“You know what?” You began. “I actually think working as your assistant could be pretty beneficial! I think it’d really help me to be more organized and responsible. If you’ll have me, I’m more than happy to help!”
Though you hadn’t thought it possible, Lilyana’s face radiated even more beauty, as her sensual lips curled into a shining smile. “I will absolutely accept your help, little one!” She giggled melodically. “You will be very appreciated while aiding me with my tasks. I accept you, little one!”
Mariah didn’t exactly hide her rejection, thrusting out her lip in an adorable pout, but it was quickly replaced with affection towards her spouse. She gave Lilyana a playfully bump with her butt and laughed. “Don’t work the tiny cutie too hard, babe! Sometimes it can be hard for even ME to keep up with your whirlwind work ethic!”
Avery’s head bobbled up and down energetically. “OMG, this is way too cool! My new adorable roomie working as my mom’s assistant! I totes need you to plan a big party for me and my friends sometime, once you’re a pro!” The pink-haired girl winked at you.
“It’s a good opportunity, huh, Hunter?” Morgan asked. “You can trust my mom to treat you well and pay you fairly. Plus, the three of us can drop by and visit from time to time.” She glanced at Quinn. “Er…not to impose, Quinn.”
Your apathetic roommate shook her head, the faintest smile playing at the corners of her lips. ‘No problem. That party idea Avery mentioned actually sounds fun…I guess.”
Lilyana clapped her hands together. “Then we have reached an agreement! You can start tomorrow, little one. Do not worry, I will take very good care of you. However, I do have high expectations of you.” She kneeled before you and extended her thumb as a sign of an unstated work relationship beginning.
Admittedly, you weren’t entirely sure what your job as a personal assistant was going to entail. You didn’t know the first thing about event coordinating, and it wasn’t as if you could carry anything for her at your diminutive size. Still, looking up at her towering, beautiful form, you felt compelled to push forward with this plan. The last thing you wanted was to upset Lilyana.
After a long moment, you snapped yourself out of your thoughts and grasped Lilyana’s entire thumb with your hands, shaking it up and down with a smile. Lilyana grinned, her countenance radiating like an angel’s.
“I look forward to seeing you tomorrow, my new little assistant!” She laughed lightly.
*****
The evening wasn’t entirely uneventful, but that was to be expected in your hectic, accident-prone life. Lilyana stepped on you twice while walking back and forth between the living room and the kitchen, and Mariah plopped her shapely booty onto you because she’d forgotten which seat you had taken, resulting in you spending nearly an hour squished under her thick derriere. Still, it could’ve’ been worse. Each woman apologized…though you couldn’t help but see a flash of something more in their eyes each time they discovered you and realized their blunder. They eventually left, with Lilyana promising to swing by in the morning and pick you up for your first day of work.
*****
The next morning, Morgan woke you up and fixed you breakfast, and afterwards you cleaned yourself up and changed into fresh clothes. Lilyana arrived a few minutes earlier than she had stated, striding inside with an elegant demeanor and soft apology to Morgan for being early. While distracted, she spared no backwards look at the couch (which is where you were waiting for her to notice you), and instead began to sit down atop you.
“Mrs. Sinclair, wait!” You cried out, and you madly threw yourself out of her way, falling forward off the couch right as Lilyana’s sculpted booty plopped onto the couch. You landed in a heap on the ground by her feet. Surprisingly, Lilyana heard you, but now had no idea where you had ended up.
“Oh my! Little one, did I sit on you?” Lilyana asked with worry. Standing up to check the couch, Lilyana shifted her feet as she turned, and in that one motion sealed your fate. As she twisted, her left heel dragged over your body, squashing you flat mercilessly. The sharp point of her heels tore your flimsy clothes to shreds, leaving you nude and flattened.
Thankfully, fate partially smiled on you, and Lilyana spotted your squished face sticking out from under her heel after a few minutes of searching. She quickly peeled you off and let you reform in her palm as she looked down at you with worry.
“I am so sorry, little one.” Lilyana gushed, practically petting you with her finger in what you assumed was a gesture of kindness. “I did not hear your cry until it was too late!”
Fighting to reform your head from under her finger, you managed to shout up to her. “Nothing…I can’t…uh…h-handle, boss!” Your cheeks flushed brightly with embarrassment. “I l-lost my clothes…though.”
Lilyana withdrew her hand with a short gasp, which was quickly replaced by a soft giggle. You were now burning entirely red with awkwardness as you reformed in her palm. Desperate for literally anything to stop this terrible first impression, you scrambled for the tattered clothes lying around you (that weren’t still stuck to the bottom of Lilyana’s heels. Surprisingly, you managed to fashion a makeshift pair of shorts, so at least you had some modesty.
Lilyana’s beautiful face split into a huge smile, and she nodded approvingly. “Ah, you are so quick with thinking of solutions! You are definitely going to be a perfect assistant!” She cupped her hands around you to form a sort of barrier. “Now, we must hurry. It is a busy day.”
“Of course! I’ll do whatever I need to, boss!” You gave the elegant giantess a thumbs up, and then you and her were off.
Lilyana carried you carefully out into her car, and set you down inside of the nearest cupholder. This was because the rest of her car was fit to burst at the seams with bags upon bags of party supplies and other such goods.
As she drove, Lilyana spared quick glances down at you. “Now, little one, this will be a hectic day for your first as my assistant. Today is the bachelorette party of my client, a girl named Iris. It is a small party, but that does not make my planning duties any less essential. She informed me that there would be about eight guests in attendance. All of her bridesmaids.”
You took a second to process all of that. “Uh…okay. What do I need to do?”
“Well, we shall have to see when we get to the venue. The party is being held at a luxury hotel about an hour from here. The bride-to-be and her bridesmaids rented out one of their dining rooms for the entire day. It is up to them what they want to do, but I did plan a full schedule of food, drink, and games.”
You scratched your head. “I’ll be honest, I don’t know how much I can pitch in to help. But, if there’s even a single thing you think of that I’m suitable for, then I’m all in!”
Lilyana smiled warmly. “I appreciate that, you adorable thing. I will try to make this day as fulfilling for you as possible.”
Lilyana then questioned you quite intensely about your life, though most of her questions seemed to focus on your squishiness and stretchiness. Still, she seemed genuinely curious and invested, so you couldn’t refuse in telling her some stories.
Eventually, the two of you reached the hotel, and Lilyana put you back in the palm of her hand and carried you inside. The dining room was pretty spacious, with two long rows of tables, a fireplace, and a chandelier.
Lilyana set you down on the nearest table, and then the two of you got to work. While Lilyana pushed the tables around to better utilize the space in the room, you put all of your admittedly-puny strength into arranging piles of napkins and other eating utensils, little decorative flowers, and a small chocolate bar in front of each of the bridesmaids seats. Only once did you fall of the table and end up under Lilyana’s feet again, and she again found you after just a few minutes. You didn’t even lose your shorts.
No sooner did Lilyana and you finish then the door swung open, and the eight bridesmaids walked in. Your jaw nearly hit the floor as the eight curvy giantesses skipped inside the room, smiling, laughing, and texting. They were each gorgeous and eye-catching, and you again wondered how so many incredibly attractive giantesses kept finding their way into your life.
One worried looking bridesmaid scurried up to you and Lilyana. Not even noticing you, she frowned at Lilyana. “Iris locked herself in the bathroom!” The bridesmaid moaned. “She won’t come out to the party without the comfy skirt she was going to wear, but she lost it an hour ago!”
Lilyana pursed her lips. “She needs a new skirt, then?” Her eyes flicked down to you, and an inquisitive glint shown in her eyes.
The bridesmaid looked at her other seven friends sheepishly. “I’d drive home to get Iris one of my own skirts, but I think the other girls will get restless without some entertainment.”
Lilyana nodded. “Yes, and I still need time to set up the food and drinks, so I can't do it right now.”
You spoke up confidently. “Don’t forget me! I’ll help however you need me to!”
Lilyana grinned at your response, and the bridesmaid finally took notice of you. Her eyes widened upon seeing you, and a tentative smile bloomed on her lips. A hint of something more flashed across her face.
“Well then, my little assistant…” Lilyana began. “Thank you for volunteering. I’ve got just the job for you!”
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