Regroup

Ch. 3.1: regroup

Laura and the agent stepped from the federal vehicle steps from her father's house. He stopped halfway up the steps, while she continued to the door, courteously ringing the doorbell. She was getting impatient, and considering breaking it down, when her father finally answered.

"What is this?" He opened the door staring right into the chest of the tallest woman he'd ever seen. He figured she had to be eight feet tall, her head above the doorframe. Then he realized he recognized her. It was his daughter. "Laura!? What the hell is going on. What happened to you?" He backed away from the door, marveling at how she had to duck under the door frame to follow him in.

"Where is Bradley?" Laura stepped by him, ducking into rooms, looking for signs of the one with the reconstructor. She noticed Bradley's laptop, in the spare room. Allison was in the living room watching TV, and was starting to pay attention to the commotion. She was about to get involved, when she saw eight-foot-tall Laura come out of the hallway. She staggered a few steps back, stunned. Laura turned to her father, pushing him up against the wall with one hand. "Where is Bradley?"

"I don't know what is going on with you, young lady, but get your hand off me." He grabbed her wrist, pushing it away, only to find her other hand quickly around his neck. He pulled and pulled at her grasp, but couldn't get it to budge. He felt her fingers painfully sinking into his neck, and looked up to see his daughter's eyes, with not a hint of compassion. When he spoke again, his voice was raspy from constraint on his windpipe, "I don't know where he is. Let me go."

"You know, she hates you for mating with that one. She has so much anger, so much rage. I would stop her, but we have no use for you." The alien stood there, looking out of Laura's human eyes, feeling her pain, her desire to hurt this man.

"Laura! Let him go," Allison shouted, as she beat her arms against the towering girl. She watched her boyfriend lifted off the ground by his neck, before his head tilted awkwardly and amazon Laura let his body slump to the floor. Allison immediately rushed down to him, "Nick? Are you okay? Nick?" He was unresponsive, and his head seemed floppy on his neck. Was he dead? How could he be dead. She turned to rage at Laura, only to find the giant girl grab her by the shoulders.

"Bradley likes you, so we may have a use for you." The alien forcibly held Allison with Laura's hands, as a worker beetle crawled out from behind Laura's hair. It crawled down her arm, onto Allison, finding the right spot at the top of her spine, then it dug deeply into her flesh. A moment later her resistance ended.

"We are seven," the worker spoke through Allison's lips. "If he comes here, I will bring him to you." Another beetle crawled down Laura's arm, hiding itself in Allison's hair as Laura left out the front door.

From across the street, Steven and Kaitlin had just arrived, and watched Laura, in her freakishly tall glory, leave the house and enter the dark sedan with an agent. After they drove off, Steven spoke up. "Alright, you stay here, and keep the car running. I'm going to go get Bradley's laptop." He left the car, and made for the front door.

The door was unlocked, and he let himself into an empty entryway. Before he could make it any further, a strikingly beautiful young blonde woman came from the kitchen. "Ohh, hello there. I'm Allison. You must be a friend of Bradley's."

"Uhm, yeah, I just came for his laptop. He said he left it here." The woman was standing in a position to perfectly block his path, and stood there for a moment, as if sizing him up. Then she stepped aside.

"Of course. It's right back here in the spare room." She gestured down the hallway, following Steven. He spotted the laptop through the open door. By the time his hands were on it, he turned to see Allison was again blocking his path, this time leaning comfortably in the spare room doorway. She started unbuttoning her shirt. Steven had to admit, her body was gorgeous.

"They left me all alone here." She spread her shirt, showing off her bare breasts as she closed the distance between them. "Maybe a strapping man like you can help me scratch an itch. Especially a man wish such big muscles." She placed a hand on his bicep, gently squeezing him. Steven was not used to gorgeous women throwing themselves at him, and strongly opposed to saying no. It occurred to him that Kaitlin was waiting for him in the car, but they were barely back together, and he didn't even know how long that would last. He was about to give in when he saw a bright red bug climbing Allison's shoulder.

"Watch out," he shouted as he swatted the bug away. Allison made an inhuman scream, turned, and dropped to the floor. To Steven, it looked like she was looking for the thing. Steven had no idea what was going on, but this a day of seriously weird shit. He decided he was better off getting out of there. He grabbed the laptop, and ran out of the room.

On the way out, he spotted something in the kitchen, and poked his head in. It was Bradley's farther, looking like he'd been dragged there, not moving. Steven knew nothing about checking a pulse, but it didn't matter. The impossible angle of his neck told the whole story. He was dead. Steven quickly rushed out the door, running across the street at full sprint.

He was huffing hard when he made it into the car, barely able to speak. "Go! Get out of here!" He slumped back into the seat as Kaitlin pulled away much less urgently than he would have liked.

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Steven and Kaitlin entered the old mill to find Bradley punned up to the wall by a freakishly tall busty chick. Steven cleared his throat, interrupting their kiss, and seeing that it's his formerly tomboy looking friend Kitty, obviously the benefactor of some zaps from the ray gun. "Whoa, what is this, hotness incorporated? Kitty, you look *amazing*." Kaitlin jabbed her arm into Steven's side for oogling at another girl.

Still, Steven couldn't keep his eyes off her as he approached, handing the laptop to Bradley. Standing a foot taller than him, it was impossible for him not to admire the way Kitty's tits popped out of a top that looked far too small for them. That, and her waify figure made her look like an oversize sex fantasy come true. He finally found his wits and hugged his friend. "Buddy, I'm sorry, but your dad is dead."

Bradley shoot his head, stunned. Steven let it set in for a minute before he continued. "Laura and some guy in a suit were at your dad's. Laura went in and came out alone. When I went in, there was this blonde woman, and this freaky red bug, and when I swatted it, she got all concerned with the thing, like it was her pet or something, so I ran. Ohh, and dude, your sister was freakishly tall, like her," he pointed to Kitty, "only taller. This is one crazy day."

Bradley seemed to be taking it pretty well. Kaitlin was the one to freak out. "What do you mean his dad was dead? You didn't fucking say anything about his dad being dead." Kaitlin reached out, smacking Steven, though it was more punishment for staring at Kitty.

"Calm down," Kitty commanded, her size quickly demanded authority. "We need to figure out what the hell is going on. Steven, your sister smashed her boyfriend and destroyed a whole school. Do you think she hates your dad enough to hurt him?"

"No. I don't know." Bradley slumped to the ground, upset, shaking his head. "This is all screwed up. People are getting killed. Maybe we *should* destroy that thing."

Kaitlin raised her hand, interjecting, "uhm, maybe you could make me tall like her before you do? I'm just sayin', if you're going to destroy it."

Kitty dispelled her concerns, "nobody is destroying anything. Right now this device is the only advantage we have. We just need to figure out what to do with it. It's getting dark, so we'll need to hold up here for the night. Did you bring the camping supplies?"

"Yeah, they are out in the car. Bradley, come help me grab them." The boys both made for the car.

As soon as they were outside, Steven socked him in the shoulder. "Damn boy. Smart move turning Kitty into a super-babe. You're going to get some serious action tonight." Steven grabbed a cooler of food and drinks with both hands.

"That's half because of her. She snatched away the device when I was shrinking her back down to size. I tried to wrestle it away from her, but she is very persuasive." Bradley was pretty sure Kitty would give it to him if he really demanded it. She'd just kept him otherwise engaged, and he wasn't complaining. He grabbed two sleeping bags out of the trunk, and they both headed back towards the mill.

Steven hardly made it through the door before noticing Kaitlin's new eight-foot stature. He was so stunned, he practically dropped the cooler he was carrying. "Holy shit! We head out for one minute, and it's girls gone huge in here. Bradley, you better get that thing away from them before we have another incident."

Kaitlin sauntered towards the boys. "Aww honey, I just want to be able to hold my own in case there is any trouble tonight." She enjoyed the feeling of towering two feet over them. She stepped up to Steve, grabbed his shoulders, and held his face within an inch of her boobs. "You're not going to give me any trouble, are you, Steven?"

Steven was stunned. The tits that had been big before were now massive, looming imposingly in front of his face. He let his hands fall against her hips, feeling intimidated at them being almost chest high. Then he looked up to see her looking down with the most sinister of smiles. He leaned to the side, her grip still holding him, as he struggled to see Bradley around her form, "It's a warm night. We'll take the porch and give you two some privacy in here." When Kaitlin let him go, Steven grabbed a sleeping bag, and pulled at her hand, surprised at how hard it was to budge her.