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Beck involuntarily winced as the massive foot crashed down next to him, its shockwave nearly knocking him off his feet.
Daring to lift his head, Beck let loose a breath that he didn't know he was holding as he was greeted by Tori's monolithic boot and a pair of perfectly coloured legs that really did go all the way up and up and up, ending in quite simply the biggest pair of purple panties, or indeed any panties, that he'd ever seen.
Doing his damn hardest to look past Tori's enormous underwear, something he would later regard as the hardest moment of his life, Beck tried to focus on the colossal Latina's face only to find her eyes glued to her PearPhone, fingers moving far too fast for the eye to track.
"Sorry I'm late." Tori started as she stepped past unknowingly giving the miniaturized Canadian a perfect view of what lay beneath her dress. "I'm in a text war with my arch-enemy. Long story. Weird story. So... any ideas for a short film title?" She asked, still not looking up from her phone.
As eager as Beck was to hear that Tori had an arch-enemy, he still knew that he had to get the giant girl's attention. At this size, he was easy pickings for Jade and Tori was the only one whom Jade feared. He had to wave her down. But Tori was the size of a skyscraper. How the hell was he supposed to get her attention? Or look past her butt? "Her gigantic, perfectly sculpted butt." Beck moaned.
"Her gigantic, perfectly sculpted butt?" Tori repeated looking up. "Not saying "no" but... where are you? Am I on hidden camera show?"
"Wait." Beck gasped. "She heard me?"
"Of course she heard you." Tori repeated, her face scrunching up as she circled in place, forcing Beck to dodge her massive boots. "Where are you?"
"Look down and to your right." Beck hesitated before Tori followed his instructions exactly, her eyes widening and a smile breaking out on her face.
"Oh my god." She squealed as she got down on one knee, "That is so adorable. How'd you get so tiny?"
"Giant panties." Beck mumbled as he stared at the gap Tori had inadvertently revealed. The Latina looked down, rolled her eyes, and simply grabbed Beck in her right hand, bringing him to eye level, ensuring that her gargantuan visage dominated his field of view. "I repeat the question."
Making a token effort to try and sneak a peek at Tori's now city block sized chest, Beck sighed and explained his theory on how he'd shrunk. "Yeah I can see that." Tori nodded as he finished.
"So I can stay with you until I'm back to normal?" Beck asked.
"Yeah of course you can." Tori waved off as she stood to her full height, Beck still in her hand, her towering size giving him a frightful sense of vertigo.
"But where to keep you?" She smirked saucily.
"Well I've always been quite fond of your butt." Beck suggested. "I'd quite like to experience it at this size."
Tori raised a single eyebrow in response but before she could respond she began sniffing. "I smell mediocrity and cheap shampoo."
"You can smell mediocrity?" Beck asked.
Rather than answer, Tori's eyes widened to their maximum. "Oh here comes your ex." She said looking at the door, scrambling for a place to hide Beck. In a panic, she stuffed him into:
1) With the suggestion still fresh in her mind, Beck finds himself shoved into the back of Tori's panties as the Latina tries to deflect the Goth's questions of where Beck is.
2) Her bra. But with only a fraction of a second to do it, Beck finds himself rather loosely held, liable to tumble into the front of Tori's panties, as Jade's prodding shakes Tori around. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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