Thank You. (2K Watcher story)

Thank You.

Alice sighed as she looked at her laptop. “I don’t know if I can keep doing this.”

She rubbed her forehead. “I don’t know why I keep doing this.” She stood up and sighed. “I have been trying for a few years now, and I don’t feel like I am improving. I mean, I don’t even know if people enjoy what I write.”

She walked into the living room and slumped down on the couch. “I don’t know. Maybe it’s time that I just. . . I just got a real job.”

Alice raised her head as the sound of the doorbell filled the air. “Huh?

I don’t remember ordering any packages.” She narrowed her eyes and stood up. “Who the hell would be coming all the way out here.” She walked to the door. “If this is some kind of scam, I am going to give them hell.”

Throwing the door open, Alice found her porch vacant of life. “Ugh. Seriously.” She walked out onto the wooden deck. “That is right, run you. . .” She looked down at the small package resting against one of the chairs. “Huh?” She narrowed her blue eyes. “It doesn’t look like some kind of prank. I mean, there is a shipping number on this thing.” She sighed as she picked it up. “My guess is I got someone else’s package because the shipping company made a mistake.” She rolled her eyes. “I better head inside and take care of this. Great.”

Shutting the door behind her, Alice made her way into the kitchen. “Hmm, though, it does say my name on it. I guess it can’t hurt to look.” She tore the small package open. “Hey, there is a note inside here.” She arched an eyebrow. “What is this?”

“To Alice. This is Alice’s place, right? My name is PaniK. You have never met me, but I love your work.”

Alice snorted. “How the hell did you get my address?”

She read on. “Your works have brought much joy to me, and well, I can’t wait to see what happens in the years to come.”

“Wait someone. . .” She sat down. “Someone actually likes what I write?”

“I mean, who wouldn’t like someone who writes giantess work. Blueberry.

Breast expansion. Oh, the list goes on. You are such a smutty and witty writer.”

Alice giggled. “Well, I umm. . .”

“So, I wanted to do something to thank you. I mean, I am pretty sure you have people thanking you all the time.” Alice sighed. “But I really wanted to thank you. So in, this package is a true thank you for all the wonderful stories over the years.

And hopefully inspiration for many more.”

Alice set the note aside. “Inspiration? What does this PaniK person mean.” She looked inside the box, noticing a strange vial. “Huh. It looks like something I would write about in my story.” She picked it up. “Glowing, swirling liquid and all.” She sighed as she set the bottle on the table. “Now, if I was one of my foolish protagonists, I would drink this down.” Alice sighed as she rubbed her chin. “But well, such things are not real. I mean, I know what I write is pure fiction. People can’t really shrink. They can’t really grow. And they most certainly cannot turn into blueberries.” She laughed as she unscrewed the cap. “But I mean, one of my fans did send me this, so what is the harm that could happen?”

Alice raised the vial to her lips, letting the glowing liquid trickle down the back of her throat. Immediately, she coughed. “Ughh. That tastes horrible.” She blinked her eyes. “What did I expect would happen? Seriously?” She set the bottle on the table. “I should get back to work.” She turned around as her stomach rumbled. “Ugh, what the hell?” She took a deep breath as she stumbled forward. “It feels like my body is. . .” Alice shivered. “Like my bones are. . . everything is getting so tight.”

Alice’s eyes widened in astonishment as her surroundings began to grow. “What the hell?” She stumbled backward, knocking over the chair behind her. “No. This can’t be happening.” She gulped as she watched the ceiling drift further and further away from her. “I am supposed to be the one writing about this. This isn’t supposed to be happening to me.”

Her eyes widened as her pants fell to the floor, followed by her undergarments. “Hey.”

Her face turned red as she reached down to pull her pants up. “Stay up.” Her panic-stricken face looked back and forth. “I need to do something to stop this. I am losing inches by the second.” She looked up at the table where she had left the bottle. “There. The note is up there.” She shuffled over to the counter, tripping over her clothing. “I knew I should have read the rest of that note. I have a stupid tendency to just skim over stuff. God!”

Alice stepped out of her pants as her t-shirt slowly descended past her knees. “Damn thing is only serving to trip me up anyways.” She looked up. “Now I need to get up at that fucking note before I am too small. Otherwise, I don’t know what I am going to do.” Running as fast as she could, Alice made her way to the table and then jumped up, her hands just grazing the note. “Crap.” She landed on her ass, her shirt slowly enveloping her. “I don’t know if I can climb that. Oww!” She scratched her head as something hit her. “What the hell was that?”

She looked up to see the parchment had fallen onto the floor. “Yes.” Dropping her shit onto the floor in favor of her bra Alice walked over to the note. “This should tell me if there is a way out of this mess.” She adjusted her bra to act as a makeshift outfit. “I never thought I would have to be so small as to wear my bra as a full article of clothing.” She looked around. “I am happy I don’t have a kitty yet. That kitty would be all over me. At least the shrinking has stopped, though. I may look like a doll now but damn.” She slapped her ass. “I am cute.”

Alice sighed as she walked over to the note. “Now, let’s see about this.” She scratched at her chin.

“The effects of this bottle are a bit wonderful. But if they are too much for the transformation expert to handle, you can always take another sip to cancel the effects.”

Alice sighed in relief. “Though you just may spin the wheel to see what happens next. Who knows.”

Alice narrowed her eyes. “What did this person read my Wheel of Change story and think that it would be funny to do that to the author?” She crossed her arms. “Ugh, what am I going to do? If I drink from that vial again, it might do something much worse. What if it turns me into a doll or something? I am going to see my sister tomorrow.” She sighed. “But I can’t stay down here. I am too small to get into the refrigerator.” She shivered. “That, and I am freezing my nipples off.”

Alice rubbed her breasts. “God, I wish I had remembered to turn the heater on before I drank a shrinking potion.” She squeezed her boobs. “My babies are so cold my nipples are hard. Ughh.” She looked upward. “But I can’t just stay down here. I am not going to live the rest of my life out being the size of a doll. I mean, I am sure my sister would find it funny, but. . .”

She sighed. “No.” Alice snorted. “I struggle enough as it is. I am going to return to my original height.”

She walked up to the table. “Though, how the hell am I supposed to get up there?” She gulped as she looked at the metal poll. “I feel like I am about to pay for not being the best in gym class.”

Alice bear-hugged the leg of the table. Her boobs squished against the cold metal, causing her to moan. “God.” Sweat beat down the back of her neck. “This feels umm. . .” She gulped. “This feels oddly. . .” She reached up and pulled herself up the metal pole. “Oh god.” Alice moaned as her boobs rubbed against the pole. “I umm. . .” She took deep breaths as she climbed, tiny drops of sweat dripping off her hard nipples. “Keep it together, Alice. Focus.” She moaned as she reached for the edge of the table. “All you have to do is pull yourself onto the table.” She licked her lips. “Don’t focus on how rubbing your breasts is making your body. . . ohhh. . .”

Alice shook her head. “Okay. I can do this.” Her fingers wrapped around the side of the table. “Three, two, one.” She cried out as she swung about, her feet now dangling in the air. “Ugh. I need to. . .” She slowly pulled herself up. “Ughh.” Alice moaned as her breasts rubbed against the side of the table. “Fuck!”

She shook her head and looked around. “Okay, where the hell did I leave that vial?” Her eyes widened, and a smile formed on her face as she spotted the bottle. “There it is.” She rushed over and hugged the glass jar. “Oh, how do I love you right now.” She rubbed her body against the glass, her hard nipples rubbing up and down against the bottle. “You are going to help me. Aren’t you.” Alice giggled as she realized she was talking to the vial of liquid. “Oh my god. What am I doing?”

She sighed. “Well, it is going to be quite a bit more difficult this time around. The bottle is almost as big as I am.” She crossed her arms. “If this does anything crazy to me, I could easily overdo it.” Alice snorted. “But it isn’t like I have much choice, do I? I can’t stay at this height.” She slowly unscrewed the lid before tipping the bottle over. “Okay, I just need a little bit. I don’t want to overdo it.”

The glowing liquid spilled over her body. “Ugh.” Alice tipped the bottle back up. “There. I got a lot on me, but some of it is at least inside of me.” She shivered.

“And now I am freezing as well.” She shivered as she walked over to the side of the table, rubbing her body. “Hopefully, I start growing soon. I can’t. . .” She closed her eyes. “Ughh, everything feels tight again.”

When she opened them, her surroundings were smaller than they had been a moment before. “Good. That note wasn’t lying.” Alice waited until the jump to the floor was safe, sliding off the table. “Ugh.” She slid her tightening bra off her body. “Why couldn’t I have gotten lucky and have clothing change size with me? This is very obnoxious.” She held the stretched-out bra in her hand. “Well, I am going to have to replace this.” She crossed her arms as she slowly returned to her normal size. “I will throw it away later.”

Alice looked around as she stood in the kitchen. “Well, I can’t just stand here in my birthday suit.” She stretched her arms. “No matter how liberating it feels. I am going to take a shower and then head back to work.” She turned around. “Ya, a shower sounds good right about now.”

As she walked into the bathroom, the sound of her phone filled the air. “Huh?”

Alice walked over and picked up her phone. “Oh no. It’s Surfy.” She gulped. “Hi, sis.”

“Alice. I can’t see you tomorrow. Is it okay that I come over today?”

Alice shrugged. “Umm, that is fine. I just need to take a shower first.” She scratched at the back of her head before reaching into the shower and turning on the water. “So, give me about a half hour, okay?”

“That sounds good. Sorry, work came up. You know. Working with idiots and all.”

“I understand. I will see you soon. Love you.” Alice hung up and set the phone on the bed. “Okay, now to hurry.” Gurrgle. “Ugh, what the hell?” She clutched her belly. “And maybe take something to settle my stomach when I get out of the shower.”

Alice slid into the shower, the hot water flowing down her back. “Ahh, that feels so good.” Gurrgle. “Ugh? It feels like my belly has a water jet or something going on inside of it.” She rolled her eyes. “But that is absurd.” She closed her eyes and focused on the soothing water, not noticing her body turning blue. “I swear if it isn’t one thing today, it’s another. Now, where is that soap?”

Alice opened her eyes and screamed. “Ahhhhh!” She backed against the glass door as she looked at her blue hand. “No. No, no, no!” Gurrgle. “I know what this means. Whose idea was it to turn me into a blueberry.” She closed her eyes. “If I don’t look down, maybe I won’t swell up. Yes. That is it. I won’t swell into a blueberry if I don’t look down.” Alice giggled until she felt her hips press against the cold sides of the shower. “Fuck.”

Opening her eyes, she realized she was swelling into the shower. “No.”

Alice quickly turned the water off. “I need to get out of here.” She turned around, her body squeaking and bubbling as she did so.  Blort. “God, it feels like I am carrying a kiddy pool in my chest.” She took a deep breath and pushed the shower door open. “There. Okay, now I just need to get my fat ass through the door.”

Alice moaned as she tried to squeeze herself through the opening, blueberry juice dripping from her nipples. “Ughh. Come on.” She slowly slipped out of the shower.

“I am not going to be trapped in here!”

“Hello? Alice? Are you in here? I hope it’s okay that I let myself in.”

Alice gulped. “Oh no. Surfy.” Her face turned bright purple. “I can’t let her see me like this.” Alice tried to force herself back, but she was now firmly stuck, her blueberry ass swelling more and more into the shower as the front of her body filled up the bathroom. “Fuck.” Her arms flailed about as her body filled up the room, her boobs squishing against the sink. “Surfy, umm, don’t come into the bathroom. I am umm. . .”

“Are you making blueberries? The house is. . .” Surfy gasped as she walked into the bedroom. “Oh my god! Alice.” She held her hand over her chest as she dropped her purse. “Are you okay?”

“I. . .” Alice gulped. “Look, today has just been very weird. I didn’t want you to see me like this.”

“Oh, hush. I have seen much worse.” She rubbed Alice’s swollen chest. “Now tell me, how can we get this blueberry juice out of you?” Her eyes widened as blueberry juice shot out of Alice’s nipples. “Oh my.”

“There should be a strange vial in the kitchen with glowing liquid. I know it sounds strange, but—”

“Say no more.” She turned around. “I have seen enough of Alice in Wonderland to get the gist.”

“Surfy! Wait! I haven’t finished explaining.” Alice sighed as her sister bounced away.

“This could get much worse.” Alice tapped her fingers on her big, squishy body. “Well, I guess there is—”

“Back, sis.” She leaned against Alice. “You know this stuff looks very weird. Where did you get it?”

Alice sighed. “A fan sent it to me.”

Surfy giggled. “Well, of course, you swelled into a blueberry sis. I mean, considering they love your work, they would want to, well, you know. Give you a taste of what it is like.” She unscrewed the cap. “But are you sure this won’t make you swell more?”

“I am sure. Just let me have some of it.”

Surfy climbed onto Alice’s body. “Well, okay. Wow, you are squishy. Like that waterbed, we used to have.” She bounced on Alice’s chest. “Are you sure we have to do this? I could just lie here and get the laptop. We could watch a Barbie movie. Oh, it would be great.”

“Surfy, my ass is trapped in my shower. I am not staying this way.”

“Alright. But we are watching that movie.” She held the bottle up to Alice’s mouth. “Bottoms up.”

Alice coughed as the entire vial was poured down her mouth. “Surfy.

I don’t need the entire vial. Hey.”

“If you need this to turn back to my Alice, then you need to drink the whole thing. No ifs and’s, or buts. You don’t want to stay this way, do you?”

Alice shook her head. “But. . .” Her body trembled. “Oh no. I. . .” She moaned. “I think I am about to find out what happens to a blueberry when they are juiced.” Alice cried out as blueberry juice poured out from her nipples, her bubbling body knocking Surfy from her body.

“Ahhh.”

“Oh my.” Surfy giggled as the eruption of juice knocked her into the other room. “I guess that means the potion thing works.” Surfy stood up and wiped the juice off her body. “Are you okay in there?”

Alice shook her head as she slowly stood up, blueberry juice dripping from her body. “Yes. I am a bit sticky, but okay.” She shook her head. “I think I need another shower.”

Surfy smiled. “It’s okay. I can wait.”

***

After another shower and scrubbing the bathroom, Alice finally sat on the couch with her sister. “Well then. That was a bit of an explosive start to the day.”

Surfy giggled. “Yes, it was.” She put her hands behind her head. “But it’s over.” She smiled and looked at Alice. “So, you were saying something about that potion?”

“Oh ya.” Alice sighed. “It can cause later reactions. It first made me shrink.” Alice sighed. “And to stop it, I had to drink it again only to swell into a blueberry. I guess I was worried that drinking the rest of it would leave me screwed if something else happened.”

Surfy rubbed her leg. “Well, look on the bright side. It has been over an hour, and you are still you. That foolish fan won’t be getting the last laugh.”

Alice sat back and smiled. “Hey, you are right. I am the one who got the last laugh here. And the experience should be a good story.”

Surfy slapped Alice’s leg. “Right.” She raised an eyebrow. “Hey, why are you squinting?”

Alice took a deep breath. “Everything feels tight again. I. . .”

Surfy gasped. “You are growing.”

“What?” Alice looked around as her surroundings began to shrink. “Oh no.” She jumped to her feet. “But I. . .” Alice scratched at the back of her head. “Actually, I don’t mind this that much. I kind of always wanted to grow into a giantess.” She laughed. “This is kind of nice.”

Surfy smiled. “See. I told you drinking that bottle would lead to good things.”

“Ya, I guess so. Oww.” Alice rubbed her head as it hit the ceiling. “Crap.” Shrrippp.

Alice looked down at her jeans as a gigantic tear formed in them. “I did forget that giantesses need a lot of room. And well. . .” Shrripp. Her nipples shot through her shirt and bra. “Bigger outfits.”

Surfy giggled as Alice fell onto her hands and knees. “Well, we can always go outside.”

“But I am growing too fast for that.” She groaned as her ass pushed not only the couch, but the computer, television, and book shelve against the wall. “Fuck. Well, I am going to live up to the name Alice, aren’t I?”

Surfy backed towards the doorway. “I am not leaving you, sis. I just. . .” She giggled. “I just don’t want to be crushed. I will be outside.” She dashed through the doorway. “I will try and get the windows open okay.”

Alice shot one of her arms through a window. “Already ahead of you.” She sighed. “And I just got this house too. PaniK if I see you. . . ughhh.” She moaned as her legs pressed against the far wall. “This is not as easy as I make it in my stories. Why are these walls so fucking. . .” She moaned as her head pressed against the ceiling. “Oww. Owwwwwww!”

The house shook. “Ahhhhhh!”

Her feet shot through the walls of her house first, slamming into her car. “Damn car alarm.” She raised her foot and sent it crashing down on her vehicle, silencing the ear-piercing sound. “I will sort it out with the insurance company later. And if they have a problem with it. . .” She moaned as her head popped through the roof. “Well, they can answer to the new giantess on the block.”

Alice’s eyes widened as she realized she had just smushed Surfy’s SUV. “Oh crap.”

Her other leg shot out of the house. “Sorry, sis.”

Surfy laughed. “Oh, it’s fine. I have a giantess sister to walk me around town now. I consider this an upgrade.”

“But I. . .” Alice pulled at the vice-like grip of her house. “Ugh, let me go.” She moaned. “Let me go I said.” She shook her house until it crumbled, standing up in her naked glory. “Holy crap. I can see for miles.”

“Cool. Can I have a lift?”

Alice knelt down and held out her hand to pick up her sister. “This is insane. What am I going to do now?”

Surfy giggled as Alice raised her up onto her shoulder. “I don’t know. Continue, what you were doing? Live out your writer’s dream.”

“But I am fifty feet tall! Look at what that potion did to me, sis!” Alice snorted. “Besides, I am not exactly. . .”

“Oh hush, I don’t want to hear any nonsense like that. I saw a little bit of that note as I was walking into your house. Someone went through the trouble of finding a giantess potion for you because they loved your work so much. Do you really still think you suck at your job.” She put her hands on her hips. “And yes, what you do is a job, silly.”

“I umm. . .” Alice sighed. “But how am I supposed to write? I am fifty feet tall? And I just destroyed my house.”

“Oh, come now. I am sure my little sister will find a way.”

“Little?” Alice narrowed her eyes. “I am over forty feet taller than you now.”

Surfy giggled. “That still makes you my little sis. Now come on and take me to my house. We have a Barbie movie to watch. You promised.”

Alice smiled. “Okay.”

As they walked towards Surfy’s home, Alice’s sister grabbed Alice’s cheek. “There is that smile I love.”

Thank you all for reading my stories. This story was very personal compared to others and a direct thank you. There have been many times when I have felt like I should stop writing, but part of what keeps me going is seeing your comments and knowing that you all enjoy my work. It helps give me the fire that I might be able to do this for the many, many years to come. So, I hope to bring you many more in the future. As I, your resident giantess, will be here to share many more for years to come.

Besides, you all eventually need to help me shrink back down, right? It will be hard for me to continue writing at this size. You will let me shrink back down, won't you?

Cheers.