This choice: Extended Research Project • Go Back... This being the second time in your life you were shaped into a living thong did not make the experience any better, it was just as agonizing and dreadful as before the only solace you took was the woman who's wide hips you were wrapped around this time was not a monster who enjoyed it. Deep in Isabella's ass cheeks you could hear Rebecca give her the orders for today.
"Well besides our little test I think some simple paper work will be fine for you're first day!" Rebecca declared in a still annoying voice that was muffled by the thicc walls of ass meat around you.
Isabella being the considerate and kind woman she is looked at the stacks of paper work and at the chair just before her and then finally further down at her waist where she felt you beneath her tight business skirt. Your fellow intern could only timidly shift her legs not knowing how to proceed she never wore someone like this before, though her sentiment was greatly appreciated just her simple act of shifting her legs meekly caused her cheeks to slowly grind together causing your limbs to stretch father apart slowly making your vision blur from the sheering pain. Rebeca's mischiefs smile slowly soured at Isabella's indecisiveness, to put it simply she was ruining her fun.
"What's this did you not hear Ms. Marinez earlier intern, "listen to her every word" I believe right?"
Rebecca had her arms crossed under her weighty chest and her right foot tapped the floor loudly in frustration, this was seen only by Isabella of course.
"Well who knows I might have misheard, well how about we all three get back to her office and I'll let you tell her how wearing a fellow employee like a thong is no issue for you but basic office work is somehow confusing?" The venom in Rebeca's tone was one you were all too familiar with and it still worked like a charm.
Suddenly your whole world shifted as Isabella practically dove for the chair, this simple movement caused you already strained body to be stretched and contort in ways unamiable you silently screamed inside the plump ass cheeks that tombed you as she took her seat and began her work.
"No problem at all mam!" Isabella replied as her hands quickly began sorting, reading and writing the herculean task before her. Rebecca's sinister smile returned ten fold.
"Well get to it you two." You barley heard the end of her sing-song taunt as she left the room, you were more focused on the now horrific pressure sitting down caused you, your thong shaped body was both being flattened into a chair and stretched beyond belief with every little movement that was caused by Isabella just doing paper work. Every time she sorted piles, took notes and rearranged the piles of collective data, all of these movements from her upper body sent tremors down to her waist that only someone as close to her as you could feel.
At first you could feel the hesitation was still their, whenever Isabella needed to stretch out or reach for something she would do it with the utmost care. This of course caused the pain and trauma to linger longer. You remember your prom night in highschool the day Rebecca turned you into her thong, even before you had your "dance" she wasted no time in enjoying you wrapped around her waist and wedged deep in her meaty cheeks. It was like a band aid it was better to rip it off and what Isabella was doing was slowly peeling away instead. Still though while above you felt the indescribable pain of being her thong you apricated her thoughtfulness because with each carful movement and hesitation you knew that meant that she was not like most women in your life and that she was not enjoying this at all. At least this agony was mutual that was your only solace.
Isabella was having a strange first day at her new job, sure she gathered that being an intern in one of the most prestigious law firms in the city their was gonna be a pecking order and with it some office hazing. But never in her wildest dreams did she consider that the tiny that was hired at the same time with her would become her living thong! Her whole life she respected the tiny men of the world and was horrified at how most of society views/treats them, in fact just like you she also went into the legal field hoping to iron things out for them. So that is why never in a million years did she considered she would be using a tiny like this but worse of all...she also did not think that it felt so fucking good!
The reasons for her subtle timid movements were just like you expected she was appalled that she was being forced to objective an fellow employee in such a way...at first. Then the longer she wore you the more she realized how snug and good you felt. Isabella was keeping her movements to a minimum because she could barley contain herself as is. No wonder the world treats the tinies as they do, they feel so damn good. It's funny just this morning she picked you up and chatted with you as a equal and was hoping that would blossom in a mutual respecting friendship where you would have each others backs...now she would settle with you just having the job of supporting her ass cheeks. If someone told her at this instant while wearing you if she could keep you forever like this she doubted she had the will power to say anything but yes. It was like you were born just to be her thing 24 hours a day...she quickly dashed these thoughts away. That was not who she was...but the pleasure and comfort you provided was a fact she could never forget, she looked at the clock and cursed that the day was only half-way through. She needed today to end and to take you off before these thoughts and desires overwhelmed her.
It was now the end of the day and although you have no clear view of her progress from down here you had no doubt that Isabella was able to focus at her job and remember you at the same time. You heard the door open.
"Well well kiddo times up, pencils down and lets see what you got for me." It was Rebecca of course and as always she was annoying. She looked over the paper work Isabella did for a while and approved.
"Good job on you first day girl I am sure you are exhausted, I can take it from here how about you head on home?" You knew what she was doing she was not mentioning you hoping that after a days work she would forget about you as her thong.
"Okay sounds good, then I'll just change back to my real thong and take Anthony home." Isabella said almost in a hurry to get you off, clearly she cared so much!
"Tch, well good job I guess.." The disappointment in Rebeca's voice was crystal clear.
You were cheering as Isabella got up, it did not matter how badly your body felt right now as it contorted again to her upright position. This was the last stretched, soon you would be reformed and home safe and sound. Just when Isabella was about to leave the room for the bathroom to change and take you home she was stopped.
"Wait!"
It was Rebeca clearly she was not done with you two yet,
1. "Don't you remember the data it says that Ms. Jones wore Mr. Biggins for 3-6 months...trials in two weeks I'd say keep wearing Anthony till then so we can get an more accurate result." (you are Isabell's thong for two weeks straight)
2. "Well it's time for my turn, we need to test this with as many women before the trial to get an accurate reading silly!" (you are once again Rebeca's thong and from the sound of it will be passed around the office for two weeks.)
3."Thats one down but remember our client did several things to Mr. Biggins we should run Anthony through the gauntlet tonight." (you three will be spending overtime doing as many and cruel things to you to prove...something?)
4. "Now lets go to Ms. Jones and have her put on Anthony here, we got to see if their comparable after all?"(See if you are the right fit for your clients taste)
5. One of the partners bust through the door and demands a status report while you are still in thong form.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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