A BIG Job - Chapter 13

Chapter 13

How does it feel to go through a noticeable height expansion? Well, you can ask Angela, she’ll tell you it feels amazing!

while she was taking a shower, she could feel the new curves on her body, her larger shape. Her bosom felt heavier and her butt felt massive! She loved it!

She took a moment to see her reflection in the mirror, her body only covered by her towel, but she was more than happy to move it away and get a full view of her sensuous shape. The full-length mirror was enough to capture her entire body, but it was starting to feel a little small.

Her legs seemed so long, and so much thicker! So plump, so firm, so fleshy! Her now statuesque body made her feel amazing! Outstanding! Impressive! All eyes will fall on her, anywhere she goes. Who’ll miss a 6´1” beauty like her? With such juicy thighs, an even juicier butt, and breasts that bounce sensuously when she walks.

No one would miss her, but maybe she doesn’t like all that attention…

“Angela?” Her boss called. As soon as she entered the office, her boss was waiting for her. Standing at 6´6”, Mrs. Casswell was still a good deal taller than Angela, but not for much.

She suspected something was going on, she felt her jealousy when Angela noticed Gertrude was taller, she could smell the envy in the air. It was obvious that she was going to take some action, and she knew very well what she was going to do. Now, as she noticed a much taller Angela walking into the office, it was obvious why she wanted to leave earlier yesterday.

“Yes, boss?” Angela already knows what this will be all about. She could hear it in her voice.

“Can you come to my office? I’d like to have a chat with you.” Yes, that’s the outcome she was expecting.

Someone was in trouble…

Way back, when Angela first met Mrs. Casswell, she seemed like a huge woman to her. She stood at 6´2” and her body was as impressive as her cheering height. At that time, Angela was 5´6”, eight-inches shorter than her boss. Now, things are very different.

The boss doesn’t seem that tall anymore. Angela was almost as tall as Mrs. Caswell was back then, only an inch shorter. And now, after her recent growth spurt, that eight-inch height difference has been cut down to four-inches. 

Angela was greedy, Mrs. Caswell knows that if she doesn’t do anything now, there’s a big chance she’ll try to take advantage of this. If Angela becomes taller than her, everyone will start asking questions. The one person who concerned her was Ron. It’ll be obvious to him, and on top of that, he’ll shrink too!

There would be no way he can’t see the changes by himself if Angela keeps taking his height. How short was he now? Angela should know.

—

“Now, Angela, what have you been doing?” Mrs. Caswell asked, looking at Angela with a not so happy look.

“Like… at the gym? Well, I’ve been doing cardio, squats, and…” did she seriously think that’s what she meant?

“Angela, you know what I’m talking about. Did you take Ron for a… night out?” The boss asked.

“Yes, the other day, but we just, you know, had dinner. He fell asleep at my place, we didn’t…” Angela started, Mrs. Caswell didn’t like to repeat herself so many times.

“Angela! Yesterday! I mean yesterday! You can’t fool me, I can see you’re much taller!” angela swallowed.

They should not take advantage of the rapid growth after sex, more specifically, they should not have sex with Ron. It puts the whole secret in danger!

“This isn’t fair! G-Gertrude also had sex with him!” Angela argued.

“Yes, but that was before we knew about this side-effect of the spell. You, on the other hand, didn’t I warn all of you that this could happen? You were told not to, and still, you went behind everyone’s back to do so! How dumb do you think we are? Did you seriously think we were not going to notice? You’re 6´1”!” Mrs. Caswell was really angry.

“I… good guess, how did you know?” Angela asked, trying to soften her bad mood.

“Honey, I’m a witch. Now, before you try and change this conversation, which I will never allow you to. Tell me, how tall is Ron now?” This was what truly mattered to the boss, to find out about Ron…

—

While Mrs. Caswell and Angela were having a chat, Ron was sleeping at his department.

His height, fortunately, was not as affected as the ladies height. Angela grew about three-inches last night, but he only shrank one.

This could not keep happening, Mrs. Caswell needs to find a way to stop this. She’s love it if she could know everyone’s good to be trusted, but they are not!

Either because of the power of the spell or their desires to grow, each one has an easy time seducing Ron. The poor man has fallen in love with them all. Even when it’s not as strong, it becomes stronger during sex. His mind’s focused on the ladies at the office, he feels intoxicated by them, attracted to them, and the most subtle of teases could drive his luscious mind into ecstasy.

Now, he obviously can’t be trusted to stay away from them. Even something as simple as a wink could push him towards lust. This was all of the ladies’ responsibility, but they cannot be fully trusted. Everyone at the office wants the same thing, to become bigger, more imposing, sexier even. They could all try and take the easy way.

Whether it is because they want to be curvier, sexier, taller or just to grow, they could all fall for their own desires and take the shot.

Ron was lying on his couch, still asleep. He was probably going to be there for a few more hours.

His life has changed, he’s now the source of size for all of the ladies at the office. What it takes the most are his energies, drained as a consequence of the spell, given to them so that they can get bigger. But there was also another thing, he was loosing height.

Right now, as he lies there, he has gone down to 5´10”, last night he was 5´11”; and he stood at 6´ when he first started working.

Now, a single inch shouldn’t be that much of a difference, he could go through the rest of his life without noticing, and when he did, he could’ve blamed it all on the spine’s compression. But two inches? That’s more than enough. Will he be able to put a finger to it? 

—

There was a new rule at the office, no one can have sex with Ron! Their whole plan would be put in danger, he could know, he could notice.

Since he was not at the office, Mrs. Caswell called for a meeting to address this issue. Not everyone was satisfied.

“But… what if, I don’t know, it just happens? Maybe we’re, I don’t know, drunk?” Angela started.

“Please, Angela, stop trying to find excuses. There will be no alcohol at this office, and none of you are allowed to be at his place, or for him to be at yours, understood?” Mrs. Caswell said.

“I mean, sounds fair, since some of us can’t control our urges…” Miranda said, looking at the two ladies who have had sex with him. Yes, 6´1” Angela and 5’10” Gertrude. “but why should we all be punished? Not that I want to be with him, don’t get me wrong. But, couldn’t you just cast another spell on him? Like, I don’t know, erase his memory? Make him believe he’s always been that tall and not that he shrank?” 

“It’s not as easy. Those spells are very specific, we would rewrite all of his memories from when he knew about his height, his whole perspective of things, it’s hard, but… maybe I can find a way to stop this shrinking of his.” Mrs. Caswell said.

“Wonderful! Not because I want to have sex with him, but poor Ron. He shouldn’t shrink, that makes me feel mean.” Gertrude declared.

“Yeah, sure. If you feel so bad why don’t you give him his height back?” Angela injected.

“That’s not possible. Is it? It wouldn’t… sex wouldn’t be the answer, right? It’s… does it depend on who’s on top?” Gertrude naively asked.

“No. Sex is not the answer. Now, Angela, can you stop with those types of comments towards Gertrude? It’s obvious you’re jealous because she had the first major spurt.” Mrs. Caswell said.

“Fine. So, what are we going to do?” Angela asked.

“The same we’ve done, pretend everything’s the same. Deny any change if he asks. In the meantime, I’ll look for a way to stop his shrinking without affecting our growth.” It’s obvious they want more of him.

Sex with him was not like any other sex, it felt better, deeper, more intimate. Both Angela and Gertrude will feel the urge for that same kind of sex soon, she must fix this before another accident takes place.

—

“I don’t get it, Ron’s the stupid one and we all have to pay the consequences?” Miranda said as she was chatting with Gertrude in the office room.

“Come on, he’s not stupid. I think he’s lovely. Besides, we had no consequences, it was more like a warning.” Gertrude declared.

“And why do we need to be warned? He’s the one who shrinks, although he doesn’t know… doesn’t matter. How hard is it not to have sex with a co-worker? Isn’t that common sense? Regular office rules?” Miranda asked, she was really upset because of the new rules. They were Ron-oriented. All because of him. She doesn’t think he deserves that much attention.

If you asked her, he should’ve been imprisoned at the office and their source of growth, no need to take that much care of him or keep his needs in mind. But Mrs. Caswell made it very clear, this way it’s less suspicious, not only for him but for the rest of the people. This way they keep a low profile.

“Miranda, why are you so mad? Is it because of Ron? He hasn’t done anything wrong.” Gertrude said.

“It’s not him! It’s… all men! They are all the same.” Miranda was the kind of lady who was doing this only to get much bigger than any man. To be imposing and stand taller than them, to intimidate and make them stay away. Simple. She has no idea why men are the ones who are, in average, taller; it should be women!

“Please, he’s sweet, just give him a chance.” Gertrude said.

No chance, Miranda just went back to work on her computer and that’s the end of this conversation.

—

When Ron was back to work, he just followed his same path. Greet Angela, in the hopes that she gave him a hint of anything, and when she didn’t, he just came back to his desk.

He greeted the other ladies at the office and logged into his computer. While he was at it, he was wondering what was the deal with Angela. Does she like him or not? Does she hate him? Maybe it was obvious when she carried him home and left him on the couch.

How did she do that? He has no idea, but it’s easy to tell she didn’t want him at her place. Is it because he fell asleep the last time? Maybe she’s still mad about it? Angela gave him no hopes, and he was feeling down, visibly down.

While Miranda didn’t care at all  for him, except for the fact that he’s unproductive, Gertrude’s a bit softer.

she wonders what’s going on with him. Poor Ron, why was he so concerned? Was it because he figured out about his height? Was he worried about the shrinking? If he was, maybe she should ask? He might need a friend, they are friends, right? Well, lovers? No, the boss said no. But that doesn’t mean she can’t help him.

After all, he’s helped her very much. Gertrude feels so good nowadays. Standing at 5´10” and with a much sexier body, maybe she can return the favor to him? There’s nothing wrong with hanging out with him out of the office, right? The boss said, no sex with him, but a friends’ date is not sex, right?

—

Long story short, Gertrude invited him to a special place for her. A nice coffee shop downtown. He agreed, she felt so good to see the shining in his eyes, hope, it was hope! It was nice to help him. But there was a little problem, how are they supposed to hang out if he’s not supposed to see her true size?

They are the same height! Both of them standing at 5’10”, he’ll be suspicious! But she had already invited him, it’ll make him feel even worse if she cancels on him. Maybe… she can pretend she’s always been this tall? Of course, no heels.

The date was not set for that same day, it was something to help him get through the week without feeling so sad. Angela has been acting so distant with him, that was his main concern And Miranda has never given him a chance, poor Ron, he must feel as if he had no single friend at the office. But Gertrude will he his friend.

Now, the wait was… not as good as it should be. To hang out on the weekend was one thing pretty common, but the problem was… growth. She will grow during the week, won’t she?

—

He has no car, but she does. She picked him up and they were heading to the coffee shop. 

Ron was trying to make some small talk, remembering not to say anything lusty, this was just a date. Was it? Gertrude’s the other lady at the office he had sex with. Maybe… she wanted some more sex? Whatever this was, a real date or just office friends hanging out, he will not say anything luscious, unless she does. Until then, he’ll try to make some platonic small talk.

“So, wow, Gertrude, have you been working out? You look great!” There’s a very remarkable difference between the way she looks now and how she did when he first met her. Plus some inches i height.

“Why, thank you! I’ve been… on a diet.” Not true, but this is the lie she’ll go with.

“Well, it’s working, you look fantastic! I could even say you look taller, haha.” He joked. A part of him knowing this could be true.

She looks very different, even younger! And on top of that, she looks sexier. He can tell her bosom looks bigger, and the way her thighs spread over the car’s seat, it teases him. This are an example of the things he should not be thinking. It’s hard not to feel lusty with such a hot woman next to him. But he was still listening to what she said.

“What?! Me? No! I… insoles! I’ve been wearing insoles, that’s it. Even if you can’t tell…” she was speaking too fast and a little nervous, which was suspicious, but he’ll let it slide. After all, he’s also kind of nervous.

Was it… sexual tension?

The rest of the ride was the same, a little talk here and there. He was curious why she was so nervous. Was it her height? He ignored it, that’s until they hopped off the car.

He wanted to be kind, to show some appreciation for her picking him up, so he rushed to her car’s door and got it for him. When she got off, his jaw almost drops.

“Thank you, honey. That’s so sweet of you…” she got off the car and stood up. And rose higher and higher. Wasn’t she much shorter than him? Why was he looking up at her?

Gertrude stands at 5´11”, a whole inch taller than him. This was a complete revelation to him. He had no idea what to say.

“Insoles! Remember…” she giggled. “So good that they are almost… imperceptible… Now, come! Let’s get to a table.” He nodded and followed.

He closed the car’s door for her, and took a quick glimpse of her.

She’s looking so sexy. Wearing a loose top, which was not fitting so loose before; however, her growth has made the t-shirt much shorter, showing off her butt. Her yoga pants were tight over her plump legs, they have gotten so long and firm lately, but his main attention was on her butt.

It was big, juicy, and wide! So firm, so round. He had to shake his head to come back to his senses. This was not sexual, at least it was not meant to be. They are supposed to get some coffee and some chatting. But, will this date end there? Or is there going to be more?

He was open to anything, Gertrude was so hot, and so tall? He’s 6´, she looks as if she was 6´1”! Certainly a tall woman, but she said those were insoles. They must be amazingly designed because her yoga pants hide nothing and her shoes seem too low. Where were those insoles in? Could there be something more going on?

He has noticed a few other differences. Mostly in his perspective. Was he not walking straight enough? Or was there something wrong with him? Maybe he could talk about this with Gertrude. But, seriously, he needs to check on himself.

Was this a health issue? He’s been skipping meals, losing weight was one thing, but height? He needs a check-up. Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to come here the only day he doesn’t feel energy-drained or sleepy.

Ron’s already suspicious. Is the end of this coming soon? All he needs is a tape measure. Hopefully, Gertrude can help him forget…