Heather.
Revenge of the Geek Gal
chapter 16
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copier
· original author:
cihlty
Her desperate all-out-attack had the desired effect. The beam hit Heather, who brought down the massive Trish with the force of her tackle. Panicked Trish watched the grinning blonde's next growth spurt. Slowly Heather became larger and larger. Squirming Trish tried to shake of Heather's grip, but it was hopeless. She felt Heather's strength increasing along with her body. Forceful Heather pulled Trish up, the feet of the smaller giantess hovering abowve the ground. Gasping at the blonde Trish realized that standing she wouldn't even reach Heather's navel. Satisfied Heather grinned and dropped Trish. The smaller giantess wasn't prepared for it and she fell nearly fell back.
"Forget about the Queen! Call me Empress!" Heather boomed.
Despite the changed balance of power Trish wouldn't be Trish if she accept beeing punished by Heather Miles. So she snarled back.
"Empress?" She said trying to sound most unimpressed. "Are ou sure, this title isn't to big for you?"
"Insolent bitch, nothing's too big for me any more," Heather replied. She took a menacing step forward, letting her shadow fall heavy upon Trish.
“You're welcome to try and prove me wrong.”
Trish craned her neck up to peer at Heather, the girl towering over her and the ample swell of her bosom, made it difficult for her to see her face, and shrugged.
Before she was able to speak Heather was bending down and shoved her huge chest in Trish's face, Heather's firm breasts bounced a little.
Trish stumbled back and fell. Her butt sank into the ground, flattening everything beneath her.
"Bitch, please... Trish taunted, still dizzy from the hit.
Booming laughter had accompanied her fall. Heather straightened herself and rotated her shoulder blades, causing her generous bosom to heave violently.
“Please what?” she demanded, cupping her breasts seductively and grinning down at her from above. Before Trish had a chance to react Heather's enormous body was on top of her, and she was pinning her wrists to the ground. Heather quickly realized that Trish was completely overmatched, and switched to using just one hand to hold down both of Trish's. For the first time in many years Trish felt weak – no matter how hard she tried she couldn't move the blonde giantess even an inch.
“I'm honest. So I'll admit that I like to be in control of situations", Heather said, completely unimpressed by Trish's struggle. Heather leaned in closer, her tongue tracing the edges of her lips seductively, while cupping her breasts with her free hand.
"So I like this a lot!"
"Forget about the Queen! Call me Empress!" Heather boomed.
Despite the changed balance of power Trish wouldn't be Trish if she accept beeing punished by Heather Miles. So she snarled back.
"Empress?" She said trying to sound most unimpressed. "Are ou sure, this title isn't to big for you?"
"Insolent bitch, nothing's too big for me any more," Heather replied. She took a menacing step forward, letting her shadow fall heavy upon Trish.
“You're welcome to try and prove me wrong.”
Trish craned her neck up to peer at Heather, the girl towering over her and the ample swell of her bosom, made it difficult for her to see her face, and shrugged.
Before she was able to speak Heather was bending down and shoved her huge chest in Trish's face, Heather's firm breasts bounced a little.
Trish stumbled back and fell. Her butt sank into the ground, flattening everything beneath her.
"Bitch, please... Trish taunted, still dizzy from the hit.
Booming laughter had accompanied her fall. Heather straightened herself and rotated her shoulder blades, causing her generous bosom to heave violently.
“Please what?” she demanded, cupping her breasts seductively and grinning down at her from above. Before Trish had a chance to react Heather's enormous body was on top of her, and she was pinning her wrists to the ground. Heather quickly realized that Trish was completely overmatched, and switched to using just one hand to hold down both of Trish's. For the first time in many years Trish felt weak – no matter how hard she tried she couldn't move the blonde giantess even an inch.
“I'm honest. So I'll admit that I like to be in control of situations", Heather said, completely unimpressed by Trish's struggle. Heather leaned in closer, her tongue tracing the edges of her lips seductively, while cupping her breasts with her free hand.
"So I like this a lot!"
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