You ended up getting a desk job at a buisness corporation. There were very little tiny workers, so no accommodations were made for you once you started work. It took you half an hour just to finish one document as you had to run around the keyboard to type.
Your row of fellow desk workers were for the most part pleasant. Some were in thier 30's with a stuble and clothes filled with a large build while others looked to be in college and have athletic forms. There were cases where you almost got stepped on, but they were due to obliviousness and you always recieved an apology.
The major downside and fear of being a tiny at this office job were the workers known as the higher ups. As their name suggests these men are in promoted positions, more wealthy, and loved to show it. You and others dressed causally while the highers wore expensive suits and shoes.
Being a tiny made you more of a target to the higher ups. They always sneer down at you and stomped too close for comfort or held thier loafers over you while comparing you to a insect.
One time a messenger brought you to a higher up's office and set you on the guest seat. The suited man then walked in and acted as if he couldn't see you and sat on you, smashing you under his bubble butt for ten minutes. After getting up he gave an apology that you knew was fake as he held a satisfied smirk.
Today you decided to head to the break room, dodging numerous shoes close to flattening you. You soon bumped into the material of a shoe and were engulfed in a shadow.
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