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How will things go for Brad this time??  Tags include Domination, Feet, Breasts, Butt, Humiliation

 

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Brad waited in his car looking at the time.  “Let’s go...move faster…”  He muttered knowing that it took exactly 13 minutes from his car to the hotel room.  Although he had told himself he was excited and anxious because he was back in the field, going undercover and was amped for the case he couldn’t help but think of what this feeling reminded him of.  It was about 6 years ago he gave up smoking and that was a bitch to get through and he remembered those first few days and the craving and anxiety.  It felt an awful lot like this but Brad quickly got it out of his mind when he saw the clock strike 11:47.  He turned off his car and headed up for his appointment.

 

It may have only been a few days but Brad was in the habit.  So when he walked in and no one was there he just headed towards the table where the pill was.  He looks around for a minute.

 

Hello??"  He calls out into the room and hears a voice from the bedroom.

 

“I’m in here...go ahead and take the pill and get your little ass in here”  The dominant voice said.  Brad just took a deep breath.  He remembered that he’d only lose ¼ of his size so he should be able to hold his own.  Looking over at the bedroom he couldn’t help but smirk.  Maybe since he’d still be close to normal size it was more of a regular sex experience.  Brad grabbed the pill and swallowed.  Walking to the bedroom he opened the door and saw the beautiful woman sitting on the bed.

 

She was a larger woman, with dark skin and long hair in braids.  Wearing a bright orange bikini as she lounged on the bed.  Her massive thighs led to a titanic ass, not to mention large breasts.  Brad closed the door as he felt the warmth and blurry vision surround him.  

 

“Hi I’m…” Brad started to say as the woman slid to the end of the bed.

 

“Yeah don’t care...I don’t want to hear a word out of your mouth unless its “Thank you Miss Shawna”.  For the next two hours you're mine and I expect you to listen...or be punished.  Up to you.”  she says and Brad just smiles as he feels himself get to a certain size...but then he’s getting smaller.  Brad starts to get nervous as he thinks there was a mix-up when he reached half dosage but kept going until he stopped at about knee height.  He turned and looked at the massive leg.  He had to look up to her knee and beyond that her massive face.

 

“I was only supposed to...OOF”  Brad yells as a giant black foot slams onto his chest and pins him to the ground.  

 

“What did I JUST say about talking?!”  She says sliding her foot up so that her toes were wiggling over BRad’s face.  He tried to squirm to get away, realizing by now that apparently ¼ dose didn’t mean he'd LOSE ¼ of his size...he ended up ¼ of his size.  Not to mention that if he wanted to get information he’d have to figure out how to do it without talking.  “Now...kiss my toe.  Say Thank you Miss Shawna, and then start giving me a foot rub”  She says looking.

 

Brad realizes he’s again helpless and gives a kiss to the large toe.  Shawna removes her foot and Brad looks at her waiting eyes.

 

“Thank you Miss Shawna”  He mutters and she nods.

 

“Good boy.  Now get rubbing”  She says wiggling her toes and Brad takes the massive feet in his hands.  Just lifting up the foot was difficult in and of itself, but putting it in the back of his mind he began to rub. 

 It must have been 30 minutes and his arms and hands were getting sore from the rubbing.  He was hoping he could maybe get a break.  Looking up at her relaxed face he thought maybe this would work.

 

“Excuse me Miss Shawna AH!”  Brad started to say but before he could even say another word his arm is grabbed by Shawna who pulls him up into the air.

 

“Seriously?  What part of DON”T TALK are you not getting.  Did your brain shrink with you?”  She says manipulating Brad face down over her titanic thighs.  Using one hand on his back and pinning him down Brad yells out when he feels a smack and a stinging pain on his butt.  “This is the only way bad little boys learn”  She says giving another smack.  Brad yelps.  The pain was intense but the humiliation of being spanked was almost worse.  But after a couple more spanks he realized the pain in his butt was the worst and to his horror he had started to actually cry.  Shawna noticed this as well.

 

“Aww what’s wrong...I thought you were a man.  But you can’t even take a little spanking.  Even little boys can take a spanking without crying.  You’re not even a little boy.  You’re nothing but a whining crying little baby”  She says chuckling.  “Well fortunately for you I know what crying little babies always need…”  She pulls down her top revealing an absolutely massive breast.  “...They need some titty”  She presses Brad's face into her nipple.  A nipple that takes up most of his face.  

 

Although nothing was going to come out Brad tried to push away and avoid this humiliation but with enough force Shawna managed to get him to wrap his mouth around the nipple and start sucking.  He was ashamed to admit that this motion.  Wrapped up in her arm with a giant boob in his mouth was somewhat comforting.  He tried to snap out of it but still felt the stinging pain on his ass.  He was truly helpless.  Like a baby in this woman’s arms. She looked down and made eye contact and smiled.  

 

“Now...you have an hour left.  And if you’re a good boy I’ll give you a treat.  Now when I let you free from my boob I want you to say “Thank you Miss Shawna”.  That’s all and you’ll get your treat”  She says pulling her nipple out of his mouth.

 

Brad looks up.  He wants to argue he wants to tell this woman that she’s under arrest.  But he knew when you had leverage and when you didn’t.  And right now, helpless as a child he had no leverage.  “Thank you Miss Shawna,”  Brad says and she smiles.

 

“Good boy”  She says carrying the little man over to one of the chairs and placing his baby sized body down on it.  “So you wanna know what I did before I took this job?  I was a dancer…”  She says leaning down showing off her titanic breasts jiggling back and forth.  “And I have to say I gave the best lap dances if I do say so myself...but why tell you”  she leans down closer, her face right in front of Brads.  “When I can show you…”

Shawna stands up and starts to gyrate her hips.  “And I know just what little white men like…”  She slowly turns around revealing her titanic ass swallowing up the tiny bikini.  “They like big…”  She pops her hips.  “...black…”  She pops it again making the cheeks jiggle.  “...booties”  She backs up and makes her cheeks jiggle.  Brad stares up almost hypnotized again.  He realizes that her ass is bigger than his whole body.  He felt so helpless, so small...but so…

 

Brad’s eyes went wide as he felt it.  “Oh no...no no no no…”  He said trying to think of something else but he couldn’t take his eyes off her ass.  He felt his body tense and then it happened.  He was so humiliated.  He was sitting on a chair and he couldn’t control himself.  Shawna looks over her shoulder with a grin.

 

“Okay get ready because...wait…”  She says seeing what happened and she just starts laughing.  “Oh my god seriously?  That was like 30 seconds and you blow your load without me even touching you?  Geez, talk about pathetic…” She said with a chuckle shaking her head.  “Well at least my job is done...might wanna scoot over”  She smiles leaning back and sitting in the chair.  Brad struggled as he was helplessly squished down into the chair .  Her giant butt wiggling on top of him.  

 

Brad couldn't hear the music come on as he had spent the last 45 minutes pressed under Shawna’s massive ass.  “Okay times up”  She said standing up and laughing when she felt Brad’s body actually lift up with her ass.  His body was actually stuck for a moment and after a quick wiggle Brad’s defeated body fell back onto the chair.  He was almost in a state of shock as he was held motionless under this woman’s ass for so long.  He couldn’t keep doing this.

 

“Well that was fun...you know the drill...shower’s in there...hope you had fun, see ya next time blah blah blah”  She says walking out of the room and Brad hears the hotel door close when he starts to grow back but he just sat there for a few moments.  He finally managed to drag himself to the shower and then home.  Not only had today not gone better than the previous, it had gone much much worse.

 

***Later that night***

 

Brad sighed as he walked up the steps to his apartment.  He tried something different this evening.  It had been bad last night but the thought of what he went through today was so much worse.  The feeling of those feet on him.  The sting of the spanking that he still felt in his ass.  The way her nipple tasted and then spending almost an hour squished under a giant butt.  He couldn’t shake it, this feeling of helplessness, and not only that but the feeling of his body wanting it.  He decided a long walk would help...but it didn’t.  He sighed, opening his door and walking in when he saw her sitting on his couch.

 

“Karla?!?”  He gasped seeing his partner sitting on the couch.  He closed the door quickly and looked at her.  “What the hell are you doing here?”  He asked and noticed something he had only seen a couple times.  Karla looked a little uneasy.

 

“Look I used your spare key and I know you’re undercover and I shouldn’t be here but you wouldn’t answer my texts and I had a bad feeling about this and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay and…” She says rambling as Brad walks up and puts his hands on her shoulders.

 

“Karla.  Karla!”  He yells to get her to stop and he smiles.  “I’m actually happy to see you...want a drink?”  He says and Karla smiles and sighs nodding.  And it was true.  For the first time in days Brad was able to think about something other than what he had gone through.  Brad went and poured a couple drinks before walking back to Karla.

 

“Now before I give this to you, remember.  I can’t tell you anything about what’s been happening…”  Karla takes the drink and is about to speak but Brad continues.  “...I know you want information but when undercover we can’t risk anyone else having other information...that way when I say no one knows I’m not lying...but I can say that I’m making progress”  He says as Karla takes a swig.

 

“Okay...well I just...I just have this weird feeling.  Are you sure this isn’t just one of those things we can let go...I mean can you tell me if you found any proof of the missing persons?”

 

“Karla…”  Brad says looking at her in a way that said he clearly wasn’t going to say anything.

 

“Okay fine you don’t have to tell me just…”  She says taking another swig.  “Just be careful okay?”  She says and Brad nods.

 

“Always am.  Now considering you shouldn’t even be here in the first place it’s probably best that you get going.”  Brad says getting up and Karla nods “I appreciate you looking out for me but I’ve been down this road before.  And it’s for both my AND your safety that we really don’t communicate okay?  I’ll reach out to you once I have something.”  He says walking to the door and opening it and Karla nods and walks out.  Brad is about to shut the door when Karla yells out.

 

“Brad!”  

 

Brad stops and looks at her just a few steps away.

 

“Just...Look just know that sometimes the smart move is to walk away”  She says smiling and walking when Brad closes the door.

 

Brad can’t help but think that was a little odd but realized this was the first time she’s had a “partner” undercover like this and she must just be nervous.  And one thing herealized working with her was that if you told her to stay away, she was probably going to get into the middle of it.  Hopefully now she’d listen though.

 

It wasn’t soon after Karla left that Brad couldn’t help but go back to thinking of what happened.  What he went through.  How embarrassing it would have been to tell Karla.  He even laughed realizing he would never hear the end of it.  He decided he needed a break.  Although he needed a bit more information he needed to take a day off for both his mind and to show his body it didn’t need it.  He headed off to bed deciding that tomorrow would be a little “vacation” day.  

 

The problem was that 3 hours after going to bed Brad was laying in bed wide awake.  It was like he couldn’t silence his thoughts.  Going from “L” or Lauren or whatever she wanted to be called, to Tara and Shawna, to Karla’s concern.  He opened up his nightstand and took out a small pill bottle.  Nothing strong, just a couple sleeping pills.  Brad usually avoided them because although they worked they always gave him the strangest dreams and nightmares.  But right now any type of sleep was better than the thoughts running through his head and after a few minutes he felt his eyelids get heavy and he drifted off to sleep.

 

 

 

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