“Hello, little man,” a deep voice boomed so loud I felt the bass of it in my chest as I slowly opened my eyes. I felt dizzy and my eyes were blurry. I could feel the hardness of wood against my bare skin. Did I pass out?
As my vision started to sharpen, I found myself looking up at my boss, Nick. in his signature blue suit. But I realized I wasn’t just looking up at him, I was looking way up at him.
I scrambled to my feet and saw the now-vast expanse of our office around me. Looking back at Nick, with his furry hand the size of a sedan resting on the floor in front of me, I realized I was standing on my boss’ desk. I screamed up at him, “What’s happening?”
His wolfish grin shifted into a boyish laugh. It sounded like he was whispering into a megaphone when he said, “What do you mean, Chuck?” He reached his hand forward and pinched my tiny waist between his tree trunk fingers, lifting me off the ground effortlessly until I was right in front of his face.
I could see every detail of the older man’s handsome, gargantuan face as waves of hot, acrid breath spilled over my helpless body and filled my tiny lungs. I clasped my hands over my ears when his voice rumbled through my body as he said, “You’re so adorable like this. Don’t you like it?”
I roared back at him, but by the amusement on his face I knew it must have sounded more like a squeak, “You need to put me back!”
Nick’s face went cold and he bared his teeth as he growled, “I’m the boss, little man.” He swung his fingers down against his palm and encased me in his massive fist, slowly blocking out the fluorescent lights of the office until it was pitch black and I felt his rough skin closing in around me. “I could crush you like a bug.”
I screamed as his powerful hands clenched until it was tight as a vice. But it didn’t hurt. I felt the pressure his fingers flattening my tiny body against his palm, but there was no pain. And then he released, opening his hand with me lying on his palm unharmed as he laughed. “Got you,” he declared.
“It’s not all bad, little buddy.” He grabbed my thigh between his forefinger and thumb as he explained, “You’re little, but you’re basically immortal. Watch.” My eyes went wide as I watched him flatten my leg to nothing and then release. It just inflated back to normal in seconds.
He lifted me up to his lips, pushing his massive red tongue between them. In one lick, he drenched my naked body in his warm saliva and said, “Heck, I could swallow you down and you’d just pop out the other end a few hours later no worse for wear.” He tipped his hand toward his waiting mouth and I scrambled away from it until he broke out laughing and pulled me away on his palm. “But we’ll save that experiment for the next time you misbehave.”
“Did you do this?” I yelled, stifling my anger in light of that last threat.
Nick nodded and said, “Yup.”
“How?”
“Don’t you worry about that,” he condescended as he patted me on the head with such strength it knocked me on my ass. “You’re mine now. So just focus on getting used to it.”
Before I could say anything else, his eyes flicked toward his computer and he muttered, “Shit. I’m late for a meeting.” He looked back at me and grinned. “Better keep you somewhere safe. I don’t want you falling out of my pocket after all.”
He glanced around the office before I felt myself plummet in his palm and heard a great ripping noise. Looking over the edge of my fleshy platform, I saw Nick unzipping his fly. I looked up at him and screamed in protest, but he just pulled the waistband of his briefs loose and dumped his hand over to send my tumbling down into his bulging underwear.
I fell face-first in and landed on a fleshy sack covered in hair, but when I reached around to right myself, I felt a bowling ball-sized globe inside that shifted when I touched it. Enough office light pierced the fabric of Nick’s briefs that I was able to see a tube of flesh longer than I was tall curled up inside this prison with me.
He slammed me into he massive cock with a light pat as he said, “I hope you like your roommate. He’s certainly taking a liking to you.” He wasn’t kidding. It was a magnificent thing to watch this close as Nick’s manhood swelled against the fabric. As he grew, his briefs pressed me tighter and tighter against the great, meaty shaft. And then everything went dark as that great ripping sound filled my ears again and his pants were again zipped up.
I was trapped in here with a cock the size of a truck. When I stopped to consider that on its own, I wasn’t sure whether it sounded more like a dream or a nightmare to me. I didn’t realize it then, but I was already getting used to this new life.
Look, I’d love to be every part of this. I’d love to have an indestructible living tiny man. I’d love to BE that man. And I’d love to have an indestrucrible tiny version of myself for us both to enjoy.
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