Big Corp Inc. (G/T)

Part 17: Cake

Candy had been smitten with Martin before, but now she was obsessed with him. She was reluctant to leave him when he dropped her off at the railway station, but she did want to get home so she could shower and rest up. Every time she thought about him, her heart fluttered and she felt warmth spread throughout her body. She couldn't deny her feelings; she was hopelessly in love.

She wanted his attention and affection more than anything, so she wracked her brains for a way she could thank him for rescuing her. She recalled that Bianca mentioned he had a sweet tooth and decided to bake him a cake. Although a cake her size wouldn't even be a single bite for him, she figured he would still appreciate the gesture. He could at least taste the sweetness on his tongue when he put the cake in his mouth.

Excited at the prospect of making Martin happy, Candy took a shower back at her apartment, changed into fresh clothes, and went to the grocery store. She didn't have much money left, but cake mix and frosting weren't too expensive anyways. Candy enjoyed baking. She liked the idea of making something delicious that would make others joyful and satiate their hunger. She labored to make the biggest cake she could realistically carry. While it would be nowhere near large enough for a Giant, she was still pleased with the result when she took it out of the oven.

Once the cake cooled, she slathered a liberal amount of buttercream frosting all over the outside, more than she would normally use since she knew the whole cake would be eaten up all at once in a single mouthful. She kept the cake in the pan so that she would be able to transport it to work tomorrow. As she prepared for bed, she started to feel ill as she thought about going back to Big Corp Inc., working in between Ronny and Mr. Hardon. She had been so enthusiastic about pleasing Martin, she didn't think about how Mr. Hardon had literally tried to swallow her alive in his ice cream sundae.

She wondered if he would be so bold to eat her again while at work. She suspected the office environment had protected her up to this point, since he hadn't consumed her until she was at his house. The memory of being forced into his gigantic mouth, sliding down and getting caught in his throat with the walls of meat crushing her on all sides made her quake with fear. She was scared, but she thought to herself that she'd be okay. Her desire to see Martin again overpowered her better judgement.

The next morning, Candy got ready for work and left her apartment early, hauling the unwieldy cake pan with her. She was apprehensive about going back to her job but thrilled to give Martin a surprise cake. Her conflicting emotions were pulling her apart but she surged ahead regardless. As she boarded the railcar, she daydreamed about Martin. His stormy gray eyes were so alluring, the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen, full of poignant feeling in their depths only magnified by their incredible size. Looking into his irises was comparable to looking up at dramatic thunderheads far up in the sky on an overcast day. Every feature of his Giant face was pleasing to her eye, from his prominent nose and full lips to his strong jawline and the dark stubble around his lips and chin. She fantasized about how soft and tender his huge lips would feel pressed against her, with his warm breath on her body and his stubble tickling her skin. She wanted to be close to him so badly; she wanted him to love her.

Her sugary dreams propelled her through the lobby of the Big Corp building up to the third floor. She arrived early, before most of her coworkers would start filtering in for work, so she had to take a bold risk and ask a stranger to press the button in the elevator for the correct level for her. The Giantess who helped her was properly dressed, unlike Mr. Hardon's employees, and was quite surprised to see a human, but helped her like she asked. Candy couldn't see her feet around the cake, but she made sure to hop over the gap in the floor as she exited the elevator. The journey to Martin's cubicle was a long one, especially when carrying a big cake, but she had given herself plenty of time to traverse the long distance.