Antala was just stepping out of the shower when she got a call on her telephone. She checked the caller ID and was surprised to see that it read "Georgia". Antala snatched it up and put it up to her ear. "Antala here." "Hi, Ant," said Georgia. "What's up?" On the other side of the line was Georgia, an hourglass shaped gorgon with with an hourglass shape, D-Cup Breasts and a round heart shaped butt. She had gray skin and black cobras for hair. She was wearing blue jeans and an apron but no shirt or bra. She was busy working on a sculpture of some kind.
"Not much is going on here, Georgia," says Antala. "What's the word from my favorite gorgon." "Well," says Georgia. "I've just been commissioned to make a succubus sculpture for a very rich client and I figured that..." "Oh," says Antala. "So you want me to be a model. Say no more." "But Antala, there's something you need to know.." Before Georgia could finish, Antala hung up and got dressed in a purple bikini with spiked shoulders and hearts on the nipples. It was there, she walked into her closet, revealing a rainbow colored crack on the wall.
You see, Georgia didn't just live in a different city as Antala, she lived in a different dimension. As Antala walked into the crack, she found herself in Georgia's apartment and saw in front of her were the painted nails on Georgia's toes, each one bigger than she was. In Georgia's dimension, the monsters of mythology were as big as skyscrapers and the smallest full-grown monster was 300ft tall. Georgia herself was 550ft tall and was looking down at Antala before she picked up the tiny succubus.
Antala looked around Georgia's workshop to see there were sculptures of all kinds of monsters. There was a sculpture of a gargoyle's skeleton, a sculpture of Siamese twin mummies and one of four conjoined mandrakes, one for each season. "Nice stuff you have here, Georgie," says Antala as she stands in Georgia's palm. Georgia gives a smile as her snakes hiss. Georgia made she she was wearing her yellow sunglasses as she looked at Antala. Being a gorgon, Georgia had a fatal petrifying gaze that required her to wear sunglasses to prevent herself from petrifying non-gorgons.
"So," says Antala as she holds her hands in the air. "How should I pose?" "Uh, there's something you should know, Antala. My client has a belly fetish. I need a succubus with a big belly, preferably to the point of immobility." Antala lets out a scoff and taps her hips. "Excuse me?" "N-Now, don't be angry Antala. We've been friends for 2 years now. You were the first to come to mind." "Don't tell me you brought me here just to stuff me like a turkey, Georgia."
Georgia walked towards her kitchen and there were several bottles of soda lined in a row. "It won't be as bad as you think. I'll just inflate you with a bottle of Ghoula Gola." Georgia placed Antala on the table and Antala walked up to a bottle of soda as big as a grain silo. "You're the artist," she said with a sigh. Georgia was opening a bottle but before she could pour it into a glass, somebody was knocking on the door.
"Dammit," says Georgia. "Nefernina. I forgot it was rent day. I'll be back." Antala had heard about Nefernina, Georgia's landlady. She was a giant pear-shaped mummy who ruled the Monster Arms apartment building with an iron fist wrapped in gauze. According to Georgia, Nefernina was the worst landlady in the world.
While Georgia was busy tending to Nefernina, Antala took the first bottle of soda and tipped it over to stuff herself.
It was a bottle of...
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