Night Club Fun...NOT by 1of4 Be polite to people. I was out at a barn-like nightclub early on a Sunday night. The place had really high ceilings and a couple of areas where there wasn't anything to sit on, kind of a mingling area. I had been in the club for about 45 minutes and was already buzzing from throwin' back a couple vodka martinis when I heard two female voices jabbering away from behind me. Honestly, the "like"s, "way cool"s, "I totally agree"s and so on were setting my teeth on edge, so I resolved not to bother to cast a glance at the two airheads unless they made it unavoidable. An hour or so passed, as did another martini, and I turned attention away from the football game on the club's TV to scan the place. There was hardly anyone there, and I saw what had to be the two bimbo's. They were standing in the mingling area talking away, but WOW were they hot. One was about a head taller than the other. The taller one had golden blonde hair in ringlets down to her shoulders. Her outfit showed she had very noticeable tits, and nice legs. The short one had short, dark, layered hair. If the blonde had noticeable tits, the brunette had huge tits! They looked like they stuck out twice as far as the taller girl's. Both had exquisitely done make-up. I had to get a closer view. I slid off my bar stool and slowly ambled my way over to where the 2 of them stood . The closer I got the more nervous I became. From a distance they had looked like the tall one was my height and the big-titted one would poke me in the stomach with her jumbo jugs. However, as I got closer it became quite apparent I had completely misjudged their heights. I am slightly below the average height for a man these days - - I'm 5' 7" tall and I could tell that even without their smallish high heels these 2 babes would be noticeably taller than me. I was about 10 feet away from the 2 amazons when they noticed me, a look of displeasure played across both their faces. I hesitated for a moment, then buoyed by the warm glow furnished by the martini's, I walked right up to them, my head tilting back so I could look them in the eyes. The brunette was on my right, my eyes were just below her chin, the middle of her amazing, thrusting bosom was level with my top of my shoulders, and only a tiny ways away from making contact with me. I found my eyes to be shoulder level on the blonde, her smaller chest nearly up to my chin. The looks of displeasure turned into serious glances of annoyance as the blonde amazon spoke, " Like, what do you want shrimp?" I said nothing as I turned my head to study the colossal chest on the brunette. Much to my pleasure she brought her hands to her hips and pushed her chest forward so it was just touching my shoulder. I swallowed hard once, becoming painfully aware of the massive boner fighting for room in my pants. I have no idea how long I was mesmerized by the incredible sight in front of me, but finally the titaness of tits said " Hey Runt, are you gonna answer my friend or stare at my boobs all night ?" At that point the alcohol took over, I was dazzled by the looks of the two mammoth females, but was pissed off at their attitudes. Without noticing, as I soon found out, the very big and heavily muscled arm of the brunette, I blurted out, "Yo, Bitch... are those tits real or some phony baloney plastic tits ?" I barely caught a glimpse of her right arm as her open palm rocketed into the side of my head, the force of the blow knocked me off my feet. An evil grin crossed her face, my head was still ringing from her slap as she reached down for me with her right arm. She grabbed my left arm in a grip that was painful and tried lifting me off the ground, I was dangling from her grip at an odd angle, my legs flailing away trying to get a solid purchase on the floor. Just as I got my legs underneath me the huge hootered hussy grabbed my other arm and with a grunt of effort lifted me off the ground. Through clenched teeth, her voice straining from the effort of holding my 5' 7", 140 lb. person a couple feet in the air she said, "If you want to WALK outta here, you'd better run when you hit the floor" Her towering blonde companion interjected, "Come on Denise, that little piece of shit isn't worth the effort. Put him down before you get in trouble" At that "Denise" slammed me back to my feet, with an exasperated, "Alright". Gazing down at me while I was still imprisoned in her grip, she said, "When I let go you will leave this place now, comprendo?" When my answer was slow in coming she shook me violently "LIKE, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME, RUNT?" I meekly nodded my head. "Good. Now I want you totally outta here". She threw/pushed me 5 feet from where I had been. Shaken by the power I had just experienced, I quickly made my exit and to this very day have mixed feelings about the powerful, amazonian aspects of the female of the species.