Chapter #5Making herself taller by: GTSLapras   Congratulations Wokod! Here is to more than 5000 chapters to my favorite story on this site!
To put it plainly, Angie was sick and tired of being so short. 5' flat was not a fun time. Almost everyone was taller than her, save a few girls who were amazingly shorter than her. However, those women had breasts to add some appeal to spite their vertical challenge.
It was because of these breasts that put these short girls higher in the food chain than Angie. Angie was at the bottom. She wanted, no, needed to elevate her status and maybe even find a relationship.
And thw best way to do that? With a big ol pair of boobs of course.
Angie stood idily by her locker door, fantasizing about a bigger chest. She must have been day dreaming for too long, because Vanessa swaggered up and towered above her.
"Hey there flatty" Vanessa said without an ounce of guilt in her voice. Angie snapped bavk to reality and realized the situation she was in.
"Get my homework done? I need it for Mr. Jackson's math class." Vanessa asked cruely. Aw shit! Angie was so preoccupied with the dictaphone last night she had forgotten to fufill the "agreement" Vanessa had forced upon her.
It was in that moment of panic, Angie got an idea. "Sure thing Vanessa!" Angie said with a little too much enthusiasm. "I have it right here in my locker, just let me open it to give it to you."
Angie opened her locker door and began to shuffle through her backpack, pretending to grab homework that wasnt there. She grabbed the dictaphone and softly said, "I am tall enough so that Vanessa wont mess with me."
A sparking sound occured and a rush of energy passed through Angie's body. She felt herself stretch taller. 5'1, 5'2, 5'3... Angie stood up and faced Vanessa. "Actually, I dont have your homework, you should have done it yourself."
"What did you just say to me?!" Vanessa hissed. She grabbed Angie by the collar of her shirt and lifter her off the ground. "Do I need to remind you you are 5'7 with no curves to speak of? I would shove you in that locker but you such a string bean of 5'10 that you wont fit."
Angie never wieghed much and Vanessa worked out everyday to maintain her physique, but it was proving too much for Vanessa and Angie returned to the floor.
"I don't care that you are taller than me, I will make you pay for the disrespect you have shown me. I would beat you here and now but Class will start soon and I dont need a reason for Mr. Jackson to be mad at me."
Vanessa's confidence was shaking. She never cared about being on time to class. It was at this point Angie was 6'8, as tall as Mr. Jackson himself! "Yeah, you're right Vanessa" Angie said calmly. "You dont want Mr. Jackson tk be mad at you." 6'10. "I know you can't seduce him to nake him give you perfect grades." Angie reached a staggering 7' in height "Now run along, you have a class to fail."
With that, Vanessa angrily stomped off to class, swearing under breath, vowing revenge.
With the threat out of the way, Angie could maybe take the throne away from Vanessa and be a kind queen.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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