Growth Virus

Growth Virus.

Victoria rubbed her eyes as she tried to stare at the computer. “I don’t know how much more I can take.”

“What?” Harry looked over at her cubical. “Not having a good day?”

“When is working in customer service a good day? Listen to this one.” She opened a support thread. “Help. I am having trouble navigating your website. Could you please make the colors more pleasing so I can find what I am looking for? Also, while you are at it, can you make it, so I don’t actually have to purchase anything? Having to buy something in 2024?

Who do you think you are? Can’t you spread some positivity in the world and just give that wonderful thermal blanket to me for free? I don’t see why I have to pay highway robbery for it.”

Harry laughed. “What are you going to say to them?”

Victoria ran her hands through her long golden hair. “I don’t know? I have been doing this for only a year, and I know less than I did when I started this stupid job. You say nothing; people go crazy. You try and engage, people go crazy. It’s crazy all the way down!” She took a deep breath. “And we are supposed to solve the crazy? Whyyy!”

“Oh, and you can’t go crazy yourself. Remember?”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!” She stood up and stormed away from her computer. “I just. . . I need my lunch break!”

“I was only joking.”

Victoria flung open the break room door as she made a mad dash for the coffee maker. “I hate this job!” She took a deep breath. “I just. . . hate it!” She raised a shaky hand of coffee to her mouth. “But just a few more months, and I should be able to leave. Huh.” She sipped from her coffee. “Ugh, what is in this stuff? It tastes. . . ughh.”

Garry reached for her coffee. “You drank that? Didn’t you see the news?”

“No?”

“They are recalling our coffee. Apparently, there was something wrong with what they put in it. I would suggest you throw that away right now!”

She sneered at him. “After the day I had! No fucking way!” Victoria took another sip despite the bitter taste. “I need this!”

“You are just going to ignore the callback?”

“I had some tell me I was the spawn of Satan. I think drinking a little bit of weird coffee is okay to deal with this level of stress and idiocy.” She took another sip. “Now, please excuse me. I need to decompress before I go back in there and deal with those idiots.”

Garry waved his hands. “Okay. Okay.” He grabbed his lunch. “I hope I never have to work in customer service. God.” He dashed away.

As Victoria took another sip, she felt a strange sensation fill her chest. “Mhhh.

This is slowly starting to taste better. I don’t know why the hell they recalled this.” She began to drink the coffee like she would water. “Mhhhm.” She licked her lips after she finished her cup. “I feel. . . good. Revitalized.” She spun around. “Like I have the energy to deal with the day!” She jumped into the air. “Like I could take on a thousand of those little bastards and give them what’s what.”

Victoria giggled. “Okay. I think I am good. But. . .” She poured herself another coffee. “Some more couldn’t hurt.” As she walked out of the break room, she didn’t notice her ass had grown a few inches, stretching out her slacks.

She hummed as she walked back to her desk, her ass swaying back and forth. “Hello, Fran. Markus. Jerold.”

“Huh?” Jerold looked at her in surprise as she never talked to him. “Victoria? What is up?”

“Oh, I am in just such a good mood.” She took a sip of her coffee. “I just wanted to wish you a good day is all.” She giggled as she made her way back to her desk.

He rubbed at his chin. “Was that same grumpy lady that usually storms past my desk around this time of day?”

Victoria sat at her desk with a smile on her face as she felt how much more comfortable it was with her squishy booty. “Okay.” She rubbed her hands together. “Let’s get to this.” She opened the first complaint thread. “I am here to help.” She smiled as she sipped at her coffee, feeling the wonderful feeling spread further through her body.

She arched an eyebrow as she read the complaint. “I tried to make a return, but you wouldn’t accept my credit card like you did when I made the purchase. What is up with that? I want to talk to someone right now!”

Victoria smiled. “Okay. I can handle that.” She put on her headset, taking a deep breath as her breasts swelled a few inches. “Hello. I understand you have a complaint? You couldn’t make a return?”

“Wait, you are an actual person? Not a fucking robot? People exist?”

“Yes, we exist.” She took a sip of her coffee and spun back and forth in her chair.

“So, how is your day?”

“Crapy. I could be out playing golf with my buds or out drinking, but I am stuck trying to get a hold of someone like you.”

“Oh, don’t be so sad. I am here now.” She took a deep breath. “And if you want, I could hold you in my arms after.”

“What?”

Victoria blinked her eyes. “I am sorry. That came out of nowhere. I don’t know what I said that.” She blushed. “So, let’s get to this return of yours, shall we?”

“Okay, well, like I said, you thieves took my money, but now you just won’t return it on the same credit card? What kind of bullshit is this?”

“Oh, I am sure we can get this worked out. What credit card do you have?”

“Moonrise.”

“Ohh.” She blushed as she felt the arms of her hair press against her hips. “Moonrise, you say? How interesting.” She moaned. “Let’s get your. . . card working and raise you to new heights.” She giggled as her bra began to press tightly against her chest. “Sorry. I thought I would try and ease the tensions with a joke.” She took a deep breath.

“Are you moaning?”

“What?” She blushed. “No. That would be deeply unprofessional.” She took another sip of her coffee. “I wouldn’t. . .” She let out a moan. “Dare do such a thing.”

“I just heard you.”

Victoria held her hand over her chest, slowly noticing just how tight her clothing had become. “Okay, maybe I. . . am moaning a tad, but it is only because. . .” Her cheeks turned bright red. “Because the thought of you in my hand is oh so invigorating.”

“What?”

“What size are you?”

“You don’t need to know my. . . ugh, I don’t even want to know what clothing size you are referring to.”

Victoria laughed. “Clothing? You think I was referring to that?” She drank the rest of her coffee. “I want to know how tiny you are.” She giggled. “What are you? Six feet?”

“Six feet isn’t tiny? What the hell is wrong with you? What is your name?”

The armrests on Victoria’s chair began to strain as they struggled to contain her swelling hips. “Oh, you will find out eventually.” She pulled at the collar of her shirt, moaning as she felt it tighten around her. “I won’t be that hard to spot, little one.”

“I am going to try and find someone else to help me. Bye.”

Victoria licked her lips as she put her phone down. “Hmm. . .” She stood up, her chair bursting off her curvy ass as she did so. “I think this job ill suits me.”

She looked around. “Odd. I think something looks a bit. . . off.” She tilted her head, still a tad unaware of the growth affecting her body and the fact that she was now twelve feet tall.

“I am going to my boss’s office and quitting.” She knelt down. “I can’t work in these conditions. Seriously, they are shrinking everything on me!” She moaned as a button on her blouse popped off. “Ohhh fuck. Besides, I think. . . I think it would be better for me to. . . to. . .” She tapped herself on the side of her head. Victoria felt a bit. . . off. Her thoughts a bit. . . weird. She loved these sensations, but she kept saying strange things. Maybe when the coffee wore off, she would think more clearly. That was it.

All eyes were on her as she strode through the office. She didn’t blush this time. Instead, she embraced the attention. Her hands rubbed against her co-workers, and she drank in their affection. “Hello, Markus.” She giggled, her body growing a few more inches. “How are you enjoying your day.” She smiled as she made her way past, waving her butt in his face as she did so.

“Eh. . . Victoria?” He stood up, only for her ass to slam him back down in his seat.

“Did I say you could stand? Bad boy.” She giggled as she made her way down the aisle. “That goes for you all.” She moaned as she grew an entire foot. “None of you get up without your. . .” She moaned, her boobs pressing tightly against her shirt, begging to burst out.

“Without your mistresses’ approval.”

Jarod stood up. “Mistress? You may be. . . big, but you are not—” His voice was drowned out as his face was enveloped by Victoria’s boobs.

“Now sit down.” She pulled him in close. “Such a small lad like you should know better.” She forced him into his seat. “I. . .” She blinked. “I. . . I was just on my way to. . . the office to quit.” Shrripp.  Her slacks began to rip apart.  “Wow, I am having such a. . . good day.” She moaned. “If this keeps up. . .”

She pushed the door open and crawled into her boss’s office. “Mr. Bethinton. I need to discuss something with you.”

He spun around in his chair. “I didn’t ask you to—” He looked up at her. “Holy fuck!”

She moaned, her eyes flashing. “Ohh, aren’t you cute?  Shrripp.  Her ass was now clearly visible as her slacks struggled to hold together. “I could just hold you. . .” She struggled to contain herself. “You are like a doll.”

“Victoria, what has gotten into you?” He shook his head as a button hit him in the face.

“I am. . . just experiencing the larger side of life.” She giggled. “Is there anything wrong with that?”

He pointed at the door which her hips were growing into. “Well, get your fucking ass out of my office. I won’t have a giant bitch growing in my—”

She put her finger to his mouth as her boobs finally burst through her blouse. “Now, now.

Is that any way for you to act around your goddess?” Her eyes flashed. “Don’t worry.

I did come in here to quit. But it is only because I found a new and wonderful job for me too. . .” She moaned. “To take on.” Her ass pressed against the ceiling in the other room. “Do you want to know what that is?” She lowered her head and looked at him.

He tried to speak, but due to her finger, only muffled sounds escaped her boss’s lips.

Victoria giggled. “I am going to be your goddess. You will obey my every little whim. And if you don’t. . .” She moaned, her body stretching into his office as she pushed him against the wall. “I might have to reprimand you.”

His eyes widened. “Oh, you get it now, do you?” She smiled. “Good. Now, why don’t you walk here.” She lifted her finger from his face and pointed at her cleavage. “I want you to pleasure me.” She moaned as she felt her slacks rip off her legs, feeling the cold air blast against her thighs in the other room. “Don’t keep me waiting.”

He looked at her as he walked up to her, his hands tentatively reaching for her right breast. She moaned as his fingers glided across her sensitive skin, her nipples hardening. “Ohh, that is right. You are such a good boy.”

“I. . . . well.”

She pulled him in close, pressing him against her squishy boob. “Now, let’s get out of here.” She looked around. “I need much more room to grow.” She shimmied her way out of the office, her boobs squishing against the ground. It was a tight squeeze, but Victoria just managed to worm her way out of the office with her ex-boss in hand.

The others in the office were now gathered around, their eyes on Victoria. She embraced the attention, soaking it in like she soaked in her steady growth. They would love her, worship her. She took a deep breath, her body growing again. She licked her lips as she looked at them. “Gaze upon me.” She tried to stand up, but the ceiling forced her onto her squishy boobs. “For I am your new goddess. Forget your old jobs, for the only mission in life is to. . .” She moaned as she grew another foot. “As you are just here to. . . to answer to me now.”

Jerold walked up to her. “And why is that? You may look. . .” He pulled at the collar of his suit. “Extremely sexy. But that doesn’t mean.”

She pulled him in close and kissed him, her lips covering half his body. “I can do whatever I want with you.” She set him down. “If you want my affection, you better work for it.”

The others looked at each other before suddenly running up to her. She felt their wonderful tiny hands press against her body, pleasuring her. Some rubbed her breasts; others massaged her shoulders. “Ahhh. . .” She moaned as she grew again. “That is right.” She smiled. “This is what life as a giantess is all about.”

Mr. Bethinton squirmed about in her hand. “Are you going to let me go, mistress?”

She arched an eyebrow. “Hmm. Maybe if I ever outgrow this office.” She sighed.

“But for now, I am just so very comfy.” She stretched her legs, one of them going through a wall. “I could just lie here forever.”