Erica’s Revenge
" Hi..., Erica, I see you’re all ready for me.", said the thirty five year old corporate president to his naked sexy wife of thirty two, the good looking dark-haired woman standing there with nothing on except her pumps as her husband stepped into the spacious bathroom, having a beautiful tub built right into the floor.
" I sure am..., been waiting for you all day...in fact, I’ve got a little surprise for you."
A huge smile on his face, Joe, the executive, was about to start undressing when his attractive short-haired wife remarked, " That isn’t necessary...you don’t need to do that."
Confusion on his face, Joe replied, " I don’t get it...I thought we’re gonna...?"
" Oh..., you’re gonna be naked in a few minutes all right..., it’s just that I’m gonna do it for you."
The smile back on his lips, Joe just stood there and watched as his super hot wife left the large elegant chamber for a moment, going out through a door opposite the one he came in. Standing there, the guy obviously eyed her spectacular naked ass while she rotated herself and finally left the room. Hearing the sound of her high heeled shoes, Joe waited and waited, anxiety building up inside of him.
Less than two minutes later, the dark-eyed lady returned, holding something in her hand.
" What’s that, Erica?"
" You’ll see."
" Looks like a TV remote...we ain’t got a television in here in the bathroom."
" I know."
" Then what’s the whole point of..."
Suddenly, while she stood six feet from the guy, Erica raised the thing and pointed it at him. Before he could say something, a red beam emerged, striking the man.
" What the...what’s happening to my clothes?"
" I’m undressing you...just like I said."
" But they’re disappearing!"
" That’s right...and that’s not all."
" What..., Erica, what are you doing to me...what’s going on!"
" Ha, ha..., look at you..., for over five years I played the role of the good airhead wife, always going here and there with you, letting you put me on display at all your conventions and shit...!"
" So...? That’s how it is when you’re married to a person in my position!", replied Joe, his head moving back and forth in fear, perplexed by what was happening to him.
" Yea..., but while I’m here all day is this condo...this nice beautiful rich people’s condo you provide for me..., you’re over there in your office, fucking that slut secretary of yours..., what’s her name, Isabel?"
" No, no..., it ain’t true, no, please!"
" Man..., don’t insult my intelligence, I’ve been playing the good wife role long enough...now it’s my turn...I ain’t fucken stupid you know..., how the hell do you think I built this thing...been secretly working on it for the last few months. As a matter of fact, I’d say I’m a genius...considering that this hasn’t ever been discovered before, except now, by me and only me!"
" What is it..., how did you...?"
" In case you’ve forgotten, Joe, I got a degree in nuclear physics...just never put it to use before...decided to marry you and let you make the money for me...then you turn around and betray me..., mother fucker!"
" But what’s happening to me, what’s going on..., I feel funny!"
With an evil grin, she replied, " In a few moments, you’ll feel fine again...when the process stops."
" I..., I’m all confused...what’s...?"
" You asshole, can’t you see what’s happening to you, you’re shrinking, getting smaller and smaller!"
" You invented a shrink ray! That’s impossible!"
" Then what the fuck’s happening to you, you jerk."
" I..."
" Yea..., beautiful, shrink away, you bastard!"
At last, Joe was finally reduced to only three inches in height, the guy’s clothes all gone, his attire evaporated by the red sub-atomic particle beam.
Cautiously, sexy Erica placed the device upon a nearby table holding a vase and flowers. The thing out of her hand now, she ventured forward a few steps and then came to a halt right before the little naked man. Looking forward, he gazed first at her black leather stiletto shoes and then slowly moved his eyes up and up, seeing every detail of her smooth and sensuous body until their eyes locked.
" Erica, please, make me normal again!"
" I outta step on you, you bug."
" No, please...I’m sorry, I just fell for her...that’s all!"
" You fell for her?", screamed Erica in a rhetorical tone of voice, " You son of a bitch...after I’ve been faithful to you all these damn years!"
" I’m sorry..., I’m sorry...!"
Her anger under control now somewhat, Erica placed one of her hands on her hip and said, " It’s all mine now."
" What, what are you talking about?"
" This condo, your position, your money, everything you own, including yourself..., I’m gonna take it all..., you’re mine now, ha, ha..., the stocks are all mine, yea, I run things in that place now, I’m the boss!"
" Please, Erica, don’t do this, I still love you!"
" Fuckyou, asshole...you don’t know the meaning of the word, if you did...you wouldn’t be doing it with that slut."
" I’m sorry."
Staring down at him, Erica added, " So what did she do...sit on your face?"
" Erica..., please!"
Her teeth grinding together for a second, Erica responded with a growl, " I asked you a question, asshole..., did she sit on your face?"
" Ah..., well, yes, but..."
" I bet she did, you fuck, she did it like this..., right?"
" What..., no, Erica...!"
Holding his hands up before his face, the tiny man screamed on as his wife reached down for him and grabbed him, taking him up in her right hand. At a casual pace, the lady left the area and entered the livingrooom, dropping Joe to the sofa. When he got to his feet, he looked up, seeing the brunette’s curvaceous and firm ASS! come right down at him, the woman wishing to sit on top of the guy!
" No, Erica, no, please!", cried Joe, running to the side.
When her ass hit the cushion, the wife exclaimed, " Fuck..., missed him!", as she saw her little husband dart forth to the left."
Getting up, she moved over, following him with her naked butt.
" Erica, c’mon...you’ll hurt me!"
" That’s the whole idea..., fuck head!"
Again, she had her rear directly above him, bringing it down fast.
And again, she yelled out, " Fuck..., you little creep, you’re like a damn roach!"
Quickly, Joe ran back to the otherside, just missing her ass by inches! Looking back, Joe watched in terror as she raised her posterior again, bring it over to where he was.
" I’m gonna get you...I’m gonna park this butt of mine right on top of you..., gonna sit on you face..., ha, ha!"
Over and over, she pushed her rear to the cushion, always missing the frightened guy, Joe moving as fast as he could, putting all his might into it.
Finally, after two whole minutes, she got him, trapping him between the soft cushion and her firm rounded female behind. Luckily for Joe, the guy got stuck between both halves of her fabulous butt, her ass crack giving the man just enough space that saved his life.
Trapped, Joe held still, not knowing what else to do, hearing from above, " There...got you where you belong..., asshole!"
Going on, she said, " So how’s that...my ass really has your whole face covered, doesn’t it...can’t deny that, now can you?"
For the next forty minutes, his wife just sat there, keeping him trapped, mocking him, throwing one insult at him after another until she eventually got up, turned around, and watched the dazed creature slowly struggle to his feet.
" Serves you right...that’s what you get for fucking around with another woman..., you bastard..., and I ain’t through with you yet...for the rest of you fucken life, you’re gonna be my little slave, you and that fucken whore at the office!"
" What do you mean?"
" You don’t think for a moment that I’m gonna let that bitch get away with what she did...she knows you’re married...the whore, the slut, the fucken bitch!"
Leaving him there for a minute, Erica left the livingroom and went into the kitchen where she got a tall drinking glass and returned to the sofa where she took up her husband and dropped him into it.
" What are you doing, Erica?"
" This is gonna be your home from now on, ha, ha..., gonna set you on the nightstand in the bedroom...only take you out when I need you for something."
" Please, Erica, don’t keep me in here, I’ll starve!"
" No you won’t..., here, this’ll keep you nourished."
His hands raised up in fear, the tiny man watched as Erica moved her face above the glass and spit right down into it, causing a wad of muckus to fall at his feet.
" You can live off that...you will! When you get thirsty and hungry enough, you’ll drink and eat just about anything."
" Please Erica!"
" Fuck you!"
After she walked into the bedroom, sexy Erica placed the glass upon the nighstand like she said she would and then left the chamber, walking into the bathroom, where she slipped off her pumps, stepped into the spacious tub, and stretched herself out.
While her head leaned back against the rest, Erica thought about her new position in life, the power and prestige she would now hold, the glory and wealth that went with being the president of a multi-million dollar firm. Excited by it all, Erica slowly moved her right hand toward her cunt and fingered herself, getting off at thoughts of power and the knowledge that she could now shrink and destroy anyone who stood in her way, the person’s body never to be found, making it almost impossible for the law to pin anything on her. Finally, she exploded, cumming into the warm water.
Through with her bath, she dried herself off and went into her nightclothes, turning in, wishing to be wide awake the following day, the day of vengeance.
After the alarm went off at seven AM, Erica got up, dressed herself in a black skirt suit and her black pumps, ate breakfast, took up her purse, placed the devise into it, went downstairs to Joe’s Torus, parked her ass behind the wheel, and drove off, headed to the downtown area.
In the underground parking garage, Erica raised her nice butt from the car’s seat and stepped out, her purse hanging at her side. By the elevator now, the attractive woman pressed the button and had herself taken up to the very top of the skyscraper, the executive suite. Using her husband’s identification card, she opened the automatic lock and went into the suite, being the first person there, the others coming in a few minutes to an hour later.
Finally, after she parked her rear in her husband’s chair, Erica looked on as she heard someone enter the office. Suddenly, from the second entrance leading directly into the room she presently sat, Erica saw a good looking fluffy haired blond emerge, dressed in a bright yellow mini skirt, blouse, and a pair of elegant high heeled sandals. For a second, the young twenty five year old sexy bimbo froze, stared at Erica, and then asked in a very soft tone of voice, "Who are you?"
" We never met before...I’m Erica, your new boss."
" New boss?"
" That’s right..., Joe’s missing...they can’t find him, and by the way...I just happen to be his wife."
Looking straight into the blond’s blue eyes, Erica sensed the girl’s fear, the secretary suddenly looking like she just saw a ghost.
" Why can’t they find him, did he get hurt or something?", asked the young lady, Isabel.
" I don’t know...all I know is that he owns the majority of the stocks...since I’m married to him..., if he’s lost forever, then it’s all mine...I’ll then be in control here..., right?"
Fiddling nervously with her fingers, Isabel replied, " Ah..., yes ma’am..., guess you’re right."
" I know I’m right..., now do me a favor."
" Yes?"
" Go make me some coffee...bring it in here, ok."
" Yes ma’am..., right away."
When Isabel had the stuff ready, she returned to the president’s office and placed the cup upon the desk, backing off a step and watching Erica take up the thing and place it to her lips. With some of the brew down her throat, Erica measured Isabel off for a moment and then said, " Let me see your car keys."
" My car keys?"
" Yea...your car keys."
A confused expression on the nervous blond’s face, Isabel nevertheless complied, leaving the room, going to her work area, reaching into her purse, and returning with the set of keys.
Back where Erica was seated, Isabel placed the set upon the desk and simply watched as the assertive brunette picked up the things and examined them, remarking, " Pretty nice...these keys go to a Lexus..., don’t they?"
" Yes ma’am, they do."
" Secretaries must be making out pretty good with this company if you can afford a car like that."
" Well..., ah..., I do ok."
Suddenly, the morning tranquillity was interrupted by Erica’s fist as it crashed to the desk and the dark-haired woman quickly got up, yelling, " Don’t you give me that fucken bullshit...he probably bought you that thing for doing a real good job at sucking his dick!"
Her eyes wide open with fear, Isabel answered, " I, I don’t know what you’re talking about...what makes you think...?"
" Bitch..., I’ve been spying on you two for the last few weeks...I know everything...I ain’t a stupid blond like you..., you slut!"
" Ma’am, please...you’re making a horrible mistake!"
" I don’t make mistakes..., you whore..., that’s what you are..., doing it with him for gifts and whatever else he buys you..., cunt!"
For a moment, Isabel remained silent, allowing the words Erica just threw at her to sink in. However, despite her initial fear, the sexy secretary then yelled back, " Oh yea..., well if you would’ve kept him satisfied, he wouldn’ve come to me!"
" Don’t you forget who you’re talking to..., secretary!"
" You think just because you got fucken money that you can push me around..., well, you can take this job and shove it up your ass...I quit!"
Quickly, Isabel turned around and strolled toward the entrance, hearing from behind, " Don’t you turn your back on me, bitch...I’m not through with you!"
Slowly, attractive Isabel rotated herself and refaced Erica, a grin on her lips. Next, the blond raised her right hand and displayed her middle finger to the brunette, saying, " Here..., this is for you..., and by the way...he told me I’m much better than you...he said my pussy’s tighter, ha, ha...!"
Her ass aimed at Erica again, Isabel ventured out to her smaller office area and grabbed her purse. Suddenly, she realized she forgot to take back her car keys, causing the blond to return to the boss lady and yell, " Bitch..., give me my keys back..., and you’re right...I sucked his dick for it...now give ‘em to me, I worked for ‘em...that car’s mine."
" You want ‘em?"
" Yea!"
" Ok..., here, take this as well..."
Confused for a moment, Isabel watched as Erica reached into her black purse and remove the devise.
" What’s that?", asked the blond.
" Here...I’ll show you what it does."
In less than a minute’s time, Isabel began yelling, " What’s going on...what the, my clothes are gone...what are you doing...!"
" Ha, ha..., you slut, shrink away, shrink and shrink, you bitch!"
" No, no, please..., I don’t get it!"
Finally, Isabel stood at three inches in height, naked, frightened, and confused. In terror, the blond watched as sexy Erica circumnavigated the desk and eventually stood before her. Looking upward, Isabel had respect now in her tiny eyes as she screamed, " Please, help me...don’t hurt me...I didn’t mean to...!"
" Fuck you, slut!", replied Erica as she squatted, grabbed the lady, returned to the desk, obviously her desk now, and simply dropped the secretary into her black hang bag. Taking up the devise, Erica placed it into another compartment of her purse, sealed it, and finally put the leather thing to the side as she next entered the secretary’s area, disposed of Isabel’s purse and items, and finally decided to get busy at running the place, calling other people in for meetings and whatever else, making herself known, telling them why she’s here now and not Joe.
When the day was over, Erica had things pretty much under control as she took up her purse and left, going down to her car, parking her ass behind the wheel, tossing her purse to the other seat, and then drove home.
While she was driving, she remembered the Lexus still in the parking garage. Thinking, she finally decided to leave it there and just report Isabel missing a few days from now.
Inside the spacious condo, Erica strolled back to the bedroom and parked her rear on the mattress, sitting less than a foot from the nighstand. A smile on her lips, Erica remarked, " I see you ate something...good, I knew you would, ha, ha...!"
" Erica, please..., return me to normal!", cried her helpless husband, looking at her much larger frame through the transparent glass.
" Return you to normal? No, no..., I don’t think so, but I do have something for you though..."
" What...Erica, please..., don’t humiliate me anymore!"
Grinning, she reached into her purse and slowly pulled out the secretary, the tiny blond pinched between the brunette’s fingers.
" That’s Isabel!", yelled Joe.
" No shit..., asshole, this is the bitch you’ve been fucking around with!"
" No, no, please put me down!", pleaded Isabel, dangling away.
Slowly, Erica placed Isabel to the nighstand and then cautiously tilted the glass, saying, " Ok..., get out...stand next to her!"
Doing so, little naked Joe ventured from the glass, stepped down upon the nightstand’s surface, and finally went over to his girlfriend.
After letting go of the glass, Erica looked at the two helpless ones and sarcastically remarked, " Well, well...what do we have here..., an unfaithful husband and a fucken slut."
" Erica, c’mon...don’t hurt us, please!", cried Joe over and over.
Full of hate, Erica said, " So let’s see what you two’ve been doing..., shall we?"
His eyes wide open, Joe asked, " What do you mean?"
" You know what I mean."
" Please...don’t!", whimpered the blond, looking all embarrassed.
" Get down on your knees, whore..., you know what to do!"
" Please!"
From up above, Erica’s fist came down upon the nighstand when the brunette yelled, " Let’s go..., suck his dick!"
" Please!"
Reaching forth, Erica pinched Isabel’s shoulders between her fingers and forced the secretary to her tiny knees, pushing her whole frame toward Joe, causing the blond’s face to look directly at the guy’s crotch.
" Suck!", demanded the dark-haired lady, her giant looking face hovering above the little ones.
Eventhough Joe didn’t erect, Isabel nevertheless closed her lips around his cock and began sucking in the spongy thing, doing the best she could.
After letting go of the blond, Erica leaned back and continued to watch, saying, " Ha..., you think you’ll get another car for that..., ha, ha!"
" Erica...this isn’t right...you can’t do this!", said Joe, looking up into her sexy, yet diabolical, eyes.
" I’ll fucken do whatever I fucken want, asshole..., now shut the hell up!"
The whole scene in front of her caused her crotch to get wet. As a result, Erica stood up and began undressing herself, removing everything until she stood there in only her shoes and stockings. Reaching forward, Erica grabbed both of them and then stretched herself out on the bed, laying on her back. Next, the brunette placed Isabel and Joe on her stomach and looked down at them, having her left hand behind her head.
" So..., how does it feel to be totally at my mercy?"
" Erica, c’mon!", yelled Joe.
" Go down to my cunt!"
" What?", exclaimed her husband.
" You heard..., both of you go down to my cunt...move it, let’s go!"
With revulsion on their faces, especially Isabel, the two unfortunate ones ventured further and further downward until they stood before her dark-hairy pussy, the lady’s pubic hairs looking like a forest.
" Let’s go...step inside."
" Erica...!"
Angered and impatient, Erica reached down with her right hand and forced both of them in, pushing them together until Isabel and Joe were up to their necks in her vaginal opening, their bodies stimulating her clit!
" Ohhhh...., so Joe, am I tight enough for you now...? You fuck...I hate your guts..., ohhhh, ohhh, yea, that feels so gooooood!", mentioned Erica, getting off at their motions, both tiny individuals struggling to free themselves.
Finally, the brunette came, ejecting the little people, saturating them with her cunt juices.
As they laid there all wet and sticky, Erica simply grabbed them and placed both little ones into the glass.
" Erica...don’t, no!", cried Isabel, realizing there was no escape.
" Too bad, you slut...now you can stay with him for the rest of you fucken life!"
" No..., please, I’m sorry, please!"
" Hey, that’s how it goes..., bitch!"
Looking up at his wife, Joe begged, " Erica, please..., yes I made a mistake, but can’t you forgive me?"
Ignoring his words, the brunette simply said, " Oh yea..., I forgot..., here’s your daily ration."
To Isabel and Joe’s complete disgust, Erica worked up another huge wad
of phylum in her throat and then ejected it from her mouth, the gross thing
landing directly down on the two prisoners, making them feel more shame
and embarrassment than they ever felt before. Finished, the dark-haired
lady raised her ass from the mattress, got dressed, and left the room,
doing something else for the rest of the evening.
The End