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As a part of the "Sizes and Countries" series, this story will use the size differences common in said series. Here is a chart showing the average height of people from each country (you don't need to remember the sizes, though. They'll be indicated in the story each time a new person appears. This is just a general guideline):

Country (average height in centimeters / average height in feet and inches)

Netherlands (6600 / 216’6.42’’)

Iceland (6025.414 / 197’8.21’’)

Norway (5500.850 / 180’5.68’’)

Sweden (5021.955 / 164’9.14’’)

Denmark (4584.751 / 150’5.02’’)

Finland (4185.609 / 137’3.87’’)

Czech Republic (3821.217 / 125’4.41’’)

Slovenia (3488.547 / 114’5.44’’)

Luxembourg (3184.840 / 104’5.87’’)

Croatia (2907.572 / 95’4.71’’)

Germany (2654.443 / 87’1.05’’)

Estonia (2423.352 / 79’6.07’’)

Austria (2212.378 / 72’7.01’’)

Belgium (2019.772 / 66’3.18’’)

Serbia (1843.934 / 60’5.95’’)

Switzerland (1683.404 / 55’2.75’’)

United States (1536.849 / 50’5.05’’)

Australia (1403.053 / 46’.38’’)

Poland (1280.906 / 42’0.29’’)

Greece (1169.392 / 38’4.39’’)

New Zealand (1067.586 / 35’.30’’)

United Kingdom (974.644 / 31’11.71’’)

Hungary (889.793 / 29’2.31’’)

Ukraine (812.329 / 26’7.81’’)

Ireland (741.609 / 24’3.97’’)

Russia (677.045 / 22’2.55’’)

Israel (618.103 / 20’3.34’’)

Lithuania (564.292 / 18’6.16’’)

Canada (515.165 / 16’10.82’’)

Lebanon (470.316 / 15’5.16’’)

Turkey (429.371 / 14’1.04’’)

France (391.990 / 12’10.32’’)

Uzbekistan (357.864 / 11’8.89’’)

Italy (326.709 / 10’8.62’’)

Senegal (298.266 / 9’9.42’’)

Jamaica (272.300 / 8’11.20’’)

Mali (248.593 / 8’1.87’’)

Spain (226.951 / 7’5.35’’)

Romania (207.193 / 6’9.57’’)

Azerbaijan (189.155 / 6’2.47’’)

Uruguay (172.688 / 5’7.98’’)

Argentina (157.654 / 5’2.06’’)

South Korea (143.929 / 4’8.66’’)

Syria (131.398 / 4’3.73’’)

Morocco (119.959 / 3’11.22’’)

Iran (109.515 / 3’7.11’’)

Portugal (99.981 / 3’3.36’’)

Côte d’Ivoire (91.277 / 2’11.93’’)

Egypt (83.330 / 2’8.80’’)

Tunisia (76.076 / 2’5.95’’)

Algeria (69.453 / 2’3.34’’)

South Africa (63.406 / 2’.96’’)

Cameroon (57.886 / 1’10.78’’)

Gambia (52.847 / 1’8.80’’)

Ghana (48.246 / 1’6.99’’)

Brazil (44.046 / 1’5.34’’)

Colombia (40.211 / 1’3.83’’)

Taiwan (36.710 / 1’2.45’’)

Chile (33.514 / 1’1.19’’)

Venezuela (30.596 / 1’.04’’)

Paraguay (27.933 / 10.99’’)

Japan (25.501 / 10.03’’)

Hong Kong (23.281 / 9.16’’)

China (21.254 / 8.36’’)

Mexico (19.404 / 7.63’’)

Pakistan (17.714 / 6.97’’)

Singapore (16.172 / 6.36’’)

Thailand (14.764 / 5.81’’)

Mongolia (13.479 / 5.30’’)

Malaysia (12.305 / 4.84’’)

Sri Lanka (11.234 / 4.42’’)

Malawi (10.256 / 4.03’’)

Bahrain (9.363 / 3.68’’)

Iraq (8.548 / 3.36’’)

Nigeria (7.804 / 3.07’’)

Peru (7.124 / 2.80’’)

North Korea (6.504 / 2.56)

India (5.938 / 2.33’’)

Vietnam (5.421 / 2.13’’)

Philippines (4.949 / 1.94’’)

Indonesia (4.518 / 1.77’’)

Cambodia (4.125 / 1.62’’)

I'd also like to say that each characters personality is singular, and I don't mean to generalize any aspect of them to all the people in their countries.

***

Prologue: Arriving

Donna stepped into the hotel's lobby, looking around. “Ah...we're finally here!”, she said, excitedly clapping her hands and jumping, causing her long, blonde hair to wave a little.

“Calm down, Donna.”, said Chloe, placing her hand on Donna's shoulder. “How old are you? 10?”

“No...”, the blonde girl said and stopped jumping. “I'm just happy to be here already.”

“I am too, but you don't see me acting like a child, do you?”, Chloe said.

“Well, no.” said Donna, offended. “But you do LOOK like a child...shorty.”, she said, sticking her tongue out at her petite friend. Chloe was barely as tall as her tall blonde friend's chin.

Chloe just sighed, shaking her head a little, before looking back at the lobby entrance.

“Linda!”, Chloe shouted. “Just put that stupid pamphlet away, please. You're staying behind again.”

A girl holding a purple pamphlet hurried into the lobby, catching up with her two friends. As she walked, she used her free hand to try and keep her slightly frizzy black hair from curling even more.

“Sorry, sorry!”, Linda said. “It's just that these fun facts about Mexico are really interesting.”

“Oh, tell us one, Linda!”, said Donna, smiling.

“Well, for example, did you know that Mexicans are about 9/10th of an inch tall compared to Americans?”, said Linda, spreading her index and thumb a little less than an inch appart. “So, about this tall, I guess.”

“Ummm...yeah, we knew that”, said Chloe. “This place is full of Mexicans.”

“Yes, I know.”, said Linda. “But we haven't been close enough to any of them to find out their exact size.”

As if on cue, a tiny woman walked towards them. Her formal outfit made it obvious that she worked in the hotel. She stood right by the three girls' feet and craned her neck up to look at them.

“Good morning!”, she said. “Welcome to the Feathered Snake Hotel. My name is Julieta. May I ask for your last name, please?”

The three American girls squatted down to be able to listen to her better. Her Hispanic accent was evident, but not thick at all. They were also surprised that she seemed to be so cool while standing infront of 3 girls who most likely seemed to be as tall as buildings compared to her. But then again, she worked at a multi-sized hotel, so she was obviously used to it.

“Oh! Hi there, Julieta.”, said Linda. “We made our registration under the name Bell.”

“Bell, Bell...”, said Julieta to herself while looking through the list in her hand. “Here you are! Now, please follow me. I'll show you the way to your room.”

Julieta then turned around and started walking. The three girls watched her, amused by the slowness of her pace. Linda and Donna just giggled a little, but Chloe was growing impacient and reached down, sweeping the tiny woman onto her palm, as if it was a spoon. Julieta yelped, both startled and embarrassed.

“Let me give you a hand.”, said Chloe. “Just tell me where to turn.”

“V...very well.”, said Julieta, blushing a little. “That way.”

Chloe followed Julieta's directions, while Donna followed them. However, Linda was already reading her Fun Facts pamphlet again, and therefore falling behind. As she walked, her big, brown eyes were so focused on the text that she failed to notice a tiny person in her path. Screaming, the Mexican girl barely managed to dive aside, avoiding being flattened under the enormous, white flip-flop.

“Huh?”, said Linda, hearing the scream and looking down. “What was that?”

Linda then noticed a tiny girl right next to her left foot. Curious, she crouched to get a closer look. The girl was wearing a yellow bikini, which made perfect contrast with her slightly tanned skin. She then noticed that the girl was sitting, and her long, black hair was all disheveled. She immediately realized what had just happened.

“Oh, my God! I'm so sorry!”, she said, blushing. “Are you OK?”

“Yes, I'm fine!”, the tiny girl said, standing back on her feet, brushing her bikini with her hands. “But not because of you!”

“I'm super sorry, really.”, Linda continued. “I was distracted and I didn't see you there.”

“Yeah, yeah...typical American.”, the girl continued. “You never look down at the little ones.”

“Hey, that's not fair”, replied Linda. “It was an accident.”

“Fine, whatever.”, said the yellow-bikini girl. “Just watch your step, OK?”, and walked away.

“Grrrr...”, Linda said, clenching her fists. “What a bitch!”

***

Once in their room, the three girls quickly changed into their bikinis, more than ready to go to the beach and resort to have fun.

“What's with the all-pink outfit, Donna?”, asked Chloe. “Pink bikini, pink flip-flops, pink fingernails...”

“Well, I like pink”, answered Donna. “You're wearing black sandals and black fingernails, anyway.”

“Yeah, but I'm wearing a red bikini, so I'm not all monochromatic like you.”

“OK, OK, enough you two.”, said Linda, standing right between them. “Donna, do you want some of my anti-frizz mousse or not?”

“Yes, please!”, she said, brushing her now very frizzy blonde hair.

“Yeah, you two better use that”, said Chloe. “You look like the Lion King!”

As Chloe laughed out loud, Donna and Linda looked at her with arms crossed. Of the three, the petite brunette was the only one whose hair wasn't frizzy. Her pixie styled hair was perfectly combed; but not for long. Without even warning, the tall blonde pulled Chloe close and, using her height advantage, started ruffling her hair with her hand.

“Hey, no! What the Hell are you doing?!”, shouted Chloe, trying in vain to break free.

“Just giving you a reason to use the mousse as well, hehe”, Donna said before releasing her.

“That was totally uncalled for.”, said Chloe, doing her best to fix her hair with her hands while staring at Donna with green, gun-like eyes.

“It was kind of called for, actually.”, said Linda, chuckling a little.

“Shut up, Linda.”, said Chloe. “And what's with the American flag bikini, anyway?”

“What? I'm proud of being American and I want to let everyone else know that”, Linda said, proudly.

“Yeah, like they might mistake you for a very tall Mexican if you aren’t wearing that.”, Chloe said, chuckling at her own joke.

***

As soon as the girls were ready, they got out of their room and headed for their size-zone inside the resort. They were halfway there when, suddenly, in the middle of the hallway, Linda stopped. Chloe and Donna stopped too and turned to their friend.

“What are you doing, Linda?”, asked Chloe. “Let's go already! Did you forget something?”

“What are we doing?”, asked Linda.

“Going to the resort?”, Chloe asked her, confused. “Remember?”

“Yeah, but...I mean, why did we come all the way to Mexico?”, asked Linda.

“To enjoy the sunny weather and play beach games!”, said Donna.

“Duh! Because we're old enough to drink here!”, answered Chloe. “The minimum age to drink alcohol here is 18, you know?”

“Wrong!”, said Linda. “I mean, sure, that too. But what is it that makes Mexico so much different than the USA? The size difference! I don't want to waste my time here spending it with other Americans. I would have travelled to an American beach if I wanted that. No way, I say we turn around and go to the Mexican area.”

“But everything is so tiny there.”, said Donna. “How will we swim, get drinks, etc.?”

“I'm not saying we have to stay there”, continued Linda. “But we should at least go take a look around and see what's going on. Who knows? Maybe we'll have even more fun there.”

“Very well...”, said Chloe. “I guess we could go try the tinies’ zone.”

“Yay!”, said Linda, excited. “Let's go, then. Just remember that they're super tiny. So please watch your step and try not to hurt anyone or break anything. I don't want any of you kicked out of the hotel, or worse, arrested.”

“Yeah, yeah...whatever, we're losing sun time.”, said Chloe, already walking down the hall towards the Mexican area while her two friends followed her.

Chapter 1: Dealing with locals (Part 1)

The three American girls soon arrived to the Mexican-size zone determined to have some fun. Having totally different likes and personalities, each of them took a different way, looking for something interesting to see or do. However, considering the size difference between them and the locals, how did the other tourists react to them? And how did the three girls deal with the tinies? Only one way to find out...

***

Linda kicked off her white flip-flops as she walked into the beach, as she loved the feeling of the fine and soft sand on her feet. She also knew that no one would even try to steal such a huge footwear. As she strolled through the tiny beach, something quickly caught her eye. It was a group of tinies playing tug-o-war. Getting closer, she noticed that it was a guys vs girls contest. Obviously, the former were easily handling the latter.

Before Linda could do or say anything, she noticed that one of the girls was considerably taller than the rest, who were barely shoulder height to her. She immediately recognized this tall girl from before. She was the one she almost accidentally stepped on in the lobby. Seeing her next to other women her size, she quickly realized she was much different than the rest. Not only was she much taller, but she was also clearly much stronger than them. She seemed to be a volleyball player or something. And even more, the girl had a great body. Abnormally large breasts and buttocks were barely hidden by the yellow bikini. Linda would be very jealous of this girl, if it wasn't for the fact that she didn't even come up to her ankle.

Seeing the girls losing so easily against the boys, she decided she had to do something. Men weren't going to defeat women; not while she was around, anyway. Stepping closer, she kneeled down so she could both see and hear them better. The tiny group suddenly stopped pulling the rope and stared up at her. She just smiled at them and waved.

“Hello, everyone”, she said, cheerfully, hoping they spoke English. “Seems you girls could use a hand.”

“No, we're fine...”, said the yellow-bikini girl, obviously recognizing her too.

“What are you talking about?”, said another girl. “Of course we need a hand! Could you help us, please?”

“Of course I would, gladly.”, said Linda.

“No, hold on a second...”, said one of the guys. “The teams are already made. You can't just add teammates.”

“Oh, and why not?”, asked Linda, grinning. “Afraid a bunch of girls might defeat you?”

“Well, no, but...”, the guy didn't know what to say; nor did his teammates. “V...very well...”, they said, already regretting it.

The tinies got back into positions, picking up the rope again. Linda then tightly pinched one of its ends between her index and thumb fingertips. The guys then counted to 3 and everyone started pulling. Linda barely had to use strength, as with the help of the other girls, she easily pulled the rope towards her, causing the men to be dragged along.

The tiny men used all their might, and even planted their heels on the sand, trying to use friction to their advantage. However, they were no match for the girls' combined strength, and after just a few seconds, Linda decided to give the rope a harder tug, causing all the men to fall forwards, landing face first on the sand. The girls started cheering, happily. The massive girl lowered her hand towards her tiny teammates, who high-fived her enormous palm. Linda barely felt them, as if they were little tickles.

“That wasn't fair!”, said one of the guys, as they all stood up. “You...ummm...you outnumbered us once she joined your team!”, he said, trying to make an excuse.

“Oh, so were numbers the problem?”, Linda asked, already grinning again. “Very well, what if we change the teams? This time, instead of boys vs girls, it'll be Mexico vs USA. How does that sound?”

The tiny tourists, both boys and girls, looked at each other, not sure of what to answer. They were obviously not interested at all in competing against the gigantic girl in a strength contest.

“Well, the thing is that we're already tired.”, said one of the tinies. “We already did a few other tug-o-war matches before you arrived, so we're obviously more tired than you.”

“Oh, I see...”, said Linda. “Very well, I understand. No one wants to see their country proved inferior than another. It's cool.”

This caused a spark that made the tinies' patriotic spirit catch fire, which was Linda's intention. Not wanting to chicken out from an American's challenge, they made a quick team back, trying to come up with a plan or strategy to deal with the situation. Linda waited patiently until they were ready.

“Very well.”, one of them said. “But we have one condition. You can only use one hand.”

“Only one?”, she said, raising an eyebrow. “That doesn't sound fair, but OK, I accept the terms.”

“OK, then...”, the tinies said, nervously. “Let's get this over with.”

Everyone got into position. The tiny Mexicans all grabbed one end of the rope, while Linda used her index and thumb again to pinch the other, getting down on her knees. This proved to be a bad idea, though, as when the match started, the combined strength of the diminutive men and women almost managed to make the rope slip between Linda's fingers. Startled, and not wanting to lose, she decided to wrap all her fingers around the rope, engulfing it completely with her hand. From that point, no matter how hard the tinies pulled, their feeble attempts of moving her hand were all in vain. She was simply way too strong for all of them together.

Noticing that her strength was vastly superior than her opponents', she chose to toy with them a little. She'd pull the rope a bit, dragging them all towards her, and then let her arm go, making the tinies believe for a moment that they were somehow beating her, or that at least the contest was even. However, she soon got bored of toying with them and decided to finish it. A single flick of her wrist would be more than enough to fling them all, but she had a better idea.

“USA 1, Mexico 0!”, she said, happily. “Now, are you ready for the grand finale?”, she asked them, grinning.

Linda clenched her fist around her end of the rope, holding it tightly in her grasp. Then, she pulled it closer to her and lifted it off the sand. A few tinies let the rope go, staying on the sand, but most of them were carried away with it. They screamed, holding on tightly to the rope as they dangled in front of the giant American's face.

“OK, OK, fine!”, they shouted, terrified. “You win! Just put us down!”

“Awww...”, she said, smiling widely. “Are you little ones afraid of heights?”

Linda was frankly quite amused by the sight. She had never felt so big and powerful in her whole life. A group of men and women, all dangling from her hand, barely weighing anything. Having them so close to her face, she couldn't help but think that they looked a lot like a grape cluster, all hanging to the same rope. She giggled a little at the thought, which confused her tiny “captives”.

Lost in her silly thoughts, she didn't realize that she had kept them like that a little longer than they could hold on, and a few started to let go. Fortunately, they didn't fall straight to the sand. Instead, they bounced off her gigantic breasts, which softened the fall a little, and then fell all the way down to her legs, smacking against her bare thighs, which were far softer than the ground below.

“Whoops! Sorry!”, she said, immediately placing the rest of them back on solid ground, gently. “Are you OK?”

“Yeah, we're fine.”, they answered, carefully climbing down her thighs to the sand.

“Oh, phew!”, Linda said, relieved. “Good to hear. So...does this mean I won?”

“Well...k...kind of...”, one of the tinies said. “Just this one round.”

“Is that so?”, Linda said, lying down on her belly to get a closer look to the tiny Mexicans, her gigantic face looming above them. “I'm totally up for a second round.”

“Well, the thing is...” The tinies looked at each other, trying to find a clever way to get out of it. “There's something we need to take care of, so...maybe next time.”
“Sure...of course.”, Linda said, skeptically. “Very well. See you around!”

Linda, already resting on her belly, decided to relax and take a sun bath as the tinies walked away. The tug o' war contest had been far from tiring to her, so she didn't really need the rest, but she decided to give the Mexican tourists a little break before having fun with her size again. However, not all the tinies felt like giving her a break as well.

About a minute after she closed her eyes, she started to feel some tickling on the side of her body. Curious, Linda turned her head to see what was causing it. And, of course, who else could it be if not the yellow-bikini chick, furiously pounding her fists against her ribs. This only caused Linda to feel even bigger, as the tiny girl's attack merely tickled her, if anything.

“Ummm...excuse me?”, Linda said, raising an eyebrow. “What's going on?”

“This is my spot!”, the tiny shouted. “And now you're blocking all the sun with your overgrown body!”

Linda then noticed a teeny tiny towel on the sand, right next to her. And fairly enough, her body was casting a shadow over it. However, the American girl didn't intend to move just because some rude chick told her to.

“Oh, is that so?”, Linda asked. “Well, the beach is big, so go find another spot, because I'm not moving.”

“But I was here first!”, the tiny girl yelled, hands on hips.

“Yes, and I'm not on your spot, but next to it.”, Linda replied, grinning. “So you move if you want sun.”

“I'm not moving anywhere!”, the tiny said.

“Nor am I”, said Linda, faking a yawn and resting her head back on the sand.

Not even 10 seconds later, she felt tickling again. This time, though, they felt somewhat different. Annoyed, but a bit curious, she turned her head again to see what was going on. To her surprise, the tiny girl wasn't attacking her anymore, but climbing her. The yellow bikini-clad “amazon” was using the huge bikini strap to climb her enormous body, planting her feet against her hip and thigh for support, while pulling herself higher and higher.

Linda bit her lip, trying to hold her laughter. As funny as the scene was, she didn't want to knock her down as she climbed. She could get hurt. So she waited until the diminutive climber reached the top, standing right on her butt cheeks. The two looked like small hills compared to her, even if Linda's rear wasn't exactly the largest she had ever seen.

“So...what was that for?”, asked Linda, shaking her bottom just a little bit, but enough to knock the tiny off her feet.

“Whoa, hey!”, the tiny girl shouted, immediately jumping back on her feet, not wanting to lay down on another woman's butt. “Don't do that again!”

“Fine...but then why are you even there?”, Linda asked, very curious.

“To teach you a lesson!”

“A lesson? What lesson? That you can climb onto my butt?”, Linda asked, chuckling.

“No, you bitch!”, said the tiny girl, her face red. “This!”

And without warning, the tiny woman used both hands to pull Linda's bikini, as if trying to give her a wedgie. The red and white stripes of her USA flag bikini bottom dwarfed the diminutive hands of the offender, which struggled to even get a good grip on the huge bathing suit.

Linda, meanwhile, did her best to stop herself from bursting into laughter as she realized what her tiny attacker tried to do. Had the two women been scaled to the same size, her bikini bottom would probably be already on her head, as she wasn't nearly as strong as this Mexican girl; proportionally speaking, of course. But as things were, she could barely even feel a tug on her bottom, much less a real wedgie.

Noticing how little effect her “wedgie” had on the colossal American, the tiny girl started to stamp her feet, both angry and helpless. The soles of her feet caused high-pitched slapping sounds against Linda's massive butt cheeks, but as expected, no harm done whatsoever.

Linda watched her for a little while, but soon, she decided to fight back. It's not like she was in pain or anything like that, but the tiny woman was definitely trying to hurt her, and she wasn't going to stay there doing nothing while someone attacked her. Lifting her hand, she slammed it right on the yellow-bikini girl, pinning her down between her palm and her butt cheek.

The tiny girl was too busy fighting against the giant bikini bottom that she didn't even notice the hand raising above her; and before she could notice the incoming attack, a massive hand landed right on her, pressing her tightly against the colossal butt cheek. She used all her might to try and stand up and push the hand off her, but the difference between each girl's strength was gargantuan, and no matter how much she fought, the huge hand alone was much more powerful than her entire body.

After holding her there for a few moments, Linda lifted her hand off her butt, taking the tiny girl with her. Her fingers were strong enough to hold her tiny captive tightly, preventing her from struggling or falling as she held her right in front of her face. The look in those massive brown eyes was enough to make the tiny girl shiver, helplessly wondering what this oversized American had in mind.

“So, a wedgie, huh?”, Linda asked, frowning. “Not bad. A classic, if I may. However, you're doing it wrong. Let me teach you a lesson on how to teach a lesson.”

With that, Linda easily turned her tiny captive around, now holding her on her open palm. She then placed her thumb on her back, easily holding her in place. Then, with her free hand, she reached down and pinched the teeny tiny yellow bikini bottom between her index and thumb, and started pulling it.

The tiny girl's face was pushed against the huge palm by the enormous thumb, so her screams were muffled by its thick skin. But even if she couldn't truly show it, the giant wedgie was surely painful! Being such a tall and strong girl, no one had ever dared to try and give her a wedgie before, so this was actually her first time. During the awful moment, she wondered if this was how it felt when she did it to other people, or if it was even worse, as her tormentor was considerably larger than her.

Linda pulled just a little bit, not wanting to injure the tiny girl. However, being so big compared to her rival, she couldn't have possibly realized that even a slight pull was strong enough to give her the proper sensation of a wedgie. But before stopping, Linda decided to give her one last, strong pull, just to leave her something to think about next time she sat.

Taking a deep breath, Linda gave the yellow bikini bottom one last tug, a little stronger than what she had been pulling so far. Being the first time she did anything even similar to this, she didn't count on the reduced elasticity of the swim suit, and the tiny object snapped as soon as it couldn't endure the tension, leaving the Mexican girl's lower body completely naked.

Feeling her bikini bottom snap, she immediately shrieked, trying desperately to break free from the powerful thumb's pressure. Of course, she wasn't strong enough to overpower it, but this time, her gigantic captor released her, placing her gently on the sand. The tiny girl immediately covered her private parts with both hands as much as she could.

“You fucking, stupid bitch!”, shouted the tiny girl, extremely furious.

“Sorry, sorry!”, Linda said, truly ashamed. “I didn't mean it to break.”

“You overdid it this time! Are you freakin' retard?!”

“Hey, now hold on a second.”, Linda replied. “You did the same to me just before, remember?”

“Yes, but I didn't break yours! It's not the same!”

“Well, no, but just because you couldn't---”

“Just give me my damn bottom!”, the tiny shouted, interrupting her.

“Oh, sure!”, Linda said, realizing she still had the ripped bottom in her hand. “There you go”

“This isn't over!”, the tiny girl said, snatching her yellow bikini bottom from the giant's fingers. “I'm so getting back at you for this!”

Linda couldn't help but giggle a little, covering her mouth as she watched the tiny Mexican walk away, covering herself all the time. She obviously felt bad about what she had just done, but being the bully she seemed to be, she probably had that coming to herself. Her threat also didn't worry her one bit. What could someone so puny and weak possibly do to her? Well, it turns out, there were a couple of things, but she'd learn the hard way later...

Dealing with locals (Part 2)

As soon as she found a clear area, wide enough to build a sand castle, Donna got down on her knees and started working on it. The tall blonde had already moistened a big chunk of sand and was now using her hands and a “small” bucket to build it. Considering her size, the castle she was building was pretty much normal scale to the tiny tourists around.

A few tinies started to gather around; especially kids, who stared up, mouth wide open, at the gigantic sand building. Noticing this, Donna melted inside. Stopping her work for a moment, she leaned closer to the kids, causing more than one of them to back away a little, nervously.

“Don't be scared, I won't hurt you.”, she said, smiling. “Do you want to play with it?”

The kids stared up at her with puzzled looks. It just hit her: they were Mexican kids and didn't speak English. Trying to remember something from her Spanish classes, she cleared her throat and did her best to pronounce correctly.

“Tú...ummm...”, she pointed at them. “Jugar.”, she then pointed at the castle.

As limited as her Spanish was, the kids immediately got the message, and casting their nervousness away, they cheered and ran towards the colossal castle, doing their best to get inside, and even digging a few more tunnels to be able to “conquer” it completely.

Donna smiled, proud about her own work and how easily she had brought happiness to those children. Suddenly, while she was lost in her thoughts, she felt a few teeny tiny drops wet her bare thigh. Snapping out of it, she looked down, surprised. The kids inside the sand castle were throwing water balloons at her! They even had a few buckets full of them, and were attacking her while shouting “gigante.”

Grinning, she decided to play along and stood up, roaring and curling her fingers in a claw-like way. A few kids actually yelped, scared by the massive size of the gargantuan blonde woman. However, as they soon realized it was all part of the game, they kept fighting, tossing water balloons at her feet and ankles, since they couldn't reach higher.

Donna stamped her feet on the sand a few times while chanting “Fee...fi...fo...fum!” She loved kids, no matter how tiny, and they seemed to be pretty amused by her performance as a giant monster, so she did her best. She reached down towards the sand castle, as if trying to catch them. She purposely moved in slow-motion, trying to mimic the cliché giant monsters.

The tiny kids easily avoided her enormous hand, and some even ran out of the castle walls to face the huge woman, surrounding her feet and continuing the water ballon assault against them. However, their diminutive balloons were so tiny that barely felt like a drop of water to the colossal blondie. To her, the kids seemed to be less than half an inch tall, and she couldn't help but find it extremely cute that they were trying to defeat her.

The tiny balloons against her feet suddenly gave her an idea. Excusing herself for a minute, she ran back to her own size-zone. After a few minutes, she came back to her recently built sand castle while holding a giant bucket. The tiny kids were already back inside the castle, probably playing with it now that the coast was clear. Wanting to lure them out, she started to chant again: “Fee...fi...fo...fum!”

The kids ran out of the castle, happily, armed with colored water-balloons. This time, though, the giantess was holding something she didn't have before. As the children stared up at her, she produced a gigantic, red water balloon from the bucket, holding it above her head. The kids weren't sure of how to react, so Donna decided to surprise them. She aimed carefully at her foot and dropped the water balloon on it, knowing that the kids were way too tiny to endure an impact that strong.

The red balloon exploded as soon as it landed on her foot, splashing everyone around. The kids screamed and ran, trying to avoid the brief rain that showered over them. Seeing her fight back for the first time, the kids ran to get all their amminutions and charged against the giant girl's feet, using all the balloons left against them.

Donna wasn't going to fall without a fight, so she started dropping a few more balloons. She was very careful not to hit any kid with them, and simply soaked them all wet with each splash. She still had a good amount of balloons inside her bucket, but the kids seemed to be running out of them. She couldn't help but giggle a little at the situation. The kids had used almost all her balloons, and they had only managed to wet a few of her toes, part of her heel and her ankle.

Not wanting to disappoint them, she figured that the “huge battle” needed a good finale. As the last volley of water balloons impacted her feet, she pretended to be seriously hurt, and started to lower herself to the sand. Just after she was 100% sure that there were absolutely no kids behind her, she decided to lie down on her back, as if she was defeated by the tiny army.

The tiny children, seeing this, started to cheer, happily, and ran towards her. Climbing her enormous body as fast as they could, the group of kids soon gathered on her vast belly, celebrating their victory over the evil, giant woman. Donna tried not to move as she watched the diminutive tinies on her belly. She could barely even feel their tiny feet against her skin.

“¡Niños!”, Donna suddenly heard. “¡Bájense de ahí ahora mismo!”

Donna looked down at her right side. Standing there was a tiny middle aged couple, obviously really worried. It was the woman who had been yelling. However, she had no clue of what she had just said. Not that she needed to. A couple of seconds later, she could deduce it herself.

A couple of kids started climbing her down, obviously sad; most likely the couple's kids. A few of the others followed them, not wanting to be scolded by their own parents, if they showed up. The ones that remained there finally decided to climb down, too, noticing that the fun was already over. Donna sighed, sitting up as the last kid climbed off her body. Just then, she felt a weak tug on her pink bikini bottom.

“Huh?”, Donna said, looking down. The tiny couple was still there, tugging at her swim suit.

“What do you think you're doing?!”, shouted the woman, speaking with a very thick Mexican accent. “Playing with young children. Why don't you find someone your own age?”

“Excuse me!”, Donna said, offended. “I was just building my sand castle when they came to play. So I just played along. I wasn't doing anything to them. Just innocent fun!”

“Well, maybe, but still, that's not appropriate.”, the tiny man said. “Just go find someone your own age to play with, understood?”

Donna was really furious. She had just given the kids a moment of good fun. She definitely didn't deserve the kind of treatment those two were giving her. However, as much as she wanted to teach them a lesson, she decided to be the bigger person there (literally!) and let it go. There were many other ways to have fun at the resort, and she didn't want to keep arguing with them.

She placed her hands at each side of her body to push herself back onto her feet. This startled the tiny couple next to her, much to her amusement. As she stood back to full height, the two tinies couldn't help but feel quite intimidated by the sheer height of the young American. Even her ankles towered over them, and they had to crane their necks up to be able to see her face.

Smiling, the blonde giantess then turned to her side to be able to see them better. The tiny couple stood now right between her massive feet. Even as adults, they looked adorably tiny compared to her. Just to emphasize it, she crouched closer to them, her shadow engulfing them both completely. As small as they were, Donna could easily notice that they were very nervous and even afraid of her. She simply rested her hands on her knees and leaned even closer.

“So...what was that, again?”, she asked them, grinning.

“J...just...ummm...”, the tiny woman said, her legs shaking. “Y...you know...ummm...”

“Yes?”, asked Donna, amused.

“Y...you know!”, shouted the tiny man. “Ugh, let's go!”, he grabbed his wife's hand and both walked away, as if in a hurry.

Donna chuckled a little, seeing the tiny couple scurry away from her. Linda was right, being in a smaller size-zone was fun enough. However, she needed to find something else to do, now that the balloon war was over. Fortunately for her, the answer didn't take long to come. Just a few feet from her (her scale), a bunch of tourists were playing with a slipping slide. As fun as that looked, she couldn't even hope to play with it. At such a small size, the most it could do was cause her to slip and lose her balance, falling on her rear and possibly landing on some tinies. No one wanted that!

Remembering she could always go get stuff her scale in her own size-zone, she quickly headed there, managing to borrow a piece of plastic sheeting from the hotel's staff. After finding enough room to put it on the tiny beach, she proceeded to cover it with water and a little soap, using her enormous bucket. When she thought the slide was slippery enough, she placed her bucket down and took a running start.

As Donna ran towards the home-made, gigantic slipping slide, the whole area shook a little bit with each of her steps. To the tinies, she moved at blinding speed, and everyone turned to see what the Hell she was running for. A couple of seconds later, she dove onto the slippery slide, belly first, and started sliding across its surface.

At first she smiled and even laughed a little, being the first time in years that she got to play with a slipping slide. However, after a few more seconds, she realized she had made a terrible miscalculation. She was sliding closer and closer to the end of the slide, and she didn't seem to be stopping or even slowing down. She had either made the slide too slippery, or she had taken too much running start, but either way, it was bad.

“Get out of the way!”, she shouted. “Quickly!”

The tiny tourists immediately started to panic and scatter in all directions, trying their best to get out of the way as fast as possible. Tables were flipped over, people pushing each other, desperately trying to leave the area. Donna, meanwhile, watched the tinies get closer and closer as she approached them. Closing her eyes, she prepared herself for the impact and hoped for the best.

Everything happened very fast, although that didn't make it any less of a chaos. Donna's gargantuan body whiped out everything on its path. People, tables, chairs, umbrellas, and everything else around was brushed aside as if it was nothing. The giant American's arms, hands, legs, feet, hips and torso were too big and too heavy; that, combined with their speed, proved to be a recipee for disaster.

Eventually, she finally stopped sliding. All the people and objects that her body had just bulldozed were now either piled up right next to her limbs, or stuck under a mountain of flesh. As heavy as Donna was to them, the water and soap, combined with the soft sand, cushioned the weight a little. The tinies felt the enormous pressure on their bodies, but luckily, aside from a few bruises and scratches, no one was seriously injured.

As embarrassed as someone can possibly be, Donna very slowly stood back up to her feet. Most of the tiny people and objects were still on the beach, right were her body had been moments before. However, a good number of them were actually stuck to different parts of her body, the mix of sea water, sand, soap and sweat held them stuck to the giant blondie's skin.

Noticing them, she blushed even harder, immediately reaching down for the tinies and super carefully, one by one, pinching their tiny bodies between her index and thumb, slowly peeling them off her skin and placing them back on solid ground. Having tinies stuck to her belly, knees, arms, calves, etc. was already bad enough. However, some were stuck to her thighs, pretty close to her crotch, her butt, and even her breasts! She picked those first, not wanting them stuck to such private areas a second longer.

“I'm so, so sorry!”, she said, crouching, once every single tiny was back on the sand. “I swear it was all an accident! Please don't be mad.”

The bunch of tourists by her feet, clearly very angry, started tossing random objects at her feet and ankles while shouting “¡Fuera, fuera!” Donna didn't understand that word, but she knew it couldn't be good, considering that she was being pelted by diminutive projectiles. She used both hands to block the tinies' attacks. She could barely feel the tossed objects as they hit her palms, but she still wasn't happy.

“Fuera means out!”, shouted a tiny man. “So why don't you do us all a favor and just leave?!”

Donna couldn't hold it anymore. Never before had so many people been so mad at her at the same time. She wasn't used to this kind of behaviour against her, and she started to shed a few tears. It had just been an accident, and she couldn't understand why they were being so mean. Not wanting to be in that spot anymore, she stood back to full height.

“OK, fine!”, she said, sobbing. “I'll go! But you're super mean, you know that? I...I...I'm gonna...”

The ones who could speak English stopped yelling, nervously. What was she gonna do? Step on them? Kick them? Something worse? They started to realize that upsetting someone so big probably wasn't the best idea. But it was too late now. They could only wait.

“I'm gonna cry!”, she said, and started crying, tears rolling down her cheeks, and some even reaching the ground, hitting a few random tinies by her feet.

Donna then stepped right over the whole crowd, causing more than one of them to yelp, terrified, thinking for a moment that maybe she had decided to squish them all underfoot. Relieved that it wasn't the case, they all turned to see where she was heading to. Her feet shook the ground even harder, knocking some tourists off their feet.

As she was about to leave the area, she noticed a swimming pool right next to her. A handful of tiny tourists were swimming there. In a very childish tantrum, and without really thinking, she made sure that no tiny was in the center of the pool and jumped inside. As soon as the soles of her gigantic feet touched the water, a huge wave of water started to spread in all directions. Her weight, along with the jump, packed a considerable power, which was more than enough to almost empty the whole thing.

The tinies inside the pool were flung out of it in a second, while the ones nearby were washed away by the “tsunami” created by the colossal American. Donna's feet now rested on the empty pool, taking most of the space inside. Half proud, half ashamed of what she had just done, she broke into tears again and quickly ran out of there, almost stamping on a few tourists as she made her way out of the area.

Dealing with Locals (Part 3)

Chloe walked into their hotel room and was immediately surprised to see her tall friend, Donna, sitting on the bed, crying. She quickly walked towards the bed and sat next to the blonde girl.

“Hey, sweetie...”, Chloe said, giving Donna a hug. “What's wrong?”

“N...nothing...”, Donna answered. “Why are you even here?”

“Well, I needed to pee. It's not as easy to do it unnoticed when the pool is the size of a bath tub, hehe.”

“I see...”, said Donna, actually chuckling a little.

“But don't change the subject! Why are you crying?”

“They were mean to me...”

“Who were?”

“The tiny Mexicans at the beach.”

“Why? What did they do to you?”

“They told me mean things and told me to leave, and even tossed a few things at me.”, Donna sobbed a little as she said that.

“What?!”, said Chloe, standing up from the bed. “OK, that's it! No one does that to my friend! I'm so going back there and I'm going to teach them all a lesson!” She stamped her foot against the floor.

“No, no, please don't hurt anyone.”, said Donna, knowing her friend too well.

“But they hurt you before.”

“Yes, but please...it's OK. Just don't hurt them.”

“OK, OK, fine.”, Chloe said, heading towards the bathroom. “Give me a sec. I still need to pee.”

As the petite brunette walked into the bathroom and closed the door, Donna started picturing Chloe at the beach, acting like Godzilla while the tiny tourists scattered and screamed by her feet. Even if she was only 5'1'' in the USA, in Mexico, Chloe was a colossal giantess! That's what worried the 5'9'' blondie the most. She didn't want her friend to cause a mess, and much less because of her.

“So...”, said Chloe when she walked out of the bathroom. “Let's get this over with.”

“No, wait! I don't want you to do this, really.”

“OK, OK, fine...”, said Chloe, sighing. “But you can't stay here. We're going back.”

“But...”

“No buts. I'm taking you there, and you're going to completely ignore them. You came to the beach to have fun, and you shouldn't pay attention to a bunch of rude insects.”

“Chloe! Don't call them that!”

“You're so adorable, Donna.”, said Chloe, hugging her taller friend. “OK, fine. But you need to learn how to ignore people who just want to hurt you.”

“But how? It just really upsets me when someone says or does bad things to me.”

“Well, being so big compared to them has its perks. Come with me. I'll show you how to ignore rude people and jerks.”

Chloe grabbed Donna's hand and took her back to the tiny beach. As soon as both giantesses stepped inside, most of the people started mumbling or sighing, immediately recognizing the tall, blonde girl. Noticing this, the pixie-haired girl decided to take the attention off her friend and direct it to herself.

Without hesitating, Chloe took off her red bikini top, revealing her breasts to everyone who dared to stare. It worked like a charm; no one in the entire beach was looking at Donna anymore. Holding a small beach bag in her right hand and her bikini top in her left one, she started walking across the resort area. All eyes were on her, specifically on her chest. Men were mesmerized by the sheer size of the gigantic breasts, while most women seemed to be extremely annoyed, angry, and even a little jealous.

Chloe didn't even look down as she walked, sending a few tinies scurrying to avoid being kicked or stepped on. Donna watched in awe as her shorter friend simply strolled through the place without a care in the world. The tall blondie then started following her, although she actually watched her step. She didn't want any more troubles like the ones she previously had.

As soon as the petite brunette reached the sand, she kicked off her flip-flops and sat down. These two actions proved to be not so harmless to the tinies around. Even though her feet were not even close to be considered big in the USA, her flip flops were enormous to the tiny tourists, and as she flicked her feet, the two gigantic shoes flew across the beach, knocking some people and objects down as they landed dangerously close to them.

Sitting down was no less chaotic. As her massive butt lowered itself towards the sand, a bunch of tourists stared up, terrified, and ran away from it, trying to make enough room for it to land. However, one tiny woman stayed, trying to gather her stuff before the giant American flattened them. Of course, she wasn't fast enough, and a moment later, a titanic butt cheek landed right there, pinning her down completely under a mountain of flesh. Her body was tightly held in place between the huge butt cheek and the sand underneath. Not even minding this, Chloe just lied down on her back, taking some sun. Donna, not seeing the tiny woman scene, walked towards the spot and sat down next to her petite friend.

“That was amazing!”, said Donna, excited. “The way you just walked past them, not even looking down. You're such a badass!”

“What?”, asked Chloe, laughing, as she put her sunglasses on. “Badass? That was nothing! I was just walking.”

“Well, yeah, but...you know...I mean, they even moved aside to let you pass. Like some sort of queen!”

“I was just walking. You could do that too if you simply had more confidence.”

“I know, I know, but...”

Donna stopped talking, distracted by a teeny tiny woman walking right between the two of them. The diminutive tourist then stood right next to Chloe's bottom and started punching and kicking it. Feeling the tickles, Chloe sat up and looked down, raising an eyebrow, as she watched the insignificant girl attack her butt.

“Excuse me?”, Chloe asked, lifting her sunglasses a little over her eyes to get a better look. “What do you think you're doing?”

“You stupid bitch!”, the tiny yelled. “You sat on my sister! Get off her!”

“Stupid bitch?!”, asked Chloe, angrily, and lifted her fist, as if about to pound the tiny woman to the ground. “Who are you calling a stupid bitch?!”

“Wait, no!”, said Donna, holding Chloe's wrist tightly, stopping her from moving it. “Did you really sat on her sister?”

“How should I know?”, answered Chloe, trying in vain to release her wrist from her friend's grip. “I wasn't even looking.”

“Well, stand up!”, commanded Donna. “Let's see.”

“What? No!”, said Chloe, angrily. “I'm not standing up just because some random bug wants me to.”

“Bug?!”, the tiny Mexican started attacking again, even though her diminutive muscles seemed to be totally harmless against the titanic American.

“OK, that's it!”, said Donna, standing up and pulling her smaller friend off the ground. Chloe tried to resist, but the blondie was clearly much stronger. As soon as both were standing on their feet, the tiny woman, now standing right next to Donna's foot, started yelling like crazy.

“¡Ay, Dios mío! ¡Hermana!”, she yelled. “That's my sister there!”

Donna immediately looked down at Chloe's butt. Stuck to her butt cheek was a very small girl; she didn't look hurt, but the blonde giantess was still very worried. She carefully peeled her diminutive body off her friend's skin and placed her down next to her sister. Both tinies then started yelling curses in Spanish and English at the shorter giant.

“Calm down, please!”, said Donna. “It was just an accident. She's really sorry.”

“What?”, said Chloe, crossing her arms. “No, I'm not.”

“Yes you are!”, said Donna, angrily. “Say your sorry.”

“Pff...no way...”

“I mean it...”, said Donna, grabbing Chloe's bikini bottom with her hand and pulling it a little, as if threatening to start a wedgie.

“Ow, ow, ow!”, said Chloe. “OK, OK, fine! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Just stop it!”

Not really accepting the apology, but knowing that it was the most they could get from the giantess, the two sisters decided to quickly go gather their stuff, which was previously under the huge butt, and get out of there. Most of their things were flattened, but they took them, anyway. Just before they left, one of the sisters kicked the side of Chloe's foot with all her might. This actually resulted on hurting the Mexican offender much more than the American brunette, who barely even felt the puny hit.

“My, my!”, said Chloe, lying down on her back once the two tiny women left. “You have more confidence than I thought!”

“Sorry, sorry!”, said Donna, sitting down. “I didn't mean to be so rough with you!”

“Oh, not at all! Actually, you should be like that more often!”

“You think?”, asked Donna, blushing, as she slowly lied down on her back, too.

“I do! If you did, none of those tiny bullies would have insulted you.”

“I...I don't know.”

“It's OK. We'll work on that. But you have potential. There's a lioness hiding inside this unicorn pony facade of yours, and I'm so releasing her!”, said Chloe, putting her sunglasses back on and closing her eyes.

Both girls then drifted off to sleep, taking a little bit of sun as they did. Chloe was certainly convinced that she could unleash the tough Donna inside her friend, but she still wasn't sure how to trigger it. She eventually did, though, but more on that later...

***

Chloe woke up after a little while, sitting up and looking down at her friend. Donna was still sleeping like a log, so she decided to let her rest a little longer and slowly stood up, trying not to wake her up as she did. She was about to go explore the area a little more when she noticed a tiny man, right by her feet, fast asleep. Grinning, she decided to play a prank on both sleepers.

As carefully as she could, and praying that he wouldn't wake up, she slowly slipped her hand under his tiny body, taking a little sand with her as she lifted him. She gave a quick look at him: still asleep. She then just as carefully placed the tiny guy on her friend's bare belly. Both of them moved a little and even growled as she did, but fortunately, they were still sleeping.

Chloe then grinned widely, imagining the look on their faces when they woke up; not to mention the nice, tan silouette on Donna's belly, shaped like a teeny, tiny man, as the sun's rays completely missed the area where the man was lying. Mission accomplished, Chloe picked up her beach bag and tiptoed away from the crime scene, trying not to laugh.

Having taken just a couple of steps away, she spotted Donna's bucket, abandoned right in the middle of the beach. Curious, she walked towards it and peeked inside. Expecting to find a bunch of tiny captives, she was disappointed to realize they were just water balloons.

“You're such a kid, Donna...”, she said to herself, picking up one of them.

As she inspected the water balloon, wondering what to do with it, she felt a very familiar ticke, this time against her bare heel. Turning her head back and looking down, she saw a tiny couple, about middle age, slapping her foot angrily. Sighing, she turned around and bent over to see them a little better.

“Yes...?”, she asked. “How can I help you?”

“This is a family place!”, shouted the woman. “There are kids around! Would you please cover up?!”

“What?”, asked Chloe, but she immediately remembered that her bikini top was still inside her bag. “Oh, these...?”

“Yes!”, continued the tiny woman. “Don't you have self respect? You look like a whore!”

“Is that so...?”

Chloe then got down on hands and knees and started to lower her body towards the tiny couple; her gigantic breasts getting dangerously closer and closer to them, as they backed away from the two mountains of flesh. Seeing this, the giant brunette started laughing out loud, stopping her descending movement, just as her boobs were about to touch the scared couple. The man did his best not to make it too evident that her was staring right at the massive chest, but his wife was no fool.

“Hey!”, she said, covering his husband's eyes with her hand. “Don't look at them!”

“Awww...”, said Chloe, amused. “Is someone jealous?”

“Jealous?!”, shouted the woman. “Why would I be jealous?”

“Well, because you can't fill these.”, she said, picking up her bikini top from her bag and dropping it next to the couple.

“You're such a disrespectful young girl!”, said the woman, now very angry. “I'd really love to have a talk with your mother and tell her the kind of whore she's raised! Maybe she's one, too!”

“If you told that to my mom, she'd probably stamp on you right there and then, so I advice you not to.”

“Whatever!”, yelled the woman, still covering her husband's eyes. “Just cover them up!”

“Hmmm...but if I do, then we'll never find out if you can fill my top or not. Let's give it a try!”

Right after saying that, and without even warning, Chloe started swinging her breasts from one side to the other, in a motion that closely resembled that of a wrecking ball. The tiny woman stared up, terrified, while her husband simply stood there, unable to see what was going on.

“One...two...three!”

At the count of three, Chloe flailed her breasts towards the tiny couple. Her left boobie was big and heavy enough to hit them both at once, sending them flying right onto the red bikini top. The impact left them both seeing stars for a few seconds, lying on the vast, red surface. Chloe couldn't help but burst into laughter at the whole scene. One of her boobies alone packed more power than two full grown adults. Being a shortie in America, it felt really good to be the big and strong one for a change.

Standing back onto her feet, she accidentally hit her bag with her elbow, toppling it and spilling its entire contents on the resort. Most of the stuff was harmless, but a gigantic dildo was activated by the fall and started vibrating furiously. The tiny tourists around tried to back away from it, as its vibrating motion casued it to move in random directions, turning tables over and even knocking a few tourists off their feet.

Chloe couldn't take it anymore and fell on her bottom, laughing as hard and loud as she had ever done before. A few tears were even shed from her eyes as she watched her dildo rampaging all over the resort while the Mexican tourists did their best to avoid it. Even the security guards were too tiny and weak to stop it, as they tried in vain to get close to it and somehow turn it off.

After a few minutes, Chloe started to get bored, especially since most people were a good distance away from the vibrating object, so it was no longer doing anything funny. She stood up and walked towards it, casually reaching down and picking it up, turning it off with ease. Her hand alone was big and strong enough to hold it tightly as it vibrated, something that not even 4 security guards together had managed to do.

“If any of you girls wants to use it, just let me know.”, she said, laughing, as she looked down at the terrified crowd, waving down at them as she walked back to her bag.

Chloe dropped the dildo inside her bag, along with the rest of her stuff. However, when she was about to put her bikini top in there, she noticed that the tiny couple was still on it, as if petrified. Smiling, she put her hands on her hips, looking down at both of them.

“Confy, isn't it?”, she said, “Sorry, but I have to take it with me. Plus, you little lady lack the attributes to pull it off, anyway, so there's no point in embarrassing yourself, hehehe.”

She giant American was about to just brush the couple aside and pick up her top, but she suddenly had a better idea. She reached inside Donna's bucket and picked up a big, fat, yellow water balloon. She then looked at the two tinies, who were holding each other tightly, clearly very mad at her, but also scared. “I hope you two can swim!”, she said just before tossing the projectile at the tiny couple. The enormous balloon landed right where they stood, sending both of them flying with a huge splash in opposite directions.

“This is so much fun!”, Chloe said, picking up her bikini top and putting it back on. “Linda is a genius! It was the best idea ever to come to a tiny-sized resort! Let's see what else I can do around here...”

Wet T-shirt contest (Part 1)

Linda woke up after a little while, still lying on her belly. A good nap was exactly what she needed, and now she was ready to have more fun at the beach. Rubbing her eyes and yawning, she placed both hands on the sand and pushed herself up. As she raised, though, the back of her bikini top got entangled  with a nearby pole. Her get up motion pulled the top off her body, so she stood there, completely topless, in the middle of the resort.

Noticing this, she immediately covered her breasts with her hands and arms, yelping. Her bikini top, being USA themed, waved proudly on the pole, resembling the American flag. Linda suddenly heard a laughter down by her feet. Looking down, she saw the yellow-bikini girl standing by her foot, gazing up at her waving top.

“Everyone salute the USA flag!”, she said, chuckling, as she held her hand against her heart.

“Shut up!”, said Linda. “You'll get everyone's attention if you speak so loud! And don't make fun of my flag!”

“Oh, you're afraid everyone will notice?”, the tiny girl asked, grinning. “Very well, then...”

The yellow bikini girl took off running, heading towards the most crowded areas while shouting: “Hey, everyone! Want to see a topless American? She's right there!” The people at the beach obviously turned to look at Linda, who was not covering herself anymore, as her hands were too busy trying to untie her top from the pole.

“How the Hell did this thing get so entangled?”

As tourists started to gather around her, she stopped trying to get her bikini top back and covered herself again. Being mostly men, the tinies started whistling and cheering, even asking her to take off the lower half of her swim suit. She was both angry and embarrassed, but she wasn't sure of what to do. She couldn't use her hands while the tinies were around, so she decided to get rid of them first.

“Shoo, shoo! Go away!”

Linda used both her feet to try and sweep the tiny men away. The sides of her feet were big and strong enough to brush them aside easily. However, as soon as she aimed for others, the swept away ones stood back up and got closer again. It was clearly a poor strategy, and she was already getting quite annoyed.

Angrily, she started to stamp her feet. The impact of her bare soles against the sand was powerful enough to knock everyone down, which, of course, scared the shit out of them. But as soon as they started to realize that she wasn't trying to step on them, but simply shoo them away, they started to gather around her again.

Having no other choice, she decided to use one arm to cover both breasts and her free hand to try and release her top as soon as possible. But, of course, using only one hand made it much harder to succeed, and no matter how hard she tried, it seemed that her bikini top was purposely hugging the pole, refusing to let go.

Sighing, and seeing no other way, she took a deep breath and decided to use both hands. Knowing that her boobs would be exposed while she worked on the knot, she tried desperately to undo it as fast as possible, her hands shaking a little as she did. But the worst was yet to come.

“Hey, everyone!”, shouted the yellow bikini girl. “Cameras out! You might not have a chance like this ever again!”

Being too mesmerized by the gigantic boobies, most guys hadn't thought about filming or taking pictures. However, after the girl's shout, dozens of flashes started appearing among the crowd, and many of them were even recording the massive breasts with their cellphones, as the American giantess  flashed everyone around.

Trying to ignore them, Linda blushed more and more, doing her best to get her top back once and for all. After a little longer, she finally managed to do so and immediately put it on again. The tiny men by her feet jeered up at her, wanting to see her bare chest again. As angry as she was at them, she ignored them, too busy looking for the yellow bikini girl who started it all.

After looking around for a minute, she decided to stop. The girl was nowhere to be seen. She probably left while Linda started putting the top back on, knowing that she'd obviously be furious after how she gathered a crowd around her feet. Sighing, she sat down, watching the tiny guys leave the area, knowing that the show was already over.

“Errr...hello?”, Linda heard a voice down by her leg.

“Huh?”, she asked, seeing a couple of guys next to her thigh. “No, I'm not taking off my top again. Leave me alone.”

“No, no, it's not that.”, one of the guys said. “We just wanted to invite you to the Wet T-Shirt contest about to take place right over there.” He pointed at a crowd gathering nearby.

“Is that so? And why do you want me there?”

“Well...”, the guy blushed. “Considering what we just witnessed, we think you'd have a very good chance of winning.”

“Oh, I see.”, she said, blushing too. “No, no, no. No way. I'm not doing this, especially not after what just happened!”

“I see.”, the guy said, ashamed of even asking her that. “I understand. Sorry to bother you.”

Just as the two guys turned around and started walking away, she noticed something that made her eyes glow. The yellow bikini girl was standing right in the middle of the Wet T-Shirt area. Not only was her swim suit easy to notice, but she also towered over the rest of the tinies there, both boys and girls. From what she could see at the distance, she could tell that this girl had much larger boobs than the rest, and her body in general was much more impressive. Seeing the perfect opportunity to get back at her, she reached down and blocked the two guys’ path with her hand.

“Wait!”, she said. “I’m in. Just tell them to wait while I go get a T-shirt, please.”

Both guys nodded and grinned, obviously very excited. Linda then got back on her feet and hurried towards her hotel room, looking for a good T-shirt to wear. She picked a white one, knowing that it'd show off her attributes better once it was wet. She took her bikini top off and put the T-shirt in its place. Already picturing her tiny rivals' faces when they saw her coming, she clapped a couple of times and walked back towards the tiny resort area.

She easily found the gathered crowd at the beach and stepped closer. Everyone there stared up at her, mouth wide open. It seemed like the two guys didn't tell them who the last participant was. The people in the crowd, mostly men, seemed pretty excited about this new contestant, all of them recognizing her from the recent event. The women in the middle of the crowd, on the other hand, were clearly nervous, wondering how they were supposed to compete against someone whose breasts were larger than their bodies. The yellow bikini one, more than nervous, was very angry, not expecting to see her there.

Stepping over the crowd, which circled around the girls, Linda made her way into the middle. The participants stood in a line, shoulder to shoulder. Wanting to be in the middle, the giant American used the toes of her right foot to push the others aside, making enough room for her. The tiny women were easily brushed by the enormous foot until there were two lines with a large space between them.

Linda then carefully placed both feet there, standing right between the two lines and even serving as a link between them. The tiny girls stared up, craning their necks as much as they could to be able to see the newcomer's face. The two girls next to her feet were clearly the most nervous ones, being so close to a foot big enough to flatten a bus.

Standing like that, side by side, made the height difference even more evident. None of the tiny girls, not even the yellow bikini one, was tall enough to even reach the giant girl's ankle. Not even if they jumped. This display of sheer size was already giving Linda a few points, as the 3 judges were introduced. They sat on chairs right infront of the girls, all wearing sunglasses.

“Very well”, said the guy in the middle. “Now that you're all here, let the contest begin!”

“You know the first step, girls.”, said the guy at his right. “Hoses!”

The crowd cheered as a handful of guys, armed with pressure hoses, started drenching the girls in the line. Taken by surprise, they closed their eyes and screamed, some of them even trying in vain to block the water with their hands from hitting them so hard. The hoses, of course, weren't nearly powerful enough to reach Linda's T-Shirt, and while all her rivals were now completely soaked, she was completely dry, except for her feet and ankles.

“Well...it seems we have a problem here.”, said the middle judge. “Could you maybe go to your room and use your shower or something?”

“I actually have a better and faster idea.”, said Linda, smiling. “Just wait a second.”

Linda jumped over the crowd, causing more than one guy to scream as her massive body leaped right above their faces. She then headed right towards the sea, swinging her arms in a very girly way as she hurried, not wanting to be disqualified for making them wait too long. The guys in the crowd stared at her gigantic buttocks, barely covered by her bikini bottom, as she only put on a T-Shirt, not thinking she'd need anything else.

As soon as she stepped into the water, her feet caused a few waves, bigger than the ones created by the wind. Watching every single step, not wanting to drown anyone, she kept walking farther and farther from the beach. The water level at the area where the tiny tourists were swimming barely even reached her ankles, so she kept going deeper and deeper, even stepping over the red buoys.

The water level soon reached her shins, knees and thighs. She could probably just crouch and try to wet her T-shirt, but she decided to wade a little further. This was a good opportunity for her to get a few more points before the actual contest even started.

Linda continued wading for a little bit, and the water soon raised to her belly, chest, and even shoulders. She started to worry a little, not wanting to accidentally step on a dolphin, or be bitten by a sardine-sized shark. Fortunately, that didn't happen. If there was any of them around, they were probably too scared of such a colossal mammal slowly making its way across the ocean.

She finally stopped, once her head and the top of her shoulders were the only visible parts of her body. Turning back, she realized that the beach was really far from her, so she decided to head back. A few ships blocked her way, though. Grinning, she looked down at their crews and waved down at them.

“Sorry, boys, but I'm in a hurry.”, she said, and reached down for them.

The tiny sailors screamed as the gigantic hand got closer to the ships. However, they sighed in relief as they realized that she was simply pushing them aside, and even being careful enough not to capsize them.

It took longer than Linda could wait, so she decided to simply dive and pass right under them. Taking a deep breath, she dove into the water, disappearing from sight. The sailors quickly ran towards the deck's edge, looking down right into the sea. They all gasped as they could see the American giantess swimming right underneath them. Her body was many times larger than all the ships, so they hoped she wouldn't run out of breath and have to come out right where they were, which would most likely end up with all of them flipped into the water.

Fortunately, it wasn't the case, as she moved pretty fast for someone so large. Her legs and arms movement, though, caused a few gigantic ripples around them as she swam, causing the ships to rock violently, almost flinging some sailors off the deck. Everyone in the beach wondered where she was, or what she was doing. More than one of the girls silently hoped that she'd be disqualified for taking so long, but the judges didn't seem to want her off the competition.

Linda kept swimming until the water got so shallow that she could no longer keep going without hitting the sand. Not wanting to accidentally bump against other swimmers, she decided to get out right there. Doing it slowly, to look more dramatic, she stood out from the water, completely oblivious of the tiny man on his jet ski riding right where she decided to stop.

Luckily, she wasn't raising fast at all, so the guy somehow managed to ski down her back with his wave runner. As her body straightened out, he sped up, riding across her mountainous butt cheeks, ramping down the back of her powerful thigh, and finally sliding off her calf and onto the water, without even falling from his vehicle.

The whole stunt caused everyone around to shout and clap, having a hard time believing their eyes. Linda, unaware of the whole scene, thought that all the shouts and claps were because of her, so she smiled widely and walked out of the water.

Still moving in slow-motion, trying to look as sexy as possible, she took one step forwards, stamping her foot a little on the sand to cause a bigger impression. The water dripping from her body seemed like whole streams to the tiny people by her feet, who did their best to avoid both the water and her feet.

Each step she took not only shook the ground, but also left a huge footprint right where her foot had just been. The enormous holes, partially filled with the water sliding down her legs, appeared to be either gigantic bath tubs or small swimming pools to everyone close enough to them. A few kids even rushed towards them and jumped inside, splashing around.

Noticing that everyone in the crowd had their eyes fixed on her, she swung her super wide hips (to the tinies), knowing she already had the judges eating from the palm of her hand. Getting close to the Wet T-shirt contest area, she decided to shake her head, causing her black hair to flail from one side to the other, causing thousands of diminutive drops to fly towards the tinies by her feet, seeming like a small and brief rain.

Every single male in the whole resort was absolutely enthralled by the foreign giantess. Her sheer size, along with her sexy moves, were just too much for them. The women, on the other hand, were super red, both of anger and also jealousy, hoping that she'd just go back to her own country and leave them alone.

Stepping back into the circle, Linda took her former place in the middle of the line. There was still some water dripping down her body, landing on the girls standing at each side of her feet. To them, it was as if someone had poured a bucket full of water right on their bodies. Noticing this, Linda simply covered her mouth with her hand and tried to muffle her giggle.

“O...OK...”, one of the judges said when he managed to snap out from Linda's previous performance. “Let's see what you girls got! Remember, don't stop showing off, because if we decide you're not sexy enough, we'll pat your shoulder, meaning you're out. So do your best!”

“Wait!”, said the yellow bikini girl. “How will you touch HER shoulder when she loses?”

“Oh, yeah, that...”, the judge said, not even considering eliminating her. “We’ll just pat her big toe.”

“Very well...”, said the tall girl, not seeming happy.

“Good.”, continued the judge. “Then, if there's no other questions, we should proceed to start this contest. How will it go? Who will win? Will our 3 times champion, Bianca González, today wearing an amazing yellow bikini, be able to successfully defend her crown? Will one of the challengers take it from her? Will the crown stay in Mexico, or go to the USA? Only one way to find out! Guys in the crowd, cheer for your favorite and may the best wet T-shirt win!”

“So, Bianca, is it?”, Linda thought to herself. “And 3 times champion. This is gonna be so sweet!”

Wet T-shirt contest (Part 2)

The bunch of girls by Linda's feet started to move and dance, trying to look as sexy as possible. Not wanting to stay behind, the giantess did so too. She used both hands to rub different parts of her body, even spanking herself a couple of times. Not having a lot of room to move, she did her best to keep her feet were they were. However, every now and then she'd accidentally shift her foot a little and bump it against one of her rivals, knocking them down.

“Whoa, hey!”, the knocked tinies would say. “That's cheating!”

“Sorry, sorry! It was an accident!”, Linda apologized.

“Judges!”, one of the girls said. “Shouldn't she be disqualified?”

“Well, the rules don't forbid any kind of physical contact.”, answered the judge. “I guess they don't want to discard any possibility of a cat fight, hehehe.”

“Are you freaking kidding me?”, asked the girl, angrily.

Grinning, and having the judges’ “blessing”, Linda reached down and, using her index finger, she swept the tiny girl's legs, causing her to fall on her back. Seeing this, and knowing that the giant American had green light to interact with them, the rest of the girls tried to stay as far from her as possible, and even their dancing moves turned a little clumsy and nervous.

Linda kept moving, now being a little less careful. She stamped her feet against the ground as she danced, shaking her breasts and buttocks as she did. The continous tremors caused by the giant American's dance made it very difficult for the tiny girls to even stay standing for more than a few seconds, which got most of them eliminated from the competition.

After a few rounds, most girls were already out of the contest. Only two remained: the three times champion, Bianca, and the colossal foreign challenger, Linda. The two did their best to impress the judges. The tiny girl did surprisingly well holding her ground, considering the size of her rival. She even straddled one of the judges, pretty much giving him a lap dance. This worked out very well, since she avoided Linda's attacks (who didn't want to risk accidentally knocking down a judge), but also gave this one judge a close up to her cleavage. From such a close distance, her breasts looked as big as Linda's.

“May I have your attention, please!”, said one of the judges. “The contest has reached its final round. Each of the two finalists is allowed one last display of sexiness. A chance to conclude their performance the best way possible. After that, we'll declare the winner. The current champion gets to do it first. Bianca, the stage is all yours!”

Bianca then proceeded to show off every single quality she had. Using her height, impressive body and athletic skills, she gave quite a show to everyone around. Even Linda was quite surprised by the yellow bikini girl's abilities, hoping her gigantic size could compensate for her lack of such impressive capabilities. About half of the guys in the crowd were cheering: “¡Bianca, Bianca!”, supporting their favorite competitor, plus, trying to stop an American from winning a Mexican sexiness contest.

Linda's turn came right after Bianca was done. Loud clapping could be heard as the tall girl walked aside, leaving most of the stage to her enormous rival. The giantess didn't know what to do. Her performance options weren't nearly as good as Bianca's, and her only weapon, her size, had already been used throughout the entire contest. She needed to do something to impress the judges and somehow best Bianca.

Suddenly, an idea came to her mind. It was pretty risky, and she wasn't sure how the judges would react, but if it worked, it'd pretty much guarantee her victory. Taking a deep breath and looking down, she started to get down on hands and knees. Everyone stared up at her, wondering what she had in mind. As she lowered her body more and more, she started to stretch her legs, bulldozing a handful of tinies behind her with the soles of her feet.

As her thighs reached the sand, she started flexing her arms, allowing her to slowly lower her torso towards the sand. The judges were really close to the spot she was approaching to, but still safe. Bianca, however, wasn't so lucky, as she was standing right under Linda's massive body. The tiny girl tried to back away, but the American giantess had other plans.

Speeding up a little, Linda lowered her breasts to the sand, aiming right at Bianca. The tiny girl, realizing she couldn't possibly outrun her oversized rival, raised her arms, trying in vain to push back against Linda's cleavage. Her teeny, tiny hands sank into the twin mountains of flesh, moments before her body was completely engulfed by them.

Seeing Bianca completely disappear under the gargantuan boobies, the crowd stood silent for a moment, but then started to roar. Everyone was now chanting a different word: “¡Gringa, gringa!” Linda remembered reading about that word in her Mexico pamphlet. It was an informal way of calling someone from the USA, so she simply smiled, knowing they were cheering for her.

The judges didn't know what to do at first, wondering if they should allow such behaviour. However, seeing the crowds reaction, they realized that it was probably better for the contest to simply let it be. Standing up from their chairs, they walked towards Linda's face, which was now resting on the sand.

“Ladies and gentlemen!”, one of them announced. “Let me introduce you to the new Wet T-Shirt contest winner...”, he then whispered at Linda. “What's your name?”

“Linda”, she whispered back.

“Linda!”, he continued.

The crowd cheered again, this time chanting her name instead of saying “gringa”. Hearing this, Bianca's rage reached super high levels. Not only had she lost her crown and popularity, but she was also pinned under and enormous pair of boobies, which, to make things worse, belonged to the girl who defeated her! Using all her might, she tried desperately to push the boobs off her and somehow squeeze herself out of there. However, not even all her height and physical strength were match for Linda's titanic proportions, as her overwhelming weight held her down with ease.

One of the judges then took out a golden crown from a bag and held it in front of Linda's face. Smiling widely, the American girl very carefully pinched it between her index and thumb fingertips. The diminutive object was obviously made of plastic, and she didn't want to accidentally flatten it between her fingers. Slowly, she lifted it and placed it right on top of her head. The shiny object was barely visible now, partially hidden by Linda's thick, black hair.

As the crowd started to leave the area, Linda started to feel Bianca's body struggle against her huge breasts. It barely tickled, but it was evident that the yellow bikini girl was furious. Grinning, she slowly placed her hands at her sides and pushed up her body a little, giving her tiny captive enough room and time to escape from her prison. As soon as she was free, Linda got back down to the sand, so that her face was the same level as Bianca's tiny figure.

“So...umm...good match?”, said Linda, obviously taunting the tiny girl.

“You fucking bitch!”, Bianca shouted, enraged and full of anger.

“Oh, come on.”, said Linda, grinning. “Don't be such a bad loser.”

“Bad loser, huh? I'll show you a bad loser!”

Unable to control her temper any longer, Bianca ran towards Linda's face and punched her right in the tip of her nose. The incommensurable size difference turned a hard punch into barely a poke, but the American giantess still didn't appreciate being hit like that. Her first inclination was to punch her back, but that would probably break many of her diminutive bones, and she didn't want that. Even a slap would be more than enough to send the tiny girl flying, and most likely cause her some bruises.

Taking a deep breath, and dismissing all those hostile thoughts, Linda simply raised her hand and carefully slammed it right on Bianca. The poor tiny had no time to react as she suddenly found herself pinned under a wide and powerful palm. Again, she tried in vain to fight back, with the same outcome.

“A little grumpy, aren't we?”, Linda asked, sighing. “And maybe a bit jealous?”

Linda could hear Bianca's muffled voice through her hand, but she couldn't understand it. Curious, she lifted her hand off her rival, letting her get back on her feet. The tiny girl struggled a little to stay on her feet this time, a little dizzy after so much rough treatment.

“You were saying?”, asked Linda, resting her chin on her hands.

“Jealous? Me? Of you?”, asked Bianca, shouting. “Pfff...yeah, right. You wish! Why would I be jealous of you?”

“Well, maybe because my twins are the size of mountains, and yours the size of grapes.”

“Oh, well, proportionally, mine are way bigger!”, replied Bianca.

“Is that so?”, asked Linda, grinning. “Well, let's see what proportion has to say about this!”

Without warning, Linda snatched Bianca from the sand and sat up. She then shoved her into her cleavage, right between her breasts. Before the tiny girl could even try to escape, the giantess held her boobies with her hands, one hand for each boob, and pushed them together, squishing her tiny body tightly between them. Fortunately, her breasts were big and fluffy enough to soften the pressure, but the humiliation was at its full potential.

Once again, Bianca's strength proved to be far from being enough to fight back, as her minuscule arms and legs simply sank into the walls of flesh as she punched and kicked them frantically. After just a few seconds (which seemed like years to Bianca), Linda stopped pressing. As her boobs moved appart, Bianca's tiny body slipped down, sliding all the way down the giant belly, finally landing between Linda's knees.

“OK, that's it!”, said the tiny girl, immediately jumping back onto her feet. “Now you've woken up the beast!”

“Hehe, really?”, asked Linda, chuckling. “What a tiny beast, then!”

“Laugh all you want. I'm so making you pay for all this!”

“Oh, yeah?”, asked Linda, getting back onto her feet. “And what are you gonna do? Tie my shoelaces together, hehehe?”

Bianca stared up, and up, and up. The American girl was truly colossal, and standing right between her feet only made her look even bigger. She finally accepted the fact that she was no match for her. At least, not in physical confrontation. She had to find a different way to even the score, but she didn't know how.

“That's what I thought”, said Linda, as Bianca simply stared up at her, quietly. “Well, if you'll excuse me, I have better things to do than teaching a mouse-girl a couple of lessons about size and strength. See you around!”

And with that, Linda took off, not before “accidentally” bumping Bianca's tiny body with her heel as she took her first step, knocking her down and sending her rolling a few feet on the sand. The yellow bikini girl could simply watch the American giantess walk away, shaking the ground a little with each step. She clenched her fists tightly, her face as red as a tomato, getting once more back to her feet.

“This so isn't over, you gringa...”, said Bianca to herself.

And it was, in fact, not even close to be over. Both Linda and Bianca were meant to clash a few more times, and none of them were going to like it. But what could a tiny girl possibly do to such a gigantic and powerful adversary? More than you might think, but more on that later...

The Mangrove

Chloe looked over her shoulder as she walked away, watching the tiny couple recover from the giant water balloon she had just tossed at them. Not looking where she was going, she didn't notice the obstacle in front of her and smacked face first against it. Turning her head to look at it, she saw a big, bare back. Before she could even say something, the back's owner turned around. It was a guy!

“Ummm...hello?”, he said, looking down at her.

Chloe stared up at him in awe. He was extremely tall! She barely came up to his chest. She wasn't an amazon herself, but this guy was taller than any American she had ever seen. His shoulders were about twice as broad as hers, and the fact that he was only wearing a pair of blue swim trunks made his body look even more impressive.

“H...hi, hehe.”, she said, nervously. “Sorry about that. I was a little distracted.”

“Oh, don't worry”, he said. “It happens.”

The two of them looked at each other. He was obviously checking her out, but so was she. After a short, awkward silence, he spoke again.

“My name is Janko Jovanovic”, he said. “May I ask your name?”

“Chloe”, she said, smiling. “I couldn't help but notice your accent. Where are you from?”

“Serbia”, he answered. “And you're American, right?”

“Yep”, she said. “Is that so obvious?”

“A little”, he said, and both laughed.

“Do you mind if I call you J.J.?”, she asked. “I might have a little trouble remembering your name.”

“Sure, no worries.”, he said. “So, Chloe, why are you in a smaller size area?”

“I...well...you know”, she said, not knowing how to answer.

“Wanted to feel tall for a change, huh?”, he asked, grinning.

“Hey!”, she said, hands on hips. “Why do you assume I'm not tall already?”

“Well, that blonde friend of yours kind of towers over you, so...”

“Oh, right...”, she said, blushing. “Well, anyway, why are you here, then?”, she asked, trying to change the subject.

“They say there's a very beautiful mangrove near this area. I was just heading there. Would you like to join me?”

“Hmmm...I don't know.”, she said, playing hard. “I just met you. Why should I trust you?”

“Oh, I can be very persuasive”, he answered, grinning.

“Is that so? Well then, show me.”, she said, confident. “Whoa!”

Without warning, J.J. reached for Chloe, grabbing her hips with his large hands and lifting her easily off the sand. He then placed her over his shoulder, as if she was a sack of potatoes. He wrapped his right arm around her bare legs to prevent her from falling.

The petite American, both surprised and embarrassed, dropped her bag and started pounding her fists against J.J.'s back, demanding to be put down. The enormous Serbian simply chuckled and started walking. Chloe's hits were not even close to hurting him, and he knew she did want to go with him, anyway.

As he walked, the combined weight of both giants created powerful tremors with each step he took, leaving a trail of enormous, deep foot prints in the sand, while getting the attention of everyone around. The tiny tourists stared up at them, wondering if they should try and help the American giantess as she struggled against the giant's grasp. However, no one did anything. She kind of seemed to somehow be enjoying it. Plus, it's not like they could actually be of any assistance. Not even all the men in the beach, together, could overpower the petite giantess; much less the massive man!

After just a couple of minutes, the giant couple arrived to the place. The mangrove was pretty big, even to them. There was water everywhere, and just a few patches of ground covered with trees. Dozens of row-boats sailed across the water surface, while a few handfuls of tourists explored the land areas by foot.

“Here we are”, said J.J., finally letting her down.

“I can walk, you know?”, she said, playfully punching his shoulder.

“Well, what do you think?”, he asked.

“My, my!”, she said, looking around. “It sure is beautiful in here.”

“Told you.”, he said, grabbing her hand. “Follow me.”

The two giant tourists made their way across the mangrove. Some trees were crushed under their massive feet, while others were snapped as they were accidentally kicked. J.J. and Chloe kept walking until they found themselves right at the edge of the land. They then sat down right there, flattening dozens of trees under their gargantuan butts as they did. Both giants then soaked their feet into the water as they admired the landscape.

There was a massive body of water right before them, where most of the row-boats were. Chloe noticed  one of those tiny boats passing by right in front of them. Grinning, she started flicking her feet, creating big waves that rocked the small vehicle and almost flipped it over. The tourists in it started to row away desperately, trying to escape from the teasing giantess as fast as possible, while she laughed out loud.

“You're so mean!”, J.J. said, seeing this.

“Oh, come on, I was just having a little fun. No one got hurt.”

The Serbian guy simply sighed, and then picked up a small stone (which would be like a boulder to the locals). He then tossed the stone into the water, causing it to skip a few times on its surface before sinking. He made sure to throw it away from all the boats. The last thing he wanted was to kill someone.

“Wow!”, Chloe said. “That was impressive!”

“Hehe, well thanks.”, he said, blushing.

“Would you teach me?”

“Of course. It's pretty easy, really.”

J.J. then teached Chloe how to skip stones. How to hold the stone in her hand and how to flick her wrist right before throwing it so that it spinned, which helped it to skip more times before sinking. After just a few practice shots, Chloe actually started skipping stones herself.

“I did it!”, she clapped, excited.

“Congratulations!”, he said. “Remember, stones with uneven shapes usually skip better.

The two giants kept skipping stones for a long while, chatting about this and that as they did. Time flew, and before they knew it, they ran out of stones. They looked around to try and find at least a couple more, but without any luck.

Chloe then spotted a tiny guy walking by, somewhat close to them. He was holding a large map that blocked his view. It was evident that he hadn't noticed them yet. Grinning, Chloe watched him walk. He certainly had the size of their throwing stones, and his shape was uneven enough.

J.J. guessed what the American girl was thinking, but before he could stop her, she reached down and wrapped her fingers around the tiny man. By the time he realized what was going on, it was already too late. 5 gigantic fingers were pinning him tightly against an equally big palm, which then lifted him off the ground. His diminutive arms and legs were no match for the powerful hand.

Chloe lifted her hand, swinging her arm forwards and flicking her wrist at the same time as she let her tiny captive go. The tiny man screamed as he spinned out of control. His body skipped on the surface of the water a few times before finally sinking. The giant American clapped, happily, as the man swam away from them.

“It worked!”, she said. “Did you see that?”

“Yeah, I did.”, he answered. “I didn't think you could actually skip a person.”

“Nor did I! You should so try it!”

“I...I don't know.”
“Oh, come on. Man up!”, she said, looking around. “Let me find you someone.”

It took Chloe just a few seconds to find a target. 3 young women were exploring the mangrove by foot, much like the man she had just skipped. They had most likely already noticed the giant couple, but they didn't seem to care about them. Big mistake.

Chloe didn't really mind that she couldn't take these girls by surprise. It's not like they could fend against her, anyway. The American giantess simply reached down with both hands, sweeping the 3 girls together with her palms and pressing them tight enough to hold them. The girls obviously screamed and tried to fight back, but Chloe was way too big and strong for them, and easily picked them up.

J.J. watched in awe at how easily and even casually his petite companion handled these women. Being so much bigger and stronger than her, it was quite amusing to see the petite American as a powerful giantess, easily holding 3 adult women as if they were nothing, shrugging off their strongest punches and kicks.

“Here, take one.”, Chloe said, dropping one of the girls on J.J.'s open palm. “Go on, try it.”

J.J. looked down at the tiny girl in his hand. She was actually quite beautiful. Someone who would have certainly got his attention if she wasn't so small. She also seemed so weak and fragile; it almost made him feel bad about scaring her like that.

“What are you waiting for?”, asked Chloe, impatient. “Throw her!”

He hesitated. Skipping a helpless woman like that was definitely something he never thought of doing. However, Chloe's pressure was too much for him and, without thinking it twice, he carefully tossed her into the water. To both giants' surprise, the girl didn't even skip once, sinking right after touching the water.

“What the Hell was that?”, Chloe asked.

“Sorry, sorry, she just...umm...was shaking too much.”

“Then hold her tighter. You taught me how to do this, remember? Let me show you...”

Chloe then held one girl tightly in her hand and tossed her into the water. The poor woman spun at blinding speed, skipping on the water a few times before sinking. The giantess smiled, proudly, seeing her skip more times than the first man she skipped.

“See? Now, your turn.”, she said, giving him the last woman.

This time, J.J. decided not to look at the girl, to avoid feeling bad again. He simply closed his hand around her and raised his arm. As mean as he knew he was being, he certainly prefered to upset the girl in his hand than the much larger one sitting next to him.

Taking a deep breath, he flung the tiny woman into the water. Being much stronger than Chloe, and having way more practice, his throw caused the girl to skip many more times than any of the petite American's. Mouth wide open, she watched his incredible throw, a little jealous.

“Wow...nice shot!”, she said.

“Thanks, hehe.”

“OK, now it's on!”, she said, standing up. “I'm so beating your record!”

The giantess in the red bikini stood back onto her feet and proceeded to collect more “ammo”. Finding more tourists wasn't an easy task. First of all, there weren't so many around, especially after they saw the giant couple skipping people. Second, the mangrove was crowded with trees, so even the tinies around weren't easy to spot.

Chloe walked around for a couple of minutes, toppling trees with her hands, trying to find any hiding tinies behind them. After having picked up half a dozen of them, she walked back to J.J., sitting back down next to him. They then started skipping tinies again, growing more and more confident about it with each toss. However, they quickly ran out of “ammo” once again.

Not wanting to stop the fun just yet, Chloe decided to go collect boats instead. As aware as the tourists in the boats were of the giant couple skipping people, rowing away was much harder and slower than escaping by foot, so there were plenty of them by the time Chloe started picking them up. The water wasn't very deep, barely shin high, so she could easily wade across the lake.

Her steps caused big waves, more than enough to slow down nearby boats. Being so much faster than them, she quickly caught up with them and effortlessly lifted them off the water. It took her only a few minutes to get them all, holding them together in both hands. As she walked back to J.J., she noticed one last boat trying to get away. Grinning, she carefully placed her captives on the ground, right next to J.J., and took off to catch the last one.

“Keep an eye on them while I come back, will you?”, she said as she waded away.

Chloe only needed a few steps to catch up with the boat. Being the last one, though, she felt like toying with it a little before catching it. Instead of simply reaching down and picking it up, she lifted her foot and placed it right in front of the small vehicle. Unable to brake on time, the boat bumped against the side of her calf, stopping abruptly.

The tiny couple in the boat then started to row towards the opposite direction, trying in vain to get out of there. Chuckling, Chloe lifted her gigantic foot and stamped it right next to the boat, flipping it over. The two tiny tourists immediately swam back to the surface, dwafed by a colossal calf. As a last resort, they tried to swim away, but a huge hand easily snatched them from the water and lifted them to face level.

Both Chloe and the tiny couple looked at each other, surprised. It was the same tiny couple that she tossed the balloon at hours ago! As shocked as the three of them were, their reactions were quite different. The tinies were truly terrified, not knowing what the colossal American had in mind for them. On the other hand, Chloe was as excited as possible. She couldn't believe her luck.

“Well, well...”, she said, licking her lips, grinning. “What do we have here?”

“P...please, dear.”, said the woman. “You had your fun with us before. Can you please just let us go?”

“Awww...there, there. I just want you to meet someone.”

“You mean the enormous guy there?”, asked the tiny man. “We...ummm...we already know him.”

“Sure you do.”, said Chloe. “Don't worry, he's as much fun as I am, hehe.”

“Please...I'm begging you.”, the woman said.

“Don't worry, little ones, it won't be long. But I need a place to keep you before the grand finale.”

Having no pockets, and having left her bag back at the beach, Chloe decided that there was only one place to keep them. Holding them both in one hand, she easily shoved them together into her cleavage, deep enough so they wouldn't be able to get out. Smiling, she pushed her breasts together a couple of times before heading back to J.J.

“Hey there!”, she said, sitting down next to him. “Ready to start?”

“Born ready.”, he said, smiling.

Both giants then started tossing their last projectiles. Tiny men and women were skipped across the water's surface with ease by each of the giants' throws. J.J.'s tinies skipped farther, which caused Chloe to throw even harder. This caused her tinies to hit the water with more power, hurting them a little in the process. Fortunately, no one got injured; just a few scratches and bruises. The giant couple kept skipping tinies until they finally ran out of them.

“Hey, don't be such a bad loser.”, J.J. said, seeing Chloe toss her tinies so hard.

“Don't be so cocky”, she said, frowning. “I still have one more chance.”

“You do? But there are no more tinies left.”

“You sure about that?”, she said, grinning. “I have a little surprise for you.”

“Oh...”, he said, curious. “What is it?”

“Well...”, she said, looking down at her chest. “Reach inside and you'll see.”

“Inside...there?”, he asked, nervously.

“Yeah, why? You don't want to?”

“I...well...”, he blushed, even more nervous.

“Oh, stop playing dumb! I noticed you staring at them since we first met!”

“R...really?”, he asked, his face about to burst out of blushing.

“Duh! Of course. And with your height advantage it only made it easier, so yeah, pretty obvious.”

“S...sorry...”

“Don't be sorry, silly. It's not like I haven't been checking you out, anyway.”

“Really?!”

“Yeah! I didn't even try to hide it.”

“I didn't notice at all!”

“Of course you didn't.”, she said, faking a sigh. “Men...”

“Women...”, he said, mocking her.

“Well, anyway, get your hand in there already!”

She grabbed his wrist and pulled it close to her chest. Blushing again, she slowly reached inside her cleavage, making his way between her breasts. She couldn't help but giggle at how nervous he was, his hand shaking as he tried to find his surprise. Soon enough, he felt the tiny couple trapped between the gigantic boobies and fished them out with his hand.

“What the...?”, he asked, looking down at them. “What were they doing in there?”

“Long story. Let's just say they had it coming.”, she said, grinning. “So, one last shot?”

“Very well.”

“OK, pick your tiny.”, Chloe offered.

J.J. picked the woman, since she was smaller and lighter. Chloe then grabbed the man and both got ready to throw. The American giantess gave her tiny captive a teasing kiss on the head, and then both giants made their toss. As usual, J.J.'s throw won. As he celebrated his victory, Chloe took this opportunity to stand up in front of him while the Serbian guy was still seated.

“Fine, you won this time.”, she said, staring down at him. “Now it's my turn to teach you something.”

Chloe then lifted her foot, planting it right on his chest, and pushing him down to his back. He flattened many more trees under his body as she did this. Once he was on his back, the giantess pounced on him like a tiger, pinning him down and kissing him all over. He kissed her back, and both embraced each other in passion.

Both giants rolled a little on the ground, flattening under their enormous bodies everything in their wake, like a colossal roller pin. It was already getting dark, so they didn't really notice what they were rolling onto, nor did they care. However, it didn't last very long.

As soon as they stopped rolling, Chloe, who was on top, was suddenly blinded by a tiny flashlight coming from the ground. It was a tiny security guard, standing right next to them. Not wanting to stop, the giant American, with just a flick of her wrist, brushed the man away with the back of her hand. They kept going for a few more seconds, when the man with the flashlight came back, shouting.

“You two!”, he shouted. “Stop right now! This is a public place!”

This got J.J.'s attention and, startled, immediately pushed Chloe off his body. The girl protested, but couldn't do anything about it. She landed between J.J. and the security guard, almost flattening the latter under her colossal butt. The tiny man yelped and fell off his feet.

“Watch out!”, the tiny shouted, furious, as he got back onto his feet. “You two, cut it out right now!”

“Or what?”, asked Chloe, lifting the tiny man by his shirt.

“Or you'll be expelled from the hotel!”

“Really? And who's gonna do that? You?”, asked Chloe, raising an eyebrow.

“A couple of calls, and I have police officers from your countries here.”

J.J. and Chloe looked at each other, wondering if that was true. None of them knew if he meant it, but they didn't exactly want to find out. Sighing, she put the man back down and both giants stood up. Without saying another word, they walked away from there. Chloe made sure to stamp her foot right next to the guard as she left, knocking him off his feet again.

“It was getting a little cold, anyway”, said Chloe. “Why don't we go to my room?”

“Sure, sure.”, he said, trying his best to cover his erection with his hands. “Maybe we can continue there.”

“Indeed.”, she said, holding his hand and leading the way. “Plus, your little friend seems in need of a happy ending.”

J.J. blushed again, noticing that his attempts to hide his crotch were in vain. This girl seemed to be quite aware, and seemed to be able to read his mind. As scary and threatening as that was, he was also captivated by her. The petite American was quite a tigress inside that small body, and he was looking forwards to spending more time with her.

The Date

Donna woke up just a few minutes after Chloe had left. Yawning, she sat up, oblivious to the tiny man sleeping on her belly. Unknowingly, just by sitting up, she caused him to roll down her body, landing hard on the sand, right between the massive thighs of her two outstretched legs. Needless to say, this woke him up abruptly. Fortunately, he had been on her belly just a few minutes, and no man-shaped sun mark was made on her skin.

“Chloe?”, asked the tall blonde as she stretched her arms upwards. “You there?”

The tiny man, meanwhile, stared up at her, both in awe and terror. He had no idea how he had ended up there, between her legs, but he knew it was a very bad position to be in. First of all, the blonde giantess had no idea that he was there, which put him in a dangerous situation, as she could easily flatten him and not even notice. Second, if she did notice him, there was no way to explain what he was doing there, between her legs and so close to her private area, so he might end up flattened either way.

Before he could even decide what to do next, the two walls of flesh around him started to move closer. The gigantic legs were simply too powerful to fight against, so instead of trying in vain to push back, he simply prayed that he could somehow survive. Moments later, he found himself already being  squished between both thighs, unable to move a finger.

As strong as Donna's muscles were, her soft flesh made a good job at softening the pressure. This managed to prevent the tiny man's body from being utterly crushed between the two huge limbs. However, this didn't stop the American giantess from feeling the strange object trapped between her thighs. Spreading her legs, she immediately noticed the diminutive man on the sand, much too close to her bikini bottom.

Feeling harrassed, Donna furiously reached down, snatching the guy from the sand and lifting him to face level. Her fist surrounded most of his body, and only his head stuck out from her hand. Her enormous and powerful fingers pressed his body heavily against the vast palm, preventing his lungs from getting air. She was clearly pissed off.

“What the Hell were you doing down there?!”, she shouted.

The tiny man obviously couldn't answer. Her powerful hand was choking him, and he was too busy trying not to die. Donna noticed his face started to turn blue, so she immediately dropped him onto her open palm. The guy rested for a few seconds, down on his knees, trying to catch his breath.

“Well?”, she asked, still frowning. “Answer me!”

“I don't know!”, he finally said. “I just woke up there, I swear I don't know how I ended up like that.”

“Really?”, she said, still a bit skeptical, but he sounded like he was telling the truth. “Then where did you fall alseep?”

“I was actually sleeping next to you and your friend.”, he explained. “But when I woke up, your friend was gone and I was lying on your belly.”

“Oh...Chloe...”, she said. “Of course it was her. I can't believe I didn't realize it before.”

“Chloe?”

“Yes, my friend. The one who was here before. She loves to play pranks and tease people in general. I'm sorry about that.”

“Don't worry about it.”, he said. “It wasn't you who did it.”

“Well, no, but she's my friend.”, she then blushed. “Plus, I'm super sorry for squishing you like that. I was really angry and wasn't thinking. Did I hurt you?”

“No, no, don't worry.”, he said, even though his ribs actually hurt a lot. “I'm fine.”

Donna was truly embarrassed. A little while ago, she had already been involved in a very awkward scene with the tiny people at the beach, and now she had almost crushed an innocent guy in her hand. Fortunately, this one didn't seem to be mad at her. Actually, he was kind of cute. But of course, after this bad start, she couldn't just rush things. She needed to take things slow.

“So...ummm...would you like to maybe go have a drink or something?”, she asked.

“Sure!”, he said, smiling. “I could definitely use a drink right now”

“Yay!”, she said, happily. “Oh, by the way. What's your name?”

“Pablo, and yours?

“Donna.”

“Beautiful name.”

“Hehe, thanks.”, she said, blushing.

Both of them started walking towards the nearest bar. Drinks were free for the hotel's guests, so they didn't need any money. Donna's gigantic, long legs obviously made her walk much faster than Pablo, so she had to walk really, really slow to avoid leaving him behind. She didn't mind, though, as she got a chance to check him out while she pretended to watch were she stepped. He was truly a hottie! His skimpy swimming suit made it easy to gaze at his fit body. Of course, he was still weaker than her pinkie finger, but she guessed he had to be strong compared to other Mexicans.

When they reached the bar, Donna noticed that it was scaled to Pablo's size. There was no way that any of the bar tenders inside could get her a proper drink; not even all of them together. Both bar tenders, waiters and guests stared up at her, surprised to see someone her size standing so close to a bar pretty much useless to such a huge girl.

“Ummm...excuse me.”, she said, crouching. “Where can I get a drink my size?”

“You have to go to your own size zone.”, said one of the bartenders.

“What? Seriously?”, she asked, frowning. “This isn't such a great service, you know?”

“Sorry, but this is a smaller zone. You're not forbidden to come in, but it's not exactly built to accomodate someone your size.”

“Ugh, OK fine... Thanks anyway.”, she sighed, looking down. “Pablo? Where are you?”

He wasn't standing by her feet anymore. Confused, she looked around, wondering where he was. At his small size, he couldn't have gone too far. However, there were many tinies his size, so it was easy to lose him. Sad, she started to think that she maybe had scared him away, or that her fist squeeze had been too much for him. Fortunately, just a few moments later, he showed up, walking towards her while holding something in both hands.

“Oh! There you are!”, she said, smiling widely. “I thought you had stood me up!”

“What? No, no, of course not! Why would I stand such a gorgeous lady up?”

“Oh...hehe...thanks.”, she said, blushing again. “So...where were you, then?”

“Well, I decided to go get you a little present while you were arguing”

“Really? So fast? How did you do that?”

“There are thousands of hawkers around here selling all kinds of stuff.”

“I see. I never noticed that. So, what did you get for me?”, she asked, clapping, extremely excited.

Pablo then opened the small box he was holding and took something out from it. He then placed said thing on the sand. Donna couldn't really make out what it was. She crouched to get a closer look, but it still was too tiny. As she squinted, the tiny thing suddenly started to move. She yelped, surprised, . wondering what it was.

“Eeek! It's moving! What is it?”

“It's a Chihuahua puppy!”

“A Chi...what?”

“Chihuahua. It's a Mexican dog. It's pretty small, even to us.”

“No kidding! It really IS small!”

Donna couldn't believe what she was seeing. The thought of such a small thing actually being a puppy was simply adorable. The tiny puppy ran in circles right next to her foot. She had to be super careful, as even a simple shift of her foot might flatten the poor dog.

Standing next to an animal as diminutive as this Chihuahua made her feel extremely massive. Being a tall girl, she already felt pretty large back in the USA, where most girls were smaller than her. In Mexico, though, people didn't even reach her ankle, which made her feel as a true giantess, towering above it all. But this was different. The Chihuahua dog was barely the size of a ladybug, if even. The thought of how she might seem from the puppy's point of view was simply breathtaking. She probably looked like a living mountain, large enough to obliterate entire cities in seconds.

Donna quickly snapped back to reality as she heard the tiny puppy barking. It was the most adorable, soft and high pitched bark she had ever heard in her entire life. Looking down at the micro-dog made her melt inside, and her thoughts of being a powerful mountain of a woman quickly faded. She knew her new pet was simply too fragile, especially to someone as enormous as she was. All that incommensurable size and strength in her body had to be controlled if she wanted to keep the puppy safe.

“Hey, Pablo, could you give me a hand here?”, she asked him, feeling like a giant, clumsy klutz. “I want to pick him up, but I'm afraid I might flatten it between my fingers if I do.”

“Hehehe, sure. But you have to learn to do it yourself eventually, if you're going to keep it.”

“Of course! Just this once, I promise.”

“Very well.”

Donna placed her open palm right next to Pablo as he picked up the puppy. He then placed it in her hand, and she slowly lifted it to face level. The tiny animal didn't seem to weigh anything at all. She wouldn't even notice him on her palm if she wasn't focusing on it. She kept finding it more and more adorable by the second. Standing there, on her palm, he seemed even smaller, as the size comparison  was much more evident. Her hand must have been truly vast to it, and it even seemed to be having trouble walking through the ridges of her palm. She couldn't help but think that it looked like a diminutive mole or a freckle in her hand. A moving freckle.

“I think I have a name for you, little guy. I'm gonna call you Freckle.”

“Freckle?”, Pablo asked, chuckling. “That's a very cute name, actually”.

“I know, right?”, she said, holding her hand super close to her eyes. “Do you like the name that mommy picked for you, Freckle? Yes, you do! Yes, you do!”

“Mommy? Hehe, poor guy! If my mom was so big, I would have probably fainted each time she scolded me.”

“Oh, I'm not going to scold him. Freckle is a good boy, aren't you? Yes, you are! Yes, you are!”

Donna and Pablo spent the rest of the afternoon getting to know each other better, taking walks on the beach, lying down to watch the sunset. There seemed to be a lot of  chemistry between the two. Unfortunately, the day started to end, and the sunny, blue sky turned into a dark, starry night.

“Hey, I'm super sorry, but as much as I'm enjoying this, I should probably head back to my room”, Donna said.

“Awww...really? But the night is young.”

“I know, but it's not easy to be here when it's dark. I might accidentally crush something or someone.”

“Oh...good point. Well, then we could maybe go hang out at the beach of the larger zone.”

“No, silly. Then someone could flatten you!”, she said, giggling. “Although, that gives me an idea. Why don't you come to my room with me? You could spend the night there”

“Really?”

“Yeah, you'll be safe there, and you'll get to meet my friends.”

“I...I don't know. Are you sure it's gonna be OK? A boy staying in an all-girls room...they might not like the idea.”

“Oh, please. They won't mind. And even if they do, I'm bigger than them, so they won't complain, hehehe.”

“Oh! Good!”, he said, chuckling. “Very well, then. If you're sure, let's go. Thanks for inviting me to stay with you.”

“Oh, no, thank you! I'm having so much fun right now that I don't want it to end!”

Donna then started to walk out of the tiny zone and towards her own, holding Freckle and Pablo on her open palm. As she had predicted, the absence of light made it hard for her to avoid trampling people and things as she walked. She had to move really slow to give the tinies enough time to get out of her way, and even then, she flattened a couple of tables on her way, as they couldn't escape like people did.

“Oops! Sorry, sorry! I can't see!”, she said, super nervous and embarrassed. “I'm leaving now, don't worry!”

After a very complicated way out, the blonde giantess managed to leave the tiny zone and reach the hall that lead to her own. She felt a bit more relaxed as she started seeing people closer to her size, not worrying about accidentally breaking stuff anymore. Happily, she reached the door of her room and opened it.

“Don't worry, they're going to love you!”, she said, and walked in.

Once inside, Donna turned on the light and closed the door behind her. There was no one inside. Seeing this, she very carefully crouched and slowly placed both Pablo and Freckle on the floor.

“I need to go to the bathroom, sorry!”, she told them. “Just make yourself at home. Don't worry, you're safe on the floor There's no one here but me. Be right back!”

The American giantess stood back up to full height and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. Pablo watched her do that, and couldn't help but realize that he could simply crawl under the door, even if it was locked from the inside. However, he didn't have any interest in seeing a girl peeing, and even if he did, she most likely wouldn't enjoy it if she saw him sneaking into the bathroom.

So Pablo and the dog decided to explore their new surroundings while they waited for their hostess to come back. Even if it was a regular hotel room, the sheer scale made it completely alien to them. A discarded flip-flop or a chair were as large as buildings. This, as impressive as it was, also made Pablo feel like an explorer, a tourist in a foreign city.

Suddenly, the front door opened...

The Room

The exploration was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a door opening. Thinking it was the bathroom door, Pablo turned to that direction to greet Donna. However, the girl walking into the room wasn't his blonde friend. She certainly was another American, though, since she was wearing a USA flag bikini; and even if she was shorter than the girl in the bathroom, compared to them she still was massive.

Pablo realized she was one of Donna's friends, although not the same one he had seen before. Confident that she wouldn't mind seeing him there, as Donna said before, he simply stood there, waiting. However, he didn't count on the fact that she had no clue he was there, and considering the size difference between Americans and Mexicans, it wouldn't be too hard for the two tiny guests to simply go unnoticed.

His train of thought was interrupted when she started walking towards them. Her floor-shaking steps snapped him back to reality. Both Pablo and Freckle stared up as Linda got closer and closer. Without losing a second, Pablo picked up Freckle and dove aside, barely avoiding being trampled on by the black-haired giantess. The thunder-like clap that the sole of her bare foot made as it slapped the floor, right next to them, made him shiver.

Completely oblivious to the diminutive man and dog that she almost flattened moments ago, she simply walked towards her baggage and opened it, looking inside for something. That's when Donna finally walked out of the bathroom, immediately noticing her girl friend already in the room. Worried about her two new friends, she couldn't help but yelp, looking around for any sign of them.

“Linda!”, she shouted, startling Linda, who in turn yelped too, turning around.

“Donna! I didn't know you were here.”, she said. “What's with the shout, though? You scared the shit out of me!”

“Linda, don't move.”, she said, trying to locate the two tinies.

“What? Why?”

“Just don't, please.”

“OK, OK, fine.”, said Linda, confused. “What are you looking for?”

“A friend of mine. I invited him over, but you must have scared him.”

“Oh! You brought one of those tinies in here?”

“Yes, now help me find him.”

Both girls then proceeded to try and find the tiny Mexican. Being the mess that the room was, it wasn't as easy as one might think. However, it only took a few seconds before Linda spotted the diminutive guy on the floor, next to one of her discarded shoes. Grinning, she got down on her hands and knees to get a closer look at him.

“Hi there, little guy”, Linda said. “What's your name?”

Pablo was knocked off his feet as Linda's enormous knees landed on the floor. This caused him to drop the Chihuahua dog. Both tinies then stared up at the gigantic American as she lowered her face closer. The boy then got back onto his feet, trying to hide his obvious nervousness as the huge face loomed above them.

“My name is Pablo.”, he said. “And you're Linda, right?”

“Yeah, I am. Nice to meet you, Pablo.”

Linda then slowly reached down, as if to shake Pablo's hand. However, she was interrupted by the sound of high-pitched barking coming from the floor. Raising an eyebrow, she lowered her face even closer, trying to spot the source of the cute sound. She got so close that her nose actually poked Pablo's chest. Such closeness made the tiny dog even more nervous, and it quickly hid behind the Mexican guy, but it didn't stop barking.

“What the...?”, she said, obviously excited. “Is that...a tiny dog?”

“Yes”, answered Donna. “It's a Mexican breed.”

“No way!”

Without warning, Linda easily brushed Pablo aside with her hand, as if he was a plastic army man. Now out in the open, Freckle started shaking, backing away from the towering giantess. Licking her lips, Linda reached down for the tiny dog, covering Freckle under her hand’s shadow. However, right before she got to pick it up, Donna's hand grabbed Linda's wrist, stopping her.

“Hey!”, said Linda. “What are you doing?”

“Don't do that!”, Donna answered. “You'll hurt him!”

“What? No, no, I'll be careful, I promise.”

“Look at his size. One wrong movement and you'd flatten him.”

“OK, OK, fine. Calm down, I won't touch it. But let go! You're hurting my wrist!”

Donna let Linda's wrist go. They both then stood back up to full height and started arguing. Linda kept telling Donna to share with her, while Donna replied that she needed to practice a lot at handling tinies before being able to pick up and play with her dog. The argument was so heated that none of them noticed the front door opening again.

“That’s the bathroom.”, Chloe’s voice could be heard saying.

Hearing that, Freckle ran towards the entrance to “greet” the newcomer. Pablo, of course, ran after him. Both of them then found themselves standing right by Chloe’s feet. Instinctively, Freckle started barking up at her, while Pablo tried to shush it. Hearing the noise, she looked down, noticing the diminutive, barking speck.

“Huh? What is this, a howling flea?”, said Chloe, lifting the front part of her foot, resting it on her heel.

The giant flip-flop’s sole loomed above the tiny dog, which bravely kept barking. Seeing this, though, Pablo ran towards Freckle, diving and barely managing to move them both out of the way before the massive foot landed.

“What the…?”, said Chloe, seeing this.

Chloe got down on hands and knees to get a closer look at the two tiny beings on the floor. To her surprise, they were a tiny man and an even smaller dog! Wondering how they even got in there, she thought she could recognize this guy from before. His tiny face and body were really familiar.

“Wait a second…”, said Chloe. “Aren’t you the guy who I placed on Donna’s belly before?”

“Y…yes, I am.”, he answered, trying to be heard, as Freckle had started to bark again.

“No way!”, said Chloe, excited. “You gotta tell me what happened when you two woke up!”

“Well, you see…”, he started, but Chloe interrupted.

“Ugh, pesky little dog. Why don’t you shut up?”, she said, looking down at the small animal. “RAWR!!!”

Freckle, as brave as he was, turned around and took off running, howling as he did. Chloe’s enormous size, combined with the powerful and deep roar were too much for him. As soon as the dog left, she focused back on Pablo.

“So, little guy, where were we?”

“I was about to say…”

“Sorry again.”, interrupted Chloe. “This position is kind of uncomfortable. Let me go get a chair or something.”

Chloe then picked Pablo up and stood back up on her feet, walking into the room. Both Donna and Linda immediately noticed her and stopped arguing. The tall blonde then noticed Pablo in Chloe’s grasp, and made a beeline towards her shorter friend.

“Chloe…”, said Donna. “Give him back.”, she held her open palm in front of her.

“Hey, I’m just talking to him. I’m not going to steal him from you.”

“Chloe, I mean it.”

“I won’t hurt him, either. I promise.”

While both friends argued, Linda spotted Freckle running towards the bed, looking for a place to hide from Chloe. Not wanting it to get lost, she quickly blocked its path with her foot. The tiny dog, seeing its escape route blocked, turned around and tried to find a different hiding spot. His tiny legs, however, were no match for Linda, who easily blocked him again.

“OK, that’s it!”, shouted Donna, trying to snatch Pablo from Chloe’s hand.

“Eeek, hey back off!”, said Chloe, backing away. “Linda, catch!”

Chloe then tossed the tiny man towards her brunette friend. Linda was too busy chasing Freckle, and couldn’t react on time. Pablo’s body smacked right against Linda’s bare back. Having no hand or foot holds, the tiny Mexican started to slide down the giant body, managing to hold onto the red and white striped bikini bottom.

Feeling the impact of the tiny guy against her back made Linda turn around, forgetting about Freckle for a moment. She then grabbed the man on her bikini bottom and looked down at him. Not a moment later, Donna was already walking towards her, angrily.

“Linda, pass him!”, shouted Chloe.

“What?”, asked Linda, quickly catching up with the game. “Oh, right! Catch!”

Linda then tossed Pablo back at Chloe, who had to jump in order to catch him, one handed. This back and forth tossing continued for a little bit, before Donna managed to accidentally deviate Pablo’s flight while trying to intercept him. Her huge hand hadn’t quite managed to catch him, but she certainly changed his flying path. Linda barely managed to dive on time and catch him with both open palms, right before he touched the floor.

Donna was furious now, and made a final attempt to take him back. Lying down on her belly, Linda had to toss him even higher to stop Donna from getting him back. However, she miscalculated, throwing him way too high. Chloe’s short stature prevented her from catching him this time. The three girls gasped and turned around to see where he landed.

Thinking this was the end, Pablo closed his eyes and waited for death. However, something different happened. His body smacked against something, similar to Linda’s back, but harder. He turned around to see what saved his life. It was a giant man!

Pablo had smacked against J.J.’s vast chest. The giant looked down as soon as he felt it, seeing the tiny man slide down. He caught him with his hand before he fell and looked down at him, confused. However, without losing a second, Donna walked straight towards him, easily shoving Chloe aside with one hand. The petite giantess fell on her bottom, almost flattening Freckle under it, who stood inches aside from the spot where she landed.

“Give him back!”, she yelled, snatching Pablo from J.J.’s hand. “Oh, my God! Are you OK?”

“I…I…I think…so…”, Pablo managed to said, panting, his heart racing.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t think these bitches would be so mean!”

“Oh, come on…”, said Chloe, as J.J. helped her back on her feet. “We were just playing.”

“Shut up!”, said Donna. “I’ll deal with you later.”

The tall blonde sat down on one of the beds, trying her best to calm him down. Chloe simply shrugged and started making out with J.J. Linda, on the other hand, started looking for the tiny dog again. She eventually managed to pick him up without crushing him, and spent the rest of the evening watching the dog run and play on the vast surface of her open palm.

***

“I think the most logical way to do this is that J.J. and me sleep in one bed, and the rest in the other one.”, said Chloe.

“No way. He can’t stay here.”, said Donna.

“Why not? Yours is staying.”

“Because mine doesn’t take nearly as much space as yours.”

“Well, it’s not my fault that your boy is smaller than mine’s thumb”, replied Chloe, chuckling.

“OK, girls, calm down.”, said Linda, sighing. “It’s only fair that both stay. Sorry, Donna. Now stop fighting.”

“OK, OK, fine…”, said Donna. “Whatever.”

And so they went to bed. Chloe and J.J. in one of them. The enormous guy taking almost all the space, and he didn’t even quite fit. His legs hung from the edge, and his feet almost touched the floor. Chloe, fortunately, was a small woman, and managed to cuddle with him, resting her head on his chest. She felt even smaller than normal, but somehow safe, too.

Donna and Linda shared the other bed. Not having a tiny bed for Pablo, he and Freckle ended up sleeping on the blonde American’s belly. She was so massive that the tiny dog even fit inside her bellybutton, and actually spent the night inside. Pablo stayed nearby, in case she moved or the dog decided to leave the spot. Fortunately, Donna was a heavy sleeper, and didn’t move during the whole night.

Legal Issues

Chloe woke up next morning. Sitting up, she immediately realized that J.J. was gone. Not being a stranger to one-night stands, she simply yawned and got out of bed. Everyone else in the room was still sleeping. She then walked towards the mini-bar, looking for a morning snack. To her surprise, it was completely empty.

“But last night it was still full.”, she thought, scratching her head. “Unless…”

She figured it out quickly. It must have been J.J. Men eat a lot, and being as big as he was made it easy to believe that he had eaten everything inside. This was simply too much for Chloe. Even though the mini-bar contents weren’t exactly theirs, the hotel charged a fortune for everything consumed. It was affordable, but certainly not cheap.

Furiously, she slipped on her flip-flops and, still in her undies, she stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. She was determined to find him, and considering that it was still very early in the morning, she was certain that she could find him.

“He can’t be very far…”

However, she couldn’t find him anywhere. Where could he be? A man so big couldn’t be very easy to lose, was he? She suddenly had an idea. Maybe he had left the hotel. It made sense, since he wouldn’t risk stealing all their food unless he wasn’t going to be around anymore.

She quickly walked out of the resort facilities, hoping she’d find him outside. She wasn’t exactly sure of what to do once she found him, but she certainly wanted to give him a piece of her mind. However, once outside, Chloe still couldn’t find him. He was simply nowhere to be seen.

Chloe then exploded. She didn’t mind the money so much, but the fact that this jerk had tricked her and played with her was too much. No one tricked her, and much less while she was still in the room! So she started walking around the city in a last attempt to spot the thief. Being too busy looking for him, she didn’t mind her footsteps; and being too angry, she was actually stamping her feet.

This obviously caused a huge mess in the city. The tiny Mexicans, at first surprised by the sudden appearance of the underwear-clad giantess, were soon scattering, scurrying away from her colossal feet as they effortlessly left enormous footprints on the street. The whole area was in panic, the people terrified as the titanic American flattened trees, trash cans and other stuff.

She finally gave up. Wherever he was, she wasn’t going to find him, so she decided to just get back to her room. However, she found out that her problems were only beginning. Right next to her foot was a tiny police car. Two equally small cops were already standing next to the vehicle, staring up at her.

“You’re gonna have to come with us, miss.”, said one of them.

“Oh, come on!”, she said, annoyed. “I’m really not in the mood for this.”

“We’re not playing. You’re going to come with us, now.”

“Oh, really?”, she asked, crouching. “Very well, officers. Handcuff me.”

Chloe then lowered her closed fists towards them, holding her hands right in front of the policemen. Each fist was many times larger than both of them and the car together, so there’d be no way that they could handcuff even one of her wrists. They then looked at each other, not sure of what to do or say.

“That’s what I thought”, she said, grinning. “Now excuse me, but I have to go back.”

“You’re not going anywhere, young lady. We might not have big enough handcuffs, but we’re calling your embassy if you don’t do as told. You’re not the first giant person to cause a mess here, and let me tell you, you’re not immune to law.”

“Is that so? And what are you two going to do about it, huh?”

“Well, we might not be able to handcuff you, but we can get you deported.”

“D…deported?”, she asked, nervously. “Y…you’re kidding, right?”

“No, we’re not. Now come with us before things get ugly.”

“Ugh, fine!”, she said, sighing. “I’ll follow you.”

So Chloe followed the tiny police car, walking super slow to avoid outrunning the small vehicle. The traffic jam only made the trip even slower. The two policemen inside the car were chuckling, talking about how gullible the American giantess was, when suddenly the car was lifted off the ground and held right in front of the gigantic teenager’s face. The two yelped.

“What are you doing?!”, one of them shouted. “Put us down!”

“Look, this is taking forever, and I have to go back.”, she said. “Can I at least carry your car to…wherever we’re going? Just to avoid the traffic jam.”

The two men looked down, seeing hundreds of cars still in their way, moving way too slow. Having no plans to stay hours stuck there, either, they agreed to let her carry them. The gargantuan tourist easily stepped over the whole traffic jam, and in just a few steps, following their directions, she got there. To her surprise, it seemed to be the women’s prison.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa…”, she said, holding the car in front of her eyes. “Why are we here? Am I a criminal now?”

“No, no, of course not. But we didn’t really have another place to keep you while we talked to your embassy.”

“OK, OK, fine. But no funny business, or I’ll leave this car more flat than a sheet of paper.”, she said, placing her free hand on her hip while she put the police car down.

Having absolutely no room or building to even fit her hand, they decided to let her stay in the prison’s courtyard. Chloe easily stepped over the ankle-sized wall and got inside. The prisoners were in the courtyard too, since it was their time of the day to go out. Every single one of those women stared up in awe as the colossal girl towered above everything around.

Chloe blushed a little. Having dozens of women staring up at her while she wore nothing but her underwear wasn’t exactly something she enjoyed. The tiny women were clearly nervous about her presence, but were also very curious. She knew that most of them were probably criminals, and if it wasn’t for the fact that her foot alone was bigger than all of them together, she’d be truly terrified. Still, she wasn’t comfortable having them staring up at her, even if they were women.

“OK, show’s over, girls!”, she said, wiggling her toes as she looked down at the crowd by her feet, hands on hips. “Stop staring!”

But as she feared, none of them spoke English, and even if her tone was clearly serious, they had no idea of what she was saying. Instead of doing as she said, they started to gather around her, and the crowd got bigger and bigger. This obviously annoyed her, but she had no means of communicating with them. She didn’t speak Spanish.

“¡Ay! Es gringa la niña.”, said one of them.

“Y…yeah, yeah, gringa. “, she said, familiar with the word. “This gringa wants privacy, so please back off.”

“¿Qué onda, güerita?”, another woman said, and a few started getting even closer.

Chloe didn’t like their tone, and the fact that some of them were staring up at her as if she was a piece of meat wasn’t helping, either. She then decided to stop this, even if she couldn’t talk to them. The giantess crouched, reaching down for the tiny women in the crowd, and started brushing them away with both hands.

“Go on! Shoo, shoo!”, she said, while easily brushing dozens of women away with the back of her hand.

To her surprise, however, they didn’t seem to get the hint, and they were not only refusing to leave, but they were trying to get closer and closer to her! Having enough of it, she stood back to full height and, angrily, she stamped her right foot. This not only knocked all of them off their feet, but also left a flip-flop shaped, gigantic footprint on the ground. This was enough to send all the tiny women running for their lives. As confident as they were, they still were insect-sized to the American teenager, and it’d just take a single step to flatten them all.

“Ha! Take that!”, she said, pleased, seeing the tiny women scatter, scurrying away from her feet. “And don’t come back or I’ll swat you!”, she said, proudly, as she placed her hands on her hips.

***

The two policemen that had “arrested” Chloe were now sitting inside their office. They had just called the American embassy, and were now waiting for someone to show up. It didn’t take them long to send someone, and in just a few minutes, the ground started shaking. The men walked out the front door only to find themselves standing by the feet of a colossal, blonde woman. She was wearing a very formal business suit, and her hair was tied back in a chignon style.

The tiny men stared up at her in awe. It wasn’t the first time they saw her, but she certainly never stopped being an awe inspiring sight. Being much shorter than even her high-heels, they couldn’t help but feel really small. However, they had work to do, and had to look tough.

“Miss White!”, said one of them. “Thanks for coming. You see, there’s a prob…”

“Hold on!”, she interrupted. “I can’t hear you very well down there.”

Without warning, Miss White crouched, reaching down for them and collecting them into her palm with a simple sweep of her hand. The two tinies gasped as she stood back to full height, holding them at face level. Her green eyes seemed massive as they inspected the two diminutive men resting on her open palm.

“Miss White!”, the one who spoke before said. “Please don’t do that! We’re police officers!”
“Sorry, guys.”, she said, biting her lower lip. “But I couldn’t hear you.”

“You could have asked us to raise our voice.”

“Oh, well, I don’t like being yelled at, either.”

In truth, she knew that they hated being picked up like that, but she actually found it too amusing to resist. Plus, she didn’t hurt anyone while doing so; just a couple of grumpy officers complaining about it. The fact that they were smaller than her thumb didn’t help their cause, either, since she could easily do as she pleased with them, and there was nothing they could do about it; not even with their microscopic weapons and their combat training.

“Anyway, I’m a busy woman. What’s the issue now? Another spring breaker you can’t handle?”

“Errr…kind of…”, they answered, embarrassed as they admitted it.

“Happens kind of often, don’t you think?”, she said, teasing them. “You should have already found a way to deal with them.”

“Look, are you gonna help us or not?”, one of the tiny men asked, annoyed. “This girl really did a mess.”

“Fine, fine…what do you want me to do?”, she asked, sighing. “Deport her?”

“That’d be a good lesson.”

“Maybe, but you know very well that this city’s income is mostly American tourists’ money.”, she said, resting her free hand on her hip. “Don’t you?”

“Well…yeah, but…”

“You really don’t want to start sending your cash cows back to the USA. Just let her go with a warning.”

“Just a warning?! She’ll do that again!”

“Do what? Cause a mess?”, she said, raising an eyebrow. “So what if she crushed or broke a few things, like she probably did. She didn’t hurt anyone, did she?”

“No, she didn’t.”

“That’s what I thought. If she had actually hurt someone, you would have already said so already.”

“But still! How can we know she won’t do it again?”

“Let me talk to her”, Miss White said. “I’m good at this.”

The giant woman then crouched and carefully placed the two tinies back on solid ground. As much as they hated it, they knew she was right. Trying to give the giant teenager a lesson by themselves would be much harder than just letting Miss White do it. They just didn’t like feeling helpless, and American tourists, as well as the people at the American embassy, were pretty good at causing that.

Miss White easily spotted Chloe, towering above the prison she was in. Trying not to laugh, she walked towards her. The teenage giantess turned to face the newcomer. Being a tall woman, and having her height increased further by her heels, Miss White towered over Chloe. After being surrounded by dozens of diminutive women, feeling short again wasn’t something she had expected.

“Hello there”, said Miss White, shaking Chloe’s hand. “Look, I’ll try to be as brief as possible, because we both have better things to do, OK?”

“OK…”

“You’re free to go back to your hotel. Just please try to avoid this kind of mess, alright?”

“Yeah, sorry about that.”, said Chloe, giggling a little, nervously.

“I know that you could have easily flattened these two guys, but that’d mean even more work for me, and we really don’t need an international argument.”

“You’re right. Sorry again. I’ll behave.”

“Thank you! Now go enjoy your spring break and stay out of trouble, OK?”

“Very well, madame. Sorry again.”, Chloe said and stepped over the prison walls, heading back to the resort.

Miss White simply winked down at the two policemen as she stepped over them, heading back to the embassy. The tiny men watched her leave as her high-heels caused small tremors while making that distinctive sound with each step. They couldn’t help but sigh in relief, seeing both giantesses finally leave them alone.

“Gringas…”, said one of them, shaking his head.

Secrets

Pablo woke up. Everyone in the room was still sleeping. Even the tiny dog inside Donna’s bellybutton was fast asleep. He stood up, his feet sinking a little bit into the thick skin of the giant belly he had been sleeping on. Donna’s breathing made it a bit hard to move around, since her stomach kept rising rythmically.

“Hello! Donna!”, he shouted, trying to wake her up.

Donna’s snoring made it clear that it would take a lot more than that to wake her up. Not wanting to wake up the other giantess, he avoided shouting even louder, and decided to try a new approach. Crouching, he used both hands to try and tickle the giant belly, hoping to get her attention that way. However, his diminutive hands were completely unfelt by the blonde giantess.

Realizing he needed more strength, he stood back up and started stamping his feet against her belly. This definitely had a much better effect, as he could see her stir slightly in her sleep. Seeing it working, he kept doing it, hoping she’d wake up soon.

Her reaction was somewhat different from what he expected, however. She didn’t wake up, but she did start moving. Feeling something tickling her belly, she lifted her hand and, as a reflex, she slammed it down on her it.

Before he could even realize what was going on, Pablo found himself tightly pinned between two giant walls of flesh. The skin of both her open palm and her bare belly were soft enough to avoid squishing his tiny body in between, but they certainly made it hard for him to move, or even breathe.

After a few minutes, which seemed like hours to Pablo, the tiny Chihuahua dog started barking. The high-pitched sound somehow managed to wake Donna up, who sat up, rubbing her eyes. This caused the tiny dog to fall off her bellybutton, rolling down her belly. Luckily, she reacted quickly, lifting her hand off Pablo and swiftly catching the diminutive canine with its palm.

“Whoops! Sorry!”, she said, lifting her hand closer to her face. “Are you OK, Freckle?”

The tiny dog simply barked a couple of times, making her chuckle. Pablo, meanwhile, being no longer held by her hand, started rolling down her hip, all the way to the mattress. Blowing kisses at the tiny dog, Donna was completely oblivious of him. Annoyed, he started pounding against her gigantic, powerful thigh.

“Donna!”, he shouted again. “Down here!”

“Huh?”, she said, looking down. “Oh, hi there!”, she said, reaching down for him.

“About time”, he said, letting her pick him up.

“Did you sleep down there?”, she asked, lifting him to eye level.

“Yeah, yeah…”, he said, not wanting to explain the whole story. “Listen, I kind of need to go now.”

“What? Why?”

“I have stuff to do.”

“What kind of stuff?”, she asked, confused. “Can I come with?”

“No, no!”, he answered. “I…I mean, it’s just something I have to take care of. Boring stuff.”

“Oh…OK.”, she said, suspicious. “Well, see you later?”

“Sure, sure. I’ll be back later.”, he said, looking down. “Care to give me a hand to the floor?”

“Of course.”

Donna lowered him to the floor and he climbed down. She then watched him walk towards the front door. Standing up, she stepped over him and easily beat him to the exit, opening the door for him. He simply waved up at her and left. She then walked back towards the bed and sat down, looking at the tiny dog on her palm.

“This is kind of strange.”, she told him. “Like, leaving so suddenly. What do you think, Freckle?”

The dog simply barked.

“Yeah, I know, right?”, she said, smiling down at her new pet. “Should I go find out?”

This time, the dog simply stared back at her.

“I think so too.”, she said, looking around. “Now, where can you stay while I go?”

Donna walked around the room, looking for a place to put her dog while she was away. She didn’t want to keep him inside a drawer or somewhere closed, as it could make him feel trapped. She also didn’t want to leave him on a shelf or something; he could fall. She then looked at Linda, who was still sleeping, and walked towards her.

“Psst! Linda”

“Mmm…”, the sleeping girl said.

“Linda, wake up a second, please.”

“What…?”, said Linda, half-asleep.

“I’m gonna go out for a bit. Can you keep an eye on Freckle?”

“Sure, now let me sleep.”

“OK, OK, sorry. And thanks.”, Donna said, carefully placing Freckle on the floor. “I’ll leave him on the floor, OK? Please, please, please watch your step.”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”

As Donna was about to leave, she saw something shiny on top of Linda’s head. Leaning closer, she saw the tiny crown among the forest of black hair. Reaching down for it, she carefully picked it up between index and thumb, lifting it to eye level.

“Linda, what’s this?”

“What’s what?”

“It looks like a crown”

“Oh, yes, that’s mine.”

“It’s so cute! Where did you get it?”

“I won a wet T-shirt contest”

“No way…really?”

“Yeah, why?”

“No, nothing. You’re just lucky I wasn’t participating, hehehe.”
“Very funny, Donna.”

Donna then stood back up, placing the tiny crown back on Linda’s head, and walked towards the door. Before leaving, she grabbed a couple of blouses and dropped them by the door, blocking any escape attempts Freckle might have. She then walked out, wearing only her pink bikini, and closed the door behind her.

“Now, let’s go find this boy…”

***

Donna walked back to the size-zone where she found Pablo the first time. She felt like a very clingy girl, following him like that, but she was super curious about what was so important that he had to leave like that; especially since she wasn’t allowed to go with him. She wasn’t going to have to wait too long to get an answer.

Being still early in the morning, the beach area didn’t have many tourists around; that’s how she managed to easily spot Pablo. This would have normally made her smile, but in this case, she was frowning. The reason was simple: he wasn’t alone.

Standing right in the middle of the beach, Donna saw him talking to an equally tiny girl. Clenching her fists, she decided to give him the benefit of the doubt, as she could be his sister, for all she knew. This last hope was totally obliterated as the girl wrapped her arms around his neck and french-kissed him passionately.

She couldn’t take it anymore. Even if she had just known him for less than a day, the fact that she had been so easily and quickly replaced was just too humiliating. Not wasting another second, the colossal American made a beeline towards the tiny couple, stamping her feet to make her anger evident to everyone around.

The tremors caused by Donna’s steps were more than enough to stop their kiss, as they now looked around for the source of the ground shaking. Moments later, the two tiny lovers were completely covered by a massive shadow, followed by an enormous foot that landed pretty close to them, almost knocking them off their feet. Staring up in awe, the two Mexicans saw Donna, hands on hips, clearly very upset. Pablo was obviously scared, but the girl was just annoyed.

“Ummm…can we help you?”, the tiny girl asked, crossing her arms.

“Oh, sure. You can help me.”, said Donna, as she crouched. “Get your paws off my man!”

And with that, the blonde giantess used the back of her hand to brush the tiny girl away, causing her to roll on the sand a few times before stopping. She then grabbed Pablo and stood back to her full height, holding him right in front of her face, clearly angry.

“So this is what you had to do, huh?”, asked Donna, placing her free hand on her hip.

“I can explain.”, he said, shaking. “This isn’t what it looks like.”

“Is that so? Then what IS it?”

“Well…you see…she...ummm…she is…err…”

Before he could complete his sentence, Donna felt a tickle on her foot. Looking down, she saw the girl she had just brushed aside standing right next to her. The tiny woman was too far away from her eyes to tell if she was punching, slapping or kicking her foot, but it was evident that she was being attacked.

“I’m his girlfriend, you slut!”, the tiny girl said, completing Pablo’s sentence. “So just put him down and go away, OK?”

“How did you call me?”, asked Donna, shifting her foot on purpose, knocking the tiny girl down on her butt.

“Slut!”, the tiny yelled. “Are you deaf?”

Instead of answering, Donna simply bent down, lowering Pablo back to the ground, dropping him unceremoniously on the sand. Before standing back up to her full height, the giantess used her now free hand to reach for the woman who had just insulted her. Seeing the massive open hand moving towards her, the diminutive girl wasted no time and tried her best to avoid getting caught.

Having been knocked onto her butt seconds before, the tiny woman didn’t have time to get back on her feet and run, so she simply crawled backwards as fast as she could. This was obviously not enough, and as the huge hand got closer, she started kicking its vast palm as a last desperate effort.

Donna barely even felt the pathetic kicks of the almost microscopic feet against her palm. Grinning at this, she easily engulfed the miniature girl’s body into her fist, grabbing some sand too, as she lifted her hand to her face while standing back up to full height. The American giantess then opened her hand, holding both the tiny girl and a bunch of sand on her open palm.

“So, care to repeat what you called me before?”, asked Donna, a little cocky. “This time to my face”

“I called you a slut!”, shouted the girl, throwing a handful of sand at Donna’s eye. “Because that’s what you are! An oversized slut!”

“Eeeek!” Even though she managed to close her eyes just in time, Donna didn’t like the tiny girl’s intentions of blinding her. “Oh, so we’re using sand now, huh?”

Without even warning, Donna took a deep breath and then blew at her hand. The sand on her palm was quickly lifted and blown right at the tiny girl, who simply closed her eyes and screamed as a “sandstorm” buffeted her. After just a couple of seconds, the giant girl saw her tiny rival lying down on her palm, all covered in sand.

“You bitch!”, the tiny girl said, standing back onto her feet. “How dare you?”

“Hey, you started it”, answered Donna, smiling.

“You…you…you…”, the tiny girl said, but then started spitting sand from her mouth. “ Ew!”

“You shouldn’t eat sand, you know?”, mocked Donna. “It’s bad for your health.”

“Oh, shut up!”, said the tiny girl, brushing sand off her hair with both hands. “Look at what you did!”

“Because you called me a slut!”

“Because you attacked me!”

“Because you were trying to steal my man!”

“Your man? He’s my boyfriend!”

“Your…boyfriend?”, asked Donna, confused.

“Yeah, I told you before!”

“I…I guess I didn’t really hear you. Is he really your boyfriend?”

“Yes! Ask him, if you don’t believe me!”

“Sure, I’m SO asking…”

Donna then looked down, noticing that Pablo wasn’t there anymore. However, knowing that his tiny legs couldn’t have taken him very far, she started looking around for him. From her vantage point she could easily see the whole resort. People were now starting to crowd the place, so it made things much harder.

When she was about to give up, one of the hundreds of tinies in the resort caught her eye. Unlike anyone else in sight, this tiny seemed to be running at full speed. Without any doubt, she knew that was her man, and started walking towards him. Considering the vast size difference, she caught up with him in just a few strides.

The tiny man was already exhausted when a colossal foot landed right in front of him, blocking his path. He was sprinting as fast as he could, so there was no way he could stop in time. He bumped face first against the side of Donna’s foot and landed on his back, a little dizzy.

“So, you have a girlfriend, huh?”, asked Donna, hands on hips.

“You mean HAD a girlfriend!”, shouted the tiny girl.

“OK, calm down, you two…”, said Pablo.

“Oh, we’re calm. You’re the one who shouldn’t be so calm right now…”, said Donna, trying to sound threatening.

“Wh…why? What are you two up to?”, he asked, backing away.

“Oh, we’re just going to make sure you stop playing with women, so I’m going to flatten you now.”

Donna got down on hands and knees, placing the tiny girl back on the sand, and then lifted her right hand, holding it above her head. Seeing this, Pablo jumped back onto his feet and took off running again, not wanting to be crushed. The blonde giantess did her best not to burst into laughter as she slammed her open palm right behind him, pretending to miss.

Pablo kept running, as tired as he was, trying to find a place to hide from the angry giantess. Donna, meanwhile, enjoyed the “cat and mouse” chase for a couple of minutes, before finally deciding to put an end to it. With a swift movement of her hand, she pinned the diminutive guy under her palm, against the soft sand. Holding him a few seconds there, he got stuck to her palm because of the sweat.

“Gotcha!”, Donna said, lifting her hand to face level. “Seems like you’re STUCK with me, hehehe.”

“Please, just let me go. I learned my lesson.”

“Oh, I’ll let you go, alright. Just not here.”

Donna got back to her feet and walked towards the nearest palm tree. Crouching down besides it, she peeled Pablo off her palm and held him upside down before her eyes. Giving him a final smirk, she carefully tangled his swimsuit with one of the tree’s branches. When she finally let him go, he was helplessly hanging from the palm tree’s branch.

“Thanks for the dog.”, she said, as she stood back to full height. “See ya!”

Donna gave the palm tree a gente flick before walking away, shaking Pablo violently and almost making him fall. She then walked towards the tiny girl she had previously tormented and kneeled down in front of her.

“Sorry about that, I had no idea he had a girlfriend, and I behaved like a bitch.”

“Hey, don’t worry about it.”, the tiny girl said. “At least he got what he deserved”

“That he did.”, said Donna, standing up. “See you around!”

Both girls waved at each other and walked away.

The Bonfire

By the time Linda woke up, everyone in the room had already left. Sitting up, she rubbed her eyes with her hands, looking around. Not seeing anyone, she wondered if maybe she had overslept. Picking up her cellphone, she found out that it was 1:00 pm already. Gasping, and feeling like the laziest girl in the world, she sat up. Lowering her feet down to the floor, she placed her tiny crown on the nightstand. As much as she liked it, she felt somewhat silly still wearing it.

Down on the floor, Freckle, the tiny Chihuahua dog, stared up at the massive girl as she woke up. Seconds later, he saw two gargantuan feet descend towards him. The two soles blocked the sky as they got closer and closer. The diminutive animal barely had time to step aside before both feet landed at each of his sides, shaking the floor violently.

Not even noticing the insect-sized dog between her feet, Linda simply stepped over him, heading towards the door. Having totally forgotten what Donna asked her to do before she left, Linda casually walked towards the front door. Noticing the blouses on the floor, as if they were blocking the entrance, she simply shrugged, kicking them aside and walking out.

Once outside, she headed straight towards the tiny beach, eager to feel huge and powerful again. There, she decided to take a stroll, just to take a look around and hopefully find something fun to do. As she did, she suddenly felt something under her barefoot.

Lifting her foot, she could see a black spot on the sand, surrounded by a handful of tinies. Curious, she squatted to get a closer look. Down there, by her feet, was a small heap of wood, somewhat darkened, and even fuming a little bit. The tinies around it didn’t seem too happy, as they usually did when she was around.

“Ummm…what are you guys doing here?”, she asked them.

“We were building a bonfire, but thanks to you, we have to start all over again.”, one of the tinies answered.

“A bonfire? So early?”, she said, looking at the sky. “But the sun is still up.”

“We know, but it gets much harder to light once it gets dark, so we decided to do it beforehand.”

“Wait, was that thing burning already?”

Without waiting for an answer, Linda used her hands to lift her foot and look at its sole. To her surprise, she noticed a black spot there, near the ball of her foot. She couldn’t help but giggle a little, realizing how easy it was for her to instantly put a bonfire out underfoot. Plus, she didn’t even feel the heat!

“Hey, sorry about that, guys. I swear I didn’t see it.”, she said, now a little embarrassed. “Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?”

“Well, you could help us start a new one.”, they answered.

“Oh, sure! I don’t have anything to do right now, and a bonfire sounds like fun.”

Linda then started gathering everything they needed to build a new bonfire. Her size allowed her to carry tons of firewood, and a single matchbox was more than enough to start an inferno. With her help, they soon had everything at hand to rebuild the bonfire. She could have easily started it in no time, but the tiny men’s male pride kicked in, and they didn’t let her do it. It took them a while longer to start it again, but they managed to do it before it got dark.

“I know I flattened your previous bonfire, but you can’t deny this one looks much better.”, Linda said, smiling down at them.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”, one of them said. “You know, why don’t you stay? It looks much better once it’s dark, and you helped build it, after all.”

“Hmmm…I don’t know. Staring down at a teeny, tiny bonfire doesn’t exactly sound like fun.”, she replied.

“Oh, well, we won’t just be doing that. There’s going to be more people, music, dancing, drinking. Come on! It’ll be fun!”

“Alright, alright. I guess I can give you the benefit of the doubt. This could get interesting, after all.”

Later, as soon as it started getting dark, more and more people got attracted by the blazing bonfire. Soon, there was a small crowd around it: tiny men and women chatting, drinking, having a good time. Then, someone brought an MP3 amplifier and the music started. This caused most girls, and a few guys, to stand up and start dancing around the bonfire.

Linda, seeing this, decided to join them. She wasn’t a good dancer, however, and she clumsily stepped near the fire while she tried to follow the music. Not wanting any accidents, especially with fire involved, she was particularly careful not to step on anyone or anything as she danced. And she succeeded, luckily. However, she didn’t count on her massive weight, and the fact that each of her steps shook the ground heavily.

It took her a few seconds to realize that her dancing steps were knocking everyone off their feet. Completely embarrassed, she immediately stopped dancing, crouching and carefully reaching down to help the tinies back to their feet with her enormous hands.

“I’m so, so sorry!”, Linda said, blushing. “I’m such a klutz sometimes. Is everyone alright?”

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it.”, the tinies said as they got back on their feet.

“Oh, yes, you SHOULD worry about it!”, a voice came from the crowd.

Linda noticed a tiny woman making her way through the crowd. Wearing her unmistakable yellow bikini, and towering over the rest of the tinies by the bonfire, Bianca was soon standing by the giant American’s feet, hands on hips. The fact that someone so tall and strong looked so puny and tiny next to her never stopped amusing Linda.

“Ugh…you again.”, said Linda, faking a sigh and rolling her eyes.

“No, YOU again!”, said Bianca, “Can’t you just go hang out with other gringos and leave us alone?”

“Ummm…excuse me? I know I made a couple of mistakes before, but right now you’re the only one who seems to mind me here.”

“That’s so not true!”, Bianca answered, angrily. “The thing is, guys are just checking you out because you’re a foreigner. And girls don’t say anything because they’re afraid of you. But you’re the most annoying girl I’ve ever met, and that annoyment is only amplified with your stupid size. ¡Además eres una zorra! Enseñando todo a todo mundo. Por eso nadie quiere a los gringos. That’s why no one likes gringos. And besides, you–“

Bianca’s ranting was suddenly interrupted. Her voice had turned screechy and squeaky, and Linda simply couldn’t take it anymore. The fact that she was insulting her and her country didn’t help, either. So the American giantess decided to put a halt to it. With blinding speed, Linda lifted her right foot and brought it down on the diminutive Mexican girl. With a thud, Bianca disappeared underneath the colossal foot, her voice immediately ceasing to be heard. Silence took over, as no one dared to do or say anything. Even the music had stopped, making the crackling of the burning wood the only audible sound.

Linda held her foot in place a little longer. Even though she knew that what she had just done was wrong, the fact that the tiny Mexican was extremely rude and annoying somehow helped her feel a little better about it. Plus, not having to hear one more second of Bianca’s rant didn’t hurt, either.

After a little while, however, she decided it was time to let her go. As much as she enjoyed the feeling of power she had over her pathetic, little foe, she didn’t want to hurt her. Smothering her with her sole’s skin was also a very real possibility, and she didn’t want that, either. So, enjoying the sensation of complete control for a few more seconds, she finally lifted her foot, looking down. Expecting to see Bianca half buried in her giant footprint, Linda was a bit surprised when the annoying Mexican was nowhere to be seen. It only took her a couple of seconds to realize that everyone in the tiny crowd by the bonfire was staring up at her foot.

“No way…”, Linda said to herself, unable to hide the grin in her face.

Using her hands to hold her foot upwards, she saw Bianca’s diminutive body stuck to the surface of her sole. Unable to stop herself, she burst into laughter at the sight. Being stuck like that to her foot only made the tiny Mexican look even smaller and weaker. The look on Bianca’s face was also priceless: a strange combination between bewilderment, anger and fear. Linda had to shift her other foot a few times, and even hop on it once or twice, to avoid falling, as she tried to keep her balance while standing on one foot. This shook the ground a little, but not enough to knock anyone down.

Not wanting to forget this amusing sight, Linda quickly grabbed her phone and took a picture of Bianca and her foot. She couldn’t help but laugh again as she watched the picture, before placing her phone back between her breasts. She then felt herself losing her balance, so she reached down to peel Bianca off. However, having second thoughts about it, she stopped herself. Simply peeling her off wasn’t a suitable finish. So instead, she merely placed her foot back down, causing more than one tiny to gasp at the sight.

“This has been a lot of fun, little ones, but I should better head back.”, Linda said, knowing that from that point it would only be awkward to stay there. “Thanks for inviting me and see you soon! Have fun!”

And with that, Linda blew a kiss down at the crowd of tinies and turned around, walking back towards her hotel room. It didn’t take more than a couple of steps for Bianca’s body to finally be peeled off of the giant American’s foot because of the constant contact with the sand. Feeling this, Linda stopped walking and turned around. She then crouched down to take a closer look at her freshly made footprint. Her tiny rival lied there, half buried in the sand, like she pictured before.

“Awww, you look so adorable in there!”, Linda said, clapping. “Don’t move, let me take a picture of this, too.”

Linda then quickly grabbed her phone from her cleavage and snapped another photograph, this time of her micro-nemesis inside her footprint. Ignoring Bianca’s curses, she looked at the picture. Twitching her nose and raising an eyebrow, she inspected the picture for a few seconds before turning her phone upside down and holding it over Bianca so she could see the photo.

“What do you think?”, Linda asked, giggling. “You look cute enough, but your diminutive size makes my foot look huge!”

“You fucking bitch!”, Bianca yelled back, spitting some sand out of her mouth.

“I mean, it’s not like I have big feet.”, said Linda, completely ignoring the tiny woman.

“You’re SO dead!”, continued Bianca, climbing out of Linda’s footprint. “I’m so getting you back for this!”

“Or maybe I’m wrong. Do you think I have big feet?”, Linda asked, slamming her foot down, right next to Bianca. “You can make an educated guess. You already have experience with my foot, hehehe.”

“Whoa, hey!”, said Bianca as she was knocked down by the sudden stomp. “Cut it out already!”

“I’m size 8. That doesn’t count as big feet, does it?”, replied Linda, reaching down and pinching Bianca’s ankle between index and thumb, lifting her to face level.

“Eeeek!”, screamed Bianca, punching the air in vain. “Put me down!”

“What shoe size are you?”, Linda said, while easily dangling the tiny woman by her ankle. “Tall girls are supposed to have big feet, don’t they?”

“I’m going to fucking kill you!”, threatened Bianca, getting angrier and angrier by the second.

“Well, good luck with that”, said Linda, crouching down and unceremoniously dropping Bianca back on the sand. “Have a nice day!”

And with that, Linda stood back to full height and walked away. She knew she had been a little too mean to Bianca, but she was tired of her constantly interrupting her vacation by showing up everywhere and being annoying. She hoped that maybe this display of size difference would be enough to teach the tiny Mexican who was in charge, getting rid of her once and for all. But of course, things are never that easy, and this rivalry still had one more page to be written…

The Picnic

“Wake up, girls!”, said Donna, clapping her hands loudly. “Rise and shine!”

“What is it?”, asked Linda, slowly opening her eyes, yawning.

“We’re having a picnic today!”, answered Donna.

“We are?”, asked Linda, sounding annoyed.

“Yes, now get up!”, said Donna, grabbing Linda’s wrists and pulling her out of bed.

Linda stretched, rubbing her eyes. Looking at Chloe’s bed, she noticed that her short friend had her head buried into the pillow. She thought it would have been a good idea to do the same in order to avoid Donna’s annoying attempts to wake her up. Soon, however, she dismissed the idea, seeing the tall blonde grab one edge of the mattress with both hands and lifting it, causing the petite brunette to slide out of bed and onto the floor.

“Ouch! Hey!”, said Chloe, jumping onto her feet. “What the Hell was that for?!”

“Picnic!”, said Donna, cheerfully. “Get ready, you two! Meet you at the door in 5 minutes!”

“Do we really have to?”, asked Linda, sighing.

“Yes, we do!” answered Donna. “And don’t think I don’t know that you left Freckle unattended. He was terrified when I got back. Poor Freckle. So you owe me!”

“Ugh, fine, fine…”, said Linda and started getting ready.

“Hey, I don’t owe you anything”, said Chloe. “So I don’t have to go.”

“Excuse me?”, asked Donna, hands on hips. “Don’t get me started with you, missy! You put a man on my belly while I was sleeping!”

“Oh, well, but that was just…”
“No buts!”, said Donna with a commanding voice. “We’re going, and that’s it!”

“Fine, fine, calm down!”, said Chloe, rolling her eyes.

***

At the beach, Donna placed a few towels on the sand, covering what would be entire blocks to Mexican scale. She then put all kinds of snacks and stuff around, like sandwiches, fruits, chips, etc. By the time Linda and Chloe lazily got there, Donna had already set everything. Even Freckle was there, barking and jumping happily around a giant apple.

“Come on! Sit!”, said Donna, patting a towel with her hand.

Both girls then sat on the towel, and the 3 of them started eating. They were actually quite hungry, and half the food quickly disappeared inside their mouths. A few tiny tourists started gathering around the picnic zone, but none of them too close, clearly intimidated by the Americans’ colossal size. However, they stood at a safe distance, watching curiously.

“No drinks?”, asked Chloe, looking around.

“Oh, of course!”, said Donna, grabbing her bag. “Sorry! I forgot to take it out. We have orange juice, water…”

“Not that!”, interrupted Chloe. “I mean…drinks!”

“In the morning?”, asked Linda, grabbing a bottle of water.

“Excuse me, but we won’t be able to drink alcohol back home until we’re 21.”, answered Chloe. “We’re in Mexico now, and I intend to make the best of it.”

“Suit yourself”, said Donna. “I didn’t bring any alcohol, though.”

“It’s OK.”, said Chloe, taking out a six pack out of her bag. “I came prepared!”

The 3 girls then kept enjoying the picnic when Donna noticed a few bold tinies getting closer to them. She smiled and waved at them, trying to seem as friendly as possible. Linda simply giggled, seeing Donna’s attempts to get them to join the picnic. Chloe was too busy gulping down her beer to even notice this. Not that she cared.

“Come here!”, called Donna. “Join us! There’s more than enough for everyone!”

And with that, more and more tinies dared to venture towards the giant teenagers. Donna even placed a few sandwiches near them so they could also enjoy the giant food. By then, the little people around them already felt very comfortable, exploring the huge surroundings and even taking pictures. A couple of girls even started playing with Freckle, who seemed relieved to be around women closer to his size for a change.

“Hey, I have an idea!”, said Donna, taking out a rope from her bag. “Let’s jump the rope!”

“What?”, asked Linda. “Really?”

“Yeah, why not?”, asked Donna.

“Yeah, come on, Linda!”, said Chloe. “It will be fun! I haven’t done that in forever!”

“Looks like someone is drinking her beer too fast.”, said Linda, chuckling. “Fine, I guess we can for a bit.”

“Hey, I’m not drunk”, said Chloe, standing up. “Me first!”, she said, excited, and stood on a clear area.

Donna and Linda then joined Chloe, standing at each side of her, holding each end of the rope. They then started skipping the rope over and under their shorter friend. Chloe was surprisingly good, as even with a beer can in her hand, she easily jumped rhythmically. Every now and then she’d take a sip to show off.

The people at a nearby bar felt strong tremors each time Chloe landed, shaking their glasses a bit. This got their attention, and soon most of them were watching the petite giantess jumping the rope. The show didn’t last too long, though, since a few seconds later Chloe mistimed a jump and tripped, falling on her belly and spilling her beer.

“Oof!”, she said, as Donna helped her up.

“You’re very good!”, said the tall blonde. “I knew you had a child in you! Even if it needed alcohol to come out.”

“The only way there’d be a child in me would be if I ate it.”

“Very funny.”, said Donna, giving Chloe her end of the rope. “Let me show you how it’s done.”

Donna’s skill was flawless. She had a perfect timing, and there simply was no way that she’d trip. Being so easy for her, she even jumped on one foot, then the other, then span around midair. However, this wasn’t so good for everyone around. Donna was considerably heavier than Chloe, and her feet caused powerful tremors each time they landed on the sand. The people at the bar saw their drinks spill as soon as the bigger giantess started jumping. Even the waiters were knocked down every now and then, causing a big mess.

Soon, a couple of security guards started walking towards the gigantic trio. It took them much longer than expected to get there, since every tremor knocked them down. The closer they got, the stronger the tremors were. Eventually, they had to crawl towards them, since it was impossible to stand back up.

The tiny pair decided to approach the girl with the USA flag bikini, since she seemed the safest bet. The jumping one could very easily flatten them underfoot without noticing, and the short one was drinking beer, which made her a risky option, to say the least. Finally able to reach their goal, they poked the side of Linda’s left foot, trying to get her attention.

“Huh?”, she said, looking down. “Can I help you?”

“Miss, can you please ask your friend to stop jumping?”, they asked. “She’s causing tremors and a mess at the bar.”

“Oh, oops!”, she said, holding the rope still. “Of course, sorry about that!”

“Hey!”, complained Donna, looking at Linda. “Why did you stop?”

“Sorry, but the people at that bar are already complaining.”, explained Linda. “Plus, this is getting a bit boring already.”

“Ugh, fine…”, sighed Donna. “You’re no fun.”

As the girls walked back to the picnic, Donna grabbed a water gun from her bag. Grinning, she walked towards the sea and filled it. She then sneaked back, approaching Linda from behind.

“You’re no fun”, she repeated. “Let me show you how to have fun!”

And with that, Donna started firing squirts of water at Linda. The black haired girl yelped, jumping onto her feet and backing away from her taller friend, using her hands and arms to protect her body. Donna ignored Linda’s complains as she chased her around, soaking her easily. As innocent as this game was, however, it didn’t seem that way to the rest of the tourists.

Too busy trying to escape from Donna’s attack, Linda didn’t realize that to the rest of the people around, she was a one woman stampede. Her gargantuan feet caused powerful tremors, while also kicking and flattening random objects. People ran as fast as they could, trying to hide wherever they could. However, very few places were safe, since the two giantesses ran around the whole resort section.

“Cut it out!”, yelled Linda.

“No way! Not until the water runs out.”

“OK, that’s it!”

Linda turned around, now clearly annoyed, and tried to take Donna’s water gun from her. The tall blonde was caught by surprise, and soon both girls were pulling the toy weapon with all their strength, trying to snatch it. The tiny people around stared, nervously, as the two titanesses struggled. They quickly cleared the area, realizing it could only end badly. And they were right.

Donna proved to be simply too strong for Linda, and soon she couldn’t pull anymore. She let go the gun, which caused Donna to stumble backwards, finding no more resistance to compensate for her own pulling. She clumsily flattened a couple of chairs underfoot, kicking a palm tree with her heel and snapping it in half. This last action sent her down on her bottom, causing a strong, although brief earthquake.

Linda yelped seeing this and quickly helped her friend up. Immediately after, she bent down to get a closer look at Donna’s bottom, to see how much damage that fall had caused. Relieved, she found only debris and remains of objects that she couldn’t identify, since they had been deformed so much that they were unrecognizable. Meanwhile, Donna made sure that no one was where she had just landed, which luckily was the case. Still, realizing that they had caused a mess with their silly game, they simply walked back towards their picnic, not saying another word about it.

As soon as they got back, they realized that they shouldn’t have left Chloe alone with the tinies while she was drinking. The short girl was dancing on the towels, holding a beer can in her hand, and singing in a drunken voice. The tinies by her feet scurried terrified, trying to avoid being trodden by the giantess. The ones that tried to leave the picnic area were stopped by a beer waterfall falling from above, blocking their path.

“Where are you going?”, Chloe asked. “The party is just starting!”

Linda sighed and even giggled a little, seeing her drunken friend messing with the diminutive tourists. Donna, however, gasped as she realized Freckle was probably still there. Terrified about the thought of her dog flattened under Chloe’s foot, she dropped her water gun and rushed at her, wrapping her arms around her friend’s waist and lifting her off the towel. The smaller giantess struggled a little, but she couldn’t break free.

“You’re such a party pooper!”, said Chloe. “Put me down!”

“Oh, I will! But not there!” Donna said, taking a few steps away from the picnic and dropping her friend there.

“What was that for? I was having fun!”

“You could have hurt someone! Especially Freckle!”

“Freckle?”

“My dog. Just be careful, alright? You’re drunk.”

“Just a little, hehe.”

“Well, either way, you’re not allowed back in the picnic. It’s too risky.”

“Ugh…fine, whatever. I don’t need you’re stupid picnic. I’ll just go have fun somewhere else.”

Chloe then grabbed another beer can, but before she left, she noticed the discarded water gun lying on the sand. As subtle as a drunken girl can be, she quickly picked it up and walked away with it, thinking Donna probably wouldn’t miss it for the next minutes. She then sneaked away from the picnic area, looking for someone to mess with. In the meanwhile, she kept firing squirts of water at random people at the beach. The tinies scattered in random directions, trying to avoid the powerful jets of water falling from above.

“Don’t run, little ones!”, she said, chuckling. “It’s just water!”

As if on cue, the gun ran out of water. Noticing this, she decided to refill it in the ocean. However, she soon discarded that thought. An idea came to her drunken mind. Instead of walking all the way to the sea, she simply poured her beer into the gun. It wasn’t enough to fill it, but she didn’t need many shots. She just wanted to try it as an experiment.

“Ready for round two?”

Chloe started firing beer at the tiny fleeing tourists. It wasn’t too easy to aim, but every time she hit a target, the diminutive person was easily knocked down and even buried a little by the powerful stream, before their whole body got covered in foam. She couldn’t help but laugh each time someone disappeared inside a “cloud” of beer foam.

“What are you all complaining about?”, she asked, hearing them scream. “This is free beer for you! You should be thanking me!”

Chloe kept chasing tiny people for a few minutes, before noticing the gun was almost empty again. She then decided to save this last shot for someone special. She definitely didn’t want to waste more beer into a water gun, so she had to make the last shot count. And she knew just the right people to do it. As if on cue, she felt a slight tickling against the side of her left foot.

“Huh?”, she looked down, seeing a teeny tiny woman banging her fists against her foot. “Hey! It’s you again!”

“Listen to me, young lady!”, said the woman. “Stop littering the beach! Your giant cans are making the whole resort look dirty!”

“Then get rid of them”, said Chloe, chuckling.

“Very funny…now do it!”

“Oh, I’ll get rid of something, alright.”, Chloe said, grinning, and plucked the tiny woman from the sand. “Not so tough anymore, huh?”

The woman in her hand struggled in vain to break free, but Chloe had her firmly held. While she decided what to do with the annoying pest, she felt the same kind of tickling, this time on her other foot. Looking down, she saw the woman’s husband hitting her foot, as she expected. She simply rolled her eyes.

“I was wondering where you were.”, she told him. “I’m actually glad you’re here. Just in time to see your lady…fly!”

The little man could only stare, powerless, as the gargantuan American held his wife right in front of the water gun’s barrel. She then pulled the trigger, causing a powerful stream of beer to flow right towards the woman, sending her flying across the resort. The man screamed, terrified, until his wife landed inside the pool with a big splash. He sighed in relief seeing that she was alright, but this didn’t stop him from getting furious and start attacking the giant foot again, all this while yelling in Spanish.

“OK, this is getting redundant.”, Chloe said, faking a sigh. “Come here.”

Chloe grabbed the little man, trapping him inside her fist. This helped muffle his Spanish rant. This was relieving, but she still felt him squirming. Giving him a little squeeze, she walked towards the pool where his wife was. Then she unceremoniously dropped him in, not even looking down as she finished her beer. Frowning, she dropped the empty can into the pool as well, which immediately started floating. Giggling, she waved down at them and walked towards the bar.

“I need another drink.”, she said to herself, looking down at the bar, which was about the size of her foot. “This is SO not going to be enough!”

Sighing, she turned around and walked out of the Mexican-sized area.

“Don’t be sad, little ones! I’m just going to get a few more drinks and I’ll be right back!”

Moctezuma's Revenge

Linda sat on a towel, watching the little Mexicans playing around the gigantic picnic stuff. She was still a bit sleepy, so she wasn’t exactly in the mood of playing with them. As she watched, however, she spotted the unmistakable yellow bikini as Bianca walked right towards her. Without even thinking much about it, Linda lifted her hand, as if about to swat the diminutive Mexican.

“Wait, wait, wait!”, said Bianca, stopping in her tracks. “I come in peace.”

“Oh, really?”, asked Linda, skeptical. “How so?”

“Well, I really don’t want to have such a colossal girl as an enemy. So I brought this as a peace offer.”

Bianca then held a big plate up for Linda to grab. The American girl carefully reached down, outstretching her finger and holding it right infront of the tiny Mexican. Bianca then poured its contents onto the enormous fingertip. Seeing this, Linda lifted her finger to eye level, trying to find out what this peace offer was about.

“What are these?”, she asked, staring down at the tiny, orange things. “Some sort of Mexican berry?”

“Yep, that’s exactly what they are. I saw you girls had a picnic, so I wanted to help.”

“Funny color for a berry.”

“I guess it is, but the taste is great.”

“Well, they do seem tasty.”

And with that, Linda tossed all those “berries” into her mouth, chewing them just a couple of times before swallowing them. She frowned, trying to pick up the taste. It took her a few seconds before she started getting something. They definitely didn’t taste like any berry she had ever eaten.

“Are you sure they’re berries?”, Linda asked. “They taste more like…pepper.”

“Oh, did I say berries?”, said Bianca, grinning. “I meant chile. I think you people call it chili pepper.”

“What?! Chili pepper?!”

“Yeah. It’s called habanero. But it’s super tasty. Don’t you like it?”

Linda couldn’t answer that question. Her lips started to get numb and her tongue was burning. She jumped onto her feet and started looking around, looking for any source of water. There was no way she was drinking salty water, and the drinks in the bar were minuscule. Her only option was the pool, as humiliating and ridiculous as it sounded. Without thinking it twice, as the habanero burned her mouth, she rushed towards the bathtub-sized pool.

Once there, she immediately got down on all fours and, placing one hand at each side of the pool, she lowered her face into it, drinking like some sort of wild animal. The swimmers inside started swimming away from her, desperately trying to avoid being sucked into her mouth along with the water she was drinking.

Bianca ran as fast as she could to try and keep up with Linda’s gigantic legs. She obviously was no match for them, but she still managed to get there fast enough to get a good look at her enormous rival drinking from a pool. Without thinking it twice, she took out her phone and started recording it. Being able to do something like this to such a big and powerful person felt really good.

“Check this out!”, Bianca said. “Hey, you shouldn’t drink that. I don’t think it’s potable!”

Linda ignored her for a moment. She obviously was furious, but her first concern was her mouth and tongue’s wellbeing. She drank as much water as she could. It tasted horrible, but anything was better than the inferno she was feeling. Slowly, the fiery sensation started to decrease. And about time, too, since Linda was already too embarrassed. She finally pulled her face out of the pool, noticing a small crowd watching her. She actually couldn’t blame them.

“You’re gonna be super sick after that!”, said Biana, chuckling. “That water is full of chlorine.”

“I didn’t actually DRINK it. I was spitting it back. I’m not stupid!”

“Ew! Spitting it back! So the pool is now full of your saliva? Disgusting!”

“Hey! It was YOUR fault!”

“My fault? How is it my fault that you Americans have princess tongues?”

Linda was simply too angry to just argue in a civilized way. Without another word, she slammed her hand on the tiny girl, easily pinning her down. She then wrapped her fingers around her, trapping her inside her fist. She could feel her squirming inside, but she was no match for her hand. She then got back on her feet. The burning in her mouth hand’t completely disappeared, but it was at least tolerable. The little woman kept squirming, so she squeezed a little harder and shook her fist a bit to calm her down.

“That’s what you get when you mess with me, missy!”, Linda said, opening her hand.

“You bitch! This was just to put us even!”, yelled Bianca, furiously.

“Even? How?”

“You were a bitch to me during the bonfire, remember? Now you get a taste of Moctezuma’s revenge. It’s only fair.”

“And now you get a taste of Linda’s revenge, hehe.”

“Hey, at least I was clever. You only use your stupid size.”

“Well, that’s all I need.”, said Linda, feeling super powerful. “Plus, it’s not your fault we have princess tongues, huh? Well, it’s not my fault you Mexicans are so teeny tiny and weak.”

“Ugh, whatever, just put me down, OK?”

“Sure, in a second.”

Linda then held her open palm in front of her face. She used her free hand to turn Bianca around, so she was facing the picnic. Then, she simply flicked her diminutive bottom with her index finger, sending her flying. The tiny Mexican screamed all the way, closing her eyes and expecting the worst. Luckily for her, something else happened.

Instead of simply falling all the way to the ground, her body suddenly smacked against a soft, fleshy surface. A moment later, she started slipping down, unable to find any handholds to stop it. Again, she thought she might slip to her death, until she felt something stop her fall. Without thinking twice, she wrapped her arms around it, holding onto it for dear life.

Linda couldn’t help but laugh out loud as she watched the scene. Her diminutive rival sliding down the vast surface of Donna’s broad back, only to seemingly get entangled with her friend’s bikini top string. Donna, feeling a poke on her back, immediately turned around while reaching for the “poked” spot.

“Did you just poke me?”, asked Donna, seeing Linda so close to her.

“Yeah, sorry, that was me.”, Linda answered, trying to keep Bianca unnoticed. “Just teasing.”

“Uh huh…and you two call me childish.”

Donna simply sighed and turned her attention back to her dog, as well as a few tiny Mexicans playing with him. What neither giantess noticed was that, while Donna was trying to reach her hand for the spot on her back where she felt the poke, she accidentally DID poke Bianca with her pinkie, causing her to lose her grip on the string and slide down the rest of her bare back.

This time she looked down, knowing that she’d need to find something else to hold onto. Sliding down Donna’s back didn’t make things easy, but she managed to get into a good position, so that when the time came, she was able to hold onto Donna’s bikini bottom, hanging, once again, for dear life.

Linda slowly walked towards Donna, smiling from ear to ear. She then crouched, so that she’d be “face to face” with her friend’s bottom. Her face was so close that her nose almost poked Bianca. The tiny Mexican girl was furious, and even kicked Linda’s face, which caused her to almost lose her grip again. The American giantess simple giggled, barely even feeling the kick at all.

“This is priceless”, said Linda.

“OK, game over. Please help me down! This is dangerous!”

“Oh, is it? I don’t know. Donna seems safe enough.”

“Please, please, please!”

“No, no, no. I got Moctezuma’s revenge. Your turn.”

“You bitch!”, Bianca yelled, kicking the tip of Linda’s nose again.

“Cute”, she said, smiling, and backed away from Donna’s bottom.

Linda took out her phone and took a picture of Bianca holding onto Donna’s bikini bottom. She actually didn’t want the tiny girl to fall and hurt herself, so she decided to stick around, just in case, until Donna finally sat down. The impact of her tall, blonde friend’s bottom against the sand as she sat was more than enough to knock Bianca down. Luckily, the fall was way shorter now that Donna was sitting, so she landed on the sand harmlessly.

“OK, get ready for the House of Pain!”, yelled Bianca.

The yellow-bikini clad Mexican charged towards Linda, furiously. The American giantess wasn’t worried at all, so she simply stood there, waiting. However, Bianca had only taken a few steps when, all of a sudden, an colossal hand dropped down from above, easily plucking her from the ground.

“Leaving already?”, asked Donna, naively. “But we’re having so much fun!”

“Wait, no. I have to—“Bianca started, but was cut off.

“Oh, I know what’s going on here.”, continued Donna. “You haven’t played with Freckle yet! Come here, you’re going to love him!”

Bianca kept complaining and yelling, trying to break free. However, Donna simply ignored her and put her down among the other tinies, along with Freckle. She tried to leave a couple more times, but the blonde giantess simply brushed her back with her hand. Linda was having a blast, but it seemed the right time to leave, so she simply waved down at Bianca, blew a kiss at her and then turned around, walking away.

***

Epilogue

Chloe woke up the next morning, really dizzy, unable to remember anything from last night. Her head hurt a bit, so she just closed he reyes again for a little longer. That’s when she realized that the sun was shining right onto her face. Confused, she opened her eyes again and looked around. She wasn’t in her room, but rather outside at the resort.

Sitting up, she realized she had actually spent the night inside a bathtub. Or at least it was bathtub sized. It was a tiny pool! And to make things worse, she was fully dressed! Tank top, jeans and even socks and shoes! Well, just one shoe. The other one was missing. She wiggled the toes of her shoe-less foot before finally deciding to get up.

She placed her hands at each side of the pool and pushed herself up, her body a little sore in general. She then got back on her feet, her clothes dripping wet. After that, she immediately looked down at the pool, hoping there was no one inside. Luckily, there wasn’t. Then again, how could there be? Her huge body took all the space in there. She also noticed that a lot of water was missing from the pool, most likely washed out when she got in there…for whatever reason she might have ended up in there.

“Never again”, she said, when she felt a weak poking against the side of her socked foot. “Huh?”

“Good morning”, said a tiny woman by her foot. “How did you sleep?”

“Please not now.”, said Chloe, immediately recognizing the annoying, tiny woman. “I’m NOT in the mood for a lecture.”

“Oh, I’m not going to lecture you, dear. We just got you a couple of presents.”, she said, pointing at something behind Chloe.

Confused, she turned around and looked down. There, by her feet, stood the woman’s husband, along with a glass containing a strange green liquid and what seemed to be ointment to treat sunburns.

“Ummm…what are these things for?”, asked Chloe, even more confused.

“Well, the ointment is for your skin.”, answered the woman, joining her husband. “You spent a few hours under direct sunlight, so your skin is probably a little burned. And this in the glass is just perfect to help get rid of hangover side effects.”

“Wait, wait, what?”, asked Chloe, blushing. “That’s for me? But…why? I thought you’d be super pissed off at me after…well, everything.”

“It was very annoying, for sure.”, said the woman. “But we understand you’re just a teenager wanting to have fun. Trust me, I know. I was exactly the same when I was your age. If I had been as big as you are, who knows what I would have done!”

“Oh…well…thanks.”, Chloe said, still really surprised. She then noticed her skin was actually a bit red. “I mean, really, thank you. And I’m so, so sorry about all the things I did before.”

“It’s alright, dear. You’re young only once. I hope you enjoyed it. Just try to be a bit less rough next time, OK?”

“Promise!”, Chloe answered, reaching down for them and rubbing them against her cheeks. “Ow, ow, ow! Sunburn!”, she said, placing them back down. “I should get going, actually. Thanks again!”

“Take care!”, said the woman, watching her pick up her gifts and walk away.

***

Linda walked into the tiny resort area, already clothed in her pink blouse and shorts, along with a pair of flip flops. She seemed to be in a hurry, looking around while cracking her knuckles and biting her lips. She then spotted her shorter friend walking clumsily.

“Chloe!”, she yelled. “Where the Hell have you been?! We have to check out in an hour, you know? And where is your shoe?”

“Do you have to be so loud?”, asked Chloe. “My head is hurting a lot, so please…lower your voice.”

“Fine, sorry.”, whispered Linda. “You’ll tell me everything later. Just come with me. Hurry.”

Chloe then started walking towards Linda, still clumsily. Linda started tapping her foot as she waited, exasperated. While she waited, she spotted the “tall”, annoying Mexican girl walking towards her, wearing her usual yellow bikini. Linda just rolled her eyes.

“Not now, shorty.”

“Oh, I’m not asking you!”, said Bianca. “I’m teaching you a lesson you won’t forget. Once and for all!”

Linda was simply thinking about a new way to deal with her when she noticed that Chloe was walking right towards them. Bianca was too angry to even realize it, but the pixie-haired American was getting awfully close. By the time the tiny Mexican noticed a shadow covering her, it was too late. Chloe’s shoed foot was coming down at her fast. The giantess was still too hangover to even watch her step. Bianca simply screamed and closed her eyes, bracing herself.

With her eyes closed, Bianca couldn’t tell what was happening around her. However, she could feel a massive wall of flesh brush her aside, causing her to fall harshly on her back. She immediately opened her eyes, seeing something she wouldn’t have expected to see in a thousand years: Linda was down on all fours, while her right hand was under Chloe’s foot.

“Yeowch!!!!”, shouted Linda, almost deafening every tiny around.

“Linda!”, shouted Chloe, quickly lifting her foot off her friend’s hand. “What are you doing?”

“You were going to step on someone!”, Linda answered, blowing at her hand. “Owie…”

“I was?”, Chloe looked down, noticing the tiny Mexican girl. “Oops! Sorry! I didn’t see you.”

“No worries”, said Bianca, panting.

Bianca still couldn’t believe her eyes. Her hated rival had just saved her life. And not only that, she had done it getting herself in harm’s way. As surprised as she was, she couldn’t even say a word. She just stared up at her saviour, jaw on the floor.

“Are you alright?”, asked Linda, finally making Bianca snap out of it.

“Y…yes…thank you.”

“Oh, don’t mention it.”
“No, no, really. You saved my life!”

“So? I know we gave each other a hard time, but I’d never wish you any harm!”

“Likewise.”, answered Bianca, still blushing. “Still, I really, really appreciate it.”

“It’s OK, really. I’m leaving today, anyway. So I’m just glad we got a truce before that.”

“Me too, actually. Sorry about being a bitch these days.”

“Right back at you.”

“Well, have a good flight”, Bianca said, offering her hand for a handshake.

“Thank you”, Linda answered, offering her finger, which Bianca shook using both hands. “Ouch!”

“What?”, asked Bianca, startled.

“Sorry, sorry, this is my stepped hand, hehe.”

“Oh, I see. Sorry.”, said Bianca, but then she smiled. “And you kept saying I couldn’t physically hurt you, hehe.”

“Hey, this doesn’t count! My friend Chloe did most of the work!”

“Technicalities!”, answered Bianca, giggling. “Now go! It seems you might miss your plane!”

“Oh, indeed!”, Linda said, getting back on her feet. “Chloe, let’s go!”

And with that, Linda grabbed Chloe’s wrist with her good hand and dragged her all the way across the tiny resort and back to their room, waving back at her “new friend”. Bianca waved back as both giantesses left. The people at the resort first felt relieved that the messy Americans had finally left, although some realized things would also be less interesting from that time on.

***

Chloe, Donna and Linda were finally on their way home, really exhausted but also extremely happy about the trip. They had a great time, and none of them tried to hide it.

“We’re doing this again next year, aren’t we?”, asked Linda.

“You can bet your ass we will!”, answered Chloe.

“Best springbreak ever!”, added Donna.

“Oh, by the way, Linda told me what happened with that Pablo boy and his girlfriend. Did you really…?”

“Oh, yeah, of course I did. He deserved it!”

“Ugh, I wish I had been there! I knew you had a beast inside you! See? I told you!”

“Hehe…I guess I do, after all.”, said Donna, blushing.

“Well, tell me everything!”
“Alright, alright. Well, when I saw the two of them kissing, I was furious! So I stomped towards them and then I simply…”