Potion Blunder rough draft (updated)

Potion Blunders.

Beth tapped her fingers on the wodden counter. “Well this is better then working in that damn fourm room.” She looked down at the crazy coustme she was dressed in. “But ugh I can’t believe I have to wear this.”

Mr. Gongsel walked up to her. “You should be happy my dear. You are one step closer to taking the reigns of the store.” He laughed. “Soon you will learn the secrets and run this branch of Potion’s R Us for yourself. It will be an honor my dear.”

“Wearing an outfit that looks like it was stolen form a childrens book?” She looked at the multi colored outfit. “Seriously. My shoulders are green, my chest is blue and red, my legs are purple with black, white and orange stripes. What is this jump suit?”

Mr. Gongsel laughed. “Everyone who works for Potion’s R Us has an eye catching outfit. You learn to love it.”

Beth laughed. “Then why have I never seen you in such a get up?”

“Because I am tranning the new generation. That is why.”

She rubbed her forehead. “Right. When I took this job I never expected that I would have to put on such a foolish coustme.” She sighed. “I just hope no one I know comes in here and see’s me. I would die of embarssment.”

Mr. Gongsel ran his hand across the counter. “Now then shall we get down to what you shall be doing today?”

“I hope it won’t involve me changing in size again.” She shivered as she thought back to working on the fourms. “Ughh you should have warned me that would of happened.”

“You had that punsiment coming.” He shook his head. “No you have nothing to fear today. Just an easy day of selling potions to customers. And you get to learn a vital skill here at Potion’s R Us.”

“What skill?”

He picked up a vial some kind of substance that looked like it came from a greeze trap. “Learning how to judge what our coustmers need.”

“Huh?”

“Here at Potion’s R Us we develop an ability to know just what our patreons need.” He set the vial down. “If their day requires it they shall have a potion that shall make them grow. But if fate determines it give them a vial that shall turn them into a tree instead.”

Beth laughed. “How in the world can you do that? That sounds. . .” She looked at her hands. “That doesn’t sound like anything that should be asked of a salesperson. Reading the mind of the customer? It is outlandish.” She slammed her hands on the table. “Outlandish I say!”

Mr. Gongsel sighed. “Well it is a skill you need to learn and fast.” He narrowed his eyes. “It isn’t like you are going to find another job anyways. You are too deep into this journey to back out now.”

“What are you. . .”

He laughed. “Oh nothing. Forget I said anything. Look focus on your job and getting paid.” He turned around. “I am sure you will do great.” He waved as he walked away. “Have fun.”

Beth shivered. “What in the world did he mean by that?” She sighed. “Well the sooner I get this day over with the sooner I can get out of this suit. I guess it’s a good thing hardly anyone comes into this store. I don’t think I have ever seen anyone come into Potion’s R Us seince I started working here two weeks ago.” She laughed. “How is this place still open?”

Suddenly a strange melody of off tune bells started to play. “What in the world is that.” She covered her ears as each bell was somehow out of sync with the one that preceded it. “Ughh. Make it stop.” As soon as the ear pericing music stopped Beth noticed a woman in a sleek business suit standing before her.

“Hello. I couldn’t help but notice your exotic sign.” She smirked. “And that strange welcoming music. Such an exotic store. I have to say I love it.” The woman tapped her light dark fingers against her suit. “Amost makes me want to buy this place for my company.”

“Well I’m sorry miss.”

“Fran.” The woman handed Beth a business card. “I represent Goodman’s Fredily Market.”

“Never heard of them.”

“We are a small store but very, very successful. And we are looking to expand.” She looked around. “And this store. . .” She tapped her finger on her chin. “Hmm maybe it has some few to exotic stuff for my tastes. The colors are just a tad to much.”

Beth crossed her arms. “Potion’s R Us is not for sale.”

Fran turned around. “Well that is your loss.” She sighed. “Well I guess while I am here I might as well have a look around.”

“Umm sure.” Beth walked out from behind the counter. “Let me show you around.”

Fran held up her hand. “I am perfrectly capable of showing myself around thank you very much.” She snotred. “I have many things to do so I don’t need the whirlwind tour.”

Beth narrowed her eyes and lowered her voice. “Wow what a prick.” She watched as Fran walked off. “How am I supposed to do what my boss said when they are so up tight and want nothing to do with me? Hugh. This job sure isn’t what I thought it would be when I signed on.” She rubbed her forehead. “Well I can’t very well let that woman roam around the shop unattended. Who knows what weird crap could happen.” Beth gulped as she ran after Fran. “Last thing I need is today to be a crazy day.”

Beth turned a corner to find Fran examing a shelve with multiple potions with blue glowing liquid. “Fastinating. I wonder why kind of dye makes them glow like that.”

“Well. . .” Beth walked up to her. “It is a trade secret.” She laughed. Even from me.

Fran took a bottle off the wall. “So you just sell potions?”

“Yup.  It’s why we are called Potion’s R Us.”

Fran arched an eyebrow and narrowed her hazel eyes. “But what are these things supposed to do?”

“Umm. . .” Beth tapped at her chin. “Anything you can think of really. Like increase your performance at work. Or help you have a wonderful day. Make it rain even. These potions work magic.” She laughed as she slowly looked at the floor, scared to say anything about the truly crazy things that the potions could do like inflate people like ballons, cause crazy transformations or other odd things. “It is truly a magial place.”

“So this could help out my store?” Fran tapped on the side of the glass vial. “I am looking for ways to “improve” security at Goodman’s Fredily Market.” She smiled. “And if this potion could really do that.”

Beth smiled. “It can and more. Why don’t you sample it to find out.” Beth’s eyes widdend as she realized what a horedous mistake she had just made.

Fran smiled. “Really.” She took the cork off the bottle. “Well if you insist.” She raised the bottle to her lips. “But what better way to find out what I am buying it by testing it right.” She took a couple gulps of the glowing blue liquid.  “Ahh tastes kind of metallic. Ahh well.” She slipped the bottle into her purse. “But with the store I run I want to product test things myself, even if things get a bit crazy.” She laughed.

Beth giggled. “Right.” She ran her hands through her hair. What did I just do? Mr. Gongsel is going to kill me if this woman changes in size or transforms in the store. I was supposed to sell that potion not let her test it for free. Ahhhhhhhhhh!

Fran arched an eyebrow. “Are you alright? You seem a little pale.”

“Oh I am fine. Do you want to buy that potion.” Beth walked behind Fran. “No time like the present to take your product out on the road right?”

“I want to wait and see what this thing does first. You said I get to sample it.” Beth gulped as Fran took out her phone. “Now if you don’t mind me I have a business call to make. I didn’t expect this little excursion to take this long.” Fran suddenly shivered. “Ugh is it getting hot in here?”

Beth gulped. “Oh no.”

Fran wipped the sweat from her forehead. “This doesn’t feel at all how I expected. Are you sure you gave me the potion that I wanted?” She held her hand over her chest. “My heart is racing. Ughh.” Beth covered her ears as Fran let out a sound like a reveing car engine. “What kind of potion did you give me?” She slammed her hand against the wall. “I wanted a blueberry potion for my business. Not this!”

Beth shook her head. “What in the world. . .”

“What you have nerver heard of people wanting to inflate others into blueberries before? It is our way of tearching people not to steal from our store. I had hoped this place would help with our little fourmal as it is so hard to make the enticing blueberry’s for people to steal. . .” Fran took a deep breath. “My entire body is becoming so hard and sensitive.” She revved her body again. “What potion did you give me?”

“I don’t know. And I didn’t give it to you.” Beth’s eyes widdend as Fran’s breasts began to grow, causing her suit to push outward. “Umm. . .”

Fran shook her head. “I. . .” The buttons on her suit burst apart revealing her enlarged breasts. “I can’t believe you don’t know what potion I drank. How can you not know?” She looked down at her chest. “Shesh they look like watermellons.”

“Ya.” Beth scratched at her head.

Fran narrowed her eyes. “Look don’t just stand there. Get to figuring out what to do about this.” She took a step forward only to fall onto her chest. “Ohhhhh god!” She moaned as she pushed herself off of her breasts. “That was unexpected.”

“Fran your feet!”

Fran looked down to see her feet ripping through her shoes. “Great. Those Kamerns cost me a fourten.” She sneered at Beth. “You are paying for my outfit you hear.”

Beth pointed at her feet. “Umm you may want to keep looking.”

Fran turned her head to see her feet had turned black, rubbry and round. “What in the world?” She suddenly spun her feet as metallic rim grew out of the center of her feet. “What am I turning into? A car?” She turned to look at Beth. “You let me drink a potion that is going to turn me into a car?”

“Hey umm. . .”

She slammed her back right tire on the ground. “How dare you. How is this going to help my business?” She pointed her right hand as rubber started to cover it. “I aught to sue you.” Fran shook her hand. “Ugh great. More tires for my body”

“Look being a car can’t be all bad.” She watched as Fran fell onto her wheels and moaned as her giant breasts slid across the floor. “I mean hey. You will be able to drive around right? And think of the people you will be able to pick up. Littarly.”

Fran narrowed her eyes as they started to turn blue. “I can think of one thing I want to do when this transformation is complete.” Blue light beamed out of her eyes. “Take you for a ride that you are never going to forget.” She revved her body. “One that you deserve for this mess.”

Beth took a few steps back. “Hey I. . .”

Fran’s body began to stretch, causing the fabric of her suit to come apart at the seams. “What? You don’t want to go for a joy ride? I promise it will be fun.” She smiled as her ass ripped through her slackes. “Ohh fuck. This is starting to feel good.” She shook her booty and rubbed her breasts across the ground. “Maybe there is some benefit to this after all.”

Beth turned around. “Ok. Enjoy yourself.  I am going to keep an eye on the rest of the store.” She sighed. “Have an nice day being a car.” She screamed as she was suddenly flatted against the ground.

Fran laughed, her hardening breasts preshed against Beth. “I can’t have you running off.” Her arms started to stretch outward. “I am taking you for the ride of your life for what you did to me so I can have you getting away.” She held up her right arm as it started to turn metallic. “Shesh could this transformation be any slower. At least it isn’t all that painful.”

“Umm can you let me up?” Beth groaned. “Your nipples are really starting to hurt as they become made of metal.”

“All the better.” Fran giggled as her body coutuined to stretch outward. “Some extra pain for this ordeal can do you some good.” Her nipples pined Beth to the ground, tearing through her exotic outfit. “Ohh god feeling your body against my new metallic body is just. . . god!”