Assistant? - Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Carol was concerned about Gene’s recent decisions.

They were not quite “recent”, she’s been doing this progressively. Over and over, Gene has walked through the front door as a taller woman. Taller than she was before, and it was totally fine at first, when she was of a reasonable size; now, it’s concerning.

It’s been a while since Gene surpassed the normally tall height. Now, she’s unbelievably tall! Carol tried to talk to her, she tried to advise her not to, but her advice has fallen on deaf ears.

Gene has expanded over and over, and it’s obvious that she’s dragging a lot of attention with her amazonic size. And if that’s not enough, she’s also a bombshell of a woman. With the body of a muse and the face of an angel, Gene’s a true goddess amongst men, a real muse beneath mere mortals. Or should we say above? There’s no person around who’s not below her shoulder level. Even Carol, at 6’9”, doesn’t compare to her. And this leads to a very specific question…

“So… how tall are you right now?” Carol asked.

Both of them were alone at the kitchen, having a private conversation. Carol felt tall for this place, being 6´9” means everything’s small and that the average is way beneath your level. How are things for Gene?

Gene chose to remain standing since no chair has enough room for her gargantuan boom and much less a structure strong enough to support her amazonic weight.

“I’m eight-feet-tall, even.” Gene replied.

Carol smiled, but that smile was just hiding her concern. Eight? EIGHT!!! Gene’s eight-feet-tall? How could she go so far? Even Carol’s concerned about dragging too much attention as a 6´9” woman, there’s no one who can not see Gene! She’s impossible to ignore! And that leads to questions, many questions…

Carol was trying to keep things cool, but her body language can’t lie, Gene can see through her mask of calmness.

“Is everything ok, dear?” Gene asked.

“Yes, why?” Carol immediately replied.

“Well… your smile changed when I told you how tall I was. You went from your usual smile to a tense and… bit of forced one.” She noticed, of course she would. She’s an actress, and she’s also a mature woman. She’s got more experience than Carol does, way more when it comes to interactions.

“I… fine, I’m concerned.” Carol started.

“Why is that? Do you… need some advice with it?” Gene genuinely thought she was talking about Kevin. That Carol might be in need for some advice on how to deal with Kevin. Gene was awaiting a few words, maybe that she was in love with him, maybe it was a bit hard to get along, that she was shy about their new relationship? In the hopes, of course, of a new relationship between them, one of love.

“I… I’m concerned about your size.” Carol said. Gene was hoping the topic would be a different one, but her hopes were not low or taken away, she was just curious about Carol’s sudden words.

“My size? What do you mean, honey? Concerned… how?” Why would Carol be concerned? Was she worried this might hurt? Was she worried she might be too big for the average world?

“I’m worried… you might’ve gone too far. And worried you might… sort of… ruin this for us?” Gene was upset, at first.

How dare she say this? Gone too far? Gene’s not going too far! She can still fit inside the house, she can fit comfortably on her house. She’s not gone too far. When she’s twenty-feet-tall, if that time arrives, then she has gone too far, but this is not “too far”.

How can Carol be saying such a thing? And ruin this? RUIN?! How is she ruining this for them? Was Carol jealous? Was she just upset that Gene was the taller one? Carol found this, the pills, the guy who sold them, she’s the one who brought this into Gene, and now she’s mad only because she’s had more and better results?

shame on her! And the blame’s on her too. She’s been given the same pills, in fact Gene was kind enough to give her a whole new bottle. It’s not her fault she’s eight-feet-tall and that Carol’s not even seven-feet-tall.

“What do you mean by -ruin- this for us?” Gene first asked, hands on her hips and looking down at Carol with a stern look.

“No offense but… I thought we were on the same channel. You know, that we were both aware that there should be a height in which we could settle. You know, something more… average.” Carol explained, picking her words in order not to make the amazon mad.

“Average? Honey, let me tell you something. Your size is not exactly “average”, and neither are those curves of yours.” Gene declared.

“I know, but… imagine how much YOU stand out! I… I know I’m tall and that I drag eyes to me just by passing by, but you’re HUGE! Even I feel small next to you!” Carol pointed out, not wanting Gene to get mad, she could tell she was upset.

“So? I like being “huge”. I enjoy my size. I feel good, I look good, and let’s be honest, I’m outstanding!” Gene responded.

“That’s the thing, you’re a very outstanding woman. A little too much. Aren’t you worried about the questions? What could people say?” Carol replied.

“I’ve never really cared much about what people say. There will always be critics. No matter what, or how, you do, people will always criticize you or your work.” Gene said.

“Yes, that’s true. But I don’t mean this as a critic. What I mean is… aren’t you afraid of people asking too many questions? You’re famous, right? Well-known in the outside world. And people know who you are, and how tall you were. Aren’t you concerned about them trying to find out how you got so big?” Ok, now this is going through a different path.

Maybe Gene was taking Carol’s advice the wrong way. It seems Carol’s not jealous, and she’s not worried about the critics either. She’s concerned about how public this would be.

Gene can relate to this. Carol’s worried people might start following Gene, that they will try and spy on her in order to track down the root of her growth. In the hopes to stop her? In the hopes to copy her? Wanting to have an expansion like hers? Well, she’s already aware of this, in fact, something similar has already been happening lately.

“Oh, dear. I know how things are. Once you walk amongst people with something they want, they will always try and take it from you. To have what you have, to know how to get it, where you got it from. People always follow the newest trends, and me, I’m the latest trend. Tall, sexy, voluptuous…” she ran her fingers over her sensuous curves.

“Exactly.” Carol said. “Aren’t you worried this might be… known to the public? You know,” she made a pause and whispered, “that it could fall on someone’s ears…” she meant Kevin.

Was Gene not aware that Kevin could find out about this? To make this public, that could give up their lies. Kevin’s locked here, but he still has access to the internet, he could find out about what’s truly going on.

—

“Don’t worry, dear. Kevin’s not going to find out.” Gene said, dismissing the whole thing.

“And why are you so sure?” Carol asked, not trying to challenge her, but worried about the outcome of this.

“Listen, he’s not that aware of the news. Plus, if any of those news are related to me, he won’t even bother to see them.” It hurts her a little to say it, but that’s the truth.

“But… how can you be so sure? If this gets known, if this comes out to the public light, then… in the end, he’s going to know.” Carol said.

“Ok, honey, let me put this in perspective. How long did it take for both of us to get this tall?” Gene asked.

“A couple of months, several weeks at least.” Carol replied.

“Exactly. It’ll take a few months for someone to grow as tall as either of us. Now, how many people would grow this much? Two? Three? Five? It’ll take a very long time before there’s multiple tall women here, tall beyond the normal I mean.” Gene explained.

“Ok, so maybe about a year… wait! Why are you saying there will be multiple tall women?” Why is Gene saying such a thing?

“It’s logical, dear. Think of this, how many more people know our pill-supplying friend? How many other women have found him the same way you did? How many of them could be trying to make their own business out of it?” That makes sense.

He’s not a secret, and the pills are not limited to the ones they both, well that Gene, bought. 

There could be multiple other people out there who have acquired the pills. Think of this, if ten people have found his ad, with just one of them who believes it’s true, this could mean that there’s a ten-percent chance that, for everyone that’s seen this, someone’s already taking the pills.

Now, they are not cheap, and this could minimize the numbers, but still, with so many people in town, there’s a chance there’s at least another dozen, or two, of women who are expanding just like them. Now, is he also supplying out of town? Is this guy the only one supplying the pills?

What if he’s in charge of this town and there’s another guy in the neighboring town? What if there’s a guy like him in every town in the state? What if these pills are already spread all over the country? What if they are already in the whole world?

For this price, it can easily become a business. If he’s greedy, if he wants to make more money, then he, or whoever creates these pills, might be producing them in mass.

The pills could be all over the world by now. How come Carol hasn’t think of this?

Not all of the ladies could be wanting to grow as tall as she is. Maybe most stop after two or three-inches. A four-inch boost is more than enough, and six-inches are a world of difference. It’s them who have grown over a foot, in Gene’s case, she’s gone further than a two-feet-expansion.

Maybe all other ladies had a more subtle expansion, maybe they escape the radar as mildly tall women. However, how many of them would want to become amazons like Gene? How many of them are as greedy? And, was Carol also greedy?

—

“I promise you, he won’t notice. Besides, by the time he does, our lesson here might be over.” Gene said.

“You think so?” Carol asked.

“I’m sure! I see how you two get along, things are getting better! I’d like to say the same for our relationship, but… I’m happy you two get along.” Those words do sound hurtful.

Carol can empathize with Gene’s lack of love. She can understand how she feels. Kevin’s the only one she has left, is she trying to compensate for that void with all of her growth? Trying to become bigger only for him to notice her? To know that his own mother sometimes needs his love?

It was sad, and sometimes it makes Carol mad, but there’s not much she can do about this.

This was true, but it also distracted Carol from the issue here.

Why did Gene bring the whole multiple ladies thing? Well… let’s just say people are asking questions. The people she knows. Her close friends.

Gene’s received multiple messages. She’s a celebrity and people take pictures and tag her on social media. This has come to her friend’s eyes, and Gene’s been receiving messages such as:

“Oh my! You look wonderful!”

“Someone’s had surgery? For real, what are you doing? You look stunning!”

This were the first ones, referring to the way she looked and how her curves were expanding. But lately, they became more focused on her height.

“You’re an amazon! How did you get so tall?!!!!!!”

“I had no idea women our age could still go through a growth spurt… share your secrets Genie ;D”

“NO WAY!!! YOU’RE SUPER TALL!!! What kind of tea are you drinking? Is this real?”

Gene’s not so close to her friends, she prefers to live her life alone. Sometimes her friends are more of a burden, people she just got along with because of their status, but still, they became friends in the end. Not the best, but they hang out and chat from time to time.

This has lead to several messages on her social media. And she wonders, should she become a tall-lady influencer? A woman who posts videos of her daily life as a tall woman?

She doesn’t need more money, she’ll be doing this for attention. To have all eyes on her again. To be famous once more, but not just as a movie star, but as a part of what’s new. A social media star, a famous influencer, a muse of the online world.

If only she knew how to use this things for more than just uploading a picture and dropping a message…

However, she knows more, and there’s also a part where you can chat. And she’s been receiving several kinds of messages from several different people.

There’s also comments on her pictures. Ever since she started posting pictures of her new, taller and more voluptuous self, her followers have gone from a thousand to dozens of thousands. She’s looking forward to reaching 100-thousand followers within the next few weeks.

Sometimes she just reads her private messages for fun. And the ones that caught her attention were a few, most were compliments, but she has responded to no more than ten. Within the most memorable were the following:

“Genevieve, dear, it’s me Ray. We remember you casted for our movie, Where Love Never Ceases To Exist, last month but we were unsure at the time. Now, we have the perfect role for you! Please send me a message as soon as possible so we can discuss your contract.” Yes, she auditioned for said movie, and she remembers this guy.

He said, and quote: “We’re looking for someone younger, you know. But if we need to cast someone for the main character’s mother, we’ll call you!” She didn’t even bother to reply to the message. She just smirked and deleted the chat.

Another one, which was so funny, was this one:

“Hey gorgeous, I can see you’re a tall lady. And a very sexy one! Would you like to have some fun? I love tall, mature amazons like you.” The guy from the picture seemed decent, but she was not in the mood for him at the moment.

She could’ve saved him from when she wanted, he was kind of handsome. But she had something funnier in mind. She did reply to this one, and she wrote:

“Are you sure? Because I’m a pretty big gal, I could crush you, hon. Now be a good boy and leave me alone, ok?” Crush, she was above seven-feet-tall by then, she was not lying.

After that, she saw no reply. She only thought he was one of those online pervs who don’t treat a woman as they should. And then she thought the picture could be fake so… that was it.

Last, but not least, there was a message for her, and this one was different.

“Hello Ma’am. I’m a fan, I’ve known your work from a few years ago. I haven’t exactly followed you since the beginning, but I think you’re amazing!” That was kind of sweet.

It’s been so long since she received a message from a fan. She used to receive letters by the dozen, and now, very little messages get to her. She continued.

“I hope this doesn’t sound weird, but I’ve noticed you’ve been growing! I don’t mean this is a bad thing, in fact I’m quite amazed by it. My name’s Monica, and I was wondering, if it’s not much asking and not meaning to upset you, could you share your secret? I’m kind of petit and I think it’s too late for me to have a growth spurt. I´m 31 and single, and I really need a confidence boost. I don't mean to bother, and if you don’t want to reply to my message it’s fine, I was just looking for some help here. I´m kind of tired of being single…” That touched her.

“It’ll mean the world to me if you helped me. I’ve seen your movies, and I was hoping you were as sweet as you are in them. As kind, as gentle, as fantastic! Sorry if I’m asking for this much in my first message, but you’re my idol.” It was even kind of cute.

She didn’t reply, but she kept the message there for a while. Tonight, it’s been a week since she received it, and she’s been thinking on what to say.

She wonders, should she take this lady Monica as her pupil? Some sort of student?

 —

Back to this moment, she was finally ensuring Carol that there was no problem. 

“Listen, no one will know. I haven´t tell anyone about this. Sure, I’m “huge”, but no one will know why, ok? So stop worrying about it.” Gene reassured.

“Fine, but please be aware that you’re a little too big, ok?” Gene recalled one thing, and Carol’s words reminded her.

Gene took a step forward, looking at Carol straight into her eyes, with a smile, and then, she put her hand on her face, thumb and index finger on either side of her cheeks. A way for the mature woman to establish who was bigger, who was in control here, who the boss was.

“Carol, honey, don’t try to act as if I had no idea what I’m doing, ok? I’ve been trying to be patient, but you’re a little too worried for my liking. I’ll tell when I’ve grown enough, ok?” her hand, the strength of it, she was not applying any pressure, just holding her firmly, and it was intimidating enough.

“I’ll be the one who says how far is too far, ok? Now, be a dear and trust me. I don’t want to get mad at you.” This is the polite way for the boss, to say it with “sweet” words, that she should mind her own business.

This was the end of the conversation. But this was not the end of it. Neither of them had settled a size to stop. And now, Gene had someone interested on some growing. Maybe she should do some research, who knows, she might become Carol’s replacement. If there’s no future for Carol and Kevin, then there’s no need for Carol to be here.

Gene was starting to work on some plans. How about some competition? How about making Monica a muse? What if Carol brings Monica with her, just for Carol to try something. Then she’ll know what she does when someone tries to allure Kevin, and find out if he’s “her” Kevin…