Pool Party

eeing their dark expression you try to ease the tension.
“Well, whatever it is, obviously getting splashed by this gun causes a slight side effect!” you remarked, forcing a smile.

Their angelic faces darkened even more. Jodie stepped forward crouching down. Menacingly her colossal body towers above you, her magnificent breasts almost completely obscured your view on her face.

“’Slight side effects?’” Jodie thundered. Onlookers recoiled quickly.

“SLIDE SIDE EFFECT? Look at us, smart-ass! You exposed us and turned us into freaks!” her fury seemed to match Jodie’s new size, after the last sentence she grabbed you, lifting you up effortlessly. She rose; you almost became dizzy from the fast change of altitude, already feeling like a Barbie-doll in Jodie’s steel-tight grip.

With two thundering steps Amber approached Jodie from behind, despite being terrified, you something in Amber’s gaze, quiet different from Jodie’s fiery wrath. While her hazel eyes regarded you with scorn, they seemed to sparkle, when she mustered Jodie’s new towering form. Actually, she was eagerly examining Jodie, sparing you only cold, brief glances. Gently she placed her right hand on Jodie’s perfect butt, leaning in closely. Ignoring the tender touch, Jodie jolted you violently, the force of the sudden movement almost made you pass out.

The sheer beauty of her face - which appeared to be almost angelic, since it was framed by her long blonde hair – was in stark contrast to the barely contained, hellish rage in seductive voice, as she lifted you before her sapphire-blue eyes.

“Change us back! Or I’ll make you curse the day that you were born!”
With effort you manage to lift the gun again, almost paralysed by fear.