The rest of the workday passed by at a snail’s pace for Katherine. She tried to focus on getting work done, on emailing potential clients and higher-up management and keeping the ball rolling on current contracts, but the whole time, she felt like she was a hollow shell of a person, just waiting to have the grotesque reality of her situation exposed by the demon that continued to haunt her. Katherine thanked her stars that no one else could see Junko, but at the same time, the fact that she was the only one privy to Junko’s shenanigans meant that she was in constant danger of appearing insane to those around her. She was already well aware that she had puzzled Perona with her behavior and, even worse, that she had tipped the more astute Remilia off that something was going on.
‘I’m gonna find out what’s going on Katherine,’ Remilia’s words echoed in her head, ‘You mark my words.’
“Oh right,” Katherine said out loud savagely under her breath, “Like you’re gonna be able to figure it all out, Remilia. You’re gonna discover that I’m being haunted by an evil demon who’s shrinking me and growing the women around me…riiiiiight, good luck with that.”
“You know what they say,” chimed in Junko, who was now hanging upside down from the large plant that grew in the corner of Katherine’s office, “Talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity!”
“Will you just shut up!?” spat Katherine in Junko’s direction. “Isn’t it enough that you’re shrinking me? Can’t you just leave me alone for…for like an HOUR, at least??”
“Well you see Katherine,” laughed Junko softly, “I wouldn’t really be doing my job really, then, would I?”
“I already feel terrible about what I did to Clayton! There — is that good enough for you!?” Katherine was trying not to sound too desperate, but she had already gotten it in her head that maybe, just maybe, if she were to somehow convince Junko that she felt despair in her situation, she could trick the demon into believing her job was done.
“I KNOW that my decision will…will HAUNT me for the rest of my life!” Katherine continued, spreading her arms out to the demon, showing how loose her clothes were. “And…and I totally accept my punishment that you’ve given me, Junko! It’s…I mean, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to call you “evil” just now…I’m still getting used to my, uh…my poor choices, and having to accept responsibility, and I’ve been weak and deflected that responsibility onto you, which is TOTALLY unfair and…and I’m sorry! Really, I am! And I KNOW that I’ll never really be able to be happy again, living with the choices I’ve made! You’ve…you’ve helped me realize that, Junko, and…and I just have to thank you for that. I feel terrible. I feel…I feel like I’m hitting rock-bottom.”
Junko had been listening to Katherine upside-down, and the demon hadn’t reacted. But when Katherine had said that she was “hitting rock-bottom,” the teenage girl burst into an unrestrained, high-pitched fit of laughter.
“Hahahaha!!! Oh my GODDDDD…hahahahaha!!! That’s…ohhhhh boy, that’s RICH, Katherine! Hahahahaha!!!”
“Wh-what!? What are you talking about!?” asked Katherine, feeling another cold sweat break out across her face as she watched Junko shaking with laughter.
“Y-you…you….HAHAHA, oh my god, I can’t even TALK I’m laughing so harddddd!” cackled Junko. She was shaking so much from he laughter that she actually fell off the plant, clattering to the floor. But the demon didn’t stop there; she proceeded to roll around on the floor, like a little girl, laughing and laughing without end.
“You…you ACTUALLY THINK you’re hitting ROCK-BOTTOM…right NOW!?” burst out Junko, getting completely red in the face from her mirth.
“Ok, ok…” muttered Katherine, feeling utterly annoyed (and not a little frightened) by Junko’s display. “You’ve made your point.”
“You’re not even CLOSE to that sweet, black pit of despair that will consume your soul!” declared Junko intensely, her eyes flashing up at Katherine from her splayed position on the floor. Katherine felt a bolt of fear go through her — even though Junko was rolling around on the floor like a child, with her pigtailed hair all wild and crazy around her, when she had spoken these words, her eyes had flashed a dark, multi-colored shade of red, and they made Katherine start back in her chair, utterly terrified.
“You don’t have the SLIGHTEST CLUE what you’re in for, you pooooooor, hapless, shrinking little woman!” Junko cried, springing up and stalking over to Katherine’s chair. Now that Junko was standing right in front of her, Katherine had to admit that the demon looked intimidating and…bigger, taller, and more curvaceous than Katherine had seen her before. She felt confused by all this for a moment, until she realized, with a terrified jolt, that she was shrinking again. Her office chair felt bigger and bigger around her, and she actually felt her feet leave the floor and start to dangle in place.
“N-no!” cried Katherine, shaking her head up at the looming figure of the demon, who put her hand on her hips impressively, leering down at her as she shook her curves back and forth.
“Yesssssss!” countered Junko, turning around and shaking her big ass in Katherine’s face. Katherine couldn’t believe it — the teenage girl’s ass definitely looked a LOT plumper and wider than it had before. Katherine didn’t know whether this was because she was shrinking, or Junko was growing, or both, but in any case, Katherine didn’t have time to think too hard about it because, without warning, Junko abruptly shook and shimmied her big ass back and forth a little more for good measure and then plopped her butt straight down in Katherine’s lap. Her plush, cushiony ass cheeks were way heavier and firmer than Katherine had expected (along with the rest of her body), and she had to struggle to breathe as Junko proceeded to grind her big ass left and right, left and right, into Katherine’s lap, pinning her to her chair, even as she continued to dwindle and shrink under Junko’s body.
“What a pathetic showing from the Office Manager of an important company!” laughed Junko, mercilessly shaking her big ass in Katherine’s lap. “You actually thought you could trick me into thinking my job was done, huh?! You’ve obviously forgotten who you’re dealing with, Katherine! You think I don’t know real despair when I see it!? Pleeeeeease…you’re obviously desperate, to be trying to pull that kind of nonsense on me, but you’re not NEARLY as desperate as you will be, hahahaha!”
“Please…please, Junko, I’m…I’m ss-sorry!” cried Katherine, struggling under Junko’s growing weight on top of her. She already felt silly for having tried to trick Junko, but at the moment, she was just busy trying to shuffle her shrinking body out from underneath what felt like the demon’s expanding ass. Katherine wasn’t sure if Junko was actually growing, or if it just felt like that because she was shrinking. Either way, she felt herself panicking more and more, until finally, in a helpless, abandoned shriek, she screamed: “PLEASSSSE!!”
And just like that, Junko hopped off, spun around, and faced Katherine again, with her hands on her hips again, and that same leering grin on her pretty lips.
“Mmmmm, that’s more like it!” quipped Junko, raising a pleased eyebrow. “Haha, LOOK at you, all shrunken in your big, important office chair — your feet don’t even touch the floor anymore! Well come on, stand up! Let’s see how small the Office Manager has become now!”
Katherine felt totally deflated, but even now, she couldn’t help but feel curious how much smaller she had gotten. It was a desperate kind of curiosity, one that was born more from her desire to get the worst out of the way and deal with it. Mentally, Katherine was still finding ways to psychologically battle Junko — she knew that she couldn’t do much about her shrinking, but she DID still think that she could somehow defeat the demon if she could find a way to resist despair.
But as Katherine stood up, she saw just how big Junko looked to her now, and her mouth dropped open in horror. She was staring right into the top of Junko’s breasts, which, from this height, looked a good deal bigger, plusher, and firmer than they had looked before. Katherine looked down at her own clothes, which were now baggier and more ridiculous-looking than ever, and then she looked back up at Junko. Katherine had expected Junko to be gloating down at her, as she had been just moments before, but looking up at her now, Katherine was surprised to see that the demon girl was shaking her head sadly…and even that a single tear had formed at the corner of Junko’s left eye.
“How tragic…” murmured Junko in a gloomy voice, sighing out as she sniffled her nose emotionally, “To think that such a strong, independent woman…a single mother at that, could be on such a dramatically steep downward trajectory. And that this is only the BEGINNING of her fall…I’m not totally heartless, you know. I acknowledge tragedy when I see it and…*sniff sniff* and I…can’t help but get choked up right now, just looking down at you now. It’s only been two days, and ALREADY you’re under five feet tall.”
“That’s…that’s bullshit!” yelled Katherine, getting red in the face from anger. She knew that Junko was messing with her mind, and she wasn’t about to let the demon gain the upper hand, even after this most recent shrinking spurt. She stormed over to the edge of her desk, seized the measuring tape, and proceeded to stand up against the wall, measuring herself carefully as she glared at Junko. The demon girl didn’t seem to take any interest in what was going on, and instead seemed to be staring out the office window at the airplanes in the sky, flying over the office tower.
“All this progress…all this labor…all this effort,” Junko muttered to herself dismally, “All in pursuit of something that will never, ever be achieved.”
“Will you just…shut the FUCK UP!?” growled Katherine again. She was getting truly tired of Junko’s mood swings, and the crazy nonsense she seemed to spout when she got in her “depressed” moods. But just then, looking at the measuring tape, Katherine’s blood ran cold. She was 4’10.
“But…wha-….h-how!?” she stammered, backing away from the wall in horror. Junko turned to look mournfully at her, with another tear running down her cheek, but just then, a loud knock interrupted their exchange, making Katherine jump.
“Katherine!? Katherine, open up!” called a new voice. Katherine paused, suspended in anxiety. The voice was Stella Lobovich’s…her boss…one of the upper managers at their marketing company. Stella didn’t usually come down to this floor, since she generally trusted Katherine to run things smoothly. But there could be no doubt that it WAS Stella there, at the door, banging away.
“Uh-oh! What’s she gonna dooooo?” teased Junko’s voice. Katherine glanced desperately around, trying to pinpoint where Junko had hidden herself, but she couldn’t find her. Stella’s knocking became more insistent, and Katherine knew that she had to open the door. Her heart was beating so fast in her chest that she thought it might rip out of her chest. Stella was around her age, and at 5’2, she had always been a good deal shorter than Katherine…but now…well, now it would be obvious that something was terribly wrong. But what choice did she have!? She HAD to open the door.
“J-just…just a second!” Katherine called, balling up the edges of her clothes, to try and make them look less baggy. It was a fruitless effort, though, and Katherine quickly gave up, stumping over to the door to answer it.
“Say goodbye to any promotion opportunities!” cackled Junko from wherever she was hiding. “They don’t give promotions to The Incredible Shrinking Lady!”
“Shut…up!” grunted Katherine through gritted teeth, and flung the door open. Standing in the doorway was Stella, who was a stylish middle-aged woman, with short, jet-black hair, a curvy figure, with large tits and a big ass. Except…well, to Katherine, everything on Stella looked bigger now. SO much bigger. For starters, Katherine, who had always been accustomed to being a good 4 inches taller than Stella, was now shocked to realize that she was staring straight into her boss’s shoulders. The top of her head was even with Stella’s nose. Katherine hadn’t known what she had been expecting, but she certainly hadn’t been prepared for Stella looking this…large and buxom. Her breasts were definitely bigger, and her ass…well, Katherine could see its voluptuous swells behind her figure, and she couldn’t help but gawk a little at how big it looked, and how much it put her own shrunken butt to shame.
“Katherine!” burst out Stella, her eyes widening in surprise. “So it IS true! You’re shrinking!!”
“See!?” came Perona’s voice from behind, as the assistant emerged from behind Stella, coming around the corner of the hallway. Katherine exhaled in desperate shock — Perona had gotten bigger…MUCH bigger. Stella already looked big in front of Katherine, but as Perona walked up to join her, the true scale of her body became clear. Katherine saw that she was staring straight forward into Perona’s nipples, which were large, fat, and engorged as they pressed against the confines of her undersized dress. But it wasn’t just Perona’s huge breasts and fat nipples that accosted Katherine’s gaze — it was EVERYTHING about her body. She looked positively HUGE compared to Katherine; her hips had widened considerably, her ass had bulged out massively behind her (even more so than Stella’s big butt), and her thighs were solid, strong-looking anchors that served as firm pillars for her towering physique. Perona had always been a beautiful and attractive woman, but as Katherine stared up helplessly into Perona’s grinning face, she was met with the sudden and disquieting realization that her assistant had become even more strikingly beautiful than before. There was a plush kind of freshness about her features, combined with a keen twinkle of understanding that sparkled in her eye, which told Katherine that her assistant was growing in more ways than one. Her body was getting bigger, yes…but terrifyingly, Perona seemed to be getting more focused and intelligent. Could such a thing be possible!? Katherine had no idea — at this point, nothing seemed to be off the table.
“I told you she was shrinking!” chuckled Perona, her eyes going wide with amusement as she looked down at her boss, not being able to hide the enjoyment in her face. Katherine knew that Perona’s personality was pretty much designed to not take anything seriously, but right now, her assistant’s lightheartedness felt more like a personal attack than anything else.
“You better be careful, Perona!” exclaimed Katherine angrily, the color coming into her cheeks, “Stepping out of line like that, I’ll have you censured by the board!”
Perona’s eyebrows went up at the threat, but to Katherine’s distress, the amusement did not go away from her assistant’s eyes. Instead, Perona just looked more entertained than ever.
“You’ll do nothing of the sort, Katherine,” said Stella firmly. “You’re not really in any position to be criticizing Perona now, anyway — how can you explain what’s been happening to you?”
“I…l-look, I don’t know what’s happening, ok?” said Katherine, backing up a step and putting up in her hand in a motion of surrender, “But…but I’m g-gonna go to the, um…to the doctor and see if…if they can sort it out, alright?”
“Well…how about you take the rest of the day off and get that taken care of now?” said Stella. Katherine could tell that she wasn’t really asking.
“I…w-well, I really should stay and wait until…until Perona gives me the client list I need to be able to send out the preliminary emails for the virtual convention that’s happening next m—”
“Look, Katherine,” cut in Stella, putting up her hand (which Katherine noticed was quite large now in comparison to her own), “Don’t put me in a position when I need to invoke my authority and MAKE you go to the doctor’s. I’m asking you, politely, to take the rest of the day and get WHATEVER this is taken care of. I really can’t afford to have an Office Manager who is…well, who’s obviously suffering from a very serious physical and psychological malady of unknown origins. It’s clearly an issue, since the rest of us seem to be affected by it — though not for the worst, I’ll admit — but even still, I’m concerned for you, Katherine. You don’t look well.”
“Yeah, Katherine, I mean…heheh, you DO look in pretty bad shape,” chuckled Perona, stepping forward right in front of Katherine. “LOOK at how SMALL you are compared to me now, heheh! It’s kinda crazy! And…it’s even MORE than it was only a couple hours ago! I mean, Stella, are you…are you seeing this!?”
Without warning, Perona reached down, grabbed Katherine roughly by the shoulder, and pulled her up against her own body, showing the extent of the size comparison. Stella’s eyebrow went up as she looked up and down the two women. At this point, there was a full one-foot height difference between the two of them; Perona had shot up to 5’11, and the top of Katherine’s head didn’t even reach her shoulders. Each of her big breasts were nearly the size of Katherine’s head, and the vigorous rise and swell of her attractive hips rose as high as Katherine’s diminished shoulders.
“I’m seeing it Perona, yes,” said Stella ruefully, shaking her head. “Very, very concerning.”
“It looks like you’re, like…my younger sister or something!” laughed Perona, squeezing her big hand around Katherine’s shoulder in a playful way. “My younger sister who hasn’t been getting enough to eat, ahaha! You feel all bony, Katherine! I can literally FEEL the notches of your shoulder in my hand.”
Katherine knew that Perona, unlike Junko, was not mean-spirited — she was just amused at the obvious shift in the power dynamic. But a worrying trend was being set, and Katherine was definitely not encouraged to see how much Perona seemed to be enjoying their new size difference. She also wasn’t happy about that little gleam in Perona’s eye as she looked down at Katherine. It reminded her of the look that Remilia had given her in the bathroom hours before — it was something of a knowing look, a look that said ‘Something’s going on…and I’m starting to see a pattern here.’
“N-now…now hold on just a minute!” shouted Katherine, her lips quivering unsteadily as she tried to free herself from Perona’s grasp. Perona just chuckled and held her there with one hand, seemingly without any effort. “You…you said “physical” and “psychological” illness, Stella,” continued Katherine, not hiding her anger. “What are you talking about!? I m-may be, uhh, shrinking and all, but…but there’s NOTHING wrong with my brain!”
“Mmmm, well not from what Perona and Remilia have been telling me,” shot back Stella immediately, putting her hands on her hips. “Talking to yourself in your office all afternoon…shouting at no one in particular…even when you answered the door just now, I could hear you muttering under your breath for someone to ‘shut up.’ I’m worried about you, Katherine. I’m concerned for your health and wellbeing. And of course, any liability with your health is a liability for the company, so…”
“S-so…so what!? What are you saying, Stella??” demanded Katherine, for the first time actually fearing for the safety of her job.
“I’m saying,” declared Stella, turning to leave, “That I’m expecting you to sort yourself out and be in top form tomorrow at our board meeting. Otherwise, well…I might be forced to consider…other options for your position. At least until you can pull yourself together.”
When Stella had said “other options,” she had turned to Perona and smiled at her, with the obvious implication being that Katherine’s job was in danger of being usurped…by Perona!? Katherine couldn’t believe it. Perona!? Taking HER position?? It wasn’t possible! Perona could barely concentrate for more than ten minutes at a time without aimlessly surfing the internet! It was a scandal — and Katherine felt like she needed to immediately assert her authority.
“Ok, well…Perona,” she said curtly, not hiding the acid in her voice, “Do you think you could manage to get me that client list before the end of the day today? Or is that too much for you?”
“She’s already given ME the completed list, actually,” said Stella swiftly, turning in place and staring down at Katherine.
“B-But…but she was supposed to give it to…to me!” blurted out Katherine, totally stupefied.
“Yes, well…she didn’t feel comfortable going into your office this afternoon,” remarked Stella dryly. “Because you were ranting and raving to yourself. You see, Katherine? When you’re not well, the chain of command breaks down. Go to the doctor — right now — and get yourself taken care of. Unless you have a doctor’s note explaining otherwise, I expect you to be back in your “Manager Form” at the meeting tomorrow morning.”
“S-Stella, I —” Katherine began, but her boss had already turned on her heel and left, her huge ass jiggling and shaking in her wake.
“Wow, look at her butt!” exclaimed Perona, turning her head sideways to admire Stella’s retreating ass. “It's almost as big as mine, haha!”
Katherine turned to look up at Perona, giving her a look of pure malice. Far from feeling intimidated by Katherine’s look, however, Perona simply laughed.
“Heheh…well, you can’t really blame me, Katherine,” Perona said, her whole body seeming to jiggle with her mirth. “You were acting all crazy this afternoon, and…ha, there’s no denying that you’re a LOT smaller now. And just…weaker-looking, to be honest.”
“What?” asked Katherine, blinking as she shook her head. She couldn’t bring herself to say anything more, since her head was beginning to spin with the insanity of what was happening.
“Well yeah!” said Perona, throwing up her hands, emphasizing that it wasn’t her fault. “I mean, look at you! Your clothes are barely hanging onto your body at this point. And, like…look at your little arms!”
Perona bent down and seized one of Katherine’s shriveled forearms in a tight grip. Katherine tried to get away, but Perona was having none of it. Very deliberately, Perona proceeded to line up her own firm, womanly-looking forearm against Katherine’s, which looked skinny, bony, and unhealthy. Katherine stared down at the comparison — it was incredible. It was like Perona was a vigorous, healthy adult, and she was an undernourished teenager.
“I mean…Katherine, come on,” murmured Perona, holding their arms side by side. “Look at how much smaller and weaker you are than me already…haha, and whatever you have, whatever’s going on, it’s just started! Imagine what you’ll look like compared to me at the meeting tomorrow!”
“I…look, Perona,” stammered Katherine, yanking her arm away. “I don’t know what you…what you think you’re playing at, but…but it’s not gonna work, ok? Going b-behind my back…with that…that client list, and everything…and…and th-thinking you can intimidate me?! Well, just…just wait for tomorrow. And if y-you think you’re gonna show me up…in the, in the meeting…think again.”
Perona had stood back up to her full height and was just standing there, looking down her E-cups breasts at Katherine, with an amused expression in her face as she put her big hands on her expansive hips. Katherine saw the heavy flesh of Perona’s breasts jiggle and shake as she laughed softly in response to Katherine’s tirade.
“Heheh, ok Katherine…whatever you say,” she giggled, and then turned away, walking back towards her own office, though not before she had looked over Katherine’s head straight at the Office Manager’s desk. Katherine felt, with an uncomfortable throb, that Perona had just made it a point to eye her desk, like she was going to be sitting at it soon. And the shrunken woman could not avoid the slow, anxiety-laden realization that her assistant wasn’t just getting bigger — she was getting, well…smarter too. She had gotten that client list THAT quickly! And the way she had been looking down at Katherine…it made Katherine’s skin crawl. Perona’s mind actually seemed to be proactively working. Of course, she didn’t know what was going on yet, but she was starting to put the pieces together.
“Fucking great…just what I need,” cursed Katherine, getting her purse (which felt way too heavy on her shoulder now, and hung way too low), “Everyone in the office teaming up on me when I’m at my lowest…Perona…freaking PERONA, threatening to take MY position…this is RIDICULOUS. There’s no way that this is gonna slide tomorrow…I’m gonna go home and get some sl—”
Katherine had been stomping around the corner of the hallway, talking to herself, but suddenly she had run smack into a pair of large, firm breasts, which billowed out on either side of her head. For a moment, Katherine could see nothing but sweet-smelling musky darkness, and then she pulled away, gasping for air and looking up at the grinning face of Remilia, who was now 5’9, a full 11 inches taller than Katherine. Katherine’s voice caught in the back of her throat, just looking up at the gorgeous teen. Remilia looked even more beautiful, even more fresh, even more vigorous and strong than she had looked before, and her eyes were positively sparkling with mischief.
“Huh…off to the doctor, Katherine?” she mocked, turning her head to the side as she stuck her tongue into the side of her cheek.
“Uh…y-yeah, yeah, gonna, gonna see what’s uh, wrong with me,” muttered Katherine, and she tried to quickly walk around Remilia’s body. The towering young woman, however, quickly pivoted and blocked Katherine’s way. Katherine tried to go around another route, but again, Remilia moved her body in the way, effectively pinning Katherine up against the wall.
“Aren’t you gonna mention how much bigger I’ve gotten?” whispered Remilia into Katherine’s ear, bending down low so that her plush lips were actually brushing the sensitive skin of Katherine’s earlobe. The teen’s large D-cups breasts were again pushed firmly up against Katherine’s face as she bent down, whispering to her. Katherine felt totally trapped between the wall and the tall, curvy body of the 18-year-old. She didn’t know what to say.
“Mmmmm, yeah…that’s what I thought,” intoned Remilia, still whispering into Katherine’s ear as she continued pressing her larger, burgeoning body into Katherine’s short, skinny frame. “You’re speechless. You can’t even speak in front of me, because you can’t believe how short and tiny you are compared to me now.”
Remilia finally relented, standing back up to her full height and stepping backward away from the wall, giving Katherine a little breathing room. It wasn’t for Katherine’s benefit, however — it was just to show the shrunken woman how truly small she was, compared to the teenager. Katherine now realized why she had caught a sweet whiff on Remilia’s breath; she was chewing pink cum, staring down at Katherine with a knowing twinkle in her eye.
“C-could…could you please…get out of my way, Remilia?” asked Katherine, hating how polite she had to sound. “I n-need to get to the doctor.”
“Mmmm…heheh…oh I don’t think so,” chuckled Remilia, shaking her head. “I don’t think you’re going to the doctor at all.”
“B-But…But I NEED to!” Katherine exclaimed. It didn’t matter that it wasn’t true — Katherine knew that the lie was perfectly reasonable, but for some reason, Remilia didn’t seem to be buying it.
“No, you’re not understanding me,” Remilia snapped, her eyes suddenly flashing, even as her grin widened into a mocking leer. “I don’t think you’re going to the doctor AT ALL. I think you’re just gonna pretend to.”
“I…wh-…how can you say that, Remilia!?” demanded Katherine, doing her best impression of confused outrage.
“I think,” said the teenager slowly, smacking on her gum, “That you know EXACTLY what’s going on with you..but you can’t do anything to stop it. Something…or someONE…is making you shrink, and transferring your size and height and…power…to me and auntie and Stella and the rest of the women in the office. Maybe you don’t like it, Katherine, but it’s HAPPENING, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it! Hahaha, how about THAT for a theory, huh?”
The teenager stopped, cocked her big hip to the side, and stood there, posing like a curvy supermodel, while she continued smacking her gum. Katherine was dumbstruck — she had no idea how Remilia could have picked up so much, but there was no question that she was a sharp young woman. But to know pretty much exactly what was happening! It was disquietingly impressive. But Katherine had to hide how impressed she was, and how terrified she had become of Remilia’s intellect…to say nothing of her huge body.
The eerie sound of Junko’s laughter suddenly echoed through Katherine’s ears, and she shot her glance up and around the ceiling, trying to ascertain where the demon girl’s laughter was coming from now. Katherine knew that it was better for her if she just pretended that she couldn’t hear her, but it was like a terrible itch that she couldn’t help but scratch. She just HAD to know where Junko was. The laughter continued, and Katherine realized that the sounds seemed to be coming from the ceiling — Junko must have been crawling through the ceiling, playing around in all the electrical equipment up there as she laughed and cackled at the scene below. Remilia watched Katherine closely, studying her reactions — even though she couldn’t hear Junko’s laughter, she could tell that Katherine was certainly hearing something.
And then, all of a sudden, it was happening again. With a desperate, inhaled moan, Katherine saw Remilia’s body growing, selling, and burgeoning up before her, while she shrank down smaller and smaller, with her limbs becoming weaker and weaker, and skinnier and skinnier, by the second.
“”Huhh! Katherine exhaled hysterically as she lost multiple inches rapidly. She fumbled about for a second, and then tried to make a break for it down the hallway. But Remilia was too quick for her, and pulled her back effortlessly, latching her huge hand around Katherine’s neck and pressing her firmly back up against the hallway wall. Katherine tried to protest, but any attempt died in her throat when she saw the huge teenager’s body pressing up against her own — Katherine FELT herself shrinking against the teen, just as she FELT Remilia grow around and above her. Down, down, down Katherine went…4’9, 4’8, straight to 4’6, and then finally coming to a stop at 4’5. Remilia, at the same time, sprouted upwards at a fast pace: 5’10, 5’11, straight to 6’1, and then coming to a stop at a towering 6’2.
Katherine couldn’t believe it — she could hardly breathe, Remilia looked so huge. Katherine was staring straight into the middle of the 18-year-old’s stomach. The top of her head didn’t even reach the bottom of Remilia’s E-cup breasts now. And that was just the height comparison — Katherine’s clothes were now barely even hanging onto her tiny, waifish little body, whereas Remilia’s massive body was nearly bursting out of her own clothes, which were far, far too small to accommodate her new curves. Her ass was so huge now that Katherine wasn’t able to avoid thinking that Remilia’s ass alone probably weighed more than half of Katherine’s entire body. The teenager’s hips reached just about as high as Katherine’s shoulders, and the hand around her neck easily spanned its circumference.
And then, suddenly, Remilia did something that shocked Katherine completely, and made her entire body tense up. The gorgeous teenager arched her body down, bending luxuriously at her thick hips, down toward Katherine’s face. Since she was pinned up against the wall, there was nothing Katherine could do to escape. Remilia issued forth a long, undulating red tongue, which she flicked and wiggled suggestively in front of Katherine’s face, before she went to the left side of Katherine’s cheek and tongued her ear. Katherine froze, utterly bamboozled. But Remilia didn’t stop there. After throwing her tongue into several long, sensuous rotations around Katherine’s earlobe, the teen inhaled, as if in preparation, and thrust her tongue deep into Katherine’s ear, wriggling its muscular length around and around in Katherine’s ear canal as her soft, mocking laughter filled the air.
Katherine was horrified, and she felt totally violated…but at the same time, the blatant, confident, and effortless way that Remilia was taking power proved to be irresistible, and Katherine felt herself, against her own will, starting to get wet.
The deafening sounds of Remilia’s busy tongue filled Katherine’s skull, and all she could do was close her eyes as she breathed in and out hard, praying for the teen to stop her onslaught. Eventually, after what seemed like minutes on end, Remilia finally pulled her tongue out of Katherine’s ear, but only so that she could lewdly lick up and down Katherine’s cheeks, covering them in a covering of sticky, sweet saliva.
“Mmmmmmmm, yeeeeeeeaaahhhh,” breathed Remilia down into Katherine’s face. “I like tasting your skin…you know why? Because you’re a helpless little SHRIMP of a woman, who’s getting smaller and smaller, and you can’t do ANYTHING about it!”
Laughing loudly now, her whole curvy, voluptuous body shaking with delight, she stood up to her full height, staring down at Katherine’s shocked face underneath her breasts.
“Well…you enjoy the…doctor’s office, Katherine,” cooed the teen, winking down at her. “And I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Katherine could only watch as Remilia walked away, her gigantic ass cheeks bouncing up and down behind her, seeming to tease and mock Katherine with every delectable amble and bounce.