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" You can put that stuff on the desk now, Jane, and leave."
" Ok, Mr. Hill.", replied the sexy secretary as she laid down the forms and left the executive office, closing the door behind her.
" Boy..., is she hot, where did you find her?", inquired the company's new vice president.
Smiling, Mr. Hill answered, " I've had her working for me since last August."
" Man...., what an ass under that skirt...I mean...butt fucking her would be a real treat!"
" I know...., I'd love to get my hands on her butt as well..."
" Did you ever try?", ask Jim Williams, the vice President.
Rolling his eyes a little, the company president, dressed in a suit said, " Not really, you know how it is these days with all the hype about sexual harassment...I wouldn't wanna get sued or something."
" Yea...I know what you're talking about." Going on, Jim remarked, " You know...when I worked at the last place, I almost got into trouble just because I told a female employee that her skirt suit went well with her nice figure."
" Yep..., you're really gotta watch out today."
Delighted to be with the North Eastern Electronics Company, JIm strolled around the front of Mr. Hill's desk and ask with a relaxed tone of voice, " So Carl...you said earlier that there's something I've gotta see before I sign the final papers accepting the position."
" Ah..., yea, we're working on something that only the elite in the firm are permitted to see."
" What is it?"
" Follow me to this side of the room."
" Ok.", responded Jim, walking after his boss until he stood before the room's opposite wall before a large impressionist painting.
" Nice piece of art...is it an original?"
" It is.", answered the boss as he slightly pushed the picture, causing it to hang at an angle.
" Oh..., I see, a secret compartment."
" That's right...a real secret..., a secret the likes of which the world has never seen before."
A little puzzled by the president's remark, Jim simply stood there and watched as Carl turned a combination lock until a thick safe's door was pulled open. Reaching in, Mr. Hill removed a cubical object and returned with it to his desk, followed by the other guy.
" Ok..., now this is very sensitive to any disturbance, I've gotta be very careful."
Only nodding his head slowly, Jim watched as Carl entered a password into a small keyboard built into the thing.
" Great..., it's activated.", said the boss.
Still confused, Jim gazed on while the president made a few more adjustments upon the object. However, a second later, Jim remarked, " Man...what's with that airport, don't they have any codes in this city."
" Them asshole pilots do that all the time, going full throttle before they're out of the city limits, it's always a problem."
" What a horrible sound...it's even causing windows to rattle."
A second later, a flash of light engulfed the room, causing the new vice president to scream, " What the hell was that!"
Before he could say another word, a strange sensation overcame him. Looking at his boss, he saw an expression of horror. Frightened, Jim yelled out, " I don't get it, what happened to your clothes...they're all gone."
Staring down at himself for a second, Jim realized that his attire had vanished as well, disappearing as if burned off by an intense and precise lazer, but nevertheless not burning his flesh.
Terrified, Carl exclaimed, "Damn those planes, they fucked the whole thing up!"
Suddenly, Jim ask, " What's going on here... I don't get it."
" It's out of control...the object's working without proper authorization!"
" What's it doing...the whole room seems to be expanding or something!"
Thirty seconds later, Jim said, " What the...I can't believe this...am I going nuts or what, am I seeing right...it looks like we've been...!"
" We've been shrunk...that's what...", replied the president, sounding not only frightened, but very embarrassed as well.
His head moving rapidly back and forth, Jim burst out yelling, " We're both naked and only two inches tall...what are we gonna do?"
" I don't know...I'm not sure."
" Well...we've gotta do something."
" What?"
" Let's wait and see."
All stressed out now, Jim kept looking around when he finally ask, " What's that sound?"
Turning his gaze toward the office door, Carl replied, " It's the secretary, she's opening the door."
" What if she steps on us!", exclaimed Jim, now in a state of panic.
" Hurry..., under the desk...let's go, she can't hurt us there!"
Like two insignificant mice, both men ran as fast as they could until they were standing under the piece of furniture next to one of it's metal legs.
Peering forth along the floor's tile, Carl and Jim watched as the door swung open and a nice set of high heeled black leather shoes stepped inside. Slowly, the lady approached, until finally the two little guys stared straight at her feet, totally overwhelmed, feeling helpless and inferior.
" Hmm...what's this?", ask the sexy female to herself while she looked over the object.
Turning her beautiful head covered by her long dark hairs, the secretary stared at the open safe and tried to make sense of the whole thing.
" Maybe we should yell up to her?"
" Are you sure...it could be dangerous.", replied Jim.
" It's worth a try...like you said, we've gotta do something."
Stepping out from under the oak furniture, Carl went up to her shoe's toe and looked up along her stockinged feet. Wearing a black slim skirt and only her white blouse, the lady continued to inspect the strange piece of equipment when Carl screamed upward, " Hey Jane...down here, it's me, Mr. Hill!"
Not hearing him, Jane simply looked over the devise one more time when she finally turned around and ventured out of the room and to her desk situated a few feet from the office entrance.
Picking up the phone, Jane dialed and inquired, " Did you see Mr. Hill anywhere?"
" No, why, is there a problem?", replied a voice on the other end.
" No..., I was just wondering...that's all."
After she hung up the phone, Jane looked at her watch and remarked, " Good, only five more minutes."
Excited, Jim exclaimed, " She's gonna leave....!"
" I know...we've gotta get her attention before she goes."
" Hey look."
" What?"
" Her purse is on the floor next to her chair, maybe we can go over and climb into it and have her take us to her place..., once there, we can figure something else out."
" Not a bad idea.", replied the boss.
Quickly, the two reduced beings ran through the entrance and over to her desk, headed straight toward the black leather hand bag. Nevertheless, before they could reach the thing, Jane lowered her beautifully shaped ass into the chair, rotated upon the swivel, and crossed her legs, bringing her shoes right before Jim and Carl.
" She could've killed one of us.", said Jim, looking up at her sexy pumps.
" Watch out!", yelled Jim as he pushed Carl to the side.
" Man was that close!", responded Carl as her right pump came crashing to the tile.
Her shoe just laying there upon its side, Jim and Carl stared into its interior, taking in its smell. Looking up, they saw Jane's toes whiggling through her stockings while the woman reached down and grabbed her purse.
Anxiously watching her everymove, Jim pointed at her handbag and hollered, " What's she doing...she's taking the purse...how are we gonna get into it now?"
Before they could react, the woman had her purse upon the desk. Reaching into it, Jane took out a small mirror and lipstick.
" She's making up her face...what if the bitch doesn't place the bag back down?", ask Jim.
His head bent upward, Carl answered, " Here..., I've got an idea."
" What?"
" Look at those buttons on the back of her skirt's waist...see 'em?"
" Yea...so?"
" Well..., we can get up there by using that hair strand over there on the floor and lasso one end and throw it up."
Musing for a second, Jim replied, " All right...let's try it."
Quickly, both little guys ran to the back of her chair and grabbed the long piece of female hair stretched out on the tile.
" There...now it should work...", remarked Carl, making a loop out of one end.
With all his might, the insignificant male swung the hair strand around and around and finally threw it upward.
" Shit....I missed."
" Try again.", said Jim, eager to see things work.
" All right...here it goes.", yelled the president.
Finally, the lasso caught itself on her skirt's waist as the sexy woman sat in her office chair.
" Ok...Jim...hold on!"
" I've got it.", replied Jim as he and his boss took hold of the strand's opposite end.
After Jane replaced the two items in her black purse, she stood up and slipped on her pump.
Taken up by the woman's movements, Jim exclaimed, " Oh man...., this
is a real
ride!"
In the end, she grabbed her purse and went for the door, having two little guys dangling and bouncing against her nice ass.
" Just hold on tight...that's all I can say.", said the company president while Jane walked on, going toward the elevator, and down to the underground garage.
Upon opening her car door, the brunette tossed her purse on the passenger seat and placed her right leg into the vehicle.
" She's gonna sit on us...what are we gonna do?", screamed Jim.
" Tell you what...when we're above the seat, let go...,we'll hit the cushion and then make a run to the side before her ass comes down."
" Ok..., but I must say I'm scared to death."
" So am I...but we've gotta do it...ok, go, jump!"
In one swift motion, both naked creatures hit the seat with a very feight thump. Getting quickly back to their feet, Carl and Jim looked upward and saw her shapely butt come down, taking it's place behind the wheel.
" Let's go...run...run like you've never ran before!", hollered Mr. Hill, moving as fast as he could toward the edge of the bucket seat, approaching the center of the car's interior.
Out of her butt's way in a fraction of a second, the two little men came to a halt and simply stood there out of breath, staring at her posterior's side, gazing away at its perfect form.
" She could've killed us.", said Jim, still taking in air at a rapid pace.
" Ok...but we're still alive..., it was close, but we made it."
Standing there like a couple of fools, they watched as her fingers reached over them, removed the car keys from the purse, and returned, this time starting the engine.
In fear, the tiny men saw Jane's beautiful hand take hold of the shifter and put the machine into drive. A moment later, the vehicle was on its way, headed toward her place.
" So what now?", ask Jim.
" We've gotta make sure we're not left in the car when she gets out."
" Ok...that means we've gotta hold on to the strand again.", answered Jim.
" Right...but there's one problem."
" What?"
" She's sitting on the hair piece, I can't see it from here."
Feeling a little confused, Jim remarked, " We've gotta find it."
" All right, then let's crawl behind there and see if we can reach it."
A little bolder now, Jim answered, " I'll go."
" Ok."
Stepping forward, little Jimmy circumnavigated the side of Jane's posterior until he was standing directly behind her ass, looking straight at it. Directing his line of view upward, Jim made out the black strand hanging down from her waist. Gently, he took hold and pulled at it, surprised at how easily it slid from under her butt. When the end was free, he returned to Carl, pulling the strand with him.
" I got it."
" All right, great...you're the best.", remarked the boss man.
" So all we've gotta do is hold on when she gets out."
" Yea..., same as before...that'll be real fun.", replied Carl sarcastically.
Finally, the vehicle pulled into a parkinglot before an apartment complex. After sticking the thing into park, Jane reached for her purse, removed the keys from the ignition, tossed them into the handbag, and opened the driver's door. As her left foot hit the pavement, Carl screamed to his tiny partner, " All right...hold on, she's getting out!"
Her ass lifted from the black cushion, Jane let her right foot hit the concrete as well, when she closed the door a moment later.
" Hang on!", yelled Carl again as the sexy woman began walking.
Her nice rear swinging back and forth beneath the skirt caused the two to bounce up and down against her frame. Twenty seconds later, Jane entered the structure and went upstairs to suite 658. Once inside her private abode, the lady tossed her purse upon the sofa and ventured to the bathroom.
Standing before the toilet, the brunette turned around and lowered her skirt. As the black apparel hit the tile, Jim said, " Ok..., let's get away before we get stepped on."
" You're right...let's go.", answered Carl, watching her panties come down to her ankles.
Not looking at the floor, Jane lowered her butt upon the seat and began pissing, relieving her bladder from a whole day's work.
" Man...has she got a lotta piss in her!", remarked Jim, looking up to the side of her beautiful ass after both guys ventured to the right edge of the fixture, trying to stay out of her way, avoiding an accidental death.
Done with her business, Jane stepped over her skirt and slid her panties completely off. Bending down, the sexy creature grabbed the apparel and tossed them into the bathroom hamper. A second later, she took off her blouse and bra, also tossing the things into the laundry basket.
Right before she was about to slip out of her pumps and stockings to take a bath, the phone rang.
" Fuck!", exclaimed the lady to herself as she left the chamber and ventured out to the kitchen.
" Hello..., who is it?"
" Hi..., are you interested in some credit card insurance?"
" No thanks."
However, the phone solicitor persisted, " It's a great deal...you can't loose."
" No thanks."
As she told the individual on the other end " No thanks" four or five times, Carl said to Jim, " Hey..., let's go out there, perhaps we can get her attention now."
" You think it's safe?"
" It's the best opportunity thus far...we've gotta get help soon or we'll end up dying of starvation."
" All right.", replied Jim, following his boss out from the bathroom.
When she finally got rid of the telemarketing pest, Jane decided to listen to her voice mail, retrieving her daily messages.
With the receiver in hand, Jane dialed her mailbox and listened away. At her feet now, the two men stood behind her sexy pumps and looked up to her ass.
" To think I made a remark about fucking her butt back in the office...just think how that would go now."
" C'mon...we've gotta let her know we're here...no time for jokes, our lives depend on this."
" I know...it's just that..."
Getting ready to yell up to her, Carl replied, " Yea, yea, I know what you mean..., but this is serious."
" Hey Jane, down here...it's me, Carl, please help!"
" She can't here you...we've gotta wait till she's off the phone."
Looking a little disappointed, Carl simply stood there and waited. Finally, after two minutes, she hung up the receiver.
" Hey Jane, it's Carl, down here!"
Through the silence of the apartment, his tiny voice went a little further than at the office. Again, he yelled, " Jane...please...look down behind you..., please!"
For a moment, the beautiful brunette froze, straining to hear the feignt sound. Slowly, the woman rotated her attractive figure, moving her gaze to the floor.
Having a perplexed look on her face, she inquired, " Is that...?"
" Yes...it's us." replied Carl, rather embarrassingly.
" How'd you get so small?"
Before the tiny creatures could answer, the smart woman put two and two together and said, " So I get it...you were fooling around with that object on your desk and something went wrong."
" Yes..."
More relaxed now, Jane placed one hand on her hip, shifted her weight, and said down to her "boss", " So what do you want from me, little man?"
" It's obvious...get us help, we need to see a specialist who works at the company's lab."
After she reflected for a moment, Jane decided to take full advantage of the situation, " Yea...well what's in it for me?"
" Oh..., c'mon Jane, please, this is serious."
" It's serious all right, for you that is...for me...it's only a very small problem, ha, ha...!"
" If it's money you want...I'll give it to you!", yelled Carl up to his secretary in desperation.
" Yea ofcourse I want money, but there's more I want."
" What?"
" How about complete control of all the stocks you own..., that would give me the majority...now wouldn't it?"
" Please Jane, please...!"
" Hey...you want help or not...?"
" Ok...so what is it that you actually want?", ask Jim, getting into the conversation.
" Like I said...I want all your money and all the stocks both of you own, that's what I want...I want control of the company."
Feeling defeated and realizing their hopeless situation, Carl caved in, saying, " All right...it's all yours...just please get us some help."
" Good..., give me your account numbers...both of 'em together with the password to transfer the ownership of the stocks."
" Ok."
After the men gave her the information, greedy Jane went to her PC and got on line, transferring all their assets into her own account.
Finished, the diabolical lady returned to the guys and simply stared down at them. Four seconds later, Carl ask, " Well...?"
Her weight shifted again, Jane replied rhetorically, " Well what...?"
" Are you gonna get us help...please pick up the phone and call the lab."
" Yea...?", mocked the wicked lady, having an evil tone of humor in her voice.
" Please..."
" You fools...I ain't gonna do shit...you're stuck the way you are."
" That's not fair, you cunt, you bitch...we had a deal.", cried Jim at the top of his lungs.
Completely full of herself, Jane replied, " Deal, smeal...you're in no position to force me to do anything."
" You're the biggest whore in the world."
Raising her shoe above the tiny guy, Jane slowly brought it downward, causing Jim to run away somewhat, backing off a foot.
" Do you want me to crush you?"
" No!"
" Then you'd better do as I say, you worm."
" Ok, ok!", interceded Carl.
Speaking further, the former company president ask, " So now what...what are you gonna do?"
" Hmm...let's see.", replied Jane, her index finger to her lips.
After thinking for five seconds, the lady said, " I'll just keep you two as a couple of tiny slaves, that's all."
" What do you mean slaves...what could we possibly do for you at our size?", ask Carl.
" Oh..., there's lots of things...and I think I'll put you two to work right now."
Turning around, Jane ventured to the kitchen cabinet under the sink and removed a flat looking can. Next, the woman took two napkins from above the counter and returned to the tiny ones.
Standing before them, she squatted and said, " Here you go...you can use this stuff to shine my shoes."
After the can and napkins were on the floor, Jane stood straight again and slipped off her pumps. " When I'm through with my bath...those shoes better be shined....is that clear?"
Frightened by her overbearing presence, they responded with, " Ok."
Leaving the men alone, Jane left the kitchen and returned to the bathroom where she raised her mane to the top of her head, turned on the water, took off her stockings, and spent the next forty minutes in the tub. Done, the lady, with her hair still up, got out of the large basin and returned naked to the kitchen, were she saw Jim and Carl finishing up with their job.
Slipping the pumps back on, she remarked, " Not bad...I told you you'd be good for something."
Her shoes on again, the woman reached downward and grabbed both little guys, taking them out to the livingroom. There, she sat down, placing her naked ass on the cushion.
Slowly, Jane let Carl fall to the sofa adjacent her posterior, saying, " I'll show you two the next thing you're good for."
Looking down at her former boss, the new boss ordered, " Ok, you little shit, kiss my ass while I've got a job for this other tiny piece of crap."
Like a devoted servant, Carl went over and kissed her butt, trying to touch as much of her smooth and soft skin as possible, really making her feel like the new CEO.
" Ok...., and for you, my pet, you'll have something else to do."
With Jim in her right hand, Jane pushed the small male to her left nipple and said, " Lick my tits...let's go...., do it!"
Completely at her mercy, Jim stuck out his insignificant tongue and stroked away at her breast's protrusion, sticking out larger than his head. Amazed by its size, he continued on, dwarfed by its power and symmetry.
For the next three hours, Jane played around with the guys, reducing their egos to nothing, making them feel beneath her in every conceivable way.
Finally, she got up, saying, " All right...time to see your new home."
Both men in her right hand, Jane went into the kitchen and removed two milk glasses. Setting Carl in first, she dropped them into the respective glasses and let the clear objects sit on the counter.
In desperation, Carl yelled up to Jane, " Please don't leave us here...we'll die of thirst and starvation!"
Smiling, she replied, " No you won't...here's a little something to keep you going."
Working up some phylum in her throat, Jane spit down into both containers, laughing, and remarking, " Here you go..., my spit's got plenty of moisture and protein to last a week...enjoy!"
Defeated, both men just stared forth through the transparent prison as the sexy lady turned around and ventured back to the livingroom, taking up a CD afterward, and placing it into the stereo.
The End