Creating a Problem extend preview

Creating A Problem.

Morine rubbed her hands together. “Okay. After a lot of research, I think I finally found something.” She set the bottle down on the edge of the table. “This little baby should cause some fabulous size changing. I just wish the dealer was more specific about what kind. . .” She shook her head. “But that isn’t the point. I put this in the office water supply and then. . .” She giggled. “Then when my clients come in, they all will have size-changing problems for me to deal with. Wonderful size-changing problems.” She moaned. “Ohh, I can see it now. Ohhh.”

She took a deep breath. “But I need to be careful. Stealthy even. I can’t let anyone catch on that I am doing this. If they do, I. . .” She caught herself. “Oh god, could I be the one that needs help? No, that is crazy.” She laughed. “I am perfectly fine.” She looked at herself in the mirror. “Isn’t that right, Morine? You are fine. Oh, so fine.” She winked at herself. “You are just talking to yourself. There isn’t anything wrong with that.”

She shook her head. “Ugh, maybe I do have a little bit of a problem. Ugh.” She tapped her fingers on the side of the bottle with its red swirling liquid inside. “But I just. . . I just love seeing people change in size. No matter if it’s turning into a giant blueberry or a magnificent giantess. Ohh, it is sooo fucking lovely and sexy.” She took a deep breath. “Hmm, maybe I should think about seeking some therapy. Ahh, well, I will cross that bridge when I cross it.”

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Later that day at the office, Morine hurried to the water cooler and quickly checked to see if anyone was around. She then spilled the contents of her potion into the office water supply, a wicked smile on her face. “There. That should make things interesting today.” She tossed the potion bottle into the trash. “I can’t wait to see how long it will take for someone to get some water from this.” She rubbed her hands together. “Especially with the tap broken.”

“Hey, Morine.”

“Oh, hi, Frank.” She waved as he walked up. “Do you have my schedule for today?”

“Ya. You have an easy morning. No appointments until the afternoon.”

“Wait, what? Why?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. Scheduling error?”

She pulled at her hair. “What the hell am I going to do until then?” She sighed. “I am going to be in my office, Frank.”

“Okay then. Oh, wait.” He tossed her a bottle filled with water. “Almost forgot to give you your daily early morning pick me up, doc.”

“Oh, right.” She unscrewed the cap and drank the contents without thinking. “What would I do without you.” She suddenly blinked her eyes. “Wait where did you fill this up form?”

“The water cooler. Why?”

Morine suddenly tensed up. “Nothing.” She took a deep breath. “I umm. . . I am just going to go put on some good music and enjoy my half day.” She laughed as she dashed for her office.

“Fuck!” She slammed her door behind her. “Fucking Frank!” She held her hand over her chest as she felt her heartbeat steadily increase. “I was supposed to get one of my clients with that prank, not myself. Now, what am I going to do. . .” She groaned. “I can’t be the one who has a growth accident. I just can’t. I CAN’T!”

As the seconds passed, her fear turned into exhilarated excitement. “Wait, why can’t I? I have always watched them grow for me, and it was soooo sexy. But now I can experience it firsthand.” She moaned. “This will be so exciting. Oh, I can’t wait. What is going to happen? Am I going to swell up into a giant balloon? Am I going to grow like Laura did? Ohh, ohh, ohh. That would be soo cool. Maybe I should tell Frank I want the rest of the day off. Just to enjoy my wonderful swelling self.” She giggled. “That would be amazing, wouldn’t it.” She put her hand on her hip. “Just a day with my big ole swelling booty. Oh, please tell me my ass is going to get big.”

Morine rubbed her hands together. “Okay, ya. I think I am going to tell that wonderful man that I am taking the rest of the day off. I can let him worry about the scheduling. He always does.” She creaked the door open. “Oh, Frank.”

“Yes?

“I. . .” She moaned. “I. . .”

He walked down the hall. “Are you okay, doc? You sound a bit off.”

Her face turned bright red as she felt her insides contract. “One sec.” She slammed the door. “Oh fuck, I feel weird.” She stumbled about. “Ugh, what is happening to me?” She wobbled about before falling onto her hands and knees. “Ughhhhh.”

Morine blinked her eyes, trying to focus on her chair. “God, it feels like my stomach is. . .” She moaned and closed her eyes. “I thought this was going to be fun.” When she opened them, she noticed the chair was larger than it had been a moment ago. “Huh?”

“Morien is everything. . .” He gasped. “Oh my god!”

“Frank!” She turned her head, watching him slowly increase in size. “You never. . . . looked so good.” Despite the knots in her stomach, she found herself immensely turned on. Her entire world was growing around her.

“Morien. You are. . .” He shook his head. “You are shrinking!”

She giggled as she twisted around, slipping out of her shoes. “I guess that I am. Did I ever tell you that you look so. . .” She moaned. “Oh god, everything looks so much better when it’s soo big.”

He narrowed his eyes. “Just what has gotten into you?”