As the librarian scuttled away to find a shirt for the poor heffer, Todd snuck aback to the two's table to find the remote but what he found was not expected at all.
Leaning back in her chair, navy combat boots up in the table was a young girl, maybe 13 to 16 years of age. She looked up to Todd, then back down at the remote, scanning its various assortment of universe-controlling buttons.
"Bah...gh...." Todd stood open-mouthed. He suddenly jerked forward to snatch the remote from her slim, darkly tanned ranch-hands, but was met with a hard kick to the chest, knocking the air right out of him, and his gangly form to the ground.
"Don't try that again." The girl ordered simply, with a cool and controlled face. Her angular features entranced Todd. The sharp straight nose, and rich blue eyes. The light carmel-chestnut brown hair, with added highlights of blonde. She brushed a few locks to the side, and he pressed his legs together tightly, still lying on the floor, to hide his alreading hardened cock.
"Hey---- Girl, I need that remote." Todd said, a tone of desperate exaggeration to get back to his ultimate fantasy.
"So do I."
His eyes were met the snarky, manipulative stare of a hungry teenage girl.
"C'mone. What do you want for it?"
"Take me to it. I want to know what you're doing, and then I'll stop all of this again."
He panicked. "N-no... there's nothing to see. My friend is just having a bit of......" Todd paused. "Ladie troubles!" He finished.
"Mmmmhmm..." The girl shifted, her tight jeans hiking up under the crease of a small but plumply growing ass. All of this was revealed to Todd, as she held her legs up on the table, still. A leisurely display of reckless authority.
"Take me to HER, or I might just need to report you to the local police.... How do you think they'd respond to a panicking, fat cow-humanoid? I don't think that their first concern will be the size of the tits...", the girl brought her eyes back to meet Todd's own.
"O-okay...." he submitted. "But.. give me the remote first."
"Hell no." She snorted. "I may look like a rough farm-hand, but I ain't no redneck-dumbass. I'll keep ahold of this gem until I get what I want." She threw her feet back to the ground, the rubber soles planting with a dull "THUD"
She rises to her feet, standing at her full 5"4, blocked smooth violin hips, and small, but prosperous b-36 cup breasts.
"Get up, and move it on, Bitch." She demaned.
When they reached the door, the librarian had yet to make it back.
"Could you.... Would you pause time again.?" Todd begged.
"Remeber your manners, me' Ma always says'.
"Please?"
The girl raised her arm, casually pressing her thumb into the grey button to stop progression of time for the other than intended individuals.