The ride in the car was pretty long, especially considering the heat and juices coming off of her. It was becoming comparable to a sauna in her panties, and I wasn't even doing anything yet. I could feel her shift around a bit; she normally always had a pee right when she woke up, and this had deprived her of that. And even without peeing, she'd been thirsty. I could hear the sink running from down here, though the sound of her swallowing was a bit unsettling. It wasn't exactly a long drive to the mall, but a half hour of anticipation before I began to torture her was hard to bear; still would rather not have her drive off the road. So I sat and waited.

Eventually, I heard the car stop and heard her say “We're here!” over the latest song on the radio – Riptide by the Sick Puppies – and was happy to be able to begin her torture. I waited until I heard the heavy doors of the mall close behind her and reached up and got to work. I felt her squirm a bit, and the flow of juices down onto me doubled.

“Ooh, out in a skirt today, Alex? How'd you know I'd be here?” I heard a familiar voice call out. It was the voice of Tanya, the blonde who Alex had tried to convince me to have a threesome with.

Now, it's not that I'm against the idea of a threesome; Tanya just isn't what I want at all (selfish, I know). She's a lot like Alex, if Alex were delicate; where Alex has shorter dirty blonde hair in a more boyish style, Tanya's hair is long and obviously belongs to a woman. Where Alex is a healthy weight, Tanya was like a model. And, most importantly, where Alex was one hell of a scrapper, Tanya'd probably start crying if she broke a nail. She was a really delicate type of girl, physically, and that just wasn't what I was into. She probably wouldn't survive a threesome with us; the difference for us between fighting and sex is clothes. But still, nice girl. Also, promiscuous as any succubus.

“I'm not here for you, Tanya, I'm here for me.” I heard Alex reply, a bit too playfully for my liking.

“In that thing? And without your boyfriend glued to your pussy? Who are you meeting?”

“Don't worry, he's around. And no, he doesn't want to have a threesome.” I couldn't help but play with her a bit and make this harder one her. Her pussy reacted under my touch, and I could see her muscles flex as she struggled to maintain composure.

“What are you hiding? Do you two have some fetish you think I'd think was gross? Cause I've done a lot of stuff, you know.” I kept rubbing, and Alex got even wetter. Apparently wetter than allowed better judgement, because her reply to Tanya was: “Yeah, how bout you and me go to that unisex bathroom?”

Tanya agreed, since just about everyone knew that bathroom was only used for sex. All I could think was Oh god no, do not let Tanya fuck you with me like this. This was about the worst idea I could have thought she would have. I heard a door open and close, and Tanya's voice, clearly ready. “Alright, show me.”

“Turn around, away from the mirror, and close your eyes.” Alex commanded, in the sexiest way I could imagine.

Tanya giggled. “A bit embarrassed, are we? Well, alright mistress.” I heard Alex rummage through her purse, and then heard what sounded like a pile of something falling on the floor. Did she just do what I think she did? I strained to listen, but could only make out a high pitched squeaking...was that Tanya?

As if in answer to my question, Alex boomed from above. “I just shrunk you Tanya, that's all. Now, what do you say we have some fun? You'll only be shrunk for two hours or so...Glad you agree!” I heard a faint “BITCH” in the background as Alex slid her panties down to her ankles and squatted. I hadn't realized how hot it had really gotten, and breathed the cool air with relief. I saw Alex set something down, and scrambled up to her waistband to see how small she had made Tanya. Tanya was petite before, but this was ridiculous. Her own panties were many times larger than her, and she could comfortably lay on the back of her thong. Mostly she seemed to be shouting curses up at Alex, though.

“Now now now, no need for that”. Alex laughed, “we've got a game to play. Here's how it goes”, she said, stripping off her shirt and skirt and setting them next to Tanya's pile of clothing, “wherever you stand, that's where I pee. Got it? Then GO!' I could see Tanya looking up at her, and looked up just in time to see a stream erupt from Alex and hit Tanya squarely. I knew that the stream didn't knock me around nearly as much as it just did to her – how small was Tanya now? An inch? She went flying back and landed in the cup of her own bra, barely recovering before Alex shifted her aim. She drenched Tanya's shirt and bra, and the puddle underneath spread and started soaking her own clothes. Without halting her stream, she pulled up her panties and I got soaked as well, guzzling her piss as it spread down and dripped into a puddle at her feet.

“Well, Tanya, that didn't pan out for that pretty white top at all. Or your nice matching skirt. Looks like you picked a bad day to wear white.” I could hear squeaking from Tanya all the way from here, but it was audible. Probably something about not liking being pissed on by my sexy giantess girlfriend...totally unrelateable.

“Well Tanya, if you don't want to do this, we don't have to. I'll see you around, I guess.” I felt Alex shifting around and heard the distinctive sound of clothes being put on, followed by the equally distinctive sound of a door opening and closing. She just left Tanya in there, and inch tall, on her piss soaked clothes that she'd probably have to wear out of there, assuming no one took her.