It was creepy down in the warehouse area of the city. Plenty of unsavory characters hung out around there, looking for a reason to pick a fight.
 
Two such people were down there this morning. Neither JJ nor Ryu were in a good mood, having fumbled a couple of women last night. As usual.
 
“I’m telling you, this is the best show. By far”
 
“You’re dreaming, there’s no way that’s your BEST show it’s - what the?”
 
“No I’m not, it has the fights, the moments, the vibes, the lore”
 
“JJ”
 
“I mean once you get to episode 400-“
 
“Shut up- JJ do you see her too!”
 
The other thug looked where his friend was pointing and his jaw dropped.
 
Jogging down the road was a compete bombshell. She was over 7 feet tall, with white skin and long blonde hair. Her thick thighs and fantastic ass were packed right in a pair of hot pink yoga pants. The woman’s tits were almost half her height, and fantastically bouncy, even held by three separate sports bras.
 
 
As they watched the woman stopped at the intersection, looking at the street names with a vacant expression
 
“Oh my god,” said JJ, “she’s massive! Shes better than like 99% of anime girls”
 
“No kidding… she’s gotta be American,” as he spoke a drop of blood dribbled down his nose “she’s probably loaded”
 
“Oh yeah!” responded JJ, his nose also bleeding “and such an easy mark! She probably barely speaks Japanese”
 
The two began to approach the hapless blonde, as she finally got frustrated and plunged her hand into her cleavage. The thugs stopped completely to watch the wobbling mammaries. After a moment, the blonde pulled out a phone, checked her location, and continued on the past.
 
The two stood there, blood dribbling.
 
“Oh my god… like”
 
“Weren’t we supposed to rob her?”
 
“We’ll uh… wow look at that thing… we’ll grab her when she comes back”
 
 
 
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Brittkenzie continued on her way, carrying the bag over her shoulder. She came to a specific warehouse, entered a code, and ducked inside, passing through the outer building into a container yard.
 
Inside stood a girl who put the blonde’s supertits to shame. The girl, although much shorter, sported a pair that were each almost a hundred feet in diameter. They were contained only by a navy blue school swimsuit that strained to hold the monstrous knockers. She also wore a pair of exercise shorts, socks, and tennis shoes. She turned back as Brittkenzie approached.
 
“Hiiiiiiiiiii Chiyo!” Yelled the exchange student, “how are you today?!?”
 
“Hi Brittkenzie… I’m about the same as yesterday”
 
“Nope! Wrong, you’re smaller, I can tell” the blonde corrected
 
“Well… yeah a bit”
 
“You ate breakfast, right?”
 
“Yeah…”
 
“Great! Don’t worry, Coach Bimbo is here to help you lose some weight”
 
“Coach Bimbo?”
 
“It’s what my friends back home called it when I helped plan exercises routines. Now” the buxom woman pulled out a couple jugs of water from her bag. “Let’s make sure we keep hydrated and start with some jumping jacks”
 
 
To Chiyo’s surprise, Brittkenzie had the entire regime pretty well planned out. It was a lot of cardio, although modified since Chiyo couldn’t really move.
When it came time to run, she just jogged in place while her coach did laps around her.
 
It was more intense than Chiyo’s workouts, but the American’s cheers and constant enthusiasm helped keep her motivated.
 
As Brittkenzie came around for another lap she suddenly slipped and almost fell “whoa”
 
“Are you okay??” Asked her friend
 
“Oh I’m fine. I just, like slipped in some of your boob sweat”
 
Chiyo glanced at her glistening tits. Droplets of sweat dotted her skin, but the droplets looked like water balloons
 
“I’m sorry”
 
“For what? I’m totally fine. I like, think it was about time to stop anyways, let’s have another drink!”
 
Chiyo managed to move back a few feet onto a chair and sat down. Brittkenzie plopped down on a cushion next to her. Even sitting the height difference was evident.
 
“You’re doing so so good!” Encouraged the blonde, “you’re totes smaller now I think”
 
“Uh huh… not that it makes a big difference”
 
“You’ll get there soon! We just got to keep at it! B-T-Dubs, do you sleep standing up? I don’t really see a bed”
 
“Oh I just sit down here and wrap the blankets around me… basically”
 
“Oh that’s awful! So you haven’t been horizontal in months?”
 
“Well yeah… I’m never small enough to lay on my back and I’d have to rotate forward onto my boobs to sleep on them and that’s really hard”
 
“It seems like it would be sooo freaky to be down here alone at night… “
 
“It’s… not ideal… but I do feel safe since these things will somehow eat any threat”
 
“Well that’s good! Hmmm… you know if you want I could buy a tent and keep you company down here… we could have sleepover of sorts!”
 
“Thanks but… I don’t want to make you stuck down here all the time when you’re on your Japan trip… I uh… maybe a sleepover after I fit back around my house”
 
“Okay, yaaaay! I’ll look forward to it! Hmmm… Keiko isn’t quite here yet…. Do you want to try some strength training?
 
“Umm I guess?”
 
Brittkenzie walked over to her bag, bent over, and pulled out a barbell. She hefted it. “Have you done any of this before?”
 
“Uh… no”
 
“Okay we’ll just start you off with the bar and no plates! This is about 45 er… 20 ish kilograms? I might be wrong but it’s a good place to start here, stand over there”
 
Chiyo walked forward
 
“Okay so you’re going to put the bar behind your shoulders like this… you want to stand with your knees bent, don’t extend all the way up or down really…
So you start like this then bend down”
 
Chiyo stared as Brittkenzie squatted low, her ass emphasized in the yoga pants.
 
“And then bring it back up. You should exhale as you stand back up. Of course this weight is a little easy for me, but you try”
 
She handed Chiyo the bar, who did her best to position like Brittkenzie. Given the heft she was surprised how effortlessly the blonde had moved the bar. She went do the motion
 
“Hold on. Like. Wait…hmmm” the blonde interrupted. She walked over “your grip is wrong”
 
Chiyo felt the blonde approach, then her friends relatively humongous tits press into her back. Her face felt slightly… warm? As Brittkenzie adjusted her hands
 
“So it’s like like that and then like… that, y’know?”
 
“Uh-huh”
 
“So go ahead and try again”
 
“Uh… your …” Chiyo stammered a bit unsure what to say. Was she blushing? “Your boobs are kind of blocking me”
 
“Oh sorry! Silly me” she backed up. “I’m sure you’re already sick of having cleavage pressed against you”
 
“Yeah- um”
 
“Hi gals!” Came a voice.
 
The two turned as Keiko rolled up on her moped. “Food delivery”
 
“Oh sweet! Thank you Keiko-Chan!” Said Brittkenzie, talking the Barbell and walking over. “You’re the best”
 
“I know I am. You okay Chiyo? You look a little weird”
 
“uhh... Oh it’s probably just … the exercise! Yeah… Brittkenzie is really athletic”
 
“Not really,” said the blonde digging into her food.
 
Keiko handed her friend her lunch.
“Thank you,” said Chiyo, “so is the new job going well?”
 
“Yep. I’m all over the city delivering whatever as fast as possible. It’s kind of cool, but some customers are weird. Also I’m getting pretty good at using the bike.”
 
“I noticed… did you ride straight through the outer building?”
 
“Maybe…” winked Keiko
 
“That’s impressive”
 
“Well I didn’t want to spend too much time out there, it’s a little seedy. How did you end up here anyways?”
 
“My mom has a job somewhere around here and knew this building was unused… she got permission for me to be here somehow”
 
“Ah”
 
“So,” interjected Brittkenzie “Keiko, what’s the weirdest thing you’ve seen today?”
 
“Well there was some anime fight going on over to the east… also l think there’s some big promotion for Gu-hi-oy right now?”
 
“What do you mean?”
 
“I keep seeing cosplayers doing like… mock duels in different places. There’s some production value to the shows, they’re pretty impressive”
 
“Hmmm… I’ll ask Norika. She’s been getting into that game so she might know”
 
The trio ate on in silence for a bit
 
 
“I think I need a job” stated Chiyo
 
“A job?” Asked Keiko.
 
“Don’t laugh!”
 
“I’m not”
 
“I know like… I can’t…” chiyo struggled to find words “I could do something virtual! Or shrink down enough… I just need to help my mom out”
 
“Well, we will just have to think of a job that fits you” comforted Keiko, “hey Bri-Bri, did you have any ideas?”
 
“Sorry, I’ve never had a like, strong idea of a career path”
 
“Well are there any jobs that people suggested for you?” Asked Keiko, “Chiyo might be able to get down to your level of busty-ness so it’s worth considering”
 
“Well the only job anyone ever said I was suited for was stripper”
 
“…”
 
“That seems kind of mean,” responded Chiyo
 
“I think they were joking… I mean even my parents said that was my best career path. Or escort”
She looked around waiting for laughter
 
 
“Brittkenzie… you know -”
 
“Oh I don’t mind. I mean. I do have a pretty hot body. Anyways, thanks again for lunch Keiko”
 
“Oh sure… are you going to get back to exercising?”
 
“No, we need to digest a bit first… let me find something to watch on my phone”
 
 
 
 
 
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As sunset approached, the exercise regiment came to an end, and the Brittkenzie walked back out of the warehouse. As the buxom blonde went, she was once again watched by unfriendly eyes.
 
“See? We told you!” Said JJ, stifling another noise bleed, “isn’t she a vision”
 
“You were right on” said another Thug. “Curvy, tall, and dumb as a rock”
 
“Perfect target… she’s probably carrying way too much Yen, much less how much we could probably ransom her for”
 
“All right, come on then. JJ, Ryu, you two stay here”
 
“What? Why?” asked Ryu
 
“If you can’t even look at her, you won’t be much help. Stay here, you’ll get *some* of her cash”
 
The three other thugs approached the blonde
 
“Hey, lady!”
 
She turned around, “can I, like, help you?”
 
“Oh most definitely,” said the leader as the other two flanked her.
 
“What did you need? I’m not much for directions or anything” said Brittkenzie as she bent down slightly since she was like a foot taller than all of them
 
“Well you seem like you can do a lot for any one of us,“ said the thug, looking directly at the woman’s copious cleavage, “but for now why don’t you hand over your wallet?”
 
She cocked her head, “huh? I don’t like get it”
 
“I’m saying, you should hand over your wallet, baby”. The other two guys moved closer. “Or something bad might happen to you”
 
Brittkenzie kept staring until a glimmer of recognition crossed her face. “Wait, are you trying to rob me?”
 
“Finally! Yes, obviously! Man you give new meaning to the term dumb blonde”
 
“But you don’t have a weapon”
 
The leader stared in shock.
The other two gang members also looked to him in bewilderment
 
“Fine,” he snapped, pulling a switchblade out of his pocket. “Here’s my knife. I am threatening you with a weapon. Hand over your wallet or the three of us will hurt you. Happy?”
 
“Sure”
Just a moment, the gang leader became aware of something about an inch from his face.
 
By the time he comprehended it as a fist, the punch had connected, instantly knocking him unconscious and sending him flying.
 
The two followers stared in shock, then turned back towards Brittkenzie in anger. At that moment, the blonde’s second punch took out the thug on the left.
She swung a third time but this time the man had recovered enough to narrowly dodge.
 
“You’re dead blonde,” he said drawing a knife “I’m gonna gut you like-“
 
The mini-giantess took an instep then kicked. The thug managed to duck - unfortunately he didn’t avoid the shockwave, which still sent him flying across the street and colliding with the building.
 
The girl looked around at the three unconscious thugs uttering groans of pain “Okay, I was right - it like, didn’t seem like you knew what you were like, doing”
 
She looked up, seeing JJ and Ryu standing in shock
“Wow,” they whispered in unison.
 
She perked up and bounced over.
“Hiiii uh, those guys just attempted to mug me… do you know if like, I’m supposed to tell the police or what?”
As she said this, she bent forward to talk.
The shift in boobs so close to their face cause them to both nosebleed so much they passed out.
 
“….Darn that keeps happening… I guess I’ll call for an ambulance?”