A Night To Remember

"Okay, come on! You've worked in a nightclub before! Just… Not ones with literal giants, but… Fuuuuck, why did I agree to this one!?" The inexperienced blue and silver feathered bird girl, Veila, complained to herself behind the bar counter as she passed a few drinks out.

She was now on her 5th job, an easy bar tending gig in the sprawling city of Arcane Scale. It was a place known to accommodate anyone of any size, from the few literal giants who towered above even skyscrapers, to the common smaller populous with sizes equivalent to bugs or rodents.

"I mean, sure. I expected to be doing bigger things with my life. But I'm young, free and… Other things! I can do anything I want and I chose… Here?" She complained to her coworker, a diminutive mouse who leaned against a shot glass, trying to prepare himself for his shift with the annoying newbie. 

"It's your first day, just help me out. Don't think you can quit so quickly." The brown mouse tried to be reassuring while tying up his black apron. "What if my parents are right! They think I'm some kind of failure!" She continued, ignoring the customers who impatiently yelled at her to serve them.

As Veila continued babbling on and on, the mouse, Reid, was trying to settle the growing crowd of half drunken men and women of varying shapes and sizes, most of whom towered over his weak frame. He tried his best to get Veila to help him serve the patrons and calm their frustrations, but she continued wallowing in her own self pity. 

"Maybe my dad was right. I should have been a botanist like him… He had great weed." 

"Help me!" Reid squeaked, completely ignored by the bird girl as she began pouring herself a drink. But as the crowd grew restless, someone threw a shoe at her, striking the bird in the face and knocking her off balance. 

With a squawk, she fell back, breaking a shelf and shattering bottles as they crashed to the floor. There was an awkward silence that filled the club. Veila, slightly intoxicated from a bit of pre-drinking before work, tried to stand, only to slip back down on her ass, pulling another shelf down with her.

Everyone in the club stood before her, howling with mocking laughter at the alcohol soaked avian. Finally managing to stand, she wrapped her cut hand up in her apron. Veila let out a nervous laugh as she looked to Reid, asking with a an awkward smile on her beak;

"I'm not gonna get sacked, right?" 

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"Hey, Mom… Yeah… I did. So… Can you uhm… Help with my rent? No? Okay, okay, cool… Nice talking to you." 

Veila wrapped up her phone call with a defeated sigh, staring up at the midnight sky. This was probably the quickest she'd ever been fired, with it having only been 13 hours. And she only started her first shift 40 minutes ago. 

The bumbling busty Bird sulked in the alley behind the club, listening in on the blaring music and humming along as she checked her bank account. It had been about a week or so since her last job at a farm ended. Of course, that was the only job she voluntarily left. 

But with her newly acquired figure, job offers came much quicker than usual. Still, she was barely able to pay her rent this month and was already out of yet another job. While walking down the alley, Veila came up with a genius plan for petty revenge. 

After all, she had left that farm with something far greater than a paycheck. 

Searching through her tight fitting teal hoodie, she pulled out a futuristic looking black and gold raygun. With a smirk on her beak, she began messing about with the touch screen like she had many times before in the last week.

Finally settling on the adjustments, she wrapped her hoodie around her waist and outstretched her wings, ready to take off. But a small squeak interrupted her plan. Glancing around, she heard yet another squeak and looked down to see Reid leaning against her trainers.

"Oh, hey."

"Hey. Uh… Why are you still here?" He asked with a curious glance. Veila picked him up, holding the mouse to eye level by the tail as she gave a casual sigh. "I was gonna crush this place between my tits." 

"Yeah- Wait, what?" Reid couldn't tell if this bird was drunk, stupid, insane or all of the above. "You'll see. I'm pretty fuckin' cool." She laughed, showing off the ray with her free hand as if it was some kind of toy she won at a carnival. 

"Okay… Are you sure you didn't hit your head earlier?" He nervously laughed before suddenly being stuffed between the bird's ample chest. Despite Reid's squirming satisfying her recently acquired size based desire, Veila wanted to do something fun. 

Why not go out on the town? Or rather take it. 

But her plan was interrupted by a few of the other workers coming out to smoke. Veila decided she could wait on her petty plan for a bit, immediately flying away in a somewhat ruffled panic.

As she soared through the night sky, eying over the many moving parts to the city and the colourful hypnotic lights below, she felt a strange calm. 

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Swooping down to her awfully small balcony that had basically become her front door, Veila strolled inside her rather dull apartment with a pip in her step. The buxom bird towered over most things in the room after her 'growth spurt' as she'd been calling it.

Veila slumped back onto her simple grey couch and laid on her side, her legs dangling over the edge of it like nothing. With little else to do but scheme, she began forming a devious plan. Suddenly, a notification chimed from her phone. 

And much like how she lost her second job, Veila was quickly distracted by her phone, browsing online for anything fun to do. Enthralled by random videos about how to make a circle go inside out, she had completely forgotten about the mouse tucked between her cleavage, who poked his little head out, gasping for air from her sweaty chest. 

"G-God damnit! W-Where the hell did you take me!" He squeaked, struggling to free himself from his soft feathery prison. Veila only gave him a brief glance before going back to her phone. "Oh, sorry dude. Forgot you were in there… I'll uh… Take you back tomorrow." 

"But I'm still on the clock! Take me back… Please." Despite his frustration, Reid had always tried to mind his manners. After all, he was always a target thanks to his size. So better to try and be nice than get eaten. 

Still, even his manners failed to work as Veila plucked him from her chest and dropped him on the carpeted floor. "Walk then." 

"I won't make it…" He grumbled. With a fed up sigh, Veila pulled the strange ray gun out of her hoodie and began fiddling with the touch screen. "Hey mousey, what's your dream height?"

"Dream height? I dunno, I guess like 5'5ft? Why-" He mumbled while dusting himself off. Before he could fully regain his bearing, a bright neon green beam of fantastical light overtook his diminutive frame. 

Reid barely stifled a low pleasured groan as his frame began to rapidly expand. His simple black work clothes audibly stretched and strained as he grew, his apron almost choking him out before the tied knot snapped, dropping the miniature shreds to the floor. 

Shooting up in size was rather disorientating, nearly vomiting from the swift change of perspective. Veila's gaze lifted from her phone, eyeing over the now nude mouse in front of her, not exactly impressed by his slender frame. 

"W-WHAT THE ACTUAL F-FUCK!?" He squealed, nearly tripping on his own feet as he looked around the room in baffled confusion. 

"Can you not scream? My neighbours already hate me." 

"I, uhm… S-S-Sorry…" He gave a timid laugh as he scratched at his neck before quickly covering himself with one of Veila's blankets. "You g-got any spare c-clothes?" 

"I mean… Yeah, you can fit into girl's clothes, right?" A smirk formed on the blue bird's beak as she crept up from the couch and left to her bedroom, soon returning with an old t-shirt and jeans that she threw at the delicate mouse.

Awkwardly grabbing the clothes off the floor, Reid felt too nervous to ask where the bathroom was and began clumsily getting dressed, trying his hardest to keep the coffee stained white blanket over his crotch, held up only by his teeth as he slid the jeans on. 

The bird watched on as if it were an entertaining circus act, one she couldn't look away from. The awkward way about him just seemed to push all the right buttons for her in some strange way. 

"So… Are you doing anythin' right now?" Her voice got more sultry as she shuffled around the couch, leaving a nice open spot between her barely covered legs. "I've got work? So… Thanks for the growth spurt." He gave yet another timid chuckle as he slid the cropped t-shirt over his chest. 

"Right… Random question, you're not gay, right?" 

Reid went silent for a moment, a bit stunned at the question. After a few seconds of tension so thick you could cut it with a knife, he answered bluntly; "Bi."

"W-Wait, you don't have to leave yet!"

"I meant as in bisexual?"

"Oh… That's the both ways one, right?" She asked, her face going a bit red in embarrassment. Despite all her 'feminine charms', she was always a bit of a birdbrain. Then again, the last time she tried to ask a guy out, he was gay, so… 

"I'm just gonna…" As Reid tried to make his exit, Veila quickly tried leaping to the door, accidentally banging her head against the ceiling as she tried to stop him. Falling back on her ass in pain and Clutching her throbbing head, Reid quickly went over to check on her. 

"Y-You're weird as hell, I hope you know that." He grumbled, checking her over for any injuries. "Well sorry for not being normal!" She squawked defensively, shoving him off with one of her wings. 

Reid backed away with a defeated sigh. He couldn't tell if this girl was crazy, stupid, or maybe high. But considering the fact that she had a shrink ray and could very easily get rid of him, the mouse decided to just let her be. 

"Wait, Wait, are you REALLY just gonna leave? What if we did somethin' fun?"

"Are you… Fine, whatever. I'm already missing my shift. And, you did make me larger… I guess it'd be fun." Despite the bird being a bit unstable, Reid didn't exactly feel like work would be worth it. Plus it might be fun tagging along with whatever Veila had in mind. 

Excitedly, Veila wrapped her hand around his and dragged him to the balcony before leaping off. Reid could only scream in terror as the two began plummeting to the cold street below. 

"Let's get wasted on the night!" Veila cheered, spreading her wings like a majestic phoenix and began to soar through the skies, holding the dangling mouse by both arms. 

"Y-YOU'RE FUCKING CRAZY!" 

"You sound like my Ex." She smirked, teasingly loosening her grip as the two looked down at the shining lights of the midnight streets.

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Veila once again nose dived to the ground, nearly throwing Reid to the floor as she barely managed to stop herself from colliding with the front entrance of a corner store. "Alright, to prepare for the night, what do we need?" She mused while helping the mouse up to his feet. 

Before he could answer, he rushed into the alley and began to puke. 

"I… I'll tell you in a minute." 

She didn't exactly want to bring him into the store, so she left him outside as she headed inside.

Slightly blinded by the dreary lights, Veila began to browse the spirits section, eyeing over the many differing drinks, unable to decide on what to get for the night ahead.

Sure, vodka was a go to, but that required a mixer. 

Whiskey? Perhaps, though she personally found the cheap stuff to be the best. 

What about rum? No. 

Gin? Sickening. 

That's when her gaze trailed to a bottle of Tequila. A drink that was responsible for many a story in her short life time. It wouldn't hurt if it created another. Quickly looking around to see if anyone was watching, she swiftly swiped the bottle from the shelf and stuffed it under her hoodie. 

Now, this strategy usually worked during her teen years, and probably would have again considering how empty the store was, but she was a nearly 11ft bird girl who towered over most of the shelves. It was kind of obvious to the fed up brown bear cashier, who silently watched from the front. 

As the buxom bird tried to make her exit, the broad and just as equally bored bear behind the counter slowly got off her chair and blocked the exit, nudging her head to the counter as she stared the bird down. 

"Come oooon… You're not paid enough to care, right?" 

"Nope." 

"Then why ya gotta stop me?" She groaned, kicking her feet as she moved over to the counter, getting a smirk from the brown bear, Uta, who took her time to get back behind the till. 

Veila removed the tequila from under her hoodie, practically slamming it against the counter top. "Gimmie a sec…" She grumbled, digging through her front pocket for her wallet. A small sense of panic began to fill her chest as she quickly realised she'd left it back at her apartment. 

"Sooooo… No wallet. Can we just call it a friend's favour and I pay ya back later?" 

"Nope." The bear repeated, dragging the bottle away, along with Veila's dreams. 

"I'll be back!" She proclaimed proudly, staring daggers at the straight haired brunette bear as she walked outside. 

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"Okay, no." Reid laughed, wiping a bit of vomit from his mouth as he stared up at the somewhat smug Veila. "Come on, it's not that hard!"

"You want me, ME, of all people, to fight a brown bear? Are you fuckin' nuts?"

"Wow, racist." 

Veila had been trying to convince him for the last ten minutes to help her get the bottle of tequila. Now could she have flown home, grabbed her wallet and bought it? Well no, she was flat broke. 

But much like her mother, she was an alcoholic at heart. "AND ALCOHOLICS ALWAYS GET A DRINK IN THE END!" She leapt into the air in a triumphant cheer, as if she was actually proud of her own words. 

"Wait, don't you have that size ray?" 

Veila let out a small squawk, her body tensing up a bit. In truth, she had forgotten all about the ray in her pocket, quickly fishing it out of the front of her hoodie. "Right, right… Huh, dunno how I didn't think of that." 

"Such a birdbrain…" The Mouse groaned, his tail swaying about in anticipation. Admittedly, he should be trying to stop the busty bird from robbing the place, but his curiosity grew with every minute he spent with Veila. He wanted to know how far she'd go. 

Once again Veila strolled into the store, leaning against the counter and pulling Uta away from her magazine with her usual smirk. "Sooooo… Can I have the bottle?" 

"Again, you got the money for it?" 

"Maybe." She cooed, tapping her clawed fingers against the faded blue countertop. Uta let out a fed up sigh, leaning back in her rather small chair that barely contained her wide frame. "You're such a tease, birdbrain… Just take it."

"Really!?" 

"No." Uta couldn't help herself, her laughter just as mocking as those from the nightclub. 

Luckily, Veila was of sound mind and chose to ignore it… Wait no, the opposite. 

With little hesitation, Veila pulled out the black and gold raygun she'd been keeping in her hoodie, pointing it at the bear with her own mocking laugh. Despite the fact Uta thought it was a toy, she instinctively threw a punch, knocking the bird on her ass as she leapt over the counter. 

"OH SHIT, M-MOUSE!" The Bird screeched, barely able to block the repeated strikes against her head. 

Reid rushed inside at the sounds of Veila pathetic squawking, watching the beating happening in front of him in timid silence. He hesitated, no clue what to do. What could he do? 

He was a mouse.

A spineless one at that. Watching helplessly as Veila was pinned down by the 600kg muscle toned beast of a woman beating the ever loving shit out of his sort of friend. The blue bird was trying helplessly to shove Uta off, but again, 600kg brown bear vs some overgrown chicken shit.

Despite his growing desire to run, Veila slid the raygun across the floor with one of her wings, screaming in pain as she yelled for Reid to use it. Swiftly reaching down to get it, Reid scrambled to find the right settings on the touch screen. 

"F-FUCKING SHOOT HER!" Veila screeched before getting another hard blow around the face, chipping her beak. Fumbling and floundering around, Reid held his eyes shut and blindly fired it. 

As Uta was about to wallop the blood covered bird again, a neon pink beam struck her in the chest. The bear felt her body tingle and twinge, her body heating up as it began to rapidly shrink in size. 

Her colourless grey uniform quickly surrounded her like a prison of cloth, tumbling and sliding down her own outfit like a marble on a hill before nestling softly in what was once her ill fitting bra.

Growing more confused and uneasy at her new surroundings, her fear began t spike as the blood covered bird she had been ever effortlessly beating peered her gigantic head over the top with a condescending smirk. "N… Not so tough now, huh?" Veila's face contorted in a sadistic delight, watching as Uta began squirming about, trying to escape her own clothing. 

The bird wiped her blood soaked face against her hoodie before slowly standing up to her full towering height, looking down at the bear as if she were a mere plaything. 

"Are… You okay?" Reid asked, awkwardly dawdling over and handing Veila back her raygun. Swiftly grabbing the bottle of tequila from behind the counter and popping it open, she began downing as if it were water. 

The Mouse watched in stunned silence. The fact that this woman had just endured such a beating and was already drinking, he questioned himself whether or not to run at that very moment. 

But Veila's drunken snicker quickly drew his attention. "O-Okay… S-So I admit… I fwuc… I mean, fuuuuck my face hurts… Shit… Uh…. Okay, hang on…." Already her speech began to slur, having already gone through about half the bottle. The girl could down it, but in terms of handling it? 

"Mouse… Mousey…. W-We have to uhm… Leave no witnesses…" She grumbled, slowly stomping over to the pile of clothes with a hideous drunken laugh, staring down at the trembling bear.

But Reid didn't exactly want to be an accomplice to murder. "WAIT! We d-don't have to kill her!"

"Shit, you right…" Nodding along to Reid's words, Veila coughed up a bit of blood filled drool, wiping it on her sleeve as she considered her next actions carefully. 

Clumsily and ungracefully, Veila plucked Uta out of her clothes and held her in her blood covered palm with a sense of satisfaction. Her mind began to flood with ideas on what to do, but one voice called out louder than the others. 

Veila turned to Reid with a smirk, pulling him close to her side with a drunken smirk on her broken beak as she leant down to his flustered and somewhat frightened face. "Y-You're gonna love this…" She whispered in an almost sultry tone, only broken by her occasional inebriated squawks. 

Before he could realise what was happening, Veila shoved the shrunken bear in his mouth. Feeling her soft fur against his tongue, the way she squirmed about trying to escape, it was strangely exhilarating. 

He quickly shut his mouth before she could escape and began shoving her around with his tongue. Veila walked off for a moment, leaving him alone with his prey. 

He could hear her small whimpers and whines, begging for freedom from his winding tongue. Reid didn't know what to do, he had always felt so weak. And now he held someone's life on the tip of his tongue. 

Questioning between his morality or his newly found hunger, Reid's mind swayed like his tail, continuing to toy iht the bear. 

Finally he made up his mind. This night was only going to grow worse from here, he might as well enjoy himself. 

Careful with his tongue, he began pulling Uta back towards his throat. The way she kicked and swayed, clinging on for dear life was… Exhilarating. 'She was so strong…' He thought to himself, eyeing over the half empty bottle of tequila. 

Despite her shrunken state, Uta was still able to hold out, clinging to his tongue like an annoying little tick. Even though she'd almost lost her grip a few times from the moisture and the constant shaking, her persistence was commendable. 

She had hope. 

And that hope began to grow as Reid opened his maw, the ever present darkness giving way to the horrid lights of her work. But that faint beacon of light was washed away as a crashing wave of burning tequila washed Uta away and down the the Mouse's throat. 

With an audible gulp, Reid let out a satisfied sigh, the sensation of the once staggering bear washed away like dirt was all consumingly exciting. 

Eventually Veila came back over, her beak awkwardly wrapped in bandages and hoodie stuffed with snacks and spirits. "So… Did ya eat her?" She asked rather bluntly. Reid hesitantly nodded his head, making Veila burst into a fit of intoxicated laughter. 

"It fuckin' r-rules, right? I… I remember my first time… She was a biiiiiitch." 

"I… Don't know how to respond…" He awkwardly laughed, following behind her as the two left the store. 

Before Veila took off to the skies with Reid in hand, she decided to get rid of the evidence. Swiftly digging through her hoodie once again, she grabbed the raygun and began fiddling with the touch screen. 

Reid watched with bated breath as a bright pink beam overcame the simple corner store as it began to crumple and shrink inch by inch, the sound of the foundation retracting into itself was exhilarating. 

Before his eyes, the store meant for people who, even at his new size, would tower over him, was reduced to the size of a toy. One that Veila enthusiastically snatched up and bit into like a doughnut. 

"W-Wait, why are you eating… Eating a building?" He asked with a tipsy giggle, leaning against the bird leg like a streetlamp as he tried to look her in the eye. Yet Veila could only shrug, tossing the rest into her chipped maw before stretching her aching body. 

"I dunno, they just taste… It t-tastes really good." She couldn't help but snicker while stuffing the raygun back in her hoodie, eagerly stretching her wings. "S-So… Wanna go get the main course?" She said with a devilish glint in her eye. 

Slightly tipsy and having already experienced so many odd things with the new girl from work, Reid eagerly cheered; "F-Fuck yeah!"

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To be continued?