Deciding Inheritance
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Ethan Banks tried to keep his mind off his old family affairs as he drove into the driveway of his father’s estate. He hadn’t seen or talked to his father or older brother in years, but the news of sudden tragedy can make any feud seem small in the grand scheme of things. Both died in a sudden plane crash coming home from one of his father’s business ventures overseas. Charles Banks had been a wealthy business tycoon that had been grooming his oldest son to take over his empire. As Ethan became older, he learned how his father’s business practices had hurt countless people across the globe and didn’t want to be a part of it. Charles had been furious with Ethan and cut him off from the family funds, leaving him to truly set out on his own in life.
As Ethan parked his car, he tried to shake the out of place feeling running through his mind. Charles had left his fortune to his oldest son Barton, but since he had perished in the same accident, the decision about who would be given the estate had been less clear. As far as he knew, it was between him and his dad’s fiancé. His father’s lawyer was supposed to meet them both in his father’s study today. He didn’t care that much about the money, but he figured using his father’s fortune to reverse all the damage he had done throughout his life would be a good way to spite him one more time beyond the grave.
The walk to Charles’s study filled Ethan with an influx of memories he tried to force away. He remembered how lonely this mansion felt after his mother passed away and his father became colder and more distant. He remembered how he and his brother had stopped playing tag in the hallways when his father insisted his brother and him shadow him to see how his businesses were ran. He scowled as he pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind. He wanted to be done with this so he could leave this place and not have to ever look back again.
When Ethan walked into his father’s study, he took a seat next to a striking blonde woman in a skin-tight dress. From looking at her, he would guess she couldn’t be significantly older than he was, but she held herself with the maturity of someone who was middle-aged. She scowled as he walked in. He gave her a polite nod while trying to keep his eyes off her clearly visible cleavage. It wasn’t a surprise to him that his dad pursued a woman who was at least a D cup in her bra size. Most of the women he dated since his mother looked like they walked straight out of a Victoria’s Secret catalogue.
The lawyer sitting behind a tidy oak desk cleared his throat as Ethan took a seat, “I appreciate that you both took the time to meet me here today. Laura, Charles had some specific things designated for you in his will. However, since you two were not officially married before his passing, his estate and fortune legally go to Ethan in this circumstance.” Ethan tried to give Laura a sympathetic glance as the news was broken. He’d be sure she received enough of the fortune to be able to maintain a decent lifestyle in his father’s absence.
To Ethan’s surprise, Laura smiled and reached out her hand as they stood up, “Hi. You must be Charles’s boy. I’m sorry this is the first time we’re meeting. He didn’t mention you much.”
Ethan chuckled as he shook her hand, “I suppose he wouldn’t. We weren’t particularly close. I’m Ethan by the way. I hope there’s no hard feelings about the inheritance. I’m probably going to send most of it to charity anyways.” He truthfully wasn’t completely sure where he would send it. Not long ago it seemed inconceivable he would be in this exact same position.
Laura nodded her head as she released Ethan’s hand, “Before you decide anything, I think you should see some of what your father’s Research and Development department has been working on. It might help you figure out where best to send that money. It’s right around the corner from the estate. If you want, I can take you there.” Ethan agreed and they both signed the paperwork on the desk before he followed the lovely woman out of the study. He noticed she had an attractive ass too as she led the way.
Ethan tried not to look too impressed as they both got into Laura’s pink Ferrari. He wasn’t surprised his father would pay for such an expensive present to keep his bride-to-be content. His father’s solution to most problems in his life was to throw money at everything until it was resolved. When he thought back on it, to be fair, few problems outside of the strained relationship with his youngest son lasted all that long. He tried to enjoy the summer air flowing through the window as his almost-stepmom drove. They pulled up to a bland looking building with few windows and a pair of locked black doors in front around 10 minutes after leaving the estate.
Ethan continued following Laura as she scanned some sort of fob to unlock the doors, trying not to be too obvious about staring at her butt as her hips swayed. He took a breath and tried to repress his libido. It had been a few months since he had been in a relationship and from a personal preference, he didn’t usually go for Boujee women, especially ones that had been involved with his father, but that dress didn’t leave much to the imagination. He looked around and noticed the halls were oddly quiet and empty. “Doesn’t seem like there are a lot of people here right now.”
Laura didn’t slow her stride as she responded to the comment, “A lot of the researchers and workers have already left today. It’s just us and a security guard here. Don’t worry though, I still have access to the lab.” Ethan nodded his head as he continued following. Something about this seemed a little off to him, but he told himself he was being paranoid. Despite the bitter relationship he had with his father, he was convinced that neither of them, nor the people they knew, would try to do physical harm to the other. A small part of him had been genuinely sad to hear of his passing, even if the rational part of his brain told him the greedy bastard deserved it.
The lab looked like something out of a comic book from the 80’s. Various machines and contraptions were all over the place along with desks that had test tubes, beakers and piles of papers on them. Laura led Ethan to a desk with some labeled vials on it and grabbed one. “Check this out.” She popped the lid off and poured the contents in a clear jar. Within seconds the dark grey goop arranged itself to the shape of container and made a hissing noise as it solidified. “This is an instant concrete filler your dad was having developed. He figured he would make a killing with some construction contracts, but it could probably do a tremendous amount of good in poorly developed communities.” Ethan stared in awe as he lifted the container and lightly touch the now solid block in the jar.
Laura spent the next 30 minutes showing Ethan a variety of different creations his father’s businesses had been working on. When they walked up to something that looked like a shiny photo booth, the curious man couldn’t help himself, “What’s this thing do?”
Laura looked at the booth and gave Ethan a knowing smile, “This beauty is probably the most advanced body analysis machine in the world. It can accurately tell you all the vital aspects of your body’s composition including your fat percentage, your blood pressure, resting metabolic rate, and countless other factors of your health. Your dad was having it developed it to help doctors and medical professionals.” Ethan let out a small grunt as he nodded. He knew his dad probably intended to make a fortune with it, but there was no need to bring that up in front of his former fiancé.
Laura raised one of her eyebrows, “Want to give it a go? I can work the controls from out here if you want to get more detailed info about yourself.”
Ethan put his hand under his chin inquisitively. He did stick to a strict diet and workout routine. Having all the information could be useful. “Sure. Why not? Do I just walk in and stand still?”
Laura started typing on a keyboard outside the booth, “Just walk in and close the door. Once you’re inside, there will be a metal drawer you can pull out. You’ll need to strip down to your underwear and put your clothes in the drawer. Then just let me know you’re ready and stand still, and I’ll run the scans.” Ethan complied, albeit a little hesitantly when she told him he needed to strip down. Once she ensured him that it made the tests more accurate, he decided that he was just being silly and shy.
Once Ethan was standing in the booth in his boxers, he yelled out to Laura, “I’m ready! You can start the machine!” He heard typing noises and what sounded like a couple of switches flipping before I bright light came on over his head. He heard a loud humming sound before his body started to tingle. It felt like he was on an airplane as it started to take off and his vision went out of focus as the booth started spinning. He didn’t know how long he was in this machine, but each minute felt like an hour as he struggled to stand up straight. Finally, when he couldn’t take any more, everything went black.
When Ethan regained consciousness, the light overhead had disappeared. He knew something was different considering he was lying on his back and his head and feet weren’t touching the walls of the booth. He covered his eyes from a new influx of light as the door opened. When his eyes could finally focus, he saw Laura towering over him with a smile that sent a shiver of fear up his spine. He quickly looked down at himself and realized he was drastically smaller compared to his surroundings. He couldn’t have been any taller than 3 inches. “What the hell did you do to me?”
Laura started giggling as she reached down and picked up Ethan in her right hand, “I shrunk you. As you’ve probably figured out by now, this isn’t a diagnostic booth. It’s a matter reduction machine that was developed to make larger items easier to transport. We ran some tests a few months ago and found out it works on living things too.” Her blue eyes and voice were icy as she looked at the tiny man with a calculating look.
Ethan grunted as he tried to shift in Laura’s grip, “What are you going to do with me?” His voice quivered with more fear than he would have liked.
Laura cringed her face inquisitively, “I haven’t decided yet. I do know I’m not letting you get in the way of me getting your father’s fortune.” She roughly stuffed Ethan into the already tightly constricted right bra cup. He took a strained breath as he tried to move, but the weight of her breast kept him trapped against her bra. He could see he was right next to her nipple, which looked like it was starting to become erect. “Now behave yourself while you’re in there. Irritate me too much and I might have to move you somewhere… less pleasant.”
Ethan had no real sense of where he was being taken. From his new prison he had only enough light to make out the general shapes of what little was around him. He could smell the faint aroma of Laura’s perfume mixed with the perspiration from the hot summer day. He could feel the pressure and jiggling from any of the woman’s significant movements. He heard the roaring of the engine and his capture casually humming along to the radio as she drove who knows where. The few times he attempted to move were met with either dismissive giggling or a slight increase of pressure as Laura quickly adjusted her bra.
2 hours later Laura was laid back in a highly cushioned chaise lounge positioned on her former lover’s yacht. She was dressed in a revealing pink bikini that didn’t leave much to the imagination. Ethan was still in the right cup of her bikini, having only been transferred from prison to another similar one immediately. He tried not to move in the slim hopes that his captor might forgot about him, but the heat coming off from her body and the overhead sun caused him to begin sweating profusely. He started shifting his position when he heard a giggle above him, “Almost forgot about you for a second little bit.” Her fingers grabbed him and held him up to her smiling face.
Ethan gulped as he took in his newly revealed surroundings. It looked like the yacht was at least a mile away from dry land, and he couldn’t see any other passengers aboard. A glass of water and a glass of wine on a small table next to the seat made him think there had to be at least someone steering the ship and a servant that was checking in on Laura periodically. Maybe he could stall until they came back, “Surely we can settle this like reasonable adults. I don’t even care about my father’s fortune. I was going to give most of it away anyways.”
Laura’s smile took on a darker edge as she watched the shrunken man finish speaking, “That may be the case, but I couldn’t take any chances. Besides, they still haven’t found a way to reverse the shrinking process, so I’m afraid this is permanent. Depending how useful you can be to me, I may decide not to kill you though.” Ethan felt the shivers of fear and despair run up his spine as she spoke. Even in the best-case scenario where he was found and rescued, it was likely he would be stuck this size for life. As things were now, he was likely to be Laura’s pet if she felt merciful, or he would be a victim in her quest for his father’s wealth if she decided he wasn’t worth the effort.
Ethan could only hope he could appeal the woman’s humanity, “Look, I’ll do whatever you say and keep a low profile. Just please don’t hurt me.” He sounded more pathetic than even he intended, but he knew he was powerless against Laura. It would take minimal effort on her part to kill him.
Laura chuckled and grabbed a bag by her chair, “We’ll see. I’ve got a job for you first to see if you can be of any use to me.” She pulled out a bottle of suntan lotion out of a bag and flipped her body over on her belly. She dropped Ethan on her lower back while using her other hand to squeeze a sizable glob of lotion on her back. The little man was appreciating her bikini clad ass when he heard a command, “Start rubbing. And make sure you get my whole back. If I get a sunburn, I might just decide to throw you into the ocean.”
Ethan began to aggressively rub the lotion in across Laura’s back with all the effort he could muster. Had he been his normal size, he probably would have been enjoying himself. At his current size it was turning out to be an awful lot of work. Given how small his hands and feet were, he had to use his entire body at times get the lotion in, like a penguin sliding across ice. While he worked Laura relaxed and tried to enjoy his movements as she started sipping wine from her glass. She could barely feel the little man’s movements on her back, making the experience less enjoyable than she had anticipated.
After a couple of minutes of work, Ethan stopped moving and wiped some sweat from his head, trying not to fall on Laura’s now slippery back. Feeling the movements cease, she grabbed the little man with her left hand before rolling over on her back and setting him on her belly. Looking at his small and miserable form, she began thinking of what she should do next. She did enjoy the power she had over him but taking care of him seemed like it would be tedious and time consuming. With her other pets she could always have servants do the less pleasant aspects of care, but with him she didn’t want anyone besides herself knowing his predicament. The most convenient thing to do would be to get rid of him.
Laura put her fingers under her chin, “Now what should I have you do now?” There was no sense in tipping Ethan off about her true intentions. She wasn’t in the mood to chase after him if he ran. She could always crush him with her hand or step on him, but she didn’t want to clean up the resulting mess, or have a servant clean something so suspiciously bloody. She looked at the waves and considered tossing him into the water, but her paranoia didn’t quite feel comfortable with that either. She knew it would be highly unlikely he would survive that, but if he somehow did and managed to get help it could bring a lot of legal issues down on her head. She had to know for a fact that he was dead.
Laura’s thoughts were interrupted when her stomach growled. It had been a few hours since she had eaten lunch, and all she had was a small salad. She looked down at Ethan’s tiny inquisitive form on her firm belly and gave him a smile that made his heart speed up. Pinching him between her thumb and index finger, she lifted him closer to her face, “I could really go for a snack right about now.” He realized what she was planning and started furiously pushing against her fingers trying to free himself. He almost slid out due to left over suntan lotion on his body, but she managed to tighten her hold before he could slip away. She roughly dunked him in the glass of water on table to wash some of the lotion away before lifting his coughing form to her nose and taking a deep sniff, “Much better.”
Ethan pleaded desperately for his life, “Please don’t do this Laura! You can keep the money! I don’t want it! Just let me go!”
Laura gave Ethan a sinister smirk before tilting her head back and lifting the man directly over her mouth, “Well, of you insist.” She parted her lips as widely as she could manage before releasing the prisoner with the instant opening of her fingers. He screamed as he fell and landed roughly on her waiting tongue, which proceeded to slowly start rubbing against him.
Ethan looked outside of Laura’s still open maw before attempting one last pitiful plea, “Somebody please help me!” She snapped her mouth shut and began using her tongue to start shifting her snack around in her mouth. She couldn’t help but giggle as she would press him against one of her cheeks and feel the sensation of him thrashing about. She even started occasionally pushing him halfway out of the front of her lips before she would tighten them around his body and suck him back inside of her mouth. After a few minutes of playing and sucking on the shrunken guy, he started to fight less from the incredible fatigue of his struggles. She opened her mouth wide one more time to give the doomed man another breath of fresh air and one last look at the outside world, and then she snapped her mouth shut and tilted her head back. Her tongue pressed him to the roof of her mouth before she abruptly swallowed.
Ethan did his best to stop his descent in Laura’s throat, but he was unfortunately too small and slick with saliva to have much of an impact. Within moments he dropped down into a dark chamber filled with the foul smell of stomach acid and wine. At first the acid made his skin itch and feel irritated, and then it began to sting. He screamed and started pounding and clawing at the walls of her stomach. The foul air was harsh on his lungs as he fought to stay conscious and fight his way out.
On the outside, Laura smiled and rubbed her belly, thoroughly enjoying the struggles of her would be stepson. It was almost like a massage inside her stomach, and the knowledge she had a reluctant man inside of her made her feel powerful and aroused. She told herself she was going to have to do this with another man as soon as things had settled down. She turned around to lie on her belly again and undid the strap for her bikini top to enjoy the sun’s rays more thoroughly on her skin. She let out a deep satisfied sigh as she savored the heat on her back and the panicked movements in her belly. With the one obstacle to her wealth digesting inside of her, she knew she was going to love her new life of luxury and leisure.