My boss handed me a blue pill and a can of soda to wash it down. Hesitantly I took them from him, but I couldn't bring my self to swallow it. If I did, then without a green pill, I'd be stuck as a kid for a whole month. And I didn't even know if my boss had bought one of the green pills.
“Um... We have a full week left of this business sponsored holiday. Are you planning to keep me like this for the whole time?” My boss looked cross.
“That is up to me and me alone. You gave up your right to make decisions, remember. Now do as you're told and don't question me again.” I flinched at the scolding, feeling a lot like I had when I was little and being chewed out by my dad or a teacher.
“I'm sorry, sir,” I said, swallowing the pill that would keep me from returning to my normal age.
“Good boy.” He pet my head. It felt nice. He was so much bigger than me now. My eye line was directly against his modest six pack. I had to crane my neck to look up at him. “You look cute in those clothes,” he said. I blushed.
“Thanks for choosing them for me.” He took my hand in his and lead me to his car. I couldn't believe our size difference. I felt like a toy in his grasp. Even getting into the car was odd. The handle was so high, and the door so heavy. I climbed up into the seat and felt as if I was sitting on a throne. It was so big. My boss helped me with my seatbelt, then put on his hands free headset and called a number as he began to drive.
“Hello. Yes, this is Charles from... Yes. Yes. I'd like to cancel a room please. Yes, number 417.” I recognized that number. It was my room number at the hotel. “Great. Thank you.” He hung up. I looked at him questioningly and a little afraid, but he didn't bother explaining. After the reprimand earlier, I didn't dare question his decisions again.
When we reached the hotel, my boss made me carry all his things up to his room. He had a larger sweat than me and the other employees, and his bed was bigger, though still a single. His balcony had a great view of the city.
“Here's the keycard for your old room. Bring your stuff here, then hand the key in to the reception downstairs.” I felt my heart racing. I wondered if my boss was going to have an extra bed moved in here so he could keep a closer eye on me. I did as he commanded, and the receptionist complimented me on what a good boy I was. I blushed shyly and smiled before getting into the elevator.
Another person entered the elevator just before the doors were about to close. I froze when I saw Dave, my coworker and close friend. He must have noticed me staring at him so nervously.
“Hey there. That's some awfully revealing clothes your wearing.” I struggled to find my voice.
“M... My daddy picked it out for me,” I said. Why did I say daddy!? I covered my face with my hands. This was too embarrassing. He had no idea it was me.
“So he wants you to be naughty?” I felt Dave's hand on my boyish bubble butt. I gasped, but didn't stop him. My shorts were so short that the bottom of my plump but cheeks were visible. Dave ran a ringer along my tight butt crack. I sent shivers down my spine and I couldn't suppress a low moan.