This choice: Demoted to Thea's Seat Cushion • Go Back...Chapter #6Demoted to Thea's Seat Cushion by: Unknown Laurel was exhausted, and it was only noon. She had a mountain of case work to do, and new work was being added faster than she could complete it. It was also scheduled to be Thea's first day of community service working with her. She wasn't sure how much she could expect from Thea, but at this point she'd take any help she could get. If These could sort some papers into filing cabinets it'd free up a few precious minutes for the overworked lawyer.
Noon. Lunchtime. Laurel thought, looking longingly at her office door. She wanted to take a break, but didn't have the time. She'd have to order delivery. Picking up the phone, she dialed the Big Belly Burger down the street. As she held on the line, she noticed something odd.
"Did we get new phones?" Laurel muttered, noticing her phone was much heavier in her hand than she was used to. She tried to scoot her chair forward and get a closer look, but her feet swept over the floor without hitting it. Looking down, she saw her legs weren't even close to the ground, and the phone was only getting heavier.
"Big Belly Burger, how can I help you?"
"Help! I'm shrinking! I don't know what's going on!" Laurel said, now barely able to reach her desk.
"Yeah right, call back if you want some food kid." An annoyed voice muttered, before slamming the phone down on the hook. Laurel could hear the dial tone ringing above as the phone fell out of her hand onto her desk. She couldn't reach it anymore, and she was starting to shrink faster. Before long, she was standing on her desk chair, not even as tall as the armrest. But the shrinking had stopped at least.
"Oh my God..." Laurel said, smacking her face to try and wake herself up. The couldn't be real, right? She was only an inch tall, standing on her desk chair. The only plus side was that somehow her clothes had shrunken with her, which only made the whole thing more mysterious. She needed to find help, fast.
She walked towards the edge of her chair and looked down, seeing the hardwood office floor several stories below. Why had she stayed on the chair? How was she supposed to get down? She would be stuck here until either her size came back or someone came to find her.
Laurel's panicking was interrupted by a knock on her door. A second later, Thea Queen poked her head in.
Laurel hadn't exactly been excited about supervising Thea's community service, but now she was thrilled to see the giant girl. Without her, no one would have come into her office for several hours.
"Laurel? Helllooo?" Thea said, looking around the office. "Must be in the bathroom." Thea shrugged and hung up her jacket, figuring she might as well just wait in the office for Laurel. Already bored, she walked over to Laurel's desk, wondering what kind of work she'd have to do.
Noticing the phone was off the hook, Thea grabbed it and put it to her ear. She heard nothing but a dial tone. "Huh, weird." she muttered, placing the phone back on the hook.
"Thea! Thea!" Laurel yelled up at the giant teen, hoping to be noticed. She had no such luck though. Her voice wasn't loud enough at this size, her gray suit barely contrasted from the chair cushion, and there was simply no reason for Thea to be checking office chairs for shrunken lawyers.
Thea didn't even consider that Laurel was still in the room. It's not like she could be there and not be obviously visible, right? She decided to just take a seat and wait for her court ordered overseer to return. She casually kicked her foot forward, sliding Laurel's chair back out from under the desk.
This was anything but casual for Laurel. As the chair she was camped out on slid backwards, she was thrown back too, leaving her sprawled out on her back like a flipped turtle. When she finished flailing to orient herself, she saw the one thing she feared most: Thea's giant butt, clad in tight black dress pants. As Thea reached across the table to pick up one of Laurel's papers, Laurel saw Thea's pants tighten, highlighting the massive delinquent's ass cheeks. When she stood up straight again, Laurel feared the worst was about to happen.
"THEA! DONT SIT DOWN!" Laurel yelled, but she had never been a particularly loud screamer, and her tiny size did little to help. Thea's butt was heading right towards her, and there was nowhere for her to go.
WHUMP
Thea's butt settled into the seat, sinking a little into the soft cushion. Her ears perked up as well, sure she'd just heard someone call her name. She turned to look over her shoulder, but there was no one behind the seat. As far as she could tell, she was completely alone. "Ugh, only 500 hours to go." Thea groaned, putting her feet up on Laurel's desk and leaning back in her seat.
Laurel wished she was alone. Instead, she was facing the complete and unrelenting weight of Thea Queen bearing down on her. That a skinny twig of a girl like Thea could be this heavy was unfathomable, even if Thea did carry most of her weight in her butt. When Thea leaned back, Laurel felt the additional weight roll onto her, threatening to turn her into a lawyer pancake. She had to get out from under this spoiled brat's butt, and fast.
What happens?
1. Thea decides she might as well start working, and begins sorting through papers on Laurel's desk, shifting, bouncing, and twisting in her seat throughout the process.
2. Laurel manages to squeeze her way out from under Thea's butt, leaving her trapped between the heiress's thighs.
3. Laurel manages to bite Thea's ass, getting her attention but also royally pissing her off.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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