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Gamma pt 34
Jess finished checking the last few items in the last box of the new shipment. Her first day back to work after an absence was usually tough but this time it went remarkably smooth. “I’m so glad to just be back to something that resembles my usual day-to-day life” Jess thought to herself. Looking over to her right she saw some boxes that she missed and casually walked over and picked them up as easily as if she were lifting soft, fluffy pillows. As soon as Brian saw Jess with the boxes he rushed over to her.
Brian: Jess. I think you should put those down.
Jess: Why?
Brian: Because everyone in here recognizes these boxes. They are the extra weights we ordered.
Jess: So?
Brian: They weigh 25lbs each. These two boxes holds 10 a piece. You’re carrying around 500lbs like it was nothing.
Jess: Ah.
Jess set the box back down and looked to make sure no one was watching. Due to a small amount of people in the gym, most of which being regulars and the ‘hardcore’, her feat of strength went unnoticed. “Damn. That was a close one, “B”. thanks.” Brian put his hands on her shoulder. “Anytime. Why don’t you go ahead and take your lunch, I’ll meet you in the break room.”
Jess: But I don’t have anything to eat.
Brian: That’s never stopped you before.
Jess smirked and headed on back. A few minutes later, Brian joined her and handed one of his sandwiches to Jess. “Yuck, tuna and mustard.” Brian took a huge bite out of his sandwich and wiped his mouth with a napkin. “it’s good for you.”
Jess: Good for you maybe.
Brian: Just because you can lift a dump truck and can alter your body anyway you like, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t still practice good eating habits.
Jess: I’ve never practiced good eating habits. My metabolism is Everestic.
Brian: That a new word?
Jess: Yes. I’m allowed a new word a day and that is it.
Brian: I like it. I think I’ll use it to nickname my guns.
Jess: You just live to ridicule me don’t you?
Brian: Pretty much. It’s what’s keeps me going. You know your sister will be back by tonight so she’ll probably be back at work tomorrow.
Jess: Don’t remind me.
Brian: You thought about what you’re going to say to her?
Jess: Not really. I mean what can I say? ‘Sorry. I got pissed because you were killing my horny’
Brian: Sounds like a pretty good start. Although If I were you, I’d let her start it off. Especially if you don’t get to chat with Kiki before hand.
Jess: Good call. So what are you doing later? You want to hang?
Brian: Not tonight. Me and the boys and going to go pound a few at Hoops.
Jess: Fine. Wow. I really don’t have a lot of friends.
Brian: After I’m done I can swing by the house if you like.
Jess: No that’s okay. I’ll just hang around the house and catch up on my shows. How’s my video coming along?
Brian: Great! I got it posted this morning, so we should know by tonight how well it’s going to do.
Jess: I’m kind of curious. It was really fun to do.
Brian: Yeah I kind of got that vibe off of you.
Jess: Shut up. You know I can’t help it.
Brian: Yeah that must suck having an insatiable sex drive.
Jess: You would know.
Brian: Yeeeahh.
Brian and Jess have a laugh as they clean up the trash from lunch and head back out to the floor to finish off their shift. Meanwhile across town at The Yellow Submarine, Dean walked in to find That Sherise was already waiting at a table. She was wearing a tight pair of jeans and a nice Wor-Wic sweat shirt playfully accentuating her full C-cup breasts. “Hey. Sorry I’m late.” Dean said.
Sherise: Oh you aren’t late. When you take the bus it’s either be really early or late. And I hate being late.
Dean: I would have come and picked you up. It wouldn’t have been a problem.
Sherise: It’s cool. I don’t want to be a burden. I like doing things on my own. Both my parents taught me that.
Dean: With a mom like your’s, I can imagine.
Sherise: She’s okay most of the time. Just when she gets in her moods…
Dean: My dad is the same way.
The girls order their food and continue chatting and getting to know one another. “So where are you from originally?” Dean said switching the conversation to much lighter fair.
Sherise: Well I was born in California but I’m a military brat so I’ve been all over.
Dean: That’s cool. I’ve lived here my whole life but I want to get out of here. Maybe end up in Colorado.
Sherise: Why Colorado?
Dean: I don’t know. I like the snow. It’s good snuggling weather. I had always kind of envisioned being there with…my ex.
Sherise: They must have really done a number on you.
Dean: Why do you say that?
Sherise: I can just tell. I have like a sense about these things.
Dean: Have you ever been with someone and then one day just realize they are a different person? It was kind of like that.
Sherise: Yeah. I’ve been there, girl.
Dean: But it’s over now.
Sherise: Good for you. Who needs boyfriends anyway.
Dean: Amen to that.
Dean chuckled to herself a bit. Sherise is a good girl but Dean wasn’t ready to open up about herself fully. The pain from her time with Jess/Jade had made her more reserved. She had just met Sherise really and knew very little about her, especially her thoughts and feelings on lesbians. True it was becoming more accepted but Dean was playing it close to the chest. She would tell Sherise soon. It’s not like she expected anything to develop other than friendship, anyway.
Later that evening, Jess had just finished up her laundry and a couple of other chores she had been putting off since she got back from her trip. She went into the bathroom and ran a hot bath and poured some bubbles inside. Turning on a radio, she began stripping and quickly pulled her hair up and pinned it. Grabbing a towel and face rag, she got into the scalding hot water and laid back with a soft moan escaping her lips. Jess closed her eyes and allowed the music to take her to a world far away. “No one” by Alicia Keys came on and she instantly began to think of Dean. Memories of all the great times they shared began to flood Jess’ mind and she relaxed deeper into her trance.
She began to think of the time that Dean was spending the night when they were both teenagers and they stayed up all night watching old horror movies. Or the time that they went to the mall to try on some clothes and some girls were laughing at Dean because of her weight and Jess quickly came to her rescue. Jess’ thoughts began to jumble together as she began to feel a hotness on her face. She opened her eyes to find that her head had submerged in the bathtub. Rushed to a sudden state of panic she quickly pulled her head out of the water and began to gasp for breath until she suddenly realized that her lungs were already full. With a puzzled look, she looked down at the water and stuck her face back down, allowing the water to fully engulf her nose, mouth and eyes. She kept it there for a full 5 minutes without struggling for air or even feeling the need to rise up. Out of boredom she lifted her head and turned the radio off. She quickly washed up, drained the water and dried off, throwing an old nightshirt on and a pair of cotton panties.
Jess headed to the living room, and plopped down on the sofa with the cordless phone and a business card in hand. She dialed the numbers and not-so-patiently awaited an answer.
Dr. Bob: Hi Jess.
Jess: God! You people even know when I’m calling you. What kind of sneaky, futuristic technology do you have for that?
Dr Bob: Caller Id.
Jess: Oh. Sorry, I’m a little on edge.
Dr. Bob: Why’s that.
Jess: You mean you don’t know?
Dr. Bob: Nope.
Jess: Dean left me.
Dr. Bob: I’m sorry Jess. That sucks.
Jess: Tell me about it. But that’s not the reason I called.
Dr. Bob: What can I do you for?
Jess: You know Doc, I didn’t really expect that kind of talk from you.
Dr. Bob: I’m not paid to be professional and very lonely.
Jess: Sorry.
Dr. Bob: It’s cool. I knew what to expect when I took the job. So what’s your problem.
Jess: Well how much do you know about my…condition?
Dr. Bob: Well I’ve done extensive research on all aspects of the diluted serum that you ingested, however you consumed a pure dose so in theory I should be an expert on all your abilities on a smaller scale.
Jess: Okay. Well is it normal for me to be able to hold my breath for 5 straight minutes without showing any signs of needing to breathe.
Dr. Bob: Absolutely. The world record holder did it for almost 16 minutes. With your enhanced lung capacity you could probably quadruple that. And that’s at regular size.
Jess: Wow. I didn’t think about it but it makes sense.
Dr. Bob: if you want my advice, you should start thinking outside the box when it comes to your abilities. Not just the obvious benefits.
Jess: Yeah, I guess you have a point.
Dr. Bob: Any other questions you like to ask?
Jess: None right now. But if I do I’ll give you a buzz.
Dr. Bob: I’m always here. You want to talk about Dean?
Jess: That’s okay doc. I mean, no offense but I don’t really know you that well. I’d like to have some secrets from you guys.
Dr. Bob: Understandable. If you ever feel the need you got my number.
Jess: Yep. And I’ll definitely be using it. Thanks doc.
Dr. Bob: You’re welcome.
Jess and the Doc hung up. “Poor Doc. It must be so hard for him. In more ways than one.” Jess chuckled to herself. Looking down at her chest, she watched her breasts expand into full DDD cups. Jess lifted her shirt up exposing her voluptuous chest and cradled them with her right arm while raising her left arm and took a picture with her cell phone and sent it to Dr. Bob with “thanks for your help” in the subject line. After sending the text she began to immediately wonder why she did that or why she was so concerned that Dr. Bob was lonely in the first place.
Before she began to ponder further, Her cell phone rang with Brian’s ring tone.
Jess: Hey B
Brian: Jess! You’re huge!
Jess: how did you know I just expanded my breasts?
Brian: I didn’t…that’s hot…but no. I mean your video. It’s through the roof! You have to come over here.
Jess hung up and threw on some jeans. “Maybe things are looking up after all.”
2 b continued
Brian
Brian: Jess. I think you should put those down.
Jess: Why?
Brian: Because everyone in here recognizes these boxes. They are the extra weights we ordered.
Jess: So?
Brian: They weigh 25lbs each. These two boxes holds 10 a piece. You’re carrying around 500lbs like it was nothing.
Jess: Ah.
Jess set the box back down and looked to make sure no one was watching. Due to a small amount of people in the gym, most of which being regulars and the ‘hardcore’, her feat of strength went unnoticed. “Damn. That was a close one, “B”. thanks.” Brian put his hands on her shoulder. “Anytime. Why don’t you go ahead and take your lunch, I’ll meet you in the break room.”
Jess: But I don’t have anything to eat.
Brian: That’s never stopped you before.
Jess smirked and headed on back. A few minutes later, Brian joined her and handed one of his sandwiches to Jess. “Yuck, tuna and mustard.” Brian took a huge bite out of his sandwich and wiped his mouth with a napkin. “it’s good for you.”
Jess: Good for you maybe.
Brian: Just because you can lift a dump truck and can alter your body anyway you like, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t still practice good eating habits.
Jess: I’ve never practiced good eating habits. My metabolism is Everestic.
Brian: That a new word?
Jess: Yes. I’m allowed a new word a day and that is it.
Brian: I like it. I think I’ll use it to nickname my guns.
Jess: You just live to ridicule me don’t you?
Brian: Pretty much. It’s what’s keeps me going. You know your sister will be back by tonight so she’ll probably be back at work tomorrow.
Jess: Don’t remind me.
Brian: You thought about what you’re going to say to her?
Jess: Not really. I mean what can I say? ‘Sorry. I got pissed because you were killing my horny’
Brian: Sounds like a pretty good start. Although If I were you, I’d let her start it off. Especially if you don’t get to chat with Kiki before hand.
Jess: Good call. So what are you doing later? You want to hang?
Brian: Not tonight. Me and the boys and going to go pound a few at Hoops.
Jess: Fine. Wow. I really don’t have a lot of friends.
Brian: After I’m done I can swing by the house if you like.
Jess: No that’s okay. I’ll just hang around the house and catch up on my shows. How’s my video coming along?
Brian: Great! I got it posted this morning, so we should know by tonight how well it’s going to do.
Jess: I’m kind of curious. It was really fun to do.
Brian: Yeah I kind of got that vibe off of you.
Jess: Shut up. You know I can’t help it.
Brian: Yeah that must suck having an insatiable sex drive.
Jess: You would know.
Brian: Yeeeahh.
Brian and Jess have a laugh as they clean up the trash from lunch and head back out to the floor to finish off their shift. Meanwhile across town at The Yellow Submarine, Dean walked in to find That Sherise was already waiting at a table. She was wearing a tight pair of jeans and a nice Wor-Wic sweat shirt playfully accentuating her full C-cup breasts. “Hey. Sorry I’m late.” Dean said.
Sherise: Oh you aren’t late. When you take the bus it’s either be really early or late. And I hate being late.
Dean: I would have come and picked you up. It wouldn’t have been a problem.
Sherise: It’s cool. I don’t want to be a burden. I like doing things on my own. Both my parents taught me that.
Dean: With a mom like your’s, I can imagine.
Sherise: She’s okay most of the time. Just when she gets in her moods…
Dean: My dad is the same way.
The girls order their food and continue chatting and getting to know one another. “So where are you from originally?” Dean said switching the conversation to much lighter fair.
Sherise: Well I was born in California but I’m a military brat so I’ve been all over.
Dean: That’s cool. I’ve lived here my whole life but I want to get out of here. Maybe end up in Colorado.
Sherise: Why Colorado?
Dean: I don’t know. I like the snow. It’s good snuggling weather. I had always kind of envisioned being there with…my ex.
Sherise: They must have really done a number on you.
Dean: Why do you say that?
Sherise: I can just tell. I have like a sense about these things.
Dean: Have you ever been with someone and then one day just realize they are a different person? It was kind of like that.
Sherise: Yeah. I’ve been there, girl.
Dean: But it’s over now.
Sherise: Good for you. Who needs boyfriends anyway.
Dean: Amen to that.
Dean chuckled to herself a bit. Sherise is a good girl but Dean wasn’t ready to open up about herself fully. The pain from her time with Jess/Jade had made her more reserved. She had just met Sherise really and knew very little about her, especially her thoughts and feelings on lesbians. True it was becoming more accepted but Dean was playing it close to the chest. She would tell Sherise soon. It’s not like she expected anything to develop other than friendship, anyway.
Later that evening, Jess had just finished up her laundry and a couple of other chores she had been putting off since she got back from her trip. She went into the bathroom and ran a hot bath and poured some bubbles inside. Turning on a radio, she began stripping and quickly pulled her hair up and pinned it. Grabbing a towel and face rag, she got into the scalding hot water and laid back with a soft moan escaping her lips. Jess closed her eyes and allowed the music to take her to a world far away. “No one” by Alicia Keys came on and she instantly began to think of Dean. Memories of all the great times they shared began to flood Jess’ mind and she relaxed deeper into her trance.
She began to think of the time that Dean was spending the night when they were both teenagers and they stayed up all night watching old horror movies. Or the time that they went to the mall to try on some clothes and some girls were laughing at Dean because of her weight and Jess quickly came to her rescue. Jess’ thoughts began to jumble together as she began to feel a hotness on her face. She opened her eyes to find that her head had submerged in the bathtub. Rushed to a sudden state of panic she quickly pulled her head out of the water and began to gasp for breath until she suddenly realized that her lungs were already full. With a puzzled look, she looked down at the water and stuck her face back down, allowing the water to fully engulf her nose, mouth and eyes. She kept it there for a full 5 minutes without struggling for air or even feeling the need to rise up. Out of boredom she lifted her head and turned the radio off. She quickly washed up, drained the water and dried off, throwing an old nightshirt on and a pair of cotton panties.
Jess headed to the living room, and plopped down on the sofa with the cordless phone and a business card in hand. She dialed the numbers and not-so-patiently awaited an answer.
Dr. Bob: Hi Jess.
Jess: God! You people even know when I’m calling you. What kind of sneaky, futuristic technology do you have for that?
Dr Bob: Caller Id.
Jess: Oh. Sorry, I’m a little on edge.
Dr. Bob: Why’s that.
Jess: You mean you don’t know?
Dr. Bob: Nope.
Jess: Dean left me.
Dr. Bob: I’m sorry Jess. That sucks.
Jess: Tell me about it. But that’s not the reason I called.
Dr. Bob: What can I do you for?
Jess: You know Doc, I didn’t really expect that kind of talk from you.
Dr. Bob: I’m not paid to be professional and very lonely.
Jess: Sorry.
Dr. Bob: It’s cool. I knew what to expect when I took the job. So what’s your problem.
Jess: Well how much do you know about my…condition?
Dr. Bob: Well I’ve done extensive research on all aspects of the diluted serum that you ingested, however you consumed a pure dose so in theory I should be an expert on all your abilities on a smaller scale.
Jess: Okay. Well is it normal for me to be able to hold my breath for 5 straight minutes without showing any signs of needing to breathe.
Dr. Bob: Absolutely. The world record holder did it for almost 16 minutes. With your enhanced lung capacity you could probably quadruple that. And that’s at regular size.
Jess: Wow. I didn’t think about it but it makes sense.
Dr. Bob: if you want my advice, you should start thinking outside the box when it comes to your abilities. Not just the obvious benefits.
Jess: Yeah, I guess you have a point.
Dr. Bob: Any other questions you like to ask?
Jess: None right now. But if I do I’ll give you a buzz.
Dr. Bob: I’m always here. You want to talk about Dean?
Jess: That’s okay doc. I mean, no offense but I don’t really know you that well. I’d like to have some secrets from you guys.
Dr. Bob: Understandable. If you ever feel the need you got my number.
Jess: Yep. And I’ll definitely be using it. Thanks doc.
Dr. Bob: You’re welcome.
Jess and the Doc hung up. “Poor Doc. It must be so hard for him. In more ways than one.” Jess chuckled to herself. Looking down at her chest, she watched her breasts expand into full DDD cups. Jess lifted her shirt up exposing her voluptuous chest and cradled them with her right arm while raising her left arm and took a picture with her cell phone and sent it to Dr. Bob with “thanks for your help” in the subject line. After sending the text she began to immediately wonder why she did that or why she was so concerned that Dr. Bob was lonely in the first place.
Before she began to ponder further, Her cell phone rang with Brian’s ring tone.
Jess: Hey B
Brian: Jess! You’re huge!
Jess: how did you know I just expanded my breasts?
Brian: I didn’t…that’s hot…but no. I mean your video. It’s through the roof! You have to come over here.
Jess hung up and threw on some jeans. “Maybe things are looking up after all.”
2 b continued
Brian