"I was thinking that we could play some doll games with Ken in my room," Abby said. "I have several doll houses to put him in. Toys and clothes too. It will be great. He'll be like a very own Ken doll."
Brittney released a wide smile and clapped with glee. First he was subjected to being her butt toy and now he would be used as an actual toy. The possibilities of what Ken would be used as were endless.
"That's a great idea, but let me do the honors of playing with our doll first," Brittney said taking Ken away from Abby's hands. "He really seemed to be like my butt and I'm sure he doesn't want to be away for too long. Isn't that right Ken?"
As if it add insult to injury, Brittney extended Ken over to her butt and brushed his face over her butt cheek as she held her pants and underwear away from her fleshy rear. Ken screamed for the giant child to stop, but Brittney got in a few more rubs before Abby snatched his body away from her.
"Stop," Abby shouted. "He isn't just a butt toy. He has other uses too. Which we'll find out what they are soon enough."
Without further hesitation, Abby led her friend into her room. Just like she promised, there were multiple dollhouses lined up in her room. Each one was more extravagant than the last. Abby went to the corner of her room and opened the doll house, which looked to be styled based on an 18th-century European mansion. The dollhouse was done with extremely fine detail. The exterior was made with complete white ceramic with metallic gold railing across the entrance and edges of the doors. Abby opened the door to the house which revealed an extremely extravagant home completely with multiple kitchens, marble tiled bathrooms and highly decorative bedrooms. Abby pulled open the closet doors to one of the bedrooms and pulled out a small business suit.
"Here," Abby said, handing the shrunken Ken to Brittney. "If you want to play with him so much, why don't you undress him. He has an interview in a couple of minutes and we don't want him to be late."
Ken audibly gasped as he heard Abby instruct her friend to de-clothe him, throwing his arms in protest, but by the time he could open his mouth to try and convince the giant girl to reconsider, he was already undressed down to his boxers. Ken tried to give modesty to his more sensitive areas, but Brittney knocked Ken's arms away with a flick of her finger.
"Don't hide anything from me little Kenny. Besides, you'll be in much better clothes soon." Brittney said. Abby handed Brittney the clothes Ken needed for his "interview" and Brittney slipped them on. When Ken was fully dressed, Brittney handed the Ken doll to Abby who quickly placed him inside a cheap, plastic pink Barbie car.
"Oh no," Abby said as she placed Ken's hands on the steering wheel for him. She then began to move the car across her room. "Ken is going to be late for his interview. He better turn on the rocket boosters!"
Without any warning, Abby promptly lifted Ken up into while he was in the car. Ken, who was afraid of heights given his new size, closed his eyes and tried to imagine himself on solid ground. He began to grow nauseous as he felt his body fly through the air unconditionally. Finally, before he was about to throw up, he found himself on solid ground. He opened his eyes and found himself sitting in front of Abby and Brittney who looked to be reading a piece of paper.
"Ah, it's so nice to meet you, Ken," Abby said in a fake-adult voice. "However, you were much shorter than I imagined. That doesn't matter though. We are an equal opportunity employer. However, I will require you to do some tests."
Abby picked up Ken and lifted up her butt. She slid him under the open space under ass and giggled. Before sitting her bottom down on the miniscule boy, she explained what she was about to do.
"Your job requires you to give comfort to those around you. My butt has been feeling lonely lately and it could use some comfort. See what you can do about this, won't you?"
Ken screamed as the giant, plump child's ass sat down upon his frail tiny body. His yells were muffled as the doughy flesh clothed in denim fell upon him. Abby shifted her ass back and forth, releasing short little giggles as she felt the small being underneath bend and twist due to her asses will. Ken tried to pound Abby's posterior, but Abby's weight was so immense that he couldn't move his body even the slightest inch. Instead Ken was forced to become a butt toy for both her and Brittney. He screamed in pain as Abby's rear end put all sorts of pressure on him. Acute, heavy. There was no limit to the amount of pain he was experiencing. Finally, when Abby was finished, she pulled Ken out from underneath her.
As Abby held Ken up to her face to examine his ruffled and messy business suit, Ken coughed and gagged for air. His vision had to readjust and his perception took a while to stabilize. Finally, he when his body had turned back to "normal," Abby handed Ken to Brittney.
"I won't let you know how you did on the test until my associate is done with you. Brittney, what is Ken's next test."
Brittney took off her socks and shoes and placed Ken at her gigantic bare feet. Brittney wiggled her toes while Ken had to immediately cover his nose at the disgusting smell of Brittney's smelly feet. Brittney saw Ken trying to shield his nose from the foul stench of her feet and immediately pressed her two feet down upon Ken. Ken screamed as the sweaty flesh soaked through his suit and touched his skin. An entire shiver went through his spine as the foul, salty smelling liquid started to soak him.
"You need to be able to handle the smell my feet if you want the job little man." Brittney said as she rocked her feet back and forth. "I was going to have you rub my feet and let you be able to touch and bask in their glory, but since you couldn't handle their wonderful smell, I think it's time I taught you a lesson."
Brittney continued to grind her feet into the floor of Abby's room, taking Ken along for the ride. Ken was grateful that Brittney's bare feet did not weigh as much as Abby's massive, doughy butt but was dismayed that Brittney's feet smelled much worse and had an accompanying slime.
Brittney kicked the ground using her soles multiple times, trying to make Ken's life even more miserable. Ken screamed and coughed as the smelly feet relentlessly pounded his body as if he was a punching bag, or in this case, a kicking bag. Ken begged for mercy between Brittney's kicks and stomps, but that only made the giant child even more encouraged to inflict pain upon the shrunken being at her feet. Finally, after several minutes she had stopped kicking and pulled her feet back into her lap.
"I hope you've learned your lesson little Kenny." Brittney smile as if what she had just done was completely innocent and acceptable. "Maybe later I'll tape you to the bottom of my sole and I'll make sure that you get plenty of time with my 'stinky' feet."
Ken couldn't believe that simply by covering his nose that he had offended Brittney that much. He made a mental note not to repeat the same mistake. Finally, Abby picked Ken up and brought him up to her face. Ken was mentally prepared for another wicked test, but quickly found out that he would be getting a brief reprieve.
"Alright Ken, my associate and I have done all our required tests. Now we just need to confer with each other to determine if you received the job. Just one moment please. This won't take long."
Abby and Brittney looked at each other and nodded their heads. They didn't say a single word to each other nor give off any other verbal cues as far as Ken was aware. It was almost as if they were communicating telepathically. They both redirected their gaze at Ken and delivered the answer Ken had been waiting for over the course several minutes.
"Well, Mr. Ken, me and my associate Brittney have decided that you have ____
1- "Passed our tests and earned a position as our full time toy."
2- "Proven that we must conduct another test."
3. "Completely failed our test, hopefully you'll do better as a snack."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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