The loud bang on the front door startled poor, little Christy. But it just put a smile on Elfie's face. She slowly stood up, lifting her tall body to stand on those big feet and the small girl beneath her felt the impact of her weight, even from her thin body, shudder through the floor.
"C'mon, munchkin. Let's go see who it is."
Quickly standing, Christy had to run forward to keep up with the older teen's long strides. She watched those strong toes flex in her sandals, making the leather creak and stretch. She bumped into the amazon's thighs when she suddenly stopped, ready to open the front door.
"Mom didn't want visitors."
"Hush up, tiny. You're gonna like who it is."
A cool rush of wind came through as the large door opened wide to reveal a tall and handsome, young boy. He was Elfie's age, probably in her class, and he was obviously happy to see her. He wore jeans and tennis shoes, a tight t-shirt over his chest. The smile on his face was mischievous as well as the tousled brown hair on his head. He glanced down at Christy, the small girl beneath two giant teens.
"She's cute."
Elfie stepped up to embrace him, her arms around his neck.
"Yes, she is. About time you got here, Watson."
They kissed, deep and passionate. Christy's eyes would have gone wide at the torrid display of young libidos on fire, if it hadn't been for the strange sound filling her ears. It was the sound of cotton stretching, of leather creaking, of clothing fighting to keep it's place as it began to fill the room. Elfie's already big feet were stretching longer, sliding over the bases of her sandals. The boy, Watson, his jeans seemed to be sliding up his legs, exposing his ankles. And both of them were giggling to each other around the embrace of their kiss. Christy's frightened gaze went upward, realizing that both teens were a few inches taller, even more imposing then they were a moment before. Their kiss broke and they slowly looked down on the girl below them as they started to laugh.