”

Reece pleaded with the huge woman, “Please don’t do this! I’ll do anything!” His tiny voice barely made it to the huge woman as she continued to tie his struggling form to her panties.

“You won’t like what will happen if you haven’t made me cum twice within the next few hours, so quit throwing a tantrum and get to work!” Ange retorted, releasing her panties - sealing him in directly against her fat, moist vaginal lips. Surrounded by Ange’s pubes and being pressed against her moist lips, Reece tugged at his binds desperately. He could feel himself being worked deeper into her, he took deep breaths of air, expecting to need them soon.

She bent over, letting out a low moan as she felt Reece sinking deeper into her as she did, before pulling the shorts that were still around her ankles up. She shuffled in place as she struggled to get the tight shorts up her thighs. Stopping with her shorts just below her vagina, Ange kneaded Reece into her fleshy vagina through her panties.

Reece screamed out as Ange began to press the fabric behind him into her moist vagina. He sank easily into the moist cavern, her hot, pink flesh entombing him and the panties he was bound to.

Increasing the pressure she pressed him into her briefly, she felt him sink into her satisfyingly, her flesh surrounding his easily until he and her panties were being hungrily chewed on by her ever moistening vagina. She could feel the warmth in her loins growing, her toy already giving her immense pleasure, and causing the huge woman to release a grunting, guttural moan.

Pulling her shorts up the rest of the way, the huge woman hopped in place as she fought to pull the shorts up over her ass. As her tight shorts finally covered her crotch and ass, Ange pulled them together and buttoned them up. Reece immediately felt the increase in pressure as he was forced deeper into Ange. He coughed and sputtered as he struggled to avoid swallowing her cum.

Straightening her t-shirt slightly, Ange stood upright before addressing the room, “Well now that’s settled, if you’ll all excuse me. I’m going back to my office. Great meeting, all!”

The women in the room all smiled and giggled as Ange began to make her way out of the room, the remaining men in a horrified silence. Ange’s doorway wide ass swung as she walked, much more than usual due to her now upbeat step.

As Ange left the room, Val pondered uses for the two inch tall Jack. She dug through her purse for a moment, drawing the attention of the others in the room as they waited, curious to see what the huge woman was going to pull out of it.

Bill’s earlier question was answered as Val pulled what looked like Rich strapped into something. He was strapped into some sort of phallic, rigid costume and looking a little worse for wear. Blotches of Val’s cum and pubic hair coated his worn and battered body.

“Oh my God! What is that?” Rosie called out to Val, her eyes gleaming at the sight of the strange contraption the tiny man was strapped into.

Val explained, “Oh, well you girls know little Rich but, for our guests, he’s one of my newest admins! This little guy joined at the same time as Bill, here!” She gestured towards Bill, who was standing and staring at what had become of his friend, his eyes showing just how fearful he was.

Standing, Val lifted Rich from the table with her before continuing, “Ever since we consolidated him down to ten inches, I’ve been piloting him as a makeshift… stress reliever.” She made her way around the boardroom table towards where Jack was situated, trembling in place on the surface of it beside his dropped teacup. Noticing just how covered Rich was, she rubbed his skin slightly trying to remove the bulk of her juices, “Oh forgive me everyone, I forgot to give him a rinse after our quickie just before this meeting.”

“P… P… Please Val, let me re… rest!” Rich managed to say, his voice faint from how weak he was.

She smiled warmly in response, “Isn’t he just the cutest?” She gave him a light squeeze, forcing a pained wheeze to escape his lips. Jack was terrified. He watched as the behemoth of a woman loomed directly over him, having moved around to where he had been sitting. Suddenly her hand came down to him, plucking him up from the table without warning.

She held the tiny men side by side, causing Jack to scream and squirm in desperation as his body was smeared against Rich’s. Jack gagged as he tried to wipe away the cum and pubes that had attached themselves to his body. Val giggled at Jack’s behaviour as she compared the two men’s sizes. Val eyed the tiny man against Rich, “I’m not even sure that after the merger we’re going to have any use for such an old and small man… Certainly not as a replacement for Rich over here!” She placed Rich back down on the table, the suction cup securing him to the surface.

Pinching the scared CEO between her index finger and thumb, Val held him up to her face, “What are we gonna do with you, hmm?” Looking into the room, she asked, “I reckon he’s too small to even fill a role as a personal assistant. What do you think ladies? What should we do with J… J… I know this...  Gah! What’s your name again? Jake?”

Jack, much quieter now, displayed pure sorrow upon his face. He answered, stuttering, “No it’s J… Jack...”

“Jack! Right! I was so close!” Val replied before turning her attention back to the room. “So what do you all think we should do with little Jack here?”

Rosie called up, “an asstoy?” Jack began to scream in protest, the vile proposal causing him to fear for his life. He wormed in Val’s grip, accepting the risk of falling to his death if he actually managed to escape the huge woman’s clutches.

“Hmmm!” Val replied, twisting her body around until she could see her ass. She held Jack mere inches above above the deep, dark abyss that was her exposed crack. Her pants hung lower than they should’ve, her immense behind stretching their fabric every long day that she wore them.

Jack screamed, terrified, as he desperately clutched at Val’s fingers, having changed his mind about the fall being the better option. This close, he could see the fibrous hairs embedded in her crack, slick with sweat. The skin seemed darker down there, more worn and void of exposure to any sunlight at all. Even if she had sunbathed nude, the dark canyon, surrounded by massive, fatty cheeks, beneath him had reaches that he doubted even Val had seen. A mental image that harrowed him, a vile odour beyond his comprehension undoubtedly.

With his imminent anal demise dangerously close, Jack screamed up to Val, who paid him no mind. He could feel his arms growing tired as he clung on, and her grip around him had loosened significantly. Feeling as if he were seconds from losing his grip, Jack felt Val’s pinching digits tighten around him before returning him to in front of her face.

“No… No… Certainly a good option! But at this size he’d be an awful asstoy…” Val replied, never taking her eyes away from the shaking man she held in front of her. She continued, “No… We’ve had this once before already… It simply doesn’t work!”

Turning her attention to Brenda, Val asked, “Brenda, we’ve had this before, haven’t we? What was his name?” She clicked the fingers on her spare hand, playfully frustrated as she tried her hardest to remember the man’s name.

Brenda looked back inquisitively for a moment, not fully sure who she meant. There were countless consolidated men at Change Inc. Too small to be an asstoy? Her eyes widened as she realised who Val meant, “John from Engineering?”

“John from Engineering!” Val cheered back, jumping in place as the memories all came flooding back to her upon hearing his name. Laughing, she pointed out, “John! Appropriately named for someone destined for your ass, huh Brenda?”

Brenda laughed, “Ha! You’re right! My ass must have a thing for Johns.” She ground her ass hard into her chair, feeling Jack’s son, John, pinned to the fabric beneath her. His body was sore and contorted into a painful position, caught in the space between her ass and pussy.

Val explained, mostly for the terrified Jack trembling in her hand, “When we were first beginning to consolidate men, we hadn’t quite gotten the accuracy perfect yet. John had volunteered to be shrunk by a couple of inches… The attempt failed. He shrunk down to just slightly smaller than you are, Jack!” With her spare hand, she sized him up in comparison to it. He was tiny, barely two inches and utterly useless.

Continuing her story, Val spoke more seriously now, “It was too early in our funding for us to allow such a failure to become public. We needed to keep John under lock and key, just temporarily! So I gave him to Brenda, to do as she pleased so long as she kept him alive.” She looked over to Brenda once more, who was smugly grinning and chuckling to herself as she thought ahead to the next point in the story.

Brenda spoke now, finishing for Val, “He was the first ever ass toy at Change Inc! I soon learned after him that they needed to be considerably bigger if they had any chance at pleasuring us.” She looked around the room at the women all eagerly listening to her as she took a short pause, before moving on with the story,  “I couldn’t feel him between my cheeks, so I pushed him deeper right until he was against my asshole. I could feel him just barely. As the day went on, he did nothing but tease my asshole. I had forgotten he was there and subliminally must have really ground my ass into my chair or something because at the end of the day he wasn’t in my panties...”

Jack looked up from Brenda at Val, confused at what that meant. “What? Well, where did he go?” he asked, his voice soft and trembling from fear.

Val smiled sympathetically at the tiny man, before explaining to him, “We assume he had ended up in Brenda’s ass. Nobody was going to be going digging in there for him, so she shit him out…”

Brenda grimaced, covering a laugh, as she thought about that shit. She added, “Yeah no I was super constipated, I remember. He must’ve been in my ass for three days or so, I was full to the brim! Bursting at the seams!” The women in the room all laughed upon hearing this. John had been the first victim of their cause, blazing a trail for many to come after him.

As the room quietened down once more, Jack looked up at Val with only an existential horror in his eyes as his hope faded more and more. She looked back at him, “So that’s why I won’t be keeping you as an asstoy, you’re just too small to be effective…” She licked her lips as she thought about what else she could do.

Looking up from her laptop, Mel suggested to Val, “I could always use someone that size to unjam the printers!” Jack stayed silent upon hearing this, not wanting to give away how much he liked Mel’s idea as he realised it was probably the best option he had. She seemed like a respectable woman, and a job like that wouldn’t have his body being used and violated. He thought about how he might even find an opportunity to escape in such a job.

Brenda, enjoying John’s squirms beneath her, gave her suggestion, “You could absorb him? A bit poetic, don’t you think?”

Absorb? Jack had no idea what that meant but it really didn’t sound good for him. Val beamed at her sister, “I love it! Yes, that’s perfect!” Looking back at Jack, she explained, “When an employee is so minute that he serves no purpose, he’s absorbed into our current workforce…”

Jack looked at her, frozen in shock and still confused at what she meant. Realising he had no clue, Val rolled her eyes condescendingly, “I’ll show you!” As she lifted him above her head, he screamed out in horror as she began to tilt her head back. He clutched her fingers desperately as she opened her mouth beneath him, displaying her pink tongue and coffee-stained teeth. She dangled him there for a moment threateningly, before saying, “Big girl’s gotta eat ya know?”

The remaining PharmCo men, all ranging in size and location, between the surface of their own seats or the table in front of them, stared in horror as their boss was about to be eaten. The room was dead silent, with the women all admiring the powerful display from Val.

“Shh… Shhh,” Val cooed as she held him above her waiting maw for a short while longer, her hot breath washing over him. The air around him hung thicker as he slowed his movements, realising he was safer not prematurely dropping into Val’s mouth. She spoke softly, “I promise you’ll barely feel a thing… A bit of a tight squeeze before falling into a warm bath.”

Jack, flailing much less now as he grew increasingly weary of the drop, kept his eyes averted as Val’s gaze burned into him. She continued her attempt to console him, “Just think of it as falling asleep, imagine how cosy it’ll be in here!” She moved him away from her body for a moment, allowing him to see the full extent of her massive stomach. He quietly began to sob.

“I’m not totally barbaric though, let me give you a going away present,” Val said as she brought the naked man back up to her face. He pushed himself away in her grasp as she pulled him closer to her mouth. Jack struggled to escape from her grasp, her puckered lips looming closer and closer.

Finally Val opened her mouth slightly before wrapping her huge lips around Jack’s perked cock. He almost choked on his tongue, shocked from the sudden violation. He writhed as her warm, wet lips massaged his hardening shaft. It felt painfully good, he didn’t want to enjoy it. He could feel his hard penis throbbing in her mouth as she gently suckled on its tip.

Stifled moans escaped Jack’s lips as Val continued to roll his member sensually between her lips. He pushed against her lips in an attempt to stop her, causing his hands to sink into her soft flesh. It was useless. His penis hardened even more until it was rock hard.

Feeling how much Jack was enjoying it, Val pushed her tongue against his tip. Allowing her saliva to build in her mouth, she allowed it to moisten her lips. Jack struggled to contain the pleasure he was feeling, he looked around the room at the dizzying sight beyond Val’s grasp - all eyes were on him.

The women and shrunken men surrounding them all watched on at the spectacle. Jack’s insides were in knots, he felt as if he was being sucked dry by the huge woman. Forced to engage in a vile act that he so desperately had wanted to avoid, his throbbing cock edging closer and closer to a powerful and seemingly inevitable release.

Continuing to suck gently on the tip of the tiny man’s penis, Val felt him approaching orgasm as he became impossibly stiff and began to writhe in conflicted pleasure. Jack felt his hot cum being pumped up his shaft and into Val’s mouth by his swollen testicles. Waves of euphoria washed over him as he felt the huge volume of his semen draining out of him. He looked into Val’s eyes as she swallowed the entirety of his seed as if it were nothing more than her saliva, she looked pleased.

Pulling him away from her mouth, Val smiled as Jack’s still semi-erect penis bounced lightly into a resting position; its tip still oozing his cum. With the thumb on her other hand, she wiped across the centre of her lips - clearing them of anything left unswallowed. She smiled warmly at him, “Did you like that?”

Violated, Jack looked away from the huge woman. He clenched his eyes shut in embarrassment as he realised he was still everyone's primary focus. Floods of tears poured from his eyes as they had done just prior to Val molesting him.

Sparing a thought for his son, he looked over to Brenda, who was relaxing in her seat. Her fat body jiggled as she made tiny movements upon the chair, likely trying to subtly force his son deeper between her fleshy lips or asscheeks. Jack sobbed. Was this really what would become of them? Reduced to almost nothing and enslaved in such undignified ways. He sobbed loudly, his throat hurting from the force the cries escaped his mouth.

Val sighed, “Jack, come on… What else can we do? You should be thankful that you get to continue on as part of me!” Jack didn’t react to her words. He knew arguing with her was pointless, whatever she had planned was what would happen to him. Continuing, Val said simply, “Well I guess it’s time…”

She raised him back towards her mouth, prompting some final words from the shell of a man. “What else can you do?” he asked, causing Val to pause with him once more in front of her lips. He repeated himself louder, “What else can you do?! How about you don’t eat me? I don’t want to be a part of this, I don’t want to be a part of you!”

Val sighed once more before rolling her eyes at Jack’s final attempt to stop her. “Really, Jack?” she asked. “You think after all this that your words will change my mind? Your son is beneath my beautiful sister right now being slowly engulfed by her vagina or ass…” Val pointed out, causing everyone to look towards Brenda, who smiled.

Brenda stirred in her chair for a moment, “I actually… Think he’s in my crack right now… He’s right beneath my…” Lifting her leg slightly, Brenda released a bassy, gaseous fart from her sizable posterior. It vibrated her chair and roared throughout the room, causing Jack to gag and moan in horror at what had become of his son.

Val continued, “God knows what Ange is doing with your other colleague right now… And we’re going to have to hunt around for the rest of your company who are remaining in this room. They’ll need assigned positions also!” The remaining men all shuddered as they tried their best to hide on the table or floor. Some of them were marooned on their chairs, with nowhere to go and nothing to do but wait to be collected.

“Now let me explain something to you, Jack…” Val began, “We are going to absorb PharmCo into Change Inc. Your men will be consolidated and assigned new roles, your women will be given the opportunity to make real change in a new world. You however, as captain of the ship, must go down with it.” Jack let out nothing but a pained sob. If he could have thrown himself to his death right now, he would’ve. Val smiled at him, “Do you see how it’s poetic? We absorb your company. I absorb you!”

Tilting her head back for the final time, Val released the tiny man. Jack fell only for a short period as Val’s mouth lay just beneath him. The world around him disappeared in a flash as he descended into her wet, pink mouth. Val clamped her jaw shut, her teeth surrounding Jack like a cage as he lay upon her tongue.

Jack clutched at the flesh beneath him in an attempt to remain upright, when suddenly Val’s tongue began to rise. He screamed out, in the hot, moist cavern. Val’s cheeks muffled most of the sound, his screams were something only she could hear. She looked around at her colleagues, and smiled with her mouth full.

Jack struggled to stay on the increasingly steep tongue until finally he tumbled towards the dark pit that was Val’s esophagus. As he fell towards her throat, Val swallowed, sending the tiny CEO straight down her gullet. Jack was sucked into the tight space, Val’s throat pressed down on him powerfully as it forced him further and further down.

The women in the room all watched with bated breath as Val swallowed. Some of them, such as Rosie, had never seen someone being eaten yet. “Did you… Did you swallow him?” Rosie asked, looking up at Val. Val responded simply by opening her mouth. Inside of it was nothing but her tongue, causing all eyes to fall upon her stomach.

Rosie continued, her eyes bright with interest and awe, “So he’s…”

Val finished Rosie’s sentence for her, “In my stomach, yes!” She held her huge stomach through her blouse, a focused look upon her face as she tried to see if she could feel him. “I’m not sure I can tell apart from the rest of the food in my stomach but he’s definitely in there…” Val continued. Her eyes widened in slight shock as her stomach grumbled loudly.

Inside of her stomach was a totally different world. Jack desperately clambered onto a large mound of semi-digested food, wanting to keep his skin out of the acidic bile pooling at the bottom of Val’s stomach. He couldn’t see anything and the air was thick. The rumbling that Val and the women outside heard was a mighty roar to Jack, he felt the food around him being churned as it was broken down. He didn’t know how long he had.

Val has a Job for Bill by Vexed

Reaching up to the printer, Bill plucked some forms out from the collection tray and carried them quickly over to his desk. He had been worked to the bone in Melanie’s absence, she had only been on vacation for a few days! He wondered how Rich was getting on, really he was an admin too and could’ve been helping cover Mel’s jobs if Val hadn’t taken him for herself.

It had been around a month since the PharmCo meeting, a few new faces here and there...  A few he’d seen in that meeting and then never again… The piercing ring of his desks phone sounded suddenly. “That’s probably Val…” Bill said to himself, as he plucked it up from the desk and brought the receiver to his ear.

She was panting loudly as she spoke, “Bill… Can you… Come in here please?”

“No problem, Val! I’ll be right there!” Bill replied, hanging the phone up immediately before making his way towards Val’s office. He prayed Rich wasn’t in there with her. It was bad enough having to be an unwilling witness to her escapades, never mind the subject of those escapades being one of his closest friends at Change Inc.

As he approached the door, he considered whether or not the correct etiquette would be to walk straight in. Not wanting to take the risk, he knocked firmly on the hard wood; his hand hurt from the force, but he wasn’t sure she’d hear otherwise. He could hear her muffled moans through the thick door. “Come… Ungh… In!” Val called out upon hearing the knock.

Reaching up to pull the handle, he heaved his body against the door, causing it to slowly swing open. “Bill! Hey!” Val managed to say. He was shocked to find the titanic woman stood up for once, with her legs spread slightly and her hand covering her hair laden vagina entirely. Her skirt lay just above the rolls of her stomach, allowing her easy access to the moist cavern as she sensually rubbed her hand back and forth while still mostly covering it.

Bill watched, his mouth slightly agape, as she appeared to be digging the knuckles of her closed fist against her crotch. He was just thankful that, for once, Rich wasn’t involved. He wondered where the little guy was, somewhere safe hopefully. Beads of sweat rolled down her huge body, causing her skin to shine slightly from the moisture. “Hi Val, how can I help?” he asked.

With her spare hand, she held up a single finger signifying that he should hold on a moment. He could do nothing but watch as she moved her hand away, to display some sort of rubber ballsack suction cup it had been gripping. Wrapping her fingers back around it, she slowly began to pull the rest of it out. As more of the object came out of her, it became more familiar. The long, hard spine and eventually the round helmet, framing the battered and soaked body of his friend.

As she pulled Rich further out of her, the otherwise quiet room began to fill with his faint screams. Bill could hear him choking on Val’s juices as he struggled to take in air between screams. Just as she seemed to pull his body out entirely, she shoved it straight back in - silencing him once more.

Terrified and wanting out of this situation, Bill apologised for potentially intruding, “Sorry Val! I can come back if you’d like…” He turned towards the door and gripped the handle.

“Bill! Where are you going?” she asked, shoving Rich as deep as he would go inside of her as she finished her sentence, spurring a deep moan from inside of her. She pulled him out again before explaining, “In just a moment… I’ll need… OH! OH! OH! UNGH…” She shoved him deep inside of her, too horny to pause, as she spoke, “Oh yeah… That’s the spot lil’ guy... “ She rolled her eyes with pleasure before meeting Bill’s gaze, “I’ll need your help with something…”

Bill’s heart sank upon hearing those words. Was this it? Would a similar fate to Rich’s befall him? Surely not… She needed him, didn’t she? Melanie wasn’t going to be back for the rest of the week! Who else would do her job? Rosie? No way… Faking a confident smile, he replied, “No problem, Val. What do you need?”

“As you know, all the armless chairs have arrived…” she began.

“Yes! I actually just finished printing the invoice for our files. I think they’re in the warehouse... “ Bill replied, feeling good about how well he had been handling Mel’s tasks.

“They’re not all… In the warehouse…” she explained, leaving Rich deep inside of her as she gestured over to the far side of the room. Looking over, Bill noticed one of the armless in the corner of the room. It seemed to be much larger than your usual seat, with elastic loops set up all along the centre crease.

She reached back between her legs, pulling Rich fully out of her for a moment, holding him just shy of her vagina. He didn’t scream this time as he took the opportunity to get some much needed air. “I need you to deliver this modified one to my…” Val began, before she was interrupted by the begging Rich with a lung full of air. Annoyed, she shoved Rich back into her before beginning to furiously pump him in and out, her huge body jiggling as she did. Her vagina loudly squelched upon each insertion, causing Bill to wince at each one.

He looked down at the floor beneath her as droplets of sweat and cum rained down, the carpet was much darker down there with the wet patch constantly growing. He could barely hear Rich’s screams now, although they were still there, mixed in with the loud squelches and schlucks. Continuing her instructions, she explained, “Sorry about that, I was RUDELY…” She shoved Rich with extra force upon the emphasis of the word into her, “Interrupted! I need you to deliver this modified chair to my sister, Brenda.“

Of course it was for Brenda, Bill thought. He knew right away what it was for with the elastic loops right where the ass crack would be. It would hold her “seat cushion” in place. He thought back to the PharmCo meeting and who Brenda had taken… John maybe? The CEO’s son… He prayed for the guy’s safety. Although, with Brenda it wasn’t likely he was having a good time.

“This should be perfect for her so she won’t have to tie her cushion up anymore when she gets him in place. And you know how much she wanted an armless chair!” Val said, smiling at him. Moaning, she pulled Rich out of her fully with a wet slurp before slamming him into the desk and suctioning him to it.

Bill’s eyes widened as he got a full view of his friend finally. Globs of thick cum dripped down from his forced-stiff body. He coughed and choked, spitting huge chunks of her thick, white fluid as he tried to clear his airways and stomach. Bill watched as the mammoth of a woman moved the short distance to her computer, before bending forward to begin using the mouse.

She shifted her hips towards Bill, exposing the darkened, cellulite-ridden crack of her ass as it wobbled in front of him. He stood there, frozen in shock at the sight. Jerking her neck and looking over her wide hips towards Bill, she asked, “Well? Must I explain everything to you?”

Bill continued to just stand there, confused at her gestures towards him. Val sighed, “I’m trying to email Brenda to check she’s available to receive the chair. I need you to help Rich here finish the job! Do you understand?”

Still standing in place, Bill stuttered, “Ermm… Yes Val! I understand…”

“Well?!” she shouted, before shaking her monstrous ass once more, “Get to work! Or do you want to take his place as my new personal assistant?”

Needing no further encouragement than that threat, Bill immediately made his way over to the huge woman. As he approached the desk, he looked at the tiny, bound man with sad, apologetic eyes before mouthing the words, “I’m so sorry!”

Rich squirmed desperately as Bill wrapped his hand around him tightly, ensuring he didn’t drop his slippery friend. He tried to ignore the begging and crying as he pulled at Rich until he audibly detached from the wooden desk. Holding Rich’s wet body out in front of him, Bill approached her massive, wiggling, obese caboose. Her huge sweaty ass jiggled slightly above him, while her hairy pussy was at perfect eye level as she squatted down slightly. He breathed in nervously, causing his head to spin from dizziness at her overwhelming, feminine scent.

He couldn’t even begin to imagine the suffering Rich had been going through shoved inside of her so frequently. He stared into her ass, the sight harrowing. Taking too long to start, Val threatened him once more, “Bill, if Rich isn’t inside of me in the next ten seconds, I promise you that you’ll be!” Not wanting to be her next toy, Bill lined his crying friend up with her huge pussy.

Suddenly, a small toot slipped out from between her fat cheeks. She chuckled, “Oops!...” Whilst small enough to only be a faint odour to Bill, and not even noticeable to Val, the effect on Rich was much more noticeable. He squirmed erratically in Bill’s grasp, his attempts to escape that of a desperate man, causing Bill to have to tighten his grip on his tiny friend - something he didn’t want to do. There was no way out of this, Bill thought, as he inched Rich closer, his screams and cries louder now as he choked on the tainted air oozing from Val’s anal sphincter.

Hearing Rich’s typical uproar, Val laughed, “Oh come on now, Richy! That was nothing! You of all people should know that by now, you should feel privileged to please a real woman - someone who isn’t afraid to pass gas when she needs to, regardless of company!” Twisting her neck to look at Bill once more, she asked, “Isn’t that right, Bill?” Much to Rich’s dismay, Bill nodded, mostly with self preservation in mind.

Growing impatient, Val wriggled her ass, “Well, go on then!” Taking some of the initiative, Val leaned back slightly against Bill’s hand, immediately she felt Rich begin sink into her wet vagina along with some of Bill’s fingers. She wriggled her huge ass once more as she settled herself onto Rich’s stiff body, accepting more and more of the screaming man deep into her hairy vagina.

Bill slowly began to pump his friend in and out of her, his cries audible but muffled by the layers of her sopping wet flesh. Val leaned back further, clearly annoyed at his frustratingly slow pace. “Bill, you need to do it harder and faster! Like this!” Val called back to him before reaching around behind her. She snatched Rich from his hand and shoved him deep into her. She pistoned his tiny, stiff body in and out of her with a ferocious speed. She moaned loudly from the pleasure, before leaving him sticking half out of her and returning to typing on her computer.

Bill sped up somewhat, still at a pace nowhere near Val’s. His eyes were wide and his mouth agape, still in a state of shock from what he was being forced to do. Looking over at her screen, he spotted some of her emails - noticing some peculiar looking subjects regarding a Project Amazon?

Val, sensing his prying eyes, violently bumped her hip into Bill, causing him to stumble back from the force of the powerful motion. “I’m growing tired of your slow pace, Bill. I’m unimpressed. Must I really do everything?” She sighed as she flexed her kegels and stood up, holding the tiny Rich in place, half lodged inside of her hairy hole. Raising one leg up, she planted her foot onto her chair for leverage.

She shooed Bill away slightly. He obliged without question, taking a few steps back until he was at a more comfortable distance from her ravaged sex. He could only watch as she began to furiously pump his friend deep into her cunt, her pace impossibly fast compared to his as she maintained the exceptional leverage with her Captain Morgan pose.

Alongside each wet schluck, he could hear Rich’s gurgling screams as the moisture inside of her increased massively, synchronised with the ever-quickening speed. “Oh, Rich! Oh, fuck! I’m so close…” Val managed to say between panting moans. She looked up at Bill, who looked awfully pale, before asking, “So can you do me that favour and get this chair right to… Ohhhh… Brenda?”

Y-yes, Val! Right away!” Bill replied, making his way towards the chair. Placing his hands upon the back of it, he began to roll it out of the room.

As he approached the door with it, Val called out once more, “Wait! Ungh… And please take Rich… He’s gonna need… Aghhhhh… A rinse… Right there, Rich! Yes! Yes! Yes! I’m cumming!” She continued to drive the screaming man in and out of her, his screams barely audible now as he grew weaker from the enduring task of being Val’s toy. Her fluids flowed out of her, dripping down to the floor.

She sighed loudly in satisfaction as she forced him fully into her for once last time, causing her muscles to contract around him as she orgasmed powerfully. Her legs shook from the pleasure, both of them much weaker now from the full body ecstasy she was feeling. Slowly and carefully, she pulled Rich from her now sensitive vagina. His body lay limp in his suit, covered in her cum and unconscious.

Val gripped Rich’s torso like the shaft of a dick and squeezed, causing him to suddenly spring back to life - much to Bill’s happiness, that his friend was okay. He watched as his tiny friend sprung to life, coughing and choking, immediately vomiting up floods of Val’s fluids that had filled and bloated his stomach.

She cooed to the broken, whimpering man, “There, there, let it all out, little darling…” She rubbed his back gently as he wretched, his body trying to bring up more of her fluids. Reaching into her bra, she plucked out a small handkerchief and wiped the excess cum from his body.

Noticing his still erect penis, she lifted him up to her lips and began to suck him dry. Bill grimaced as he watched her lips wrapping around Rich’s tiny member and sucking so hard that he couldn’t help but believe it would have been immensely painful for the little guy. Rich squirmed in her grasp, trying his best to pull himself away from her lips as she continued to suck. He could feel himself quickly approaching an agonisingly strong and unwilling orgasm. His body jerked uncontrollably, as she held him in place and sucked the cum from his throbbing testicles

Swallowing his tiny load, she smiled as she pulled him away from her lips and watched his penis instantly begin to sink down into a soft and lower position. “Gotta keep my little guy nice and healthy!” Val explained, “And for a young man like Rich, that means release…”

“Bill! Like I was saying, please take Rich with you and give him a rinse for me…” Val said as she looked towards Bill, who was standing a few metres away still frozen in shock. Lifting Rich up to her lips once more, she planted a huge wet kiss upon his still moist body.

He was still in his dildo exoskeleton, or as Val liked to call it, his “work clothes”. She wrapped him in her cum soaked handkerchief, before moving towards Bill and holding Rich out for him to take. “Here you go!” Val said, flashing him a warm smile as she offered him the tiny man.

Bill hesitantly raised his hand up to Val’s, before taking Rich from her. Rich was silent now, likely too weak and tired to scream like he had been before. With Rich in his grasp by his side, Bill used his remaining hand to steer the chair towards the door. Stepping around the chair for a moment, he pulled the door open and quickly made his exit - thankful to be leaving.

Bill Delivers Brenda's Chair by Vexed

With both hands firmly gripping the back support of the chair, Bill wheeled it down towards Brenda’s office. Not far now, he thought, as he approached the huge wooden door. He spared a thought for his tiny friend, Rich, who hadn’t surfaced from his handkerchief cocoon. Bill had laid upon the surface of the chair while he pushed it, so he could use both hands to maneuver the seat that rose to his height.

“Bill! Funny seeing you here!” a familiar voice called out from behind him. A deep fear instilled in him long ago made him pray it wasn’t Rosie, even in spite of the fact it sounded nothing like her. Putting his typical professional smile on, he released the sides of the chair and turned to face the person greeting him.

He sighed in relief at the sight before him, “Juana! Great to see you! How are you doing?” Juana! She had always been good to him for as long as he had the bodacious woman. One of the few women here with a heart, he figured.

“I’m great, just been running a couple errands for Brenda. You know how it can be!” Juana explained as she passed him, moving behind her desk that was stationed just outside Brenda’s office.

“Oh boy do I know it? Things have been hectic with Mel on vacation and Rich has been... “ Bill began before looking down towards the now visibly soggy handkerchief, Juana’s eyes followed down and she sighed. He continued, “... preoccupied with Val’s more personal tasks…” Juana sighed, her eyes empathetic as she knew what that meant.

Trying to move the conversation on from poor Rich, Juana planted her large posterior into her chair. Lifting her phone from the receiver, she paused with her fingers atop the numbers before asking, “So would you like me to let Brenda know you’ve arrived with her chair?”

“Erm yeah that’d be great, thanks! But first…” Bill said, causing Juana to place the phone back down for a moment.

“Sure, what is it?” she asked, her eyes were bright with curiosity and her smile was warm. Bill really felt safe with Juana, ever since she had been so kind to him during the PharmCo meeting. He wanted to thank her.

“I just wanted to say thank you for calming me down during that PharmCo meeting, I really was panicking” Bill explained, his eyes trailing down towards the carpet as he spoke.

“Oh don’t worry about that! We’re not all bad ya know, us girls - I’m just glad you’re okay. If you ever need anything, please, don’t ever hesitate to reach out.” Juana replied, flashing him her typical motherly smile. “Now let's get that chair off your hands, shall we? I can take it in with you if you’d like.”

“Oh that’d be great if you don’t mind!” Bill said as he pushed it the small gap remaining towards the door. Juana stood up from her chair and approached the door also before placing her hand upon the handle. Turning to face him, she looked down at the seat cushion, “You might want to take Rich off of here before we give it to Brenda.”

Bill’s eyes widened at his mistake, he quickly grasped his handkerchief clad friend from the surface of the chair. “Oh yeah, better safe than sorry!” Bill said, grimacing at his sloppiness. With Rich safely in hand, Juana knocked on the door to hear what sounded like a muffled “COME IN”. Turning the door handle, she pushed the door open and stepped inside. Bill couldn’t help but admire Juana’s body from behind, she was big but boy was she curvy. Her huge ass swayed with each step as they entered, Bill slightly entranced as they did.

To both their surprise, Brenda was sprawled across her chair with Hank’s crotch up held against her mouth and his long member deep into her huge maw. Almost perfectly timed, they watched as she seemed to swallow something that had come from the half-dead Hank.

Her eyes locked onto Juana and Bill stood awkwardly at her door. Ready to greet her guests, she withdrew Hank from her mouth; a white, translucent fluid dripped from his softening tip as she did. Wiping her wrist across her mouth, she spoke to the weakened, scared man before her, “Just because I’m still sore from yesterday, doesn’t mean you don’t get your release. Mama Brenda takes care of her little stud, doesn’t she?”

Hank said nothing as she then pulled her scarf out and laid it across her desk. Carefully, Brenda lay him across it before tucking his still throbbing penis up against his chest and folding the fabric over. Juana cleared her throat, causing Brenda to shift her focus up towards her guests, “Oh, is that my new chair? I didn’t realise I was getting one since mine’s already armless.”

She heaved her huge body upwards, her chair creaking loudly as she released it from her immense pressing weight. A nude, tied up and ball-gagged man dropped down to the seat from between her fat cheeks as she stood up. Bill caught a glimpse as the man had fallen towards the chair, his midsection was covered in what Bill assumed was Brenda’s juices and pubes. The rest of his body glistened from what Bill could only assume was ass sweat, unsurprising given his previous location. Poor John…

“Slide it over here then! Let’s see this new chair of mine.” Brenda exclaimed, excited to try out her new chair. Bill pushed it over to her. As he approached Brenda, he got a view up the huge woman’s skirt. Peeking out from beneath the floral fabric was her hairy monster usually hidden to normal sized people. She was just as hairy as Val was with perhaps an even more obese undercarriage.

“Oh my God!” Brenda shouted, causing Bill to stop in his tracks in slight panic. He looked up to the elephantine woman. She continued, “Val had them install little elastic ties to the centre of the chair! Now I don’t have to worry about Hank or John getting caught between my cheeks whenever I stand up!” Bill sighed with relief that her exclamation had been one of excitement rather than anger.

Taking the chair from Bill, Brenda said, “Oh John is going to love this!” She looked down to the broken man still laying on her old chair, “Have you seen, John? You’re gonna be fully strapped in from now on, no more… accidents, with you getting stuck up my ass!” Brenda turned her gaze towards Juana and Bill, “Man, you wouldn’t believe how long he was up my ass the last time he got stuck there. It just slips my mind sometimes, y’know? This really will be a lifesaver!”

Reaching down towards John, Brenda plucked his limp body up from her chair and began to untie his binds. Bending slightly, Brenda began to get John immediately into place upon her new chair. The tiny, beaten man whimpered as she slid him into the elastic loops and fixed him perfectly into the centre of the chair where her asscrack would be.

Looking up from her work, Brenda noticed how Bill was staring with eyes full of pity. “Oh don’t worry about him, dear” she called to him, “He’s used to it by now. Besides, this young man’s getting more ass than anyone I know. Now be a dear and hold my seat for me, will you?”

Turning to Juana for a second, Bill asked, “Can you hold Rich for me please?” Juana smiled before silently taking the handkerchief from his hand. She held the tiny man in two hands, cradling his body carefully.

With Rich safe, Bill begrudgingly made his way up to the chair he had just separated himself from and held it still with both hands. He stared at the pathetic John close-up. The poor man didn’t even look at him as he was held perfectly in place, he just stared emptily up towards the ceiling.

A shadow came over him as Brenda prepared to sit down. Bill looked up only to see Brenda lift her skirt slightly, his eyes widened at the sight of her blimp-sized behind in all its glory. Looking back down at John, the tiny man squirmed and cried. He made useless attempts to escape his bonds and gags as Brenda placed each of her hands upon her cheeks and spread them as wide as they would go.

Bill couldn’t help but get an eye full from his position behind her. With her cheeks spread, he got a view of every crease and fold of her drooling, hairy vagina. Her darkened crack was mere inches from his face, emanating a stale, sweaty odour. He watched with horror as she lowered her huge ass towards the chair, her moist hole lining up perfectly with the terrified John’s midsection and the bottom of her monstrous crack engulfing his upper body.

Bill could only watch as the miniature man was entombed by Brenda’s cellulite-ridden butt coming down over him. Her ass fat overflowed on all sides as she let her weight down. “Oooph, playing with little Hank’s dong has got me all worked up. Hopefully John will keep up his delightful squirms!” Brenda said as she ground her ass into her chair. Bill cringed as the muffled screams became near silent, he could only imagine the horrific experience John was going through as her sopping vagina and ass entombed him as she worked him as deep as he’d go.

Drawing her attention to her administrator, Brenda asked, “Juana, can you please dispose of my old chair? I won’t be needing it anymore.” She pulled it away from her desk without even minutely lifting her ass from her new chair, not wanting to lose the feeling of John beneath her. Bill continued to hold the chair, his face awkwardly close to Brenda’s ass, unsure of when he could leave go.

Making her way over to the chair, Juana grasped it with her spare hand and pulled it with her towards the door, “No problem, Brenda. I’ll sort it out.”

Turning to look at Bill holding her chair, Brenda said, “Thank you, sweetie.” Before he could release her chair, she bit her lip and released a blasting fart. The warm gas washed over Bill’s face as he held the chair, he released it as he stumbled backwards. “Whoopsie, excuse me dear,” Brenda apologised.

The muffled cries beneath her turned to frantic screams. “Aaah, sorry John. But better out than in. Besides, the way you squirm when I let out a little toot kinda makes me wanna do it more!” she chuckled. Bill coughed at the vile odour still invading his lungs, even as he increased the distance between him and Brenda.

Still choking, Bill said, “Thanks Brenda... See you… Later,” as he made his way towards her office door. He couldn’t leave sooner. He spared a thought for poor John who was directly beneath her right now, and he thought the smell was bad just in the same room as the giant woman.

“Is there anything else you need from me, Brenda?” Juana asked with Rich still in her hands.

Brenda looked up at her admin, “No that’ll be everything, thank you Juana!” She shuffled her way along the floor until the chair was behind her desk. It creaked as she leaned her weight into it comfortably.

“No problem, thanks Brenda!” Juana replied as she followed Bill out of the room, holding Rich in one and wheeling the chair out with the other. As she exited, she allowed the door to swing shut behind her.

Holding his hands out, Bill thanked Juana, “Thanks for keeping him safe, I can take him now. Do you know where I can give him a rinse?” Bill unwrapped the handkerchief to reveal his tiny friend.

Juana looked at the little guy, covered in dried cum with Val’s pubes now stuck to his skin beneath the hardened layer. She sighed at the awful sight. “Sure, I can spare a few minutes to take you guys to the nearest restroom.”

Bill replied as she left the chair at her desk and led the way, “Thanks Juana, I really appreciate it!”

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