[Beetlebomb]

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The Dream
By Beetlebomb
Part 2

When I regained my consciousness I found myself standing upright in my living room, looking at Katie. She was back to her normal height, and all her features had dwindled back to what they had once been before.

"I'm trying Peter, I promise!" She began.

"I've been drinking lots of milk, taking growth hormone pills, and even putting doctor prescribed pads on my body. See?" She pulled on her shirt collar to reveal a white patch that supposedly soaked something into her body to promote growth.

"But Katie, you're already perfect the way you are right now!" I was confused. Why would she want to become bigger?

She blushed but continued "No I'm not! Look at my boobs!" She barked with frustration, roughly groping them through her T-Shirt. "They're not nearly big enough! I want to feel their presence when I move my arms! I want to be able to squeeze them and experience their ever-hypnotizing allure that they have over men," she paused for a moment, thinking, before whipping out her finger at me."and don't even begin to tell me you wouldn't like them if they were bigger!... Or if I was tall enough to kiss you without having to stand on my tippy toes. You would, wouldn't you?!"

My mind raced. All thoughts pointed to the answer 'Yes'...but of course I hesitated. "Well.."

"Don't tell me you wouldn't," her arms flailing with womanly fury. "I've seen those pictures on your computer, and the stories you printed out at the side of your bed!"

I was awestruck. "H-Honey, those things are just a part of my fantasy. I don't need you to change for me!" I argued back, desperately trying to regain my composure.

"You never answered my question," she persisted, "Wouldn't you find me more attractive if I was much bigger and Taller?"

It didn't take a genius to figure out she had her feet firmly planted on the ground on this conversation.

"I-I." I stuttered in thought, then sighed in defeat, "Yes...I guess I would."

"Good. Then I guess I rest my case!"

She turned her back on me and waltzed into the kitchen, pouring herself a tall glass of milk before sitting down at the table. I stood there, leaning against the door frame, and watched her drink down the cold glass of milk.

Her eyes stared at me, radiating with an aura of intensity that burned like the sun. I felt exposed. My very soul was out on display, and she was looking at it against my will.

She stood up and wiped the milk off from her upper lip, "You have NO idea what you're in for, mister." Her tone sounded very rough. Almost as if there was a hint of revenge in there.

Once again she turned her back towards me and went upstairs.

With that, my focus faded and I was once again enveloped in a sea of darkness.


I woke up in a cold sweat. What happened? Where was I? What's going on? All these questions were running through my head before I managed to pry my eyes wide open.

I was back in my bedroom, and was relieved, though it felt as if I shouldn't have been here. An eerie underlying sensation urged me to get up. Quickly, I put on my bathroom robe, and ran out to the front lawn and grabbed the morning paper. To my complete and utter surprise "It's December 21st!" I shouted.

This couldn't be. Two whole weeks had gone by, and I wasn't even aware of it! I was flabbergasted. No, this wasn't possible. I must have time traveled...but how could this have happened? Things were only getting weirder and weirder.

Just then the sound of the phone in the other room broke my train of thought.

*Beep*

"Hello?"

A familiar voice chirped into my ear "Hey there Petey! You ready for the game?"

To be continued(hopefully sooner than later)