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Another Emma Episode and this was commissioned by Yamumil! It stars herself and myself as minigts's who go around robbing a bank and causing all kinds of trouble. It's got mini giantess, violence, lots of violence, some crushing, feet stuff, and some boob stuff. Hope you enjoy!

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“Emma!”

“What the?!” Emma shouted, suddenly going into defensive mode. The voice was too close to just be a coincidence. Or the TV. Or someone outside. She’d just been in the middle of… well, nothing. She hadn’t been doing anything and was just sort of spacing out while staring at a wall when she’d heard her name get called out. Was there something she was supposed to be doing? Was she going to get in trouble?!

“It’s me, dummy.” The voice said, now obvious it was coming from directly behind her.

Emma whipped around backwards in her seat, spotting a woman every bit as tall as she was standing with her arms folded over her chest. It was Sammy! Her recurring friend slash work acquaintance who kept showing up to offer her various extremely violent jobs in service of an agency she knows nothing about. From Emma’s perspective what had wound up being a weekend-long stint as a super-secret agent ended with her being fired for taking someone else’s lunch, and now she keeps getting re-invited by Sammy anyway for top secret tasks.

“Wait…” Emma said as her train of thought was instantly derailed.

“What’s up?”

“How did you get in my…”

“I have a job for you, if you’d like to take it.” Sammy offered, cutting Emma off mid-sentence.

“I don’t know…” Emma muttered. She’d just been fired after not showing up to work for like… a week at her previous job. It wasn’t ideal, but she hadn’t done a whole lot since then. Mostly just sit around in complete silence and wait for a new job offer to arrive as they so often seemed to.

“You’ll get to smash up a bank…”

Emma smiled.

“Thought that might get your attention.” Sammy chirped, pulling a small clipboard out from behind her back and tossing it onto Emma’s lap. “Here’s the dossier with everything you need to know.”

Emma looked at the clipboard. Then looked back up at Sammy, whose smile began to fade.

“Really?”

“It’s… it’s just…” Emma began, trying to find the words she was looking for. “Reading these things is so… boring. And-“

“Fine!” The giant blonde interrupted again, snatching the clipboard away. “I’ll just… tell you on the way. I guess. Just… go get ready. Gear up.”

It was time for Emma’s smile to fade.

“What? No good?”

“I mean. I get the wordplay, but…”

“Whatever! Just go! I’ll be outside! And keep this in your pockets! You’ll need it” Sammy shouted in exasperation, tossing a small metallic coin to Emma before walking outside.

Moments later the pair were on their way. Emma’s idea of getting prepared amounted to little more than changing from a tank top into a regular t-shirt in an effort to, in her own words, “make it so my boobs won’t pop out as easy.” Sammy was dressed just as casually, wearing a Hawaiian print button-up as if she were a geriatric on vacation. The pair silently walked over to an enormous vehicle Sammy had somehow driven up to Emma’s place in without arousing anyone’s suspicions, and left in a matter of minutes.

“Okay. Here’s what you need to know.” Sammy began.

“Do you have any gum on you?”

“Really?” Sammy asked, looking in the rear view mirror at the near-nine foot tall woman in the back of the vehicle struggling to stretch a seatbelt over her bust. “Remind me why I keep asking you to come along to these things again?”

“Because of my winning personality?”

“Mm. Pass.” Sammy said, rolling her eyes as she reached into the glove compartment to pull out a small pack of gum. “But, fine. This should be pretty easy, anyway. Take some stupid gum.”

Emma tried, but failed to catch the small packet of spearmint gum as it fell into her lap.

“Aw gross. Green. Have any winter fre-“

“No. Shut up now.” Sammy said, starting the vehicle. “The bank we’re visiting has been doing some shady things. Really, really shady things. Like hiring contractors to build huge basements and having materials shipped in that seem like they’d be used to-“

“What kind of bank ISN’T doing shady things?”

“Ha!” Sammy chuckled. “Good point, but also shut up. Anyway, it seems like they could be constructing additional vaults underground to store more… sensitive material. The kind of stuff that would need to be kept off the books. We’ve got some people on the inside to help us out, but we probably won’t be needing them.”

“And why’s that?” Emma asked, blanching as she unwrapped all six sticks of gum at once and popped them into her mouth individually.

“Because I’ve got my own plans. Plans that aren’t quite as stealthy as the higher-ups want me to be. Plans that involve-“

“Breaking a lot of people? Probably taking your shoes off, and feeling them squish under your toes. And then breaking their bones like-”

“Yes. Exactly.” Sammy said, smiling dreamily as she looked in the rear-view mirror. A smile that quickly faded as she watched Emma chew the entire pack of gum at once.

“So how many people will be there?” Emma asked while attempting to blow a bubble. It didn’t go well, as the amount of gum was simply too insignificant for a mouth as big as hers.

“No way of knowing. A dozen. Maybe. But the police will probably be called after we start waving the guns around-“

“Wait, guns?”

“Blanks. Don’t worry. It’s just to get everyone’s attention. Shooting guns is no fun compared too… you know. Once we have the situation under control the shadier people will realize that something’s going on and probably prevent any others from coming in. Then we’ll have free reign of the vaults below, uninterrupted.”

“Sounds easy enough.”

“Except for all the mercenaries they’ve got guarding the location.”

“Man. My life is just like a video game sometimes.” Emma said, finally managing to blow a bubble, which popped only a half-second later.

“And just like a video game, we’ve got to make sure nobody gets out of there alive. Not a single soul.”

“I don’t know if I like the sound of that.”

“It won’t be as hard as you think.”

“Not that, more the idea of-“

“Don’t worry about it. Would I ever lead you astray?”

Emma flashed back to how she’d gotten fired from the agency in the first place. Sammy herself telling Emma that the co-worker whose lunch she’d stolen had left it there the day prior, and hadn’t come in today. Something she apologized for later, but now that it had been brought up again…

“We’re here!”

“Wait, wh-“

“GO OUTSIDE! NOW!” Sammy screamed, grabbing a ski mask from the duffel bag in the back and a weapon then charging outside. Emma, not knowing what to do followed suit as best she could while grabbing a second weapon from the bag and stumbling out of the vehicle to catch up to her friend.

“LISTEN UP EVERYBODY! HANDS IN THE AIR AND NOBODY GETS HURT!” Sammy shouted, pointing her gun to the ceiling and firing off a few rounds to get everyone’s attention. A random selection of the people inside quickly turned tail and ran, but she didn’t bother chasing after them. The vast majority stayed where they were, and looked at the giant woman.

“AND I’M HERE TOO!” Emma shouted, catching up a second later and stumbling in just as a handful more people ran out of the building. Neither giantess made an attempt to stop them, which seemed unusual but Emma was just following the other’s lead on this one.

The tellers looked at one another, then back to Emma and Sammy. After a silent nod, they all reached under their desks in unison.

And a huge metal door slammed shut behind Emma, narrowly missing her and trapping the giant pair inside. Sammy looked back and gave Emma a thumbs up, then took this opportunity to toss her gun aside, and stroll over to a room labeled SECURITY.

“UH, HI EVERYBODY!” Emma laughed, nervously. “I guess you’re all gonna be my hostages today. I hope we can all get along. Maybe I’ll even go easy and just, I don’t know. Lightly step on your throat or something. To kill you, that is. Cause… that’s what I’m here to do!”

All at once e very single person in the bank pulled out a gun of their own, and trained them on Emma. The giantess dropped her own weapon in surprise, and looked around nervously. Were these part of the mercenaries that Sammy had warned her about?

While Emma was in the middle of her own giant-sized Mexican standoff, Sammy was breaking the door to the security room down using her own great size and impressive physique. The heavy slab of metal crashed to the floor in an instant, leaving her plainly visible to the two security guards in front of a large panel of monitors and security technology.

“Hi.” Sammy said, reaching forward to grab the first one by the throat. Neither of them stood even as tall as her chest, and her big hands were easily able to completely encircle the small man’s neck. She grinned, and flexed her grip, crushing the bones in her fingers to powder as the light faded from the eyes of the man she held so tightly to.

The second guard flew into a panic at the sight of how quickly his partner’s life had ended. In less than a second he’d unholstered a stun gun, But before he could fire he found his own wrist snapped in a direction it was not intended to bend. He opened his mouth to shout in pain, but was quickly thrown to the floor. And before he could even groan in discomfort, he saw Sammy’s enormous foot slip out of the sandals she’d walked into the bank with, and raise over his head.

“DON’T-” he began, just as Sammy stamped down with all of her considerable strength. The man’s head was caved in instantly, as Sammy’s powerful stamp carried enough force behind it to crack straight through the hardwood floors of the security room and leave a huge dent where her heel had so casually ripped through his throat.

Sammy smiled at how easy that had been. Wiping her foot backwards to really draw it out, she watched as a long red trail in the shape of her toes was left behind as she did so. She’d wanted to spend more time finishing him off, but the first parts of her plan were the most important and she needed to act quickly.

Turning away from the two crushed men, she walked back over to the security terminals, and checked out the feeds. She smiled as she saw a half-dozen bodies lying throughout the bank with guns lying next to them. She flipped through the feeds for a moment before spotting Emma. In each of her arms she held onto a fully-grown man, while a struggling woman trapped between her colossal thighs fought to escape.

“This is what happens when you pull a gun on someone who’s just trying to rob a bank!” Emma shouted, clenching her thighs together. The tiny head trapped between them bulged grotesquely for a split second, then popped like a blood-filled balloon. A chunky geyser of viscera shot out as the skinny little arms went limp. Exhaling in relief, Emma sighed and repositioned both heads she was holding onto under her arms so the men’s little faces were mashed into the sides of her heavy chest.

Sammy rolled her eyes. Emma seemed to always be in a never-ending quest to make her boobs into deadly weapons. Too bad the most they could do to a normal-sized person was knock them away, or smother them. Maybe in the future they’d get the opportunity to do a mission that required some extra growth, and her dream of possessing twin wrecking balls could come true.

But, until then…

Balling her fingers into fists, Sammy started attacking the security terminals. If she had more time she could have left all the equipment intact and simply shut things off, but that also would have been far less fun. With all of the equipment broken there would be no easy way for anyone still around to escape the building, leaving herself and Emma free reign over everything.

Sparks flew through the air as Sammy’s fists and feet made quick work of the complex machinery. After a minute of constant attacking she was satisfied in the amount of destruction she’d wrought on the machinery, and walked back out of the security room. Four tiny hands were still grabbing at Emma’s boobs in a vain attempt to push them away enough for air to get into their heavy prisons.

“Sammy! Check this out!” Emma said, lifting her chest with her forearms to show off. They were still moving frantically, trying everything in their power to pull their faces away from the soft orbs resting on the giant woman’s chest.

“Stop that.” Sammy said, slapping the top of Emma’s chest while walking past her. “We don’t have time for them to suffocate, or whatever else you plan on doing. Just finish them and let’s go. We’ve got a whole underground to rob.”

“Wait, rob?” Emma asked, walking after Sammy but not taking her advice as she kept the bodies pinned to her chest. It took a lot longer than she expected to suffocate a body in her boobs, but she was intent on making this work!

“Yes. It’ll look less suspicious if we take some money alongside what I came here for. That way it doesn’t look like a coordinated strike planned in secrecy, and just like some overenthusiastic thieves. Especially since there won’t be any security tapes to look at.”

“Oh.” Emma said, following the other giantess to an unmarked door in the back. Sammy turned the knob, found it was locked, then raised one foot to the door before kicking it open effortlessly.

“Would you hurry up and finish those guys off?” Sammy scolded. “We don’t know who’ll be down there, and we don’t want to a liability.

“Okay.” Emma said, feeling dejected. “I guess...” The pair was released and fell onto the floor whereupon they immediately clutched their throats while gasping for air.

Emma didn’t say anything else as she lifted her own foot, shook her flip flops off, and placed a massive bare foot onto the man to her right. His hands had been wrapped around his neck to try and breathe more clearly, but found those efforts quashed when Emma’s toes stepped onto him. He looked up at the giant woman with fear-filled eyes, but found she wouldn’t have even been able to see his face. Her chest simply blocked anything directly beneath her from view!

With excruciating slowness that seemed tailor made to annoy Sammy, Emma gradually pushed down harder and harder. His fingers cracked under her sole, and he began to cry more loudly as he could feel his throat being crushed under the gigantic young woman’s weight. He writhed on the floor for nearly a minute, fighting to at least pull his hands away as they were pressed flat under the giant woman’s mighty tread, but it was no use.

With a meaty CRUNCH Emma’s toes touched the floor underneath the man, crushing his throat completely. A small trickle of blood began to pour out the sides of his mouth as he lie still on the floor.

“You BITCH!”

Emma looked at the other man, who’d recovered enough to be able to speak again. She was irritated by his rudeness and prepared to exact some sort of revenge on him, but found he was instead looking up at Sammy with an angry scowl.

“We’re on your side! Remember! Yellow bracelets!” The man said, before breaking into a fresh round of coughing while raising his right arm, showing off a plastic band wrapped around it. “Wait until the agency hears-“

“Shut up.” Sammy said, turning around and kicking the man in the ribs. His torso instantly collapsed from the blow as he was sent flying several feet. The instant he landed he curled up into a ball, clenching his stomach and struggling to breathe once again.

Sammy wasted no time. She walked over to where he was lying on the floor, and placed her gigantic bare foot on the side of his head. She smiled while pushing all of her weight onto her toes, and felt the cranium crack for a split second, before it collapsed into a messy mush.

“Isn’t it great how easily little people crack?” Sammy asked, wiping her foot back to clean it off after crushing yet another man’s skull. “Now come on, let’s-“

“Wait, what did he mean?” Emma asked, folding her arms. Something suspicious was going on and she aimed to find out what. She didn’t want to fight Sammy, mostly because she wasn’t even sure she could win that fight, but if there was something strange going on she needed to know.

“It’s nothing.” Sammy said, rolling her eyes. “Remember how I said we had some people on the inside helping us out?”

Emma’s eyes widened.

“Yeah. My plan was better than the agency’s, but it required a few… sacrifices. They weren’t told about it, of course. Did you not notice anything strange after everyone pulled guns out while I went to the security room?”

Emma frowned. She had indeed watched as many of the people inside of the room fired on one another instead of at her. And in her great zealousness to ensure there were no weapons pointed at her, she’d…

In its own way that was thrilling. Exciting, as they had assumed Emma was on their side, only to be proven wrong as she had executed them all with just as much gusto as she had whichever ones weren’t working with her. She had just played the role of a real-life engine of destruction, and she’d done so beautifully.

“It’s okay. They were redundant. They don’t matter.” Sammy said, patting her equally gigantic friend on the back as she walked into the hallway. “Let’s get downstairs now.

”Alright, fine.” Emma said, walking after the towering woman. “But just because my middle name is ‘wanton destruction.”

“Did you say something?”

“Mmm… nope.” Emma replied, suddenly flushed with embarrassment over that line. “Let’s just go!”

There were at least three staircases between the ground and bottom floor. Once there they came across a nicely-dressed man armed to the teeth with visible weaponry at the end of a long hallway. With no places to hide Emma tensed up as soon as she saw him, but relaxed when she noticed the flash of yellow around his wrist.

“Everyone doing okay up top?” The man asked, turning around to begin typing into a keypad next to the door he stood in front of.

“Yup.” Sammy said, smiling mischievously. “They’re all having cake right now. You should go join them while we finish things down here.”

“Ha ha.” The man replied, rolling his eyes as he finished typing in the code to get to the underground area. The door did not respond, however. He sighed, and typed the code in again. But once again, the door did not respond.

“There a problem there, bud?” Emma asked, leaning over the man and covering him in deep shadow as she did so. “You don’t have performance anxiety there, do ya?”

“No.” The man answered stoically, before grunting in annoyance and typing the password in for a third time. The door refused to open, and Sammy folded her arms under her chest as she stepped up next to Emma so both gigantic women were directly standing over the man, threatening to consume him with their presence alone.

“Fuck it.” He said, giving up on the keypad. “The system must be fuckin’ up. “There’s a backup retinal scanner, too. Just give me a minute.” He explained, typing more numbers into the keypad until a bright green light began emitting from the panel above the numbers.

“TOOK TOO LONG!” Sammy shouted joyfully, palming the man’s head in one quick movement and slamming it into the wall in front of him. Sammy’s strength was once again on full display as most of his face was instantly caved in from the force behind her blow. “This is why they needed to die, Emma. We could’ve been down there like, a whole minute ago by now. Anyone shorter than seven feet might as well not even be a person.” She explained, casually holding the dead man’s face in front of the small light.

A loud buzz echoed through the empty hallway.

“Is that good?” Emma asked, turning around to make sure nobody else was coming after that noise.”

“Shut up.” Sammy said, frowning as she kept running the dead man’s eye over the laser scanner repeatedly, filling the hallway with a cacophony of error tones and noises. This kept up for upwards of ten seconds as her tension gradually began to boil over.

“I don’t think that’s working.”

“RAAAGH!” Sammy shouted, throwing the corpse behind her. She turned back to face the locked door, balled her hands into fists, and started pounding on it. Heavy and made of steel as the locked gate was, she was easily able to leave several colossal dents in the façade with every blow. Another ten seconds passed as the angry giant woman pounded on the door over and over until it finally broke free from its frame entirely, and fell onto the other side with a metallic clang.

“HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW HE NEEDED TO BE ALIVE FOR THE SCANNER TO WORK?!” Sammy shouted, turning back to the dead man she’d thrown behind her minutes prior. She wasted no time stomping over to him, raising her bare foot once again, and crashing it completely through his comparatively miniature skull. For as strong as the human skeleton was it may as well have not even existed with all the power the giant woman had put into that angry stomp.

Seething with anger, she turned to face Emma, who backed up reflexively at the sight of the angry woman.

“You uh. You alright, there?”

Sammy’s rage gradually began to subside. She would never admit it to anyone, but after having seen what Emma could do in action herself she wasn’t quite sure she had it in her to fight the other woman. If she’d known that Emma had felt the same way about her the pair might have laughed it off, and decided to settle it with a fair fight someday, but that would not be today.

Today, all she needed to do was calm down. If anything she was glad that nobody but Emma had witnessed the outburst. Sure, going into that mode was useful for when she found herself in a room full of waist-high people who needed to be silenced. Turning crowds into soup as if she were a blender was always entertaining, but there was a time and place for it.

And that time and place was right beyond that door she’d just unlocked!

“Let’s go.” Sammy said, as the last of her anger melted away. “You grab some money, and I’ll grab what we’re here for.”

“Sure…” Emma said, waiting until the other giant woman walked past her and crouched to get under the comparatively small door and into the other side. Thankfully there were high ceilings inside, Sammy breathed a sigh of relief while looking for the specific vault she needed.

Emma’s path was less elegant. With no idea where she was she simply wandered through the catacomb-esque outline of the underground rooms, finding most of them empty save for construction tools and the like. This underground area didn’t even appear finished, but when she turned the corner into one specific room her eyes went wide.

There was a duffel bag overflowing with money on a table in the middle of a room. Nothing else. She may not have been the brightest operative during her brief foray at the agency last year, but even she could smell something suspicious going on. That, and there weren’t any armed mercenaries patrolling these halls as she’d been told to expect.

Then again, there had been quite a few armed people up top…

Emma shook her head. It hurt to think this much. Shrugging her shoulders, she picked up the duffel bag, made sure to zip it up as it had been suspiciously left open with the money on full display, and slung it over her shoulder.

“Got the money!” She called out.

“Coming!” Sammy said, coming back to the entrance to the underground area with a comparatively tiny briefcase in her hand. The thing was so much smaller than the woman carrying it she could have comfortably placed it into her palm and closed her fingers around it without anyone even noticing.

“No guards?”

“None.” Sammy said, shrugging her shoulders. “Guess you got them all upstairs. Come on.”

The two left the underground area. Once back into the hallway of frustration Emma made sure to give the dead man a swift kick in the ribs, earning a smile of appreciation from Sammy in the process. The long stairway back up to the ground level was crossed fairly easily, and before the pair knew it they were out of the dingy underground area and back into something resembling civilization.

“That was suspiciously easy.”

“Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth.” Sammy spat, walking over to the front doors of the bank. “You ready to go? The doors won’t open on their own thanks to the security systems going down.”

“Wait, is that why the guy had to use the retinal-“

Sammy slapped her face with her own palm.

Emma snorted, trying very hard to stop herself from laughing.

“Just… shut up.” Sammy muttered, turning to make sure Emma was directly behind her. “Let’s go.”

With that proclamation, Sammy raised a bare foot and slammed it into the front shutters that had kept the bank under lockdown. She was more focused this time, and easily managed to hit with just enough force to tear all of the locking mechanisms away in one go. A massive dented sheet of metal was sent flying several feet out into the open air again, while both of the giantesses crouched to go back outside.

This had to have been one of the easiest missions they’d ever been on together. Suspiciously so, but it was still nice to have an adventure go on without any problems.

Which was why, when Emma was the first to notice the half-dozen police officers standing outside of the bank with weapons trained on herself and Sammy she froze. Why would there be so many police present? The security systems inside of the bank had been disabled, and there certainly wasn’t anyone left inside who could have made a phone call.

Emma slapped herself on the forehead. Of course. There were people in the beginning that she and Sammy had just let walk away without stopping! Who’s to say one of them couldn’t have called the cops after getting away? Stupid, stupid! She should’ve made sure to-

“PUT YOUR HANDS UP IN THE AIR, NOW!

Emma did as told. Sammy stood defiantly, folding her arms over her chest and looking at the lineup of armed men standing in front of them. She then began walking forward, drawing the immediate attention of every single officer and their weapon at once. The situation grew incredibly tense as Emma watched the giant woman draw closer to the group.

“BACK UP OR WE WILL FI-“

Sammy lunged forward, tackling the man front and center in front of her. Her gigantic body easily pushed him to the ground, breaking his back at the same instant as she was so large he could not support her tremendous frame. Shots rang out a second later, but did not seem to bother the giant woman who wasted no time wrapping her big hands around her little victim’s neck and crushing it in her hands as if it were made from cardboard.

“What the FU-“ Emma began, drawing the attention of some of the officers back in her direction. Her eyes widened when they pointed their weapons at her. More shots echoed in the open air, but Emma felt nothing. No searing heat of bullets, or painful sensation of a hot steel ripping through her flesh. She was big enough to take a few shots she was sure, but they weren’t going to hold back on someone accused of an armed robbery.

And when she heard the pinging of bullets striking the glass and metal shutters behind her she suddenly became aware of what was going on. The bullets were coming close to her, but seemed to curve away before actually making contact. Why would that be happen-

Emma a slight vibration in her shorts. The coin that Sammy had given her to hold onto! Then that meant…

“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME THAT I DIDN’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT BULLETS?!”Emma shouted, stamping her foot on the ground so hard she left a footprint in the concrete as bullets continued careening off her invisible shield harmlessly.

“BECAUSE!” Sammy shouted, finding it hard to maintain her voice over the constant booming gunfire “IT’S MORE FUN THAT WAY!” She laughed, standing back up. By now many of the officers had begun to realize that their guns weren’t doing any amount of harm to the gigantic blonde in their presence, but it wasn’t until she picked up the companion whose life she’d so casually snuffed out by the leg and swung him like a club they realized they were outmatched.

Sammy wasn’t playing around anymore. She grabbed another armored man by his helmet, and crushed it in her fingers. The hard surface buckled in an instant, and when blood leaked from the top of his head and his body went limp she couldn’t help but smile. The next man she simply hip checked into the big armored van they’d brought with them. His body flew so quickly his head snapped backward on impact, paralyzing him and dropping him in front of her bare toes.

“Are you going to join in? Or leave them all to me?” Sammy laughed, as she placed her bare foot over the broken man’s face in front of her, and simply held him in position. She delighted at the subtle sensations of his body struggling for air between her toes, and how his bottom lip quivered when he could see how fully helpless he was before the giantess who had so effortlessly dominated his team.

While Sammy began to gently apply pressure, Emma shrugged her shoulders and walked towards the group herself. Not sure what else she wanted to try out she shoved over the nearest man, and planted a big foot onto his chest before he could get back up. In an instant his hands moved to her toes and tried to pry them away, but he was too weak.

Emma, on the other hand, was feeling much more confident as bullets continued to whiz past her harmlessly. She bent over while keeping her foot onto the man’s torso, and grabbed him by the legs. Then with all her considerable strength she pulled his legs up, while keeping his body pinned.

His defiant shouts quickly turned into agonizing screams as the giant woman sought to tear his legs free from his torso. It was, unfortunately, not quite as easy as so many movies and video games had made it appear, and she continued to grunt in annoyance as his body seemed to almost stretch with her pulling. Bones were pulled free from their position and muscles were torn, but his pliable skin proved to be more flexible than she expected, and after a few seconds she gave up, and dropped his legs.

“This SUCKS!” Emma said, stepping off the man’s chest as he writhed around on the floor. She delivered a powerful kick to the man’s neck, stopping his panicky movements in an instant as she looked back at how Sammy was doing.

All she saw was her gigantic partner sitting on top of the last two officer’s at once. She held that position casually, looking at her fingernails as four tiny arms grasped and pulled at her thighs in a vague attempt to break free. One that she only responded to by shaking her hips from side to side, and ensuring her tiny little captives were smothered powerfully under her round ass.

“COME ON!” Emma shouted in annoyance. “Sure, there’s NO time for me to suffocate someone in my boobs, but you get to spend as much time as you want smothering two cops under your stupid ass?!”

Sammy just shrugged her shoulders, and smiled.

Another crack broke the relative silence. Emma spun around instantly, and frowned. That’s right. There were six officers. Not five. That should have been an easy mistake not to make.

More bullets flew by her face, but she didn’t even care anymore. The brown-skinned eight-foot-tall woman simply walked up to the man pointing his gun at her, and swatted it out of his hands.

It hit the ground with a metallic clack, and he looked up at the giant woman who hadn’t been harmed once so far. He raised his own arms in submission, but Emma just wanted this stupid mission to finally be over. Sighing in irritation, she grabbed the bottom of her shirt, and pulled it open. Instantly cool air rushed up inside of her shirt, cooling off the sheen of sweat that had pooled over them throughout this entire mission, and she took a moment to fan herself by whipping the front of the shirt open a few more times.

Then she picked the panicky man up by his ribs, and shoved him up her shirt from her below. In an instant he was trapped into a hot sweaty squishy hell, from which there didn’t seem to be any escape. He fought for air but only found his lungs filled with the acrid scent of Emma’s sweat, and any attempt he made to move his limbs, while successful at making the giant woman’s hefty breasts jiggle in her shirt, did little to actually offer him anything more than a microscopic pocket of air that he devoured in a split second.

“He’s staying in there.” Emma said, tucking the man’s legs into her shorts while pulling the shirt down so he was completely hidden from view.

“That’s a good hiding spot.” Sammy chuckled. “I’ll have to make note of that. Anyway these two stopped moving like… five seconds after I sat down. I think I crushed their faces a little.” She admitted, standing up to reveal two more men with dented-in faces.

Sirens could be heard in the distance.

“Let’s get out of here!” Sammy said, grabbing Emma by the hand and yanking her away and back to where they’d parked their vehicle. Emma walked awkwardly after with her human cargo being jostled and battered around the inside of her shirt, but she managed to get back into the vehicle with minimal issues.

Seconds later the pair had left, and a twenty minute bumpy ride that included several detours and off-beaten paths that cars weren’t meant to go on later they felt they could breathe a sigh of relief.

“So. What’d you think of the mission?” Sammy asked, pulling over and turning the vehicle off entirely.

“I think it went well! That was a really nice bank, and whatever that thing that made it so I couldn’t be hit by bullets was turned out to be real useful. And-“

Emma suddenly was no longer in the vehicle. She was back home, sitting in the chair she’d been in before the entire adventure began. She looked from side to side in confusion, then checked down her shirt to find the guy she very much remembered stuffing inside was missing.

Just when she was beginning to assume she’d gone mad or had imagined the entire thing she felt a small chunk of paper brush against her forehead. Confused, she touched herself cautiously, and pulled away what turned out to be a sticky note.

“Thanks for the help! I’ll get back to you if I need you again.” The note said, ending with a cute smiley faced doodle of Sammy herself.

“But what about…” Emma whispered, flipping the paper over to discover a second message on the back.

“P.S. That guy in your shirt wasn’t moving anymore, and he smelled like sweat so I went ahead and got rid of him.”

Emma sighed, and tossed the piece of paper away. And just like every other piece of correspondence she’d ever received from the agency it evaporated into thin air as soon as it left her fingers. That had been a fun waste of… how long?

A quick glance at the clock told her. Half an hour. It was only 3 P.M. What was she supposed to do for the rest of the day, now?!
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