Fastrack Training
by GG


'So you're from the Parks Department,huh?'
The balding bespectacled ranger looked the two scientists up and down. They 
were an odd pair. The woman, in her early twenties, must have been six foot 
five  and seemed very athletic. The slightly older guy looked Chinese and 
would make a jockey feel big. He was just short of five foot and couldn't 
have weighed more than seventy pounds. The girl slipped a large rucksack 
from her V shaped back and lowered it to the floor.
'You work out?' said the ranger, eying up her trim waist, huge breasts, 
broad shoulders, and awesome bulging thighs and calves.
The girl answered by smiling and flexing her right arm. A huge bicep swelled 
up, threatening to rip the sleeve of her teeshirt.
'She very strong!' said the little guy. 'Can pick me up with one finger! 
That rucksack got all our stuff in it. Excess baggage. It weigh one hundred 
fifty pounds!'
The girl smiled again. 'We're going to be taking a lot of water samples from 
the marsh. We were told you had clothing for that, rubber boots etcetera,'
'Yep, in the storeroom.' said the ranger. 'I'll show you your rooms in the 
lodge first, then I gotta go to town. Oh it aint the Ritz by the way.'
The girl unpadlocked the storeroom door as the ranger's 4x4 disappeared up 
the track. What a load of junk.
'Hope they've got waders.' she said.
The guy nodded. 'Yes, leeches in marsh. Yuk'
They rummaged around for a while.
'No find boots.' Said the guy. 'Maybe in cupboard, but it locked.' He was 
pulling at the door handle of a large wardrobe style cupboard with all the 
strength in his pencil-thin arms. The girl walked up behind him, amused, and 
took hold of the handle. She pulled and the door came open immediately with 
the sound of splintering wood.
'Huh. You break lock!' He gasped.
'Just a bit stiff.' she laughed. 'Ah, here we are. Hope they've got some 
size 12s. What size are you ?'
'Oh , 5, I think.'
She looked down at his tiny feet and laughed again, then pulled out the 
largest and smallest pairs of boots she could find. They were thigh length 
waders in heavy green rubber and looked quite new. They both unlaced their 
timberlands and she pulled on one of the huge boots.
'Good! Size 13 but fits perfectly.'
He stared at her as she pulled the other boot on and then clumped up and 
down the room. She was wearing  blue jeans and a white teeshirt, and the 
boots were tight on her muscular thighs and calves.
The little guy's skinny legs slipped easily into the size 6s and he stood 
up. She put her hands on her hips and smiled down at him.
'These too big.' he muttered.
She looked around and found an even smaller pair that looked like a kids 
size.
'Size 4 OK ?'
He kicked off the bigger boots, pulled on the others, and stood up again.  
The tops of these waders only came up to just above her knees.
'You had better stay in the shallow bits.' she laughed, playfully tapping 
his ankle with the side of her foot. She hardly felt any resistance as his 
legs were swept from under him and he landed on his back at her feet. He 
thought she had done it on purpose.
'You big bitch. That not nice.' he shouted.
If he had been twice the size, she would have beaten the crap out of him for 
that, but she had to be careful with a guy who she could snap in half with 
her little finger. She put a huge foot on his tiny panting body. Her heel 
pressed into his stomach while the heavy tread of the sole threatened to 
crush his puny chest like an egg.  She wasn't really pressing down; it was 
just that her  superbly muscled leg weighed as much as he did, and the 
pressure was making it difficult for him to breathe.
He squirmed and it gave her a twinge. Her clit and nipples began to harden 
and she was getting wet. They were going to be on this job for two weeks and 
she had planned to train him bit by bit. But they were alone, and the ranger 
would be away for a few hours, so why not get it done now, all at once. She 
knew she could turn any full sized dominant male into a simpering sissy in a 
few hours, so this pint sized wimp wouldn't take too long.

She pressed down with her toe. His ribcage sunk inwards like an under 
inflated football. She had to be careful; any more and his ribs would snap 
like twigs; she saw him mouthing something but he couldn't make a sound. 
After a few minutes, she released him, and watched as he struggled for 
breath. She waited until he started to get up, then hooked the toe of her 
right foot under his stomach and flipped him over.  He flew about ten feet 
across the room and crashed into the boot cupboard. He sat there, dazed, but 
looked very frightened as she walked across to him. She reached down and 
grabbed the front of his shirt which was now decorated with a huge 
footprint, then picked him up effortlessly with one arm and dangled him in 
front of her.
'Do exactly as I say. Always.' she said sternly.
He looked stupefied, and she shook him like a rag doll.
'Ye.. yes ma'am.' he stuttered.
She lowered him to the floor, then unbuckled her belt, unzipped her jeans, 
and folded them down over the tops of the waders; she wasn't wearing 
knickers, and her huge erect clit poked through soaking lips. She grabbed 
the back of his head and rubbed his face against her until she came with a 
loud sigh.
'Good.' she laughed, doing up her jeans. 'Now fetch my timberlands and 
follow me.'