Well, this was a first.
Jeannette stared down at her best friend, Alison who sat across from her in the hot tub. Only, Alison wasn't so much sitting as treading water and trying to stay afloat. "Are you okay?" Jeanette asked setting aside the shrinking gun that she still held in her left hand. "Did that hurt? "
"The only thing that's going to hurt" said Allison" is when your dad kicks your ass for using his gun without asking".
Jeanette's sighed, relieved her friend was okay. she'd been reluctant to use the gun on her but they'd both been curious and were a little drunk. Her dad had left on a business trip in a hurry and for the first time accidentally left the door to his lab open. Jeanette had asked Allison over and the two of them had spent the afternoon shrinking anything they could think of--food, furniture, the trees in the yard, and finally Jeanette's family's poodle, Buffy, who they'd carefully played with before restoring back safely to her full size.
They'd then used the gun to supersize two cocktails, changed into their bikinis, and headed to the hot tub on Jeanette's back porch. They grew steadily more drunk from their ridiculously large cocktail glasses, to the point that shrinking Allison had seemed like a good idea. Not that Jeanette had needed much convincing. She knew the gun was safe to use on humans and she was curious to see her friend in miniature.
The gun had worked. The tiny ripples from the hot tub jets were massive waves that Allison now battled to stay afloat. Her tiny head, scarcely larger than a grape, bopped along the surface.
Jeanette came to the rescue before the current pulled Allison under. She lowered her hands to Allison who quickly took hold. Then the miniature, bikini-clad girl pulled herself up onto Jeanette's hand as though pulling herself onto a life raft. She kneeled on Jeanette's palm and Jeanette held her just above the water. "You look like a sexy Barbie doll" Jeanette said to the kneeling girl on her hand. Allison blushed at the compliment, tossed her wet hair over her shoulder and stuck out her chest. Jeanette giggled. "What does it feel like being so small?"
"It's super weird. " Said Allison. " I still feel like myself but it's blowing my mind that everything is so huge." Was it Jeanette's imagination, or had Allison's eyes dropped to Jeanette's bikini-clad breasts? Yes, those certainly were huge now, compared to Allison. And Jeanette couldn't get over how hot and submissive Allison looked kneeling in the palm of her hand, giving Jeanette a perfect view of her friend's cleavage. Jeanette wasn't one to mince words. "I'm not going to lie you really do look like a sexy barbie." Allison blushed again. She clearly enjoyed being a little objectified. "Your breasts look so good in your little pink bikini." Jeanette said. "You are honestly so cute kneeling on my hand while you're all wet."
Allison giggled. "You know, I could use a drink."
Jeanette was only too happy to oblige. In the hand that wasn't holding Allison, she picked up her giant, fishbowl cocktail glass and lowered Allison into it. Then she held the glass in both hands and swirled the liquid around, laughing as her friend became caught in the alcohol's current.
"Very funny! " Allison said, laughing and spluttering booze. Red liquid covered her body and she bumped into the chunks of fruit that were as big as her head. Both of the girls laughed and Jeanette lifted the drink to her lips to take a sip. Her friend slid down the wall of the glass, and rested for a moment against Jeanette's cheek as she drank. Feeling silly, Jeanette stuck out her tongue and pushed it between Allison's breasts, licking the sweet cocktail from under her bikini top.
Allison squealed and splashed Jeanette's cheeks. Jeanette lowered the glass from her lips and swirled it around again, watching, satisfied as Alison lost her footing and swirled around with the colourful liquor.
"Whoa!" Alison shouted, and the knot from her bikini top loosened and the bathing suit slipped off of her body.
Jeanette reached in and plucked it out before Allison could reach for it. She pushed two blueberries towards Alison, which she reached out to grab and hold in front of her breasts.
"You took my top!" Alison said, with pretend horror.
"Sorry." Jeannette said. "This is a no top wine bar." She reached into the glass and jiggled one of the blueberries Alison had pressed against her chest. "Blueberries are okay, though."
Alison could only smile and hug the berries to her chest. Jennette put the glass on her lap, so the bottom touched the water, and Alison could look up and see the bottom of Jeannette's massive breasts, held up by her lime green bikini.
