This choice: Try to talk Liz out of this. • Go Back...Chapter #7Try to talk Liz out of this. by: 12344   "Y-You know what this is right? What you're trying to do Liz?" Angelica stammered, watching her smaller friend continue to march forward.
"I'm trying to have some fun, and you're being an absolute spoil-sport about it!" She replied, and tried to dash at Angelica. With a horrified screech, Angelica tried to curl up into the wall and reached out to stop Liz's charge. One arm locks around a shrunken arm and the other was planted firmly on the shrunken woman's chest. Angelica looked at Liz, scared her friend would be angry. But the gleeful spark in Liz's eye was even worse. "See, I knew you'd come around! Now let me have some of that-OW!" Liz tried to grab for her friend's pants, but was still restrained by Angelica's hand on her arm. For the first time fully realizing the power she had over her smaller friend, she took a breath and grabbed Liz under her other shoulder and lifted her from the ground.
"Liz, I th-think you've got a bit of a boundary issue!" She hollered into Liz's bemused face. "I-I know this is like some kind of fantasy come true for you, but you're unbearable when you're horny at normal size. This is just so much worse, I don't wanna have to hurt you to keep you away from me." Angelica seemed close to tears. Liz, on the other hand, had readily adapted to the new situation.
"This is awesome! I knew you'd start a power trip eventually. Now grab my boob again, like you did before. Only maybe not so hard, that hurt. Come on, it'll be fun," the little figure in her hands shouted back kicking and squirming in her grasp. Angelica let out an exasperated gasp and shook Liz.
"Jesus, you're insane! You look like a toddler, and act like a sex-crazed toddler! Will you shut up and leave me alone if I stick a dildo in your mouth?" She demanded. Liz's face brightened even further.
"You have one??" Angelica blushed and slightly turned her head away. Liz pointed at her and yelled "I've seen your computer, you're not the angel your name implies! Would it help if I had a tail? Or maybe," Liz raised an arm at her friend and shouted "MAKE HER A SQUIRREL!" Angelica dropped Liz and covered her face, anticipating some blast of energy from the bracelet that had been aimed at her face. But nothing happened, and Liz fell with a *thump* to the floor. Angelica looked down and saw her cradling her head, rocking back and forth.
"Oh I'm so sorry Liz! But don't do that, you don't know what that thing does!" Angelica said nervously, still trying to stay back from the bracelet.
"No, no you did fine. I know you like it rough, I'm just taking a minute to adjust is all," Liz responded without hesitation. Angelica's former blush of embarrassment turned to an angry flush.
"Can you be serious for one second?"
"Alright, alright. Should I pretend to be scared? Does that do it for you? Geez, we shoulda made you bigger. I bet you would've been wet enough to flood this town by now," Liz jeered, looking up at her bigger friend. Angelica gaped like a fish out of water for a moment before regaining her anger. She kicked Liz away from her with a socked foot. As her friend slid across the floor, she once again felt a little rush at how powerless she was compared to her. It disturbed her a little that she even thought of that. Even more disturbing was the way Liz sprang to her tiny feet and pointed at Angelica.
"I felt that, you liked it!" She screamed. The crazy gleam was back in her eye, and she marched towards her friend again. Angelica sank against he wall, suddenly tired and shaky. When Liz walked past her outstretched foot, she weakly kicked at her but Liz easily jumped the blow.
"Can you just leave me alone, Liz? This is your thing, not mine." Angelica buried her face in her hand, exasperated. "Every time, you try to drag me into this fantasy of yours. And it's neat, it really is. But it's just not for me." Angelica sat there for a minute, listening for another of Liz's smart-ass responses. But none came. In fact, the diminutive Liz was completely silent. A few tiny footsteps marked her movement forward, and Angelica felt tiny hands pull at the zipper to her jeans.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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