"I will gladly join you Miss Cortez at the Met Gala, Kind Regards"
Click.
A smile lit your face, as you just sent a positive reply to your Boss, you didn't wanna miss a chance impressing her, plus being at a Gala wasn't going to be boring, so many Celebrities there.
As you are rolling a cigarette paper and preparing to stuff it with a bit of "Green stuff", the notification tab on the screen of the Laptop emitted a *blip*, and, with your heart racing at the thought, you discover that:
"A Nigerian prince desires to-"
"Oh, fuck off!" You thought, as you proceed to eliminate this scammy mail from your computer. Soon after, though, the waited reply arrived, from Alexandria Ocasio Cortez herself, complete with the date and, surprisingly, an appointment the day before the Gala.
"See you there" was the closing phrase, and you felt like touching the sky!
Days passed, and, as waited for so long, the night of your first "date" with the Cortez has arrived. You found yourself stylish enough with your black pants, white long shirt and a nice grey elegant jacket on top of it, together with a pair of grey mocassin.
But, as you saw her, you immediately knew that, whatever you were gonna wear tonight, she was gonna be just better looking and stylish than you, a Goddess in disguise between men, as she wore a complete, dark green dress, sober from the ankle to the waist, sexy from the waistline to the shoulders, as even this magnificent piece of attire couldn't restrain those two mammaries, big sized breasts that you could hardly be able to squeeze with your hand, despite her being somewhat on a small size, at 5 ft 4, they were immense and, you dared to think, a little bit unproportional to the rest of her body.
But you still couldn't get your eyes off it.
"Pervert" you thought of yourself, as you and AOC exchange pleasantries and go off to dinner, something filling as tomorrow there wouldn't be many chances to eat.
You proceed to the mall where you both get some piece of jewelry for the Gala and, after a bit of a walk, come inside a mex-tex restaurant, decent priced meal and huge portions.
"Great" was the thought, as you see the smiling face of approval of the sexy politician, as you order a full course meal.
Before the appetizers arrives, she tells you: "I'm gonna show you a thing later" and then, with a smile, kissed you on the lips. Despite being only a little smooch, you still felt in heaven, and barely ate anything from the emotion, you would also swear that something got in your mouth as you two exchanged a little kiss, but you quickly shrugged it off as emotion.
Then, at the end of the dessert, you start to feel dizzy, and excuse yourself. You reassure your date, which still had a huge smile on her face, and went to the unisex bathroom. As soon as you enter a stall, you lose consciousness for a few seconds, only to regain it again, with a shocking view: You were in a gigantic bathroom stall!
You felt puzzled and panicked, unable to comprehend the situation. You collapsed on the floor, the toilet itself being as tall as as a skyscraper and as wide as a Royal Palace. Even the bathroom's square tiles, that at normal height were the size of a human foot, at your size felt as long as a truck complete with a gas tank trailer!
You hear booming sounds getting closer, it was hard to distinguish to your little ears, but it sounded like heels, as you see two high heels covered feminine feet right outside the stall. Then it opened, and a truly Goddess sized, gigantic, gargantuan Alexandria Ocasio Cortez revealed herself. You were in awe, you never saw something so big in your whole life. The only time you felt this towered and tiny in your life was Manhattan, where the skyscrapers dominated your view and made you feel real tiny. But you already saw something a bit bigger than the Empire State Building at your size: The toilet!
And it barely scratched her knees in height, so the colossal politician was easily quadruple, or even quintuple the size of the biggest skyscraper you had in mind.
You were nothing but a speck to the vastitude of her body, to her towering mountainous stature.
She was truly gargantuan, and, despite her height making your vision of her head a bit blurry, her face was so big that you could swear that you recognize her having the same smile that she had at the end of the meal.
Despite having realized how small and insignificant you were, she immediately spotted you, as her truck sized feet block you from each side, and a predatory look locked onto you, as the Ocasio Cortez lowers two of her fingers to catch you.
She plucked you up with her fingers, and then placed you on the palm of her other hand, her face looming over you like judging Greek Goddess, the palm of her hand alone having the same surface area of a front-yard to you, while her face was the house, surely at least as big as one.
Her amused eyes were concentrated solely on you.
She definitely knew what was going on, and, like any other politician, decided that in a moment like this, before taking action, there still was priority for a little speech, her voice booming shake me to the core, but it was still hearable as she said:
"Hey there, my little intern! You must have figured out that I'm the one who shrunk you by now, I'll tell you how, with a simple minuscule sized pill, the same size as you now actually, that I hide behind one of my teeth for special occasions, and I inserted it into your mouth thanks to our little kiss!"
She giggled as she barely could make up the shock in your face squinting her eyes, and then continues:
"Now, I shrunk you because of your internet past, it's unacceptable that one of my intern had interactions in online hate boards, even if it was many years ago!"
You try to explain yourself but the only reply you get is the booming giggle of her cute face, as she can hear nothing but tiny acute squeaks.
She actually had a plan for this, and she retrieved with one of her finger something from under her tongue: a little box, which she gently passed to you by sticking the saliva covered tip right next to you.
The box was hard as hell to pick up, as the stickiness of her disgusting saliva meant that you required an inhuman amount of strength to separate it from the tip of her finger.
AOC almost bursted out laughing loudly, barely containing it, as you finally managed to retrieve the box, her entertained eyes looming over you. She was definitely having fun seeing you this small and pathetic.
Inside there was a sturdy, keyboard phone, and a set of earphones, to be used as a microphone. You saw the Ocasio Cortez showing her ear next to you, displaying her own earphone.
She then continued: "Speak!" was her command.
You then said: "Why did you shrink me for that? I don't have those Suprematist ideas no more, I'm a changed man, I swear Miss Ocasio Cortez, unshrink me, please!"
Your pleas for help were not accepted however, as she simply said: "I don't trust you yet, you are cute and adorable, that's why you're still alive and not plastered to my sole, but don't push me too much, otherwise I might be forced to do it nonetheless!"
She then paused, you saw her face contract in a rictus of loathing and disgust, as a strong quacking sound came from below with the force of a storm's dozens thunders.
She tooted.
Her fart was short and quacking, but, despite the funny, almost innocent sound, carried a smell of rare proportion, I caught a whiff and then I got my own face contracted in disgust, the odor of sulphur got into my nostrils and I got on all fours, gagging but trying not to vomit on her palm.
She laughed loudly and joyfully at my despair, between a cough or two as the smell reached her nose too, but she was way bigger so it was nothing but a simple toot she couldn't even smell, while I was devastated by what was, for me, a massive chemical bomb dropped by her mammoth ass.
"That's a good smell, inhale some!"
She said, as she was making fun of my dire situation, with little to no regard of my health. Curious I thought, for a politician which pushed for better access to healthcare.
Then, as she exhaled her last giggles, she told me: "I will only punish you until I'm fairly sure that you've steered away from your suprematist, terrorist path, and you're gonna do as I tell you to until then!"
She then searched for a pocket but, without finding one, and deeming putting you on her purse too dangerous, she motioned her fingers to reach her boobs, with one hand she revealed her breasts, barely contained by the bra.
"You like what you see little intern? Try to survive in there! I would guess that those tits are as big as multiple stories buildings to you, so be careful tiny speck, and of you don't die you might be able to play with them someday!"
Then she tucked you in the crevice of her robust, colossal bust, the middle of her boobs, a canyon of nice smelling pink, soft flesh, that held you firmly in place by their sheer mass and size alone.
Then she started walking. She could barely feel you but enjoyed greatly the thought of having you in there, while you admired the scenery but enjoyed the ride a lot less. Constrained and continuously crushed by the movement of AOC's gargantuan boobs collapsing together, coupled with the beat of her heart booming into your ears.
All of this made your ride the most uncomfortable ever, and being squeezed everytime she took a step was painful to endure. You hoped this ride would end quickly, as she was going to ___
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