I am a high powered business lady who's in the lunch room alone at work.. I am have a real look down my nose type attitude, really arrogant like tiny people are an annoying inconvenience for me. I am used to being in charge at work and really enjoy being able to be 100% in charge of tiny people and I am just really unpleasant and cruel for my own amusement. I am wearing a low cut top, frilly black push up bra, skirt, high heels and bare legs.

I have a saucer of whip cream in a mound. covered in little people I don't notice. My face is behind the saucer of whip cream talking about a long day at work . I am excited to eat every last bit of the yummy cream, licking my lips sexually.

I plunge fingers into the cream, taking a glob out to eye level as I look lustfully at the glob (with people on it) before plunging it into my waiting mouth, licking lips, sucking the mess of fingers, dribbling down my chin, dropping some on edge of mouth, forcing it back in with fingers as well as cum shot type drops directly in and keep repeating. I let the glob fall into my mouth, like a waiting cum shot. You see shots of my open mouth, with the cream melted in my warm mouth with people sloshing about inside and with my mouth open loud orgasmic groans in appreciation of the pleasurable taste.

Half way through I am just about to plunge the latest glob into my mouth and realise my employees from work are in the cream. I say many abusive and humiliating pharses to my employees while grabbing globs full of people. Whilst telling them how much I don't give a fuck about them, generally being a snotty bitch about their predicament. Neat and tidy, I don't spill any. Pleased with how much they're screaming, trying to get away or trying in vain not to slide down your throat once they're in my mouth. I tell my employees to try to stop my or save themselves before swallowing the various globs, because I am a giant and they can't stop me. I am amusing myself that they can't when I gulp them down. Still doing the sexy tongue and mouth licking to troment them more.

At the end I look at my watch and 'oh well, no time for the wicked, back to work!" I situp amused and I say, 'oh my god, I can still feel all those poor people inside me!"