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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~.”
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