As she crouched there the pee gushed out all over the man stuck under Anna's legs. He choked and spluttered as he got hit by torrents of the giantess's pee before it created a huge puddle on the floor. The 1 foot tall man's equally short girlfriend squeaked and squealed in anger and horror and started pummelling Anna's legs. Anna meanwhile was gulping down the bottle of vodka she was clutching, her multiple bracelets rattling as she downed the alcohol, even as she peed......a proportion of it spilling down her almost see through very low cut mini dress rendering it completely see through.
At last the pee had finished. As the last drops dripped to the floor and even still clutching the now 3/4s empty bottle she reached down and her other beautiful manicured hand with gold and jewelled rings on most fingers caught hold of the girlfriend forlornly pummelling her now pee and vodka stained legs, "you're $%^&ing me off!", she exclaimed before, to the horror of people watching fixated, she put the girl between her legs using her like a wad of toilet paper, and then just like with the waiter she carelessly chucked her away, the girl crashing onto a nearby small table. Then, totally oblivious to everybody around, pulled up her panties and continued drinking the vodka, her other hand resting on a nearby bigger table to keep herself steady as she occasionally lurched and juddered in her drunkenness.
Having consumed the bottle, she triumphantly lifted it above her head, burping loudly, and smiling. “Now give another bottle”, she demanded, and when the response wasn’t finger clicking immediate, she again demanded, louder: “gimme another £^%$ing bottle!”. “Make it whisky!”. This time they jumped to it.
However while this was happening Anna noticed the bar area was clearing as disgusted patrons were now leaving in droves, normal height and shorter alike. Then there was a noise, like a small explosion, as Anna threw her bottle at the bar, causing much glass to shatter, and sent the table she was leaning on flying, which crashed onto nearby smaller tables. Anna stood up to her full height in her heels, as well as she could in her state of intoxication, frequently swaying and having to adjust her feet, more difficult in her designer killer stiletto heels.
“Not so fast! You’re not going anywhere! I want to party (hic!) and that needsh people!”. She lurched forward as she said that, but drunk or not, she got her required response, as people froze and sat down again. “Now, my whisky”. Frightened bar staff brought her out a litre bottle of old malt whisky, the best they had. And they had thoughtfully removed the top, fearful of the consequences otherwise. The music had also stopped in sympathy, even itself fearful of crossing the intoxicated giantess.
They watched open mouthed as the giant beauty gulped down half the bottle before she paused, unsteady on her feet, wiped her mouth on her arm and burped again, followed by “oops!”, giggle. “What, haven’t you seen a girl drink before, hic! It’s sooooo £$^%ing rude to leave a girl on her own when she wants to party!”, she took another swig, spilling some down her front, and started drunkenly walking round the bar. Her voice became quieter, “I could see your frowns of dish-dishapproval, well, this £$^%ing bitch before you can buy this whole £^%$ing bar, thish whole street, this whole %$&^hole of a city, how the &^%* do you think I could afford to have this $10,000 dress and this jewellery….”, putting the bottle down and she strutted around as well as she could arms akimbo, showing off the 30+ (visible) pieces of jewellery she was wearing, earrings, necklaces, rings, bracelets, watch etc….”and be so tall when you are all such £^%$ing short$%&^s”. Her reward for this was an involuntary stagger crashing into a table toppling several glasses and a bottle some of which crashed to the floor. Some brave souls ventured a snigger, “were you afwaid of a lickle piss or a puke, hic!”, she continued disdainfully smiling, sashaying past a shelf casually sweeping the ornaments off and sending them crashing to the floor, as she swigged again from the picked up whisky bottle., “don’t tell me you’ve never done it…..”. Looking down at a frightened couple she stroked their faces, “you look such a sweet couple, OK maybe you haven’t done it, open your mouths, heehee…”. Anna poured the rest of her bottle down the throats of the couple, before putting the bottle down hard on the table in front of them damaging the half size table. Then without warning she barfed again, 3 times, spraying puke over everything and everybody in mouthshot.
Without a pause she continued strutting around the bar. Everywhere she went she caused mayhem, a veritable rampage round the premises, upturning tables, smashing glasses, swigging any alcohol she could find, she picked people up, dropping them next to people not their friends or partners, peed on some, peed on the food on the tables of some of those further away from the initial fracas so they hadn’t thought about going. For a spell she stepped from table to table, trampling on food, occasionally staggering, and falling as some of them gave way. She was really beginning to totter on her heels now a she drank more and puked again before staggering and falling face first in a big cake on the bar….”what yer looking at?”, slurred Anna as she then staggered backwards and crashed on top of another group of small tables breaking them to smithereens and scaring the people seated there. She stayed flopped there, wasted, and then puked all over herself, and at the same time a fountain of pee involuntarily flooded out from between her legs. The tall rich beauty was truly wasted. As loud snores echoed around the now very quiet bar, the imprisoned bar customers quietly gradually made their escape from the thoroughly trashed bar, licking their wounds, into the cool sanctuary of the street outside.
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