Making Waves on Arabara! The Riot Gang's Arrival!

[Jade]

Harley tried her best to keep up with the tiny old lady, raising her arms and trying to spin around to get a better look at what work was being done on her jacket - but for all her trouble, she just got a slap to the thigh that finally got her to stop moving and pulling the fabric around like the giant moron she was. She pouted a bit, forced to stand still for the moment, but it wasn't long in the grand scheme of things.

The stone woman let out a low whistle as she looked through the tailor's handiwork. A part of her, of course, missed the battle damage her coat had taken - marks of pride for her, to a degree - but she couldn't help but be impressed. Her coat had, quite literally, never looked so good! "Hey, not bad, granny!" she called out, and then grinned as she saw Lea already busy with the old tailor. Well, if she was going to be busy...

The jacket was slipped off her shoulders, and then chucked over at Guy, hitting his face and draping down over his torso. He sputtered something indignantly, pulling and dragging the garment back over himself; fixed as it was, it certainly could do with a wash. Just as soon as it was pulled off of his face, though, he was hit with another, more makeshift piece of clothing - a long, rather dirty, thick bandage.

Harley's back, fully bared to the world, was a solid sheet of muscle, shifting as she reached forward and grabbed at some of the clothes on display. "Mm, too small... Too cheery... This is just a dress... Too fancy..." She muttered aloud, caring little for the fates of the garments as she ripped them from the rack, throwing them backward into a pile in the center of the room. "Oh, this looks nice. Loose, comfortable, easy to move in."

Without waiting for anyone to comment on it and with the distinctive sound of fabric being ripped and stretched past its limits, Harley pulled a white top on, turning what had been a shirt, in an instant, into a tank top. It was a white top, bearing a rather cute stylized panda head logo that was currently stretched a bit wider than intended, that at least fully covered her top, but left her abs on display. Harley rolled her shoulders, turning around to look at Guy, Lea, and Taylor. "Something like this suits me! Might need it fixed up and made to fit me a bit better though, but that'll work. You got any pants or shorts or anything, granny?"

[The Prettiest Squish]

"Is she going to pay for all of those?..." Guy and Taylor stared at each other then looked to the white mountain. Before the green haired giant could say anything, a tiny blue bush of hair flew up from the floor. "Holy smokes, Harls! You're looking fiiine!!" Little Lea spasmed in the air with a wild blush on her face as she squealed. The two elders in the store awkwardly exchanged looks, particularly the male who chose to grin nervously and shrug his shoulders. Taylor groaned and pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Okay, okay, tater tots. Stop moving around so much so I can get your measurements real quick." The lass with the flat ass grumbled and pouted as she landed back to the ground. Taylor grabbed the tiny one's shoulders and dragged her to the front of the store where upon searching in a drawer, she took out a measuring tape. Before she began gauging the bluenette's modest measurements, she looked to the back of the store and inspected the rows of clothes under the sign labeled "Bottoms/Trousers". She glanced back at Harley and stroked her chin. "Hmmm. I do have a wide variety but I think for someone of your...stature, you'll need a custom made outfit. Just wait while I get this washboard's numbers right."

Lea hummed to herself and clapped her hands on her knees. "What are all these names you're giving me, ya wrinkled raisin?" The elder with the master hands snorted as she looked up at the beastly busty babe standing next to them. "Terms of endearment, my dear. Now shut up and sit still, you damn pancake."

[Jade]

Harley gave Taylor a thumbs up, and returned to looking over the selection of clothes for anything else that caught her attention. The massive woman hummed quietly to herself - some vulgar, upbeat drinking song that she had picked up in her youth that put a smile on her face.

A set of tube tops were not exactly what she had expected to find in this old woman's shop, but... Harley held one of them up, spinning it around in her hands to try to determine what the "front" of the top was supposed to be. After so long with just wearing those bandages, perhaps something like this would suit her? "Hm... Hey, granny, you got anything else like this?"

A thought dawned on her as she turned back to where Taylor was finishing up with Lea's measurements. "Oh, oh! Lea, you should probably show her that thing you can do. I dunno if your ability works like mine or not." Harley gestured to herself with the top in her hand, as if she was actually showing something off to the two clueless individuals in the room - but it was fine, the blue surfer probably got what she was trying to say. "Do your clothes stretch to fit you?"

[The Prettiest Squish]

Lea stood in a T-pose while Taylor wrapped up her measurements. The tape slid around every round part of her body, tickling the tot from time to time. But standing in such a dominant stance allowed Lea to stay still long enough for the prune to finish calculating the numbers. Taylor pat the bluenette's flat bottom and mumbled, "Alright mosquito bites, you're all good."

The surfer chick returned to her stick-like position and sneered at the master seamstress. "So, how do I fit?" An irritated glance rose up from the old prune's sunken eyes. She scanned the bare bellied, short shorts wearing half-pint standing in front of her. Her eyes went back to the curious blue child. "Well you got an extremely small pair for someone your size. Other than that, you got a butt like a brick wall, chopsticks for arms, paper towel rolls for legs and a waist so thin I'm shocked you haven't been blown away by the wind."

Lea's one eye peered at the witch with intensity. Her ample chest puffed up even further. She widened her grin with bare teeth. "So you're telling me I have a rocking ass! Thanks, ya old lady!" She turned around and shot two thumbs up at her companions. Guy stood in the back, still peeling off a stinky bandage off of his face. Lea then looked to Harley who held out a tube top similar to hers. "Ooh, that's cute! I should get some extra ones while we're here." 

Behind her counter, Taylor overheard the Rioter's request for more clothing options. "Tube tops? Yeah I got some extra-extra large ones in storage. Believe it or not, I haven't had a customer like you who could actually fit them since I was an apprentice." The small chick in the pink tube top then started playing with her own, as if the mere mention of them got her excited about wearing one. Lea stretched the fabric and poked around at her squishy bosom as she danced in place, "Hehe, yeah. Tube tops are awesome." As she was playing with herself however, Harley begged another question but this time aimed at her. The shortstack looked up. "Huh? My ability? Hmmm. Oh yeah! That thing! Uhhh, lemme see if I can demonstrate." She looked to Taylor's counter and scanned around looking for something. There on the corner of her desk was a cup of some ambiguous brown liquid. Perfect, she thought.

The little lass stretched over the counter to the tailor's surprise. "What - what the fuck are you doing, kid??!" Lea grabbed the cup without a second thought and poured the dubious contents onto her exposed cleavage. The dark water touched her skin and immediately the grin on her faced faded into a seething jaw of pain. "AHHHH!!! IT BURNS!!! MY BOOBS ARE ON FIRE!!!"

Taylor twisted her face with absolute puzzlement and awe. Every muscle on her visage twitched and spasmed. "That....THAT WAS PIPING HOT COFFEE YOU STUPID BITCH!! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!"

The soaked little thing flailed her arms around wildly before finding the strength to reply, "BECAUSE I'M A SPONGE!!!"

The woman clutched her skull with both hands and dropped her jaw. "WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN!!!???"

[Jade]

Harley fell into her typical, earth-rocking laughter at Lea's hijinks, pouring a cup of hot coffee on herself. "Gararararara~!" She didn't even notice as Guy gave her the most confused, concerned look, not that she could've cared even if she had noticed.

A moment passed before she collected herself, taking a step forward and putting a hand on Lea's head. "Means she's a Sponge Woman, same way I'm a Rock Woman. She soaks up liquids and gets, uh, y'know. Curvier and stuff." Harley grinned down at Taylor from atop the blue-haired surfer, content in her explanation for a few seconds before her expression soured. "Oh, I mean, I don't. I'm always this size. I can just turn into rock and stuff."

With the sound of stones tumbling and cracking, the arm atop the bluenette's head calcified, turning hard and rigid and far heavier as Harley gave a small demonstration of her ability. "It's a pretty cool trick. Hey, yo, Guy, can you get a pitcher of water though, so we can show off what we're talking about for real?"

[The Prettiest Squish]

Lea continued to scream as Guy dropped all of the clothes he'd been carrying. He looked to Taylor with a nervous grimace before asking sheepishly, "Sure Ms. Riot. Um...Hey Taylor, would you happen to have a pitcher of water nearby-"

"In the staff room. Get it now before I make a five star breakfast with this midget's pancakes." The aging storeowner sternly looked on while Guy rushed through a door at the side of the room. As soon as he left, Taylor dropped her head into her wrinkly hands. She heaved out a sigh. "Okay. So you two are Ability Users. Now it makes sense why your jacket was so torn up. Well, that and the fact you two are some of the most boneheaded pairs of buffoons this side of the Red Line!!" She rose up from her seat and stomped on the counter with both feet. The mistress crossed her arms and huffed. "I swear, on any other day I would've whooped your butts out the second you walked in. But fortunately you got Guy with ya. Oh, speak of the devil."

The staff room door popped open and Guy came running out in a full sprint. He held the pitcher of water straight ahead and marched with his legs bent at a right angle. His delivery ended at Harley's feet as he presented the beverage container to her. "Here you are Ms. Riot, one water pitcher at your reque-" Before he could even finish his words, the bellowing blue baby pulled it away from him and dunked the entire contents of the glass over her chest. Taylor cried out, "Hey, you're going to get my floors wet!"

But by some miracle, the cascade of cool water poured onto the burnt lass' body and began to fade away as soon as it touched her. Guy and Taylor both gasped as they watched on. Lea's  decently sized breasts expanded into balloons as large as her head, her thin waist stretched out into a perfect hourglass form, and with the last surge of water running down her legs, her branchlike thighs bulged into thick, jiggly pillows. The busty bluenette sighed with relief and threw away the pitcher over her shoulder. "Whew, that was a close one!"

Taylor's eyes and tongue popped out of her head. "EHHHHHH??!!"
Meanwhile, Guy simply tilted his head and muttered with a finger to his chin. "Ohh yeah. She was much bigger when we met. Must've dried out."

[Jade]

At Taylor's insult - calling her and Lea 'boneheaded buffoons' - Harley just grinned wider and gave the old tailor finger guns. "That's us!"

Harley didn't even acknowledge Lea's little display - she was feeling too proud about Guy and Taylor agreeing with her assessment about the little blue surfer's ability to pay it any mind. Her hand went back behind her head, pushing through the thick mane of black hair, while the big bruiser grinned. "Yeah, she's a sponge alright! She's real squishy, and very flexible - I wrung her out while we were figurin' out her ability on the way here, and her spine didn't break! It was great."

A moment passed with Harley just standing there, grinning proudly. The grin slowly wore off as she looked between the other three individuals in the room. "Okay, I think I've got just about everything I need, except some new pants. Lea, you need anything else?"

[The Prettiest Squish]

Lea pat her voluptuous knockers another good time before shifting her attention back to the matter at hand; they were here for clothes after all. She eyed the wide selection of articles they could wear and gave a real hard stroke of her chin in contemplation. "Hmmm, do I need anything else? Hmmm, mayhaps, Harloo. Mayhaps." The freshly grown girl hopped on over to Guy, who returned to picking up all the clothes he spilled off the ground. She leaned on over and chirped, "Since you're paying for all this, what do you think, Guy? Do I need a new set of duds for this rocking body of mine?~"

The lad simply blinked back at his blue friend and her mountainous ally. He scanned her from head to toe and hummed before settling on a quick response, "You could use some more color, I think. And maybe some more uh - revealing outfits to help you soak up more water." This pleased the already scantily clad damsel. She skipped over to Harley with two thumbs up and a toothy grin, "You heard him boss, shorter shorts for me! Ooh, and a rainbow top! That sounds so cute, dontcha think?, Granny?"

Taylor stood in the background, jaw still gaping from the expansion phenomenon she saw just earlier. Her eyes fixated on Lea's enormous rack bouncing up and down like water balloons attached to a plank. She creaked out a whimper. "Yeah, panca- I mean - uh - sure thing, melons...Sureeee thing."

[Jade]

While Lea finished up, Harley took the clothes she'd been looking at into a big, heaping pile resting between her arms and her torso, which she unceremoniously dumped on the counter. "Alright! I'm done!"

Guy glanced over from where he had been helping Lea, the color draining from his face a bit. "Oh, you're... Going to get all of those?" He laughed nervously as it seemed to dawn on him just what he had signed up for with helping the idiot duo, while the mountain of a woman just gave him a big grin and nod.

While she waited for Lea to wrap up, the mountain of a woman plopped down on the store floor, kicking her legs underneath her to sit cross-legged and planting her palms on her knees. "Oh, thanks for all this, y'know?" The big bruiser grinned across at the green-haired man. "You seem like a pretty alright guy, Guy."

[The Prettiest Squish]

"Whoa, you're getting all that?!" The blue pipsqueak of the bunch cried in surprise at the enormous pile of clothing her captain picked out. She then looked at how few her choices amounted to and frowned at Guy. "I'll be right back! I need some more color!" Without a moment to waste, the hyperactive little shopper sprinted through the aisles once more grabbing the tiniest sets of bikinis her paws could grab. Rainbow stripes, studded gems, frills with loose strings, the raunchier the attire the better for Lea. She eventually came back waddling with a hill of swimwear that towered over her head before throwing it all down on the counter beside Harley's own mound. Her hands planted themselves on her hips as she looked on proudly at the mess of swimsuits. "These look great! Now I can wear something new everyday instead of just keeping the one I got on!"

Meanwhile, Guy stood by himself silently counting each article of clothing he'd have to purchase for this disastrous duo. Each jab of his finger as he pointed only served to make his face dark with dread. A few seconds later he was done and an anxious gulp followed. "Huh? O-oh yes, Ms. Riot. Don't - um - mention it. I totally got you girls covered! Though, why don't you two uh, meet me outside while Taylor here rings it up for me? We'll be done in no time!" Despite his enthusiastic tone, beads of sweat were visibly raining down from Guy's forehead. Of course, Lea being the observant one, skipped on out of the store with some pep in her step. "No problem, dude! Thanks for the shopping, it was plenty of fun~"

Guy waved to the little lass before turning back to his larger acquaintance. "S-so yeah. I'll just get finished paying for everything and - gulp - we'll get along with the rest of the day. Does that sound fine to you, Ms. Riot?"

[Jade]

Harley laughed as Lea came back with a pile of clothes to match her own, her usual deep rumbling sending some tremors through the floor. "Looks good, Blue."

As Guy started talking, the big bruiser looked up at him - and fixed him with a deadpan stare as he began to sweat bullets. She continued like that throughout his whole spiel, waiting for him to finish and then waiting a few seconds more, locking eyes with him. He was quite clearly nervous about something, his gaze flicking rapidly between her and Taylor sitting with a smug expression on her face behind the counter as she watched this little encounter. As Harley rose from her seat at the counter, the man began to chuckle nervously, tugging at the collar of his shirt.

Harley leaned forward until their faces were a little under half an inch apart, clapping one massive hand on his shoulder, the serious expression on her face not faltering for an instant... At least not until it suddenly gave way for a big grin. "Sounds great! We'll try not to break too much while you're wrapping up, eh?" She suddenly spun around, leaving a shell-shocked Guy to try to collect himself behind her, following in the footsteps of the little blue surfer.

As the door closed behind her, Taylor's eyes moved from the door back to Guy, her smirk growing further. "You can't pay for this." The words, despite the cheerful tone behind them, allowed for no argument - Guy simply hung his head. "Heh. Well, you can just come by and help me do some repairs until we're even."

---

Her eyes locked on with the man's, and the moment seemed to last a lifetime - he was about a head taller than the average adult on this island, he seemed pretty muscular, and there was a certain fire behind those eyes. Unfortunately, the moment actually only lasted about three seconds before the man looked back down at his feet and shuffled off.

Harley sighed, pushing her hands through her mass of black hair to rest on the back of her neck and kicked at the street. "What's these peoples' problem, Lea?" she shot back to the sole member of her crew, calling out loudly enough for those few people on the street to clearly hear her. "Bunch'a wimps."

[The Prettiest Squish]

While Guy got the matter of their wardrobe resolved, Lea stepped out of the tailor shop and back onto the street. Her arms rose up high into the air as she stretched for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. "HMMMM!!! AH! Sure was nice of Guy to treat us the whole day. I wonder why he's so friendly, maybe he's just super nice to everyone? Oh well, we got free clothes!" Lea giggled to herself while she paced in front of the store waiting for the rest of her companions to arrive. It didn't take long for Harley to eventually step out of the entrance and join her company. "Ayy, we're gonna look so good with these new duds! Hmm? Whatcha looking at, Harls?" 

Lea noticed her captain's eyes peering off in the distance and turned around to see the suspect in question. She spotted a larger than average man walking by the crowd. His size definitely made impressions on the common folk but the tiny girl stood next to a literal stone giant compared to him. Unsurprisingly, the man's gaze broke away and he retreated back into the public. Lea huffed with disappointment and her sentiments were not alone judging by Harley's reaction. "Pfft, I know right? YOU PEOPLE ARE SO LAME. I bet you could beat up EVERYONE on this island Harls!! And I'll~ll watch!" The smug squirt shined a bright smile and pointed her thumb at herself as if playing spectator was somehow meant to be an impressive feat.

[Jade]

"Gararara~!" the big bruiser boomed at Lea's declaration, bringing her hands up in front of her and cracking her knuckles. "Yeah, alright! Come on! Who wants to put on a show?!"

Before anyone could respond beyond giving the two weirdos strange looks, the door behind them opened up, revealing Guy carrying two bags of clothes nearly larger than himself. "Aha, ha, you two are such kidders. Come on, girls, let's- Just follow me, okay?" He pushed past both of them, starting to walk off down the street, and then stopped and turned before thrusting one of the bags he was holding at Harley. "Sorry, but do you mind...?"

The rather crestfallen Harley - robbed of her chance at a good brawl for the first time since stepping on this island - sighed, but took the bag anyway. "Yeah, alright, fiiiiine... Let's go, Lea..." She turned to follow Guy, and then spun around on one leg mid-step with a big toothy grin on her face as she surveyed the crowd still watching their antics. "Oh, but don't ya worry - we're gonna have a real street fight before long," her foot came down, sending a rumble through the street, "ya hear me?! Gararara!"

She finally turned back around to walk after Guy, who was now nearly four yards ahead of her, with his hand peculiarly held up to his face, as if he were attempting to block his own view of the crowd that was so fixated on him and the two girls following him.

[The Prettiest Squish]

"Haha, you still gotta carry the bags!" Lea laughed at her friend being reduced to a pack mule when Guy suddenly thrust the other half of his luggage into her ample chest. She shrieked at the sudden addition of weight on her body but managed to catch the vast load in time. "Aaand your bikinis, Ms. Lea." the lad sang amusingly to himself before strutting off in a hurry. Under the pile of shopping sacks, Lea's lone green eye stuck out like a disgruntled half-moon. "Well, fooey."

As the company moved ahead, the runt struggled to follow behind her towering companion while she had bags of swimsuits covering her view. The blind munchkin simply had to trust in the boisterous banter coming in front of her to know where Harley was headed. Being a good friend, Lea also felt obliged to follow up every comment by reinforcing her comrade's claims. And so, while the compact carrier traveled onward, she would turn around once in a while just to exclaim something in the manner of, "Yeah, Harley's gonna wipe the floor with you!! You people ain't shit!!" And then proceed to shuffle away sweating under the weight of a mere five pounds of garments.

[Jade]

As Guy led them through the town, folks continued to give the trio weird looks - several times, people seemed to step toward them before getting a better look at the massive woman in the middle of the group and suddenly seemed to find anything better to do. Harley continued to become visibly more and more frustrated as they walked, the sound of her teeth grinding becoming audible the further they went without someone launching another insult or, better yet, a fist in her direction.

The sun was beginning to dip low in the sky when they arrived at their destination - a house on the outskirts of the town, right on the edge of a river that fed out into the nearby ocean, with a peculiar curved roof that made the structure resemble little more than an upside down ship.

Guy stepped ahead of them, placing his hand on the door, and then turned back to face the girls. "Oh, this is my home. I assumed you two didn't have a real place to stay tonight, so... You're more than welcome to stay the night here, as long as you don't mind getting up bright and early for the festival tomorrow."

"Oh hell yeah, we wouldn't want to miss that!" The remembered idea of a big party happening the next day turned Harley's rather dour attitude back around, a big smile plastered on her face as she slapped Lea's back with her free hand. "And yeah, a night with the ground under our feet wouldn't be so bad! Thanks, man-"

"Guy-"

"-dude." Harley grinned at the exchange, while their host just shook his head.