Dominating the Queen
Revenge of the Geek Gal
chapter 14
by
copier
· original author:
neko123
Yin was astonished. The entire school building, small enough to fit in the palm of her hand. The people inside must be microscopic. Trish grinned at her friend. "I knew you'd like it."
Yin nodded but kept her eyes on the minuscule structure. Then, she moved her head closer. Something had caught her eye. A group of people was running away from the building. A stupid and unreasonable attempt to escape. But they stopped and cowered on the ground, because Yin was now so close, her breath alone created a massive storm for them. The young japanese woman stood up and returned short after with a magnifying glass to closer inspect the group. Trish just relaxed and watched her, satisfied that her girl liked her little present.
Yin now observed the group of micro people and her heart made a jump of joy when she recognized one of them: Heather Miles. To Yin, she was an arrogant brat who needed to be put in her place. And now that was possible. A mischievous smirk formed on her face. She gently put her finger down before the group.
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Heather and her friends had tried to escape, but quickly realized how futile it was. The table they were on was like a massive landscape, the edge so far away that they would not even reach it by the end of the day. And beyond that, the two girls rose up like goddesses, surrounding and watching the table that was now Heather's entire world. One of them was obviously Trish, the other was Yin, a japanese exchange student who had tutored Heather from time to time. The famous girl had always disliked the quiet, smart former classmate who had graduated the year prior. Heather had looked down on her, like she did on everyone, but Yin had not been intimidated by her, instead, the young Japanese had looked down on Heather herself. And now she was doing it literally.
Heather and her friends cowered in fear as the japanese goddess' massive finger landed on the ground, shaking the earth. "You better step on my nail if you want to get out of there." Her deafening, thunderous voice boomed from the heavens and made Heather's ears ring. She looked up and dropped her jaw in awe. The nail was bigger than a football stadium and almost as thick as Heather was tall. The famous girl shivered in fear and looked at her friends. "I guess we have no choice. Maybe she will actually help us." The others nodded, clinging to that small hope. Then, they climbed the nail.
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"A wise decision." Yin smiled, then looked at Trish. Her friend had taken of her leather jacket off and sat casually on a chair. Her white tanktop was almost invisible at some parts because of her sweat. She must have run from the school grounds to their apartment. Yin's gaze focused on Trish's muscular arm, wandered up her biceps to her shoulder, then their eyes met. The two had an intimate relationship and understood each other pretty well. So Trish immediately knew what Yin was thinking. The punk raised her left arm high in the air, revealing her sweaty, shaved armpit. Yin held her finger before it. "Have fun, you little brats.", Yin whispered. Then she blew.
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The moist air and skin was disgusting and her clothes and hair were soaked in sweat. Trish seemed to shave her armpits regularly, but at Heather's size, even the small hairs which remained where longer than she was tall and thicker then her arm, so they where an ideal save spot. Heather was crying in anguish. This was not right. She was queen of the school. On the other hand, the school was now so small that the two girls could crush it effortlessly with their little finger. Suddenly, her entire world shook again as Trish lowered her arm. To Heather, that simple movement was like an unstoppable force of nature. She screamed one last time, then she was surrounded by sweat, skin and darkness.
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Trish and Yin regarded each other seductively, both getting hornier by the second. But then, Yin's gaze fell on the small school building again, dirty and malicious ideas forming in her head. She then looked back into Trish's eyes. The punk smirked back at her and Yin licked her lips seductively. "You know exactly what I am thinking, don't you?" Trish nodded slowly.
Yin nodded but kept her eyes on the minuscule structure. Then, she moved her head closer. Something had caught her eye. A group of people was running away from the building. A stupid and unreasonable attempt to escape. But they stopped and cowered on the ground, because Yin was now so close, her breath alone created a massive storm for them. The young japanese woman stood up and returned short after with a magnifying glass to closer inspect the group. Trish just relaxed and watched her, satisfied that her girl liked her little present.
Yin now observed the group of micro people and her heart made a jump of joy when she recognized one of them: Heather Miles. To Yin, she was an arrogant brat who needed to be put in her place. And now that was possible. A mischievous smirk formed on her face. She gently put her finger down before the group.
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Heather and her friends had tried to escape, but quickly realized how futile it was. The table they were on was like a massive landscape, the edge so far away that they would not even reach it by the end of the day. And beyond that, the two girls rose up like goddesses, surrounding and watching the table that was now Heather's entire world. One of them was obviously Trish, the other was Yin, a japanese exchange student who had tutored Heather from time to time. The famous girl had always disliked the quiet, smart former classmate who had graduated the year prior. Heather had looked down on her, like she did on everyone, but Yin had not been intimidated by her, instead, the young Japanese had looked down on Heather herself. And now she was doing it literally.
Heather and her friends cowered in fear as the japanese goddess' massive finger landed on the ground, shaking the earth. "You better step on my nail if you want to get out of there." Her deafening, thunderous voice boomed from the heavens and made Heather's ears ring. She looked up and dropped her jaw in awe. The nail was bigger than a football stadium and almost as thick as Heather was tall. The famous girl shivered in fear and looked at her friends. "I guess we have no choice. Maybe she will actually help us." The others nodded, clinging to that small hope. Then, they climbed the nail.
-------------------------------------------
"A wise decision." Yin smiled, then looked at Trish. Her friend had taken of her leather jacket off and sat casually on a chair. Her white tanktop was almost invisible at some parts because of her sweat. She must have run from the school grounds to their apartment. Yin's gaze focused on Trish's muscular arm, wandered up her biceps to her shoulder, then their eyes met. The two had an intimate relationship and understood each other pretty well. So Trish immediately knew what Yin was thinking. The punk raised her left arm high in the air, revealing her sweaty, shaved armpit. Yin held her finger before it. "Have fun, you little brats.", Yin whispered. Then she blew.
-------------------------------------------
The moist air and skin was disgusting and her clothes and hair were soaked in sweat. Trish seemed to shave her armpits regularly, but at Heather's size, even the small hairs which remained where longer than she was tall and thicker then her arm, so they where an ideal save spot. Heather was crying in anguish. This was not right. She was queen of the school. On the other hand, the school was now so small that the two girls could crush it effortlessly with their little finger. Suddenly, her entire world shook again as Trish lowered her arm. To Heather, that simple movement was like an unstoppable force of nature. She screamed one last time, then she was surrounded by sweat, skin and darkness.
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Trish and Yin regarded each other seductively, both getting hornier by the second. But then, Yin's gaze fell on the small school building again, dirty and malicious ideas forming in her head. She then looked back into Trish's eyes. The punk smirked back at her and Yin licked her lips seductively. "You know exactly what I am thinking, don't you?" Trish nodded slowly.
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