Darla and Denise had been rivals for years, battling for the top spot of the modelling game. So Darla was quite surprised when Denise invited her out for an afternoon of shopping. It got to around lunch, their agreed upon meet-up time, when a limo pulled up outside Darla's apartment.
The need for the limo became apparent when Darla got inside. It took a few moments for her eyes to adjust to the darkness inside, and then it took a few moments more for her to believe what her eyes were seeing. Inside the limo was Denise, but there was something different about her - she was massive. It was clear that Denise's new long legs couldn't have fit in any other vehicle... well, maybe a bus - but that wasn't Denise's style.
"D..Denise?" stammered Darla, staring at the sight of her now enlarged rival.
"Darla!" exclaimed Denise insincerely, "Come sit back here!"
Denise gestured at the space on the back seat next to her. Darla was reticent to take it, out of fear of being squashed by her rival's now gigantic body - but she didn't feel to be a position to say no.
On sitting down, Darla felt she had to ask the obvious question, "What the hell happened to you?"
"It's great isn't it?!" gushed Denise, looming over Darla, "The procedure was only supposed to make me a bit a taller but check out what it did to my chest!"
Darla nearly suffocated when Denise thrust out her breasts towards her, enveloping her head in the ample cleavage they provided.
"Whoops, sorry!" laughed Denise after a few moments of watching Darla struggle fruitlessly against their weight, "Still getting used to this new size."
Darla still had the same question on her mind, "You said it was a procedure, what procedure?"
"Oh, you don't want to know that." teased Denise.
Darla really did want to know, but it was evident Denise would never tell her so she changed the topic of conversation, "So, what's our shopping trip about today then?"
"Well, I just wanted to put an end to our rivalry." said Denise.
Darla felt touched for a moment, maybe this new size had given Denise a new perspective. But that moment was shattered when Denise continued.
"I mean with this new body - you're not even in the same league as me any more."
"What?!" erupted Darla, "You think that just cos you're bigger now, you're somehow better than me."
Denise sighed before elaborating, "I knew you'd have a hard time accepting that, which is why I thought if you spent a day with me you'd see just how much better I am."
Darla's hand shot for the door handle, "Like hell I'm going to spend the day with your big condescending ass!" she screamed - but before she could pull the door open she felt a weight fall on her shoulder.
Darla looked in horror to see Denise's large hand grabbing her, before feeling her rival's new strength as she was pulled back into her seat. Darla struggled for a moment trying to break free of the amazon's grasp but it was fruitless, Denise was too strong now.
"Settled now?" asked Denise, as if talking to a child.
"You can't do this to me!" shouted Darla, "Just because you're big doesn't mean you can do what you want!"
"Actually it does." smirked Denise, before explaining "You of all people must know how being beautiful opens doors for you, how being the sexiest person in the room makes everyone want to trip over themselves to help you right?"
Darla found herself nodding in agreement, despite not wanting to.
"Well, it turns out when you're big that all gets amplified." Denise excitedly admitted, "I could toss you around like a football - and believe me I could do that quite easily - and no one would bat an eye. People would likely offer to help me."
"No.. that's not right...." pouted Darla, but she knew from experience the power an alluring body had on people.
Denise simply smirked in response.
"Ok... ok!" conceded Darla after a moment's thought, "You've proved it - you're bigger and better now. Can I go?"
"Oh my no..." Denise started ominously, "I need my victory to be absolute - just this little demo of my new size isn't enough - hell, not even taking every modelling contract off you won't be enough. You need to see how much better I am than you in every way, how little you measure up to me - and how futile it is to ever try and go against me again."
Darla felt her blood run cold from her rival's monologue. Has she always been like this, or had whatever it was that made her grow affect her brain?
"Erm, ok..." a panicked Darla managed to squeak out, trying to find a way to escape the situation, "Point proved. I'll give up modelling and leave it all to you - ok?"
Denise simply ignored Darla's attempt to leave and continued, "I'm going to be trying on a lot of specialist made clothing today, all designer made just for me - and you're going to have to watch me try it on. You're gonna see me in all my naked glory - and trust me, its quite a sight. Don't worry though, I'll let you try some of them on too - of course they won't fit you but you'll get a good idea of how puny you are now next to me."
"You don't have to do this Denise..." started Darla.
"Oh but I do." snapped Denise, "I need you to see how much hotter I am, how much stronger - faster - smarter... Just how much better I am than you. I need you to realise that I am still growing so this gulf of inadequacy between us will only get bigger."
Darla gulped when Denise drew close to finish her terrifying rant.
"Basically; I need you to know that you lose."
"I... I know." whimpered Darla.
"I don't think you do..." mused Denise, "But you will when this day is finished."
Darla was still shivering in fear when Denise leaned back and pulled out her phone and passed it to the driver with her long arms.
"Can you get a photo of us before we set off?" she asked, as if this was just a regular girls' day out.
The driver nodded and lifted the tablet up, "Ok everyone one, big smiles!"
Denise fixed Darla with a look which filled the smaller woman with fear, "Yes... big smiles!"
Meta: This was quite a simple collage to do. Denise already seemed bigger than her friend in the original shot, I just scaled everything down around her a bit more. I had to add some more height to the shot, but thankfully it was dark enough I just needed to add more shadow.
I know I've done the whole rival models thing before, especially where it concerns Denise Milani and mini-giantesses. I think its because she does a lot of shots with other models where there's big comparisons to be made between them. I recently did a story about how a model outgrows their rivalry (Tiny tries to remove Asian Mini-Giantess' panties), I thought it'd be interesting to do a story where the models outgrows their rival but not their rivalry.
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