Goodbye Glass Ceiling
" Don’t you think it oughta be studied some more before it’s tested and turned on?"
" It’s been looked over many times already.", said Mike as he sat there at the long oak table’s end, overseeing the executive meeting.
" I know...but from my research, I simply have to report that the studies are not one hundred percent.", replied Helen dressed in her dark blue skirt suit.
Looking the other way and obviously ignoring her, Mike turned to Paul, saying, " So you said everything’s ready with this new product?"
" Yes definitely...the Navy’ll be pleased with it."
" I still say it should be studied some more.", said Helen Landor as she got up and strolled over to the water cooler.
Watching her pick up a plastic cup and take a drink, Mike stared down at her knee high stiletto boots made of black leather and responded rather rudely, " Listen...you’re just a junior executive with this place...we only called you up here to the main office to have you sign the release form from your department...when I need your opinion I’ll ask for it."
Turning her head in his direction, the lady’s dark shoulder length mane quickly shifted to one side as she made a frustrated sigh, gave the man a cold stare, and said, " Ok...you run the show."
Slowly, the female executive went back to her seat, setting her sexy rear into the chair.
A moment later, another man turned his head in the direction of the office doorway and said, " Hey Tiff...so how are you doing today?"
" I’m fine.", answered the gorgeous blond while entering the chamber, strolling away toward the table with two papers in her hand.
When she got to Mike’s seat, the lady said, " Here you go, this is everything you’ll need for the shipment tomorrow...it’s all ready."
" Thanks.", replied the man, watching her turn around and leave.
Right before the secretary was about to pull open the door, Mike yelled across the room, " Oh by the way Tiff...that’s a nice outfit, did you just buy it?"
" Actually I did...it’s pretty good, I like it."
After the attractive female dressed in her new light blue skirt suit and pumps left, Helen simply shook her head slowly and looked down to the table, reviewing a couple of forms. Finally, the brunette said, " Ok...since everything’s ready, I’ll sign that stuff Tiff just brought in."
Having a smug expression on his face, Mike slid the copy over to the lady. Reaching for it, she also removed a pen from her inside jacket pocket and placed her signature on the document.
" Here you go.", said Helen while standing up and saying afterward, " Please excuse me for a moment."
Nodding, Mike only smiled as Helen went over to the door, pulled it open, and left the chamber.
When she was gone, Paul remarked, " Ain’t she got a nice ass?"
Another man by the name of Jeff responded, " Yea I know..."
" Ok Jeff...", said Mike, " You’re another one of our technical experts...you think we should try it now?"
"Yes.", responded the man, " It’s ready to use...this devise is small and compact; it can locate things on the sea for hundreds of miles....similar to a radar, only much more efficient."
Getting up, Jeff walked over to the thing setting on the table’s opposite end across from Mike and stood before it. " Ok, here it goes...it’s all done with a simple flick of a switch."
Outside the main office, Ms. Landor strolled down the narrow corridor and passed Tiff’s room. Seeing the blond sitting behind a monitor and tying away, she pushed her head into the entrance, saying, " So how’s life?"
" Ok."
" I wish I could say the same."
" Oh...don’t let those jerks put you down...you’re day’ll come."
" Yea...I guess you’re right Tiff.", replied Helen before she turned around and left, headed toward the lady’s room.
Once there, she entered a stall, pulled down her skirt and panties, placed her beautiful ass on the toilet seat, and pissed away. While she listened to her own nectar strike the water, she thought to herself, " There’s just gotta be a way to get further...how do I exploit some of their mistakes...I know I could get control of this company if I really put my mind to it."
Eventually, she stood up and pulled her attire into place. Before the sink’s mirror, the lady gazed at her beautiful and gothic face, smiled, and finally washed her hands.
Walking back to the office, he boots made a nice enchanting sound which echoed against the walls of the complex. Less than a minute later, Helen pulled at the door and entered.
" Where’d they go?", ask Helen of herself while she stopped dead in her tracks and looked around the room, seeing no one. At the table’s end was the machine. Seeing that the activation light was on, she went over and turned off the devise, wondering why they’d leave the room and let the thing go unattended.
As silence filled the office, Helen slowly went over to her seat and was about to sit down when she thought she heard something. Listening closely, the attractive and ambitious female strained her ears until she made out, " Helen, Helen..." Despite the sound’s faintness, she nevertheless could tell her name was being called.
Thinking it came from outside the room, she went to the door, opened it, looked around, saw no one, and finally closed the entrance, going back to the main table.
Again, she heard, " Helen, Helen...please help...!"
Slightly confused, the woman looked around the room a few times before her eyes gazed down to her feet. There, standing before her boots was Jeff, reduced to only three inches in height!
Taking in a deep breath, the brunette nevertheless remained calm, squatting down to get a better look.
Upon realizing what happened, Helen nodded her head slowly and said to the little man, " Well...that’s what happens when you don’t listen to a woman’s advice, I told you that thing’s not ready yet...there’s no telling what it could do if it’s not set right."
" Please help me...find a way to get us back to normal."
Smiling now, Helen ask, " Us?"
Standing herself straight, the lady walked around the table over to Mike’s chair. Sure enough, after pulling it back, she said, " So now who’s looking like a fool?"
" Helen...something went wrong with that thing, it’s dangerous...it shrank us.", yelled Mike up into her face.
" No shit asshole...didn’t I warn you?"
Her grin getting wider and wider, Helen reached downward and took up Mike by the back of his suit jacket, finally dangling him before her face. All straight now, the sexy lady placed her left hand on her hip and let him hang there while she simply stared away, enjoying the sight of his helplessness.
After thirty seconds, she placed him atop the the table, walked back to Jeff, raised him up, and placed the guy right next to Mike.
" And I suppose the last jerk’ll be on his chair as well.", remarked the female, going over to the table’s other side, pulling out the chair, and reaching for Paul.
" So there you are...my little pet."
" Please Helen, call for help...do something."
" I’ll do something all right.", answered the lady in dark blue, placing Paul also atop the table.
Pulling out a chair, Helen sat her butt down and simply looked at the men, laughing away at their insignificance. Finally, she said, " So...I’m the boss here now...it’s all mine...I run this place now...understand?"
Hearing nothing at first, Helen quickly brought her fist down, scaring the tiny creatures until they nodded in compliance, saying, " Yes."
" Yes what?"
" Yes ma’am.", replied Mike as his little body shook in fear.
Reaching for the guy, Helen got up and placed the man on the floor. When she straightened herself, Ms. Landor went over to the intercom on the table and said after depressing the button, " Hey Tiff...get in here now, you’ve really gotta see this!"
A moment later, the office door opened and the good looking blond stepped inside.
" You said a few minutes ago that my day’ll come...well, it just did."
A little confused, Tiff ask, " What do you mean, and were did the guys go?"
" There’s the answer to both of your questions.", replied Helen while pointing down to the floor.
Looking at her feet, Tiff’s eyes almost popped out as she took note of Mike just standing there looking up to the two giantesses before him, completely overwhelmed by their towering statures, feeling conquered as their feet loomed before him.
" How in the world did this happen?", ask the blond.
" The clowns turned on that machine overthere that’s designed to find objects at great distances, but instead they got a little surprise...especially after I warned them."
More at ease now, Tiff replied, " Hey...in that case why don’t you just take it all...I mean make yourself the boss of this place."
" I’m way ahead of you, I already told ‘em what I’ve got in mind...this place just lost its glass ceiling, ha, ha..."
Squatting down, Helen took up Mike and again held him by the back of his suit. Placing her left hand below his dangling frame, she dropped him upon her palm, saying, " Let’s have a little fun with these dick heads."
Excited now, Tiff gazed on as Helen tore off Mike’s clothes, making him naked. Stimulated by his helpless frame, Tiff said, " Let me have him."
" Sure...do what you want with the fool."
With Mike in her hand, Tiff started caressing his tiny cock, saying, " Guess he’s really got a very long way to go before he can perform his next fuck."
Laughing, Helen responded, " You know Tiff...you could go a long way in this place."
Looking up at the brunette, Tiff answered, " Think so?"
" Of course...you’re pretty smart...I’ll bet you can handle an executive position."
With total enthusiasm in her voice, happy Tiff said, " You mean you’re gonna give me a new job here?"
" Definitely...I think you’ll do real well."
Squatting for a second, Tiff placed Mike to the floor, stood up, and quickly approached Helen, giving her a huge hug. " Thanks Helen...you really made my day!"
" It’s the least I could do for you considering all the years you’ve worked for these assholes and never got a promotion.", replied Helen, giving the males an evil glance.
Still embracing Helen, Tiffany gave the lady a long kiss on the right side of the face, causing Helen to back off for a second and stare straight into the other woman’s eyes. For a whole minute, the room was silent when Helen next slowly moved her left hand to Tiff’s head and caressed the beautiful golden hair. " You’re pretty.", said the dark-haired female.
" Thanks.", replied Tiff quietly.
Next, Tiff’s right hand went to Helen’s breast, slowly feeling the firmness before her. " I’ve always respected you Helen."
" I understand.", replied Helen while she unbuttoned her shirt after removing the jacket and hanging it upon her chair’s back.
" You got nice tits.", mumbled the blond as Helen took off her bra and started removing everything else.
" You’re pretty sexy yourself.", mentioned Helen, watching Tiff also go out of her attire. In the end, both ladies had it all off save for their footwear.
Looking upward, Mike watched as Helen slipped her middle finger into Tiff’s cunt and played away, stimulating the woman, working her up to ecstasy.
A few moments later, the females went down, lowering themselves to the floor. Seeing Mike, Tiff reached for him, saying, " What a cute little baby he is..."
Without any inhibition, the sexy blond pushed him between her two lovely tits as Helen shoved her chest against Tiff’s nipples. Using a gentle motion, the two females rubbed away and away, trapping the guy in the middle.
Helpless, he tried to yell forth, " Please...don’t do this, you’re hurting
me!"
" That’s your problem jerko...now shut up or we’ll really give you something to scream about.
Keeping Mike in his place, Helen reached up to the table’s top with her left hand and grabbed Paul before he could move back.
" No, no...put me down!", begged the guy while Helen moved him to her snatch.
With both women upon their knees now, Helen shoved the man in her cunt halfway, saying, " Let’s use him as a fuck tool!"
" Yea, give him to me...let me have him also."
Reaching down to Helen’s pussy, Tiff moved her slit closer while taking hold of little Paul, inserting the other half of his frame into her opening.
Rubbing their tits and pussies together now, the ladies used both men as objects of sexual delight, getting off on the feel of their small bodies making contact with the most sensitive areas of their magnificent female frames.
Letting the fun go on for ten minutes, Helen finally came, followed by Tiff only three seconds later.
Raising themselves to their feet, both women watched as Mike and Paul fell to the floor, stunned by the impact.
Despite the fall, both men slowly got to their feet and looked up at the women. " Don’t torture us this way...we need your help!"
" Fuck you...shut the hell up!", responded Tiff as she raised her pumps over Mike’s head.
" Yea do it, kill him...step on the bug!", said Helen eagerly.
" No, no...!’, screamed the former boss as his secretary’s high heeled shoe came down, crashing the life out of him.
" That’s the way to do it Tiff!"
" I know...that was fun, but what are we gonna do with the other two?"
" Kill ‘em as well...but I’ve got a better way to do ‘em in."
Frightened by her words, Paul turned around and began making a run for it. Trying as hard as he could, he ran toward the door, hoping he could slip under it. However, Helen only placed her hands on her hips and slowly followed. Because of his small size, he didn’t get very far before the dark-haired beauty stood directly over him. Reaching downward, the lady grabbed him, ripped off all his clothes, and said, " You can’t get away from us...it’s all over for you."
" Please, please...let me go!"
" No way little dick...I hate you, I’m the boss here now...you’re mine!"
Returning to Tiff, the brunette found the lady holding Jeff in her hand after she too tore off the man’s clothes.
" Set him on the table.", said Helen as she placed Paul upon the oak surface.
" Ok.", responded Tiff, letting Jeff fall next to Paul.
" What are you gonna do?", inquired the blond.
" This machine’s designed in a certain way, I’m sure I can make an adjustment...the jerks don’t know as much as they think they do."
Going over to the devise, Helen opened its outer lid and stared down at it, saying, " Hmm....of it shrinks people, then the problem’s gotta be here in this circuit board."
Making an adjustment with her long fingernail, she finally rotated the object thirty degrees and aimed it at the two men.
" What are you doing?", screamed Paul in desperation.
" If you knew a little more than you think, you wouldn’t be in this condition now...I’m just gonna finish what you started, ha, ha, ha...!"
After glancing at one another for a moment, both men returned their attention to the devise when Helen flicked the switch. In five seconds, a beam came out and struck the guys, causing them to get smaller and smaller again, this time being reduced to complete insignificance.
" What the fuck’s she doing!", yelled Jeff as he shrank away. Finally, Helen turned the thing off and the two ladies walked over to the table’s edge where the men were standing.
" Hey...they’re only about three or four millimeters in height!", exclaimed Tiff, letting her two beautiful tits hang directly above the males.
" That’s right Tiff...they’re nothing now, and I mean nothing!" Going on, the brunette said, " Ok...get down on all fours."
" Why?", ask the blond.
" You’ll see, just do it."
" Ok.", said the lady, slowly going down.
" Good, now arch your ass up a little."
With Tiff’s rear in position, Helen turned to the men and moved her right index finger toward them, holding it upside-down. Using her other hand, she shoved Paul upon the underside of her fingernail, taking him up and away from the table’s surface.
Rotating herself, Helen then went to her knees and knelt behind the secretary’s butt. As Tiff kept her head turned back, she felt Helen’s free hand upon her ass. Finally, the blond said, " Oh, I get it." Laughing, she watched as best she could as Helen let Paul fall into her asshole. Feeling nothing of the man, Tiff got up and remarked, " Yea, why not...that’s a good idea, I’ll do the same for you with the last clown."
A second later, Helen was down on all fours, pushing her butt up into place. However, when Tiff was about to take Jeff, she yelled out, " Where the fuck is he...I can’t see him!"
Getting up again, Helen joined her friend in searching for the guy.
" He was right here."
" I know...but he’s gone now...you think a draft could’ve blown him away?"
" Maybe...let’s look around down on the floor."
Crawling around on their hands and knees, both naked beauties searched and searched, finding nothing.
" At his size now...I don’t think we’ll ever find the jerk."
" Well, who cares, I doubt he’ll get anywhere and find help."
" Yea, I guess you’re right.", mentioned Tiff as both women stood up again.
However, when Tiff turned and glanced in another direction, she said, " Hey...what’s that?"
" Where?"
" Over there on that chair."
Going over, the woman finally stood before the thing and stared down at the seat.
" Yep...that’s him, I guess a draft really did blow him off the table."
" Well...this is perfect.", said Helen while pulling out the chair, lowering her naked curvaceous ass right on top of the seat, catching the guy between her butt cheeks!
Getting up, Helen laughed and ask, " So Tiff...what does it feel like to know we’ve got ‘em right up out asses?"
" Good...they’re both in the right place."
" That’s for sure." Four seconds later she added, " Guess what?"
" What?"
" I’ve gotta take a shit."
" Me too."
After leaving the office, both naked women went to the lavatory, each placing her ass upon a toilet. In no time, Paul and Jeff found themselves swimming around, helplessly yelling up from below the ladies’ butts.
It all ended with the pull of a lever as the two men swirled away, headed
to their deaths!
The End