Potion's are not us

Potions are not Us.

Beth sighed as she closed the door to Potion’s R Us. “What an end to a crazy week.”

She fluttered her angelic wings. “I am starting to wonder if I will ever get the hang of working here.”

Mr. Gongsel snorted. “You are getting better. Better than my son ever did.”

She turned around. “Wait. I wanted to ask. Whatever happened to your son? You speak of him now and then.” Beth crossed her arms. “And how I shouldn’t quit working at the store, or I will end up like he did.”

Mr. Gongsel sighed. “My son didn’t agree with how the store ran, so he went off to start his own franchise.”

Beth laughed. “That is all?”

He turned around, his wrinkly face twisted in anger. “That dumb boy shouldn’t of done it. He is cursed. His form twisted beyond recognition. All of those who work at Potion’s R Us are tied into the lifeblood of the store. That fool learned the lesson the hard way because he wanted to “tell people upfront what they were getting into.” Mr. Gongsel turned around. “I haven’t seen him in years. I don’t even know if he’s alive. I just know he is trouble.”

***

Charlotte looked up from her phone. “Well, this looks like it’s the place.” She sighed. “I can’t believe it has come to this. Trying to get help from a store like this.” She walked through the entrance of the Potion’s are not us store. The interior was dark despite all of the windows lining the walls and the sun blazing outside. “Hello?” Charlotte walked around, her feet dragging on the red carpet. “Is anyone here?”

A shriveled man suddenly appeared before her. “What do you want?”

She screamed. “Ahhhh!”

He rolled his eyes as he polished a vase. “I wish you wouldn’t do that. I may be a bit odd looking, but I’m not that odd.” He set the vase on a nearby shelf. “So, what do you want? Spit it out.”

She gulped as she could see his yellow teeth. “I was looking for something to help defend against people trying to cut down a small forest just behind my house. I have tried everything, but nothing works.” The small crossed his withered arms. “Legal action goes nowhere. Apparently, I’m not allowed to get in the way of defending that grove of oak and pine from being cut down. Setting traps just got me in more trouble.” She sighed.

“I didn’t know what else I could do until I came upon the webpage for this place. Potions are not us. Believe in the impossible and make it your reality. We will not scam you into a crazy new world.”

The small man grunted. “Sounds like quite the dilemma.”

“It is.” Charlotte put her hands on her hips. “I need to protect those trees at all costs. I need to ensure my future kids can play in those woods, Mr. . .”

“Call me Henderson. Henderson Gongsel.”

“Well, Henderson, can you help me out?”

He nodded his head. “Yes. I think I have something in stock.” He turned around. “This way, if you, please. And don’t touch anything. The merchandise in this store can be a bit finicky. We don’t want you to have an extra pair of limbs or something.”

Charlotte gulped. “An extra pair of limbs?”

He laughed. “Don’t worry. It is doubtful that something like that will happen.” As he led her around a corner, Charlotte couldn’t help but notice all of the potions lining the walls.

“I thought the store said this is Potions are not us.”

Henderson grunted. “I just named the store that because of where I came from. Not because of what I sell. In fact, I sell quite a few potions. All of which will give you transformations out the whazoo.”

“Excuse me?”

He came to a stop in front of a strange-looking spray bottle. “You did come here for an edge to protect your trees, right? That is what this store is all about. Doing what it takes for the results that you want. Do you want to be fifty feet tall? We can do that. Easily.” He grabbed the bottle. “Do you want your ex to be turned into a set of clothing for some reason? We have a pill for that.” He turned around. “Do you want to take a hot air balloon ride but want someone to stand in as the balloon? We have something for that as well.” Henderson sighed. “There is no guessing around here. You just tell me what you want, and I will give it to you.”

Charlotte laughed. “Umm, right. So, this will . . .”

He handed her the strange-looking spray bottle. “It will make sure anyone who intrudes upon your small little forest will regret it. And as a bonus, it will make the forest grow. Nice little two-for-one deal.”

Her face lit up. “Oh really?”

He nodded his head. “Yup.”

“I will take it.”

“Ok, then I think I should tell you how it. . .”

Charlotte smirked. “I think I can read the instructions. I want to apply this to the tree grove already.”

Henderson rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Why do I always have to deal with impatient. . .” He sighed. “Fine. But at least let me say when you apply that spray to the trees, have a mask on. Last thing you want is to inhale the fumes yourself.”

“I said I can figure things out for myself.” She turned around. “Now hurry up. Every moment we waste here is another that the forest is in danger. Hurry!”

Henderson rolled his dull milky eyes and hobbled over to the cashier’s counter. “Just keep in mind I warned you.” He pulled himself up and tapped his fingers on the side of the counter. “Now then. That will be a hundred dollars.”

Her green eyes went wide. “A hundred bucks?”

“Did I say something wrong? If you want the tree-protecting spray, it will be a hundred. . .”

Charlotte snorted and reached into her purse. “I heard you. I just can’t believe this bottle costs so much. It better be worth it.” Set slammed five twenty-dollar bills onto the counter. “There.”

He pulled the greenbacks towards him. “Thank you for doing business with you. I hope you enjoy your product. And please do be careful with it.”

***

Later that day, Charlotte found herself standing under giant oak trees with the spray bottle from the Potions are not us store in hand. “Ok, let’s see here. Apply the spray to the foliage you wish to protect. Effects are almost instantaneous. For the next fifteen years, any would-be trespassers will find themselves in a pickle as they come under the effect of the spray.

It is that simple.” She smiled. “It lasts for fifteen years? So, I guess paying a hundred bucks wasn’t that bad after all. That is a terrific deal.”

She looked around at the giant aging spruces around her. “Now then.

Where should I apply this first? Maybe I should start from the middle and work slowly outward.

That way, I would avoid accidentally spraying myself.” She laughed. “Like that is a possibility.” She held the bottle in the air. “Well, I better get to it.” She shivered as she pressed the trigger. “Hey, this stuff makes my body tingle.” She giggled.

For the next two hours, Charlotte carefully sprayed every tree. The fumes from the spray were disgusting at first, but over time she slowly grew to like them, even love them. She even felt a strange warmth spread throughout her body. Everything felt tingly as she walked from tree to tree, covering it in a protective coating.

“There.” She dropped the empty spray can to the ground. “That should do it.” Charlotte smiled. “That should help protect my lovely, lovely trees from those who would want to cut them down.” She took a deep breath. “Is it just me, or are things really getting hot.” She wiped the sweat from her face. “I think I need to lie down.”

Sliding down next to one of the giant trees, she sighed and looked up at the sun. “Maybe I should have brought some water with me. I think I’m feeling a bit. . . off today.” She shuddered. “Ohhh, my, I think I am going to head home and dip my toes into a nice cold bath. Yes, a nice cold bath is in order.”

As she stood up, the warmth that had been spreading throughout her body all day suddenly became overwhelming. “Ohhh.” She grabbed the side of the tree as her body tensed up. “Oh, my god. I feel very strange now.” She closed her eyes. “Ohhh.”

Charlotte took a deep breath as her clothing tightened around her chest. “What in the world?” She looked down and gasped as she watched her breasts slowly expand. “This. . . this can’t be happening.” She pushed herself away from the tree and touched her boobs.

“I must be dreaming.” She pinched her right breast. “Owww. Ohhhhh.”

She licked the inside of her lips. “Oh no. I’m not dreaming. I wouldn’t feel that good if I was.”

She shook her head. “Ok, snap out of it. Think. My breasts don’t just grow without reason.” She crossed her arms, squishing her breasts against her body. “What in the world could be causing this?” She moaned as her jacket became skin-tight. “I think I need to get this thing off. Fuck.” She unbuttoned her jacket. “There, that is better. My babies can breathe.” Charlotte breathed in the chill evening air. “Ahhh.”

She looked down and gasped as she realized her breasts were green. “What in the world?” She rubbed her boobs. “How? How can they be green? I mean, I don’t get how they can be the size of watermelons, but how can they be green?” Charlotte paced back and forth. “Ok, don’t panic. You have giant green swelling boobs. This is ok. This is fine.” She groaned as her bra strained against her body. “Ughh, they are getting heavy, though. I don’t think standing around here is going to help me any.” She smiled. “But it should does feel goooodd!”

Her nipples hardened as sweat dripped down her body.

Charlotte couldn’t take it anymore; she had to rub her breasts to deal with the tension flowing through her body. “Ohhh god!” She closed her eyes, not noticing the subtle growth affecting her entire body. “Ohh baby.” She giggled as she squeezed her boobs together. “I think I could get used to this.”

She winced as her butt ripped a hole in her pants. “Ughhh.” She turned around and finally noticed that she was growing. “But those were my good work pants.”

She giggled. “Ohh, I guess it’s fine.” Charlotte didn’t even care that more of her body was turning green. “I am sure I will find something to wear soon.” She sniffed the air. “Mhhh. Something sure does smell nice. Ohhhh.” She licked her lips. “I wonder what it could be?” Charlotte wiggled her green nose about. “Ohhh baby, it smells so divine. I just. . . Ohhh.”

As her pants ripped apart to reveal more of her body, she turned around and looked at a nearby tree. “Ohhh, I think I know what is putting off that divine smell.” She walked forward and pressed her breasts against the bark. “I. . .” She took a deep breath, not noticing the branches that were forming in her hair. “I never knew how lovely these trees smelled. I think I could get lost here. Ohhh.” She wiggled her butt. “Just the thought of staying out here is just so. . . so. . .”

Her mind snapped into reality as an apple fell in front of her. “Huh?” Charlotte bent forward. “That is strange. Apples don’t grow around here. I wonder where this came from.” Shrrrippp.  Her cheeks turned bright red as she realized she had snapped her panties clear off her body. “Oh shit. Oopsie.” She rubbed her rear end. “Shesh, I do wonder how I am going to find clothing in my size now.” Another apple fell in front of her. “Where are these things coming from?”

She looked up and gasped. “Oh my!” Her hair ballooned into a tangle of branches and fauna. Massive broad leaves grew out of her head and towards the sky while big juicy apples sprouted from her branches. “What in the world is happening?” She reached up and plucked one of the apples from her hair. “Hmm, I wonder.” She took a bite. “Mhhmmm.

This is soo good.” She shivered as her bra snapped apart. “I grow good apples, that is for sure.”

Charlotte looked up and sighed. “Maybe I should get out of here. My hair is starting to look like the other trees. I am having a hard time telling where the trees around me end, and my hair begins.” She giggled as the branches of the nearby tree tickled her own. “Hehehe. Besides, if I am growing apples out of my hair now, I should head back to the city and capitalize on this. Ouffff.”

She tried to move but found that her feet wouldn’t obey her commands. “What is going on now?” She looked down to see her feet had dug into the ground, and massive roots had snaked out from her legs. “Huh? How did I not notice this happening sooner?” She shook her head. “I think I would have noticed turning into a gigantic tree before now.” She winced as her entire body started to harden. “Ohhh god.” She moaned. “That feels good. . .” She blinked her eyes as her hands rubbed her rock-hard nipples. “No. I’m turning into a tree. Ohhhh!”

She rubbed her breasts. “I can feel my body hardening by the second. Ohhhh.

And it feels so good. So hard and pleasant.” Bark formed on her legs.

Charlotte took a deep breath. “I know what happened.” Branches sprouted out of her arms. “I inhaled the spray I used on my lovely trees. I am growing to become part of the forest.” She took a deep breath. “I am growing to become one of my babies. Ohhhhh.” Her ass hardened into place. “I will help protect this forest and give those nasty loggers a surprise.” She giggled as she rubbed her boobs for the last time before her arms stretched out to the side, growing into massive branches. “They will regret coming into my forest, for if they do, I will change them into one of my children.” She took a deep breath as more and more of her body became covered by tree bark. “This was the best—

With a smile on her face, Charlotte’s body became still. Yet despite her inability to move, she was as alive as ever, enjoying the new sensations of her body and reveling in the endless joy that vibrated throughout her being. For the first time in her life, she was more than happy; she was in a state of pure bliss.

***

Pamela shrugged her shoulders as she walked through the forest. “That is strange. We haven’t seen that crazy tree-hugging woman all day.”

Johnson laughed. “Maybe she finally realized she can’t stop us.”

Pamela rolled her eyes. “I wouldn’t doubt that. I think there is something. . .” Her eyes widened. “Oh my god!” They came to a stop in front of a gigantic tree that was unlike any other in the forest. “Johnson, will you look at that?” She turned her head. “And when I say look at that, I don’t mean look at the tree’s suggestive features.”

He laughed. “Well, what do you want me to do? It is some kind of woman-looking tree with giant breasts and an ass. Am I not allowed to look?”

Pamela sighed. “I didn’t pull you all the way out here to stare at tree women.” She sighed. “Look, what are we going to do with this thing?”

“Cut it down like all the rest? Why is that such a big deal?”

She crossed her arms. “What do you mean? Look at this thing. Have you ever seen a tree like this before? We could be rich off of something like this. Imagine if we dug it up and took it someplace important.”

“I don’t know.”

“Well, of course, you don’t know. It is because you don’t think.” Pamela looked up at the strange-looking tree. “Well, all I do know is this is no longer going to be a simple operation of cutting down trees for an apartment complex. We have a thing of beauty on our hands.” She turned and narrowed her amber eyes at Johnson. “So, let’s head back and figure out what we want to do with this thing.” She turned around. “Come on.”

He shrugged. “If you say so.” He picked up one of the apples off of the ground. “I’m taking this with me, though.”

“Fine, fine.” She sighed. “It isn’t like one apple will kill us.”