This story is about a woman expanding in her office.
The subtext depicts narration while the normal text is Dialogue/Whitney's POV
Whitney is your average citizen. She works hard, and gets her job done. When she lands a promotion, her first day of work isn't what it seems due to a new drug called "Pain Away"
Whitney approached the entrance of the building she worked at with a new confidence. Straightening out the non-existing lines in the front of her blouse, she nervously inhaled deeply and then slowly exhaled in a meditative way. She read the letters over and over on her name tag: "Whitney Jones Branch Executive. Today was the first day of the rest of her life and the pressure was starting to get to her.
I had mixed emotions when I stepped into my office this morning. My cheeks burned with nervous warmth and my stomach was tied into a million of unforgiving knots. I had been with this company for many years now, slowly making my way up through the ranks and into the upper management level until finally, the break I had been waiting for happened. My boss, Mr. Thompson dies, rest his soul. Well, he doesn't just kick the bucket, he does it just weeks before the "Bull'z Eye" retail stores in California have their annual Executive roundup and now I am representing our chain!
"Bull'z Eye" isn't your ordinary Household needs supplier. No, we strive for perfection. With our slogan being: "Bull'z Eye. We hit your needs on target." We must live up to it and I indeed plan on doing so as the new Branch Executive. I just wish this head ache would go away, but I know it is just stress related and part of the job.
"Whitney Jones? I am Bryce Watson. Pleased to meet you." A voice at the door way called into the office, breaking the silence and startling me. I nearly jumped at the handsome brown haired man in the door way until he started to look familiar. I knew who he was.
"Oh. I am sorry! You must be Mr. Thompson's private assistant? "
"Yes call me Bryce. It is unfortunate what happened to him, however he hired me for a six month period and I have only completed four of those months. I am here to assist you when you need me." He gave a polite smile and dropped some papers onto the desk for me to sign for approval. "The meeting is going to be held in the civic auditorium at 3:00pm. I have you penciled in at 3:45 to give your speech on customer loyalty. You have your copy of the speech right? Certainly you have been practicing these past two weeks on your speech deliverance. Your promotion shouldn't have been a complete surprise; after all you were the most qualified person after Mr. Thompson." He looked up from his note book scheduler with concern on his face. I didn't like his concerned expression, it made me nervous. Immediately feeling my head get tight, I felt my head ache grow.
"Yes Bryce. I am not worried on my speech, I am more worried on this continuing headache!" Before I knew it, my hands were at the temples of my forehead and I started to massage it gingerly to ease the throbbing ache.
"I can run to the pharmacy to get you some Painkillers if you would like, Whitney." Bryce said to me.
"That sounds great!" I couldn't help but show my excitement. The privilege of having a personal assistant was already starting to show its rewards and I haven't even been at work an hour!
"They have this new brand out. It is supposed to manage your pain effectively and raise more awareness in your body. Kind of like an energy drink."
"Sounds interesting. Can you pick me up one of those? And a water?" I bit my tongue. I hope I didn't sound too demanding my first day as the Branch Executive. I would hate to be hated so early in my career!
"No problem Whitney." My face turned red as I stared at him leave for my errand. How kind of Bryce for offering to get me some Aspirin. Well, back to work I go
Whitney got the pleasantries out of the way and got right down to business.
After taking the medicine retrieved for her by Bryce she steadily began sipping her water whilst her and Bryce began to talk. They were discussing sales figures in her division over the past quarter and Bryce was answering her in autopilot, all the while taking in every feature of this beautiful woman sitting across from him. He put her at about thirty; long slim legs disappeared under a form fitting khaki pant. The outline of her hips said that she was in good shape and her trim waist told him that she possibly worked out in the gym.
Whitney was squirming in her seat as she spoke to him, perhaps a habit or maybe she felt uneasy in his presence. She felt claustrophobic and as if her office was really small. She continued to drink the water, only to think that it was her nerves getting the best of her. From curiosity she reached into her desk and pulled out the medicine she just acquired. "Pain Away" was the name of the drug. She typed it into a search engine online and clicked the first article.
Pain Away is our name and boosting energy is our game! This highly effective pain and fever reducer is brought to you by
Uninterested by the first article, she clicked the back button and clicked onto the next article.
I once used this medication and suffered extreme side effects
Whitney bit her lip in fear and read on. some side effects included dry mouth, sleepiness and hallucinations
Her stomach churned with fear however quickly calmed down when she realized that she had felt none of those symptoms. She quickly came to the conclusion that her uneasy demeanor was brought upon first day jitters. She sighed deeply and put her head into her arms. She closed her eyes and focused on the ticking of the clock. Soon she will be giving her first major speech.
However, something started to happen to Whitney. The effect of the medicine seemed instantaneous. Whitney felt a surge of power shoot through her entire body. She felt strong and as if she can take on any challenge. She blew past the first stack of papers like it was nothing. All though her body began to feel interestingly tingly all over, she continued to take advantage of her sudden burst of adrenaline.
All was great until she looked down and was astonished to see herself growing out of her clothes. The once modest red blouse she sported for work busted open. Each of the buttons blew off and shot at the walls like little pellet guns. Some delicate buttons flung across the room and cracked a hole into the fish tank. Water began to leak the carpet floor but that was the least of Whitney's problems. It would take hours for the tank to drain and ruin the carpet.
She looked over at a mirror in panic. She was amazed to see how big she seemed to grow. Layer upon layer of thick, massive new muscle and flesh were sprouting up all over her body and morphed her. It seemed as if her flesh and muscles were growing right on top of each other, thus having her grow into tremendous proportions and fill her already small office up.
She seemed to be growing three feet a second, rapidly bursting through her desk chair and passing 9 feet tall easily. Whitney was at the point she had to start crouching, for her head would hit the ceiling. Her breasts began growing to proportion to her newly immense body. Whitney's black ink pen leaked on stray envelopes as the sheer panic and amazement made her snap her pen.
She watched her small white bra get sucked into her growing flesh as these large breast swelled into creation. They squeezed against each other hopelessly as they morphed into monster sized pounds of lady fun.
Her nipples, once petite and about the size of chocolate chips, were now large and protruding. She tried to cover her exposure on top, but to no avail her pants started to shred and expose her barely there panties. The pants lost hold when her thighs and ass expanded to fit the rest of her body. She just continued to grow and grow. Her office really now was the cramped box she made fun of to her friends.
"This just cannot be happening!" was all that Whitney could think of. She needed to get her business papers signed and ready for the meeting that afternoon also, she needed her speech polished up to make sure it is sufficient. None of that was possible, for her papers where all trapped beneath her! She tried to look down in front of her for her paper work. Even if she wasn't ready for her meeting, she had to have those papers done in time. She looked down but her cleavage was in her vision. She smiled and giggled to herself because she always wanted to have massive breast. Now she got what she wanted.
"Damn this crazy medicine!" Was all I can whisper to myself as I tried to keep myself quiet. "I cannot let anyone see me like this. When Bryce comes back, I will send him on a mundane errand to make sure I am alone
*Knocking at the door*
My heart nearly leaped out of my chest.
"Yes?" I called out unconfidently.
"It's me Bryce. Why is the door locked? Everything ok?"
"Yes. I just uhh
can you run down to the copy room and create a copy of the presentation so the other officials can read along at their own pace?" I was proud of myself for coming up with a flawless excuse to solitude. "I am thinking around 200 copies." I pinched my eyes closed in sadness when the silence on the other end gave evidence of Bryce disappointment to his task.
"Anything else? Shall I pick up your dry cleaning?" His joke had a harsh sting. But I deserved it. I heard his footsteps walk away and I sighed deeply. Bad Idea! My panties popped at the shift of my body weight. Now I was completely naked and HUGE.
She began to feel herself deflate. As if she was holding her breath for a long time, she felt her body shed and become light again with her actual weight. All the muscle that had formed shrank down. Her breast that protruded now deflated into the petite breast that she originally had. She seemed to be at her normal size however she was not in the clear. She was still completely naked.
Trying to be quiet and stealth, Whitney stepped foot out of her office. The air was more humid outside because the hallway didn't have air conditioning. Combine that with her nervousness, Whitney began to sweat. She didn't want to get caught naked at work, but she had to look for clothing!
Hope flickered in her eyes as she read the sign to the storage room. Certainly the storage closet of all places would have spare clothing. After having checked through multiple boxes and bags for an extra work uniform, Whitney came across a pack. Small.
"Things are finally looking up for me", she thought. "Small, this is just my size!" She started to put on the uniform right there in the closet. She had difficulties with the pants. They didn't seem to go around her thighs as easy as she recalled a size small doing so. After struggling and wiggling into the pants, she began to put on her shirt. Even though she didn't have a bra she was still thankful.
When she put the blouse on, to her disappointment it did not fit. Her breast seemed to stretch the front of the top and make the buttons force the garment open to expose her cleavage. "Oh no!" She thought in dismay at the unfitting clothes. "I don't think I shrank down to my natural size!" She poked her exposed stomach. Her small top didn't cover her stomach. Her khaki pants that were normally more form fitting now were cut off capri pants that hugged tightly at her calves. Her ass crack peaked up from the top and her tramp stamp area was a view for all to see. In the front, her pants dipped really low and exposed the top of her smooth pussy. She was very pleased with herself for having shaved that morning, or else her situation would be a bit more embarrassing.
Her heart was beating fast as the auditorium began to fill. Everyone was looking at her funny. Some was looking at her with lust because of her exposed cleavage and midriff. The thought kind of excited her. Bryce came just in time to distribute copies of Whitney's presentation to the arriving members. He looked at her funny and questioned her change of appearance.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." She said to him and giggled nervously.
Her nipples began to poke out because of the cold atmosphere. Also combined with the thought of all those eyes staring at her was adding on to the hardening of her nipple. One guy winked at her!
"All right everyone, settle down now." She said to quiet the people for her speech. She motioned with her hands. Bad idea! While she was motioning for her colleagues to sit in listen, her jiggling breast launched a button across the auditorium and against a wall. She blushed deeply and tried to continue and ignore the whispers and giggles. "I would like to thank you all for coming
" Her thought ended at the word coming. It aroused her. She couldn't think of anything else but "cumming" She felt her body start to tingle again as if she were going to grow. "Oh no not again
"She mumbled to herself as her vision blurred and she felt her body increase in width and length.
Looking at everyone watch her slowly getting bigger, her muscles started stretching the fabric of her clothing. They all gasped, not believing that this was happening. She had soon grown to the height of 6'3", and her muscles and flesh were growing rapidly. She felt her uniform creeping up her ass, as her thighs sprouted newly-formed muscle and meat all over them. She winced at the feeling of the fabric rubbing against her pussy because she had no panties.
Her calves had become heart-shaped beauties that looked to be close to 17 inches and her breast was large, bulbous rounds of sexy womanhood. She tensed her powerful new legs, marveling at their awesome size. The crowd marveled as well because she got a few shocked gasps as she flexed. She began looking at her arms because they ripped her red shirt to shreds in the growing process. Her shoulders and back had grown too big to believe. Her breasts tore through the front of her helpless shirt, exposing them for everyone's delight and leaving her completely topless. She continued growing until she was looking down on everyone and nearly filling the auditorium, reaching 275 feet in height.
She fondled her new breasts, moaning with pleasure. Their sheer size turned her on immensely. "So this is what it's like to be big and powerful. What a feeling!" She thought. "I love my new job and the power I have!"
Everyone was staring at her. This excited her. The judging whispers and comments excited her. Licking her finger she reached down and traced the length of her excited pussy. This prompted her to pick up her left breast and bring it to her mouth and flick her tongue out licking the hardening bud of her nipple. Desire consumed her as she drew it into her mouth sucking at it, willing it to expand and fill with blood. Letting it fall from her lips she did the same to her other breast, loving the sight as her nipples engorged becoming rock hard. She reached down to take each between her fingers rolling and pinching them sending a bolt of electricity straight to her shaved sex mound.
"What a dirty girl I am." she thought, as she began to work a finger in and out of her slippery hole. She zoned out and it was only her on the stage now as she masturbated her overly juicy pussy. With a final thrust she drove her finger up inside her, as the juice of lust broke free from deep inside her pussy. She thrashed about on the stage driving the finger like a cock in and out until with a shudder of satisfaction she relaxed. The voices in the auditorium were louder as they discussed what just happened. Some people approved and nodded. Some clapped in encore and some stared wide eyed and shocked at how bold Whitney was. Whitney starred back at the auditorium full of people. She surely did not expect a first day like this.