What's More Convenient...? - Chapter 22

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Chapter 22

Kyle was in between his boss’s massive thighs. The thick, fleshy thighs of a Seven-foot-amazon! Her thighs were so massive, so thick, his fingers were sinking in her soft flesh as he held to them.

Kyle’s never been in this position, now he had no other choice. But at least he can look at the bright side, right? Her body feels so soft, her sex so hot!

Sure, she was a mature woman, but her body was a bombshell! Way taller than he would’ve wanted, and she was way meaner than any lady he’d like to do this for, but it was what it was.

He should not focus on whose pussy this is, he should not try to listen to the voice of the woman moaning, all he should care for is his own pleasure! Just as Mrs. Sinclair does, she only cares for herself and her joy, why shouldn’t he do the same?

“Mmm, ohh… yes! yes! YES!” She screamed as she pushed his face deeper into her pussy.

Kyle was doing a good job, he was making her feel the pleasure, the real one! He was filling her luscious mind with the stimulation she wanted. Kyle was giving her exactly what she wanted. Meanwhile, he was getting what HE wanted.

This was not him being humiliated and used by an amazon, this was him, a 5´5” man, showing this massive woman he can make her quiver! That he can make her tremble! That she’ll end up like jelly in between his hands! He’s not weak! Once he’s done, the only weak thing here will be her legs!

Her moaning was his way to know if he was doing good. It was his song, his rhythm, his hymn! He was going to give her everything, even what she didn’t ask for!

That’s right, the shrunken man was going to make her crumble! To make her feel it! For her to kneel before him! Ok, maybe not kneel, but at least he was proving his real value. He’s not worthless, he’s not just a shrinking man, he’s a man! He’s got a voice! He’s got courage!

And he’s got his head pinned between Mrs. Sinclair massive thighs. Her legs were twitching, he was good at this, maybe too good actually. But he could take it, a gentle squashing from her thighs was not going to make him stop! In fact, it’ll fuel him!

Every time she did this, he only pushed harder. Her pussy was so hot, so moisty. So fat also, was it because she’s a seven-foot woman? Her whole body had thickened, and her pussy was not the exception. Larger, thicker, deeper even! But he was perfectly capable of pleasing her.

He was going to make this woman crumble! For every time she’s humiliated him, for every time she’s belittled him, for every inch she’s taken from him! This is going to be her way to pay!

And he doesn’t care if, in the end, she likes it! This is his redemption to himself, this is his way to prove himself he’s still enough! That he’s not a pushover, that he’s tougher than he looks!

—

Mrs. Sinclair moaned and moaned. A few times she was capable of speaking, he was just so good at this, how? No man had ever made her feel this way.

Her nipples were as hard as they could be, her breasts were bouncing as jolts of pleasure ran through her spine. After a while, she let go of him, he was not going anywhere. She used her free hands to hold onto the table. To say he was good at this wouldn’t be fair. He was amazing! Or was it her?

Maybe all of the growth has turned her into a very sensitive lady? Her pussy and nipples are weaker than they were? Her tits are certainly perkier, but this can’t be. The guy between her legs must have a very special tongue.

Kyle only had a goal, that’s the truth. Right now he was not a man, he was a machine! And his goal, his mission, was to make the amazon succumb, to make her come and prove he’s THE MAN!

Kyle was on fire! How libido, his stamina, his tongue! He was going to make her quiver! Tremble! To make her crumble before him! No matter how long it takes!

In the meantime, her words just kept encouraging him.

“Yes! YES!!”

“G-good!!!”

“D-deeper! S-strong-uh… yes!” 

The fact that she was barely capable of making full sentences, if those could be considered as such, fueled him. 

In reality, he was still a 5´5” man who was standing before a 7´ woman. She was a giant! A goddess! Each of her legs must be way bigger than him. Each of her tits, much bigger than his head. She was monumental! She was powerful! She was in control! But, at least for this while, he’d like to think he’s the one in control.

That she’s moving at his rhythm, that he’s dominating her. That she’s the clay in her hands. But why does he want to think this? Well, that’s because it’s the other way around. He’s not the dominant one, he’s not the one in control.

And as the shrinking goes on, as she keeps taking inches from him, he knows he’s her puppet. He’s the clay she’ll mold until he becomes her slave. Is there a way to get out of this? Probably, but who knows when that time will come…

—

“OOHHH!” She moaned, and it was so hard he was afraid the people outside could hear.

It took him nearly half-an-hour, but she was finally there, on the edge, in the climax point! By then, Kyle was covered in sweat! And so was she. Mrs. Sinclair was a big, sweaty amazon, her thighs were all wet, but not as wet as he was going to get.

Soon, she exploded! Her pussy showered him with her juices. This was his… medal? It was his way to prove, without the need of words or moaning, that she truly came. Her feminine juices were all over his face, all over his chest. An amazon like her produces a lot of fluids!

“Ohh… sooo good…” she lied back to rest.

Kyle stood up. He was soaked with her juices. He saw as her breasts went up and down as she took deep breaths. This was him defeating the amazon! And her cum were the juices of triumph! Was it bad for him to think he’s some sort of hero and this was his mission? He’ll hold onto any sort of victory he can get.

“I bet you liked it…” he spoke, standing tall and triumphantly.

“Oh, yes… you were… marvelous!” Mrs. Sinclair declared.

This was music to his ears. He’s not a short guy she can force to do whatever she wants. No matter if she knows about the shrinking or not. Mrs. Sinclair has no power over him! She’s not the one in control! He is! It’s him who’s special! It’s him who’s in charge! It’s him who…

“Want me to pay you back?” she asked. 

Just as he was feeling so good and triumphant, she spoke.

“Pay? How?” He asked.

Mrs. Sinclair stood, or at least tried to. Kyle was removing her pussy juices from him as she got off the desk.

Just like he wanted, it was hard for her. Her knees were trembling, her legs felt weak! But… just for a second. And to think he thought she was crumbling, she was not, it was a minor issue.

Soon, Mrs. Sinclair was back at her feet, dwarfing him as she stood at her 7´ new stature. Her breasts were so much bigger, it was hard to see her face from close, so he took a step back.

“Yes, I thought you were going to be so bad at this. But you proved me wrong!” Yes! So wrong! He’s more than capable… to please her? Well, that doesn’t sound as good, but it’s a victory he’ll take.

“Well, I am a box of surprises.” He chuckled.

“Of course you are. Now, since you’ve made me feel so good… how about I make you feel good?” Mrs. Sinclair said as she walked to her desk.

Her naked butt, swaying and bouncing sensuously as she walked. It was so wide, so firm, so round! He swallowed, he felt his cock throbbing just by looking at it.

She said she was going to make him feel good, what does she mean? Is she going to give him his size back?!

Wouldn’t it be good? Now that she’s such an amazon, making him stand back at 5´11”, that would be nice, wouldn’t it? He still wouldn’t compare to her, he’d still be tiny next to her. Will she be as generous?

No, but her boss has another idea…

“You’ve truly made me cum. And, oh, I enjoyed every second of it. Now, as a… bonus for your hard work, I’d like to give you a reward.” He swallowed. Him? Getting a reward?

“Now, come lie on my lap, I’ll give you a little something back…” she added.

“I… I don’t get it…” lie on her lap? What for?

“Oh, sweetheart. Don’t be so naive, I’m going to jerk you off!” She’s what?!

Jerk him off? Was she really making an offer to… masturbate him?

Why? Was it because she thinks he’s not inferior? Did he do that good of a job?

No, she knows who’s the boss, she knows she’s in charge. This is just a little reward she, genuinely, wants to give him. And he’s not wasting this chance.

She came, it took him a lot, but she ended up succumbing to him. He wants her to see how hard it will be for her to make him come. He’ll resist, he’ll make her work hard for it.

As he approaches her, as he climbs and lies on her lap, he can picture the future.

He’ll lie there, his cock as hard as it can be, his whole member throbbing triumphantly as she struggles to make him cum! She’ll get tired! She’ll break in sweat before she can get a drop out of him!

He was not going to make it any easy to her!

“Ready, honey?” Mrs. Sinclair said, his hard member already pointing at her.

“Oh, I’m ready…” Good luck to her, he’s not going to be coming any time soon…

—

“OoooOOOHHH!” He came, and it took her very little time.

“No way, already? But it’s been like a minute!” She said, her hand already covered with his hot cum.

It was a little over two minutes, but it doesn’t compare to the whole half-an-hour it took him to make her come. He used his whole mouth, he also used his neck muscles, his back and even his legs! He was moving in such a way he knew she was going to come!

Mrs. Sinclair, on the other hand, only used a hand. Her long fingers were wrapped around his member and she began to jerk him off.

He thought she was going to struggle, but during the first few seconds, he could already feel the cum churning inside his balls. For a minute, he tried to resist, he breathed in slowly, he tried to tense his cock. As if he could actually stop the cum from coming out.

Within a moment, he came, and it felt so good. Her hands were so soft, his view was such a tease! He wanted to see her face, to note the exact moment when she’d show signs of struggling, instead, he only met her breasts. He could see her face, but her boobs caught his attention.

They were bouncing, up and down, so heavily as she jerked him off. Those massive breasts, her enormously fleshy boobs, they were the perfect tease.

In the end, he gave up so easily. He can’t consider himself a warrior anymore, he’s not as victorious as he thought.

He was lying over her lap, trying to catch his breath.

“So soon? Oh my… I bet you truly had a crush on me! I barely touched you! HAHAHA.” She’s laughing at him! That’s so rude!

“Hey! I… that’s unkind.” He protested.

“Sorry, it’s just… ok, maybe you were too teased by going down on me. But I truly thought you were going to last longer… now what? Maybe… do you want to play with my boobs?” she asked.

“Well…” her boobs? Can he? Is she actually going to let him fondle with her massive breasts?

“Of course! Or maybe you can suck! Would you like to suck on momma’s titty? Hmm?” Of course, he should’ve known she was not going to waste this chance to tease him in such a way. Can’t she stop with the mommy-bullshit already?

“No, if you’re putting it like that, then no. I only need a place to get cleaned up.” He said.

“Haha, you think I’m letting you use my personal bathroom? No way.” she said.

“What?! but… I can’t go out like this!” He complained.

“Why not?” she asked.

“I’m covered in your cum! Your… juices are all over my face! And chest! I don’t want to… smell like your pussy all day!” he protested.

“You know, some people would love to smell like my pussy. You should be flattered.” she started, rising from her seat, only to look more powerful and dominant.

“Come on, just let me in. It’ll take me a minute!” He begged.

She likes to see him beg, now what can she get out of this? A massage? No, his hands must be too weak. What can she ask him for? And how can it make it so that he’s also annoyed by it? Should she make him wear her underwear? No…

But the answer’s too obvious! It’s something she’s teased him about so many times before! Something that he dislikes so much. Something that annoys him and also can be used to humiliate him a little.

Mrs. Sinclair smiled wickedly as she came to her answer.

“I’ll let you…” she started.

“For real?” He knows, deep down, that this can’t be as easy.

“Of course! But, you have to ask me properly.” she declared, her smile growing from ear to ear.

“Properly? Oh, right. Mrs. Sinclair, can I PLEASE use your bathroom?” Manners, that’s what it must be.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, that’s not it, honey.” she said, waving a finger at him.

“Then what?” He asked.

“Well, since I know how much you hate it, I’ll make you say it this way. You have to call me mommy! You have to ask your “mommy” if you can use the bathroom. Mommy Sinclair will do.” She said.

“WHAT?! Are you crazy?” This was it, he’s NOT doing it!

But he made a mistake, did he just call her crazy? She was so happy, so joyful she would’ve let it slide, but he had to call her crazy.

“Crazy? Did you just dare call me crazy?!” He swallowed.

“N-no, I… I was…” How did things go so wrong so fast?

“I think someone needs to learn some manners. Now, for your insolence, you’ll go down to 5´4”. You’re now 5´4”.” She said as he shrank that one-inch. It wasn’t much, but it was the beginning, just her way to warn him for the worse. “Now, if you don’t do as I’ve said, I’ll make you go down to five-feet! I was just trying to have my share of fun, calling me crazy, oh that could get you fired. But I know something that will work way better…” He has to do as she said or else… he’s walking out of here even shorter?

He swallowed. This couldn’t be happening! Why was she always the winner? Why did things always go her way? She left him no choice, his options are very limited now. He can’t afford losing more size.

“Please, Mrs… Mommy Sinclair, can I use your bathroom?” She was looking at him with angry eyes, but as he spoke, she smiled.

Mrs. Sinclair bent over and pinched his cheek. “Aww, was it that hard?” This was so stupid, but this is his life now.

“Very well, go ahead. But make sure to be quick! Oh, and if  you want mommy to give you a hand, just ask!” She’s so annoying.

—

She got what he wanted. In fact, she got a lot more than just that.

She made him turn her into a seven-foot-amazon! And she shrank him down to 5´4”, but it could’ve been way worse.

Why is his life like this?

“Kyle, hurry up!” Mrs. Sinclair knocked on the door. He’s been here for five minutes, why can't she give him some privacy? Well, the last thing he wants is for her to make him shrink more.

“Ok, just… give me a second… mommy. I’m almost done!” He said.

“HAHAHA! Oh, you don’t have to call me that anymore! But you made me laugh, fine, five more minutes. Only because I got a free gig.” Why is she always talking this way? He’s a person, not just her employee.

Besides, she can’t do this kind of stuff! But if he said something, he knows she’ll shrink him into nothing. He needs to find Aurora and fix this. 

Apologizing to her must be less humiliating than being the boss’s pet!

—

At the end of the day, he was back at his apartment. The only good thing about shrinking is that his place looks bigger.

“Aurora! I know you can hear me! Show yourself up! Please?” He was so tired of this, but the last thing he wants to do is piss the witch off.

There was also a chance she wouldn't show up. How can he know she’s always listening to him? Well, she told him she was always aware of him.

Will she show up when he asks her to?