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AmaCorp by Little Man

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AmaCorp

by Little Man

 

Part 1 The Lure

 

My name is Mike Johnson. I am a leading consultant in the most advanced technology the world has ever seen. I advise my clients on the fusion of microchip electronics with chemicals and living matter. Most of the companies I advise produce the circuitry and controlling brains inside robotic equipment. Other companies make the chemicals used to manufacture the outer layers of these machines. I advise on how androids are made. Yes, you guessed it, human machines. 

 

The medical industry also has an interest in my knowledge because of the possibilities. Heart and other organ transplants were the primary interest. Another major benefit of the technology was surgically attaching prosthetic limbs on millions of amputees. With my advice, any prosthesis could be manufactured to fuse itself with human nerve endings, blood vessels and flesh just like a normal limb. The electronic circuitry implanted inside them communicates with the human brain via the nerve system to allow full, unrestricted function and use. If designed and manufactured properly, they can look and function better than a real human limb. They are not susceptible to major illness or injury. There was hope for millions of people around the world. 

 

I frequently hold seminars worldwide and am regarded as the top man in my field. That's quite an accomplishment since I'm only 40 years old and never formally studied the subject. There was no such subject offered during my schooling years. I gained all my knowledge and expertise from over 20 years of self-taught on the job training. It was the real world practical experience that people respected most. 

 

At the conclusion of one of my seminars, two lovely young ladies approached me to ask a few questions. The brunette introduced herself, "Good afternoon Mr. Johnson, my name is Andrea." 

 

Then pointing to her red headed associate she said, "And this is Patricia. We are representatives from an offshore company. We've been sent to talk about your consulting services. We'd like you to consult our company." 

 

Normally I would ask the name of the company. But the beauty and perfection of these women that stood before me was so distracting that my mind couldn't focus on anything else. They seemed quite young to be at such an advanced seminar. Both looked to be in their early 20's and stood about 5'10". They had angelic faces and bodies that belonged in a centerfold. Their classy pump shoes had 3" heels that put them above 6' tall. I just love pump shoes, especially when they're on beautiful feet. They wore perfectly tailored designer business suits that complimented their bodies. I was mesmerized. 

 

My daydreaming was interrupted by Patricia's sweet voice, "Mr. Johnson?!? Mr. Johnson!?!? Are you alright?" 

 

I snapped out of my dream state, "Oh, I'm sorry ladies. A thought had just popped into my mind. Please, call me Mike." 

 

They looked at each other with a smirk. Andrea repeated what she said earlier about my services benefiting their company adding, "If you have some time later, we would be delighted if you joined us for dinner to discuss it further." 

 

I regained my wits and accepted their offer, "I would delighted as well as honored to have dinner with you. Let's meet in the hotel lounge at 7 o'clock. Is that OK with you ladies?" 

 

"That's perfect," Patricia responded. 

 

"Yeh!" Andrea said to Patricia. "It'll give us time to contact corporate and get all our documents ready." 

 

"OK then, we'll see you at 7. Bye for now." Patricia said while turning to walk away. 

 

Before walking away, Andrea put her hands on my suit coat lapel and necktie, giving them a gentle tug. Leaning down to my face and smiling she said, "You don't have to wear this stuff tonight. Dress casual, we will." 

 

I stood there with a dumbfounded look on my face. Other people had gathered around to ask questions. I hadn't noticed them. All I could think about was the evening I was about to spend with 2 of the most perfect looking creatures God had ever created. I excused myself and walked away from the crowd that had gathered around me. 

 

This sort of thing never happens to me I thought to myself. It seemed too good to be true. Well, I had nothing to lose. I raced up to my hotel room to get my phone messages and get ready. I was extremely excited even though this would probably end up being the usual and typical consulting contract talk I had done so many times before. As I said, this sort of thing never happens to me, not during business or social settings. I'd spent the past 20 years traveling the world over and dealing with every nationality, people, ethnic custom and law there was. What this business meeting would lead to would top them all. 

 

Before I continue about this incredible experience, let me tell you more about myself. This will all make sense later. I'm not the red-blooded wolfhound type that chases after anything with a skirt and legs. I never have been. You see, I come from a family that consisted primarily of women. Having been raised by them helped me understand and respect women more than the average man. I've always treated women well. I never abused or sought any kind of revenge, even on the cruel ones that took advantage of my big heart and good nature. Some took me for everything I had and left me out in the cold streets. 

 

I'm not a tall, dark and handsome hunk although I am kind of cute on a good hair day. I'm only 5'5" and 145 pounds. My body is in good shape and very proportional. I get along with people very well, especially women. I've worked for many women in the past and was happier doing that, than working for any man. I'm not admired or sought after by women because I'm smaller than the average man. Due to that, coupled with a very busy work schedule, I don't have sex very often. Now that you know more about me, you can understand my excitement about meeting 2 very lovely, intelligent and perfect women. Just being seen in public with them was enough of a thrill for me. Now back to the fun! 

 

I showered and dressed in a pair of jeans and cotton pullover shirt. Even my shoes were comfortable. I walked into the lounge and sat at cozy table in the corner. Ordering my favorite cocktail, I sat back relaxing in the big cushy chair. I waited in anticipation for what I was hoping would be a very pleasant evening. 

 

A few minutes later Patricia and Andrea walked in. Every head in the lounge turned to stare at the two beauties, including the women. The girls were truly a gorgeous sight to behold. They were wearing light colored sundresses that exposed their tanned silky smooth skin. When the light hit them just right, you could see their perfect bodies through the dresses. I caught a glimpse and noticed they had nothing on underneath except dark panties. Both of them were wearing 5" open-toed high-heeled shoes that exposed their perfectly sculptured feet. I didn't stare long like everyone else in the place. I knew I would have the rest of the evening to enjoy the wonderful view. 

 

I stood up to greet the girls as they approached the table. Andrea reached the table first. I held my hand out to shake hands with her. Her hand was soft and smooth. Without letting go of my hand, she leaned over to give me a hug and kissed me on the cheek. Patricia greeted me in the same fashion. Their scent, touch and aura were 100% pure woman. The friendly greeting took me by complete surprise. Looking up at the 2 beautiful bodies that towered over me, I pulled out the chairs and invited them to sit down. I slid the chairs underneath them as they sat like any gentleman should. 

 

"You're a true gentleman Mike," Patricia complimented. 

 

"Patty," Andrea added, "you took the words right out of my mouth. Chivalry is not dead, with Mike anyway. I wish more men had it in them. You're a rare find Mike." 

 

"Thanks ladies," I said showing my appreciation. "And flattery will get you everywhere. Now, may I buy you ladies a cocktail?" 

 

Andrea spoke first, "Yes, thank you. I'll have a glass of white wine." 

 

Turning to Patricia I asked, "And what would lovely Patricia like?" 

 

"I'll have the same, thank you. And please, call me Patty. And call her Andi. That sounds much friendlier." Patty said. 

 

"Very well," I said as I motioned for the waitress. 

 

We sat chatting over a few rounds of drinks. Before we knew it, a few hours had past. I guess time flies when you've died and gone to heaven. All three of us were hungry. 

 

Patty insisted on paying the bar tab. "You're our guest for the evening, Mike, so don't even think about paying for anything." 

 

"Thank you." 

 

Andi added, "Dinner is on me. I hope they have a great steak and lobster dish." 

 

We made our way to the hotel restaurant. I was the envy of every person in the building with these 2 big beauties escorting me. The hostess seated us at a secluded table towards the back of a semi-private room. Seems the girls had stopped in earlier and given the hostess a $100 dollar tip for special seating arrangements. Once seated, we wasted no time and ordered our meals immediately. 

 

During dinner, the girls began talking about the business proposal they had for me. Andi started the conversation by explaining what they had in mind. "We work for a company called AmaCorp. Our corporate headquarters is located on a beautiful tropical island in the Pacific Ocean. AmaCorp owns all 300-square miles of the island. We are Premier Level Field Agents. Our job is to find and recruit people with abilities and services that are in the best interest of Amacorp. You are a top candidate and we have been given the authority to negotiate terms for your consulting services." 

 

I asked, "What does AmaCorp do or make? I've never heard of it." 

 

Patty replied, "Unfortunately we can't tell you what our company does. That information must remain classified until you agree to work with us. I'm sorry." 

 

"But how can I consult when I don't know what is involved? The duration of my contracts usually lasts for 1 year. You know that, don't you? Can't you tell me anything?" 

 

"No, not really." Andi said. "Only that we are willing to do whatever it takes to get you to join us. You just name it. Anything at all." 

 

"Anything?" I asked with a joking smile and raised eyebrows. 

 

"Yes, anything." Patty replied. 

 

"Boy, this must be important to you. I suppose you expect me to ask both of you for wild and uninhibited sex." I remarked. 

 

To my surprise, Andi answered, "Is that all? You're pretty easy to negotiate with." 

 

My jaw dropped. Once I managed to pick up my tongue off the table and close my mouth, I said, "Well, I could take advantage of you since you're so willing to give it up to someone you hardly know. But I won't. I'm not like that. And thanks for the offer. I'm flattered." 

 

Patty said, "You just doubled your worth and value." 

 

Not knowing what she was referring to, I continued, "I don't want you to take this the wrong way but you ladies are really too smart and beautiful to be offering yourselves like that. You never know what kind of crazy disease-spreading asshole you'll come across. Most men would have jumped in your pants by now and taken complete advantage without ever giving you anything in return. Then they'd leave you high and dry stripping you of your morals and dignity. You can succeed without giving sex. Use your brains instead. Save your gorgeous bodies for the man you love. It feels better when you make love with someone you care for." 

 

Andi looked at Patty and said, "He just tripled his worth and value." 

 

Still not knowing what they meant I jokingly remarked, "Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to go pound my head against the wall a few times for passing up this glorious once in a lifetime opportunity. Man oh man!! I'm going to regret this for the rest of my life. Wait! I have a better idea. Why don't you just put me out of my misery and shoot me now!" 

 

They both laughed out loud. Patty said, "Congratulations! You have quadrupled your worth. And don't worry sweetheart, you'll have plenty of chances, better than us." 

 

I finally asked, "What do you mean by double, triple, quadruple my worth? And what chances? With who? How can anyone be more perfect than the two of you?" 

 

It was Andi's turn to reply. "What we're talking about is the fee we'll pay you. Our original offer was going to be $1,000,000 U.S. dollars. After showing your genuine, caring and sweet attitude towards us, we raised it to $4,000,000 dollars. We can't tell you anymore. Sorry." 

 

I couldn't get the words out fast enough, "Y, Y, You were going to offer me one, I mean four million dollars to consult AmaCorp for a year?" 

 

Patty said, "No. Not per year. $4 million per month with no time limit plus all expenses paid. First class all the way, of course." 

 

"Hmmm," I thought. "Tell you what. I'll tentatively accept AmaCorp's offer. First however, I have to see what your company does. This way I can be better prepared to do what is necessary. Why don't you set up a good faith business meeting at your facility. I think it's a start and we can go from there. But remember, this is only tentative acceptance on my part." 

 

"Consider it done!" Patty said as she took out her cell phone and began to dial an extremely long number. She only said a few short words softly and hung up. 

 

"OK, it's all set. You leave in the morning. They're sending one of the corporate jets for you. It'll have an administrative staff at your service. Let them know of anything you need. Call this number when you're ready and they'll send the limousine to pick you up. You'll get more details once you're airborne." 

 

"Wait a minute", I said confused. "What do you mean by `YOU' leave in the morning? Aren't you girls coming with?" 

 

"Unfortunately not", Andi said in a sad voice. "It's very possible you may not see us for a long time, if ever again. Our job as Field Agents is done. Once you're on the airplane, you will be dealing with higher level people from AmaCorp. But, you never know. The company may reward us for finding an exceptional candidate like yourself." 

 

"Reward? What kind of reward? How much?" 

 

"Not monetary rewards. We earn plenty of that. We'll get promoted someday and YOU may be our reward. How much of a reward we get depends on your energy and endurance." Patty said as she licked her lips. 

 

"Energy and endurance?" I asked. "OK! In that case, I better go get some sleep. I mean for the long plane ride." 

 

"Come on," Andi laughed as she stood, "We'll walk you to your room." 

 

The three of us made our way through the hotel lobby, into the elevators and up to my room. Once at my room door, they both leaned down on either side of me and sensually kissed the side of my face for a few minutes. My penis began to tingle and throb, causing the groin area of my pants to gradually expand. 

 

Noticing my bulging pants they wished me luck and added, "We better stop before you make a mess down there. Hope we see you someday soon," and walked off smiling. 

 

I watched the perfection in their body and step as they made their way down the hall and around the corner. I couldn't help but think about what I had just done. Never in my 20 years of work had I committed to any contract without signing paperwork, getting advance deposits or a purchase order. Somehow these gorgeous women had convinced me to do so. The amount of money offered had a lot to do with it. But now that I had a chance to reflect back, I couldn't believe I committed, even tentatively. Oh well, what's done is done. I figured I'd be back home in a few days and all would be forgotten. I undressed, put on my favorite sleeping shorts and jumped into bed. The images of Patty and Andi in my mind eased my thoughts as I fell into a deep sleep.

 

 

 Part 2 The Ride. 

 

Morning came quickly. I looked for the phone number the girls had given me and called for the limousine. 

 

A woman answered the phone by saying, "Good morning Mr. Johnson. I trust you had a restful sleep." 

 

"Yes I did, thank you," I said, wondering how she knew I was the one calling. "And please call me Mike." 

 

"Oh, I'm so sorry. It states that right here in your profile. It also states that you don't eat breakfast in the morning, just coffee. You really should eat, Mike. That's the most important meal of the day, you know. But I'll have something available should you change your mind. Your coffee with cream and 2 sugars will be hot and waiting in the limo. Is 9 am OK for a pick up time?" 

 

Shocked by how she knew those things about me, all I could say is, "Y, Y, Yeh! 9 is good." 

 

"Very well. Sheila will be your limo driver and your escorts will be Kerri, Tanya, Janice and Kelli. They'll be glad to assist you with anything you need. Enjoy your trip and welcome to AmaCorp, Mike." 

 

Escorts? What was that all about. What profile? How did they know those things about me? Either AmaCorp is a classy prostitution service or one hell of an organized, professional and pleasant company to work for. I didn't have time to think about it. I showered, dressed, packed my things in my garment bag and raced outside with anticipation. 

 

The super stretch limo arrived at exactly 9 am sharp. It looked custom built with several extra-large doors, huge tinted windows and 4 rear tires on each side. The upper half and roof of the limo was unusually high. It was raised about three feet higher than the standard limos I had ridden so many times before. All the hotel doormen and valet car jockeys stared in awe as it pulled up to the front door. 

 

The driver's side door opened and out stepped a huge woman that must have been at least 6'10". She was a blond beauty with an extremely tough looking body. Her massive frame filled her chauffeur's uniform completely. Walking around the car to open the rear passenger door, she ignored the staring and pointing by all that saw her. 

 

She opened the door and motioned with her hand for me to step in, "Good morning, Mike, I'm Sheila, Premier Level Bodyguard. Please step in." 

 

"Good morning Sheila," I said in a squeaky voice trembling with fear. 

 

As I was stepping into the limo, Sheila put her enormous hand on top of my head saying, "Watch so you don't bump your head. We wouldn't want anything to happen to that precious brain of yours." 

 

Her massive palm covered my entire head front to back with her long thick fingers wrapping themselves down the sides past my ears. I could feel her fingertips and nails gently touching my neck and shoulders as she pushed down on my head. I tried to push up with my head but her hand never budged an inch. It felt like I was pushing against a cushioned but solid brick ceiling. 

 

As my head was being guided safely into the limo, I saw several long and enormous legs extending from the two bench seats that where facing each other. When I stepped in, I was able to stand fully erect with my head barely scraping the ceiling. As I looked around the dimly lit interior, I saw four magnificent looking women. They motioned guiding me into the center spot of the seat facing forward. Two of them sat on either side of me while the other two sat facing me. One of the two seated across from me had a blanket covering her body from the neck down. She was leaning against the side window as if she was stretched out on the seat for a nap. The other one across from me was sitting as far to the left side as she could. She looked like she had no room to move. 

 

These must have been the escorts I was told about. A long hair brunette motioned for Sheila to close the door and get my garment bag so we could get on our way. When Sheila closed the door, a red head turned on a light that was dimmed just right. All but one of the women had long thick hair that lay perfectly down past the shoulders. There was a blond, a brunette, a red head and another brunette with very short hair. As we drove off, they started introducing themselves in a sweet, sexy, seductive voice. 

 

"Hi Mike, I'm Tanya, Premier Level Escort." Said the brunette seated on my right. 

 

"Hi Mike, I'm Kelli, Premier Emeritus Level Escort." Said the blond seated across from me pressed to the left side. 

 

"Hi Mike, I'm Kerri, Premier Emeritus Level Escort." Said the red head sitting on my left. 

 

The brunette with short hair had a slightly deeper and hollow sound to her voice, "Hi Mike, I'm Janice, Elite Level Escort." She said curled up under the blanket. 

 

As each one introduced herself, I observed their large bodily features. Kelli, Tanya and Kerri had the same basic build. Although they were seated, I could tell they were tall. Judging by the length of their torso and legs, I figured they were about 6'2"-6'5" tall. They were wearing beautiful tight dresses that were stretching for dear life around their big beautiful thighs. They weren't wearing any nylon stockings. Their tanned skin was smooth and shining like silk. All three had 3-inch pump shoes on large and beautiful feet. (Pump shoes, my favorite.) They're so damn classy and look even better when they're on a nice pair of feet. 

 

Janice was much different. She was the one with the blanket over her. Removing the blanket, I sunk deep into my seat when the rest of her body was exposed. She was outfitted the same as the other escorts except for flat shoes on the largest and widest feet I had ever seen. She was definitely much bigger and taller. The only way she could fit in the limo was to slouch down in her seat with her wide hips and rear on the edge. Her head and neck were tilted slightly to one side. At first I thought she was curled up under the blanket. She was just trying to fit. 

 

She moved her tree trunk sized legs placing her giant feet flat on the floor next to mine. Her thighs angled up from her hips extending across the entire distance between the two bench seats. This distance was approximately 3-1/2 feet. Her knees were sitting about 1 foot above the three other women's and over 2 feet higher than mine. Her enormous body, legs and feet took up close to half of the passenger area. She had her feet planted on either side of mine with legs spread. Her knees were as big as my face and only a foot or so directly in front of it. I was completely engulfed by only her shins, calves, feet and the lower part of her thighs. There was no other place to put her legs. With her legs spread directly in front of me, I could see her pubic hairs, inner thighs and the dark bottomless Grand Canyon that was between them. I'm not joking. My entire body would not only fit completely between her legs, it would easily get lost in there along with the search team that came looking for me. Her hands were so big, they could easily wrap around my torso. This was a giant woman sitting right before my eyes. 

 

Noticing the shocked look on my face, Kerri spoke to get my attention off the giant, "Mike, would you like some coffee now? We made it just the way you like it." 

 

"Yes, Yes I would." I replied. 

 

"Jan, be a dear and hand him the coffee," Kerri requested. 

 

Janice handed me a large size Styrofoam cup. Large size for anyone else, that is. The cup looked like a thimble in Janice's hand. I took it into my trembling hand and began to sip slowly. It had just the right amount of cream and sugar in it. It tasted perfect as it calmed my nerves. 

 

I couldn't resist, so I looked across the twin bridges that were Janice's massive legs and asked, "Janice, how tall are you?" 

 

"I'm 12'8" in my bare feet. And I may as well tell you all of my statistics because you'd probably ask anyway. I weigh 1,150 pounds, my hands from wrist to middle finger are 26" long, my palms are 20" wide, feet are 28" long and 22" wide. My inseam is 74", wingspan is about 13 feet and I don't lift weights yet. However, I can lift 1-1/2 times my weight with one arm. Sometimes I like to have some fun and flip busses over with a flick of my big toe. I'm single and my idea of a perfect evening out is crushing cars with my hands and feet. I also like little guys like you exploring every inch of my body and sensually ravaging them. Any more questions?" She said laughing hard enough to vibrate the entire limo. 

 

"Ahhh, nope." I replied. "That's all the questions I have for you. Well umm, maybe one more. You wanna do dinner and a movie, maybe crush a few cars this Saturday night?" 

 

Janice laughed again saying, "Maybe, if I get approval from... Oops, never mind!" 

 

Tanya gave Janice a cold stare and said, "Jan, that's enough." 

 

Janice immediately apologized to Tanya. Then she kept quiet for the remainder of the ride. I new right then that Tanya was the lead escort in this group. Tanya looked at Kelli and nodded her head to give some sort of signal. 

 

Kelli spoke, "Mike, please forgive Jan for some of those comments. She's the newest and youngest escort in our group. She's only 14 years old and still in training. She'll be a full-fledged escort when she's 18." 

 

"What I'd like to know is," I asked, "if she's this big at 14, how big will she be when she's 18 and beyond?" 

 

Tanya put her hand up to stop Kelli from answering and said, "Mike, I'm very sorry. We really can't tell you anymore right now. There will be someone on the plane to answer many, but not all, of your question and concerns once we are in flight. ALL of your questions will be answered to your complete satisfaction once you are settled in at AmaCorp. You can ask anything you want once we're there. Again, I'm truly sorry." 

 

"OK! I'm sorry, too." I said reluctantly. "It's my job to probe in order to find solutions for my clients. I won't ask any more until we're on the plane. Well, maybe one more. Can I have another cup of this fabulous coffee? It's great!" 

 

Tanya looked over at Janice and nodded. Janice smiled at me and handed me another cup with her huge hand. I sat there enjoying the beautiful scenery that was both in and outside the limo as we made our way to the airport. We arrived just as I was finishing my coffee. 

 

 

 Part 3 The Flight. 

 

As we drove into the airport grounds, I saw several Lear Jets parked on the tarmac. I figured one of those had to be owned by AmaCorp. In the meantime, Kerri picked up the cell phone and pressed a single digit on it. 

 

A second later Kerri said, "ETA one minute." Then hung up. 

 

Sheila drove right past Lear Jets towards a massive airplane hanger that was several hundred more feet away. A garage door opened as we got close and we drove directly in without stopping. As soon as Sheila pulled in, the garage door closed behind us. 

 

I was watching the door close behind us and noticed the lights inside the hanger gradually brighten. Turning to look forward, I saw a 747 jetliner with the rear cargo ramp open. The plane had every nation's flag painted above the small round windows along the entire length on both sides of its fuselage. Next to each flag was painted a woman's face. Each woman's picture had the unique facial features, skin, hair and eye colors that were usually associated with that nationality's appearance and culture. There was something painted on top and along the entire length of the fuselage. I couldn't quite see what it was. All I could tell was that it went the full length of the plane. I would find out later exactly what it was. 

 

The tail of the plane had a large painting of a beautiful woman with long flowing hair that was several different colors. A gold and diamond studded crown was on her head with white doves hovering in flight around it. Each of her eyes was a multi-colored gleaming star. But it wasn't just her beautiful regal appearance that caught my eye. The entire painting contained detailed and suggestive symbolism. 

 

She was holding her arms extended in front of her with palms up and slightly to her sides. In one palm, she held the Earth. In the other, a weight balancing scale. One side of the scale had several men on it that were lying down and piled high on top of each other. The other side had one woman on it. She was standing proud and confident with one hand on her hip and the other hand holding a small man in it. The scale was equally balanced. 

 

Sheila drove the limo directly up the cargo ramp into the belly of the plane and stopped. She came around and opened the door for us. Kelli, Tanya, Kerri and I stepped out but Janice waited. All of a sudden, the entire top half of the car opened up. I realized this was the only way Janice the teenage giant could get in and out of the car. The cargo ramp slowly closed as all of us except Janice made our way into an elevator. Janice went in a different direction towards a set of giant stairs. 

 

My anxiety grew stronger as the elevator made its way up. It finally stopped and opened its doors. The escorts who were towering well over a foot above me smiled and allowed me to exit first. I stepped out into a magnificent room where a multitude of beautiful women awaited to greet me. These women had a wide range of size and appearance. There were tall, short, thin, fat, giant, petite and muscular ones. Their appearance ranged from gorgeous to just average. All of them were attractive in one way or another. 

 

A very chic looking woman stepped forward from the crowd. She looked to be in her late 30's with an incredible 5'10" body that was dressed to perfection with, what else, 3" pump shoes. She had an extremely cosmopolitan look and aura about her. Her subtle make up enhanced her beautiful green eyes and facial features. This woman was very classy and looked good enough to eat. 

 

She spoke with a low seductive voice, "Hello Mike. And welcome to AmaCorp. My name is Anita. I'm the lead Attorney for the Royal Family, Executive Level. I will be answering many of your questions about AmaCorp. I hear you have plenty. First, let's get situated in our seats for take off. We can talk once we're in the air." 

 

We walked through several wide corridors and sections of the jumbo jet. As we made our way towards the front of the plane, I saw Janice standing, yes standing fully upright in one of the sections with the ceiling a good 6-7 feet above her head. Based on her 12'8" height, I estimated the ceiling to be about 20` high. The ceiling height was similar throughout the entire cabin of the aircraft. 

 

Anita and I reached our seats. Before we sat down, two enormous women dressed in pilot's uniforms approached us. Both of them were beautiful blondes with exceptionally large breasts, hands, feet and facial features. Their hips and shoulders were wide and powerful, at least twice as wide as my body. They must have been close to 8' tall and easily 700 pounds. They looked exactly alike and in their early 30's, possibly identical twins. 

 

Anita said, "Oh good, I'm so glad you two had a few moments. Mike, I'd like you to meet the Captain and 1st Officer. As you probably figured, they're identical twins." 

 

"Welcome aboard Mike. I'm Captain Terri, Junior Executive Level." She said extending her massive hand towards me. I stepped back. I thought she was reaching to wrap her hand around my torso and crush it. She wanted to shake my hand. Embarrassed, I held my hand out to shake hers, but could only wrap my hand around the first few knuckles of her index and middle fingers. She smiled down at me closing her hand around mine engulfing it. My hand completely disappeared in hers. 

 

The other huge blond introduced herself. "I'm 1st Officer Toni, Junior Executive Level. It's a pleasure to have you aboard." She shook and engulfed my hand as well while I desperately hung on to her fingers. 

 

Anita said, "Alright ladies, I think we should get on our way." The giant pilots walked into the cockpit and closed the door. 

 

The plane made its way out of the hanger and out to the runway. A few moments later we were airborne. Once at cruising altitude, the seat belt sign turned off and I heard movement about the cabin. Anita suggested we move to the plane's lounge for food, drink and conversation. We sat in a big U-shaped booth with a 6' by 9' table and padded bench seats. Several attendants came over handing me a list of food items to choose from. 

 

Anita said, "You must be starving from not eating breakfast this morning. You naughty little boy. Don't you know it's the most important meal of the day? It helps generate your mind and body. If you're this smart now without eating breakfast, you'll be a genius if you do. Anyway, we have prepared all your favorite foods for this flight. Just look at the list." 

 

She was right. I was famished and all my favorite foods were on that list. I ordered meat lasagna and seltzer water with lime. I was too hungry to start asking the million questions I had. I gobbled up the most delicious lasagna I had ever tasted. Anita smiled at me and motioned for the attendants to bring another plate full. While I was devouring my second helping, Sheila, Kerri and Kelli joined us in the booth. 

 

Anita greeted them, "Hi girls! Where's Tanya?" 

 

"She's having a talk with Janice." Sheila replied. 

 

"That Janice." Anita said shaking her head laughing. "She's so sweet and always means well. But she's so damn clumsy. She doesn't think before she speaks. She's still young though. She'll get smarter as she grows taller." 

 

That was my cue. "OK. Now that we're airborne, can someone tell me what's going on?" 

 

"Of course." Anita replied. "I'll explain all that I can. The escorts are here to add a few comments or suggestions as required. Also, everything we explain to you will be recorded so you can replay and memorize it. The information about AmaCorp will be very complex. You will greatly benefit if you hear it over and over. Understanding THAT, is crucial to understanding the rest. Now, is there anything in particular you want to know right away?" 

 

"Yes. How did Janice get that tall and how tall is she going to get?" 

 

"Our company doctors estimate that Janice will grow to about 30' tall by the time she's in her mid 20's. How she got that tall will be answered at corporate." 

 

Just then, Tanya came over to join us, "Hi gang! Sorry I took so long. I had to give Jan a few suggestions on etiquette and proper manners when she's in the presence of distinguished guests. She's a little upset, but she realized her mistakes. Cindy will take her place for this meeting. Oh, here's Cindy now." 

 

I turned around to see what was headed our way. All I saw from my seated position were tree-sized shins. Cindy was taller than Jan but much thinner. She had a very young looking beautiful face with big green eyes and long strawberry blond hair down to her hips. Her bones were huge with hardly any meat on them. The best way to describe her was a very tall big boned skeleton with skin. Her enormous feet and hands were bigger than my torso. There were no shoes on her feet. Her big toe was about 6" long and 8" in diameter. She was wearing a see through sundress with nothing underneath. Her breasts were unusually big, full and round for such a thin build. 

 

Cindy wanted to sit in the seat across from me but couldn't negotiate the small space. I tried to move the table to give her more room but it felt like the table was secured to the floor. 

 

Sheila saw my futile efforts and stood up saying, "Wait Mike, don't give yourself a hernia. This table is made of cast iron and weighs over 400 pounds." Then she put the fingers of one hand under the edge of the table and wrapped her thumb around to the top of the table, picking it up without any effort. Cindy grabbed the table from Sheila's outstretched arm, pinching it between her huge index, middle finger and thumb. While standing in place, Cindy extended her extremely long arm placing the 400 pound table over 6 feet away. 

 

Now that she had room to sit, Cindy put her giant body on the bench seat directly across from me. There was over 5 feet separating the bench seats. She sat with her shins pressed against my seat, straddling my legs and body in the same fashion that Janice had done during the limo ride. I looked up at Cindy's knees. They were bigger than my face and situated 3 feet above my head. 

 

Cindy spoke in a sweet voice, "Hi Mike, I'm Cindy. I'm an Associate Public Safety Officer. On behalf of everyone at AmaCorp's Law Enforcement Agency, I'd like to welcome you to our world." 

 

My body was shaking in place. I moved my eyes around to look at the other women surrounding me. They were trying to hold back their laughter. I realized that my body looked like a little 2-year-old toddler compared to Cindy the giant Policewoman. 

 

Anita broke the silence, "Mike, does Cindy's size scare you?" 

 

I turned to Anita and asked, "She's not gonna arrest me, is she?" Then turning to Cindy I said jokingly, "Honest officer, I didn't do it. I'm innocent I tell ya!" All the women laughed except for Cindy. She kept a straight face. I almost shit my pants. 

 

"No, we don't arrest people," Cindy said with a very calm, serious and firm tone in her voice. "We usually manage to rectify the situation on the spot. If that doesn't work, we proceed with disciplinary action. That works 95% of the time." 

 

"What happens with the other 5%?" I asked. 

 

"Those few cases are brought before the governing committee for judgement." 

 

"If all police officers were half as big as Cindy," I said to all the women, "this world would be free of crime." 

 

Anita reassured me by saying, "You're absolutely right Mike, but Cindy's not going to do anything to you. She's here for our protection when we land. Besides, you're not the trouble maker type." 

 

Cindy leaned her massive body forward, putting her face within inches of mine. "Yeh, he sure doesn't seem like the type. I'm sure you'll be a good little man and obey the law. Otherwise I'll have to take action." 

 

"I hear ya loud and clear officer. Believe me! Very loud and clear." I said in horror. "May I ask how tall you are and any other details you care to tell me?" 

 

Cindy replied, "I'm 17 years old, 18'7" tall, 1575 pounds and growing extremely fast. I'll probably grow to 45-50 feet by the time I'm 21 years old. Regardless of the impression I gave you, I'm not mean. Don't get any ideas though. I'm very strong and will do what's necessary to preserve law and order. I take my job very seriously. That's why I'm being promoted to Elite Level next week. I have a very high IQ for my age. When I gain some meat and muscle on my skinny frame, I'll make Premier or even Junior Executive Level in no time. Dr. Jean is helping me put on a few pounds." 

 

Anita said, "Mike we really have to start our talk. You'll have plenty of time to find out about all the women at AmaCorp. But I think you'll find that the variety you've seen so far is typical with few exceptions. Kerri, please ask an attendant to bring over a fully stocked beverage cart. Tanya, be a dear and start the recorder. AND WILL SOMEBODY PLEASE BRING CINDY HER OWN CHAIR SO SHE'S NOT SMOTHERING MIKE WITH HER LEGS. HE NEEDS SOME BREATHING ROOM AND IT WOULD BE NICE IF WE COULD SEE HIM WHEN WE TALK!" 

 

All the women laughed out loud including Cindy. Four attendants carried a huge chair made of thick steel and placed it at the end of the bench seats. Cindy stood up, grabbed the chair with one hand and turned it with ease to sit facing us. The beverage cart arrived seconds later. 

 

Tanya pushed a button on an audio panel to start the recorder and the meeting commenced. The information that followed was incredible, fascinating and extremely complex. I was to learn about the flawless operation and structure of the Mega-powerful AmaCorp. Stay tuned Amazon lovers. Your dreams are about to be fulfilled.

 

 

Part 4 The Infrastructure, Laws and Customs 


We had now been in flight for about 1 1/2 hours. Before starting the meeting, Anita suggested, "You should have a cocktail while we talk." 

"Why?" I asked. "Do I look like I need it?" 

"Yes, you've been a nervous wreck ever since Cindy sat down and introduced herself. Have a drink and relax!" 

"Yeah OK, you're right." I said. "She did have me trembling a bit. I'm not afraid of her size anymore, rather I'm afraid of doing something wrong and having to answer for it. A drink is a great idea. I'll have a...." 

Cindy interrupted me before I could finish. "Tanqueray Gin and Tonic, with a lime." 

I said, "Well actually, I was in the mood for......" 

She interrupted me again. "A Drambuie on the rocks, heavy on the rocks. Right?" 

"Yes. That's the ticket. But how do all of you know so much about me?" I asked. 

Anita said, "I'll answer that later. First I want to make sure you're not afraid of Cindy." 

Then turning to the giant policewoman, Anita said, "Cindy, why don't you take a moment and reassure Mike that you're here for his protection, and not to hurt him." 

"OK!" Cindy said extending one of her long arms towards me, holding her palm face up. 

I put my hand in her gigantic one, thinking she wanted to shake hands and make up. "No, No! Sweetheart." She said smiling. 

"What am I suppose to do?" I asked, quickly removing my hand. 

"Get on it. Come on." She prodded. "Come on sweetie! I won't hurt you. I want you to feel the security I'll be providing you. You have to trust me!" 

I looked at Anita. She smiled and gave me a nod of encouragement. All the other women around me were encouraging me to do as Cindy had asked. I succumbed. 

Reluctantly, I stood up and put my hands on Cindy's enormous fingers to prop myself onto her hand and climbed aboard. Once on it, her fingers engulfed my entire derriere and thighs while her palm, wrist and forearm supported my back. She pulled me closer to her face and placed her huge soft lips on the side of my face smothering it with a very wet, gentle kiss. Then she put her tongue at the edge of her lips and wiggled it against my face. The tingling sensations reverberated throughout my entire body. My penis stood at strict attention. 

Smiling down at me she said, "You see? I'm just a gentle giant. I won't hurt you. Besides, you haven't been informed of AmaCorp laws and customs yet. I can administer penalties and punishment only after you've become very familiar with and break any laws. In the meantime, I'll hold and protect you from any harm. Nothing will be able to hurt you. You're in good hands with Cindy. Protecting you is my assignment for a while so you and I will have to stay very close to each other. You're safe as long as you're near me. Now give me a big hug and kiss you cute little man!" 

I wrapped my arms around her huge neck propping myself up to her cheek to give her a kiss. I squeezed her neck and head as hard as I could while kissing her face. Squeezing that hard hurt my arms but didn't phase her one bit. She just wrapped her huge hand around my torso, pulling me closer against her face with a gentle hold. 

Laughing with joy she said, "Aauhhh, now that's a good little boy. Why you're so cute and cuddly that I want to gobble you up right here." 

I screamed and tried to break free of her hold, "NO, NO! PLEASE DON'T EAT ME!!!" 

Realizing the poor timing of her comment, Cindy retracted, "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it that way. I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" 

I looked at the other women. They were all giggling. I said, "OK, OK. Whew! I wasn't sure." I rested my forehead on her neck, hugged her closer and gave a sigh of relief. 

"There, there." Cindy said tapping my back. "Feel better now? Something in your pants sure seems very happy." 

All the other women laughed out loud and I realized my erection was obvious. Embarrassed I said, "Yeah, I'm much happier now. Can I sit in your lap for the rest of the flight?" Cindy and all the other women busted out in laughter. 

Laughing, Anita said, "He's so adorable, isn't he?!?! But I'm afraid the answer is no. We have to get down to business now. Cindy, Why don't you give Mike a ride then set him down gently." 

Cindy put both of her massive hands around my torso and held me high above her head. With my body engulfed in her hands she said, "Ready sweetheart? Here we go!" 

Cindy extended her long leg and easily brought me down to her enormous foot. She situated my body so that I sat on the crown of her foot with my back leaning against her lower shin. Spreading her long thick toes apart, my legs somehow slipped between them. She held me securely in place by gently closing her toes around my legs. 

Then Cindy proceeded to move her foot and leg up and down slowly. I went high in the air and back down like rollercoaster ride, never moving an inch off her foot. 

"Weee! Weeeeeee! Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!" She yelled as the ride on her foot took me higher and higher. 

My stomach felt like it was going from my throat to my feet with every thrust and movement of her powerful foot. I extended my hands and arms out to my sides for balance even though I was completely safe and secure on the reclining chair that was her huge foot. 

After being easily foot ridden for about 15 minutes, Anita told Cindy to stop and set me down. Cindy stopped just when I was starting to get cozy and comfortable on her strong and enormous foot. A disappointed look fell upon my face. 

Seeing my sadness, Anita said, "Mike, Believe me, you'll have plenty of time for that kind of play later. And remember, the reason you're here is to consult. Business before pleasure." 

Cindy gently put me on the floor. I felt very secure on her foot and was impressed by the way she maneuvered me to the floor making sure I stood firm before letting go. Sheila then handed me an ice filled glass of Drambuie. I started to drink and relax as Anita was preparing to explain what I was so anxiously awaiting to hear. 

Anita walked over to a flip chart that had just been brought over and started to speak. 

AmaCorp is short for Amazon Corporation and was founded 50 years ago. It is actually a country with a Royal Family and Government. The country is called Virago. We only operate under a corporate name and structure to the world outside our country. Virago owns and controls 85% of the corporations worldwide in every industry there is. We also control 70% of the world's nations. Most of the world's organized crime is also under our control. Our goal is complete worldwide domination. Our mission is the total betterment of humanity. 

Virago citizens are spread out all over the world. Ninety percent of our citizens are women. They are strategically placed in every company, nation, government and controlling interest. 

We are peaceful nation. However there are occasions when we have to become the aggressors. We never have wars with other nations or factions, although we are prepared to do so at a moment's notice. We also don't acquire Corporations with money. We simply negotiate and lure them in with gentle persuasion or coercion. That is how we gain control. 

Men easily become weak and helpless puppets in our hands. All it takes is a seductive woman's soft touch or a gentle whisper in his ear. Most men think with the wrong head anyway. They forfeit and surrender all their assets, holdings, stocks, or country's riches and resources to Virago. Once a man has experienced us in any way, sexually or not, they can't resist. We break down their will and desire. 

So you see, we rarely resort to violence or force to gain control. There is no need because men give in so easily to a beautiful woman. Especially if she is big, tall and strong. They succumb to our mighty, all-powerful control and enjoy it. Virago, or AmaCorp as the world knows it, is invincible. 

You had asked our Field Agents what AmaCorp makes, and what we needed your services for. AmaCorp makes everything because Virago owns everything. We need your services and knowledge to advance and enhance our technology. We may have other uses for your services, but that will be determined and decided once we're on Virago. I can't tell you anymore about that right now. You will be advised when we get there. 

Now, let's start with our infrastructure. First I'll explain citizen Status Levels. I'll explain the basics only, because there are too many intricate details. 

By order of authority, the various Status Levels that every female citizen must earn or inherit are: 

1. Royal 2. Executive 3. Junior Executive 4. Premier 5. Elite 6. Associate 

Every female citizen under the age of 13 is Associate Level only. 

An Emeritus Status within each Level is for those that are awarded, but not full-fledged in that Level. Think of Emeritus as the rookies or retirees of each Level. 

Now, let's move on to the various positions. 

Every position or job function on Virago has a Status Level within it except Royal. That means if someone is Royalty, they cannot be anything lower. The only way someone can be Royal Status is to be a blood relative or get adopted into it. Only The Queen has power to award Royal Status to someone without any blood relations. Every key female position has a minimum Status Level that is required to hold that position. 

The hierarchy, positions and minimum requirements of Virago is as follows: 

1. The Queen -Royal. The Sovereign Ruler. 2. The Princesses -Royal. Heirs to the throne. By default, the oldest one would inherit the Throne should The Queen ever become incapable of performing her duties for reasons beyond her control. Otherwise, The Queen selects her successor. 3. Attorneys -Executive. Counsel and Public Relations for Virago. 4. Scientists -Executive. Research and Development, Design and Engineering. 5. Doctors -Executive. The Medical Staff. 6. Public Safety Officers -Associate (Minimum age requirement is 15). These women serve as Virago's Police and Military. 7. Escorts -Elite. Accompany and/or Monitor men during off-site projects. 8. Clairvoyants -Junior Executive. Mind readers with consistent 100% accuracy. 9. Bodyguards/Transporters -Premier. Drivers, Pilots, Protection. 10. Field Agents -Premier. Lure, coax men to AmaCorp. Have the ability to give men heart attacks and nervous breakdown by giving them sex or teasing. They are that good. These women close most acquisition deals for AmaCorp or Virago. 11. Trackers -Premier. Permanently assigned to monitor men at off-site companies owned by AmaCorp. They typically hold Management or key positions there. 12. Hunters -Associate. Hunt down and eliminate men that have escaped, disobeyed or broken laws. 

Now I'll speak about our male citizens. 

The male citizens are placed in various categories based on their values, health, contribution, performance, abilities, attitude and the overall value they add to Virago or AmaCorp. The history of the way he treated women in the past and present is a huge factor in determining his category. Their potential or candidacy for a category is determined by a simple 5-Star rating system. The more points he earns after investigation the more stars he earns. There are possible 10,000 points that can be earned. All 10,000 points are required for a 5-Star rating. Regardless of points or stars earned, The Queen makes the final determination of which category a man will be placed in. 

Male categories and the rating required for each are: 

1. Producer -5 Stars. The highest category a man can be placed in. These men serve Virago exhaustively and in its entirety. They do not perform any slave activities. Producers are extremely rare and held in high regard. Statistics show that only 1 out of every 500 million men is a candidate for this category. Producers are allowed and encouraged to make love with all female citizens at every level over the age of 13. They don't need permission to do so and are the main breeders or studs. 2. Honorary Slave -3 Stars. These men have limited but good qualities that are useful to AmaCorp. They serve the Royal and Executive levels as slaves. They may only make love to female citizens at Premier, Elite, and Associate Levels with permission from The Queen. 3. Emeritus Slave -2 Stars. These slaves are assigned to females in mid level positions and can make love only to Elite and Associate Levels with The Queen's permission. 4. Slave -1 Star. These men serve female Associates under the age of 13. They cannot make love to anyone without permission. Never to the females they serve. 5. Street Scum -Never earn more than a few hundred points at best. These men exist for amusement purposes only, usually during sports to be tortured. Sometimes they are abused for no reason at all. These men are the lowest form of humanity and have a history of abusing women or children in some way. They are the scum of the earth and totally useless. Obviously, they cannot make love with anyone including each other. The penalty is immediate death. 

Some men have permanent positions at companies owned by Virago under the AmaCorp name. Serving as figureheads only, they have been pre-assigned into categories and perform their respective service when visiting Virago. They must also perform at their assigned locations for their Trackers and any Viragoes women that visit. 

Once a man has been placed in a category, it is for life. A minimum 10 years of impeccable service is required to even be considered for a higher category. One mistake made and the 10-year period starts over again. A man may be demoted to a lower category should he repeatedly fail or err in his service. The same 10-year rule applies. Of course, The Queen makes the final decision. 

Male children under the age of 16 do not qualify for any category. They are schooled in Viragoes laws, customs and culture. The young men learn proper mannerisms and methods of serving our female citizens. Their scholastic achievement determines their future category. They graduate at the age of 16. So far, every graduating class and new generation of male children has consistently earned higher points. We are constantly making progress towards perfecting the male gender to suit our needs. Virago's securing its future goals and mission by educating our male children properly. 

At this point Anita paused for a 15-minute break. We all got up and went our separate ways. Cindy and Sheila were constantly with me as I made my way about the huge jetliner. They waited while I used the lavatory. It was huge. It had to be if these giants were to use them. We toured the plane for a few more minutes then headed back to our seats and the beverage cart. 

"May I have another drink?" I asked. 

"Certainly." Sheila said as she poured. 

"Please make it a double. I have a feeling I'm going to need it." I joked. 

As I was sipping my Drambuie, Anita came over and sat next to me. "What do you think so far?" She asked. 

"I understand what I've heard so far. But I still have a bunch of questions in my mind." 

"Everything will be answered in due time. You've been very patient up to this point. Hold out a little longer and your questions will be satisfied." She said. 

"Will you answer a few little questions now?" I asked. 

"That depends on what they are, but go ahead and ask." 

I rambled off as many questions as I could. "Does every male candidate get this kind of first class treatment like I am or just the ones to be placed in the higher categories? Am I slated for a Producer category? Please tell me." 

She just smiled without answering. 

"Come on Anita, please tell me." 

Still no answer. Just a beautiful smile as she stood up to resume the meeting. 

"At least tell me if I should get some rest. Or, Or, maybe take lots of vitamins. Huh? Should I? Is that what I need?" I said jokingly. 

Busting out in laughter, she turned around smiling at me and said, "Now you know I can't tell you something that I myself don't even know yet. Can I?" Then she winked. 

Motioning for the other ladies, she resumed the meeting. "Ok, Let's do it people." 

She started explaining about the laws. 

Most Virago laws are not unlike the ones you are familiar with. There are some additional laws and rules however and THEY are the most important ones. Now don't let them worry you to the point of not being able to concentrate on your job. Besides, I don't think you'll break any laws now that you and Cindy have an understanding. Right? 

OK! All males, with the exception of Producers, have no rights. Producers have rights and privileges far above and beyond any other males. Let me elaborate. 

All female citizens have a license to punish men. Punishment is defined as humiliate, beat up, torture, abuse and kill in public or private areas. There are no restrictions or limits on the amount, method and manner for any punishment. Doesn't matter whether it is carried out on or off Virago soil. It's very simple. If a male disobeys a female, he is subject to punishment. 

In order to maintain control and prevent unwarranted and widespread punishment, Virago has two simple rules. They are: 

1.The lower the female's Status Level and position, the more justification she needs to punish him. 

2.The higher the female's Status Level and position, the less justification she needs to punish him. 

These rules are due to the maturity level and responsibility a female acquires with higher positions and Status Levels. 

The only exceptions to these rules are: 1. Males in the Street Scum category. Anyone can punish them for no reason at all. 2. Public Safety Officers may punish any man if it's in the line of duty. 

Even females under the age of 13 can punish but only with permission from The Queen or Public Safety Officers. 

As I mentioned earlier, Producers have rights and are held in the highest regard. No female, including Royalty, can punish a Producer except The Queen. The only other exception is Public Safety Officers if the situation warrants it. Even then, The Officer's actions are reviewed and investigated. This has not been a problem because Virago has not had a Producer in over 20 years. 

Females must also abide by the laws. Punishment for them is less severe. They are usually demoted to a lower Status Level or position. This means less power and authority. The demotions can be permanent. Depending on the severity of the crime, a female may be given the opportunity to re-establish or regain her reputation and Status Level. Usually, she must start from the very beginning and work twice as hard for any promotion. Most of the time it is extremely difficult. This form of justice prevents females from committing crimes. 

The Governing Committee: 

Virago has a Governing Committee that rules on laws and situations that need arbitration or hearing. The 10-Member Committee consists of a female from every position and Status Level except The Queen and Princesses. They are rotated with a new group every 14 days. The higher the female's Status Level and position, the more often she will serve on the Committee. The incumbent members select a Chairwoman for their group. Their final rulings are by unanimous vote. If they don't reach a decision within 24 hours of hearing all the facts, they are immediately removed and the next group takes over to re-hear the facts. 

The Committee may overrule The Queen's decision on any matter, although it has never happened in Virago's history. The Queen always makes fair decisions. Should it ever become necessary, The Committee may impeach The Queen if her actions and decisions impede or negatively affect Virago's mission and goals. 


We had now been in flight for 5 hours. We still had 6 hours to go. Anita suggested I get a few hours rest before our arrival. My brain was tired from all the laws and rules I had just heard, so I agreed. Anita told Cindy and Sheila to show me to the master bedroom. 

As we were walking away, Anita said to Sheila, "Set up the audio for Mike on Virago channel 1." 

With Cindy leading the way and Sheila close behind me, the three of us made our way through several tall and wide corridors to the bedroom. When we reached it, Cindy opened the tall huge double doors slowly and told Sheila to wait outside with me. Cindy walked around to inspect the room for a few moments, then motioned for us to come in. The master bedroom was magnificent. The huge room had a 25' by 20' bed with furnishings for different size people. It had a private bath with a huge bathtub and separate shower. 

Sheila said, "OK Mike, why don't you go in the bathroom and change for bed. Get as comfortable as you want. Cindy and I will wait out here for you." 

I turned to walk toward the bathroom to see my favorite sleeping shorts twirling on Cindy's gigantic pinky finger. I smiled and grabbed my shorts as I walked by. After changing, I walked out of the bath and climbed directly into the huge bed. Cindy and Sheila pulled the covers to tuck me in. Sheila lay her big powerful body on the bed next to me while Cindy knelt down on the floor beside us. Cindy leaned her giant body over to bring her huge lips down and kiss me on the forehead. Then Sheila kissed me on the cheek while patting me gently on the chest with her strong hands. 

I asked Sheila, "What about you? What are your statistics?" 

"Hmmm! Let me see! What can I tell you about myself?" She pondered. "Well, I'm 18 years old, 6'11" tall and weigh 345 pounds. The doctors say that I'll probably grow to between 8 or 9' and 1000 pounds. I've been very strong since I was a young girl. I can crush a bowling ball into a fine powder with one hand and turn a boulder into a bunch of small pebbles with a stomp of my big foot. I can one-arm curl 700 pounds for 20 reps with ease and bend a cast iron bars by just squeezing my thighs together. Hmmm! What else can I tell you?" 

Sheila paused for a second and continued. "Oh yeah. I once ripped a big Oak Tree from the ground, roots and all with my hands. Then I put it behind my neck and snapped it in 2 pieces by just bringing my arms down on it. I was only 12 years old at the time. My older sisters had made me mad about something. Ahh! What was it?" 

I stopped her before she could continue. "OK then! That's good enough for me!" 

"And oh yeah," she said as a thought came to mind. "Captain Terri and 1st Officer Toni are my older sisters. You know?!?!?! The women that are flying this plane." 

Then both women smiled, kissed me again and stood up. 

Cindy said, "Sleep tight. If you need anything, just holler. We'll be standing guard right outside the door." 

As they walked out the door, Cindy dimmed the lights very low and Sheila pressed a series of buttons on the audio panel. A few seconds later, I heard soothing ocean sounds blended with music coming from all around the room. I could also hear Anita's faint voice dubbed over the music. It was the recording of all the information I had just heard about Virago and AmaCorp. The repetitive and suggestive words and soothing music was having a subliminal effect on me. 

As I lay there in the dim light, I couldn't help but think about the Virago laws and method of life Anita had just explained. I wondered if a place existed. It seemed impossible and too good to be true. Was it a dream? A world without crime!?!?! No assholes hurting people anymore. Men being treated according to the history of how they treated others. Whether it was good or bad treatment, men got what they deserved. A world where women were perfect in mind, body and soul. A culture that seemed perfect. I fell asleep thinking about all of those things and what role I would play in that society. 

I awoke about 5 hours later feeling amazingly rejuvenated. Hearing me walk about, Cindy and Sheila opened the door and said in unison, "Hi there sleeping beauty. Hope it was good for you." 

"Great," I replied, "it was incredibly refreshing." 

"Good." Sheila said. "Why don't you wash up and get dressed. We have less than an hour before we land." 

I went into the bathroom and splashed some cold water on my face. To my surprise, I saw all of my toiletries on the counter. I brushed my teeth, dressed and walked out. Cindy and Sheila escorted me back to the lounge area in the same closely guarded fashion as before. We made it to the lounge as Captain Terri announced that there were only 20 minutes left until landing. 

I walked over and sat next to Anita securing my seatbelt. Cindy and Sheila sat in the huge seats across from us. I could see the other Escorts seated on the other side of the aircraft. My heart started beating faster as we got closer to Virago. I had an idea of what was in store for me there, yet, I wasn't sure of anything. 

Anita noticed my anxiety and said, "Mike, why don't you go sit in Cindy's lap until we land. Go ahead, hurry!" 

When I looked at Cindy, she had her long arms and big hands extended out in front of her. Her hands were motioning as if to say `come here'. I unbuckled my seatbelt and walked over to her. Climbing onto her lap, I turned and leaned backwards against her body. She hugged me close to her huge torso and chest with one of her massive palms and wrapped her long fingers around my chest. She lay her other hand on my legs. I started feeling more comfortable. 

Once relaxed, I asked Anita how they knew so much about me, what and when I ate, drank and so forth. 

Anita replied, "We know from all the expense reports you submitted. Also, all the reports on your trips and seminars. Many of the clients you entertained were AmaCorp employees. They informed us how you preferred your coffee and what kind of cocktails you always ordered. Think back on all the hotels, airplanes, restaurants, cocktail lounges and rental car companies you've used in the past 20 years. We have employees at over 80% of those companies. We have informants in the entire world and every company, remember?" 

"You've been tracking me for that long?" I asked in disbelief. 

"Just about, 18 and a half years to be exact." Anita answered. 

"AmaCorp certainly is everywhere, aren't they?" I commented, shaking my head in astonishment. 

I became silent and stared out the window. The bright sun was still shining on the Island that would be my new home. No one had officially told me so, but I just knew. I was hoping that I was the new Producer the females of Virago had been waiting for. At the very least, I wanted to be an Honorary Salve. 

As the plane descended, I saw a tropical paradise with lush greenery and white sand beaches. The ocean water was so clear that I could see schools of fish swimming about freely. It was magnificent! I wanted to reach out and touch it. And touch it I would, for the rest of my life. 

 

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