With both hands firmly gripping the back support of the chair, Bill wheeled it down towards Brenda’s office. Not far now, he thought, as he approached the huge wooden door. He spared a thought for his tiny friend, Rich, who hadn’t surfaced from his handkerchief cocoon. Bill had laid upon the surface of the chair while he pushed it, so he could use both hands to maneuver the seat that rose to his height.

“Bill! Funny seeing you here!” a familiar voice called out from behind him. A deep fear instilled in him long ago made him pray it wasn’t Rosie, even in spite of the fact it sounded nothing like her. Putting his typical professional smile on, he released the sides of the chair and turned to face the person greeting him.

He sighed in relief at the sight before him, “Juana! Great to see you! How are you doing?” Juana! She had always been good to him for as long as he had the bodacious woman. One of the few women here with a heart, he figured.

“I’m great, just been running a couple errands for Brenda. You know how it can be!” Juana explained as she passed him, moving behind her desk that was stationed just outside Brenda’s office.

“Oh boy do I know it? Things have been hectic with Mel on vacation and Rich has been... “ Bill began before looking down towards the now visibly soggy handkerchief, Juana’s eyes followed down and she sighed. He continued, “... preoccupied with Val’s more personal tasks…” Juana sighed, her eyes empathetic as she knew what that meant.

Trying to move the conversation on from poor Rich, Juana planted her large posterior into her chair. Lifting her phone from the receiver, she paused with her fingers atop the numbers before asking, “So would you like me to let Brenda know you’ve arrived with her chair?”

“Erm yeah that’d be great, thanks! But first…” Bill said, causing Juana to place the phone back down for a moment.

“Sure, what is it?” she asked, her eyes were bright with curiosity and her smile was warm. Bill really felt safe with Juana, ever since she had been so kind to him during the PharmCo meeting. He wanted to thank her.

“I just wanted to say thank you for calming me down during that PharmCo meeting, I really was panicking” Bill explained, his eyes trailing down towards the carpet as he spoke.

“Oh don’t worry about that! We’re not all bad ya know, us girls - I’m just glad you’re okay. If you ever need anything, please, don’t ever hesitate to reach out.” Juana replied, flashing him her typical motherly smile. “Now let's get that chair off your hands, shall we? I can take it in with you if you’d like.”

“Oh that’d be great if you don’t mind!” Bill said as he pushed it the small gap remaining towards the door. Juana stood up from her chair and approached the door also before placing her hand upon the handle. Turning to face him, she looked down at the seat cushion, “You might want to take Rich off of here before we give it to Brenda.”

Bill’s eyes widened at his mistake, he quickly grasped his handkerchief clad friend from the surface of the chair. “Oh yeah, better safe than sorry!” Bill said, grimacing at his sloppiness. With Rich safely in hand, Juana knocked on the door to hear what sounded like a muffled “COME IN”. Turning the door handle, she pushed the door open and stepped inside. Bill couldn’t help but admire Juana’s body from behind, she was big but boy was she curvy. Her huge ass swayed with each step as they entered, Bill slightly entranced as they did.

To both their surprise, Brenda was sprawled across her chair with Hank’s crotch up held against her mouth and his long member deep into her huge maw. Almost perfectly timed, they watched as she seemed to swallow something that had come from the half-dead Hank.

Her eyes locked onto Juana and Bill stood awkwardly at her door. Ready to greet her guests, she withdrew Hank from her mouth; a white, translucent fluid dripped from his softening tip as she did. Wiping her wrist across her mouth, she spoke to the weakened, scared man before her, “Just because I’m still sore from yesterday, doesn’t mean you don’t get your release. Mama Brenda takes care of her little stud, doesn’t she?”

Hank said nothing as she then pulled her scarf out and laid it across her desk. Carefully, Brenda lay him across it before tucking his still throbbing penis up against his chest and folding the fabric over. Juana cleared her throat, causing Brenda to shift her focus up towards her guests, “Oh, is that my new chair? I didn’t realise I was getting one since mine’s already armless.”

She heaved her huge body upwards, her chair creaking loudly as she released it from her immense pressing weight. A nude, tied up and ball-gagged man dropped down to the seat from between her fat cheeks as she stood up. Bill caught a glimpse as the man had fallen towards the chair, his midsection was covered in what Bill assumed was Brenda’s juices and pubes. The rest of his body glistened from what Bill could only assume was ass sweat, unsurprising given his previous location. Poor John…

“Slide it over here then! Let’s see this new chair of mine.” Brenda exclaimed, excited to try out her new chair. Bill pushed it over to her. As he approached Brenda, he got a view up the huge woman’s skirt. Peeking out from beneath the floral fabric was her hairy monster usually hidden to normal sized people. She was just as hairy as Val was with perhaps an even more obese undercarriage.

“Oh my God!” Brenda shouted, causing Bill to stop in his tracks in slight panic. He looked up to the elephantine woman. She continued, “Val had them install little elastic ties to the centre of the chair! Now I don’t have to worry about Hank or John getting caught between my cheeks whenever I stand up!” Bill sighed with relief that her exclamation had been one of excitement rather than anger.

Taking the chair from Bill, Brenda said, “Oh John is going to love this!” She looked down to the broken man still laying on her old chair, “Have you seen, John? You’re gonna be fully strapped in from now on, no more… accidents, with you getting stuck up my ass!” Brenda turned her gaze towards Juana and Bill, “Man, you wouldn’t believe how long he was up my ass the last time he got stuck there. It just slips my mind sometimes, y’know? This really will be a lifesaver!”

Reaching down towards John, Brenda plucked his limp body up from her chair and began to untie his binds. Bending slightly, Brenda began to get John immediately into place upon her new chair. The tiny, beaten man whimpered as she slid him into the elastic loops and fixed him perfectly into the centre of the chair where her asscrack would be.

Looking up from her work, Brenda noticed how Bill was staring with eyes full of pity. “Oh don’t worry about him, dear” she called to him, “He’s used to it by now. Besides, this young man’s getting more ass than anyone I know. Now be a dear and hold my seat for me, will you?”

Turning to Juana for a second, Bill asked, “Can you hold Rich for me please?” Juana smiled before silently taking the handkerchief from his hand. She held the tiny man in two hands, cradling his body carefully.

With Rich safe, Bill begrudgingly made his way up to the chair he had just separated himself from and held it still with both hands. He stared at the pathetic John close-up. The poor man didn’t even look at him as he was held perfectly in place, he just stared emptily up towards the ceiling.

A shadow came over him as Brenda prepared to sit down. Bill looked up only to see Brenda lift her skirt slightly, his eyes widened at the sight of her blimp-sized behind in all its glory. Looking back down at John, the tiny man squirmed and cried. He made useless attempts to escape his bonds and gags as Brenda placed each of her hands upon her cheeks and spread them as wide as they would go.

Bill couldn’t help but get an eye full from his position behind her. With her cheeks spread, he got a view of every crease and fold of her drooling, hairy vagina. Her darkened crack was mere inches from his face, emanating a stale, sweaty odour. He watched with horror as she lowered her huge ass towards the chair, her moist hole lining up perfectly with the terrified John’s midsection and the bottom of her monstrous crack engulfing his upper body.

Bill could only watch as the miniature man was entombed by Brenda’s cellulite-ridden butt coming down over him. Her ass fat overflowed on all sides as she let her weight down. “Oooph, playing with little Hank’s dong has got me all worked up. Hopefully John will keep up his delightful squirms!” Brenda said as she ground her ass into her chair. Bill cringed as the muffled screams became near silent, he could only imagine the horrific experience John was going through as her sopping vagina and ass entombed him as she worked him as deep as he’d go.

Drawing her attention to her administrator, Brenda asked, “Juana, can you please dispose of my old chair? I won’t be needing it anymore.” She pulled it away from her desk without even minutely lifting her ass from her new chair, not wanting to lose the feeling of John beneath her. Bill continued to hold the chair, his face awkwardly close to Brenda’s ass, unsure of when he could leave go.

Making her way over to the chair, Juana grasped it with her spare hand and pulled it with her towards the door, “No problem, Brenda. I’ll sort it out.”

Turning to look at Bill holding her chair, Brenda said, “Thank you, sweetie.” Before he could release her chair, she bit her lip and released a blasting fart. The warm gas washed over Bill’s face as he held the chair, he released it as he stumbled backwards. “Whoopsie, excuse me dear,” Brenda apologised.

The muffled cries beneath her turned to frantic screams. “Aaah, sorry John. But better out than in. Besides, the way you squirm when I let out a little toot kinda makes me wanna do it more!” she chuckled. Bill coughed at the vile odour still invading his lungs, even as he increased the distance between him and Brenda.

Still choking, Bill said, “Thanks Brenda... See you… Later,” as he made his way towards her office door. He couldn’t leave sooner. He spared a thought for poor John who was directly beneath her right now, and he thought the smell was bad just in the same room as the giant woman.

“Is there anything else you need from me, Brenda?” Juana asked with Rich still in her hands.

Brenda looked up at her admin, “No that’ll be everything, thank you Juana!” She shuffled her way along the floor until the chair was behind her desk. It creaked as she leaned her weight into it comfortably.

“No problem, thanks Brenda!” Juana replied as she followed Bill out of the room, holding Rich in one and wheeling the chair out with the other. As she exited, she allowed the door to swing shut behind her.

Holding his hands out, Bill thanked Juana, “Thanks for keeping him safe, I can take him now. Do you know where I can give him a rinse?” Bill unwrapped the handkerchief to reveal his tiny friend.

Juana looked at the little guy, covered in dried cum with Val’s pubes now stuck to his skin beneath the hardened layer. She sighed at the awful sight. “Sure, I can spare a few minutes to take you guys to the nearest restroom.”

Bill replied as she left the chair at her desk and led the way, “Thanks Juana, I really appreciate it!”