Height Night
Allison figured tonight was another sure thing. She’d been going to the German Town Saloon every month for their Amazon Swimsuit Contest, where the top prize was $500. What better way to earn her car payment, she thought. Allison was a gorgeous woman of 25 years of age, with strong shapely legs, a sexy butt, natural 36C breasts, and pretty face topped with straight dirty blond hair. Physically, she was a perfect package in her rainbow-colored thong bikini.
Most girls that competed with her for the $500 couldn’t match her 5’11” stature. They would try, but many came up short. Other girls that could compete with her height didn’t have her sexy look, however. Most of the guys would cheer Allison on, making her a sure bet to win the money. Tonight seemed to be no different.
Allison was in the back room changing into her bikini and slipping on her 2 inch clear heels when she walked in. The usual winner of the contest stood there shocked as a new enormous contestant paraded in, set her bag down, and smiled warmly at the other girls. It was cold for February, so this towering goddess walked in all bundled up. Allison couldn’t check out her body just yet. Perhaps she has thunder thighs or a nasty hanging gut, she pondered. Deep down, though, Allison wondered if her car payment was about to slip from her grasp.
This tall drink of water shook hands with the other girls getting ready, and finally approached Allison. “Hi,” she said with a honeyed voice, “I’m Gretchen, nice to meet you.” Allison offered her hand and watched it disappear in Gretchen’s grasp. Her hands were soft, warm, and gentle. Gretchen even seemed to linger her handshake as they talked. Allison’s heart sank. Tall, pretty, kind, she had no chance against this woman. Gretchen had all her bases covered. She also noted that Gretchen stood a good head height taller than her. Allison stood there staring at the giantess’ breasts being pushed in her face.
Gretchen took her coat off and flipped off her top. The theory that she was either padding her bra or wearing a lot of clothing underneath became shattered when Gretchen’s giant breasts flopped free and firm, exposing large inviting hardened nipples in the room. The other girls stared at Gretchen too, knowing that their hopes of winning just shattered too. She took off her jeans revealing the firmest, sexiest legs on a human woman the other women had ever witnessed. They saw her slip her panties off and replace them with a set of hot pink bikini bottoms and cover her heavenly chest with a matching top.
Allison fixed her hair and makeup, waiting for the MC to announce the ladies to make their entrance. Gretchen stood by her, still smiling, wishing everyone good luck. She didn’t get much response back, since the other girls knew she was a ringer. Before long, the excited MC welcomed everyone to the next Height Night, and then announced each woman by name. The girls formed a train of bikinis and curves as they appeared from the black curtain and made a line in front of the cheering drunk men in the bar.
When Gretchen came out, the place exploded. No one had ever seen this towering woman in their small town before, and it was pretty sure no one in the state ever heard of Gretchen or her 7’11” frame either. The mystery amazon stood there proudly, smiling brilliantly, with her hands behind her ass in a classic pageant pose. Allison took her place beside the DJ booth, but the normal fire she had lit the room no more. All attention was on Gretchen.
As time went on, more and more girls were eliminated from the competition when the MC would point to a girl and listen for the audience applause. It was down to Allison and Gretchen, the only two still standing on the dance floor. Allison looked over at Gretchen’s large body and found herself staring right at Gretchen’s breasts. Those large balloons trapped in the hot pink fabric had her mesmerized. Gretchen, in turn, just smiled at the men in the bar and turned her right thigh to get more attention. Allison faked a smile, but inside she knew her easy money streak was over. If Gretchen kept coming back, she would lose every time. She couldn’t imagine a woman even taller, even more beautiful, than the tall Gretchen.
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