In Over His Head! [A sexy, Mini Giantess romcom/fantasy adventure in Tamriel]

Chp 6 "In BIG trouble.."

"Come on Mint, hurry up!" Bernadette called back, waving her hand behind her as she hurried towards the Boar. He was scurrying along behind her, dragging a gilded trunk full of clothes, shoes, and other trinkets. Mint had found her with one of her clients. One of her MARRIED clients. She'd stumbled into him at the end of her headlong flight, still quite naked and out of breath, and asked him to take her his home. Not surprisingly he'd offered to take her shopping and get a new wardrobe instead. They were at a tailor's shop, Bernadette hanging on his arm as they wandered around the shop, her pointing out each piece that she wanted as the shopkeeper hurried along to pack everything up behind them. That was how Bernadette got all her clothes, shoes, and jewels. She blackmailed her clients into buying whatever she wanted, while giving them exactly what they wanted on the other hand. She showed no shame in working the game to her advantage, and besides, she had more important things to spend her money on.

"What's in this thing, B?" Mint called out after her, huffing from the effort it took to drag the trunk behind him, struggling to keep up with her.

Bernadette stopped as they reached the front door of the Horny Boar. "A lady's things," she said elegantly. She was wearing a new dress, a lovely shade of frothy sea green that was at contrast with her fiery red hair. It popped on her beautifully, a stark difference to how she had left the Boar earlier that morning.

"Hello Bitches! I'm baaaack." she singsonged triumphantly as she threw the door open dramatically. I hope none of you missed me too dearly," she announced as she came into the room, spying everyone gathered, huddled, around a table. She crossed her arms over her chest. "What's going on, then?" she asked, moving over to the crowd with a quickness. Everyone looked away, none of them eager to invite Bernadette into their little game.

"Come on," she demanded, pushing her way through them to the table. She eyed the scroll and yanked it from one of the twins. "Give me that!" she said, slapping it down onto the table.

Mint sighed, rolling his eyes. "I'll get it, it's fine..." he called out to deaf ears as he kicked the door closed. He yanked the trunk behind him and headed for Bernadette's room, shaking his head. Those girls were always up to something... better not to get involved. Better to save his energy for the stairs.

Bernadette leaned over the table, staring at the big bold letters someone had scrawled across the top; "Pop the mouse." There was a chart of sorts, filled up with names and dollar amounts. "What's going on?" she asked, looking over at La, who was closest to her.

La held her hands up, waving her fingers. "Don't ask me, I'm disqualified," she said with a shrug. One of the newer girls piped up before the others could stop her. "The mouse is down in the laundry. Margara put him to work down there, so we're taking turns trying to get him to.. " she paused suddenly, all her confidence leaving her as she stared at the firey raging building in Bernadette's eyes.

Bernadette rolled her hand into a fist, slamming it onto the table. "How dare you guys do this without me!" she cried, incensed. The nerve! The gall!

Svie giggled. "Well, you weren't here, remember?" she said, grinning wolfishly.

"Oh, sod off, ice queen," Bernadette spat, rolling her eyes. "You know that was... it wasn't my fault!" she said, her lip quivering just a little as she recalled her harrowing adventure from this morning. "But what about that horrid beast?"

"You don't need to worry, he can't do it anymore... Mama M banned him from using his magicka inside," Svie assured her.

Bernadette grinned at that. "Can't use his magicka, you say..." she repeated. And she saw her possibilities opening once again, her chance! She had no intention of trying to win any silly wager. Let these fools have their little game, SHE would have the tasty little mousey for herself! She reached into the little purse hanging from her shoulder and threw a generous pile of coins down onto the table. "I'm in!" she declared. "I'm taking all of you down, I will have the little mouse, and I will have all your gold," she said with feigned confidence. She hoped they bought her bluff. She squared her shoulders and pushed her chest out, put her hand in each cup of her dress one at a time to prop her breasts up good and high and stuck a fresh mint leaf between her teeth. "Watch and learn!" she said, making way for the laundry room, her new skirts swishing about her as she practically ran from the room.