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Potion Blunders part 2 rough draft
🕑 Added 2022-12-20 06:29:15 +0000 UTCPotion Blunders Part 2
Beth moaned as she looked at her email. As punishment for your ebassiming screw up with the trial run for selling your first potion you are to give your customor the product that they truly desired. But instead of bringing it over to them and just handing it to them you are to ingest the potion yourself and showcase it to the business lady first hand. Maybe this way you can learn to do your job at Potion’s R Us right. I am sorry it has come to this but this is how you will learn. You won’t take over the store if you don’t learn the hard way. You will thank me one day Beth.
Mr. Gongsel.
As she shut down her computer she slammed her right hand on the table. “This is just dumb. I was supposed to hang out with Dex today. It is the holiday season and he has some time off from collage. I don’t want to sqander it doing work for Mr. Gongsel.” She moaned. “Especially turning into a giant blueberry to market my store. Ughh. Of all the things that could happen to me.”
As she stood up her land line rang. “What now. Please tell me that isn’t my boss trying to check up on me.” She walked over to the wall scared to pick up the phone. “Ugh I can’t deal with Mr. Gongsel right now. I just can’t.” She closed her eyes. “You know what. I will just let it go to voice mail. What is the worst that can happen?”
She crossed her arms as the answering machine picked up. “Hello. You have reached Beth. If you don’t’ know my last name by now well why are you even calling? Please leave a message.”
“Hey Beth. Sorry I missed you. It’s Dex. I just—
She picked up the phone. “Hey Dex. Sorry about that. I was just avoiding a ceriten someone.” She laughed. “It’s umm complicated.”
”Is everything alright?”
She shrugged as she turned around, the phone line wrapping around her. “Not really.” She tapped her fingers on the blue coffee table next to her. “My boss is just being a pain in the ass. Do you know he wants me to turn myself into a blueberry for a client because I messed up an order. I diden’t even know I could do that. People come to the store to buy things but apparently I am supposed to know what they “need” in advance. This job just becomes dummer by the miunte. Hugh I think I am going to resign after I do this little erand.”
There was sileince on the other end of the line for a few moments, then Dex responded. “Hey it isn’t all bad. Being a blueberry sounds fun.”
“Fun? How can being big and full of juice be fun? Besides we were supposed to have the day out remember?”
“Hey we still can. I can come and watch you swell up like last time. Maybe roll you around.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Umm Dex?”
“Hey it was cool that last time your body inflated. I am just saying.”
“Thanks?”
“At the very least I will come with you for emotial support. But if you want I can be there to make things fun. Bounce you around. Roll you around. We can play. Oh we can play.” He laughed. What do you say?”
“I umm. . .” She scrated at her short red hair. “I guess it would be nice if you were there. Help me deal with this unruly lady. Fran is a bit of a handful. I mean when I turned her into a car she had a bit of a hostile negotiation by trying to get us into a crash. She wanted the blueberry potion or else.” Beth shivered. “I never thought a living car could be so crazy.”
“So it will be a win win right? Get two crazy people off your back?”
Fran twirled the phone cord. “Well I don’t see what I have to worry about Fran anymore. She isn’t a car that can run me over. Huhhh. Well whatever. Meet me at Goodman’s Pharmacy in two hours.” Beth smiled. “We will try and make the best of this blueberry day.”
“Oh for sure. Oh for sure.”
***
Later that day Beth found herself outside Goodman’s Freindily Market. She raised an eyebrow as she noticed a warning sign right next to the automatic slidding door. “Attention to all shop lifters. We here at Goodman’s Frendily Market are watching. You will not get far and will deeply reget the decision to steal from us. But good luck in your endeveors all the same.”
As she walked inside the store Beth tugged at the colar of her suit. “Well that is a bit worrying. For a store that wants a potion that turns people into blueberries I wonder just what they do to shop lifters.” She shivered. “You know what I don’t want to know.” Beth hugged herself and looked around. “Why is it colder inside? It is snowing out there?”
“Hey!” Dex waved as he walked up in a heavy winter coat. “Fancy meeting you here.”
Beth narrowed her green eyes. “You knew I was coming here. We were meeting up so you could give me support for swelling up into a blueberry.” The shoppers around them gave Beth strange looks before dashing off. “Maybe we should find a more private place to have our conversation.”
“Nah we are good. If they don’t want to stick around that is their issue.” He put his right hand on her shoulder. “So shall we go find this Fran? Get you nice big and blue? Make tonight a night to remember?” He pulled out a belt. “I brought this to make things more fun. I thought you could well burst it off your body.”
“Dex.” She snached the belt out of his hands. “What has gotten into you?” As he ran his left hand through his short blonde hair he grabbed a free sample cookie with his right. “You seem very uptight.” He blinked his brown eyes. “I am just trying to make this fun.”
“I just. . . I apricate this but. . .” She sighed. “When I infated the last time it was akward. I don’t know if I can have fun doing it again Dex.”
He laughed. “Of course you can. Trust me.” He smiled. “Just relax and let the juice take over.”
“I—
“There you are. Finnaly.” Fran pushed Dex to the side. “Do you have what I need? I don’t want to be turned into a bloody mouse pad this time.” Fran grabbed Beth by the collar of her uniform. “Do you have any idea how long it took me to get that oil out of my body? The only enjoyable part of the experience was transforming into that bloody car and feeling my breasts slide against the pavment.” She smiled. “That was fun.” Fran shook her head. “But the aftermath. Oh the bloody aftermath. If I knew I would still have oil in my body. . .” She shook Beth. “You owe me. You owe me a lot!”
Dex laughed. “Wow. I guess becoming a car isn’t all it’s cracked up to be?”
Fran’s dark gaze turned towards Dex. “And who the hell are you? The compent worker at Potion’s R Us? Did you bring this sorry excuse for a woker here to be strighened out?”
Dex waved his hands. “What me? No. I am just a friend of Beth here to help.”
“Help with what?”
“The blueberry potion testing.”
Fran narrowed her eyes. “Why? Is she going to use the bloody thing on you?”
Beth shook her head. “No. I am going to use it on myself. Mr. Gongsel’s orders.”
Fran held her chest as she laughed. “Mr. Gongsel? Ok you have to be pulling my leg with that one. Who the hell has a name like that?” As she noticed the serious look at Beth and Dex’s face Fran slowly stopped laughing. “You two can’t be serious. Mr. Gongsel? That is your boss?” Beth nodded her head. “Well whatever. Follow me. I don’t want these people to know just what I plan to do to them if they dare steal from me.” Fran turned around. “I have a reputation to uphold.”
Dex laughed. “So the rumors about this place are true?”
“Yes. I don’t trust the law in this town to handle a bloody thing.” Fran slid a steel door open and they walked into a room with a blue tile floor. “Those fools spend so much time chasing after cases that would make them look good instead of helping people that need it.” She slammed her hand against the rotted wodden piller in the middle of the room, causing plaster to fall from the ceiling. “It is any wonder why I have to resort to dramatic measures to protect my store.”
Dex took a few steps back. “Ok. Remind me not to get on your bad side.”
“Best thing I have heard come out of your mouth all day.” She turned towards Beth. “Ok. Show me that this thing works so I can use it in my store and you get some word of mouth for Potion’s R Us. Chop chop.”
Beth pulled the glass bottle with thick blue liquid out of her pocket. “Well ok.” She looked at Dex who once more held up the belt. “Ugh you know what? I don’t mind making things interesting.” She took the belt out of his hand and fastned it around her waist. “If I have to become a giant blueberry I am going to enjoy myself.”
Fran sneered. “What in the world are you babbling on about? Becoming a blueberry isn’t fun. Haven’t you seen the news? There is an entire town dealing with a blueberry virus or something. Do you think they are having fun?”
Beth smiled as she drank the conents of the vial. “I am sure some of them are. Mhhhm. It is nice and minty. Oddly tastes like pizza.” She took a deep blueberry flavored breath. “I do have to say the potions that my boss makes are very, very good.” Gurrrrggullle. She held hand over her stomach. “What in the world was that?” Gurrrrggglleleee.
Fran took a few steps back. “Well if I had to hazard a guess the potion is taking effect.”
As Beth rubbed her stomch blue dots appeared on her hands. “Oh my. It’s starting.” She shook her arms as they slowly turned blue. “This feels so weird, like something is trying to hug me from the inside.” Beth giggled. “It is very comforting.” Gurrulleele. “This isn’t as bad as I thought it would be.”
“See Beth. This is going to be fun.”
Fran shook her head. “You both are crazy. Crazy I say.” She tapped her fingers on the sides of her arms as she watched Beth’s face turn blue. “I can’t believe I have to reley on you people just so I can get a more reliabile product. You know what I had to do before?”
Dex shook his head. “No. What?”
“Sneak into that damned blueberry town and catch one of those flies with the virus thing. I would use it to make a dart and tag someone dumb enough to shop lift.” Fran sighed. “But if I had a potion that I could just slowly extract from I would be set for months. Maybe years. I wouldn’t have to risk becoming a blueberry myself to save my store.”
“Hate to intrupte you two but I am really starting to feel a lot of pressure.” Beth rubbed at her belly. “I throught I was supposed to be swelling here.”
Dex scratched at his head. “Hmm. Maybe it is a defective potion?”
Beth shook her head. “No. I am feeling increasingly juicy.” Gurrrgllee. “Ohh my where is all this juice going?” She looked down at her slim body. “It defies logic.”
Fran laughed. “Honey turning into a blueberry defies logic.”
“That isn’t. . .” Frummppprp. Suddenly Beth’s belly swelled ouward to the size of a beach ball, her ass expanding as well her cheeks becoming the size of bowling balls. Beth took deep breaths as the juice pressed against her hips, her belt straning to keep the fluid at bay as her back slowly pushed outward. “Oh my that was fast.” She moaned as her breasts swelled, pressing against her uniform. “Ohhh this is overwelling.” Gurrgglle. “Ohhh my.”
