# Downsizing Effect

Author: Xialdeim
Tags: Boss, Domination/Submission, Feet, Foot Fetish, Jockstrap, Male, Male/Male, Musk, Office, Otter, Paws, Shrink, Shrinking, Smothering, Toe ring, stomp

A worker takes part in a new restructuring.

I sat in the office, trying to say still. My mouth is going dry as the clock ticks. I don't know why I was called to my boss's office, but I know it most likely isn't good. Mr. Robertson didn't tend to do this unless something was wrong. I look directly at the otter in front of me. He was a strong, heavy-set man. It helped with making him seem imposing. He had stocky otter features and, of course, that long, thick tail. Surprisingly tall and wide. Right down to his feet with his thick, chubby toes and that   
 "Do you know why I called you here today?" He starts snapping me out of my thoughts.  
  
 "I'm sorry I don't. I'm not fired, am I?" I try to just be as honest as I can. Not really sure what to say.  
  
 "No, I don't really have a complaint about your work." He muses, looking bored.  
  
 "Oh, really? That's good then. So why am I here?"   
  
 "Because while I don't have any complaints, I don't really have any praises either. You function, but don't excel. You seem to already have reached your full potential at such an acceptable rate. Furthermore, you are just slightly above the minimum. One hard storm, and you will go under. Do you see the problem?"  
  
 I wasn't sure what to say to that. I couldn't say I was looking to move up in the place; just do my job and go home for the day. "So I have to do better?"  
  
 "Normally that would be the talk we would have, but I've started to restructure things, and I'm mostly trying to keep the big earners on. You can understand that, right?"  
  
 "Wait, so I am fired?!"  
  
 "That is not what I said. I think I got a place for you here. I want you to be the first to be a part of my downsizing program. Instead of your normal job, you will be a secretary to one of the people that is better than you."  
  
 It stung when he put it like that, but I knew he wanted it too. He wasn't a person that tended to mix his words or dance around things. If he was unhappy about something you did, you would hear about it.  
  
 "So my choices are to stay on as a secretary or get fired?" I asked meekly.  
  
 "Yes, you would be paid about the same, just in a new role."  
  
 "Does that make sense for downsizing?"  
  
 "You would think so, but the idea is that when less stress is on the big earner, they will be happier and more productive. So taking the bottom half to make the top half more efficient is the idea."  
  
 "Will that really work?"  
  
 He shrugs. "I'm willing to try; worse case, a lot of fat gets cut either way. So what do you say? Will you be staying with us?"  
  
 I wasn't really sure what to do. I didn't really want to look for a new job... This couldn't be all bad, right? "Okay, I'll do it."  
  
 "Perfect. I'm just going to need you to sign this contract."  
  
 "Contract? What is this for?"  
  
 "Just some paperwork showing that you agreed to change your job, things like that. You can read it if you want, but take too long, and I can't guarantee that your spot will be there later."  
  
 I look nervously at him, unsure if it was just pressure or if he meant it. I decided to play it safe and just sign. It's all just formality, right?  
  
 "Very good." He takes the papers and stores them. "Now it's time to put this on." He pulls out a thin metal band of some kind.  
  
 "What is it?"  
  
 "Think of it as part of your new uniform. Not only is it made to be easy to wear,  but it is a technological marvel. Put it on, and I'll explain more."  
  
 "Okay, how do I do that?"  
  
 "However you want. It will adjust to how you want it to be. A wristband, necklace, anklet, whatever you want."  
  
 It didn't feel right to put this thing around my neck, so I put it on my wrist, and when I closed the band, it changed size to wrap around it. It was tight enough that it wouldn't slip, but not constricting. "Wow." is all I can let out.  
  
 "Indeed. Now with this remote, I can keep track and change multiple statistics."  
  
 "Huh? What do you mean by that?"  
  
 "It's important for the person you will be working for to be able to keep track of you. After all, you are there to make sure their work goes as smoothly as possible. If they need you, it makes sense for them to be able to find you. If they want you to be something more suitable to their tastes, this can also fix that."  
  
 "How-"  
  
 "Instead of another outburst, asking the obvious question, let me how you." He starts to push some buttons, and I feel my view changing. The world seems to be getting bigger, but I soon realized that didn't make sense and that I was shrinking. As I shrink, my clothes start to tent around me. I try to get out of them, but only get some off before I fall into the pile. Mr. Roberson lets out a chuckle before fishing me out. I am greeted by his looming, predatory smile.  
  
 "See? There you are, in your proper place under A better's whims." He says, with a giant billboard of a face taking up my view.  
  
 "I didn't sign up for this!"  
  
 "Oh, but you did! Did you forget that little paper you signed just moments ago? You agreed to wear this and be subject to the employer's whims. It was outlined very clearly in that contract. Now it's not all bad; you are offered some protections too. Your body is also boosted to the point that it would be very hard to damage you."  
  
 He drops me to the floor for effect; I yelp as I hit the carpet. While it wasn't a long fall, it still hurt even with the cushion. I roll around the fibers as he walks away to the window before continuing.  
  
 "The person you will be assigned to can't do anything that would permanently harm you or risk losing you. While you are much harder to damage, you aren't invulnerable, so some protections are afforded, and the person in charge of you would be held accountable should something happen to you in office hours."  
  
 He slowly starts to walk to me. I get up from being stunned and try to get away, but the carpet is hard for me to walk on at my size, and I keep tripping.  
  
 "That brings us to you." I can feel each step as he gets closer. "I was thinking as a treat for being first that you could work under me. This comes with the downside that you can't really help me with my work since you can't work at my level. I do know how to make the most of my assets."  
  
 He is right next to me now. "I don't need you as an assistant or a secretary, but as a toy, well, I think I can find a role for you there." He lifts one paw, and I see it looming over me with his wide sole and thick toes. The second toe had a golden toe ring. He smirks and wiggles his toes as if waving before having his paw crash down on me.  
  
 The warm heat is all around me as he shifts his sole, rolling me all around. "You were always under me, and I had my eye on you. After months of work and planning, we can do away with the metaphor and have you be right where you belong." He presses and rolls me harder with the last part.  
  
 He lets me breathe as he lets out a little laugh. I get up, still shaken, to see he is undressing.  
  
 "What are you doing?" I get out.  
  
 "You better get used to me quickly, because I will expect you to serve and obey. After I break you in, you will find me to be fairly agreeable." When his suit is off. All he has is a jockstrap on. He picks me up and puts me on his desk with him sitting on it. He presses me against his cock and balls. He lets me go before bringing his legs up and sandwiching me with his paws.  
  
 "This is fun." He purrs. My head was spinning, filled with his scent. He moved back to his chair and kicked his feet up before looking down at me. "Let's start with something simple: Tend to my paws."  
  
 I try to shake it off and see his two massive paws towering over me. Each one is much bigger than a house. Not really feeling like I can escape, I move up and start to touch one, giving it a little rub.  
  
 He lets out a little hum of satisfaction. "Good. While I have a little more free time today. You will have to get used to these paws of mine, because you will be spending a lot of time under them. Or anywhere else I like while I'm busy. You got a big job ahead of you as a stress relief toy. I think you will take to it naturally." He lets out a little chuckle.  
  
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 The next few hours, I started rubbing his paws and was stuck all over his body as he was trying to find out where he wanted to stick me and get used to. I've been under his paws and in his jock, as well as his armpits. I don't think I will ever get the smell of him off me again.  
  
 "That will do for an introduction." He casually gets dressed and presses a button, returning me to normal size, and the metal band comes off with a click. "Don't lose that, or you are paying for it. It costs more than you make in 50 years."   
  
 I panic and grasp it. "Yes, sir."  
  
 "Good, now go home and get some rest. Tomorrow will be your first real day, and I expect your best."  
  
 I nod and head out. Still stunned from all this. As I walked home, however, I couldn't help but remember everything we did. It keeps playing in my mind, and soon I get hard. "Don't tell me I want this." Guess I was really the good little worker drone. I sigh out, defeated. I could sort through my feelings another time. Tomorrow was another day, and I had to be up bright and early.

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