It was another day that you had to endure at your job downtown, just like any other. Working in advertising for a semi large corporation wasn't even close to the hardest thing that you had to deal with on a day to day basis, as your coworkers themselves seemed to be the source of most problems. You walked into the building through the specialized tiny entrance they had built in the lobby, and rode the elevator to the fortieth floor by yourself.
Stepping onto the floor that your business operated out of, you made your way down the giant hall, to the receptionist desk. Becky, an attractive twenty two year old with jet black hair was working the phone, and she waved down to you as you smiled at the giant woman. She seemed nice, but sometimes she would act weird, giving glances to you while she thought you were looking away.
Past reception, you strutted past sales, where a middle aged woman named Valerie stared at you with a stone cold look, one of disgust. She had always been vocal about her hatred of those with a tiny stature, and often brought shrunken individuals for lunch, making sure that you got a good look as she lowered the innocent people down her throat. Her shoulder length blonde hair was clearly dyed from it's natural state of brown, but she still looked gorgeous nonetheless.
Finally, you walked past your boss, Karen's office. Karen was a thirty five year old beautiful black woman, and lacked any personality at work whatsoever. She was the regional manager, and extremely strict about the behavior and policies of the the office, and what you could and could not engage in. You tried to keep on her good side, but you had the uneasy feeling that one day you might cross a boundary.
That left you at your desk, secured in a corner of the room so that no one might accidentally stomp you flat walking around. You sat down and started up work on your miniaturized desktop, before
Stepping onto the floor that your business operated out of, you made your way down the giant hall, to the receptionist desk. Becky, an attractive twenty two year old with jet black hair was working the phone, and she waved down to you as you smiled at the giant woman. She seemed nice, but sometimes she would act weird, giving glances to you while she thought you were looking away.
Past reception, you strutted past sales, where a middle aged woman named Valerie stared at you with a stone cold look, one of disgust. She had always been vocal about her hatred of those with a tiny stature, and often brought shrunken individuals for lunch, making sure that you got a good look as she lowered the innocent people down her throat. Her shoulder length blonde hair was clearly dyed from it's natural state of brown, but she still looked gorgeous nonetheless.
Finally, you walked past your boss, Karen's office. Karen was a thirty five year old beautiful black woman, and lacked any personality at work whatsoever. She was the regional manager, and extremely strict about the behavior and policies of the the office, and what you could and could not engage in. You tried to keep on her good side, but you had the uneasy feeling that one day you might cross a boundary.
That left you at your desk, secured in a corner of the room so that no one might accidentally stomp you flat walking around. You sat down and started up work on your miniaturized desktop, before
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June 3, 2023
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