Giantess Whitney - feed my intern to my boss, giantess role play

Giantess Whitney - feed my intern to my boss, giantess role play

As I walked into my office, I couldn't help but notice the look of terror on the intern's face. He seemed to be shrunk down to a tiny size, and I knew exactly what he had been up to - trying to peek under my skirt. I couldn't believe the nerve of some people! I angrily lifted one of my boots off the ground and smothered him, feeling his tiny body squirm between my toes. The smell of my sweaty feet enveloped him as he struggled in vain to break free. "What am I going to do with you now?" I thought aloud, frustrated by his childish antics. Then it hit me - feeding time. My boss, the CEO, was coming over for a meeting, and she wouldn't be happy if she knew I still had this little pervert running around. I decided to take matters into my own hands (or rather, feet). I grabbed him by the collar and dragged him over to my desk. "You're going to have to go," I said coldly. "And you're going to go inside her." I pointed to a picture of my boss on my wall, a stern-looking woman with a large figure and a hearty appetite. "She's expecting a snack. Unfortunately for you, you're on the menu." I carefully opened my mouth wide and popped him into my cheek, feeling him slide down my throat. It was a strange sensation, but also oddly satisfying. As I walked over to my boss's office, I couldn't help but feel a strange mix of excitement and guilt. When she saw me approaching, she smiled warmly, not knowing what was about to happen. "Whitney, dear, come in," she said, gesturing for me to sit down. As I took a seat, I could feel the tiny man squirming around inside me. I took a deep breath and began to describe my plan. "I found him trying to look up my skirt, can you believe it?" I said angrily, trying to sound convincing. "I just couldn't let him get away with it. So, I decided to feed him to you. After all, you've been working so hard - you deserve a treat." Her eyes widened in shock, but then the gears in her head started turning. She chuckled, a deep, throaty laugh that sent shivers down my spine. "You're a sneaky one, Whitney," she said, licking her lips. "Alright, let's see what you've got." I slowly made my way towards her desk, taking off my shoes as I went. My giantess body towered over her as I placed one foot on the desk, wiggling my toes suggestively. The intern couldn't see what was happening, but I could feel him trying to claw his way out of my stomach. I pressed down on my stomach, forcing him to make his way towards the surface. My boss watched in awe as a tiny figure emerged from between my toes, his eyes wide with fear. She picked him up gently between her thumb and forefinger, marveling at his small size. "He's adorable," she cooed, before popping him into her mouth. I watched as she closed her eyes, savoring the taste of his tiny body. As she finished, she let out a satisfied sigh. "That was delicious," she said, leaning back in her chair. "Thank you, Whitney. You really know how to take care of things around here." She patted my hand reassuringly, not realizing the horror I had just put the intern through. From that day on, the intern was always on edge around me. He knew better than to cross me again. And each time we had a meeting with my boss, I couldn't help but wonder if he was still alive, hidden away in her belly. It was a strange thought, but one that filled me with a twisted sense of power and control.