Nick took a step back, his heart pounding and his eyes focused on the black wall before him. The last ten minutes made no sense at all to him.

Nick had answered an ad he found online for a job in the next town over. It said it was a “small position as an assistant to the office manager”, the pay was pretty good and money started getting tight for Nick, so the least he could do was apply. Within a couple days he was called in for an interview. Maybe there was actually something to this, he thought. He shaved and got dressed in his best grey business suit and drove to the office building. He waited only a few minutes at the receptionist desk until he was called in to meet the manager.

She was stunning, a tall, slender woman with rich brown skin and a dazzling smile. She wore a sleek creme colored suit with black buttons with beautiful black hair flowing past her shoulders. The top button of her suit, as Nick noticed, was left undone, giving him a good view of her cleavage and white bra. Below that was a matching colored skirt that went a few inches above her knees. Her legs were crossed, with her right leg hung above the floor, the back of her black stiletto heel dangled off of her foot exposing her bare heel. On her desk there was a silver nameplate, all it said was “Gallienne”.

Gallienne welcomed Nick in with a smile, gesturing at the chair in front of her. As he sat down he couldn’t help but feel intimidated by the taller woman that seemed to be looking down on him. The first few minutes went by like any other interview, she asked him how he performed under pressure and how well he expected to work under her. Nick felt it was going pretty well, that is until she told him to prove it. At first, he was confused at the request, wondering if she was planning on giving him a test on the spot, but she only told him to stand up and turn around. He did so, awkwardly, and heard papers shuffling as she rummaged around on her desk. Nick thought she was looking for a list of some kind, but what he didn't know was that it was actually a small white remote device. Gallienne's red lips curved into a sexy smile as she pointed the remote at Nick. When she pressed a button Nick’s body began to feel cold all over. Against the back wall, he saw a faint blue glow that seemed to be coming from behind him. He wanted to turn around, but a sharp pain in his spine and the freezing cold stopped him from doing so. All he could do was throw his arms around himself in an instinctive attempt to keep warm and close his eyes as he winced at the pain. The sensations lasted for only fifteen seconds, but to Nick, it felt like ten minutes.

When Nick opened his eyes again, something felt… odd. The wall he had looked at seemed different, much higher than before and the chair he sat in was missing. Not only that, but he felt much closer to the floor as if he were laying on his stomach. The air seemed cooler and less dense as he stood on the linoleum floor.

Suddenly, a thunderous crash came from behind, knocking Nick out of his confused state and nearly onto his knees. Finally, he turned around and saw something he couldn’t believe. Two large, rounded black objects nearly as tall as himself blocked were before him. The tops, or what he could see of them at least, were a sloping surface of rich brown skin. As his eyes kept traveling up, soon Nick came face-to-face with the grinning face of Gallienne.

“Hey little man,” she said looking down at him, “looks like you’re hired.”

He didn’t hear her though, all Nick could hear as he stared up at this now behemoth woman was the sound of his own heart pounding. All other noise and feelings were gone to him as fear enveloped his mind. The next feeling was in his legs as he began running in the opposite direction.

Gallienne looked down at the running little man and had a sense of satisfaction, the same feeling as if she’d bought an expensive new toy and found it working better than she’d expected at home. And this shrink ray was without a doubt the best toy she’d ever bought, it even gave her a new thing to play with.

Trying to not move her feet too much, Gallienne stood up from her chair, still eyeballing Nick as he slowly made his way towards the door. He’d only made it about a foot past his own chair when Gallienne, in one step closed the distance between them by landing her left foot near him. The shock made Nick spring forward and trip. Before he could even get to his knees another crash sounded just ahead of him and something landed on his back.

Nick screamed out in pain as the pressure on his back grew and grew. He was barely even able to move his head to see what it was. All he could make out was a black pillar that went up farther than what his head enabled him to see. It felt like a cube or crate that covered most of his backside, and the pressure was like an elephant; if it wasn’t spread out so much he thought his back might snap in half.

“Aww, poor baby~,” said Gallienne putting on a pouty face, “is my heel too much for you? Where did you think you were going anyway? I thought we’d start your work right now and celebrate a little.”

Nick continued to struggle underneath Gallienne’s heel, still barely hearing her as he tried to escape. His back popped with every additional ounce of pressure and it soon got hard to breathe. ‘What the hell is going on,’ he shouted in his head as his thoughts began to return to him.

Gallienne gave a light chuckle feeling the squirming beneath her heel. Or at least what she could feel of it. She set the shrink ray down on her desk behind her, the dial set to 1 inch tall. She hoped her new employee would calm down soon, if not then she’d have to crush him like she did all the other “employees” she’d interviewed that past week. They were all too concerned with panicking or running away to actually do a good job at pleasing her, a long line of pathetic little men with nothing to offer but disappointment. As the squirming under her heel slowed down, Gallienne thought this one better work out, if not she’d still get the pleasure of crushing him. Either way, she’d still be getting what she wanted. After all, she was the boss.

Nick continued to struggle for the next few minutes beneath Gallienne’s heel, trying to lift the heel off of him or crawl out from under it, but both efforts seemed to be in vein as the pressure only increased.

“Please… let me go,” Nick managed to sputter out with what little air he could fill into his lungs. He was stuck between a rock and hard place, Gallienne’s heel and the hard floor beneath him. All Nick could see in front of him was the rest of the bottom of Gallienne’s high heel with the smell of cleaner wafting to and stinging his eyes. Being compressed so hard, Nick could barely even hear Gallienne’s response over the pounding of his own heart.

“Let you go?” Gallienne said with a smirk across her face, “but you just started. And I’ve already got a special job for you, little man.”

In a second the pressure was lifted off of Nick, allowing him to breathe clearly once again. As he got to his hands and knees gasping for air, another crash fell again from close behind him. Nick turned around, and before him was nothing but the front of Gallienne’s high heels. The black slope made by her heel gave way to the brown skin of her bare leg that seemed to go on for half a mile.

“I've been meaning to get my heels cleaned for a while. Now that's your job, hun~.”

“P-please! Let me—,” Nick began to say, only to be cut off by the clack and shake that came with Gallienne lifting and bringing down the front of her heel.

Nick stumbled slightly, but in a second he ran to Gallienne's foot, afraid that next time it'd down on him. He was very hesitant, scared in fact of even touching the massive shoe; he was still having trouble even processing the situation, but if he didn't do something soon there could be trouble…

“Go on, hun,” Gallienne's voice said from above, “start rubbing and lickin’ it nice and clean for me.”

Gallienne peered down with a smile still on her face as Nick reached out and finally touched the tip of her heels. The outside felt cold, but somehow he could also sense the warmth inside radiating off the woman's bare feet. Nick could also feel the small movements of her toes as she flexed them under his hand, and although he was still taller than her toes he knew that they were more powerful than his whole body.

Nick began running his hands across the surface of the heel, sweeping off any piece of dirt or dust he could with his hands. His heart pounded as he stretched further up onto the heel, completely in fear of this woman that was his new boss. Was this really a job at all? Or was he now just her slave..? Nick still didn't understand any of this, he just hoped it would be over soon and he'd get back to normal, then he'd never even come back to this town. But truth be told, he wasn't even sure if he'd get that chance.

Suddenly, Nick felt something against his back and nearly screamed. It wasn't hard like the heel of Gallienne’s stilettos, this felt much softer and warmed his back. The next moment Nick felt himself being pushed forward, his upper body hitting and becoming pinned to Gallienne's heels.

Gallienne felt the tiny man struggle beneath her finger, the width of it alone covering his whole back. Nick pushed and squirmed but it was hopeless. Her finger moved slowly up his back until he felt her plush fingerprint pushing against his head and neck, with enough pressure he thought his skull might crack against the heel.

“Now,” she began in a slow voice, “I know I told you I wanted it licked clean too, now didn't I? I don't think you're off to a good start, hunny. Why don't you just say ‘ah’ and stick that tongue out for me, ‘kay? Don't forget who the boss is here”

Nick did as she told, sticking his tongue out far enough that it pressed against her shoe. He could barely taste the hard surface over the pain in his head and his struggle, but he knew he had to do what she said. Quietly, he began begging her to stop.

“Much better!” Gallienne said, sounding happier as she took her finger off of Nick, “now I want the front of that shoe done just like that, over every inch until it shines for me.”

Nick heard her, but it didn't make much of a difference, he was still already hard at work licking the toe of her shoe.

An hour went by, or at least that's how long it felt for Nick as he finished cleaning the first shoe. He couldn't help but slump over exhausted with his arms and tongue burning with the effort of cleaning something the size of a car with his tongue. His breathing had become ragged and his fear even subsided as he became more tired. . Nearly every spot of the toe of the heel had been cleaned from one side to the other with some parts still glistening from Nick’s tongue. There were still some spots that could have been better, but to someone of Gallienne’s size she probably couldn’t tell. Nick stayed slouched against the shoe, tiredly wishing this would all be over soon and she didn’t make him do the other shoe when suddenly he was pulled back to reality, and up into the air by the back of his shirt. The inch-tall man was reminded of his new size once again as he travelled up the massive body of Gallienne, still sitting at her chair having watched him the whole time. She held him up to her eye, which now seemed over half his own height, and gave a satisfied chuckle at the fearful expression on Nick’s face.

“Cute,” Gallienne said smugly before continuing, “I think you’ve done enough cleaning for right now, haven’t you sweetheart?”

Scared and tired, Nick could only sputter out a weak sounding plea to be let go again, if she could even hear it.

“Now I think you deserve a little reward for such a good start on your first day,” Gallienne continued. Her other hand came into Nick’s view as he saw her undo another button on her cream colored suit, exposing even more of her coco colored cleavage. “I really think you’ll enjoy this little bonus~.”

Nick’s face went slightly pale as he stared at the Gallienne’s cleavage, looking like two bouncing boulders that kept getting bigger the closer he came. In desperation he looked up at Gallienne’s face as she brought him closer, she only smiled sweetly at Nick’s terrified face.

“H-hey!” Nick tried yelling in protest, only to find it completely powerless. Even his loudest yell wouldn’t even make Gallienne flinch so much as listen to him.

Nick tried reaching to the back of his suit, trying to grab a hold of her massive fingers. He didn’t know what he would even do if he got a grip, but he had to try something. Getting stuffed between this woman’s cleavage, though a tempting thought in general, now bordered on the lethal. All Nick could feel was the smooth, well-manicured nails Gallienne recently had done as his legs made contact with her breasts; it was too late. Nick’s lower body soon sank into Gallienne's cleavage, his legs first letting him stand on the crevice between but as more of his body was lowered soon his weight alone caused him to lower further between the hills of flesh.

Eventually, though, Nick's body became wedged snuggly between the breasts, his body stopped sinking by itself. His breathing was a little slowed but it wasn't as bad as he had initially thought. Nick looked around at the large span of brown skin surrounding him, thinking he'd probably seen this before in a dream; but inside he still felt a little frightened, what the hell was this woman doing to him? He'd licked her shoe already, how much longer could she keep this up?

Thoughts raced through Nick's head as he tried looking back up at his captor. He could only see some strands of her black hair as Gallienne's finger blocked most of his view. What he missed as he grunted with collision was another devilish smirk from Gallienne as she pushed her newest employee deeper between her breasts.

“That's right baby, get in there,” she said under her breath, almost to herself, “ squirm for me too, hunny. That's how I like it.”

Nick felt himself instantly surrounded by warm, smooth mounds of skin, his arms flailing around against the slippery, slightly sweaty surface. All his struggling did was make Nick slide deeper inside Gallienne's cleavage all on his own. Gallienne bit her lower lip feeling the struggle, gently pushing her breasts together slowly to feel it even more.

Nick’s face reddened as the pressure surrounding him built, it became harder to breathe the harder Gallienne squeezed. In a strained voice he tried begging her to stop while his clawing hands only meshed deeper into the soft breasts. His legs were beginning to grow numb from the constricted blood flow. He had to do something…

Above, Gallienne giggled softly as the squirming between her breasts slowed. She relished the slow death of the people she’d shrink in her office. This wasn’t the first time she’d done this, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last; in her position in management this was a wonderful way to let off stress and get rid of all the dead weight. Just last week she got rid of a bitch named Angela from accounting. Angela was terrible at her job, and always talked back to Gallienne when she was given an assignment. Finally Gallienne had had enough of her crap and shrunk the girl down to half an inch. The gigantic manager got even more turned on remembering just how much that little girl screamed as she popped Angela into her mouth. Landing on her warm wet tongue right in the middle of her dank mouth, probably smelling like the eggs she’d had for breakfast. Gallienne played with the girl for a while though, slapping her up against the roof of her mouth as the slimy little accountant tried to scream and squirm her way somewhere hopelessly. For a few minutes she’d slam the girl up against her cheek, pin her under her massive tongue, or put her on her teeth and tease her by bringing them close together, all while watching in a little hand mirror. She kept it up until Angela stopped squirming, either out of exhaustion or from drowning in her pools of spit. Either way, Gallienne enjoyed feeling her body slide down her throat, the rest of the day she casually filled out expense reports and analyzing the quarterly budget. All things Angela said she’d rather die than do just that morning.

Gallienne was taken out of her memory by a sharp pain near her chest.

“What the hell…?” She muttered before saying louder, “Ow!!!”

The pain grew and became sharper as Gallienne stood up and plunged her fingers into her cleavage and plucked out the tiny Nick. When he was out she used her fingers to spread her breasts apart to see what happened. Where Nick was there were now a set of tiny bite marks, deep enough that a tiny spot of blood was visible.

“You little prick!” Gallienne scolded feeling the sting on her skin.

Nick dangled by his legs still catching his breath. His legs remained numb as all the blood rushed to his head. He had difficulty even hearing Gallienne’s voice in his daze. The only words he thought he could make out after a few moments were “let go”. Was she letting him go? She was still making it sound like he was working right now, but this wasn’t a job, it was a nightmare.

Suddenly the pressure surrounding his legs was released. Which would have been good, if only Nick wasn’t now freefalling for what felt like 20 stories. As he fell through the air he could see Gallienne’s disappointed looking face getting farther and farther as his arms flailed to grab something, anything.

Nick’s back hit with a hard thud against a black, somewhat soft surface. It had the same feeling and texture as landing on a leather couch, and though his  back wasn’t broken by the fall it sure did hurt like it. He laid there, twisting in pain for a few moments until it subsided and feeling returned to his legs. With his eyes closed in pain his breathing was deeper, now that he actually could breath.

When he finally opened his eyes Nick found that the light was blocked out, eclipsed by something extremely large. He looked up and his heart nearly stopped. Above him the sky was full of Gallienne’s soft, tan and bouncy skin, partially held back by her black panties as she lifted her skirt.

Nick could only stare upwards, his eyes transfixed on the two massive brown globes above him. An involuntary bead of sweat running down the side of his face. He was still too exhausted to move, having been between Gallienne’s breasts with the only way out being to bite her hard enough. But whether that was the right choice or not was honestly hard to tell, maybe dying between her breasts would have been preferable to getting sat on? Who could say really, all he was trying to do was survive.

As the mounds of flesh came closer all Nick could do was raise an arm in protest. All that did was mesh his hand into Gallienne's soft bouncy ass until it forced his arm to bend beneath its force. Only a tiny wimper could be heard before Nick's body was completely enveloped by the cheek of Gallienne's ass.

Gallienne smiled as she could feel the tiny body beneath her gently squirm. Unlike her breasts, the chair and her ass weren't squeezing together quite as much, her backside only meshing into the leather as long as she put on her weight. Nick would be fine just as long as she didn't go full force, which was always a scary possibility. Instead, the worst that may happen is just breaking a rib or passing out. Her skin covered him quite nicely, leaving him little room to move and breathe, but it would take some time for him to actually run out. Gallienne always enjoyed this part. She wasn't planning on moving on from her breasts this quickly, but that little prick biting her seemed a good enough excuse as any to toss him under there. A few weeks ago Gallienne had done this same thing to a few others, multiple at the same time in fact. That was a fun day. She put a sign on her door saying “meeting in progress” so she wouldn't be disturbed and tossed a few people she kept shrunk and tied up onto her chair. She couldn't help but smile seeing them squirm in fear. Like Nick, they were young men and women who came in just wanted a job but ended up getting shrunk and toyed with. She sat on them all without pulling anything, crushing a few of them and snapping their bones with ease. This would last a few minutes as Gallienne gently rocked in her seat, feeling them snap and their muffled screams.

Gallienne noticed, finally after a few minutes, that she was daydreaming, the feeling under her ass bringing back fond memories. The squirming had gone down, and with it her interest. Gallienne gave a quick glance to the clock, 4:55, just about time to go home.

Gallienne gave a small sigh as she saw the time. She'd have to be leaving soon, but wasn't sure she was quite done playing with her new little assistant. She now chuckled at that thought: ASSistant. Too good. But nonetheless, she'd just have to extend his duties to taking care of her at home as well.

Gallienne lifted her right foot up to her knee, taking off her work heel finally and revealing her bare foot. She'd recently gotten her toenails done a beautiful white that went along with her work clothes and looked just as good when she took them off. From all the excitement of the day her foot had gotten sightly sweaty, the inside of her heel showing an evident footprint from the build-up. But that just made it all the better for what she had planned.

“I hope you're ready, hunny,” Gallienne said to the little man beneath her ass as she lifted it slowly. Nick, while still conscious, had become pasted to her right cheek, unable to even move his head in any response. That is until she peeled him off with her massive fingers. “I'm clocking out for the night. But you are gonna be putting in some overtime for me back at my place.”

As Nick was held before her face he couldn't help but beg, “w-whar?! No! Just let me go already! I quit!”

“Quit? Oh sugar,” Gallienne said back with a smile, “you can't quit now. I won't let you.”

And with that Nick felt himself falling again. He feel for only a moment before landing into a slanted surface that felt somewhat soft and moist. He'd landed with his lower body angled down and had to hold on to the sides of the ground around him as he felt himself beginning to slide. The sky around him began to change as well as Gallienne lowered her heel back down to the floor.

The sky darkened as Nick still tried to maintain his balance. When he looked up all he could see was the slightly glistening underside of Gallienne's foot coming towards him. Every instinct in Nick's body told him to scream and run, but there wasn't anywhere he could go inside of her shoe.

Her foot landed, sliding into her heel with ease thanks to the sweat. As her heel came into place, Nick found himself smushed up against the wall of flesh. If he could move anything it was only because his body was soon wet in Gallienne's perspiration. The air all around him grew heavy and musky, making it even harder to get a decent amount of air in. As the massive woman stood up the pressure increased, Nick felt like he was wedged under a hundred wet mattresses, each one heavier than the last. Maybe he should have let himself slide down earlier, it had to have been easier by her toes, but now it was too late. With each step Gallienne took towards the door Nick could feel his body almost break. If her foot weren't so soft he must just be a blood stain now.

“I hope you're getting used to this, Nick,” Gallienne said with an air of smugness, “you're going to be working under me for a very long time~.”