It is the year 2080, humanity is still divided, but differently than it was a few decades before. There was now a greater difference between different people, literally. The Micro Syndrome. Those affected did not grow taller than 15cm, but otherwise had the same appearance as normal people. Initially this syndrome was hushed up until more or less 2 thirds of humanity was infected. In the beginning there were many crimes against the infected, human trafficking, abuse, murders and worse. After the second generation of Micros came the big revolution. Micros were granted human rights, jobs were adapted, specific jobs were created for them. This series of stories will reflect the everyday lives of a select few mics. I can't say yet how many parts there will be, but I hope you'll enjoy it. At the end of each part I give you, the readers, a choice to determine how the story should continue.
The secretary Kim Masura worked in a banking company along with three other micros and 4 normies. She had been working there for 3 years now and liked her job...for the most part. The microphones had their own offices set up, “dollhouses” that looked like skyscrapers, housed in their own room to which only authorized personnel had access. This was to avoid accidents between normies and mics. This worked most of the time and was therefore used for other aspects of the workspace. The micro-toilets were between the normal toilets and were built into the partition wall. Kim knew full well that this was used for some of the scandalous micro-normie affairs, as you could use specific tiles to open a door into the normal toilets. Kim thought this was cheap, but didn't judge anyone for it; after all, you don't choose who you fall in love with or who you desire.
Kim started her day at home, a huge, even by normie standards, micro-complex. Millions of microphones lived in it. Kim had enough clothes as there were also micro tailors and boutiques. Then we went to work by public transport. Public transport was on buses and trains with a rollercoaster-like structure for the mikes to get on and off. Short-distance gliders had also been installed, but only very few people use them. Too often we heard of gliders either being diverted by strong winds or colliding with normies. Kim still liked them and used them almost every day, even if her hairstyle suffered from the helmet. In the building she took the elevator, one for the microphones, right next to the one for the normies. Sometimes she would take the Normie elevator with one of her taller colleagues because it was simply faster. She then had to hide in a bag, backpack or handbag because microphones were not allowed in the Normie elevator. Then we went to the dollhouse and her office.
She greeted her colleagues, worked until lunch break and seemed like any other normie. Before she could leave for her lunch break, she received a memo from her boss, Jeff Karlsen. He summoned her to his office for a conversation. Kim had some idea what it might be about. She set off in a hurry, almost forgot her bag and had to go back halfway. Kim was looking for a free indoor go-kart, micro-carts that micro-employees could use to get around the building faster, or drive through normie territory. On the way, Kim had to brake sharply because a huge handbag suddenly blocked her path. Kim looked up and saw Sabrina. A tall, blonde woman with arrogant features on her face that match her character. “Oops, I almost missed you. You’ve got to be more careful where you’re going, silly.” Kim hated her and as far as she knew it was mutual. Sabrina had a sports bag next to her; she probably went to the fitness room. At least that way she wouldn't get in Kim's way. Kim drove around the bag and after a few minutes reached Mr. Karlsen's office. However, for very specific reasons, Kim parked her kart two corners away and walked back, making sure no one noticed her or stepped on her. She opened a tile next to the actual entrance, not an official entrance where her ID card is scanned, but one for special visitors. She slipped in and made her way through the dusty corridor, at the end of which she opened another tile and came out in the office. No one was in sight except Jeff, who was sitting at his desk. She walked towards the table, Jeff didn't notice her because he was typing. She walked around the massive wooden table and walked to the leg area at the end of which lay Jeff's outstretched legs. Her target was to the right, a simpler thread that went up and was connected to a small lamp. Before Kim pulled on them, she admired again Jeff's huge shoes, a little more than twice the size, slightly worn soles, road dirt clinging to them. Kim suppressed the urge to touch her, instead she gave the signal. At her tug, she saw Jeff's feet retreat, the chair roll back, and Jeff's face appeared. "Ah, my lunch appointment!" Jeff's hand approached her and offered her a surface to climb on. She climbed up and enjoyed the climb. Jeff placed Kim tenderly on the desk and smiled. “You’ve come just in time. I still have to send the email and then we can get started. Do you have a pill with you?” By pill, Jeff meant an invention that had improved the lives of the microphones many times over. Gumtastica™ is a small blue pill that gave the mics' bodies gummy properties for an hour. Extensibility, elasticity and resistance to current. This ensured that even if a normie or something heavy were to fall on a mic, it would survive, albeit somewhat flattened. However, since this pill was expensive and very few workplaces gave it out to their workers for free unless necessary, these pills were rarely used in everyday life. Of course, as people are, other uses were quickly discovered for this miracle product, of a sexual nature. Micros could have sex with normies that way. Vaginas could be penetrated by huge objects, one could survive a trip to huge pleasure caves without too much difficulty and much more. Now there was a spark between Kim and Jeff and the two started a relationship. Jeff had been Kim's first normie, she had had sex with other mikes before, but it just wasn't the same. There wasn't the same animalistic desire to be penetrated by someone the same size as compared to someone who could literally use you like a toy, who could impale you. Jeff was also the first person Kim allowed to fuck her anally. Despite the pain-relieving effect of the Gumtasticas™, it hurt like hell at first, Kim thought that her anus would no longer be able to close properly afterwards and would remain stretched out. Jeff had trouble holding back at the time and just before he came, his cock pushed through her entire body and came out of her mouth. Both of them were amazed at the sight. Another peculiarity of the microphones came into its own here. Microphones could go without air for an average of one to two hours. The only difficulty for Jeff was peeling Kim off his penis again. Kim knew Jeff had enjoyed this and even though it wasn't her favorite type of sex, she still let Jeff impale and use her like that every now and then. They had tried a lot of things in their affair, toys, BDSM, role play, various fetishes. The only thing Kim found unfortunate was that they had never met outside of work until now. She was sure that she wasn't the only one who came to Jeff's for some fun anyway, but sometimes she wanted to stay longer, just cuddle, but work didn't allow that.
Kim smiled at Jeff: "Yes, here." She pointedly showed him how she swallowed the pill and moved to the screen, gradually taking off her clothes. She left a trail of clothes and finally threw her bag on the screen stand, between the plastic figures that were about the same size as herself. Then she stood in front of the screen and played with her breasts and her long black hair and moaned softly . Excited, Jeff finished his email and sent it. With a very familiar sound, she heard Jeff's zipper unzip and his hand quickly grabbed her from the table. “You little slut. Getting so annoyed while working here. How about if I did that at your office?" Kim laughed: "I'd like to see that. I rather think that your little friend would either make a mess of everything or I would have to clean up a huge mess afterwards." Jeff grinned evilly: "My 'little' friend never stays small with you for long." In fact, Kim saw Jeff's penis already looking up completely hard , his target dangling above him. “Let me taste you first.” Jeff’s mouth closed around her breasts and sucked on them. Kim felt her breasts stretch, drawn in by the suction. "Stop Jeff, otherwise I'll have ultra saggy tits afterward." Kim joked, knowing that stretched or flattened body parts took a few minutes to reform to their original state, but even after the pill stopped working, deformities never remained left over. Jeff's response to Kim's comment was a hard bite on her tits. Pain and pleasure, a cycle Kim knew and loved. Jeff loved to mark her body, even if it was temporary, and his teeth would definitely leave bite marks. Jeff's hunger for her taste quickly spread to her nether region. His tongue licked down Kim's body towards her womanhood. Without warning Kim, his tongue plunged into her, opening her abdomen and making her scream in lust. The massive, red organ withdrew and now licked her back door, pampering her and making her excitement rise. “It’s your luck that we don’t have that much time today. Next time you’ll kiss my ass again.”
Kim knew what he wanted. She had already licked and massaged his anus a few times and had her head almost all the way in. Fortunately, Jeff was very clean, so Kim was happy to do it for him. The smell was still strong, especially when he pushed her head in, but Kim still really enjoyed doing this favor for him. He had called her his favorite ass-kisser the first time after that. For some reason that had filled her with pride.
Today, however, Jeff's desire and time was for a quickie. He spread Kim's legs, pressed a finger into her slit and pushed inside. His finger was already bigger than any micro-cock she'd had before. The second finger followed immediately and penetrated her. Now came the slightly more painful part. Jeff opened her slit and pulled it over his member. Jeff's penis tip formed a massive bulge in her stomach, it was completely disproportionate. With the tip in, Jeff found the rest of the penetration easy. He pulled her lower body along the length of his member, almost twice her size, until she was as tight as a condom. Luckily, Jeff gave her a minute to adjust.
“Is the cream cake ready for its filling?” Jeff asked ironically. He knew she couldn't speak clearly like that, moaning and screaming yes, but no clear articulation. This is how the fun began. Up and down, quick, rough movements, Kim came extremely quickly because her stretched pussy was hypersensitive and not even the painful thrusts against her uterus could cope with the extreme stimuli. She hadn't even recovered from her first orgasm when the second one came. Shortly before the third, she also felt Jeff's cock throb. “Come on, fill me, you stallion.” Kim thought, but then the knocking stopped and suddenly, she pulled her pants over Kim and fastened them frantically. "Mr. Karlsen, I need your signature on these documents." Kim heard Sabrina's voice. Of course it was her, who else comes here at lunchtime and disturbs her fun. "Oh, uhmm, yeah, sure, come in." Jeff sat down in a position that hopefully hid his lower half well. Sabrina came in and Jeff noticed Kim's clothes on his desk just in time. He took a handkerchief and pretended to wipe something away, while he actually picked up Kim's clothes underneath, carefully folded the handkerchief and then placed it next to him. Sabrina brought him a few contracts and order forms, showing him where she needed his signature , and stood at the side of the desk. While Jeff signed, Sabrina drank a coffee that she had gotten from the machine. When Jeff got to the final form, he asked Sabrina a few questions about certain items in the contract, he wasn't fully engaged as Kim's hot pussy was constantly stimulating his member. Sabrina leaned towards him, intentionally showing off her cleavage, and the image of Sabrina fucking him with Kim on his cock came to Jeff's mind. The scenario continued to run in his head and then it happened, Sabrina's cup tipped. She caught it, but not before a huge amount of hot, brown liquid sloshed out. She apologized and immediately took a tissue and wiped away the coffee. Jeff was still too horny to react immediately, but just watched her go. After Sabrina was finished, she threw the soaked paper into the trash can and left the office. Jeff's thoughts revolved around her bubble butt, which he would have loved to fill with Kim, even though he knew that Kim wouldn't allow this, at least not with Sabrina, maybe with another woman.
The door closed and Jeff wasted no time. Pants opened, his hand closed around Kim and jerking off with full enthusiasm. He was even more brutal than usual with Kim, she would be sore for the next few days. With a groan he came inside her, making her bloat, he hadn't come so hard in a long time. It was a wild ride for Kim, after the 6th climax she stopped counting. For her, Jeff's orgasm was the final gong of a long match. Both remained exhausted and motionless for a few minutes. Jeff looked down at Kim. "You were great. How I would love to leave you like that all day long, unfortunately your pill doesn't allow that. That reminds me, I wanted to introduce you to our new prototype pill. Extended duration, a full 8 hours. However, the side effects are not yet known. Do you still want to try it?" Jeff smiled, knowing that he wouldn't get such a quick answer from Kim, not in her current state. He stood up, held himself over the filled trash can and slowly pulled down his human condom. He hadn't fully pulled her off when his sperm was already dripping out of her and running into the trash can. Like a toothpaste tube, he pressed on Kim's stomach to empty it faster. Kim's bulging vagina and stomach just looked so out of place with the rest of her body, he could have easily stuck a finger or two in without encountering resistance. Jeff thought it was incredibly hot when his Kim looked like an empty meat balloon. He placed them lovingly on the table, wiped himself with a cloth and put his clothes back on. Then he waited for Kim to recover. When she was back to more or less normal proportions, her breasts and stomach were still slightly sagging and her vagina was still open enough for 3 of her fingers to fit in easily. “That was actually cool. But 8 hours of it? Then I need a week's vacation after that before I can move again. Besides, can you even stay hard for that long?" Kim looked down, Jeff's bite actually left a mark. “Maybe not, but I can use you in other ways.” Jeff stuck out his tongue at her. “And what about these unknown side effects?” Kim asked. "Imagine staying so worn out." Jeff smiled at the thought. “That wouldn’t bother me. You would still be hotter than most of the other women here. In addition, the side effects are not entirely unknown. Just not quite figured out yet.” Kim rolled her eyes. She would probably try it for Jeff one way or another. She looked around, wanted to get dressed because it was still getting cold, but she couldn't find anything. “Honey, where are my clothes?” “Oh, I quickly wrapped them in a tissue when your girlfriend came in.” Jeff Kim annoyed. He went to reach for the handkerchief when he noticed it was gone. “Where did it go?” he asked himself aloud. Then he paused. "Shit..." Kim saw Jeff turn pale. "What's wrong?" Jeff rushed to the trash can and pulled out the handkerchief that was dripping with cum and coffee. He put it on the table and Kim looked at him questioningly. Without a word he unfolded it until he saw his fears inside. Kim's clothes were brown and wet, Sabrina had used this tissue to wipe away her mess. Kim stared at her disfigured clothing in horror. "Shit!" "I'm so sorry, I didn't realize that she, that she…" Jeff stammered. Kim walked towards her clothes and called her out. The blouse was worn out and couldn't be saved, the skirt could perhaps be washed. The underwear was soaked but still wearable when dried. Kim only saw one of her high-heeled shoes. The second one was probably in the trash. She sat on the handkerchief and looked at the screen. At least your bag was safe. Despite the situation, Jeff couldn't help but find the sight of Kim in the dirty, used and wet handkerchief hot. Jeff calmed down and thought. “Wait, I still have a few of your clothes in my locker!” Kim looked up. "I'll replace those clothes for you too, but for now I'll get you what I still have in my locker of yours." Kim laughed, she knew he meant well, he had no idea that this was her favorite blouse. She fell back and told him, “Thank you and don’t worry. It was an accident. And tell me more about this new pill later.”
End of part 1
Survey to readers:
What side effect do you want the new pill to have?