Addition By Anakin Solo

You turned back from the blond bimbo. A hot drink wasn’t worth this anyway, besides it was summer. You step out of line and head for the door. As you approach the glass doors you see the big Star Bucks seal. You blink the shield your eyes from the sun…your hand never reached the door.

Your eyes opened and you were staring out onto a dark maroon plane. It was clear of anything, and was so alien. Then sounds poured in. “ORDERS UP! I NEED A MAKIOADO…TWO EXSPRESSOES, A ICE-COFFEE WITH CREAM AND…” what the hell? Naturally you were confused. You spun around in place. Well not so much spun but you were able to look around. Like your eyes turned and just kept going. What! Your view kept going and going, you were circling and seeing, seeing…colors.

Finally you stopped and focused. And…holy…a giant blond chick in a green apron loomed over you. “WELCOME TO STARBUCKS, WHAT CAN I GET FOR YOU?” a voice boomed down to you like a voice from on-high. This didn’t make any sense. What the heck. “HEY, I NEED A CUP HERE.” You heard it somewhere to the side and then WAAAAAH – something wraps around you and you’re flying through the air.

“HERE!”

WAMB! You shake and scream in pain as you were slammed down onto your butt…my legs, I don’t have legs, for a moment you forget about the giant you just saw or seeing all the way around you like your head was about to twist off, MY LEGS ARE GONE! You reach down and SCREAM. You were armless. OH LORD! What happed? Did I get hit by a car? Where’s a doctor, help!”

But no one helps you. Instead you see a giant hand with French tipped nails come for you and grab your face. You spin around trying to escape but you don’t go anywhere. You just end up looking the other way. Something is above you. You can’t see it but you feel your head like all you were was a head being squeezed. OH! Then there was a shooting prolonged burning. Your ears were burning, your eyes felt like they were going to blow out of your head. What the hell!”

“I’m pouring your coffee now Ma’am.” A young woman with brown hair and French tipped nails said. She poured the hot liquid into the cup. She was oblivious to the screaming that really wasn’t happening. Then she grabbed a plastic lid and snapped it over the top. “Here you are.” She passed it over the counter.

Dazed! You didn’t know what was happening, your brain was fried, your eyes didn’t focus and nothing mattered, it hurt too much. Then as something was forced over your head and squeezing you like capping on a top to your head you came out of your haze and be aware of the world again. And it was awful.

You look out away from whatever is pushing you. And you see the farthest thing from your mind. Office Barbie, the same woman that had impaled your hand with her stiletto heel. She was huge and looked down at you…without a care, just like when she had stepped on your hand she scooped you up. There was nothing you could do.

You saw her hand get bigger and bigger dill this blocked out your vision, and then AWH, she squeezed her hand around your face. Your eyes spun away but that only showed you the height as you rose swiftly into the air. Then the world flew by. Inside your head a bongo drum was banging with every slosh of the hot coffee searing what you thought was the inside of your head. There was no recognition that you were a stirophome cup only that you were being carried away.

The loud world blew away and you felt the swaying and swinging unable to control anything. You saw a red convertible that looked like a cruise ship come into view and then you flew into it. And POW, you fell into a tight space unable to move or even perceive movement…till the engine started.
You didn’t know this but the Barbie wana-be was Kim Black and she was an Executive official for a large advertizing agency. Her Car roared to life as she turned the key. She zoomed into traffic and sped off to work. As she was driving she reached down and taking her cup from the cup holder she took a sip. Her bright red lips sealed over the lid and cup. She tilted back and let the hot brew flow into her mouth. Right before breaking the seal she clenched her teeth over the lid out of a subconscious habit. She put the coffee back and pulled into the parking lot of her office.

You saw the hand again. It wrapped around you again, but this time you made sure to look at Barbie. Fear and anger forced you to defy her at any cost. But you had no idea she was going to do this. You flashed way close to these massive fake tits and then ended up looking into huge red lips. And then she kissed you. They smothered you, and you felt a wet slippery thing wipe over a part of your face and then AHHH, you were upside down and you felt something rush out of you, and you wanted to vomit. Just as fast as it happened you were turned back and then back down.

It happened again and you felt yourself carried out gain. You managed to figure out that you were not you know and accept it. With whatever it was inside of you, and it was inside of you becoming less and less you started to feel better. Each repetition of the experience of being planted in Barbie’s face was unpleasant and painful but at the same time…dame you felt like jacking off…

Then after one more tip you realized you were in some place different and you felt light and empty…empty, it occurred to you that whatever was in you was gone now. An end was in sight, you realized, it was over, you were empty…and…you saw Barbie she was looking away and you got an up close and personal view with her giant ass. She was leaning back and for the briefest of instance you though she was going to sit on you.

She was talking with someone that you couldn’t see. Barbie then walked away and left you. It was a relief and at the same time sobering…she left you like you didn’t matter, like you were worth nothing…A giant figure was next to you in a moment. You spun around and looked up as high as you could…And in utter shock you saw a giant woman…MOM!

“MOM! DOWN HERE!” you yelled… what luck, you were saved, she had to save you.

She was holding giant folders…then YES she was looking at you. She reached down for you…yes she recognized you and was getting you. “Damn, Kim, throw away your trash.” You heard her say. What? That didn’t make sense…Your mom was holding you then OHAAHEAHAHAH! You caved in on yourself. Your cheeks fell in your eyes popped, jaws shattered. It was unimaginable, even having the acidic substance filling you didn’t do this…

She crushed the empty disposable cup and threw it away. After all it wasn’t valuable…she wondered what her son was doing at home right then.