Chapter 4

A huge eye peered into the window. As it saw Marian, it narrowed, signaling its owner was smiling.

"Marcia!", Marian hissed.

"What? What is happening?" Luke asked. The other two where rubbing the spots where their bodies hit the walls.

"Open the pod doors, bitch!" a loud voice boomed. "No tricks, or I'll crush this piece of space junk in my fist!"  Marian's ship was equipped with a universal translator as well, so Paul, Luke and Dennis could understand what this Marcia said too.

"Says you," Marian muttered under her breath as she turned from the window and swiftly pushed a button on the ship's control panel. A humming noise suddenly appeared, and the ship slowly descended, accompanied by a loud curse. It was the loud voice.

"What the hell?" Paul asked as the gently ship hit the ground.

"It's Marcia! A competitor, and, as I hate to mention, an, err, "acquaintance" of me. She must have followed me here! She's after the objects too...luckily, I took safety measures and equipped my vessel with a sophisticated shield generator. The activation of the shield pried her hand open. It guards against a lot of things....That fucking bitch! She is going to get it!" she concluded, her voice filled with anger.

She pushed another button on the control panel, and a terrible scream was heard. Marian had fired a gun at this Marcia, hitting her with a stunning ray.

"She has used our natural ability to increase height," Marian explained to the shocked trio. "Marcia and I both want the job. She must have followed me....now she is here too, and wants to steal one or more of the objects from me. You can register one and the same object more than once, you know.... But I'll not let her have them! She is going to regret this!" Marian looked through a window. She saw another spaceship, recognizing it as Marcia’s. She must have landed while Marian was having sex, hence she hadn’t noticed.

"I trust she is no friend of you," Paul said, looking out of one of the ships windows and seeing a huge figure lying next to the house. It was easily two times as big as their home, wearing the same suit as Marian.

"OH GOD!" Dennis cried, when he saw it too. Marcia was lying where their garage had been. It was buried under her huge body now. "She has destroyed the garage! Our car! What if she had destroyed our house? Ooooooh." Dennis fainted.

"She is no friend indeed," Marian said. "She is a bitch. Lazy, thieving, stupid. We know each other for a long time, and I can tell you I cannot express my dislike or my desire to see her vanquished.”

The huge figure stirred a little. Marian, seeing this, dove towards the ship's door. "Stay here!", she shouted back. "Don't leave until I return...and don't touch anything!"

Marian went outside, cursing she hadn‘t taken a hand weapon with her. She cautiously approached the huge shape lying next to the trio's house, her eyes fixed on it. She knew Marcia wouldn't halt for anything to get her way. As she was about fifteen feet from her, an arm suddenly shot out, reaching towards Marian.

"GOTCHA!", Marcia cried. She had only feinted to be unconscious.

"NOPE!" , Marian cried back, having dodged her grabbing hand. She knew her too well.

Marcia clenched a fist and struck at Marian. She slammed down, missing Marian who dove aside. A hit would have killed her for sure. As big as Marian was, she was nothing but a doll compared to the gigantic Marcia, who now rose to her full height.

Inside the ship, Paul, Luke and Dennis, who had gotten up again sucked in their breaths as they saw the second alien stand up. She was enormous! Their not so little house, three stories high, barely reached her thighs. It looked like a gigantic child was standing next to a dollhouse. Marcia had to be at least 75 feet tall!

She raised one of her huge feet and stamped down on the spot were Marian stood. Again, the latter was quicker. She made a summersault, evading Marcia's huge booted foot, which was about as long as she Marian was tall. The windows of the trio's house rattled from the impact.

"You cursed bitch!", Marcia spat. "Dodge this!"

To Marian's horror, not to mention the trio's, Marcia bent down and tore the house from its foundations. It cracked in protest as it rose from the ground, dust and small bricks raining down. Marcia lifted it slowly above her head, as if she was holding a large boulder. A large rectangular hole was left in the ground were it had been standing.

Then, with all her strength, Marcia threw the house down upon Marian. It shattered with a loud noise, and if she ship hadn't been protected by a shield, it would've been severly damaged by the debris flying around.

"Our house!", Dennis winched, his hand before his mouth. "Our beautiful house! Our furniture! Our...". He fainted again.

Paul and Luke, both still naked, stood looking outside the window, frozen. This was horrible!

Marian disappeared under the house as Marcia threw it upon her. She hadn't been able to dodge the large building. There was no movement under the debris, nothing but a pile of stones, concrete and shattered wood and furniture could be seen, clouds of dust emerging from it. Marcia grinned as she admired her work, then turned towards the ship.

"All right, you primitive semi-sentient worms! I want the six objects! And I want them now! If not, I'll overload the shields with my board weaponry and take them myself! And you will be gelly between my fingers! Give them to me, and I might let you live!". She put her hands on her hips, towering high above the ship, being the size of a shoebox to her.

"What do we do?", Paul said, looking at the enormous white wall in front of the window that was Marcia's boot.

"We better cooperate," Luke suggested. "Give her the...O FUCK!" He suddenly realized Marian never told them where were the other five objects in the ship were located.

"Then we must tell her," Paul said, after Luke told them about this. "And hope she will believe us...", he added in a fearful voice. He had little hope she would.

"OK, I warned you!" Marcia said after half a minute. "Just you wait!" She turned towards her ship, which had landed 50 feet from the trio's house in a farmers' field. She raised her arm towards it, opening a box in her sleeve just like Marian did, and wanted to push a button, obviously to activate the ship's weapons. But as she was about to do so, a large rumble behind her made her turn. From the debris of the house Marian rose. But not just up.
She was growing.