Inspired Growth

Inspired Growth.

              “Well, I don’t like it!” Hailey threw the dress onto the bed.  “I don’t know why I hired you to make an outfit for me.  You don’t get me at all.”

              Jen rubbed the bridge of her nose.  “I am starting to wonder myself.  This is turning into a legit nightmare.”

              Hailey pointed at Jen.  “Look, if you want to earn this commission, you better produce something dazzling.  Something that will make me stand out!  I want this night to go perfectly.  I want to be the fucking star attraction.  Do you HEAR ME.”  She grabbed Jen and shook her.  “Now, do your fucking job right and stop giving me piss-poor products.”  She dropped Jen.  “I expect to see the world’s best dress by the time I get back from hanging out with my girlfriends.  That will be in two hours.”

              “Two hours!  That isn’t enough time to. . .”  She gulped as Hailey gave her an agitated look.  “I will have you a dress that will knock your socks off in two hours.  Don’t you worry.”

              “Good.”  She snorted.  “Now get to it.”  Hailey rushed out of the room.

              “God, how did I get a commission from such a brat?”  Jen snorted as she sat down.  “There is no way I am going to be able to get her dress done in time.  Unless. . .”  The thought sprang into her mind.  “No, it’s too much of a risk.  I. . . I don’t know if I want to go through with it.  But that brat.  She deserves it.”  Jen grasped her hands into fists.  “Even if I have to go through some unpleasantness myself.”  She opened the door and walked into the hallway.  “I thought the day would never come when I would stoop this low.  My mentor said I would do this someday, but I never believed her.”

              Jen made her way outside and to her car.  Inside was a small vial filled with blue liquid.  It was a unique dress-making formula that, if ingested, would turn the person into the dress of their dreams.  While it would be ironic to turn Hailey into the dress that she deserved to be, the formula had some other interesting properties.  It wasn’t permanent, and it was quite literally a dress of the drinker’s dreams.  So if Jen drank it with the intention of making the person who put her on grow or shrink well. . . that would be oh so divine.  Who would they blame as they try and take her off to stop it?  Jen wouldn’t be around in the sense they would understand.

              As she held the bottle in her hands, she gulped.  “I have never had to use this before, but this bitch. . . she just. . . I can’t stand her.  She said once I give her the dress she wants, she will send the money to my bank.”  Jen took a deep breath.  “Thankfully, this should give me enough time to get into the house before it takes effect.  Then. . . all bets are off.  I just hope I look appealing enough for Hailey to put me on.”  She unscrewed the cap.  “It is painful to mix a batch of this crap.  I don’t want to waste this stuff.”  Jen gulped down the contents, her face turning bright red as she did so.

              “God, this stuff tastes like. . . well, fabric.”  She didn’t stop until she finished the bottle, knowing she had to down the whole thing.  “Ugh.”  She wiped her lips.  “That was an experience.”  Jen turned around.  “I better hurry before the changes start happening.  I don’t want to get caught outside.”  She rushed back into the house, her body already starting to heat up.  She wondered what it would be like for her to change into a dress.  Her mentor described it as a euphoric experience.  Your body is worked in ways that you never felt before and pleasured at the same time.  She had wanted to try it out for the fun of it, but she was told only if she had to do it for business.

              Well, that day had come, and she hoped she was making the right decision.  She hoped this brat got what was coming to them.  As Jen stumbled up the stairs and back into the bedroom, her legs became weaker and weaker.  “Ughh.”  She moaned as she rubbed them, her body heating up.  “I. . . have to. . . make it.”

              She opened the door only to fall onto the floor, breathing heavily as she felt the potion take its full effect.  Her feet popped off her body as she rubbed her breasts.  “Ohhh fucking hell!”  Jen threw off her shirt.  “I feel so fucking good!”  She rubbed her boobs, feeling her nipples harden.  “My mentor always said this would be a wonderful feeling.  I never believed her.”  She fell onto her sides, her body no longer able to support itself.  “Oh god.  Ohhh fuck!”

              Jen’s body separated at the waist, and her legs slowly shortened.  Even though she was in parts, she could still feel what was happening to her.  Her hands quickly vanished into her arms, which then hollowed out into lovely sleaves with little snow-like laces.  Her boobs grew before flattening, her torso spreading and spreading outward to fill what was becoming her new dress.  Her head shrank, becoming the hole where Hailey would slip her head.

              As for her legs, they hardened into cute little leggings, one leg blue and the other white.  Her feet turned into heels, and with one last sigh, Jen fully flattened out onto the ground.  From all appearances, she was now just a cute dress outfit, but she was still conscious.  The moment Hailey put her own, Jen would breathe the other part of her wish into Hailey’s body, slowly making the woman grow bigger and bigger.  The longer Hailey wore her, the faster she would grow until it was too late, and Hailey was thoroughly embarrassed.  It was perfect.  Now, there was nothing to do but wait.

              ***

              About forty minutes later, Hailey returns, thrusting the door open.  “Okay, you better. . .”  She scans the room.  “Hey, where are you?”  She takes a step into the room before almost stepping on the dress lying on the floor.  “Huh?  What is this?”  She kneels down and picks up the dress.  “Hey, that bitch actually did something good for once.  Hmm.”  Hailey smiled.  “I better send her something for this.  I am in a bit of a rush.”  She giggled.  “I should have told her that I would have been back sooner than two hours, but eh, I think I got the work out of her that I needed.”

              Hailey tossed off her clothing so she could put on her new fancy outfit.  “And that shitty dressmaker also made sure to get out of town.  I like her.  The lady knows that she shouldn’t be around except when there is business to be done.  She knows her place.”  Hailey struck a pose in the mirror.  “Such a good woman.  I will send her money right away.”  She pulled out her phone.  “Still not enough for a tip.  Someone would have had to done their fucking work right the first time.”

              As Hailey spun around, she couldn’t help but feel a strange sensation wash over her; it was as if her new outfit was hugging her, warming her up.  “Wow, I love this already.”  She giggled.  “It really hugs you around the boobs and ass.  I better get going, though.  I have a party to attend.  They won’t have it if I don’t show up.”  She smiled.  “I will be the star after all.”  She pointed at the door.  “Onward.  To fame and glory.”

              Hailey quickly made her way outside, not noticing that the strange feeling rushing through her was steadily increasing by the second.  Her nipples became hard as they pressed against her dress.  “Thankfully, it’s just a short drive to the club.  Everyone will love this outfit.  They will love me!”  She started the engine.  “God, this outfit makes me feel so good.  So warm.”  She moaned as she rubbed her breasts.  “Ohhhhhhhh!”

              She blushed as she pulled out onto the street and quickly made her way to the club.  She was determined to show everyone just how great her dress was.  How great she was.  As she pulled into the parking lot, she shut off the engine and jumped out of her vehicle in one motion, even bonking her head on the car’s roof in the process.  “Oww.”  She shook her head, not realizing she had grown a few inches, her boobs already standing out a little.  “Fucking hell.”

              Hailey rushed towards the club, skipping the line.  The bouncer held his hand out.  “Hey.”

              She smirked at him, running her hand along his broad chest.  “Is there a problem?”  She moaned as her chest expanded.  “Hmm?”

              His cheeks turned bright red.  “Umm, go right in, miss.  Enjoy the club.”

              She smiled.  “I will.”  She hurried inside, still unaware of the changes happening to her body.  The music inside was loud, and the lights blinking in and out.  Hailey put her hands on her hips and walked straight into the middle of the dance floor.  “Hello.”

              People ignored her at first until she grew a few inches.  All eyes turned on her as she shook her hips, almost knocking someone down.  “I am here to bring this place even more alive.”  As she started to dance, people began to snicker.  Hailey’s hazel eyes narrowed.  “What in the world is so funny?”  Her ass swelled a few inches.  “Who are you laughing at?”

              A man pointed at her.  “You.”  He slapped her butt.  “You can’t stop growing.”

              She looked down, seeing her huge money-makers.  “Ahhhhh!”  She covered her boobs, but it only seemed to make the growth worse.  “What is happening?’  She moaned as her head hit the ceiling.  “Ahhh.”

              She tried to turn to exit, but it was too late.  She was already ten feet tall, and her growth was accelerating.  Not to mention, people were swarming around her, blowing her kisses and giggling at the fact of her sudden changes in size.  “Stop!”  She fell onto her hands and knees.  “This isn’t what I should be known for.  I. . . am not here to be you. . . ughhh. . . stop it!”  Her cheeks were bright red.  “I need to stop growing.  Why is this dress sooo fucking tight!”

              Hailey began tearing at the dress, trying to get it off her.  “It’s this fucking thing’s fault that I am growing.”  She didn’t care who heard her.  She didn’t care if they thought she was crazy.  She just wanted to stop growing.  “I. . . guhhh.”  But the dress was skintight, and the shoes did not want to leave her body.  She became Bigger and bigger, knocking people over as her back pressed against the club’s ceiling.  “Ughhhhhh!”

              People began to take the hint that something was wrong and ran for the exit.  Hailey tried to join them but she was just too massive, nor was her dress helping any.  As she crawled along the ground, the fabric caused her to slip and become tangled in a mess of cloth and limbs.  “Let me out of here!”  She moaned as her boobs pressed tightly against her arms and the wall.  “I. . . ughhh. . .”  She took a deep breath, feeling her ass push some of the tables further and further towards the other wall.  “Why won’t it stop.  I can’t even move anymore.  Make it stop!”

              Then, all of a sudden, it did.  Hailey looked around, her eyes asking for some kind of explanation, but nothing came.  Still, she was stuck tight.  Her shoulders were pinned between the roof and the floor, and the dress held her in a tangled web.  “I.  . . fucking hell.  Someone help.  If anyone gets me out of this mess, I will repay them.”  She moaned.  “I. . . ughhhh.”

              From within the twisted fabric, Jen could only laugh.  She was bringing this giant bitch to her knees, and every moment of embarrassment would be music to her ears.  “Yes, squirm.  Squirm.  You are not going anywhere anytime soon.”  The fabric tightened as Jen did her best to laugh.