Giantess Grows Restless at Work
Tiny's Test the Patience of Their Giantess
The giantess, Sasha, sat at her office desk, fingers drumming impatiently on the wood surface. She couldn't wait until her shift ended so she could rush to the concert venue. Her gaze fell upon her tiny secretary, standing on the corner of the desk, staring up at her in awe. A small smirk tugged at her lips as an idea formed.
"Tiny, come here," she commanded, her voice booming through the quiet office. The tiny man quaked, knowing he'd displeased her, but he approached nonetheless. Sasha's eyes gleamed as she ran a finger along his cheek, tracing the outline of his jawline. "You know what I need?" she murmured, her breath tickling his ear. Without waiting for a response, she snapped her fingers, and the room around them shrank, dwarfing the tiny man before her.
With a wicked grin, Sasha lowered herself onto her chair, spreading her legs wide. "I need a massage," she purred, her tone laced with danger. The tiny man hesitated, knowing better than to cross his employer, but she saw the defiance in his eyes. "Don't make me repeat myself," she growled, leaning forward to grab him by the collar. He could feel the heat radiating off her body, and it both terrified and aroused him.
Reluctantly, the tiny man began massaging Sasha's legs, his hands barely making an impression on her smooth skin. He spoke back to her with an attitude, daring to challenge his much larger captor. It was a mistake. Sasha reached down and snatched him up, her mouth opening wide. The tiny man screamed as he felt himself being pulled into her gaping maw. His world went dark, and all he could feel was the warm, wet sensation of being swallowed whole.
As Sasha savored her tiny snack, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. Two other tinies had been complaining about their tasks, and she knew she'd have to deal with them soon. For now, though, she relished the taste of power in her mouth. After work, she prepared a quick snack of tiny on toast, but when the tinies refused to go down easily, she'd had enough. It was time for a less dignified punishment for the last tiny standing...
