The next morning, a mail truck stopped in one of the nearby districts to distribute its packages. As part of his clerk training—and because of a shortage of hands on weekends—Dan was asked to help with delivery and sat in the passenger seat, while his senior drove the truck.
After they divided the mail, Dan started to give it out, sometimes right into an owner’s hand, sometimes just leaving it in or near the mail-box. This progressed throughout the day until he was down to one of his last boxes. Arriving at the address, he pressed the doorbell and waited, without noticing that he was holding one of the boxes that he accidentally spilled coffee on. At the last press of the doorbell, he was almost ready to leave the mail on the porch, until the door opened… and his eyes were staring right at powerful F-Cups.
Dan himself was standing at 5’4, still hoping that there were maybe a few more inches in him down the line, but even with them he would be somewhat dwarfed by this lady. Right before him, standing at 6’2 in a gray sports bra and black yoga pants with black hair pulled back into a short ponytail and a towel hanging from her shoulders, was Ariana. The 38-year-old powerlifter had just come home from her weekend morning jog and was ready to drink her prepared protein shake, until Dan came with his delivery. Small beads of sweat were still coming down from her glistening body.
Her stature was not only tall, standing before young clerk without any platforms on her legs that could made her even taller, but also very strong. Even under her pants Dan could obviously see that her long legs were very fit. Higher up, Ariana had a fairly visible six pack brimming with power. Her F-Cups didn’t need any additional comment, rising and lowering with each of the powerlifter’s breaths, making them even more of an incredible sight. Last but not least were her hands, muscly enough to know that this woman could easily be a one person power-trip, but at the same time looking feminine enough that if she was seen from a distance, someone unlucky enough to try and rob her wouldn’t know what hit them.
Dan silently stared at Ariana in awe for that seemed like an eternity (in reality, it was about 20 seconds), getting absolutely red like a tomato from the sight. Meeting two absolute beauties from different sides of the body-type spectrum two days in a row was surely a record for him, and this close too! Ariana, with a smirk on her face, finally decided to end this silence.
“You know, kid, I can easily stand all day like this and allow you to ogle me, but I have a lot of stuff to do today, so can you please just give me what you wanted to give and return back to your work?”
“I…Yeah…Sorry, ma’am!” becoming as red as he possibly could, Dan gave the box to Ariana, trying to look down as much as possible which caused Ariana to chuckle a bit. She loved to embarrass boys and guys shorter than her. She had always been pretty tall, but then one day one of her college friends suggested she go to the gym with her. It was a moment when all the stars aligned for her and she became absorbed in a feeling of becoming stronger. When she discovered powerlifting, she couldn’t stop herself anymore; she always wanted more, and still wanted it to this day, still remembering how after starting her power journey she gained a few more inches in height.
After receiving the package and signing a paper for it, she winked at Dan, making him red one last time before thanking him, saying goodbye, and closing the door. She returned to her kitchen, placing the box on a table near a protein shake that she wanted to drink. “Who sent me this mail?” she wondered. No one told her about it and there wasn’t any kind of recent special occasion for surprise gifts. Unable to see a sender name or address written on the box, Ariana decided to open it. Lifting it out of the cardboard, she stared in confusion at a lime green colored device resembling a sci-fi gun.
“Is this supposed to be a joke?” she said at first glance. After picking it up and looking at it more closely, she finds Muscle and Height Growth/Shrink switches on either side of it. “It 100% is supposed to be a joke…but what if…” she smirked, pulling the trigger while aiming at one of her kitchen plants, only to hear a beeping sound from the gun. Looking at it again, she found a screen on the gun’s casing, where text appeared:
SHOOTING ATTEMPT PREVENTED
FULL CHARGE HASN’T BEEN REACHED DUE TO WEAKENED AUXILIARY POWER SOURCE
CURRENT CHARGE: 97%
EST. TIME TO FULL CHARGE: 0H 44M 47S
DO YOU WANT TO REMOVE SHOOTING PREVENTER?
WARNING: SHOOTING WITHOUT A FULL CHARGE CAN CAUSE UNKNOWN EFFECTS
YES >NO
Ariana read what was shown on the screen, something inside her furiously burning. What will she do?
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