"Hey, look! It's Tinkerbell!" Min exclaimed as she brought up her palm, causing Mark to land roughly in her hand. From her perspective, Mark was barely two inches tall.
"Hey! I'll have you know that I'm the third tallest person on the planet!" Mark retorted. In fairness, the glowing sparks that surrounded did make her look positively fairy-like, from a certain perspective.
"You'll have to speak up. We can barely hear you!" Becca said, leaning in close so she could see and hear better. Mark was awed by the fleshy mountains that shifted under him. He briefly wondered what it would be like to shower in the torrents of milk that Becca was emitting.
Mark shouted as loudly as he could. "I just wanted to tell you to be careful," he said. "The news was going nuts with stories about you. You've really freaked the normals out. They're ready to send the national guard out to stop you."
Min looked hurt. "Why? What have we done?"
"It's not what you've done. It's what you could do. At your size, one slip and you could crush a house, or fall back into a skyscraper with hundreds of people inside."
Becca scoffed. "Well that's just stupid. Were not trying to hurt anyone." She immediately felt guilty about the baseball player she had scared earlier.
"No. Mark's right," Min agreed, sighing. "At our size, an accident would be inevitable, sooner or later. And I don't want to have to live in Antarctica to avoid trampling anyone."
"Well, there might be something I could do," Mark said. He reached down and discharged a spark into Min's palm.
She yelped a little at the sudden tingle. "What did you do?"
"It's something I was working on for myself. I generated a force field around you. Not only will it protect you from damage from, say, a panicky police officer, but it will also disperse any damage you might deliver, from a stomp, a punch, or an accidental fall." He then flew over and did the same for Becca.
"So it's like you've zapped a layer of superpower Ed bubble wrap around us?" Becca asked.
Mark looked a little hurt. "No, it's nothing like that at all..."
Min chuckled. "Oh, you're cute when you're pedantic. And here I thought that Becca and I were the biggest nerds in the world. But I could still do damage if I picked up something and threw it, right?"
"I suppose..."
"Good! Nice to know that's still an option," the muscular Asian giantess said. Then, before Mark could fly away, she snatched her tiny friend. "So did you do the force field thing to yourself, too?"
Min's malicious grin, twice as wide as Mark was tall, terrified him. For a second he forgot that he could just teleport away. "You're not going to throw me, are you? Or try to eat me?"
Mins laughter exploded so that Mark could feel the change in pressure like a tornado. "You're even cuter when you tremble. I wouldn't dream of trying to hurt you. I was just wondering how gentle we had to be when we let you join in our fun."
Min then gently placed Mark on her nipple, which he straddled, as it was the size of a stool cushion to him. Min squealed at the sensation of tiny legs wrapping tightly around her nipple. Mark did his best to control his breathing, telling himself that no matter what happened, he was going do be all right. Still, he couldn't help but worry when Becca pushed closer, and it became clear that they were going to squish him between two mountains of titflesh.
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