Sociopath
“ Ok..., Diane, it’s two o’clock now...get all the deposits thus far and give ’em to me...so I can stick ‘em in the vault.”
“ Yes sir.”, replied the sexy brunette, raising her gorgeous ass from the seat, and walking over to the counter with her black leather stiletto boots going up into her dark colored business skirt.
Standing before the area where the daily customers discuss their business with her boss, the woman opened the cash drawer and removed all the money. With precision, the good looking female separated the bills from one another, placing the different denominations into discreet piles.
Finished, Diane realized that for today so far she had over ten thousand dollars before her. Looking down at the cash, she nodded her gothic head and smiled wickedly, whispering to herself, “ It’ll only be a mater of minutes now...just a mater of minutes...and all this together with the real good stuff in the vault’ll be mine, ha, ha...”
The money in her hand now, Diane went over to her boss, Earl, and said, “ All right..., sir, here it is.”
“ Great, Diane..., follow me.”
Making a few steps, both individuals stood before the huge metal door. To its right, Earl entered his code and finally pressed a small enter button. In a matter of seconds, the brass looking thing slowly opened, revealing its interior.
One, two, three, and Diane was inside together with her employer. Looking around, she gazed at the shelf directly before her. Within the confines of her own head, she said to herself, “ Man..., look at all this bread, there’s gotta be at least a million on reserve.” Going on, she continued to think, “ Oh yea..., oh yes..., it’s all gonna be mine...I’ll be rich!”
His eyes on her now, Earl said, “ Here..., give me that stuff.”
“ Ten thousand and fifty six dollars, sir.”
“ Good..., business was great today so far.”
Smiling, Diane watched as Earl took the green papers and placed them next to the rest, adding more wealth to the secure chamber.
“ Ok, let’s get outta here.”, said the man, walking over to the entrance.
When they were both outside, back in the regular office, Earl pressed a button to the vault’s right and the huge door slowly closed again, locking itself automatically.
“ I’ve been owning and running my own savings and loan for the past ten years.”, said Earl to break the silence, “ It’s worked out pretty well...got myself a secure income.”
“ I’m sure it’s great...maybe one day I’ll start something similar.”
In response, the guy simply smiled and said, “ Ok Diane, you can make me my afternoon coffee.”
“ No problem.”
When she turned around, he eyed her ass while she strolled toward the coffee maker. Satisfied with her nice physique, Earl nodded his head, rotated himself, and went into his smaller office chamber, placing himself into his seat.
Dressed in a white blouse and her dark business jacket, Diane now stood before the brewer and prepared the stuff, making a cup for the guy. Finished, she looked both ways and reached into her jacket pocket. Grinning, the very attractive woman produced a small test tube full of a clear liquid. Slowly, she removed the cap and poured the tube’s contents into the coffee, returning the empty glass thing into her pocket afterward.
Taking up the cup, Diane strolled across the suite and into his office, carrying the cup with her, holding onto it as if it were gold.
“ Here you go, sir.”, said the lady, lowering the cup to the man’s desk, saying further, “ Drink and enjoy....I really put my best into it...trust me...I did.”
As he took up the white cup, Earl said, “ You know..., Diane, you’re the most unique secretary I’ve ever had working for me...you don’t talk much, yet you get everything done, even more than I ask for..., yes, I’m sure you put your best into this...I’m really sure you did.”
Smiling, the man took a sip and said, “ Great...best coffee ever.”
“ I’ve got some work to finish up with..., I’ll be back later.”, remarked Diane while turning and grinning to herself.
While she strolled to her work station, Earl again eyed her attractive and seductive physique, really enjoying the view before him.
Again, he took a sip. Since it was a little cooler now, he drank away faster, eventually finishing off the cup’s contents.
After he placed the cup to the side, Earl reached for some forms and papers on his desk and began reading. A minute later, he started to perspire. Feeling weak, the guy loosened his neck tie a little and leaned back in his chair. However, his heart rate went up, causing Earl to to stand and stagger toward the entrance of his office.
“ Diane, Diane..., help, something’s wrong....I don’t feel well!”
Slowly, the female pushed back on her chair and got up. “ What is it?”, ask the lady with sarcasm and humor in her voice.
A little surprised by her reaction to his cry for help, Earl nevertheless repeated himself, “ Diane, I feel funny, I don’t know...I never felt this way before!”
“ I’m sure you never did.”, remarked Diane, folding her arms and gradually moving toward him.
“ Please call an ambulance.”
“ Oh..., I don’t think that’ll be necessary...you won’t feel any more pain in a minute or so.”
“ What did you do...what are you talking about.”
“ I put something in your drink...that’s what>”
“ Why..., are you trying to kill me?”
Standing only two feet away from Earl now, Diane ask, “ Who said anything about diing...I’m not gonna kill you...at least not yet.”
“ I don’t get it...what the hell are you talking about?”
“ What’s the matter, can’t you tell what’s wrong...look at yourself, look at your clothes.”
For a second, Earl glanced down at his hands, seeing his shirt sleeves cover his fingers.
“ Why’s my shirt so big...my clothes seem to to be getting looser and looser.”
“ Your shirt’s the same size it’s always been...it’s you that’s changing.”
Staring directly into her face, the man realized that he was now looking up to her. Further, he also realized that her stature appeared to be getting higher and higher. Frightened, the guy ran forth into the center of the suite and looked around.
“ What’s happening to me?”, screamed Earl, “ Everything seems to be getting bigger and bigger!”
“ That’s right...little man...the world seems too big for you...doesn’t it, ha, ha...!”
After thirty more seconds, poor Earl was down to only three inches in height, completely shrunk out of his clothes upon which he now stood.
Suddenly, the shrinking process stopped together with the pain and rapid heart beat. Strolling over to the guy, Diane squatted before him and said, “ I told you you’d feel fine in a minute or two.”
His head going back and forth, Earl exclaimed, “ What, how..., what happened to me?”
“ I shrank you...that’s what, you’re now the victim of an ancient spell, as we can clearly see...it works...and boy does it work!”
“ Help, please...!”, yelled Earl as he stepped off of his crumpled clothes and stood before her frame.
Slowly, Diane stood straight again, shifted her weight, and placed her right hand on her hip.
With fear and awe, his tiny eyes began at her boots, eyeing the black shiny leather as it gently reflected the room’s light. Next, his gaze moved up along her skirt, then her jacket, and finally their eyes met.
“ So how does it feel to be little...really little?”
“ Please bring me back to normal, please...!”
“ Ha, you wanna be saved and restored?”
“ Yes..., please.”
“ Ok..., then give me the code to the vault...I want it now!”
“ You mean you shrank me so you can steel the money...I thought you were an honest person.”
“ Honest person..., ha, what a fool...this is the twenty first century, there’s no such thing anymore as an honest person, I’m in it for myself...and only myself...now what’s that code or I’ll step on you.”
“ Please Diane!”
Frustrated with talk, Diane raised her right boot over his head and held it steady, saying, “ Now what’s it gonna be...you gonna give me that fucken code or do I have to bring my foot down?”
“ Ok, ok, please don’t hurt me...!”, replied the guy, viewing the sole of her boot above his feeble body.
After she removed her foot, Earl yelled upward, “ It’s 3490128!”
“ Wait a second, let me write that down.”
Quickly, the gothic bitch went to her desk and took up a pen and paper. Upon her return, she squatted and ask, “ Ok..., what was that again?”
“ It’s 3490128.”
“ Good..., now let’s see if it works.”, said Diane down to the naked little man.
Getting up, the wicked lady approached the vault and entered the code. Sure enough, the thing slowly opened, revealing its paper treasure.
“ Great..., yea, I’m rich...yea, I’ll never have to work for the rest of my fucken life...!”
Excited, Diane ran into the chamber and grabbed a bunch of cash, at least ten to twenty thousand. The money in hand, she ran outside, went to her purse, pushed in the cash, and returned, stuffing her hand bag with as much as she could.
Done, she searched around the office and produced a few unused garbage bags, taking the things into the vault and filling ‘em with the remaining bills. When the plastic bags were all full, she took them, together with her purse, and placed them next to the suite’s main entrance. As a precaution, she quietly opened the door and turned a sign over, revealing the words, “ Sorry, we’re closed for the day.”
The door shut again, Diane returned to Earl, relaxed herself, and said down to the guy, “ Well..., as you can see...the vault’s empty..., I got it all.”
“ All right..., then do something to make me normal again.”
Her hand on her hip now, Diane looked down at him and ask mockingly, “ Yea...?”
“ Oh please, please...don’t leave me this way.”
“ Don’t leave you this way?”
“ Yes, please.”
“ Ok..., I won’t leave this way..., I’ll change you...you’re damn right right I’ll do a little more to you!”
Again, she squatted and this time grabbed the man, dropping him into her other hand’s palm.
“ What are you doing to me?”, yelled Earl as she raised her frame and went to her desk, placing her ass into the seat.
“ You’ll find out in a second.”
Dropping the guy upon the desk’s surface, Diane opened the drawer and produced a box of thumb tacks and five new unsharpened pencils.
“ What are you doing?”, ask the frightened and curious little guy.
Not answering him, Diane got up and took hold of the box of tacks together with little Earl.
“ Please tell me.”
“ Shut the fuck up!”, answered Diane approaching the office bulletin board.
“ No, please, don’t...!”, screamed the man, seeing her open the box and raising up to the papers already tacked to the cork material.
“ No, no...!”, begged the guy in terror while she pressed his back to the board and stretched out his tiny arms.
“ Ahhhh..., that hurts...no...!”
“ That’s right...suffer as I crucify you to this thing...you little shit!”
Carefully, she pressed two of the tacks into the palm of each of his hands, suspending the guy, hanging him there as if he was another piece of paper or something.
“ Ahhhhhh...!”, screamed Earl over and over while he hung there, blood now dripping from his hands.
“ Ha...look at you, just look at you..., seeing you hang there gives me the urge to target practice, don’t you think?”
Turning around, Diane took up the five pencils and stuck each in turn into the electric sharpener. Finished , she blew off the dust from each pencil and then looked back to the board, saying, “ Ok..., you think I can hit you from here...what do you think?”
“ Please, take me down..., I’m in pain!”
“ No shit..., it’s supposed to hurt, the more you hurt, the better I feel.”
“ Let’s see if I can do it.”, said the lady, holding the first pencil by its eraser and moving back her arm.
Like a knife thrower at some carnival, she quickly brought her hand forward and released the pencil. In a fraction of a second, the object struck the board only two inches from helpless Earl, imbedding its sharp point at least a half inch into the surface.
“ Fuck..., I missed...well, let’s try again.”, mentioned Diane, standing about eight feet away.
Another pencil in her hand, the woman again aimed and threw. Again, she missed, saying, “ Damn this fucken shit!”
A little angry, Diane grabbed the third pencil and threw it, this time hitting Earl in the left leg.
“ Ha..., got you, yea...how’d that feel?”
Just like a lance piercing a normal sized person, the lead tip went into his thigh and sliced through his flesh, causing a severe amount of pain and anguish.
“ No, ma’am, please, have mercy!”
“ Well, well..., do I hear some respect, that’s nice but it ain’t gonna do you any good, I got two more throws to make.”
The forth pencil in her hand, wicked Diane aimed and threw. “ Man..., what a day I’m having...missed again.”
Finally, she took up the last pencil and released it. Through the air it went, pushing aside molecules on its journey toward the board. Swiftly, it moved toward Earl. Suddenly, the guy felt a sharp sting in his upper left arm.
“ Oh, ahhhhh....!”, moaned the man as the pointed lead worked its way through his biceps.
“ Got you...but you’re still alive, fuck, guess I’ll have to figure another way to kill you...something that’ll be more fun, ha, ha...!”
Approaching the board, Diane suddenly stopped midway and held still. Confused, Earl simply hung there and watched. Despite his pain, the guy was nevertheless a little curious as to why she came to a halt.
Just standing there, the brunette stared away and away at the tiny mutilated naked little man. As her heart rate went up, she felt a sensation in her clit, causing her to reach down and massage her pussy.
“ Oh..., there’s something about seeing you hang there helplessly that really gets me off!’, said Diane, pulling down on her skirt now.
After she stepped over the material, the woman took off her jacket and tossed it aside. Done with that, she removed her white blouse and underwear. Standing there totally naked except for her knee high stiletto works of art, she again reached for her crotch with her right hand and fingered herself, taking her left breast into her other hand.
Fondling her nipple, she simultaneously continued to play with her cunt, working herself up. Slowly, she approached Earl as he still hung there like some victim of the ancient Romans. When she stood before the bulletin board, the sick wench moved her face closer and closer to the little man and extended her tongue.
“ Oh, mmmmm, yes...!”, moaned Diane, still massaging her pussy and playing with her tits.
Gently, the dark-haired lady began licking away at Earl, slurping up his blood, sucking in as much of the red stuff as she could.
Again and again, her tongue moved over his frame, slowly exploring every corner of his wretched being.
“ You taste pretty good...you know, mmmm....!”
“ Please, help, I can’t breath...give me air!”
“ Oh...., mmmmmm!’, mumbled Diane, finally bursting forth with an orgasm, cuming all over her fingers.
Through, the diabolical woman moved her head back a few inches and reached for the little guy. “ Guess I’ll take you down now...right?”
After she removed the pencils and thumb tacks, evil Diane returned with Earl back to her desk and placed him atop the oak surface.
Suddenly, the phone rang. Taking up the receiver, Diane said, “ Hello, Western Savings and Loan...how can I help you?”
“ What kind of accounts do you offer?”, ask a perspective customer.
“ Oh, all kinds of accounts...” Going on, Diane explained some of the details.
As she spoke, she turned around, letting her nice naked ass face little Earl. Helplessly, the man stared up at her beautiful posterior as the gorgeous thing loomed above him, mocking the insignificant guy. Then, while she got deeper and deeper into the conversation, Diane slowly leaned back and lowered her ass down upon the desk.
In terror, Earl looked up as her butt made its decent, coming closer and closer.
“ Diane, look out, don’t sit on me, watch out!”, screamed Earl as he desperately tried to move out of the way, having difficulty due to his injuries.
Despite all his efforts, he wasn’t fast enough. A split second later, helpless and unfortunate Earl was crushed to death by her amazing behind, pressing itself down upon him, killing he tiny creature.
“ Damn, fuck...!”, yelled Diane as she realized what she did.
“ What did you just say?’, ask the person on the other end.
“ Tell you what...”, said Diane, “ Today’s my last day on the job...call back tomorrow if you need more help, ha, ha...!”
Before the person could respond, she hung up the receiver and quickly got up, saying to herself, “ Damn it...and I wanted to really torture the guy...now look at all the fun I lost!” Shaking her head, she went, “ Oh well, better clean myself up, get dressed, and get the hell outta here before I’m discovered.”
Wasting no time, she grabbed some tissue, wiped off Earl’s remains from her ass, went into the office lavatory, flushed him away, and returned to her desk. In a hurry, she got dressed, grabbed his clothes and the money bags together with her purse and left the suite, quickly going down with the elevator to her black Mustang parked in the underground garage.
Once everything was in her vehicle, she got in herself and took off, headed for the nearest interstate, leaving her apartment and everything behind, never to return.
Somewhere, fifty or sixty miles away, she stopped and shoved his clothes
down a sewer, got back into the car, and drove off into the sunset.
The End