Back in Isabella's Office
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 20
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Forced to endure the bumpy gyrations of sweaty ass flesh bouncing atop you as Norah drove down the road to the CTC, you had the foreboding feeling Norah was going to forget you in her ass as she usually would. You hoped and prayed that on today of all days she wouldn't fail you, trying to remember any good times Norah had come through for you, perhaps in your childhood or something.
You were trying to think of something, anything, but as Norah excitedly bounced in her seat, humming along to a hip tune on the radio, you seemed unable to recall a single instance. Surely there had to be some time you were forgetting right? Whether or not there was one to even remember, your train of thought was crudely interrupted as Norah shut off the engine. You gulped, you must have arrived.
Hopping out of the car, Norah rose a hand to her brow for shade as she peered up at the shining sun. "Geez, you couldn't ask for a more beautiful day! It is kinda hot though," Norah grabbed her purse from the passenger seat, even her minor movement of bending over to grab it causing huge earthquakes of flesh to crash all around you as her booty flew back and forth.
Beginning her strut towards the sliding doors of the CTC, Norah remarked the squishy feeling deep in her ass, grimacing as she suddenly seemed to realize her attire and somewhat...moist state. "Oh gosh, I didn't get a chance to shower and I'm sweatin' buckets under this sun." Norah took her free left hand, swung it around to her left cheek giving it a firm squeeze as if to check her condition when you heard her voice call down, "Come on, Hunter, can't you mop up a bit more of this mess? Show some of that signature enthusiasm!"
You winced as the pressure increased from Norah's squeeze, your world already bobbing like a pendulum as Norah's sultry walk forced her booty to swing left to right. How could she talk down to you as if you had any control of the sweaty situation she had put you in? You weren't sure what else you had expected from this ditz at this point but it still made you groan. At least her crude comments of motivation to you had let you know she remembered you were crammed in her rear.
Norah sighed blissfully as she walked into the building, the cool blast of A/C giving her hair a sexy flair that wasn't lost on some onlookers in the lobby. A few tinies walking through their designated lane dove out of the way of her well-worn sneakers, one of them being flattened under the rubbery sole still hot from the asphalt in the parking lot, dodging the clueless redhead and shouting after her. "Hey, Miss, watch where you're go--" but biting their tongue when they saw her beautiful booty bouncing down the hall.
Norah thought she heard some squeaking from somewhere, but simply shrugged it off as her shoes skidding against the shiny tile. She was late and didn't have time to waste on anything insignificant like tiny noises.
You finally felt the momentum of Norah's shaking ass come to a stop, her glutes giving you a light squeeze as she stood in place. You could hear her talking to who you assumed must be a receptionist before she started trotting off somewhere once again. You prayed it wasn't Isabella's office as you heard a door squeak open and you awaited the classic slam of Norah sitting down.
Luckily, instead you saw a glimmer of light shining in and Norah's dainty hand hovering towards you. Her fingers glided over you a few times, struggling to find something so tiny and flat from all the abuse of that mornings workout and drive, not to mention the slick sweat still dripping all around you.
Finally though, Norah's eyes lit up as she felt her little man, eagerly pinching you and whisking you out of her hellish booty. You nearly lost your head from the whiplash as your aunt whipped you to her face, her typical loving grin there waiting for you. It took your eyes a second to adjust, and to see past Norah's face, that you were in what appeared to be a restroom.
"It's always a big day when I can get my little Hunter out of the house as something other than my underwear! Try and look alive, honey, it's important you treat Isabella with the utmost respect!" You were hardly listening to Norah's nonsense as you were simply wondering what the hell you were going to say to that damn notary when given the chance. You had plenty of awful ideas but none of them seemed to head towards getting this license undone. Except for maybe one...
As you got to thinking, it was interrupted as Norah dunked you into the bathroom sink, dousing you in plenty of bubbly hand soap and tossing you between her soft hands. You saw through bleary eyes Norah was trying to instruct you further on how to behave but she didn't seem to realize you couldn't hear a thing over the rushing water and her vigorous scrubbing. Something along the lines of "Need...me and you...same page...more...license...extra...more helpful!" You were pulled from the water, dried under the blasting air dryer, and finally told, "Got all that, dear?"
Dizzy from such a rough washing, you merely mumbled out, "Uh...huh" before Norah perkily responded, "Great!" tucking you into her cleavage and happily exiting the bathroom.
You were bouncing up and down in your aunt's cleavage, but it was amazing to get a view of something besides Norah's home or worse, the inside of her shoes or rear. Norah was mumbling anxiously to herself, "Oh gosh, I'm so excited and nervous, I really should've dressed better, Oh Hunter tell me I don't smell do I? Oh gosh does my breath stink?" Norah bent her head towards you unleashing a blast of hot breath all over you a few times waiting for your response eagerly. Besides a hint of that mornings breakfast, you had no complaints and just mustered up a weak thumbs up.
"Oh thank goodness!" Norah seemed to gain a bit of confidence from that, "Well, let's get this done!" Heading into Isabella's office, you felt a shock of fear wash over you as you saw the familiar face of the woman who had subjected you to ownership by your own aunt.
"Ms. Woods! It's so nice to see you again!" The women exchanged pleasantries as Norah took a seat in the plush leather chair across from Isabella.
"Oh! And I of course brought Hunter along!" pinching you from her chest, Norah let you loose on Isabella's desk. You peered up at the menacing figure of her, and you could tell she was struggling to fight off a look of disgust from even seeing you touching her desk.
Rolling her eyes and managing to put on a smile, Isabella responded, "Ah, no need for all that. You don't need to show him to me anymore. No more than you'd need to show me your...left sock!"
Norah began to remove her left shoe before Isabella quickly interrupted her, remembering this woman clearly wasn't the sharpest. After all, she had managed to use you for the past month. Honestly Isabella expected you to clear things up with her within days but it was a pleasant surprise you were still in her control.
"Nonono, ma'am I don't actually need to see your sock. I more so meant Hunter is truly just an object of yours now. Even allowing him to be in "human" form is a clear err in his best wishes!" You were taken aback as you saw Isabella use finger quotes around the word human. How this woman had landed a job in tiny management was absurd to you, but you had more important things at hand.
Norah somehow found Isabella's comments more funny than anything, snickering to herself before announcing, "Oh! Okay I got it!" Grabbing you before you could protest and standing up. She grabbed the slick waistband of her spandex, opening them up just enough for you to drop easily inside. You began to cry out for her to stop but neither woman seemed to react at all.
That was until Isabella felt a curious itch. "Well excuse me Ms. Woods, since this may be the last time I get to, would it be alright if I checkup with your little toy?" Norah merely cocked her head to the side cutely in confusion before shaking her head and tossing you freely back onto the desk.
You heaved a deep, deep sigh of relief. Within the span of five seconds your emotions had gone from hope to despair and back to hope so fast it made your heart quiver. Now you were mainly struck with fear as the intimidating face of Isabella hovered over you.
"Ah, Mr. Woods. You understand I'm a bit surprised to see you again." You shook your head nervously. "So tell me, how has your time with your lovely aunt been? You two are getting lots of bonding time I presume?"
"Ummm...yes I suppose you could say that..." You gulped nervously, gathering your resolve to push the final stages of this plan into action. You turned your head behind you to see the beaming face of Norah urging you on. "And you know what? It's been JUST GREAT!"
You couldn't believe the words coming out of your own mouth as you saw Isabella recoil a bit in surprise and heard Norah's giggling as she remarked on your joy. If you could just convince Isabella you were perfectly happy with Norah, maybe she'd call this whole thing off. After all, she wanted nothing more than to see you suffer.
Isabella's brow deeply furrowed, something was just not right. The curvaceous woman in front of her looked happier than ever, albeit as sweaty as ever in her typical athletic wear. And the tiny man before her had some kind of weak resolve she'd never seen in you before.
"There's no better home I could ask for than being slung around her juicy hips...and oh boy on a day like today I can only hope she plans on tossing me into her sneakers at some point. It's exhausting having to beg for her to not let me ever reform but even she has her limits I suppose!"
Just saying the opposite of everything you'd been thinking this month flowed out of your mouth like water. You only prayed it would pray off as you saw Isabella's face begin to change into one of...
You were trying to think of something, anything, but as Norah excitedly bounced in her seat, humming along to a hip tune on the radio, you seemed unable to recall a single instance. Surely there had to be some time you were forgetting right? Whether or not there was one to even remember, your train of thought was crudely interrupted as Norah shut off the engine. You gulped, you must have arrived.
Hopping out of the car, Norah rose a hand to her brow for shade as she peered up at the shining sun. "Geez, you couldn't ask for a more beautiful day! It is kinda hot though," Norah grabbed her purse from the passenger seat, even her minor movement of bending over to grab it causing huge earthquakes of flesh to crash all around you as her booty flew back and forth.
Beginning her strut towards the sliding doors of the CTC, Norah remarked the squishy feeling deep in her ass, grimacing as she suddenly seemed to realize her attire and somewhat...moist state. "Oh gosh, I didn't get a chance to shower and I'm sweatin' buckets under this sun." Norah took her free left hand, swung it around to her left cheek giving it a firm squeeze as if to check her condition when you heard her voice call down, "Come on, Hunter, can't you mop up a bit more of this mess? Show some of that signature enthusiasm!"
You winced as the pressure increased from Norah's squeeze, your world already bobbing like a pendulum as Norah's sultry walk forced her booty to swing left to right. How could she talk down to you as if you had any control of the sweaty situation she had put you in? You weren't sure what else you had expected from this ditz at this point but it still made you groan. At least her crude comments of motivation to you had let you know she remembered you were crammed in her rear.
Norah sighed blissfully as she walked into the building, the cool blast of A/C giving her hair a sexy flair that wasn't lost on some onlookers in the lobby. A few tinies walking through their designated lane dove out of the way of her well-worn sneakers, one of them being flattened under the rubbery sole still hot from the asphalt in the parking lot, dodging the clueless redhead and shouting after her. "Hey, Miss, watch where you're go--" but biting their tongue when they saw her beautiful booty bouncing down the hall.
Norah thought she heard some squeaking from somewhere, but simply shrugged it off as her shoes skidding against the shiny tile. She was late and didn't have time to waste on anything insignificant like tiny noises.
You finally felt the momentum of Norah's shaking ass come to a stop, her glutes giving you a light squeeze as she stood in place. You could hear her talking to who you assumed must be a receptionist before she started trotting off somewhere once again. You prayed it wasn't Isabella's office as you heard a door squeak open and you awaited the classic slam of Norah sitting down.
Luckily, instead you saw a glimmer of light shining in and Norah's dainty hand hovering towards you. Her fingers glided over you a few times, struggling to find something so tiny and flat from all the abuse of that mornings workout and drive, not to mention the slick sweat still dripping all around you.
Finally though, Norah's eyes lit up as she felt her little man, eagerly pinching you and whisking you out of her hellish booty. You nearly lost your head from the whiplash as your aunt whipped you to her face, her typical loving grin there waiting for you. It took your eyes a second to adjust, and to see past Norah's face, that you were in what appeared to be a restroom.
"It's always a big day when I can get my little Hunter out of the house as something other than my underwear! Try and look alive, honey, it's important you treat Isabella with the utmost respect!" You were hardly listening to Norah's nonsense as you were simply wondering what the hell you were going to say to that damn notary when given the chance. You had plenty of awful ideas but none of them seemed to head towards getting this license undone. Except for maybe one...
As you got to thinking, it was interrupted as Norah dunked you into the bathroom sink, dousing you in plenty of bubbly hand soap and tossing you between her soft hands. You saw through bleary eyes Norah was trying to instruct you further on how to behave but she didn't seem to realize you couldn't hear a thing over the rushing water and her vigorous scrubbing. Something along the lines of "Need...me and you...same page...more...license...extra...more helpful!" You were pulled from the water, dried under the blasting air dryer, and finally told, "Got all that, dear?"
Dizzy from such a rough washing, you merely mumbled out, "Uh...huh" before Norah perkily responded, "Great!" tucking you into her cleavage and happily exiting the bathroom.
You were bouncing up and down in your aunt's cleavage, but it was amazing to get a view of something besides Norah's home or worse, the inside of her shoes or rear. Norah was mumbling anxiously to herself, "Oh gosh, I'm so excited and nervous, I really should've dressed better, Oh Hunter tell me I don't smell do I? Oh gosh does my breath stink?" Norah bent her head towards you unleashing a blast of hot breath all over you a few times waiting for your response eagerly. Besides a hint of that mornings breakfast, you had no complaints and just mustered up a weak thumbs up.
"Oh thank goodness!" Norah seemed to gain a bit of confidence from that, "Well, let's get this done!" Heading into Isabella's office, you felt a shock of fear wash over you as you saw the familiar face of the woman who had subjected you to ownership by your own aunt.
"Ms. Woods! It's so nice to see you again!" The women exchanged pleasantries as Norah took a seat in the plush leather chair across from Isabella.
"Oh! And I of course brought Hunter along!" pinching you from her chest, Norah let you loose on Isabella's desk. You peered up at the menacing figure of her, and you could tell she was struggling to fight off a look of disgust from even seeing you touching her desk.
Rolling her eyes and managing to put on a smile, Isabella responded, "Ah, no need for all that. You don't need to show him to me anymore. No more than you'd need to show me your...left sock!"
Norah began to remove her left shoe before Isabella quickly interrupted her, remembering this woman clearly wasn't the sharpest. After all, she had managed to use you for the past month. Honestly Isabella expected you to clear things up with her within days but it was a pleasant surprise you were still in her control.
"Nonono, ma'am I don't actually need to see your sock. I more so meant Hunter is truly just an object of yours now. Even allowing him to be in "human" form is a clear err in his best wishes!" You were taken aback as you saw Isabella use finger quotes around the word human. How this woman had landed a job in tiny management was absurd to you, but you had more important things at hand.
Norah somehow found Isabella's comments more funny than anything, snickering to herself before announcing, "Oh! Okay I got it!" Grabbing you before you could protest and standing up. She grabbed the slick waistband of her spandex, opening them up just enough for you to drop easily inside. You began to cry out for her to stop but neither woman seemed to react at all.
That was until Isabella felt a curious itch. "Well excuse me Ms. Woods, since this may be the last time I get to, would it be alright if I checkup with your little toy?" Norah merely cocked her head to the side cutely in confusion before shaking her head and tossing you freely back onto the desk.
You heaved a deep, deep sigh of relief. Within the span of five seconds your emotions had gone from hope to despair and back to hope so fast it made your heart quiver. Now you were mainly struck with fear as the intimidating face of Isabella hovered over you.
"Ah, Mr. Woods. You understand I'm a bit surprised to see you again." You shook your head nervously. "So tell me, how has your time with your lovely aunt been? You two are getting lots of bonding time I presume?"
"Ummm...yes I suppose you could say that..." You gulped nervously, gathering your resolve to push the final stages of this plan into action. You turned your head behind you to see the beaming face of Norah urging you on. "And you know what? It's been JUST GREAT!"
You couldn't believe the words coming out of your own mouth as you saw Isabella recoil a bit in surprise and heard Norah's giggling as she remarked on your joy. If you could just convince Isabella you were perfectly happy with Norah, maybe she'd call this whole thing off. After all, she wanted nothing more than to see you suffer.
Isabella's brow deeply furrowed, something was just not right. The curvaceous woman in front of her looked happier than ever, albeit as sweaty as ever in her typical athletic wear. And the tiny man before her had some kind of weak resolve she'd never seen in you before.
"There's no better home I could ask for than being slung around her juicy hips...and oh boy on a day like today I can only hope she plans on tossing me into her sneakers at some point. It's exhausting having to beg for her to not let me ever reform but even she has her limits I suppose!"
Just saying the opposite of everything you'd been thinking this month flowed out of your mouth like water. You only prayed it would pray off as you saw Isabella's face begin to change into one of...
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