Getting to Know the Bosses
Tiny guy BIG jobs
chapter 15
by
copier
· original author:
rpcity
The three women stand up and roughly push the table aside as Annabelle deposits you on the couch they were recently occupying. You smell their heavy perfume in the air lingering from their presence and feel the canyons left by their asses in the leather surface. As they stand and stretch, you get your first real good look at the three women. Your jaw drops. All three were tall - likely just above 6 feet - and very curvaceous. They were probably powerful enough women to get whatever they wanted even before the virus hit.
Claire was exceptionally top heavy, with massive, massive breasts. Forget about DD, she was an HH cup if not larger. Her tits were larger than any you had seen in your life. As she moved and stretched, they bounced and swayed with a rhythm that let you know they were completely natural. She had a slight pudge to her stomach that was disguised by how large her chest was. It fed well into her thick hips and full thighs. Her ass was thick and jiggly, but did not draw attention to the degree that her breasts did. She clearly knew where her bread was buttered and dressed the part. She wore a mostly unbuttoned blouse that barely hid the top of her bra and none of her flesh, which threatened to burst the remaining buttons on the shirt. Her jacket covered her shoulders and arms, but nothing else. She wore tight fitting work pants that hugged and accented her lower frame.
Jules was the opposite. She had a large chest, but her frame was dominated by her ass. It bounced and jiggled and could probably swallow a man's head hole even before he had shrunk. As co-founder, she didn't seem too concerned about dressing professionally as she wore tight bike shorts that were in the process of being devoured by her massive backside and left half of her cheeks exposed. She wore a similarly athletic shirt that her breasts pushed at, revealing cleavage but not to the degree that Claire had exposed.
Annabelle was other worldly. She may as well have been wearing a bikini for the amount of flesh she displayed. Her breasts were slightly smaller than Claire's and her ass a bit smaller than Jules', but both were more than enough to turn heads on their own. Her crop top was a thin strip of fabric that allowed her breasts to bounce freely and also expose her smooth stomach beneath it. She wore an exceptionally short clingy skirt that rode up with every move she made.
You swallowed hard as the women turned to face you. Claire bends over your prone position on the couch and lets her incomprehensible breasts float just out of reach with a smile on her face.
"I know hat you're a married man Aaron, but we're going to be working very closely together. That doesn't make you....uncomfortable does it?" she asks as she bites her lower lip.
You shake your head in response, not really having any other option in the position they have you in.
"Good!" she squeals before she lets her flesh collapse on top of you. She rolls from side to side, steamrolling your small body and ensuring that you get stuck between her massive mounds of flesh before standing and rejoining her friends. Claire giggles at the sensation of your flattened squirming body against her flesh before she plucks you out and hands you to Annabelle.
"I think he's going to be a fun one girls," she says with a laugh.
"I think you're right Claire!" Annabelle giggles as she toys with your flattened form between her fingers as she lies down on the couch. She drags your putty like body between her bra-less breasts and across her smooth stomach before toying with you at the edge of her skirt.
"Ah ah....not on your first day on the job!" she laughs before she tosses you between her thighs. She wiggles her thick thighs over your body and slowly rolls you further down her body until you finally reach her feet. She giggles as she toys with you with her toes, stretching and squeezing you between each digit as smiles happily. At long last, she stands up.
Jules strolls over to your battered body on the couch and the three women watch as you reform.
"Look at that girls! His Small Soles clothes are still in one piece!" she sings.
"Certainly better than the rest of him," Claire laughs.
As you finally reform back to a three dimensional position, Jules wraps you in her fist.
"Welcome to corporate America Aaron. Your last lesson of the day - if you're going to get anywhere, you're going to have to kiss some ass. Fortunately, I have a lot of it for you to kiss so you can learn first hand!" she taunts. Your hopeless pleas for mercy fall on deaf ears as Jules pulls back the waistband of her bike shorts and drops you into her cavernous crack. She flexes her glutes and smashes her cheeks together with her hands before planting herself back on the couch and shifting into a comfortable position.
"Now....what other items did we need to discuss before the end of the day ladies?" she asks while still wiggling in her seat and grinding you to a pulp between her massive cheeks.
Claire and Annabelle simply laugh as they join Jules on the couch and the eventually conclude the day's business. Arranging for you to get home...
Claire was exceptionally top heavy, with massive, massive breasts. Forget about DD, she was an HH cup if not larger. Her tits were larger than any you had seen in your life. As she moved and stretched, they bounced and swayed with a rhythm that let you know they were completely natural. She had a slight pudge to her stomach that was disguised by how large her chest was. It fed well into her thick hips and full thighs. Her ass was thick and jiggly, but did not draw attention to the degree that her breasts did. She clearly knew where her bread was buttered and dressed the part. She wore a mostly unbuttoned blouse that barely hid the top of her bra and none of her flesh, which threatened to burst the remaining buttons on the shirt. Her jacket covered her shoulders and arms, but nothing else. She wore tight fitting work pants that hugged and accented her lower frame.
Jules was the opposite. She had a large chest, but her frame was dominated by her ass. It bounced and jiggled and could probably swallow a man's head hole even before he had shrunk. As co-founder, she didn't seem too concerned about dressing professionally as she wore tight bike shorts that were in the process of being devoured by her massive backside and left half of her cheeks exposed. She wore a similarly athletic shirt that her breasts pushed at, revealing cleavage but not to the degree that Claire had exposed.
Annabelle was other worldly. She may as well have been wearing a bikini for the amount of flesh she displayed. Her breasts were slightly smaller than Claire's and her ass a bit smaller than Jules', but both were more than enough to turn heads on their own. Her crop top was a thin strip of fabric that allowed her breasts to bounce freely and also expose her smooth stomach beneath it. She wore an exceptionally short clingy skirt that rode up with every move she made.
You swallowed hard as the women turned to face you. Claire bends over your prone position on the couch and lets her incomprehensible breasts float just out of reach with a smile on her face.
"I know hat you're a married man Aaron, but we're going to be working very closely together. That doesn't make you....uncomfortable does it?" she asks as she bites her lower lip.
You shake your head in response, not really having any other option in the position they have you in.
"Good!" she squeals before she lets her flesh collapse on top of you. She rolls from side to side, steamrolling your small body and ensuring that you get stuck between her massive mounds of flesh before standing and rejoining her friends. Claire giggles at the sensation of your flattened squirming body against her flesh before she plucks you out and hands you to Annabelle.
"I think he's going to be a fun one girls," she says with a laugh.
"I think you're right Claire!" Annabelle giggles as she toys with your flattened form between her fingers as she lies down on the couch. She drags your putty like body between her bra-less breasts and across her smooth stomach before toying with you at the edge of her skirt.
"Ah ah....not on your first day on the job!" she laughs before she tosses you between her thighs. She wiggles her thick thighs over your body and slowly rolls you further down her body until you finally reach her feet. She giggles as she toys with you with her toes, stretching and squeezing you between each digit as smiles happily. At long last, she stands up.
Jules strolls over to your battered body on the couch and the three women watch as you reform.
"Look at that girls! His Small Soles clothes are still in one piece!" she sings.
"Certainly better than the rest of him," Claire laughs.
As you finally reform back to a three dimensional position, Jules wraps you in her fist.
"Welcome to corporate America Aaron. Your last lesson of the day - if you're going to get anywhere, you're going to have to kiss some ass. Fortunately, I have a lot of it for you to kiss so you can learn first hand!" she taunts. Your hopeless pleas for mercy fall on deaf ears as Jules pulls back the waistband of her bike shorts and drops you into her cavernous crack. She flexes her glutes and smashes her cheeks together with her hands before planting herself back on the couch and shifting into a comfortable position.
"Now....what other items did we need to discuss before the end of the day ladies?" she asks while still wiggling in her seat and grinding you to a pulp between her massive cheeks.
Claire and Annabelle simply laugh as they join Jules on the couch and the eventually conclude the day's business. Arranging for you to get home...
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