This choice: "Show him around the buliding" • Go Back...Chapter #3A Rushed Tour by: Unknown “Show him around the building, will you?” Touko said, and the younger girl nodded vigorously. “Just…give him a general tour. He should know the layout of this place if he’s going to be spending a while with us. End the tour at his dressing room, alright?” Touka finished giving instructions, blew you a kiss, and then sauntered away.
You watched Touko’s ass sway side-to-side tantalizingly as she disappeared down the hallway, but your gaze was eventually interrupted by your chest being squashed flat. You let out a puny gasp, and whipped your head up to look at the attendant who was holding you in an iron fist.
She was avoiding eye contact with you, and appeared to be sweating quite a bit. You could also see the faintest of blushes forming in her cheeks. She was rather cute, but didn’t quite stand out in any noticeable way.
“Uh…so, so um…uh…” The attendant stuttered. “Th…this is really, really, really…weird. I guess…uh…god. This is my first…day…” The girl wiped her forehead, and then started walking. You tried to wiggle out of her grasp, but couldn’t. When you opened your mouth to speak, no sound came out, due to the girl currently crushing your lungs flat. At the moment, you were powerless, and the attendant was oblivious to your plight.
“This is the office area…but I suppose that’s obvious.” The girl chuckled nervously. You glanced out at several desks, each occupied by a busy looking person typing away on a computer. “Touko’s office is down that way. I work in her office too.” As the attendant walked away, you made a mental note of the location of Touko’s office, for future use should the need arise.
“This is one of our various gyms.” The attendant stood in the doorway of an impressively large and equipped gym room. Various machines covered every spare inch of the floor. You saw two attractive women in outlandish outfits working out in the corner, but didn’t recognize them on sight. Thankfully, the attendant hurried away before you were forced to make introductions. You weren’t really in the mood to meet anyone at the moment.
The attendant circled the entire building, showing you two other gyms, as well as a small swimming pool. You stared in awe at the massive arena in the center of the facility, and hid ducked as low as you could when the attendant brushed past a group of giggly teenagers waiting for an autograph from a wrestler.
Finally, the tour was coming to an end, so the young girl carrying you picked up her pace and headed towards the dressing rooms. Each door was clearly labeled, and so the attendant frantically searched for the door with your name on it. You had no idea why she was panicking so much, only that her grip was squeezing you tighter and tighter with each passing second.
You didn’t know, but the attendant had been stressing out so much because she was worried that she was going to cause an accident and end up killing you. She wasn’t fully aware of your body’s new properties. Since she was now in the home stretch, her mind was racing, and she wasn’t thinking clearly.
She finally spotted a door that was open a crack. She assumed this was your room, and that Touko had left it open so that you would easily be able to get inside. Not even bothering to check the nametag on the door, she pried the door open, tossed you inside, slammed the door shut, and dashed back to her office. Back at her office, she sat down, took several deep breaths, and eventually calmed down. In a few short hours, she had forgotten all about ever meeting you.
Meanwhile, you found yourself lying in a crumpled heap on the soft carpet of the dressing room. The room was pitch black, as the attendant had forgotten to turn on the lights before running away. You blindly stumbled around the room, eventually bumping into the leg of a plush, comfy chair. You scrambled up the leg and flopped onto the chair, resting in the middle of the chair. It was like a huge bed now because of your diminutive stature.
Just then, the door to the dressing room clicked open, and the lights were turned on. You curled into a ball reflexively, and shielded your eyes from the bright lights. You heard the door close, and the sound of someone’s footsteps. Finally, your eyes adjusted to the light, and you looked up to see…  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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