How To - Staff Satisfaction/I Suck Ch. 03

A look of determination crossed her face. The two deviant monsters suddenly locked in eye contact. "We're paid more than anyone else here, by contract. I act like a brainless, ditsy sow to hide what I'm capable of. With your resources and mine combined we can take control of this place! Regain our freedom. It'll be hard but is more than possible. I will not live my life as an object!"

Trish suddenly felt a wave of envy. This woman was saying what she'd been thinking since waking up a doll. They could be so much more than thy where boxed in to. Sophie stood up, her curly tail poking out over her leggings. "I'm your manager now. We're going to do our duties and no more. We'll play their game and come out on top. Soon, this place will be ours to play with as they've played with us. we just need time and a good plan."

She looked at Trish, who nodded with enthusiasm. She'd be deflated soon and the paralysis in her lips should wear off within a few days. They could begin to plan an attack soon. But it wouldn't come easy, they had to stick to the laws of the place. But with Trish's gargantuan pay combined with her will, nothing would stop them. She stood by as the employees of the place begun to deflate Trish, plugging a huge vacuum tube in to her rear. It was a lengthy process, but better than staying a ballooned doll and reflective of her plan to escape servitude. She would not succumb to the role she was given and nor would anybody she found being transformed through confusing or manipulative agreements. Of that, she was sure.

Epilogue

Trish was much smaller. Her arms and legs where still too puffy to touch the floor and her torso was still gigantic, but she could move again. Sophie had pushed a TV in front of her while she was reduced in size and they were watching a b movie as they waited, Sophie lent against her still ginormous bulk. Trish liked this woman, she was inspirational, and she was her new manager. But most of all, she had a plan. Trish liked that. As she laughed at one liners from the film in front of her and ate popcorn, Trish thought of her future. Maybe it wasn't so bleak. Maybe she could be in control again. The cost of failure was huge, Sally's fate proved that, but it was worth fighting for. Things where about to get interesting. Trish, savouring the taste of her own cum still pooled in her paralysed mouth, finally felt like she could move forward.