Like Old Times

Like Old Times.

              Ashely rubbed her eyes as she walked to the door.  “Dex!  Where the hell are you.”  She snorted.  “Fucking hell, we finally get back from a wild trip up north with giantesses and whatnot, only for that man to act like he is still on vacation.  I would fire him if he didn’t do such good work.”  She wrapped her hand around the door handle to the front of the mansion.  “Dex, I fucking swear when I find out where you have absconded off to, I am going to rip you a new one.”  She flung the door open.  “Hello there.  How can I help you.”

              “Umm, is Sarah living here?”  the man standing on the other side of the door straightened his suit. “I have been searching this town up and down for her.”

              Ashely arched an eyebrow.  “And who the hell are you?”

              He extended his hand.  “Gregory.  I own a clothing store not too far from here.  I am just wondering what my bestest worker is up to these days.”

              “Huh.  Really?  She has never once mentioned you.  Why don’t you wait here.”  Ashely slammed the door in his face.  “Sarah!  Hey Sarah!”  Ashely rushed through the mansion.  “Where are you?  Why can’t I find anyone today?”

              “Ugh. Please don’t yell.”  Sarah slowly sat up, her gigantic body filling most of the gardens in the back. “Ughh, I didn’t get much sleep last night and. .”

              Ashely walked to the second-floor window and opened it. “Hey, will you keep your voice down?  There is someone named Gregory here looking for you.”

              Sarah’s face darkened.  “What?  What does that asshole want?”  She shook her head.  “Ugh, why did you let me drink a full bottle of booze before changing in size.  I feel like my head is going to split open.”  Sarah lay down on the wet grass.  “I. . . ughhh.”

              “Sarah, what did he do?”

              The giant lady put her hands to her ears.  “He was a horrible boss exploiting my size.  He also worried Carien and me to death.  We met working for him, but. . . ughhh.”

              “I will send him away then.”

              “Wait.”  Sarah held up her hand.  “No.  Don’t.”  Sarah took a deep breath.  “I have a better idea.”  She smiled.  “I have been wanting to do this for a few years but never had the courage.  Carien always told me it was a bad idea.  But now. . .”  She held her hand up over her head and formed it into a fist.  “Now I am going to make him look like a fool and love every second of it.”  Sarah suddenly twisted over onto her side.  “Just as soon as my head stops spinning.  You can tell him I will meet with him tomorrow.  Ughh.”

              “Do you want me to get you anything?”

              “Not unless you have giantess-sized pain meds.”

              ***

              The next day, Sarah found herself walking to the last place she ever expected her old job at the mall.  She had made sure to take one of the Fredricks Fancy shrinking drinks so she would be normal-sized.  Sarah had to be able to walk into the mall after all to see what Gregory wanted.  She was sure he wanted her back at her old job, and if he did, she would have a surprise waiting for him.

              As she approached the mall, she looked for the sweet old security guard who used to greet her every morning. Instead, she saw a young lad who was glued to his phone. “Hey, where is Lenny?”

              The young man looked up at Sarah.  “Oh, the old guy?  He was canned a year or two ago.”  He narrowed his eyes.  “Wait aren’t you that giantess borad that lives in this town?  How are you my size?”  He looked her up and down.  “I swear you look just like her.”

              Sarah walked past him.  “I must be her twin.  Hope you have a good day.”

              “Hey, lady, I wouldn’t get your hopes up if you are trying to get a job here.  Most of the places are shutting down.  I hear someone is trying to buy this place out.  But eh, if you want to throw your life away.”  He went back to his phone.

              Sarah rolled her eyes and walked inside.  The kid was right.  In just a few short years, a lot of the stores that she remember had shut down or had been replaced with under new management, will open again in a few weeks.  “This isn’t exactly the mall experience I remember.  I wonder why Gregory wants to see me out of the blue now.  If it’s to exploit my size well. . .”  She shivered.  “I will make sure to step on him for thinking I could help him.  That fucking creep.”

              She eventually reached the old clothing store where she had once worked, and Gregory seemed to leap out of nowhere.  “Sarah.  There you are.”  He took her hand.  “Long time no see.  Though I thought you would be much bigger.”  He laughed.  “Not that it matters.  I am used to you changing in size on me.  You sure did a number on my store before.  I am sure you could do it again, couldn’t you, girl?”  He laughed.

              Sarah narrowed her eyes.  “What do you want?”

              He got down on his knees.  “Please come and work for me.  Be a giantess for me.  I need the business.  After Carien dumped me, well. . . she was such a hard worker.  I am losing customers and—”

              “Wait, what do you mean by Carien dumped you?”

              “I mean, she quit working for me a while ago.  I am guessing she decided I was no good like you did.”  He crossed his arms.  “And I thought she had sense, unlike you.”

              Sarah clenched her hands as they balled up into fists.  “You. . . you tone death.  Carien is dead.”

              “Yeah, right.  You are just—”

              She grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and shook him.  “What kind of idiot do you have to be to realize the woman I loved isn’t alive anymore!”

              Gregory’s eyes widened.  “Wait, she really is. . . oh fuck.  Oh god.  I. . .”  His eyes darted to the side.  “Look, I. . . really fucked up.  Can we start from scratch?”

              She dropped him.  “You always were a slimeball.”  She snorted.  “You need a giantess, you say?”

              Gregory’s eyes lit up.  “Yes.  Yes!”  He made his way to his feet.  “Please.  It would bring in so much business.  I even have all the promotional material ready.”

              She smiled.  “Are you sure you want me?”  She put her finger on his chest.  “I don’t think you could handle me.”

              “Oh, trust me.  You would save my business.  For old time’s sake.”

              Sarah turned around with a giant smirk on her face.  “Fine.  For old-time’s sake.  I will get changed.  You just tell everyone you will have a giantess on staff.  Get as many people as you can to come.  We want this to really be the best day ever for your store, right?”  She giggled as she made her way towards the employee’s lounge.

              “Right.  Right.”  Gregory spun around.  “This will be the best day ever!  The best day ever!”

              Sarah slipped into the employee lounge, set her bag down on the table, and looked at everyone. “Okay, everyone out.”  She slipped off her shirt.

              A young man approached Sarah. “Who the hell are you, and why do you think you can give us orders, newbie?”

              Sarah narrowed her eyes as she slid the shirt into the duffle bag.  “Unless you want to be here when I outgrow this store, then I suggest you take my advice.”  She tossed him a picture of her passed out in the back of Ashely’s Garden.  “That is what I normally look like.”

              “What the hell?  You are massive.”

              The others gathered around.  “That has to be photoshop.”

              “No way.  I have seen her before.  She is indeed that size.”  They all took a step back.  “Wait, how are you so. . .”

              Sarah crossed her arms as she slid down her pants.  “Unless you want to find out, I suggest you vacate.  Now!”

              The employees all looked at one another before rushing for the door, bringing a smile to Sarah’s face.  “Well, Gregory is going to have a grand ole time.”  She tugged at her skin-tight panties.  “And I am sure he is going to have a great time explaining why there is a horny lady in her undergarments growing in his store.”  She giggled.  “Couldn’t happen to a nicer guy.”  She turned around and rubbed her hands together.  “Well, the concoction keeping me this size should be wearing off in about fifteen minutes.”  Sarah smiled.  “It’s show time.”

              As she made her way back out onto the store floor, Gregory immediately went to meet her.  “Why did I see a bunch of my other employees running out of here.”  His eyes fell upon her bra, which gently hugged her half-naked breasts as they bounced up and down.  “Umm. . . when I said I wanted. . . you. . . shirt. . .”

              Sarah giggled.  “You know my clothes don’t grow silly.  I wanted to be in something more comfortable.”  She booped him on the nose.  “You don’t mind, do you.”  She walked past him, shaking her ass back and forth.

              “I. . . umm. . . um. . .”

              “Hey, my eyes are up here.”  She crossed her arms.  “You weren’t just staring at my ass, were you?”

              He looked up at her face.  “Well, umm. . .”  He wiped the sweat from her brow.  “You umm. . . you are wearing a thong.  It’s just so. . . revealing.”

              Sarah slapped him across the face, letting her boobs hit him in the chest.  “Gregory, I never thought you would stoop so low.”

              Gregory moaned.  “I.  . . look, you need to get out there and start to sock. . . I mean, stock those shelves.”  He gulped.  “I. . . umm. . .”

              Sarah snorted.  “Don’t worry, I will do my job.”  She walked away, shaking her butt as she did so.  “I was always a hard worker, remember.”  She smiled as the customers and reporters seemed to appear out of nowhere, their eyes glued on her.  “Excuse me.  I have some work to do.”

              “Why are you dressed in nothing but a thong?”

              “Do you know where this giantess is that the owner is going on about?”

              Sarah smiled and sauntered over to the nearest reporter.  “You want to know where you can find a giantess?”  She smiled and pulled him close, her heartbeat increasing.  “Oh, trust me, you will find her in just a few minutes.”  She moaned as her pulse began to race.

              “What do you mean miss?”  He arched an eyebrow.  “Are we sure you work for the store?”

              “Why yes.  I am showing off some of Gregory’s specialty undergarments.  I am. . .”  She moaned.  “Going to work them to their limit.”  She began to pant as her body heated up.  “Oh god, here it comes.”  Sarah bent over and gripped her knees.

              The young reporter bent over.  “Are you okay, miss?”

              Sarah’s body suddenly grew an entire foot, causing the crowd to gasp.  Her bra, which was gently hugging her breasts just a few moments before, was now pressing against her tender babies.  “Oh god.”  Sarah fell onto her hands and knees as she rubbed her bra, slipping her hand underneath it to stimulate her sumptuous breasts.  “I. . . just. . . need a. . . ohhhhhhh!”  Everyone stepped back as she grew another two feet, her thick ass colliding with a rack of clothes and knocking it over.  “Ohh fuck!”

              “This is hot!”  One of the reporters turned to his cameraman.  “What are you doing?  We have a story happening right before our eyes!”

              “Umm, right.”  They started filming as Sarah grew again, her bra popping off her body, her tender boobs bouncing against one another.

              “We are coming to you today from Gregory’s umm. . . what is the place called again?”  The cameraman shrugged.  “It’s some stupid clothing store.  Look, all you need to know is we have a growing naked lady here.  Get your fucking ass over here now.”

              Sarah moaned as she grew another foot, her eyes on the film crew.  “I have something to say.”  She reached forward, slamming the newsman to the ground.  “My name is Sarah.”  She panted as she grew another foot, her voluptuous boobs slamming down against the young reporter.  “I was supposed to come into work today, but my boss Gregory made me take a growth potion and get undressed for you all.  Oh, what am I going to do.”  She moaned.  “I just can’t stop growing.  My. . . ohhh fuck it just won’t stop.  I just won’t stop.”  She licked her lips as she pressed her hard, thick boobs down on the reporter.  “Ohhh fuck.”

              Gregory rushed into the room.  “I didn’t give her the stuff to grow.”  He pulled at his arm as he watched Sarah’s ass and back slam into the ceiling, her squishy ass rubbing back and forth.  “I umm. . . did demand that she grow into a giantess for my business, but that is—”

              Multiple cameras were suddenly shoved into his face.  “So you admit it!”

              “Are there any other times you have caused women to grow for you.”

              “What?”  Gregory snorted.  “What are you talking about.  I would never.”  His eyes snapped up to Sarah as her panties snapped off her body, and he could see her buttcrack dragging across the ceiling.  His hand scratched at his groin as he forced himself to look away.  “What was the question?”

              “It is true.  It’s—”

              “Sir, I hate to cut you off, but we have a problem.”  One of the cameramen pointed at Sarah.  “She is getting too huge!”  Sarah moaned as her body continued to fill up the room, knocking over clothing rack after clothing rack.  Everyone decided to run before her massive throbbing body flattened them.  “Hurry!  Get out.”

              “You have to listen to me.  I didn’t mean for it to go this far.  I. . .”  Sarah slipped onto her belly, her left leg siding outward before crushing Gregory.

              “Finally.”  Sarah pushed herself up, her nipples becoming hard and erect as they slowly lifted off the cold tile floor.  “I was getting sick and tired of listening to that creep.  Ughhhh.”  She pushed with all her might, slowly ripping through the roof.  After a few moments, Sarah managed to stand up in the cold winter air, her sumptuous boobs bouncing about.  “There.  Hopefully, that will teach that fool a lesson.”  She dusted the debris off her body as she continued to grow.  “I think I am almost my normal height.  Ohhhh.”  She moaned as she grew out the last few feet.  “There we go.  And for good measure.”  Sarah used her massive foot to knock over what was left of Gregory’s business.  “That should teach that moron.”  She giggled as she stepped over the rest of the mall.  “I am going to tell Ashely about this.  She will have a good laugh about it.”

              ***

              Gregory moaned as he pulled himself out of the rubble.  “I am ruined.  Ruined!”  He snorted.  “That danm giantess bitch.  I. . . ughhh.”  He rubbed his head.  “How many damn times did I stand up for her!  How many damn times did I not fire her ass.”

              “It’s a damn shame, isn’t it.  One giant woman can just ruin your life.”

              Gregory turned his head.  “Who are you?”  He narrowed his eyes.  “Wait, you’re the asshole who has been trying to buy me out.”

              The man walked into the light, revealing himself to be Fredrick.  “Buy you out?  Whatever gave you that impression.  I have just wanted to talk.”  He sat down next to Gregory.  “I want to bring this place to new heights.  To bring a flavor of Fredrick Fancy to this small town.  I was hoping that we could do it together, not drive you away.”  Fredrick smirked.  “Are you still open to talking?  I could help you come back from the brink.  I could help you deal with your giantess issue.”

              “What do you. . .”  Gregory smirked.  “Oh, you mean.”  She laughed.  “If you make it so I can do something about that giant freak, Sarah, then I am in.  That bitch tried to ruin me today.”

              Fredrick smiled.  “Don’t worry.  I will give you the tools so you will never have to worry about such a fiasco like this again.”