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.