Sam and Alice

An Amazonian voice boomed, deriding a poor femboi in what was becoming a common occurrence. "One of us is going to have to go to the store, Sam. And it might as well be you. Tom's gonna draw too much attention 'cause he's so big and muscly. And you won't, because you're just like all the other little girly-men out there."

Jen crossed her arms in triumph, since surely no one else could match her debate skills. She looked forward to getting Sam out of the cramped apartment. The little twerp had been getting on her nerves for days. Jen by now towered more than a foot taller than him, and even further above Alice. Of course, she wasn't as tall as Tom. She kind of liked looking up at him.

"I- you really don't have to say it like that." He rubbed his face. "Fine. I'll go. But I shouldn't go by myself. Alice, can you come with me?"

From the kitchen, Alice nodded, her head barely visible over the counters. "Yeah, I can. It will be good to get some air."

Tom piped in. "You should ask Molly if they need anything either. I'm sure she would prefer to go to the store in a group."

"Oh Tom, you're so nice!" Jen gushed.

Sam rolled his eyes and hopped up off the couch. He slipped on his shoes before stepping out the door to talk to Molly.

When she opened the door, Sam barely recognized her. Last week she had been a bit round, carrying a few extra pounds, but when she opened the door Sam thought she must have been ill. No, her complexion was clear, her eyes were bright, but the woman in front of him was half the size. None of her clothes fit, draped over her body and cinched with a belt around her trackstar build.

He explained where they were going and asked if she wanted to go. She nodded and called back into the apartment that she was going out and not to open the door for anyone. A giggly reply bounced back. Molly gave Sam a look before she locked the door behind her.

Tom grinned to himself, then went back to his bedroom. He left Jen behind on the couch, hoping she could take a hint. He browsed the news for a bit on his bed, but he was tired of waiting.