Tom parked his car and checked his reflection in the rear view mirror. His brown eyes surveyed his handsome face making sure he was presentable. His short dark hair never needed any grooming beyond being washed. After looking over his clothes to make sure there were no errant stains, he got out of his car and made his way up to the front door of the enormous house in front of him.
He was here interviewing for a job as a personal assistant. He'd been unemployed for the last six months and desperately needed the work as he was close to being evicted from his apartment. He'd found the job listing online and despite being sparse on details he decided to apply anyway. Within minutes of doing so he had received an email asking him to come for an interview the next day.
So here he was, a bit nervous but determined to make a good impression and hopefully get this job. He walked up to the front door and paused to take a deep breath before ringing the bell.
Tom barely finished pressing the button when the door opened revealing a petite Japanese woman with short black hair and a serious, but polite expression on her face.
"You are Thomas Creel?" She said in thickly-accented English.
"Yes ma'am that's me." Tom replied with a polite smile.
"Please follow me. Ms. Jones is expecting you. My name is Miki Tanaka."
Tom smiled again. "It's a pleasure to meet you Ms.Tanaka."
Miki smiled and led Tom into the house. As he followed her, Tom couldn't help but gawk at the opulence he saw all around him. What puzzled him though was how everything seemed oversized. At only 5'6 he wasn't exactly the tallest person on the planet but this house made him feel tiny.
Miki led him down a long hallway and stopped at the end where there was a beautiful ornate door made of rich mahogany. She knocked three times and opened the door.
"Ms. Jones, Mr Creel is here for his interview."
The voice that answered was like honey in Tom's ears. He felt his heart start to beat a little faster and his cock stirred in his pants.
Now is not the time to get a hardon dammit, he thought.
Miki beckoned him inside and as Tom stepped through the door his jaw almost hit the floor. Seated at a desk that was likely cut from the same tree as the door he entered, was an absolute giant of a woman. Even sitting, she was taller than he was. And more than just tall she was very fat as well. Her breasts were huge, each one nearly twice the size of his head. Her skin was the color of dark chocolate.Her face was quite lovely and her shiny black hair cascaded down her back and framed her face in Betty Page style bangs.
Seated as she was, Tom couldn't really tell much else about her, but he was already entranced by her beauty. His legs felt like jello as he stood before her. When she beckoned him to sit at her desk it was all he could do to keep the shakiness of his limbs from being too obvious.
Sitting at her desk, he could see she had bright blue eyes. A slight smiled played at her lips as she looked him over. She was wearing a dark business suit over a crisp white button up shirt. The buttons were straining to keep her modesty and it looked as though one deep breath would be all it took to send them flying across the room.
"So Mr. Creel, may I call you Tom?"
Tom nodded while trying to keep his eyes off of her mammoth tits. "Um yes Tom is fine Ms. Jones"
"Please call me Tatiana." She said with a warm smile, "Now how about we start with some basic questions?"
"That sounds fine Tatiana." Tom said.
"Ok. How old are you?"
"19"
"Favorite color?"
"Green."
"Are you a virgin?"
Tom blinked thinking he'd misheard her. Why would she ask such a question?
"Um,excuse me I don't think I heard you right Tatiana."
Tatiana's smile brightened. "No you heard me right. Are you a virgin?"
By now Tom's face was as red as a fire truck. He could feel a drop of sweat crawl down his spine as his nerves were cranked up to 11.
Nodding slowly, he squirmed in his chair a bit while trying to figure out where this was going. Maybe this was some kind of test? If it was, he hoped he'd given the right answer. He really needed this job after all.
"It's nothing to be embarrassed about," she said seeing his blush," the reason I asked is because what I'm actually looking for is a very personal assistant."
Tom blinked as he tried to process what she was saying. Surely she didn't mean what he was thinking. That was for porn not real life.
Tatiana could see him working it over in his head and tried not to laugh. She was already set to hire him based on his cute innocence alone. She also loved the idea of having this fresh lump of clay she could mold into a perfect lover. One who would happily obey her every command.
"Yes Tom, it's exactly what you think." She stood from behind her desk revealing her 9 and half foot tall, 800 pound body.
"As you can probably imagine it's not easy for a woman like me to find someone who not only finds me attractive but also whom I find attractive as well. Not to mention one who shares my tastes in the bedroom. So it's easier for me to hire someone to fulfill my desires. That way I don't have to care whether you enjoy doing what I ask of you and honestly neither do you. I'm sure you've had jobs in the past that paid far less and were far more demeaning than this one."
"And what exactly would you want me to do?" Tom asked, his eyes roaming over her massive body.
"Mostly you'd be eating my pussy and my ass throughout the day. I have a very high sex drive and need to get off several times a day. If hired, you'd be expected to show up every day at 9am and stay till 5pm during which time you would service me as requested. When not servicing me you're free to watch tv or read or whatever you like. I can even get you a console for gaming if you like. You'll only have to be here Monday through Friday and you'll be paid $1000 a week cash under the table. Before I hire you though, I'll need to test your skills and see if you have the potential I think you do. For completing the test you'll be paid $500 whether I decide to hire you or not. Does all of this sound fair to you?"
Tom sat for a moment thinking. This was way more than he expected when he applied. On the other hand, how bad could it be? At the very least he would be learning how to be a better lover for when he found a girlfriend. Not to mention the small fortune he'd be paid for doing it. He looked her over again, trying to see if there was anything about her he found distasteful that would make this job unpleasant but could not. Fuck it I'm in he thought.
"It sounds like a good deal to me Tatiana. I'm guessing that by "test" you'd want me to eat your pussy so you can see if I'm any good at it?"
Tatiana smiled and offered her hand to Tom helping him up. "That's right Tom. Now come with me."
Holding his hand, Tatiana led Tom through the house and upstairs to her bedroom. As he followed her up the stairs, Tom could not keep his eyes off of Tatiana's gigantic ass. It was like two beanbag chairs wobbling and bouncing in his face.
They reached the top of the stairs and walked down a short hallway to Tatiana's bedroom. She opened the door and led Tom inside. The room was huge and dominated by a four poster bed the size of a professional wrestling ring. Hanging from the canopy were heavy curtains that could be drawn to create a more intimate space though at the moment they were open. Tom also noticed several eyebolts screwed into the posts at different heights and wondered what they were for.
He didn't get a chance to ask though as Tatiana led him over to the bed and turned to face him. She stared at him for a several seconds as if considering something.
"I think the best way to do this would be to do a bit of role play. Typically, this is where you will be servicing me. Each day when you arrive, you will strip naked and leave your clothes neatly stacked by the front door. You will remain naked unless I decide otherwise. Sometimes I may want you to wear a special outfit and you will be expected to wear whatever I give you regardless of your feeling about it. Understood?"
Tom gulped and nodded. "Yes ma'am whatever you say."
Tatiana purred and smiled. "Very good answer boy. Now strip."