This choice: The weapon can't actually give out smarts - that function only drains. | Go Back Chapter 10: The weapon can't actually give out smarts -... (ID #539145) an addition by: awfulhumanbeing ![View yadayada13's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-2.gif) More by this author Nothing happened. Beth chuckled for a few seconds as the look of non-comprehension came back into Amanda's beautiful but vapid eyes - which then looked at Beth with a blazing fury - she could tell she was being laughed at, and she raised a huge foot and pushed down softly, pushing Beth's tiny form into the carpeting - Beth found it impossible to breath as the incredible pressure came down on her ribs and lungs. After 15 seconds of desperate struggling for breath, Amanda's foot eased off.
"YOU NO LAUGH AT ME TINY! TELL ME HOW TO FIX. YOU TRICK, I SQUASH!" she screamed at her. After a few moments of catching her breath, Beth desperately tried to calm her mind as the giant's foot waited patiently on her chest. If she played her cards right, she might get one of the guns.
"WHY FOR IT NOT WORK?! TELL ME OR I KILL!!!!" said Amanda angrily. Beth focused as much courage as she could while she was literally under the other woman's foot, and spoke up in her high and reedy voice "If you give me back some height and size.. I'll tell you how to fix it." she said defiantly.
Amanda snarled and lowered her foot back into Beth's chest again - she tried desperately with her arms to push Beth's foot off, but she couldn't barely even budge her toes with both arms, and after a few seconds, lack of oxygene caused her to lie limply until Amanda eased the pressure. "Im... too small.. can't even walk.. can barely breath like this. PLEASE Amanda. You can have my beauty and strength - I never did anything to you. " she lied " but just make me at least as big as you were before, and I'll tell you how to fix it, otherwise.." Beth tried to look as pathetic as possible - she was good at manipulating people, and it was easy to look pathetic in her current situation. "otherwise... I'd rather die."
Amanda paused for 10 seconds before responding, her face plainly suspicious. "Ok. If you trick, I squash! What I do to make you small but not so small?"
Beth prayed she was as stupid as she was talking right now. "Take that gun, dial the second and third setting as far as it will go, and shoot me. Oh, it's probobly empty. Theres a hidden button under the barrel - the end part. No, the other end - push it, and it'll work even though it's empty."
Beth looked suspicious for a moment, and then made some adjustments to the controls... she'd tricker her into using the drain user switch on the male gun! The feminine weapon wouldn't give her enough muscle to stop Amanda - it probobly hadn't gotten all that much muscle off her already skinny shrunken frame - but if it drained Amanda and gave her ALL the muscle in one go, she was pretty confident she could take down Amanda before she figured how to reverse the gun.
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