- The last tale was such a hit,
- but people thought my rhyming was shit.
- So to avoid things getting gory,
- I�m going to tell a different story.
- It was a late night for Kumiko. The office was empty and dark, everyone having gone home for the day.
- Kumiko twirled a pencil between her fingers, going over the figures for her boss�s proposal to the executives.
- She was bored out of her head. She had already checked over the document twice, but she had to make sure it
- was perfect, or her boss would give her hell. She propped arms up on the desk, eyes drooping. She was so tired.
- She had already done enough work, surely a nap couldn�t hurt?
- In an instant, Kumiko was dreaming. She imagined herself stuck in the cleavage of a giant woman, relaxing
- in the mushy mounds. She was overjoyed as she crawled across her flesh, reaching the engorged, swollen nipple.
- She took the fist-sized tip into her mouth and began to suck in joy. She giggled as warm milk splashed her
- across the face.
- Kumiko woke with a start, glaring groggily. She rubbed her eyes with her sleeve, which had fallen over her hand.
- She looked back at the screen, surprised. The font appeared a lot larger than what her boss normally used.
- She leaned back in her chair, her earrings irritating with newfound weight. She began to realize something was
- amiss when her feet lifted off the floor.
- She spun back from the desk, looking down at her body. Her skirt and belt had dropped to the floor.
- Her brief fantasy had triggered the shrinking again, and unless she did something to stop it, she would
- get too small to finish her work! Glancing at her watch, she came to a quick, though unwise decision:
- She�d get off in the office while no one was around.
- Her body collapsed in on itself. She braced her left arm on the seat chair, the sleeve bunching up tightly
- between her shoulder and watch. One of her shoes fall off her tiny foot, taking the stockings with it.
- Her other shoe dangled precariously on her little toes. Kumiko stroked her womanhood roughly, squealing
- with joy from the sensations coursing through her, her petiteness becoming more pronounced with time.
- It was this sexual stimulation that contributed to Kumiko not noticing a co-worker about to enter looking for her�
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