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| Kylee stretched and enjoyed her freedom. It meant more to her now than she had had ever thought before. It had taken the two of them nearly an hour to get to their offices. Every FBI agent seemed intent on heading in the wrong direction and moved too fast to easily debark one and hitch a ride on another. Getting inside wasn�t the easiest either, the place was designed to make it nearly impossible for a person above microscopic to get inside. Shannon had made the security even tighter, but they found an entrance that had been used by tiny people larger than them. Getting the attention of someone once inside was equally challenging, accompanied by the expected paranoia that she had switched sides. Now they were both back to their proper size and the techs had taken the time to give her a new chip. �What�s the plan now?� �Now,� her boss answered, �we take out that bitch as quickly as we can. She�s managed to get soldiers inside and we�ve lost members of our nursing staff. We still don�t know where some are, only that they�re missing and presumed dead.� �You had assumed the same of Alicia and me,� Kylee reminded him. �Well, Alicia to some extent since she�s new. You I�ve learned by now to never count you out until we actually see your miniscule corpse.� �So, do we know anything more?� �We know she wants everyone very small and by that I mean everyone on the planet. We also got more about her identity and discovered she is supposed to be attending a class reunion this week.� He enjoyed putting her in suspense even in a crisis. �Do I honestly need to ask you?� �Okay,� he chuckled. �The reunion is being held at a restaurant the class rented out for a couple of days and today is one of those two.� �I�m guessing that by now a broom closet would be more than enough space. Give the address and I�m on my way.� By now they had all lost their fight and few people even remained. The restaurant had been virtually destroyed by her antics and her initial takeover. What few clothes she still had on were drenched in alcohol during her bizarre drinking games/punishments. Jennie stumbled around in a half-drunken state until she reached the bar and found an open liquor bottle. Her lips went to the mouth and she noticed a frightened brunette flailing about inside. She laughed, how could she have forgotten the staff? That girl had been a rather snooty waitress and needed to be cut down. People working to earn their way through college needed to be more careful at their jobs. Normally, Jennie would have complained and the girl would have gotten fired. At least now not having the money to continue college was the least of her worries. Her perseverance impressed Jennie; she had stayed afloat for over three hours in a bottle of whiskey. �I think you�ve learned your lesson. I�ll let you out now.� �I�ll be big again?� she hiccupped. She had consumed some while trying to stay alive and the fumes had to have been strong. �No, I�m just setting you free. It�s up to you to find a way to get by once I let you go.� �No, you bitch,� she squeaked. She continued her drunken tirade. �You can�t leave me like this. You stupid whore, make me big once I�m out.� �Keep that up and I might forget about letting you go. I was being nice because of your good behavior, but I do still have all the power.� She swirled the bottle around a little to reinforce her point. The recalcitrant server squealed at the maelstrom and the splashing alcohol that threatened to sweep her under. If only she could realize that she was swimming in less than ten ounces of booze. �Ah hell, I�ll pour you out.� She tipped the bottle back up and started draining it into a glass. �Don�t want to waste any,� she explained. She guzzled that amount and then eyed the bottle and the glass again. �Screw the middleman.� The bottle came up to her lips and the liquid rushed into her mouth. The waitress screamed again and started swimming away as fast as she could. The pull was too strong and she was too intoxicated to fight much longer. Her mind desperately clung to the hope that the giant woman was planning on really setting her free. She didn�t care about being big anymore, so long as she wasn�t in that cave edged with teeth. The booze was almost gone and she kept going. She shrieked and followed the last of it into her captor�s mouth. Her fists slammed into the solid surfaces of Jennie teeth in an ineffectual gesture of defiance. Then everything went dark and she was swirled around with the remaining whiskey. Her tormentor kept it up for what felt like three minutes until she was begging for the end that finally came with the downward rush into the abyss of a woman�s stomach. �I never said where she was being poured out to,� Jennie giggled down to Aubri. �Now, where did I put the other workers?� Aubri pointed out that she had killed most of the other workers early on in the night. There was another girl left though, the bartender. She was stowed away in another bottle. Jennie drank down the Godiva Liqueur and pulled the squirming form from her mouth. This one was coated in the sweet alcohol and Jennie�s tongue went to its careful task of cleaning off every drop. The victim protested at first, but a few licks in key areas readily silenced any such efforts. By the time she was done, the female was drenched and her white blouse clung to her body. Jennie and Aubri enjoyed the faint impressions of dark nipples and the realization that she hadn�t worn her bra that night. �Silly little bartender. Were you hoping for extra tips from the horny alumni?� Her pencil eraser sized head bobbed up and down. �Here�s a tip that won�t do you much good: you should have chosen another place to work.� She dropped her into the nearest bottle of vodka and fumbled for her purse. A lit match followed her down and eliminated one more annoyance. Jennie couldn�t remember what that annoyance was, but she must have something to piss her off and that was the most consideration she needed to give to that. With the workers finished off and few classmates remaining, she reveled in the fact that she could soon move on to the federal agents in her care. The moment of glory and satisfaction froze, held in place for the eternity of a second by the flash of light and booming cacophony of an explosion. The doors of the restaurant flew in, what little there was left of them. Splinters of wood pierced the back wall and were soon followed by chunks of metal once comprising the hinges, knobs, and locks. Sections of the doorframe crumbled inward amidst the wafting clouds of dust. Jennie turned to the scene to utter a stream of protest and invectives, but was stopped by the fist that took her across the jaw. Someone had entered from the back during the explosion and she struggled to catch a glimpse of the face. Conclude >>> |