Special Vitamins (Pill 4)

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You can expect alternate updates on both Class Project and Special Vitamins each Sunday, at least for a while.

Special Vitamins (Pill 4)

“Sweetie, Annie, why don’t you let me buy you a few new blouses? Most of yours show too much of your new… chest. I know you like your body, but you could still look very pretty and be modest at the same time.”

It was a frequent point of argument ever since Ann had been transformed. Her mom kept insisting she should change her dressing style, and she asked about it every few days whenever she was distracted, like today as the family drove in their car.

“I don’t see the problem, mom. I have boobs like any other woman, and most of them, including you, show cleavage. Maybe mine are bigger than most, but I won’t feel ashamed by them.”

“It’s just… maybe they’re too big, they attract much attention. Don’t you think so, dear?” she asked her husband.

Ann’s dad grunted. He had tried to keep out of that discussion from the start.

“I think dad understands,” said Ann quickly trying to put him on her side. “After all, a lot of these clothes are from his sister and he’s was never bothered when Auntie used them. And her breasts are very big too.”

“Yes, but hers didn’t grow at 11, pumpkin” said her father trying to show his wife he wasn’t really siding with Ann.

“But I’m legally 21 now,” Ann reminded them. “I know you still see me like a kid, but you have to start to let that go. I feel like a woman now, and I need to do this kind of things to help me assert my new identity. And look at Melanie. She dresses however she wants too after her change too.”

She knew the Melanie argument wouldn’t help her, but the “identity” rubbish apparently worked, because her mom nodded silently.

Even if they were still wary about details such as her dressing, Ann had to admit they had started to give her more freedom than ever in the last few days. She often went out with them, such as now, so that she could wander on her own later to conduct business.

This time, she was about to give a very big leap.

“Mom, dad, I’ve been thinking about traveling out of the city for a few days.”

Her mother and father looked at each other before answering.

“By yourself.”

“Yeah, just a short trip. Would help me with… you know. My grown up identity.”

Ann knew they couldn’t tell her no, at least legally, but it was obvious they were worried.

“Where would you be going?” they asked after a while.

“I think I’m going upstate, just to experience real independence for the first time.” It was a lie. She was going to the coast, but then again she didn’t want to be tracked.

In the end they reluctantly went along with the idea. They had realized they needed to give her some wings if they wanted her to survive in the adult’s world any time soon.

The real purpose of her travel was to personally interview one promising client. Like with Adelaida, she had already made first virtual contact with a few candidates. But Sherry was the richest, so Ann thought she was her safest bet.

Ann was very convinced when she saw the sweet beach house her family owned. In fact, it was a whole private beach and it was all theirs. Of course, they had planned the meeting when Sherry was on her own at the house.

“Very nice place,” smiled Ann broadly as she walked towards her small client, looking very smug on her new two-piece swimsuit.

Ann’s body on display, Sherry eyed the goods that could be hers by a monetary price.

“I’ve got half your payment already. I’ll give you the other half later,” said the eager girl. She was 14, but she was diminutive, much smaller than even Ann had been at 11. No wonder she wanted her secret.

Half the payment was much better than Ann expected. This one would do fine.

“Perfect. We can strike a deal, then.”

“It has to go down today,” said Sherry quickly. “I’m rarely alone here.”

Ann wasn’t sure, but she nodded. This girl could pay almost instantly, which was something rare. And, after all, she had decided to stay and witness her clients’ transformations. She regretted missing Adelaida’s. It was riskier, but the incredible spectacle would be worth it.

“Let me bring you something,” said Sherry and she soon came back with two glasses full of iced tea.

They sat on the chairs in front of the sea.

“So it’s true that you’re a witch.”

“I am, and yes, I can change you.”

“I’m ready. I’m even wearing a large swimsuit under these clothes. Cast the spell.”

“I will, but I warn you it’ll feel really hot. Maybe you’re lucky you’re here. Drink up that tea and take a big splash on the beach. That’ll freshen you as you change. But stay on shallow waters, because the transformation can overwhelm you and I don’t want you to drown.”

Sherry gulped down her whole glass before running towards the shore. She hadn’t see that Ann had dissolved one of her special pills on the tea.

“This will be interesting,” thought Ann, who hadn’t witness any other transformation than her own.

It was really quite a sight. Not a minute after Sherry had entered the beach, Ann could see the girl shivering and the metamorphosis started. She gained height quite fast, which was evident by the way she kept rising above the water level. The womanly curves that natural puberty had negated her thus far exploded around her, and she was forced to throw away her overshirt, revealing the yellow bikini she had kept underneath. She had brought quite a big pair, but even so its integrity was threatened by her expanding figure.

Her hair grew long, as had happened to all the others, and her face gained a maturity that made Ann think she looked older than any of the previous subjects, maybe because Sherry was already the eldest in the bunch.

It seemed to Ann it was soon much more quickly than her own change, but maybe it was just because she wasn’t the one undergoing it directly.

Holding up her top in fear that it would burst, she stepped away from the water smiling slyly.

“That was quite the experience.” Her voice was deep, almost coarse.

“You look nice,” said Ann approvingly.

Sherry posed in front of her as an answer, and Ann caught sight of a piercing on her navel.

“Wow, you really prepared yourself!”

“Actually I had this before talking to you,” she admitted with a shy smile that let Ann see a shadow of the tiny girl she had just been. “I sneaked on my parents and got this a few weeks ago. I was hoping they would never find out, but I guess they’ll have more important things to worry about now.”

“Well, the authorities will turn you into a proper woman soon. You can do as you wish now.”

Sherry smiled again, this time unbashfully, and then started clumsily across the sand towards the house. Ann helped her, remembering how she had also struggled with her first movements in her grown body.

Ann waited on the garden while her new acquaintance went inside to dry herself and put on some clothes. Sherry emerged a short time later wearing a tight blue dress.

“It’s my mother’s,” she explained. “Thought I don’t think it’s supposed to show this much leg, or boobs. Then again, I’m about a head taller than she is, so this is the best I can do right now.”

“My mom barely reaches my chest, so I get you.”

The two preteens bonded over their expanded bodies for a while before Sherry brought the rest of the payment.

“I would love to keep talking to you, but my parents will return soon and I need to make this look like something unexpected. Thank you so much for what you’ve done for me.”

“Thank you,” said Ann, again counting her money.

The news of Sherry’s transformation took quite a long time before breaking to the public. Probably her rich parents had tried to cover up the story while she was examined, but eventually the existence of another victim of the curious aging syndrome was revealed. Panic spread again because this time, the girl was from a different city than the other three cases.

But, again owing to her family wealth, once her identity was out, she made quite a fuzz around the media. She was interviewed everywhere, and she was featured on the cover of an important magazine, dressing a magnificent white dress that showcased the effects of the pill quite well.

Ann didn’t hear personally from her until about two months after their meeting, when Sherry texted her a picture and a message.

It’s official. Just got my papers today. Thanks.

Ann smiled. Another satisfied customer.

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Class Project (Chapter 9)

Natalie and her mother spent quite a lot of time looking through the latter’s wardrobe. Natalie was definitely the right size to wear any of her mother’s clothes, but she didn’t want to wear just any one of them. She wanted something to reflect her new maturity. Her mother’s professional clothing definitely had a lot of appeal. She tried one of them on, which took a while to get all different articles in place. When she was finished, she was pretty satisfied with what she saw in the mirror.

There stood a young woman, professionally dressed and ready to be a part of society, but yet full of youthful allure. She thought about putting on more jewelry or makeup, but she wasn’t going on a date. She was going to work.

The Project actually encouraged parents to take their grown children to work to see how adults did their jobs, particularly parents who worked at Prescott Industries. Those who hadn’t been informed about the Project were told that some new interns were being shown around for the week. The fact that they were all in the same age group didn’t appear odd since young adults were often trying to intern at the company.

As Natalie walked there (she insisted in arriving separately), she thought she was very lucky. Most of the grown students were working as gofers, though some of them who had parents in higher positions in the company had better jobs. Natalie was going to be interning as her father’s personal secretary.

It was a relatively simple task, though Natalie had to be walked through the more advanced nuances by an experienced secretary. Fortunately, her workload was low for now, so Natalie wouldn’t have to worry about being swamped. She was sure she could become adjusted to this before the week was out.

Natalie was getting close to her lunch break when she heard someone approaching. She was busy at the moment so she didn’t pay attention. Then she heard a woman’s voice said, “Well, well, if it isn’t Ms. Smartypants?”

Natalie turned around to see a rather buxom woman in an expensive dress. She had bleached hair around a face that was beautiful but had a bit too much makeup for a workplace. If it wasn’t for her snide attitude, she’d be completely unrecognizable to Natalie.

“Brianna? Is that you?” asked Natalie.

“Ooh, you are a smart one,” said Brianna in a condescending tone, “None of the other kids were able to recognize me, but I had all those boys drooling over me.”

“I doubt all of them could have been that easily taken in,” said Natalie.

“You know how men go gaga over a lady with grace, beauty, and charm. They definitely can’t resist a woman with a pair like these,” said Brianna smugly as she hefted her large breasts.

Natalie gave her a look and said, “I suppose you would see yourself that way.”

“Oh, there’s no need to be envious. I suppose some men are willing to settle with women who have such small boobs,” said Brianna with more condescendence.

“My breasts are average sized and I can get along quite fine with them as such. I bet yours are constantly in the way of things,” said Natalie.

Brianna gave Natalie an annoyed look and said, “You better watch yourself. I’m my daddy’s right-hand woman for this week and I have the power to make work a lot harder for you.”

“Wow, his right-hand woman, huh? That must be a very difficult task. I don’t know how you could have found the free time to come over and belittle me,” said Natalie, her tone one of faux impressment as she looked dismissively at her rival over the high collar of the tan jacket she had put on.

Brianna gave her a smug smile and said, “Just a bit of practice before I’m running this company someday. I might consider hiring you someday.”

Natalie gave her a cautious look and asked, “You could?”

“Why yes. I mean, eventually the custodians retire and someone will have to take their place,” said Brianna before laughing at her own joke.

Natalie just rolled her eyes. She wasn’t surprised that Brianna made a joke at her expense, but whether or not Brianna had some actual power in this company now, it was not a good time to test that. She wouldn’t want to bring the wrath of Brianna down on her parents. “Nice one,” she just muttered.

“Yes, I know,” said Brianna, “But if you’re on your best behavior this week, I might get you another secretary job. Maybe make you my own personal secretary.”

“You would?” asked Natalie, not expecting a serious answer.

“Oh yes. I do need someone to manage my extremely busy schedule, handle the dozens of calls coming in, run errands for me, do all my paperwork for me, oversee the menial masses,” said Brianna.

“So…what would you be doing during your work hours?” asked Natalie.

“Oh, I suppose I’ll have to show up once and a while to encourage the workers and see around the meetings you can’t handle. But I’ll be able to relax all the time. After all, I will be running one of the richest chemical countries in the country,” said Brianna.

“I’m sure you’ll be an inspiration to thousands,” said Natalie.

“There, you see? That’s the perfect attitude an aide should have. Maybe I should get you started this week to see how well you do,” said Brianna.

“Uh, no thanks, I’ve already gotten a lot on my plate,” said Natalie quickly, “I’ve got so much work to do and I’ll be busy writing about the Project. I won’t have time for anything else.”

“Too bad,” said Brianna, “Oh well, I’ll be seeing you around.” With that, Brianna walked off.

Natalie gave a long sigh at that. It looked like age did nothing to temper Brianna’s spoiled attitude. Her looks certainly didn’t help. Natalie was a bit surprised that Brianna had developed like that. Natalie had seen a few photos of Mrs. Prescott and she wasn’t nearly as curvy as Brianna was. In fact, she looked a bit willowy. But the gene pool can deal wild cards sometimes. It could be that some of Mr. Prescott’s relatives had the right genes for a body like that.

Well, whatever Natalie would be doing for a career when she really grew up, it would NOT be working for Brianna. Natalie shuddered at the thought. She was very doubtful the heiress would improve with true age. Hopefully she’d get a bit more sensible and learn how to actually run a business. But that would do nothing to curb how mean she could be. Natalie pitied whoever would end up Brianna’s personal aide. Only someone who cared more about their pay than their self-respect would work that job.

But anyways, doing all this secretary work was a little tiring and it was already time for her lunch break. She walked out of the building, waiting for her father to come down. Natalie really hoped that she wouldn’t be having to deal with Brianna too often this week. She might be able to handle her about once a day, but she wasn’t sure if she could put up with her if she kept buzzing by and talking down at her. Even so, Natalie had built up skill in blocking out annoyances and she was pretty sure that was a useful adult skill. If Brianna was going to annoy her, Natalie will just have to tone her out.

Her thoughts drifted back to lunch. Her 22-years-old body had obviously developed a larger appetite than what she was used to have as a child. Natalie briefly wondered if she should watch what she ate while she was an adult. But then again, she couldn’t put on that much weight in only a week. Still, it was probably a good idea to start healthy eating habits. Hopefully, her dad will be able to take her to a place where she can enjoy an appropriate meal. She sat on the stairs as she waited for him.

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