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Sorry, guys, didn't mean to miss last week, but it was kinda unavoidable. This bit concludes our homage to "Aliens," and we hope you've all enjoyed it. Thanks for flying with Qzar. Be sure to visit us in the future for all your female growth needs!

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"Ahem." A loud voice from above cut off any reply Hicks might have made. Both men looked up to see their giant squadmate staring intensely down at them. "Hudson, one more remark out of you and I'll toss your ass into the next county," she said flatly. "Drop the phone on the ground."

"Aw, man..." Hudson whined, setting his phone on the ground.

"Now step on it."

"What? No way, Vasquez! I just got it last month!" he protested.

"Step on it, or I'll step on you. Your choice," she said firmly. Hudson lifted his boot and stomped the phone, crushing it, muttering curses the entire time. "That's that you get for being a perv," Vasquez said, grinning wickedly. "Now shut up and let me have some fun with my new friend here."

That statement seemed to jolt Dana, who spasmed, trying to twist free from her captor. However, Vasquez still had her wrist in an iron grip, so the blonde only managed to hurt her own arm. The taller woman's grin widened.

"Ooh, still got some fight in you, eh?" she said. "Good. You'll be fun to break." She gave the blonde's nipple another tweak.

"Aaah!" Dana yelped. "Please, stop! I'm not into women!" She gestured with her free arm at her fallen rival. "I mean, why not take her instead? I always suspected she was a muff-diver, and she can't even resist you!"

"Yes, very fun to break. Like I said, I enjoy dominating someone," Vasquez said, continuing as though Dana hadn't spoken. "Especially you. You're so big, so powerful...and I can still make you do anything I want."

"Please, don't..." Dana whimpered. Vasquez adjusted her grip and the blonde cried out again. "Stop! You're hurting me!"

"Oh? Wouldn't want to break my new toy." So saying, the giant soldier spun her around and released her wrist in one smooth motion, then, before Dana could react, pushed her roughly down into the pavement. The blonde's huge, curvaceous ass hit the pavement with a dull boom, sending a slight tremor through the earth.

Vasquez then gripped the other woman by the shoulders and pushed her backwards, forcing Dana to recline on the asphalt as the dark-haired giantess straddled her waist, the larger woman's weight and muscular thighs holding her firmly in place. “So here's what we're going to do,” she said, leaning down over Dana's prone form. Two sets of enormous tits pressed together as she bent further down, mountains of boob flesh spreading outward as she planted a kiss squarely on the struggling Dana's lips.

Sitting back up, Vasquez smirked at her captive. “You can resist all you want. It's more fun for me that way.”

“Please don't,” Dana begged again, distraught.

Vasquez sneered at her. “Don't worry, blondie. I'll make sure you have some fun before it's all over. But it's my turn first.” She began scooting up Dana's torso. “So...I think you should eat me out. If you do a good job, maybe I'll return the favor.”

“VASQUEZ!” a loud, angry voice suddenly shouted.

The giantess soldier immediately snapped her head around to the source of the sound, along with everyone else present. Lt. Gorman stood near the damaged office building, a megaphone held up to his face. When she realized who was speaking to her, Vasquez immediately went rigid, her eyes automatically wide with panic at his tone. “S-sir!” she shouted.

“Vasquez, you are a soldier in the United States military! You will NOT treat an unarmed prisoner in this manner!” he called through the megaphone. “No one under my command is going to behave like this! Get up off of that civilian right now and bring her into custody properly!” he continued.

Her cheeks burning crimson, Vasquez immediately stood. “I-I'm sorry, sir! I don't know what came over me!” she called out. She reached out a hand to help Dana up, but the blonde batted it away contemptuously. As she rose to her full height, Vasquez turned her around—much more gently this time—and firmly held her wrists behind her without hurting her arms. “Sir, I'm going to need something to restrain the prisoner.”

“Hudson!” Gorman barked. “Come over here and assist Frost and Dietrich. We need to locate some strong binding material.” His eyes flicked up and down the two giant, naked women standing in the parking lot, as well as the third one still moaning weakly on the ground. “And see if we can find some tarps or sheets, as well. Vasquez is out of uniform.”

A short time later, Dana and the still-unconscious Ellen were bound securely with large industrial steel cables the soldiers had been able to scavenge from a nearby business. Dana sat moodily near the crushed APC and her fallen rival, her hands tied behind her back and her ankles bound together in front of her. She was scowling at all the soldiers, particularly Vasquez. The men had been able to find some sheets and tarps, and the women were now at least suitably covered. Their enlarged tits still bulged obscenely under the fabric, but they at least weren't walking around nude. Gorman had been particularly insistent on this point after seeing how some of the soldiers (particularly Hudson) seemed to have trouble paying attention to what they were doing.

Vasquez stood at attention, as she had ever since Dana's bonds had been in place, waiting for the lieutenant to address her. The green tarps they'd found for her were no substitute for proper military uniform, according to Gorman, but it would do until they could find something better. Finally, he stepped smartly in front of her and addressed her, craning his neck and using the megaphone. “Vasquez.”

“Sir,” she replied quickly.

“As you are aware, your conduct earlier was completely out of line.”

“Yes, sir,” she said, trying to remain stoic.

“However, due to the...highly unusual circumstances you're currently in, I'm willing to overlook it, provided that you're able to carry yourself in a manner befitting a soldier until such time as this...situation has passed,” he continued.

“Thank you, sir.” She paused for a moment, then added, “Lt. Gorman?”

“Yes, Vasquez?”

She looked down at him, a worried expression on her face. “Sir, I know you spoke to them. Do they have any idea when I can get back to normal?”

“Vasquez, official word from HQ is that an antidote is being developed. However, they can't say exactly when it will be ready.” He paused for a moment, as if debating whether to tell her something. Finally, he spoke. “That said, when I told them of your condition, they initially wanted you brought in and placed under quarantine. However, I convinced them that we may find you more useful in a different capacity...”