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The two Australian instructors were fed up with the pervy little Marines. For the past few nights, they had been sneaking around in night-vision goggles, watching the giant instructors undress. The little Marines would've gotten away with it too, had Maj. Kerr not accidentally stepped on two of them the night before. The two giantesses were reasonably upset. They had been nothing but patient and courteous to their guests during their giantess-familiarization course, and this was how they were repaid.

"If they're so curious what we look like underneath, we'll show them I guess."

The next day, they simulated an ambush on the Americans, although this time they played rough. Miranda flipped the lead vehicle of the convoy over, while Margot smashed her boot into another. She then sat herself down, her knee crushing the last truck and boxing the rest of the vehicles in.

"Ambush!" The two screamed at the Marines. The women's sweat and spit raining down as the loomed over their vehicles. To the Americans' credit, they were pretty brave, dismounting quickly to engage the two giant women. However, this exactly what they wanted. The two giant instructors snatched up their tiny bodies, tossing them into their bras and panties. As the men lay smothered against between sweaty skin and tightening fabric, they could only hear the playful voices of the women.

"What's wrong, fellas? Thought you wanted to peek?"

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The two Australian instructors were fed up with the pervy little Marines. For the past few nights, they had been sneaking around in night-vision goggles, watching the giant instructors undress. The little Marines would've gotten away with it too, had Maj. Kerr not accidentally stepped on two of them the night before. The two giantesses were reasonably upset. They had been nothing but patient and courteous to their guests during their giantess-familiarization course, and this was how they were repaid.

"If they're so curious what we look like underneath, we'll show them I guess."

The next day, they simulated an ambush on the Americans, although this time they played rough. Miranda flipped the lead vehicle of the convoy over, while Margot smashed her boot into another. She then sat herself down, her knee crushing the last truck and boxing the rest of the vehicles in.

"Ambush!" The two screamed at the Marines. The women's sweat and spit raining down as the loomed over their vehicles. To the Americans' credit, they were pretty brave, dismounting quickly to engage the two giant women. However, this exactly what they wanted. The two giant instructors snatched up their tiny bodies, tossing them into their bras and panties. As the men lay smothered against between sweaty skin and tightening fabric, they could only hear the playful voices of the women.

"What's wrong, fellas? Thought you wanted to peek?"

Zoom in!

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