Tom looked away, fidgeting with his hands as he softly mumbled his wish.
"I... would you... I wanna... Is it okay if you squash me?" He was stammering like a school boy, barely able to look Beth in the eye anymore. She was bemused, but not for long. If he knew how many pesky twerps had received some powerful lessons from her wide posterior he might not be so eager. But this would be different. He wanted this.
"Well, that is an unusual request indeed. Most people fantasize about being buried under a mountain of elephant butt when they come to me. But you've been thinking about getting flattened... by me?"
"Well, you're really pretty..." He struggled with his words, unable to decipher if the zookeeper was amused or enraged by his request. All he knew was she seemed to enjoy leaving him in suspense.
Beth's heart was warmed by his earnest proposal. She mulled over her options for a second before walking past the guy and locking her office door. She wrestled with the blinds on her one window, shutting them to provide the pair a little bit of privacy. Not that there were many peering eyes in this back corner of the zoo, but because she liked the sense of intimacy it provided. All the while she watched the nervous man sweating, wondering if he'd just stepped into the lair of the most dangerous animal in this zoo.
"Well, I guess I can humor you. But only because you're so cute and polite. First things first though, your clothes. Lose them." She commanded. This part of the fun wasn't any different between her and the usual animal flattenings. Can't risk her precious beasts getting playful with those clothes and choking on them somehow. What was different though was that she stripped down alongside him. Her huge belly and immense rear swung free, making the man pause his undressing for a moment to admire them. Mere minutes later both of them weren't wearing a thread of clothing.
"Sit yourself down on the floor right here." Beth instructed, Tom hastily obeying. From his lowered position the hefty assets on Beth looked even more overwhelming. She stepped close enough for her gut to eclipse the ceiling light for him, feeling his head bump against the fatty mass. The smell, a strange mix of sweat and animalistic musk, tingled in his nose. She relished this part of her game, having the little man completely at her mercy. She could crush him flat in so many different ways and he'd be helpless in every one of them. The anticipation alone was turning her on.
"Since you're such a good sport about this, I'll let you have first pick. What should I squash you with?"
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