The Omega Gamma Phi sorority house was big. Staggeringly big, in fact, and with over thirty girls calling the place their home, the idea of ever finding your poor trapped nephew in this hellhole was enough to exhaust you by just thinking about it. And yet, you persevered. True, you had no way of knowing for sure if Aiden was in the house being held against his will or not, but if there was even a slim chance you owed it to both him and his mother, your sister, to try and find him.
And even on top of that, you knew that the sorority girls of Weston were notorious for kidnapping and torturing tinies with reckless abandon. The chances were high that you'd find another affected in danger somewhere in the house, so even if you didn't locate Aiden, you might still be able to do a good deed by rescuing one of your fellow affected. Saving just one life from an eternity of misery at the hands of the demonesses of Omega Gamma Phi would make the risk you were taking now worthwhile.
To that end, you decided to start with the backyard pool and hot tub area of the house. Your main reasoning being that you could make a much easier getaway from outside the house, rather than if you got pinned into a dangerous situation in one of the girl's bedrooms or some such. And so, leaping down from your position by the window, you began the trek to the back of the house.
It was easy, but time-consuming, to make it to the back of the house. It felt like every foot of progress you made necessitated you crouching into the plush carpeting or going prone against the wall to avoid detection as girl after girl stomped through the hallways. You hadn't expected carefulness, but it was still disheartening to see all these unaffected trampling on by without a care in the world, their behavior making it clear how little regard they held tinies in. They truly were all out to get you and your kind, and it broke your heart to know that despite Jenna and the FTTF's many victories against the CTC, some segments of society would just always stand opposed.
At the very least, you were grateful in the moment for the sorority sister's lack of care, as it kept their eyes off the floor and enabled you to sneak through the house undetected.
Exiting through a crack in the sliding door at the back of the house (thankfully left ajar by a tipsy blonde staggering inside to use the bathroom), you found yourself on the back patio of the house. Before you lie the pool, hot tub, and spacious yard. And, just like the rest of the house, it was packed with giantesses enjoying the warm sun and cool breeze.
You steeled yourself and observed the different groups before you, wondering which you should approach first.
Right in front of you was the pool itself, its sparkling warm waters calling to you just as much as it was to the three girls inside of it. One girl was repeatedly leaping off the diving board into the pool then climbing out and going again, while a second girl clapped and cheered her on. The third girl was swimming laps on the opposite end, her attention fully devoted to beating her time on each lap. The behavior of all three girls seemed so benign on the surface, but their vaguely tanned-colored bikinis tipped you off otherwise to their true depravity.
Off to the side of the pool was the hot tub, which currently had two girls in it. The bubble jets were on cooldown, and the stillness of the water and foam made it all the more obvious that the two girls were a couple very much enjoying each other's company. Even from this distant you could see how frisky they were getting, and how breathlessly they kissed each other. It would've been a sweet (if excessive) display of public affection, until you reminded yourself that until proven otherwise, each girl in this place was no doubt guilty of horrific crimes against affected-kind.
In the open spot in the grass behind the pool, a girl was in the middle of taking her top off and lathering up with sunscreen, no doubt preparing to soak up the sun's rays and tan. Her distinctly flesh-colored towel sent warning bells flaring in your mind, though the idea of drawing near to the topless girl didn't bode well given your luckless track record.
Most bafflingly, three other girls were seated in the grass on the opposite end of the yard, and you really couldn't tell what they were doing at first glance. Two girls were in chairs and in bikinis, and were laughing and smiling with glee. They each seemed to be taking turns flicking something small in the direction of the third girl, who was lying on the ground at their feet.
But they weren't just flicking anywhere near the girl. No, whatever they were flicking seemed pointedly aimed at the prone girl's mind-bogglingly huge booty, which was utterly bare. The girl on the ground was laughing too, and even seemed to be blushing, her every movement sending tidal waves of rippling flesh along her gargantuan derriere. If you didn't know any better, it seemed like the two sitting girls were having some sort of contest involving flicking something into the big-booty gal's titanic ass...and you had a sinking feeling you knew what the 'something' being flicked was.
You quickly made up your mind where you needed to go first...and then before you could act on it, a bullet train slammed into your back and sent you flying.
Well, it wasn't a bullet train, but the crushing propulsive force enacted on your body was just as well the same. It was actually the foot of the tipsy blonde, who had just returned from her pee break to bask in the chaise lounge she'd been on before, and hadn't seen you at all by her feet. Nor did she feel you after she kicked you. She merely tottered over to her chair and collapsed, falling asleep with a drunk smile on her face.
You, on the other hand, screamed as you flew through the air, helplessly launched in the direction of...
1) ...the pool, and you splash down right in the middle of the water. The floating girl spots you and grins mischievously, and quickly decides the unexpected but appreciated tiny dude should join one of her friends and their pool fun. But who? The diving board girl, or the girl swimming laps?
2) ...the hot tub, landing right near the couple. Neither girl immediately notices you as they are caught up in their passion, but as the fierce roaring bubble jets kick back on, how long do you last before being swept up in their steamy make-out session?
3) ...the girl finishing applying her tanning lotion. She sees you land on her towel, and merely smirks before starting to lie down atop you, no doubt planning on getting you squished and then baked onto her body by the sun. Do you manage to run away in time?
4) ...the girls flicking 'something' into their other friend's gargantuan glutes. Just your luck, you land right on one of the sitting girls, and after briefly being surprised, she soon grins and eagerly adds you to the already unwilling volunteers being flicked towards the dark abyss of the prone girl's booty.
5) *Writer's Choice*
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