Day two seemed to come quickly, Bill made his way through the long hallway towards the hot yoga room on campus. Today’s lesson plan centered around a team-building exercise dubbed Mind, Body and Soul. Relaxation, now that was something he could get behind. As he approached the room, he read the sign on the door to make sure he was in the right place as he opened it to enter.

It was already bustling with activity, littered with familiar faces. Keeping his head down, Bill made his way inside and went to the water machine to fill up his drink. Everyone had naturally fallen into groups, with a clear divide between the women and men. They all chatted away, filling the room  with upbeat convo.

As the water filled up the free bottle he had been given yesterday, Bill couldn’t help but overhear the conversation from the women beside him. Most of the group seemed to be in their early twenties with only a couple of them likely pushing thirty. They talked in length about their admiration of Val. The seemingly oldest of the group, a tall, blonde woman with a decent figure and only a bit of pudge around her hips and midsection, even going so far as to wish Val was around to teach her ex-husband some manners. “Maybe you should get him to apply!” one of the girls suggested, causing the rest of the group to burst into laughter.

Bill sighed, reminded of the situation he and his peers were forced into.  The conversation was cut short as their instructor Marie addressed the room. Her brown hair tied back in a ponytail, modest breasts easily held by a sports bra and a colourful, patterned pair of yoga pants to complete the look.  It was an interesting contrast to the business attire she had worn yesterday, but not in a bad way. She was quite pretty.

“If you could all please organise yourselves into two rows facing each other. Oh and if you would  leave enough room in the centre for me, that would be fantastic”, Marie asked. The room went into immediate motion, eager to make a good impression. As everyone laid  their yoga mats down. Bill, not having any creed to follow, searched for an open spot. After a quick scan someone caught his eye. A tiny fellow across the room. Was he a last minute new hire? If so, why was he so small? He kind of looked like...no, ...it couldn’t be. Could it?

Bill’s jaw dropped as he realized that little guy was Rich, only he couldn’t have been more than  ten inches tall now. He looked tiny, tiny and defeated. Bill eyed up the empty spot opposite Rich and made a beeline for it, laying his mat down nonchalantly; not wanting Rich to notice how eager he was to know what had happened. “Hey Rich”, Bill said simply, watching him carefully for a response.

Rich struggled to unroll his normal sized mat, not even looking back up at Bill’s sympathetic smile as he replied, “Hey”, quietly.

“I’m so sorry man...I feel terrible for you. How'd they do it this time? Was it something in the goody bag?” Bill asked, peering around the room to make sure no one else was listening.

Rich looked up finally, surveying the room as well. “Listen Bill, I just want to get through the day. I can’t afford to get into any more trouble”, he responded. His eyes pierced through Bill, void of the spirit he had seen just yesterday. It was harrowing to say the least. Bill didn’t try to get any more out of the poor guy.

As the two rows finally came into shape and everyone finished putting their mats down, ready to start - the door swung open once more. The all-dwarfing form of Val entered, clad in tight yoga gear. Her top, as had been the case with her office attire, was near bursting as it struggled to contain her mammoth breasts. Her yoga shorts hugged every ridge of her ass, with the fat from her stomach hanging generously over her waistband. Her entire body jiggled and bounced as she walked, her shorts digging into her vagina and causing her to have quite a distinct cameltoe. Her hips seemed to take on a life of their own as they quaked and jiggled with each step.

She paused for a moment as she looked around the room before locking eyes with Rich and making her way towards him. His eyes bulged in horror as she approached, he kept his head down, likely praying she’d just pass him. Bill knew better though, he could see it in her eyes. As she walked past him, he couldn’t help but stare - the cellulite that littered the backs of her thighs and the crease where her ass began, an ass that was damn near overflowing her yoga shorts. She oozed confidence. He could see why the girls all admired her so much, she was the pinnacle of female empowerment,  totally unapologetic for who she was and how she looked.

Looking down at the now tiny man, she condescendingly asked, “So did you enjoy your goody bag?” Bill kept his head down, praying that Rich didn’t rise to her teasing; although he really didn’t expect much from Rich in his current state. Rich didn’t react, he simply forced a smile up at the huge woman.

“Well I hope it was tasty. Now, Rich, it would seem I have forgotten my mat”, Val began. Bill could see the fear in Rich’s face as she crouched down to his level and said it right behind him, so close he could feel her breath on his neck. “Mind if we share a mat Rich? It’s not like you need a full one at your size, and since we’ll be working closely with one another it’ll be a great way to get to know each other, don’t ya think?”, she continued. Rich could do nothing but agree to it, what other option would he have?

Val took her position directly above him, the mat and floor vibrating with each step as she straddled him. He winced as the monstrous woman stood over him.

Marie took her position in the centre of the two rows. “Alright class, I’d like us to begin with a simple prayer pose. Keeping your legs and back straight, bring your hands together and shut your eyes”, she began. With his eyes shut, Bill began to notice just how hot the room was with everyone inside. A single bead of sweat dripped down his face, he began to think that maybe this wasn’t going to be as easy as he had earlier thought.

“Now take a deep breath in through your nose and hold it for a moment”, Marie kindly told the class. The sounds of them all breathing in filled the room. “And out”, Marie finally said, causing the class to all exhale softly. Opening one eye, Bill looked over to Rich and Val who seemed to be getting on thus far. So far, so good.

The class continued with a few beginner positions, mostly standing postures with a couple brief balance poses. Nothing too advanced. The heat though, that’s what made it tough - , especially for Val. Bill could see the beads of sweat beginning to drip down her form, and onto Rich and the mat below. Bill could see a puddle starting to form as tiny splashes of sweat rained down around Poor little guy.

“Good job everyone! Now, let’s try something a little harder. Put your right leg in front of your left, bend the knee like you're in a lunge, left foot pointed out and arms above your head. Warrior one - hold for two minutes. I know it’s tough, it’s supposed to be. Clear your mind.”Marie said. Val huffed as she shuffled her sweaty feet along the mat, struggling to keep her balance. As she moved and her body came closer to the ground, her monolithic ass came into position just above Rich.

Rich was surrounded in  her sweaty musk. As they held their position, an almost inaudible hiss escaped from above. Rich was encased in a cloud silent fart as he tried his best to stifle his choking. Bill couldn’t help but notice Rich’s face turning red, as he seemingly tried to stop himself from coughing. Rich craned his head upwards at the titanic woman who didn’t even spare him a glance, her body continuing to shake as she struggled to maintain the pose.

“Wow, soak in the fact that you just did that! Now let’s give the legs a little break with some downward dog. Hands on the floor, shoulder width apart, and let’s get those butts in the air! If you can get your heels to the floor that’s great, otherwise, just do your best.” Marie instructed  Rich was thankful for the greater distance from Val’s big gassy ass. He took in a deep breath of fresh air, whilst Val moved into position.

Her pendulous breasts strained against the fabric of her poorly sized top as they swung mere inches above his head. Rich, wanting to be away from her massive, sweating mammaries, mimicked the rest of the class’ positions. Suddenly a huge splash of sweat struck the back of his neck and coated his entire body. Val was really struggling now, her immense weight serving to cause her nothing but additional strain. The sweat was flowing off of her now, flooding down onto Rich and the mat below. It began to pool in the centre of the mat, forcing Rich to do his poses from within the puddle.

“And now into child pose”, Marie commanded the class. Val had done this one before, and thoroughly enjoyed the relaxed nature of it. She wasted no time in moving into this position, steamrolling the tiny man with her breasts as he waited for more elaborate instruction. Rich screamed out, heard by nobody as the fatty flesh crushed him into the drenched mat. Marie explained to the class how to do this pose, all too late for Rich, “With your shins firmly against the mat, bring your torso forward, your arms straight in front of you, plant your head into the floor and take a moment to rest”. Val was always thankful for a rest position, not even noticing Rich’s plight beneath her tits.

Bill looked over to Rich and Val to see her huge chest and stomach both pressed firmly into the ground, and no sign of Rich. He prayed for the poor guy’s safety as he tried not to stare. After what felt like an eternity, Marie allowed everyone to stand up and take a quick drink. Bill looked over as the giant women stood up, leaving a sweat-soaked, flattened man in her wake.

Rich lay there for a moment as Val got a drink, his breaths exaggerated as he tried his best to get his lungs back to normal. His clothing was dripping wet and his body was red raw from being rubbed between Val’s huge breasts and the mat beneath her.

“Alright everyone, we’re going to finish up now with a mindful position that we’ll hold for one minute: Squatting Prayer Pose.”, Marie explained to the class as they all put their drinks down beside their mats and got back into position. Val stomped her way back into position, each movement causing Rich to panic that she may just crush him again at any moment. Again, she just stood above him as if all was normal.

Rich paid no mind to Marie as she instructed everyone to get into their final position. He began to peel the soaking tee he wore from his body, needing to wring it out. Marie instructed, “With your feet shoulder width apart, get down into a squatting position and hold your hands together as if praying with your elbows in front of your knees. As before, shut your eyes and hold that position”.

The mat shook once more as Val spread her feet until they were shoulder width apart. She slowly bent her knees and brought her colossal ass lower towards the soaked mat below her. Rich didn’t even notice Val’s abyss-like cameltoe hovering ominously above his head as she struggled to get low enough. He simply twisted his tattered tee, wringing out all of Val’s sweat that it had soaked up.

As a bead of sweat dripped down below from the crotch of her shorts and onto Rich, he finally turned around. What he saw shook him to his core, he stared mere inches from a cameltoe that could easily gripped his ten inch form. To make matters worse,  she was shaking like a leaf.  Val looked as if she could topple and crush him at any moment.

Suddenly, in an attempt to improve her form, Val lowered her squat. Rich was thrown to the ground as her fat, spandex-covered cameltoe struck him. As he lay on his back dazed, Val took notice of him lying in her sweat just below her cunt. Reaching down between her legs, she grabbed him and knocked his shirt from his hand.

“Richie, be a doll and hold still for me will ya? This itch has been driving me nuts since I got here”, Val simply requested, not giving the tiny man much of a choice on the matter. He held stiff as a board, in an attempt to keep her happy, worried about the alternative if he didn’t. Val brought his tiny body closer to her vagina and soon dug his head deep between her plump cunt lips. Bill watched in horror as the head of the tiny man disappeared between the pudgy lips as it  was dragged up and down the length of her slit. The thin layer of sweaty spandex served as the only barrier between Rich and a full-body rape from his immense older boss.

This was sexual assault. There was no doubt in Bill’s mind. But what exactly could he do? This was the CEO, and she was many times his size. Not to mention the fact that she could make him smaller, hell, that could be him! Bill worried as Rich continued to get violated, all while remaining  stiff, likely scared for his life. He was frozen in fear as the CEO continued to  sexually assault the small man, using his head to tease her moistening vagina as if it were the tip of a penis.

Bill caught a look of a few of the girls in the class, all gazing upon the free show. . They nudged each other and giggled over Rich’s predicament. The men all watched on in fear, disgusted at the treatment of their small friend.

Val, paying no mind to anyone else, continued to forcefully rub Rich’s head into her spandex-covered cunt  lips. Only now she was getting noticeably  flustered as she grunted and pressed him in further. Eventually she rubbed him a little too hard however, as she  felt his body lose some of its stiffness. Though by that point Val had reached a point of slight satisfaction as her body quivered with relief as she brought the grinding of Rich’s head against her vagina to an end. She casually released him, his weak body falling to the mat below, before resuming her position in the final pose. Blissful.

“And you can all open your eyes and relax!” Marie concluded. The class all in unison breathed one final sigh of relief and clapped for Marie’s fantastic instruction. The men still remained relatively quiet and reserved, whilst the women all sang Marie’s praise for such an amazing session of yoga.

As the class erupted back into conversation like they had before the class began, Val reached down and grabbed Rich once more; bringing him up to her face. “Sorry about all the sweat! I really do need a more consistent exercise regimen!” Val remarked to the tiny man, forced to stare back at her and listen. “There’s an idea, maybe we should partner up!” Val continued, as she began to rub her thumb against his crotch within her grip. “Working up a sweat with a buddy is always better than doing it by yourself, ya know? Especially if I get one of those pesky itches, like that one just a moment ago” Val concluded, before releasing Rich once more down onto the sweat-ridden mat below.

Val made her way to the exit, making small talk with some of the new hires as they grabbed their things. “Val I love your work, I cannot stress enough how excited I am to be working for Change Inc!” the older woman Bill had overheard said, her face beaming at the opportunity to speak to her idol.

“Oh thank you so much! What’s your name?” Val replied, smiling back at the excited woman.

“My name is Jessica. I was in an extremely toxic marriage for six years and I’m only just getting my life back in order”, Jessica explained, her slightly wrinkled face blushing as she spoke.

“Well!” Val replied, “I don’t think there’s a better place for you than here. I’m glad you’re on board!” Val warmly placed her hand on Jessica’s arm, causing her to grin with such admiration and thankfulness. Bill watched in awe at the messiah-like woman as she worked the room.

A younger woman from Jessica’s group earlier approached Val and Jessica, “Hey Jess! Did you tell Val about our plan to get your husband to apply?!” Jessica’s face reddened in embarrassment from her friend’s outburst.

“I… I...“ Jessica began, trying to explain that she didn’t actually plan to entrap someone.

Val reassured Jessica with her warm smile, stating, “No need to explain, Jessica. We all know too well how men can be, wanting closure is normal”. Turning her attention to the black haired girl who had joined their conversation. She looked to be in her early twenties, with her hair quite short and spiked, her smile never changing from that of a cheeky and devious one. “And what’s your name?” Val asked her, holding her hand out to greet her.

The girl clutched Val’s hand and shook it rapidly, her energy infectious. “My name’s Rosie! I’ve been trying to get a position here for quite a while now, I’m super excited to be part of such a world changing organisation! The only thing I’m struggling to grasp is why we even need them here. Why not make them all redundant?” Rosie asked, looking directly at Bill as he listened into their conversation from the water machine he had been at once earlier. Bill jumped in fright as the women all looked over to him, he fumbled to put his bottle under the spout as if filling it.

Val laughed at Rosie’s forwardness as she watched Bill, causing Jessica and Rosie to laugh too. “I think there are steps we can take to avoid having to get rid of men”, Val began, turning her vision away from Bill and back to the intently listening women. “They’re needed after all! I think the key is consolidation and keeping control. Take an ant, for example, a highly aggressive insect. If the ants were our size, none of us would be here. However, their diminutive size means that they pose no threat to us. We should take inspiration from this.”

Jessica and Rosie’s eyes widened as they took in her words of wisdom, such a powerful wordsmith and visionary. Rosie spoke up once more, “Wow, you’re so right! I suppose it wouldn’t be the worst if a couple got squished in the process though?”

Val laughed again at the girl’s audacity. She collected her things up that she had placed beside her while they spoke, preparing to make her exit. “Well…” she began, the girls waiting with bated breath. “To make an omelette, you have to break a few eggs”, she smiled at the two girls, bowing her head to say goodbye and headed out of the room. Leaving them awestruck in her wake.

As the women left, Bill peered back over to Rich and saw him still trying to roll up his yoga mat. Wanting to help the guy out, Bill headed over, and was followed by the other men in the class who were chatting amongst themselves quietly. Crouching down beside Rich, Bill helped the small man roll up his mat with ease.

Rob, one of the men who had also been shrunken but to around three feet tall, spoke to Rich sympathetically, “I’m so sorry man, I know how you feel. It’s totally emasculating. Are you okay?”

The other men repeated Rob’s question in unison, all showing genuine concern for their friend. Leon, like Rob only three feet tall, tried to reassure him, “We’re in this together. If there’s anything we can do, just let us know bro. This was meant to be a huge step up in my career and now I feel trapped”. The group nodded, all having similar experiences. Despite how bad the situation was, Bill couldn’t help but think about how wholesome they all were. In normal circumstances, they’d likely never even interact with one another. Yet here they were, adult men, offering support to each other. In a sort of twisted way, Change Inc was making them better people.

Rich finally looked up at the men standing around him, his spirit completely dead inside. He was broken. A shell of his former self. His lip quivered as he struggled to find his words. “I… I… just want to be alone” he said, his voice barely a whisper. He struggled to pick up his now-rolled yoga mat, and began dragging it towards the door of the room.