This choice: Rebecca Lewis, your high school bully • Go Back...Chapter #3Property of Rebecca Lewis by: Unknown You gulped as you saw your worst nightmare standing outside your door: Rebecca Lewis, your high school bully and new coworker.
"What are you doing here Rebecca?" You asked, trying to sound confident. It clearly didn't work.
"How about 'It's good to see you Rebecca.' or 'How have you been Rebecca?'" The giant woman challenged, smirking at the tiny trembling man. "I haven't seen you since you ditched me after prom after all."
You shuddered as the memory came rushing back. The last time you'd seen Rebecca was her last night of high school, Rebecca's senior prom. She'd asked you to be her date, forced you to say yes, then quickly made clear that your dance partners for the night would be her ass cheeks. She'd formed you into a thong and kept you hidden under her dress as she danced the night away. You'd only gotten away when she went to a friend's house after prom, got drunk, and went for a swim in the pool, giving you enough time to reform and get away. That was five years ago now, but you still had nightmares sometimes where you saw Rebecca's giant bare ass hanging over you as you were slowly pulled up her legs towards her crack...
"Don't worry, I forgive you for being a bad date. I'm just here because I need you to sign some papers for work before your first day." Rebecca explained, waving a stack of documents at him. "Just standard NDAs and tax stuff, and then I'll be on my way."
You couldn't sign the papers fast enough. All you wanted was to get Rebecca away from your home before she decided that she wanted you as her dance partner again. She'd brought you large copies of the papers rather than tiny adjusted ones, so you had to walk along the pages, dragging a pen behind you to complete your signature. As soon as you finished the last one, she snatched the document out from under you, causing you to sprawl backwards onto your butt and leaving you looking up at your nemesis.
"God, you're even dumber than you were in high school." Rebecca sighed, holding up the paper in front of him. "This is for the best though, clearly a lawyer who doesn't even read a contract before signing it wouldn't have been of any use to us. At least, not as a lawyer."
Your voice caught in your throat as you saw the paper Rebecca had just gotten you to sign. The words on the third line spelled your doom: "General Usage Contract. Owner: Rebecca Lewis". You didn't get a word in before she grabbed you, instantly squeezing you into a unrecognizable blob.
"So what do you wanna do first runt? It's been a while since I've gotten to squish you after all. Though of course we have nothing but time now." Rebecca teased, squeezing your doughy form in her hand like a stress ball. "I've got some new ideas, but talking about prom also got me pretty nostalgic. You were the comfiest thong I ever wore, and that includes some tiny guys I tried on in college."
What does Rebecca decide to do with you?
1. She wants you back as her thong, and she isn't willing to wait any longer.
2. She pops you in her mouth and turns you into chewing gum as she walks home.
3. FLASHBACK: Jump back to the night of prom and your horrific night with Rebecca, as she reminisices about the last time she saw you.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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