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Forum Wars rough draft
🕑 Added 2022-09-13 20:07:44 +0000 UTCForum Wars.
Beth ran her hands though her red hair. “I don’t want to do this.”
“Then you should have thought about that before you decided to play hookie and gotten yourself into a heap of trouble.” Mr. Gongsel pushed her into the chair. “I told you that this shop is special. Did you listen. Nooo!”
“I wasn’t playing hookie. I just went out for some fun with my friend Dex.”
He narrowed his eyes and she could see just how old he really was. “Is that why I had to use one of our more expensive potions to deflate you and your gigantic breasts and ass? Did you find that water inflation potion fun?”
“I umm. . .” She graoned as she looked away from all of his wrinkles. “I didn’t even know what I was drinking. I am sorry.”
“Hmph. I knew I would have been better off if I could have gotten my nephew to work for me. But no. He wanted to become a big time streamer.” Mr. Gongsel waved his hands in the air. “I will make so much money and have everyone love me. It will happen just like that. Pfft. That fool.”
“But people really like stramers.”
He twisted Beth around in her chair. “My nephew should have gotten the job here where he belongs. With family. So I don’t have to be stuck with stealing little sneak theif’s like you.”
She rolled her green eyes. “Will you let it go? I am sorry for skipping out on you already.” She turned around in her chair and put her elbows around the keyboard. “But I am not, I repeat, am not dealing with angry coustmors with your shop all day. It is degrading, even for my standards.”
“Would you rather I just fire you?”
She twisted around and waved her hands. “No, no. I don’t want to be fired. I need this job. You pay better than my last three boss’s combied.” She grabbed his gnarled hand and kissed it. “I didn’t mean to sound ungrateful.”
Mr. Gongsel pulled his hand away. “Uugh stop that. Look just get on the computer and deal with the angry compliants.” He held up his and. “And be carful this time. Like everything else in the Potion’s R Us shop there is magic with our computers. Just dealing with complaints can have devisating effects on both you and the person you are conversing with.” He jabbed her on her shoulder. “Don’t screw this up or I will turn you into a tree for the front of the store. Permentaly.”
Beth gulped. “I wont’ screw this up. I promise.”
“I honestly don’t care if you do or don’t.” He looked outside. “That tree outside the store looks a bit withered. I think you might make a suitable replacement.” He laughed as he walked out of the room.
Beth sighed as she looked at the computer, a bead of sweat dripping down the back of her neck. “Well I am not stressed, not at all.” She took a deep breath. “Ok I can do this. How hard can dealing with angry people on the interent be.” She gulped. “It has to be better then being turned into a tree right?”
She opend up the link to the Potion’s R Us fourm page. “Wow there doesn’t really apper to be that many people here. I don’t’ know what Mr. Gongsel was talking about with angry cousmers.” She shugged her shoulders and sat back. “This might be easier than watching the store.” She laughed as her chair began to wobble. “Oh shit.” Beth grabbed the side of the table. “That was a close one.”
As she sat back up she heard a small ping. “What in the world was that?” She looked at her computer screen. “Huh. It looks like someone noticed that I logged onto the fourms. How did they figure that out?” She blew her bangs to the side. “Well I guess I will see what they have to say.”
Beth began to type away on the keyboard. Hello. How is your day going? Do you want something from me?
“Of fucking corse I want something from you. You are the mod from Potion’s R Us! I have been waiting days for one of you damn fools to log on and help me. Are you so busy that you can’t notice me or are you just so self inflated that you could care less.”
Beth sat back. “Holy crap. What a way to start off.” She pulled at the colar of her shit. “And why does it suddenly feel a bit hot in here.” She reached down to type when she noticed her breasts were expanding again. “What the hell?” She jumped to her feet. “This is crazy. What the fuck is going on here? I haven’t touched anything in this shop in almost three days.” She grabbed her breasts as they pushed her blouse out. “Ugh Mr. Gongsel was right. We need to be carful what we say. That jerk just made my boobs into melons.”
Beth sat back in her chair. “Ok I have to explain to this person that they need to stay calm and have a civil conversation or we will both suffer.” She took a deep breath and winced as her breasts brushed against her arms. “Ugh and these things just shrank down.”
I know you are upset. But getting angry won’t solve anything. We need to chose our words carefully lest more pain befall the both of us. I know while you tell me about your big issue at hand you don’t want anything to go wrong. So I ask you to exercise extreme caution.
Beth sat back and waited. “There. I think that will help the person on the other end see just what is going on.” She smiled. “Oh they are already responding. Ahh people can be made to see reason. You just have to give them time.” She smiled. “There is some good in all of use after all.”
Beth narrowed her eyes as she saw the response come onto the screen. “For one thing don’t tell me how to feel. And another what kind of company attacks someone trying to get help.”
Beth ran her hands through her hair. “Attack? How did I attack this person?”
She coutuined reading. “After your ill framed post appeared on my screen my hands tripled in size. I could barly type this. I am so angry right now. Do you have any idea what it is like to be so big? Maybe you should try it on for size.”
Beth gulped. “Oh shit.” Her body started to tremble and she started to type fouriously away. I am not trying to attack you.” She winced as her feet brust through her shoes and she fell down onto her knees to say eyelevel with the computer. I am trying to say you need to be carful what you say so you don’t cause issues on the other end of the computer. Beth looked up as the ceiling came closer. For gods sake don’t let your anger consume everything cloud your judgment. Beth pushed back from the table as the walls closed in on her, the buttons popping off on her blouse. “Holy hell. Please stop growing.”
As if by command her growth stopped. She took a deep breath and looked around. “That was a close one.” She lifted her left leg off of the smashed computer chair to try and be more comfortable, her socks ripping in the process. “Ugh I feel like I am in a box.” She pressed her feet against the wall. “This is just great. Mr. Gongsel is going to kill me. Huh?” Beth looked down as she noticed her fourm against was typing away. “Oh not now. You just made me become to big for the room. Please stop it. I am sick and tired of your angry. Please stop taking it out on me.” She grabbed the sides of the computer. “I don’t want anymore of this you hear me. Just log off.” She remembered what Mr. Gongsel had told her and that she must stay there until the custmor is done talking. “Please I am begging you log off.”
“How dare you cause my body to evaporate. It is lucky I can hold myself together enough to still type. I am going to sue you and your wreched company for all you are worth, getting every last penny out of you heartless freaks. I am taking my business elsewhere. I want to be apricated and not deal with people so small minded that they attack me through a computer. Have a horrible fucking day.”
Beth rolled her eyes. “At least it’s over.” She winced. “Ugh now what?” She watched as her surroundings started to grow. “Well at least I am not going to be so big anymore.” She smiled as she shrank rapidly, reaching her original height quickly. “Ahh that feels so much better. Huh?” She coutuined to shrink, coutuining to go down. “Hey! Stop already.” Her arms slipped through her shirt as her jeans fell to the ground. “Fuck this stupid magical bullcrap.”
Beth fell backards onto her ass, the combined weight of her enlarged breasts and her shirt to much for her to bear. When she emeraged out from under the confines of her outfit she realized she was just under a foot tall. “Ugh that ass hole gave me one hell of a parting gift. I want from being huge to being tiny.” She pushed her bangs to the side. “Mr. Gongsel. Hello? I need some help in here.”
Beth sighed and looked around the room. “Well this is just swell. He can’t really expect me to coutuine working like this. Right?” She looked at the computer chair on the other end of the room she had smashed with her foot just a few minutes ago. “Maybe it’s best he doesn’t come in here and see that I wrecked company property.”
She winced as she heard another ping on the computer. “Oh no. There is someone else.” She moaned and sat down, her boob’s swaying back and forth. “I don’t know how much more of this I can take. What happens if they say something really crazy. I don’t want my body to change radicialy.” She put her hands on breasts and sighed. “I am not sure if I should climb up there and deal with this.”
She shivred as she remembered what Mr. Gongsel had said if she messed up at her new job. She would be one of the new tree’s outside the shop. “Ugh as much as I hate this I don’t really have a choice. Unless I want to be sun bathing for the rest of my life.”
Beth stood up and took a deep breath. “Well ok.” She looked at the table leg. “I will make my way up there and see what this person wants. And maybe try and get them to say something so they will get me to grow again.” She looked down. “I can’t spend the rest of the day being this size. I just won’t have it.” She clenched her hands into a fist. “So look out random person on the intrent. I will do what ever I have to so you get me back to my original height.” She made her way over to the table and rubbed her hands together. “Ok I can do this.” She raised an eyebrow as she heard another ping. “And I better hurry. It sounds like I am going to have a rash of messages to go through.” She wrapped her arms around the table leg, her breasts rubbing against the cold metal.
“Ughh this is. . .” She took a deep breath as she shimmied her way up. “Oh fuck is this hard to focus.” She blinked her eyes as immense pleasure racked her body. “Holy fuck. I need to focus. I need to. . .” She moaned as she slowly slid back down. “Ahhhh.”
There was a bang on the door. “Beth. What is going on in there? Are you slacking off?”
She shook her head. “No Mr. Gongsel.” She took a deep breath and pulled herself up, resisting the urge to moan. “I am working very hard.”
“Well work harder so I am not bothered with notifications on my own computer. You don’t want to have to worry about profiding shade for the store do you?”
“Of course not Mr. Gongsel.” She pulled herself up onto the computer table. “I will do Potion’s R Us proud.”
“Just do the work I gave you. Nothing fancy.” She heard him walk away.
She sighed and sat down. “Phew.” She wiped the sweat from her fohead. “That was close.”
