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# (Not pony) Water, Water, Everywhere, and also a Giant Imp

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1. The small village of Alcabai was currently experiencing the warmest day of the year. The birds were squawking in the branches of fallen trees, and flowers bloomed on the edges of suspicious looking craters. The residents ran to and fro, making loud and frantic cries as the ground beneath them shuddered periodically. It was far from the typical day that they were expecting, instead they were being treated to an experience quite unlike any other. Their firm log cabins stood in a state in need of repair. Their roofs were partially caved in, and in some cases, missing completely. The paths that cut through the village and formed their streets were nothing more that craters. Some poor souls had taken up refuge in those newly formed holes, hoping that the creature responsible for them would not return to that spot. Others fled the village, diving off the fishing pier, so that they could hide amongst the fish, occasionally surfacing to take in a new lung full of air. But for some, the unlucky ones, they were trapped with the creature that was responsible for ruining this perfect day.
3. "You guys can be really boring, y'know that?"
5. The residents failed to respond to the taunts of the creature, their minds focused purely on survival. They were stuck between the enormous feet of this titanic beast, watching, waiting for any chance they had to escape. They sat on their knees as per a previous request from the creature, and since then, the creature had done nothing but stare at them, as though it expected them to entertain her. Some of the residents tried to meet its gaze, staring into those emerald eyes. Others couldn't crane their necks as far back as their comrades, instead they distracted themselves from its presence, by staring at the marks that adorned its legs. They looked like runes, the kind that adorned the pages of history, or were etched into temple walls. Maybe that was where this creature had come from, or maybe she was a punishment from the Gods. Nobody could say for certain. Needless to say, those runes easily kept their attention, their bright blue glow, contrasted with the darkened midnight blue of the creature's skin.
7. "An all powerful Goddess rises from the sea and chooses you as her loyal servants, and all you do is sit there...." The creature sighed, folding its enormous arms and leaning one on foot. "Honestly, it's like you've never heard the name, Joolira, before..."
9. That name obviously rung some bells with the residents at her feet. Their eyes widened in their heads, their jaws dropping to the floor. Joolira smirked as she saw their reactions to that little tidbit of information. This was more like the attention that she usually got from those she revealed herself to. Her name was infamous amongst towns, villages and cities that had links to the sea, chances were, that if there was a body of water, Joolira would probably surface to toy with the locals. Of course she'd have to built up her reputation first, reveal herself to individuals that couldn't possibly be taken seriously, that often started rumours, especially amongst the seafarers. Her particular method with the village of Alcabai, had been to tease the local fisherman during their expeditions. She'd rise out of the sea and pretend she didn't see them, she'd stand tall and proud, showing off her curvaceous body. Her hands would stroke over those thick, slender hips, swaying them back and forth, teasing her onlookers. Then they'd move up to her ample breasts, giving them a gentle caress and a squeeze, just enough to tempt her watchers, before she dove back into the water from which she had risen. Her blue, shiny, smooth body blending in with the azure blue of the water. That had got the rumours spreading through the village, and once she had finally surfaced, those that had seen her before, were eager to stick around, or simply make a break for it. Those that were left were either naysayers or skeptics, and the group that were currently knelt at her feet were a mix of the two. They had dismissed the claims of her existence as nothing more than tales told by salty sea dogs, lies to scare the children. But now they saw the truth, she was here, standing right before them, and they were at her mercy.
11. "J-Joolira? A-as i-i-n the Witch of t-the Sea?"
13. "Well, well, well, someone did their homework, didn't they?" replied Joolira as she got on her hands and knees , lowering her head to get a better view of her captives.
15. "I-I-I onl-y-y know th-the stories..."
17. Joolira smirked, oh how she loved to hear them stutter, it was so empowering. She rested her hands on the floor and positioned her head on her hands. Her lips curled at the edges, her smirk changing into a grin, a gesture that just seemed to unnerve the captives even more. Her eyes flitted over each of her tiny subjects, one by one she took in their body language, their actions fueling the pleasure she was experiencing. Her long, impish ears flickered slightly as one of the residents shuffled away from the group, inching their way backwards. Joolira's grin faded, the right corner of her top lip twitched, like a dog does before it growls. The individual took a few more steps back, they were just moments away from making a break for it. Sure this wasn't the ideal moment for running away, but now that Joolira had gotten onto her hands and knees, the odds of escaping had increased slightly, compared to what they would have been if she was standing. Joolira's lip continued to twitch, how dare this one try to escape, she had no reason to. Joolira hadn't directly threatened her in any way, she had been lenient up until this point. She'd given them a chance for survival, now it was time for Joolira to show them just what she was capable of.
19. She narrowed her eyes at the tiny resident, indicating that she was onto them, and then proceeded to fake standing up. She lifted her head up, and brought one of her legs forward, as though she were to start to rise up. She jerked upwards, and that was enough to set her captive running for the hills. The tiny denizen moved at what might look like an impressive speed, to someone of the same size as her, but to Joolira, it looked like she was hardly covering an distance at all. Joolira yawned and patted her mouth, not showing any enthusiasm for chasing after her escapee. She kept her eyes on her though, she didn't want to let it get too far away, she couldn't have her fun that way. Her other captives were torn between watching their comrade attempt to escape, and watching Joolira, to see just how she remedied the situation. The more they deliberated on the matter, the better it seemed to just stay focused on Joolira, all the action was going to come from her anyway.
21. As the escapee approached the end of the street, Joolira sprung into action. Her arm shot outwards, landing with an earth-shuddering crash against some long deserted homes. Wooden and glass splintered under her weight, and though it caused her slight discomfort, she remained steadfast. The force of her arm making contact with the ground was enough to shake the runaway off her feet, sending her skittering into the dirt. As she scrambled back to her feet, she was horrified to see her way being blocked, as Joolira swept the debris from the flattened homes into her path. One sweeping motion was all it took, and a dangerous pile of wood and glass had been placed in her way. She should have realised that Joolira wasn't going to just let her leave, there would be no fun that way. Not content with just letting Joolira have her way, she doubled back on herself, heading down towards the docks. As she made her way onto the pier, Joolira swooped in once more. Her hand tore through the wooden pier, sinking the entire front portion, and just to make sure there would be no more backtracking, Joolira broke off the rear section, leaving the escapee with nowhere to run.
23. "What were you hoping to achieve by running away? Where would you go? You know no-one would believe your story right? All you'd be doing, is making my job easier..." mocked Joolira.
25. "P-please, l-let us go, we-we just want t-t-to be left alone..."
27. "You want to be freed? Maybe if you'd chose to stick around, you might have got your wish. I have no use for you, you mean nothing to me. All you are, are vessels for my amusement."
29. "You m-mean we wo-would have been f-f-freed?" asked the others.
31. "You can leave now, if you wish, or stay and admire me, maybe I can find a use for some of you," replied Joolira, nonchalantly. "Though I'd suggest you stick around for the dinner theatre..."
33. "D-dinner...theatre?" asked the escapee.
35. "And you my dear, will be the main attraction..." continued Joolira, her hand reaching towards the frightened female.
37. Her fingers caught the female by the collar of her clothes, lifting her off what was left of the pier, and into the air. Her comrades watched on, as Joolira lifted her higher and higher, bringing her up past past the imp's face. Her arm was completely outstretched into the air, before she stopped lifting the poor female higher. The female was understandably worried, here she was, high above the ground, dangling above a giant water Goddess. Joolira shook her head, her orange hair swaying above her head. She licked her lips and began to open her mouth, bringing the female into the optimum dropping position. From her viewpoint, the female felt physically sick at what she was looking at. A single sharp fang glinted amongst her regular teeth, a terrifying sight without the prospect of meeting them up close. Beyond those teeth, was a long, lashing tongue, just craving a taste of her slim, athletic body. Saliva dripped from the roof of the mouth, creating sticky bridges from her tongue, to her teeth, it was like staring into a partially constructed spider web. The final thing that caught her eye, was the seemingly cavernous darkness at the back of her throat. Somehow it managed to make the prospect of falling into it even worse than it had previously been.
39. "Please don't do this!" screamed the female, thrashing about, wildly.
41. "Joolira! Release her at once!" exclaimed a new, powerful voice.
43. Joolira paused to look around, there was no-one as big as her that commanded such a voice, so by process of elimination, it must have come from below here. Sure enough there happened to be another group of civilians, standing at her feet, though this lot looked quite different to the others. Instead of normal civilian clothing, all seven of them were wearing robes, four of them wore simple grey robes, two wore deep purple robes, with golden trim around the hem, and one wore a plain white robe, adorned with symbols along the sleeve and hem. The mysterious group stood looking up at Joolira, their faces obscured by their hoods.
45. "We have come here to see that you cease your 'fun' immediately. You are release these citizens at once, and assume a more manageable size. Failure to comply with these instructions will result in obtaining your compliance through force," spoke the voice once more, though which of the hooded strangers had spoke, was anyone's guess.
47. "Just who are you anyway? What makes you think you can boss someone like me about? I don't have to take orders from you!" retorted, Joolira.
49. "For your information, we are the Council of Elders for Alcabai village, and it is our duty to protect our residents. Shall we take your utterance into account and say that you will not be complying?" replied the white robed Elder.
51. "I'd like to see you try and stop me from doing what I want," smirked a cocky, Joolira.
53. "Very well. Mages! You may begin!"
55. The two red robed mages stepped forth and raised their arms into the air. Their showed their palms to Joolira, before waving their arms around in a most ridiculous fashion. Their arms zipped about and wriggled effortlessly in front of her, it was a wonder how Joolira managed not to burst out laughing. From an outside perspective it looked as though they were trying to swat a horde of angry wasps, and from a more informed perspective, it didn't look much better. Even the group of civilians had no idea what was going on, in fact the only people that didn't look confused or like they were going to burst out laughing, was the Council of Elders themselves. Eventually the mages ceased their arm waving, and retreated behind the white robed mage.
57. "Was that it? You flailed your arms and expected me too surrender? Hah, you're going to have to do bet-...!"
59. Suddenly, Joolira felt her body warm up from the inside, like her innards were being put on a slow roast. Alarm bells blared in her head, and if she were a normal person, her body would attempt to cool her off by sweating. But Joolira was different, she couldn't afford to let her body lose any water, she needed it to maintain her current height. If she let any of it go, she would shrink in proportion to what she lost. See, Joolira had this unnatural ability to take any form of water and use it to alter her body. Mostly she chose to stick with just growing taller, given that she was already blessed with a fine set of breasts, and some perfectly rounded hips. But whatever she chose to do with the water she obtained, she needed to retain it for her body to keep its changes. As the spell continued to ravage her body, threatening to cook her from the inside out, she grappled with her mind. She collapsed to her hands and knees, the captured female skittering from her grasp. Joolira realised she had no choice but to give in, she had to let go of some of the water, or else she would certainly perish.
61. As her pores released the much needed water, her body was naturally unable to keep up with the mass alterations that had been made, and as a result, her body began to shrink. Her height decreased rather rapidly, the beads of sweat that dripped from her warm body, getting smaller and smaller as well, each one leaving a smaller splash radius. The Elders remained still, until Joolira had returned to her proper height of three and half feet. She remained on the floor, completely immobilised by the powerful magic. Her body felt cooler, and she desperately tried to reabsorb some of her lost water, but the dirt beat her to it. Two of the four grey robed Elders stepped forward and took up a place, either side of Joolira. The white robed elder took a step forward and knelt in front of Joolira, lifting her chin up, so he could look into those helpless eyes. Joolira wasn't sure, but she was sure that, just for a moment, she caught a glimpse of a smile on the Elder's face.
63. "You will stand trial for what you have done here, and for what havoc you have wreaked across the land. For now you will be taken to a holding cell in the Elder Council Chambers. As a precaution, all water will be kept out of your reach, we don't want you getting any ideas..."
65. He turned and began to walk away, flanked by the two deep purple Elders and the remaining grey Elders. The two that stood either side of Joolira placed their hands upon her shoulders, and hoisted her to her feet. The pain of the fire burning in her belly caused her to wince as she stood. Once on her feet, her escorts led her away to her cell, where she would await the trial that would decide her fate...

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The small village of Alcabai was currently experiencing the warmest day of the year. The birds were squawking in the branches of fallen trees, and flowers bloomed on the edges of suspicious looking craters. The residents ran to and fro, making loud and frantic cries as the ground beneath them shuddered periodically. It was far from the typical day that they were expecting, instead they were being treated to an experience quite unlike any other. Their firm log cabins stood in a state in need of repair. Their roofs were partially caved in, and in some cases, missing completely. The paths that cut through the village and formed their streets were nothing more that craters. Some poor souls had taken up refuge in those newly formed holes, hoping that the creature responsible for them would not return to that spot. Others fled the village, diving off the fishing pier, so that they could hide amongst the fish, occasionally surfacing to take in a new lung full of air. But for some, the unlucky ones, they were trapped with the creature that was responsible for ruining this perfect day. "You guys can be really boring, y'know that?" The residents failed to respond to the taunts of the creature, their minds focused purely on survival. They were stuck between the enormous feet of this titanic beast, watching, waiting for any chance they had to escape. They sat on their knees as per a previous request from the creature, and since then, the creature had done nothing but stare at them, as though it expected them to entertain her. Some of the residents tried to meet its gaze, staring into those emerald eyes. Others couldn't crane their necks as far back as their comrades, instead they distracted themselves from its presence, by staring at the marks that adorned its legs. They looked like runes, the kind that adorned the pages of history, or were etched into temple walls. Maybe that was where this creature had come from, or maybe she was a punishment from the Gods. Nobody could say for certain. Needless to say, those runes easily kept their attention, their bright blue glow, contrasted with the darkened midnight blue of the creature's skin. "An all powerful Goddess rises from the sea and chooses you as her loyal servants, and all you do is sit there...." The creature sighed, folding its enormous arms and leaning one on foot. "Honestly, it's like you've never heard the name, Joolira, before..." That name obviously rung some bells with the residents at her feet. Their eyes widened in their heads, their jaws dropping to the floor. Joolira smirked as she saw their reactions to that little tidbit of information. This was more like the attention that she usually got from those she revealed herself to. Her name was infamous amongst towns, villages and cities that had links to the sea, chances were, that if there was a body of water, Joolira would probably surface to toy with the locals. Of course she'd have to built up her reputation first, reveal herself to individuals that couldn't possibly be taken seriously, that often started rumours, especially amongst the seafarers. Her particular method with the village of Alcabai, had been to tease the local fisherman during their expeditions. She'd rise out of the sea and pretend she didn't see them, she'd stand tall and proud, showing off her curvaceous body. Her hands would stroke over those thick, slender hips, swaying them back and forth, teasing her onlookers. Then they'd move up to her ample breasts, giving them a gentle caress and a squeeze, just enough to tempt her watchers, before she dove back into the water from which she had risen. Her blue, shiny, smooth body blending in with the azure blue of the water. That had got the rumours spreading through the village, and once she had finally surfaced, those that had seen her before, were eager to stick around, or simply make a break for it. Those that were left were either naysayers or skeptics, and the group that were currently knelt at her feet were a mix of the two. They had dismissed the claims of her existence as nothing more than tales told by salty sea dogs, lies to scare the children. But now they saw the truth, she was here, standing right before them, and they were at her mercy. "J-Joolira? A-as i-i-n the Witch of t-the Sea?" "Well, well, well, someone did their homework, didn't they?" replied Joolira as she got on her hands and knees , lowering her head to get a better view of her captives. "I-I-I onl-y-y know th-the stories..." Joolira smirked, oh how she loved to hear them stutter, it was so empowering. She rested her hands on the floor and positioned her head on her hands. Her lips curled at the edges, her smirk changing into a grin, a gesture that just seemed to unnerve the captives even more. Her eyes flitted over each of her tiny subjects, one by one she took in their body language, their actions fueling the pleasure she was experiencing. Her long, impish ears flickered slightly as one of the residents shuffled away from the group, inching their way backwards. Joolira's grin faded, the right corner of her top lip twitched, like a dog does before it growls. The individual took a few more steps back, they were just moments away from making a break for it. Sure this wasn't the ideal moment for running away, but now that Joolira had gotten onto her hands and knees, the odds of escaping had increased slightly, compared to what they would have been if she was standing. Joolira's lip continued to twitch, how dare this one try to escape, she had no reason to. Joolira hadn't directly threatened her in any way, she had been lenient up until this point. She'd given them a chance for survival, now it was time for Joolira to show them just what she was capable of. She narrowed her eyes at the tiny resident, indicating that she was onto them, and then proceeded to fake standing up. She lifted her head up, and brought one of her legs forward, as though she were to start to rise up. She jerked upwards, and that was enough to set her captive running for the hills. The tiny denizen moved at what might look like an impressive speed, to someone of the same size as her, but to Joolira, it looked like she was hardly covering an distance at all. Joolira yawned and patted her mouth, not showing any enthusiasm for chasing after her escapee. She kept her eyes on her though, she didn't want to let it get too far away, she couldn't have her fun that way. Her other captives were torn between watching their comrade attempt to escape, and watching Joolira, to see just how she remedied the situation. The more they deliberated on the matter, the better it seemed to just stay focused on Joolira, all the action was going to come from her anyway. As the escapee approached the end of the street, Joolira sprung into action. Her arm shot outwards, landing with an earth-shuddering crash against some long deserted homes. Wooden and glass splintered under her weight, and though it caused her slight discomfort, she remained steadfast. The force of her arm making contact with the ground was enough to shake the runaway off her feet, sending her skittering into the dirt. As she scrambled back to her feet, she was horrified to see her way being blocked, as Joolira swept the debris from the flattened homes into her path. One sweeping motion was all it took, and a dangerous pile of wood and glass had been placed in her way. She should have realised that Joolira wasn't going to just let her leave, there would be no fun that way. Not content with just letting Joolira have her way, she doubled back on herself, heading down towards the docks. As she made her way onto the pier, Joolira swooped in once more. Her hand tore through the wooden pier, sinking the entire front portion, and just to make sure there would be no more backtracking, Joolira broke off the rear section, leaving the escapee with nowhere to run. "What were you hoping to achieve by running away? Where would you go? You know no-one would believe your story right? All you'd be doing, is making my job easier..." mocked Joolira. "P-please, l-let us go, we-we just want t-t-to be left alone..." "You want to be freed? Maybe if you'd chose to stick around, you might have got your wish. I have no use for you, you mean nothing to me. All you are, are vessels for my amusement." "You m-mean we wo-would have been f-f-freed?" asked the others. "You can leave now, if you wish, or stay and admire me, maybe I can find a use for some of you," replied Joolira, nonchalantly. "Though I'd suggest you stick around for the dinner theatre..." "D-dinner...theatre?" asked the escapee. "And you my dear, will be the main attraction..." continued Joolira, her hand reaching towards the frightened female. Her fingers caught the female by the collar of her clothes, lifting her off what was left of the pier, and into the air. Her comrades watched on, as Joolira lifted her higher and higher, bringing her up past past the imp's face. Her arm was completely outstretched into the air, before she stopped lifting the poor female higher. The female was understandably worried, here she was, high above the ground, dangling above a giant water Goddess. Joolira shook her head, her orange hair swaying above her head. She licked her lips and began to open her mouth, bringing the female into the optimum dropping position. From her viewpoint, the female felt physically sick at what she was looking at. A single sharp fang glinted amongst her regular teeth, a terrifying sight without the prospect of meeting them up close. Beyond those teeth, was a long, lashing tongue, just craving a taste of her slim, athletic body. Saliva dripped from the roof of the mouth, creating sticky bridges from her tongue, to her teeth, it was like staring into a partially constructed spider web. The final thing that caught her eye, was the seemingly cavernous darkness at the back of her throat. Somehow it managed to make the prospect of falling into it even worse than it had previously been. "Please don't do this!" screamed the female, thrashing about, wildly. "Joolira! Release her at once!" exclaimed a new, powerful voice. Joolira paused to look around, there was no-one as big as her that commanded such a voice, so by process of elimination, it must have come from below here. Sure enough there happened to be another group of civilians, standing at her feet, though this lot looked quite different to the others. Instead of normal civilian clothing, all seven of them were wearing robes, four of them wore simple grey robes, two wore deep purple robes, with golden trim around the hem, and one wore a plain white robe, adorned with symbols along the sleeve and hem. The mysterious group stood looking up at Joolira, their faces obscured by their hoods. "We have come here to see that you cease your 'fun' immediately. You are release these citizens at once, and assume a more manageable size. Failure to comply with these instructions will result in obtaining your compliance through force," spoke the voice once more, though which of the hooded strangers had spoke, was anyone's guess. "Just who are you anyway? What makes you think you can boss someone like me about? I don't have to take orders from you!" retorted, Joolira. "For your information, we are the Council of Elders for Alcabai village, and it is our duty to protect our residents. Shall we take your utterance into account and say that you will not be complying?" replied the white robed Elder. "I'd like to see you try and stop me from doing what I want," smirked a cocky, Joolira. "Very well. Mages! You may begin!" The two red robed mages stepped forth and raised their arms into the air. Their showed their palms to Joolira, before waving their arms around in a most ridiculous fashion. Their arms zipped about and wriggled effortlessly in front of her, it was a wonder how Joolira managed not to burst out laughing. From an outside perspective it looked as though they were trying to swat a horde of angry wasps, and from a more informed perspective, it didn't look much better. Even the group of civilians had no idea what was going on, in fact the only people that didn't look confused or like they were going to burst out laughing, was the Council of Elders themselves. Eventually the mages ceased their arm waving, and retreated behind the white robed mage. "Was that it? You flailed your arms and expected me too surrender? Hah, you're going to have to do bet-...!" Suddenly, Joolira felt her body warm up from the inside, like her innards were being put on a slow roast. Alarm bells blared in her head, and if she were a normal person, her body would attempt to cool her off by sweating. But Joolira was different, she couldn't afford to let her body lose any water, she needed it to maintain her current height. If she let any of it go, she would shrink in proportion to what she lost. See, Joolira had this unnatural ability to take any form of water and use it to alter her body. Mostly she chose to stick with just growing taller, given that she was already blessed with a fine set of breasts, and some perfectly rounded hips. But whatever she chose to do with the water she obtained, she needed to retain it for her body to keep its changes. As the spell continued to ravage her body, threatening to cook her from the inside out, she grappled with her mind. She collapsed to her hands and knees, the captured female skittering from her grasp. Joolira realised she had no choice but to give in, she had to let go of some of the water, or else she would certainly perish. As her pores released the much needed water, her body was naturally unable to keep up with the mass alterations that had been made, and as a result, her body began to shrink. Her height decreased rather rapidly, the beads of sweat that dripped from her warm body, getting smaller and smaller as well, each one leaving a smaller splash radius. The Elders remained still, until Joolira had returned to her proper height of three and half feet. She remained on the floor, completely immobilised by the powerful magic. Her body felt cooler, and she desperately tried to reabsorb some of her lost water, but the dirt beat her to it. Two of the four grey robed Elders stepped forward and took up a place, either side of Joolira. The white robed elder took a step forward and knelt in front of Joolira, lifting her chin up, so he could look into those helpless eyes. Joolira wasn't sure, but she was sure that, just for a moment, she caught a glimpse of a smile on the Elder's face. "You will stand trial for what you have done here, and for what havoc you have wreaked across the land. For now you will be taken to a holding cell in the Elder Council Chambers. As a precaution, all water will be kept out of your reach, we don't want you getting any ideas..." He turned and began to walk away, flanked by the two deep purple Elders and the remaining grey Elders. The two that stood either side of Joolira placed their hands upon her shoulders, and hoisted her to her feet. The pain of the fire burning in her belly caused her to wince as she stood. Once on her feet, her escorts led her away to her cell, where she would await the trial that would decide her fate...