Taking you by surprise, a big black rottweiler charges your car from behind the trees next to the one you just shrunk. It jumps on your door barking at you through the windows, and you're filled with sudden panic from hearing its barking and scratching on your door. A few moments later, you begin to realize that the dog poses no threat to you, and you are thinking of driving off when you hear a voice call out.
"Titan! Get back here!" Shrieks a woman coming out from behind the house.
As soon as the dog hears its mistress, it instantly stops and gets back on the ground, still eyeing you menacingly. At least it seems well-tamed.
"What the fuck happened to my tree! Hey, you! What have you done?" Yells the woman in your direction. You look at her and one word instantly came to your mind: Bimbo. She looks like she is 30 years old, with long blond hair, and a really sexy hourglass figure. She's wearing unbuttoned jean shorts so tight that you can see a bit of her thong beneath it. Her sexy ass is barely hidden by the tight denim. A huge pair of breasts is barely contained by the smallest bikini top you've seen. With basically more strings than fabric, you wonder how those little ropes can even support her big rack with so little material. Other than that, she is all bare, letting the world see her tanned skin, long legs, toned stomach, and mesmerizing cleavage and buttocks.
You are transfixed by this wet dream of a woman and fail to notice your hard-on forming as she gets closer. With your mouth agape, you see her bending over to look at you through the windows giving you a view of her soft and deep cleavage as you still marvel at the engineering behind that bikini top.
Only when she knocks impatiently on your window that you get back to yourself, rolling down the window and turning in her direction while skillfully (not really) hiding your hard on with your elbow.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? Can't you hear when I'm talking?" she angrily asks you.
"What do you mean?" You answer, honestly not understanding since you hadn't heard what she yelled through the window before.
"I just had that thing planted!" she spat, pointing to the hole behind her. "You think you can go around and fuck my property up?"
Judging by her speech, she must've missed the fact that there is still a tree in the hole behind her.
"You're going to pay for that you hear me?!" she says, poking you hard in the chest.
You don't like being bossed around and even less by a fucking tramp, and you answer before thinking.
"Hey don't touch me you fucking slut!" you shout, rubbing the sore spot where she prodded you.
"What did you call me, you little fucker?" she asks coldly.
"Just use that tiny brain of yours and look! Your fucking tree is still there!" you say, pointing toward the hole.
Turning around, the woman walks a bit before crouching and looking at the tiny tree. She seems frozen as she tries to understand what the heck is going on.
"How can it be... it's the same tree, but so much smaller. Can trees just shrink like that?" she asks nobody in particular, talking to herself.
You inwardly scoff, yeah right. As if something could just naturally shrink like this. How dumb is she? As she got on all fours to get a better look at the tiny tree, touching it to see if it is real, you get another great view of her splendid ass. Biting your bottom lip, you slowly take the transposer and set the dial to 0.02. "Sorry bitch, but you're about to see some big trees real soon," you think while smirking and taking aim at her sexy ass.
Unfortunately, you had forgotten about the rottweiler who had quieted down earlier and had sat out of your view next to the car. Being trained to attack armed robbers, it jumps on the transposer and rips it out of your hands. You are lucky the dog only managed to grab the gun and not bite your hand. You quickly yank your arm inside and roll the window up as quickly as you could. The huge hound leaps at the window, wanting to rip you to pieces through the glass.
The woman turns around just in time to see her dog, back to jumping against the car's door, let go of a strange looking gun it held in its maw.
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