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It was true that Peter had panicked and grown her far too much, but at least the so-called heavy weaponry that the authorities had were now much less effective. Still, both L01th and Peter were disoriented from the sudden surge in height, giving ample opportunity for them to open fire. Peter could only hope that the ebon giantess could withstand the blows well enough not to topple over from the impacts. Retreating into the relative solace of her bosom, Peter hopes for the best. There really wasn't much he could do at this point...

Peeking out from L01th's bosom, Peter asks, "Maybe we can try to talk this out? I mean, they look like local law enforcement. They might be acting under some bogus claim or something!"

Granted, he knew this was hopeful thinking, but the last thing he wanted was for any more people to get hurt, and he knew they couldn't simply keep running forever. They'd have to either fight or submit at some point. He just hoped that whoever had done this experiment on them wasn't with the government--then any chance of talking their way out was likely nonexistent.

He was all set to cup his hands around his mouth and call out, "Hey! We're ready to negotiate!" but he wasn't about to do anything without his giant ebon friend's consent. He felt more comfortable if she started talking first, anyway. If he tried to, he'd probably have to head down to them and then there'd be a risk they'd try to take him. He could even be made into a hostage!

And so, he asks L01th, "Can you try to start talking with them? If you'd rather try to run, you know I'm with you until the end, though!"



Meanwhile, the officers down below were preparing a negotiator. If things went wrong, an officer was also making preparations to call in the National Guard, who would be better equipped for something like this, but police protocol was to try to talk if possible.

As the negotiator steps forward, he calls out in a megaphone, "Please, um, place your hands into the air, and we will not shoot...! We do not want to harm you!" He had never anticipated trying to work with any situation even remotely like this--there had never been precedent for it, and so he was unsure as to how to proceed.

The officers were unsure how to act. They couldn't just let them walk off to wherever they wanted, but at the same time they couldn't really take them in their current situation. It seemed all they could do was negotiate or stall for time.

Speaking into the megaphone again, the negotiator says, "Now, you know we can't let you walk off. But we are willing to negotiate. Do you have any demands?"



"...Demands?" Peter wonders aloud, wondering just what they were talking about. They weren't in a position to be making demands, really... Maybe if there we a hostage involved, but that wasn't the case here, right?

The negotiator replies, "You know we can't do that. We can't let you run off with your hostage. We are willing to negotiate for his release, however! Please understand!"

Peter was taken aback for a moment. "Wait... You think they mean me? They think I'm a hostage?"

It made sense... Whatever organization was behind the experimentation wasn't going to go to the authorities saying, "Hey, some unwilling test subjects we've stowed in test tubes for years escaped and we want them back so we can continue our illegal and unethical practices," would probably not go over well.

The negotiator was going to say something, but then the countdown started. Not seeing any other option, he relents. "Alright, alright. We will meet tomorrow, at noon, by exit 56 on the Heinman Freeway. Are these terms acceptable?"

"Um... Sure," the negotiator says, not sure why the person claiming to be the hostage would be making the demands, or why someone her size would need clothes, or what she meant by tubes, but as long as they were making progress...

With that, the authorities backed off a good distance, giving clearance for the giant ebon woman and her... Hostage? Captor? ...to make their way off into the forest.



"Wow, that turned out well. I guess you really intimidated them!" Peter exclaims, impressed. "It was like you were made for it, huh?"

As they headed off into the woods, and greater privacy, he asks, "So, shall I shrink you back down now? And what kind of clothing would you like this time?"

"Heh, I admit I like the way you think," Peter says, laughing a little. "Alright, hold on a moment. Gonna start with the clothes so I can try something."

He closes his eyes, to help him visualize, and tries to imagine something he'd like to see L01th in without getting slapped. He decides the first thing he's gotta do is create some underwear though, so he does that. Sure enough, a stretchy sort of sports-bra type thing starts to emerge from her form, covering and supporting her bust, while a pair of equally-stretchy panties formed down below.

After that, it was time for the real clothes. Concentrating more, he gets a v-neck, loose gray t-shirt that stopped short enough to show her midriff, and a pair of blue elastic shorts that were a bit tighter, but not quite form-fitting.

Opening his eyes, he asks, "Alright, how's that for off the top of my head? I tried to make it stretchy so if I can't make them grow with you, they might still fit anyway."