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Revenge! p2 extended preveiw
🕑 Added 2023-10-12 19:45:38 +0000 UTCRevenge! P2.
Pam snorted as she floated through the air, her massive boobs giggling in the wind. “Heather. How dare she do this to me! After all, I did for her. I defended her on countless occasions. Sure, I fired the little bitch, but. . .” She sighed as she gently drifted over the city, her massive naked ass on show for one and all to see. “If it is my life’s goal, I will find a way to make her pay.” Her eyes widened as multiple young men waved at her from a nearby building. “Hey! This show isn’t free, you know.”
As the men laughed, one of them walked to the window, slowly opening it. “I mean, a giant balloon lady floats by our building. We call that free.”
Pam snorted. “I am not this way by design. Now stop gawking and grab me before I float away.” She gulped as another gust of wind slammed into her ass. “I don’t want to end up in another town or something.”
“Hey, Gerg. Why don’t you go and get a rope or something.”
Pam bounced against the building as they searched for a rope, her hands struggling to hold onto the windowsill as the wind tried to carry her body away. Eventually, one of the young lads appeared and wrapped a rope around her massive, bloated body. “What are you doing? Can’t you pull me inside?”
He laughed. “This is more enjoyable, though.” He tied the rope tightly around her body before fastening the other end to a safe. “Okay, when you start to deflate, tell us.” He grabbed a beer. “Okay, boys, the game is drink every time she bounces against the side of the building.”
The rage inside Pam grew. If this is what she had to endure because of Heather, then she would make Heather suffer. “But how can I get out of this situation? These men are using me for their idiotic drinking game. Ugh, of all the crazy things.”
***
It took three hours for Pam to finally escape. The first thing that happened was the young men became so drunk that all but two passed out. The others she was able to sweet talk into pulling her inside the building. After that, they stumbled into another room for another ill-fated game that she was happy she had no part of. Then, about an hour later, her body began to slowly deflate. With a smile on her face, Pam finally stood on her own two feet again, even if her breasts and ass were a bit curvier than they were before.
“Well, I guess I did get something out of this experience after all.”
She took some of the clothing lying around to cover herself and grabbed a few twenties off of one of the passed-out drunks. After everything she had to endure, she didn’t care that she was stealing from these fools. They deserved it. Once that was done, she made for the elevator and rode down to the ground floor. Then she hailed a taxi. On the ride home, she began to plot her revenge scheme against Heather. A million and one things came to her mind. Filling her house with water. Getting her drunk at her new job. Torching all of her clothing.
But just what she should do didn’t really jump to mind. Nothing really seemed to top inflating someone like a balloon in front of everyone and blaming it on the person you were having office relations with. No, if Pam wanted to get Heather back, she would have to do something big. Big and dirty. But how could she even begin to go down this road of revenge?
She hadn’t reached a decision when the taxi arrived at her apartment complex. Pam handed the driver a twenty, more than enough, and told him to keep it. It wasn’t her money, after all, so she didn’t care. The naughty boys who had tried to screw her over would be the ones who missed it after all. The driver grinned like a Cheshire cat before driving off.
Pam walked up the stairs to her apartment, still pondering what she would do. She found the mail slot filled to the brim when she arrived at her doorstep. “Ugh, great. I told that fool to slip the mail in one at a time if I have a lot. I don’t want people trying to steal from me.”
She pulled the contents free before unlocking her door. “At least it is mostly junk. And a few bills.” She walked inside. “Ughh, gross.” She slammed the door behind her. “Hmm?”
She held a strange-looking envelope in front of her face. “Potions are not Us? Are you looking for something magical in your life? A pick me up? A way to deal with annoying a person in your life? Good ole fashion revenge?” She raised her eyebrow. “Well, good news. The impossible is real here. And unlike other stores or places, we won’t bullshit you on the details. If you want something done, we will make it happen for a small fee.
Come on down.”
“That is a bit. . . weird. This can’t be true, can it?” She laughed. “This place is even on the edge of town. Hmm. Maybe I will check it out.” She turned her head. “Besides, it’s better than stressing out over these damn bills.” She smiled. “Okay, Heather. You better watch your back.”
***
Later that evening, Pam found herself in the strangest shop she had ever been in. Jar’s with floating eyeballs sat perched on the wall. Glowing talismans hung about, and there was candy marked Eat Me behind glass counters. “Hello? My name is Pam. I am looking to purchase something?”
Suddenly, a small, shriveled man hobbled out from one of the back rooms, cradling a glowing skull. She held back the urge to scream as he approached her. “Greetings.” He set the skull down on a shelf. “My name is Henderson. I own this establishment.”
“Hi.” She gulped. “Nice place you have here.”
“So, what are you looking for. Please tell me everything so I can get you exactly what you need.”
“I. . .”
“Don’t be shy, lady. I don’t judge.”
She took a deep breath. “Well, this one lady was a bit of a bitch. I may have fired her, but she decided to get me back. She inflated me like a balloon in front of everyone at work and convinced me that the person I was dating was at fault. I well. . .” She sighed.
“We broke things off, and I ended up floating across the city naked.” Pam kept things vague enough, so she didn’t look like the jackass.
“So, what do you intend to do?”
“Get this slimy bitch back with some kind of revenge thing!”
“Of course.” He rubbed his gnarly hands together. “Of course. People just love revenge magic.” He turned around and waved to her. “This way.” He led her into the back room, where multiple strange objects could be found. “One second. Let me find it.” He dove around in a dusty box. “Ah, here we are.” He handed Pam what appeared to be an ordinary diary. “Here is the revenge tome. It is a very powerful thing. You write down in it who you want to have revenge upon and what you want to have happen to them, and it will occur. The only downside is that it will suck vitality out of you each time, and depending on what you do to said person, it can be very taxing.”
Pam pulled the diary out of his hands. “I don’t care. Heather has to pay.”
