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Revenge of the Geek Gal
chapter 21
by
copier
· original author:
deadlysin811
Edna's focus was so far onto her own needs, that it clouded her judgement slightly. Whilst she knew it was in her best interest to follow these men back to their base and just end them all together. Part of her knew it didn't matter, it didn't matter what they did, she would still stand tall and they would not be able to stop her. Even so, should they even come close, she could always get bigger and more dangerous. It was a satisfying thought which got a guttural sigh from her, still licking her lips from what she had just experienced. "My first kiss, and what a one to remember." She would smirk at her continued joke, she giggling like a girl at this, oh so much fun she was having.
Although, it was the complete opposite for Trish and Ruthie, still stuck in their current predicament, unable to do much. They could only watch as those men who may or may not have been lucky to escape the maw of this geek girl. Would have to pleasure of falling to their deaths. A few actually falling down through the neck hole of Edna's shirt, missing her breasts and traveling further down, Some of them even passing by Ruthie and Trish to keep on falling down below to their doom. Ruthie would let out a small scream whilst Trish's cold gaze merely watched them go. It should have been her enjoying all this fun. It was the only through running through her mind as of current and with each doomed soldier falling past, it irked her more and more.
"Now, where was I?" She would say to herself, smirking, knowing full well what she was up too. After all, it wasn't as if her body had ever cooled down, she still felt the need and now more than ever. She had just obliterated a military force with the smallest of effort and the mere thought now would only fluster her more. The hear rising to her cheeks as well as turning up the heat behind Trish and Ruthie, she needed it not more than ever. Taking a seat yet again, with the same untold carnage as before. The kick up of debris, the satisfying crunch underneath her ass. She would encircle her legs to that the bottoms of her bare feet touched on another, allowing a silent gasp to escape her as she let her right hand fish at the bottom of her shirt again. This time, the military, the fighter jets long gone. No doubt having went back to report their defeat and plan for the next wave, Edna would be waiting and hopefully refreshed.
Trish's attention would be grabbed yet again as she saw the black wall which was the inside of Edna's shirt shift. Her gargantuan fingers gripping at the bottom of it. Only this time, rather than being stopped, she would watch it be pulled away, Edna exposing her stomach to the world, but nothing more. Day light once more hitting Trish and Ruthie, causing them to shield there eyes, temporarily blinded, but not deaf. "Oh!" Trish would hear Edna moan, and she could only lower her head, knowing to herself that they had been found. When she would eventually get her sight back, she would look skyward only to see Edna's eye's....
Although, it was the complete opposite for Trish and Ruthie, still stuck in their current predicament, unable to do much. They could only watch as those men who may or may not have been lucky to escape the maw of this geek girl. Would have to pleasure of falling to their deaths. A few actually falling down through the neck hole of Edna's shirt, missing her breasts and traveling further down, Some of them even passing by Ruthie and Trish to keep on falling down below to their doom. Ruthie would let out a small scream whilst Trish's cold gaze merely watched them go. It should have been her enjoying all this fun. It was the only through running through her mind as of current and with each doomed soldier falling past, it irked her more and more.
"Now, where was I?" She would say to herself, smirking, knowing full well what she was up too. After all, it wasn't as if her body had ever cooled down, she still felt the need and now more than ever. She had just obliterated a military force with the smallest of effort and the mere thought now would only fluster her more. The hear rising to her cheeks as well as turning up the heat behind Trish and Ruthie, she needed it not more than ever. Taking a seat yet again, with the same untold carnage as before. The kick up of debris, the satisfying crunch underneath her ass. She would encircle her legs to that the bottoms of her bare feet touched on another, allowing a silent gasp to escape her as she let her right hand fish at the bottom of her shirt again. This time, the military, the fighter jets long gone. No doubt having went back to report their defeat and plan for the next wave, Edna would be waiting and hopefully refreshed.
Trish's attention would be grabbed yet again as she saw the black wall which was the inside of Edna's shirt shift. Her gargantuan fingers gripping at the bottom of it. Only this time, rather than being stopped, she would watch it be pulled away, Edna exposing her stomach to the world, but nothing more. Day light once more hitting Trish and Ruthie, causing them to shield there eyes, temporarily blinded, but not deaf. "Oh!" Trish would hear Edna moan, and she could only lower her head, knowing to herself that they had been found. When she would eventually get her sight back, she would look skyward only to see Edna's eye's....
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