Pool Party

Painstakingly slow Sally rose her toes slightly, but Gwyn was still pinned on the ground by a beautiful woman, who was almost twice her size.

“Not so cock-sure anymore, mite! But I won’t be ignored… Maybe you just need some encouragement”. Sally leaned forward, her mighty torso dominating Gwyn’s field of view. Surprisingly nimble Sally’s face stopped a mere foot from Gwyn’s face. Relieved the smaller woman realised that Sally was able to stabilize this pose with just one leg and wasn’t increasing the pressure on her throat and chest. But the short spark of relief immediately died, when she saw that Sally raised the gun , the muzzle pointing at the giantess’ smiling mouth.

“Perhaps we should try it again… Just another short burst, perhaps this time it will work and you’ll get your revenge!” Sally hissed malignly at horrified blonde.

Gwyn's jaw dropped open and she stared at Sally with wide-opened eyes. She couldn’t be serious; she couldn’t seriously plan to grow even taller. But Sally’s new-found height had obviously given her even more confidence and she couldn’t care less about the side effects like staring neighbours at the moment. She craved for retribution, she desired her would-be assailant to experience the same amount of fear she had experienced the second the water hat hit her. The growth had felt great and seeing that woman wriggling pinned under her foot pushed somehow turned Sally on immensely.
But suddenly Gwyn stiffened, and that familiar, dismissive smirk she had granted Sally, when she had discovered Gwyn, was once more plastered on her luscious lips.

“You are bluffing! C’mon, perhaps you really shrink… Perhaps your butt will smash the wall behind you like a wreaking-ball! Perhaps you should try to shrink me! I dare you, big mouth! You’re just a show-off… You’ve always been just a bragger!”

Hearing those words, Sally’s mind instantaneously burned with righteous fury. She gritted her teeth so hard that she was afraid they might break. Her enormous hands balled into equally impressive fists – a short creaking noise later she remembered that she was still clutching the water-gun. Enraged beyond reason, any second thoughts vanished. Giving the impertinent blonde her most malicious smile, Sally pulled the trigger, the raised the device pointing at...