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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #950207

The schools beautiful in-crowd decide to literally become bigger than everyone else.

This choice: Go take out the girls at hot topic as Rachelle suggested earlier.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #7

Hunting at Hot Topic

    by: Matrim Author IconMail Icon
         It had been a long day working at Best Buy, and Ralph was just about ready to go home. Turning around and scratching the beard on his neck, he glanced at the clock. Only two in the afternoon, still hours to go. His mood had been ruined for the day when that girl called him tubs. They were pretty cute though, weren't they? he thought to himself. Their pretty faces, their smooth bare legs exposed to the summers heat. He thought about walking over to the computer section just so he could see them again. I'm being an idiot he told himself, what's gonna be my excuse for going over there?. Standing for a few minutes, Ralph's libido eventually beat his intellect into submission. They've been there for a few minutes, I'll go ask if they need help. Employees do that all the time. With that thought, he was off. Shifting his weight from one hip to the other, his elephantine lumbering sent waves of fat rippling beneath his blue shirt as he waddled towards the gaming section.

          "That. Was. Awesome!" Ralph heard a feminine voice say as he walked past the console aisles. "Hope he got a little fun out of it at least". He came into view of the computer games, and saw the four girls from earlier. They had their backs to him, facing the blonde. Her flip flops were off on the floor beside her, and she was wiping something off the sole of her foot with her thumb. "I want to do that again!" said the dark haired punk girl. "Let's go to Hot Topic and use this thing on the girls there". The green eyed girl who seemed to be the leader of the four was about to say something, but turned around and saw Ralph looking at them. There was something about the look on her face... You should get out of here a voice seemed to say in Ralph's head. Ridiculous, they were just your average rude hot girls, nothing to be scared of. Without saying anything the green eyed girl took something out of her purse and lifted it towards Ralph. A white flash blinded him, and he fell over onto the ground. He heard a series of loud footfalls, and when his vision cleared, he was faced with four pairs of massive, flip flopped feet. He followed those feet up shapely legs, until he was staring into the faces of the four girls, a skyscraper's height above him.

         "Dibs! I want to squish this one!" laughed the brunette with shoulder length hair and freckles. She took off her flip flops and raised a foot above Ralph. Panic seized him as he realized what was going on, and instinct took over. Ralph struggled to get his massive bulk onto his feet, and took two lumbering leaps away from the girl before falling flat on his stomach. He felt something warm press onto him from above, the girls foot. The pressure increased and Ralph tried to scream, but all that came out was a croak. Feeling immense pain and pressure, as if all his blood was trying to leave through his face, Ralph's vision began to darken. Cracking and popping filled Ralph's ears as pain spread throughout his body. All went black.

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         "Jeeze, that one was messy" Tiffany said, wiping the red pulp that covered nearly the entire ball of her foot onto the carpet. "You gotta make the fat ones smaller, Jenn". "Noted". Satisfied for the moment, the girls continued with Rachelle's plan and headed out of Best Buy and started making their way to Hot Topic. After a short, uneventful walk, the girls arrived in front of the counter cultured store.

         The inside of the store was a hodgepodge of grunge clothing and pop culture memorabilia. It stood empty except for the employees, three goth looking girls. The girls walked up to the counter in the back of the store, behind which all three of them stood. "Hi welcome to Ho-" The goth girl who spoke stopped as she spotted Rachelle. "Oh, it's you. Sorry, we're out of our plus sized shirts, but you can come back next week". This brought laughter from the other two blackly dressed goths behind the counter.Glancing behind her, Jenn observed that the store was still empty, and nobody was looking inside. Eager to be out of this ridiculous store, Jenn took the remote from her purse. "You goths always looked stupid to me, I think I'll enjoy killing you weirdos". Before they could react to the strange threat, light flashed from the remote, and the three girls were out of sight.

         Walking behind the counter, the girls spotted them on the floor, an inch tall each. They all were looking around in confusion, still not adjusted to their new perspective. Taking off her flip flops, Jenn walked over to the closest girl, the one who had made the plus sized clothing remark. Sweat from walking around all day made Jenn's feet make an audible peeling noise each time she removed a foot from the black linoleum to take a step. The girl tried to back away as Jenn stepped up to her, but Jenn put her foot in front of her and raked her back with her toes. "You're not people in my world, you're just a bunch of bugs. Sadly for you, squishing bugs is fun". With that she pushed the goth girl over with her toes and placed her big toe on top of her. The girls arms and face were visible, and Jenn laughed as she beat desperately at the soft flesh of Jenn's toe with her fist's. Jenn put more weight onto her toe, watching as the goth girl's arms and face grew red. Eventually her arms stopped beating, and her face became a mask of horror and pain. With a pop, the goth's head snapped to the left as organs came bursting out through her neck, she went still. Jen then ground the remains under her heel so they could not be recognized as human.

          The other two goth girls, upon seeing what became of their friend, tried to make a run for it. Becky and Rachelle wasted no time. Easily overtaking them, Rachelle stepped on the nearest goth, not bothering to take off her flip flops. Becky had other plans. Her right foot came out of her flip flop, and she slammed her foot down onto the goth that was running from her. The goth was unhurt, Becky making sure she only trapped the girl with her toes. She scrunched her toes, pressing the goth girl to the soft, fleshy edge of the sole of her foot with her toes. Becky laughed at the slight tickle she felt as the tiny girl tried in vain to squirm free. Lifting her foot off the ground, she gave a quick squeeze and uncurled her toes, letting the girl fall to the floor. She lay twitching on the ground where she fell, not dead, her twisted body unable to comply with the urgent signals her brain was sending. Without saying anything, Becky stepped down onto the girl with her heel until she heard the now familiar wet, crunchy pop of a tiny person bursting, then twisted her foot.

         "That's never gonna get old" She said, smiling happily. The other girls laughed and gave their agreements. "Finally, lets get out of this stupid store. Smells like middle school angst in here" Jenn said, heading for the door. The girls went wandering through the mall, trying to think of what they should do next. "I'm gettin kinda bored of the mall" Rachelle said. "Let's go to the beach!" Becky chirped. Jenn had already been to the beach earlier, and was not very eager to go back. "I say," Tiffany began softly, "we find some people to shrink and take them back to Jenn's, have a little fun with them where we won't be bothered, play around a little". Jenn was more receptive to this idea, her mom would be at work for quite some time yet, and her little snot of a brother Eddy was at a sleepover at a friends house.

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