Conflicts of Interest
Revenge of the Geek Gal
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
madjack
Around five minutes ago, Ruth had been having a completely normal day. Three minutes ago, that day had been turned upside down, as Trish, potential psychopath whom harbored an obvious crush on Ruth, became the size of a small building and decided to destroy resident alpha-bitch Heather Miles. But just to make it better, it turns out Ruth's best friend, Edna McCoy, was behind all of this madness, and seemed intent on making the whole situation even more insane, enlarging Ruth as well.
It was a lot to process, is the point; Ruth can be forgiven for not immediately noticing how close Trish had smoothly slipped next to her. Edna, at their feet, had no choice but to notice, as movements that seemed minor to the two giants were a great deal more disruptive to those small students at their feet. Still, she kept her focus, glad that the plan was, for the moment, proceeding to her designs. Trish was distracted, and that would give Edna the time she needed to recalibrate her device and shrink them all back down.
Trish, for her part, couldn't care less about the students at her feet, being much more concerned with the only other one at her scale. She'd lust for Ruthie for some time, and now that the sexy little (well, relatively little) firecracker was at Trish's own tremendous scale, she was going to take advantage of the situation. She'd been completely honest while taunting Heather earlier; she was going to do whatever she desired as a giantess, letting all of her inhibitions drop aside. And what she wanted, at that moment, was Ruth.
Ruth didn't recoil when the other giant ran her free hand down Ruth's side, having noticed her flirtations from day one, and decidedly conflicted on whether or not to reciprocate. At the moment, though, trying to make sense of this mess, she didn't have the wherewithal to stop the amorous Trish, and frankly, she rather enjoyed the attention.
"Isn't this just too lucky?" Trish whispered, tantalizingly close to Ruth's neck. "I'm just getting everything I want, today."
That seemed to snap Ruthie out of her trance. "No," she said suddenly. "Luck doesn't have anything to do with it. Edna does."
Kneeling, the titanic teen firmly, (but gently), grabbed her BFF off the ground, shocking the girl genius and foiling her attempt to adjust her amazing device. "Ruthie, what are you doing?" Edna demanded, shocked at her friend's actions.
"What am I doing?" Ruthie repeated in a somewhat softer voice, not wanting to her Edna's ears. "What are YOU doing? Why did you make us giants?"
Trish's eyes lit up. "Wait, what? Nerd girl did this to us?"
"I, look, it wasn't quite supposed to happen as it did," Edna tried to explain; Ruthie certainly wanted to know more, but Trish would have no more of it. She'd already heard all she needed.
"Stow it, geek," the punk girl snapped, grinning with lust and malice. "Here's what's gonna' happen: you're gonna make me and Ruthie bigger. A lot bigger. I'm gonna' show this whole stupid town the back of my hand, and I don't want anything to be able to stop me."
Ruth's eyes grew wide in shock. "Are you INSANE? That's terrible!"
"Oh, like you don't want to," Trish whispered, licking her lips again. "Think of it, sexy: we'd be queens. Everyone would have to do what we say. And we can deal with bitches like this," she gestured to Heather, who had at this time assumed a fetal position in her tormentor's hand. "The way they deserve. Besides,"
And with this, she pressed her body against Ruth's, eliciting a small, surprised gasp from the other giant girl. "Being big is pretty hot. And I didn't think you could get any hotter. I'll show you the best damn time you've ever had..."
Ruthie turned bright red, obviously aroused, obviously tempted, and obviously torn. She glanced down at Edna, who clearly thought this was a terrible idea. And she glanced back at Trish, replying with bedroom eyes.
"We won't hurt anyone cool like your nerd friend, there," Trish added. "She can even come watch the show. We'd just put the pricks of the world in their place. C'mon. You know you wanna."
Ruthie hesitated, biting her lower lip before responding.
It was a lot to process, is the point; Ruth can be forgiven for not immediately noticing how close Trish had smoothly slipped next to her. Edna, at their feet, had no choice but to notice, as movements that seemed minor to the two giants were a great deal more disruptive to those small students at their feet. Still, she kept her focus, glad that the plan was, for the moment, proceeding to her designs. Trish was distracted, and that would give Edna the time she needed to recalibrate her device and shrink them all back down.
Trish, for her part, couldn't care less about the students at her feet, being much more concerned with the only other one at her scale. She'd lust for Ruthie for some time, and now that the sexy little (well, relatively little) firecracker was at Trish's own tremendous scale, she was going to take advantage of the situation. She'd been completely honest while taunting Heather earlier; she was going to do whatever she desired as a giantess, letting all of her inhibitions drop aside. And what she wanted, at that moment, was Ruth.
Ruth didn't recoil when the other giant ran her free hand down Ruth's side, having noticed her flirtations from day one, and decidedly conflicted on whether or not to reciprocate. At the moment, though, trying to make sense of this mess, she didn't have the wherewithal to stop the amorous Trish, and frankly, she rather enjoyed the attention.
"Isn't this just too lucky?" Trish whispered, tantalizingly close to Ruth's neck. "I'm just getting everything I want, today."
That seemed to snap Ruthie out of her trance. "No," she said suddenly. "Luck doesn't have anything to do with it. Edna does."
Kneeling, the titanic teen firmly, (but gently), grabbed her BFF off the ground, shocking the girl genius and foiling her attempt to adjust her amazing device. "Ruthie, what are you doing?" Edna demanded, shocked at her friend's actions.
"What am I doing?" Ruthie repeated in a somewhat softer voice, not wanting to her Edna's ears. "What are YOU doing? Why did you make us giants?"
Trish's eyes lit up. "Wait, what? Nerd girl did this to us?"
"I, look, it wasn't quite supposed to happen as it did," Edna tried to explain; Ruthie certainly wanted to know more, but Trish would have no more of it. She'd already heard all she needed.
"Stow it, geek," the punk girl snapped, grinning with lust and malice. "Here's what's gonna' happen: you're gonna make me and Ruthie bigger. A lot bigger. I'm gonna' show this whole stupid town the back of my hand, and I don't want anything to be able to stop me."
Ruth's eyes grew wide in shock. "Are you INSANE? That's terrible!"
"Oh, like you don't want to," Trish whispered, licking her lips again. "Think of it, sexy: we'd be queens. Everyone would have to do what we say. And we can deal with bitches like this," she gestured to Heather, who had at this time assumed a fetal position in her tormentor's hand. "The way they deserve. Besides,"
And with this, she pressed her body against Ruth's, eliciting a small, surprised gasp from the other giant girl. "Being big is pretty hot. And I didn't think you could get any hotter. I'll show you the best damn time you've ever had..."
Ruthie turned bright red, obviously aroused, obviously tempted, and obviously torn. She glanced down at Edna, who clearly thought this was a terrible idea. And she glanced back at Trish, replying with bedroom eyes.
"We won't hurt anyone cool like your nerd friend, there," Trish added. "She can even come watch the show. We'd just put the pricks of the world in their place. C'mon. You know you wanna."
Ruthie hesitated, biting her lower lip before responding.
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