This was the most embarrassing thing that could have happened to you.
Running into an ex at a party was always embarrassing. But an ex that had grown into a busty giantess was on a whole new level. You'd successfully avoided bumping into Sally ever since your break-up, especially since her 'mishap' at the lab, but tonight things weren't going your way.
Normally a rooftop party would be a dead giveaway she'd be invited, but you hadn't realised the location of this party until you stepped out of the elevator. Despite her being stood at the far end of the rooftop pool you saw her straight away. You quietly turned round and to your dismay found the elevator had already closed. You hammered the button hoping it would somehow come back immediately but it was too late.
"Oh my god - its you isn't it?!" she boomed.
You didn't turn round, instead you hammered the button more and prayed.
"I know its you, I can smell that cheap soap of yours from over here."
It was no use, the elevator wasn't coming back - it was time to face the music. You turned sheepishly with the plan to act surprised when you saw her. Your surprise turned out to be very genuine when you got a good look at her. You'd known she'd grown, but you hadn't realised in what ways. Her chest was insanely big, even for her giant size. She gazed across the roof at you with her same old condescending smile.
"I knew it was you." she laughed when you faced her, "Were you trying to get away?"
"No... I forgot my umbrella, I didn't realise this was going to be outside." you feebly lied.
Your giant ex raised an eyebrow in response, "Still a terrible liar I see. What's the matter, didn't want to say hi?"
"No... nothing like that." you lied again.
"Hmmm?" she sighed, "Are you scared of little old me?"
The truth was you were - she'd been a nightmare when she'd been a foot shorter than you, now that you were no more than toy-sized to her you dreaded to think what she could do.
You heard the elevator finally ping behind you followed by the murmur of latecomers to the party emerging from it. You started to back away towards it but your ex saw what you were doing.
"Nuh huh huh." she chided you, before calling over "Guys? Could you stop scaredy cat there from leaving?"
You turned to run to find yourself face to face with two bouncers who'd emerged from the lift with the other guests. They grabbed you by the shoulders and spun you around to face your ex again. She had the security here eating out of her hand - of course, who would want to go against the orders of a giant?
Seeing your escape foiled, your ex beamed over a smile to the bouncers.
"Thanks guys." she called over, before addressing the other guests now milling around you, "Hey everyone - see this chump here? They're that ex I told you about."
You heard sniggering from the collection of people around you, you dreaded to think what she'd told them about you.
"How longs it been?" she asked, finally turning her attention back to you.
"I dunno..." you began before she snapped at you.
"You do, I know you do - how long?"
She knew you too well, "2 years... and a month."
"Awww." she mocked, "nice of you to keep track."
"Well, its been really nice to..." you tried but she cut you off.
"Oh no you don't, we're just getting started." she snapped angrily, "Do you remember what you used to call me?"
"My love?" you recalled.
"No no no, that nickname you used no matter how much I asked you not to."
Oh, that, you'd forgotten about that, you tried to play dumb again, "Ummm..."
"Come on, say it!" she snarled.
"Shorty." you admitted quietly.
"What was that? Say it so all these nice people can hear you."
"I called you shorty."
Everyone laughed at you, but no one laughed more than your ex.
"Well, I think you're the shorty now." she chuckled looking down at you with her unbearable smile, now more condescending than ever.
She appeared lost in thought for a moment before addressing the party goers now all staring at you.
"Oh, here's a good one everyone - do you know why little shorty here broke up with me?"
Uh-oh - you didn't want her divulging that fact to anyone, it wasn't your proudest moment.
"Sally, don't! I'm sorry, I know it was wrong and I've grown since then and..."
"You've grown?" she snorted at your poor choice of words, "You look as small as ever shorty, I'm the only one whose done any growing here."
"Please..." you began, but she ignored your request.
"Pipsqueak here broke up with me because, and I quote 'I just prefer girls who aren't flat.'"
You heard angry and disapproving muttering from the crowd around you.
"So, is this the sort of thing you prefer then?" she asked gesturing towards the deep cleavage her dress presented, "You really missed out huh? Maybe I'll let you have a closer look later on - then I'll show you the real meaning of flat..."
She paused for a moment, giving you time to think about the image she'd planted in your head of her ending you between her almighty breasts, before addressing the crowd again.
"Oh, you'll never believe where this little idiot took me for our anniversary..."
Oh god, not that story!
You wished she'd just squash you flat now to get you out of this embarrassment.
Meta: There's a hidden layer of irony in this image. The original shot of verysallyish was a photo of her stood on this roof. I found a photo of the same roof from the same angle and put her behind the pool rather than infront of it. I wanted the reflection of her to fill the pool but I realised it didn't make much sense given the angles. So instead I went with a slightly more realistic, but still not quite right, reflection.
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