Adella isn't guaranteed to get far with the interview, whereas Rachel is clearly already in tight with the boss, so she's the best option for getting close to the head of this diabolical organisation.
You turn in the cup holder to face the immense form of the woman, her arms clutching the wheel of the car. From this angle, those bare, heavily muscled limbs block your view of her, meaning the only way to get to her would be that expanse of skin, where you may be felt and scratched off. Too dangerous, even for you.
Then the car pulls up at the drive-through, and Rachel states her order through the window. "Yeah, two burger meals, please? Hell yeah, supersize me!" She laughs for a moment, a deep, terrifying chuckle, before she turns to Adella. "Sorry, did you want anything?"
The other woman shakes a hand in refusal. Rachel's flesh shudders as she shrugs, then starts the car up again.
"How can you eat all that?" Adella asks timidly.
"Hah," Rachel retorts, raising her arm. "These guns take work, babe!"
She casually flexes her bicep, and you are in awe at the bulging hill of strength that rises above you. Even at full size, this woman would be a serious threat in combat; right now, she's an unstoppable god that could squish you like a bug. That sense of danger just makes her more attractive, your weakness for femmes fatale rising once again.
More importantly, if you can focus just a moment, this mountain-scaler gun show has opened the route to Rachel's main body - her tank top clad torso is visible now, so you pull out your grappling gun. Last time she hit too low, and ended up being smashed against her thigh as she walked - this time, you'll want higher ground. Smiling, you move your aim upwards, toward the underside of her monstrous breast.
"Go on," Rachel purrs, as you ready yourself, "you can touch it."
The shadow of Adella's relatively puny arm is cast over you as she gingerly touches the bulging bicep, her normally-dainty fingers stroking with a gentle touch that would still be sufficient to annihilate you.
Your line hits Rachel's chest, and you swing out toward her, passing beneath the intimidating solidity of her arm. But as you zip under, the gun show ends, Adella withdrawing any the hand return to the steering wheel. Unknowingly, Rachel lightly taps you with her arm as it settles back into place.
This 'light tap' is like being smashed by a train, sending you flying upwards, line snapped and abandoned. You fear you may be spotted, but you are well short of cresting eye-height. Instead, you slam into a warm wall of skin, just enough instinct left to grip tight to save yourself from falling.
You gasp for breath, shuddering in pain while the living surface you cling to pulses with the thunderous rivers of blood beneath it. You look away to see the world from a much higher angle, now able to see through the windscreen as Rachel pulls up to the collection window. You get a better look at Adella's face from only slightly below her chin, and she's quite the attractive woman, even if she is hiding her beauty beneath so much make-up.
So where are you, then? Besides the beat of Rachel's pulse, you can also feel the shudders of her breaths rumbling her gargantuan form. Looking closer at the skin beneath your hands though, you notice an odd colouration, bright and vibrant, not skin at all. Unless...
You're clinging to the butterfly tattoo on Rachel's neck.
She hasn't felt you yet, otherwise you'd be scratched off. This height is really good for observation, since you'll be able to make out other people's faces, but your host is due to begin eating soon, and the chomping of that jaw will be disruptive to your position. You could get off here, maybe climbing even higher, but what if she fells your little limbs scuttling and scratches at you? Well, maybe she'll ignore you while occupied with eating?
You do have your tools to use, maybe sending a line upwards, or using the gloves for a smoother travel. You could always jump off for somewhere else, maybe into the mass of brown hair to your left, where the woman certainly won't feel you. Better choose soon...
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