[Eelskin]

3

We both slept right through the evening. When I woke up, it was close to 1:00 in the morning, and Veronica had rolled off of me at some point. She was now resting on her back, sleeping contentedly with a smile on her face. I sat and watched her for a minute, and then rested my head, looked at the ceiling. What happened tonight? I wondered. I certainly wasn?t about to complain? but I never liked not understanding things. Could she really feel my attraction? Why did she feel like she was getting so much heavier while we were having sex? I was lying and imagining different ideas- none of which made any sense at all- when my stomach began to rumble. I put my brainstorming session on hold and put some pajamas on to go downstairs.

The day had been hot enough that even in the middle of the night, it was still kind of sticky. I poured myself a bowl of cereal and cold milk and sat down at the table to eat. As I was finishing the bowl, the light in the hallway turned on and I could hear her footsteps coming towards the kitchen. She came in, dressed in her baggy, bright pink pyjamas, squinting and smiling. ?Hey,? she said. Stepping behind me, she put her arms around my neck and hugged me, pressing her cheek against my head. I kissed her arm and, as I did, I noticed the ceramic bracelet she had bought from the flea market earlier in the day. It couldn?t be? could it? I thought back to what the man who sold it to her had said. At least, I tried to. I had dismissed his ramblings and couldn?t, for the life of me, remember what he had said. Something about desire? I think? No use. It was gone. A new thought occurred to me, though. I stood up and turned to face her, and looked her up and down.

?What?? she asked.

I hesitated. She didn?t look any bigger. She was no taller, and I didn?t think she was any larger in any other dimension. I shrugged it off. ?Nothing.? I hugged her tightly, and she returned it with as much enthusiasm. ?So,? I began, sitting down at the table. ?what got into you this evening??

She grinned and sat down facing me. ?I don?t know? I just felt so much? positivity coming from you. It was such a turn-on.?

?I was thinking about what that guy at the flea market told you.?

?What, the crazy one??

?Well? I?m thinking that he may not have been quite as crazy as he seemed. But I don?t remember exactly what he said. Do you??

?No? well, I remember that he asked me if I could? put a price on desire.?

?Apparently, it?s $7.?

?Stop it! This is serious!? She held up her wrist to examine the bracelet. ?No? that makes no sense. What would cause that to happen? Magic? No such thing.?

?Well? something is causing it to happen.?

?Maybe the bracelet has nothing to do with it. Maybe it was a coincidence.?

?Well, take it off then.?

?Why??

?Let?s test it.?

She hesitated. ?Okay.? She pulled the chain off her wrist slowly, carefully. She put it down on the table and looked at it for a moment, as though she were expecting it to run away. ?Now what??

?Do you feel any different??

She thought about it. ?No.?

?Did you feel any different after you first put it on??

?No. I don?t think so.?

?Okay. Wait a minute.? And I gazed at her again, the way I had done the previous afternoon. Her pyjamas weren?t exactly flattering wear, but that wasn?t necessary. The shape of her face, the colour of her skin, that wonderful bulge in her upper arm? that was enough. I looked over her whole body, slowly, taking my time. ?Do you feel anything?? I asked, after a minute.

?No.?

?Okay. Try putting it back on.?

She picked it up immediately, and hesitated again before placing it back on her wrist. I continued to fondle her with my eyes, tracing her every contour, her soft rolls and her fleshy bulges. I heard her gasp and looked up at her face. Her eyes were wide open and she was breathing deeply, gripping the arms of the chair. She looked back at me and laughed. ?It?s the bracelet! That?s it!? She looked back at me with joy. ?This feels wonderful.?

And then, once again, something extraordinary happened. I could tell that she was slowly, slowly, swelling larger. She didn?t seem to notice anything, as distracted as she was with the emotional effects of the bracelet- but watching her sit in her chair, it was unmistakeable. I could see her ass slowly spread out over the sides of the chair, her knees had to bend more and more, pressing her wonderful thighs against her calves, and her arms, my favourite, were bulging out slightly more and more from her sleeves. All of her clothes were getting tighter; I could see her breasts pressing out of her shirt just a little bit more than they had been a moment ago, and her nipples were now obviously erect. Her pants, which had been loose when she came downstairs, were beginning to constrict her legs, and her shirt was being pulled up by her growing breasts until I could see the bare skin of her midriff. It was barely perceptible at first, but it became more and more obvious as the seconds passed.

She continued to not notice. Her eyes were half-closed and not focusing on anything. In fact, it took a good twenty seconds for her to realise that anything was happening, by which point she was bigger than any human being I had ever seen. Her clothes were almost skin-tight, and her belly was fully visible beneath her now clearly-too-small shirt. Her pyjama pants reached down maybe to the middle of her calves, and her arm bulged wonderfully out of her sleeve, which was quickly bunching into her armpit. The chair underneath her had begun to creak under her weight and her head had clearly risen above mine.

I stood up. The top of her head came up to my chin, despite the fact that she was sitting down. ?Veronica? are you okay??

She smiled. ?I?m just fine, honey. I?? and at that point she opened her eyes fully, looked at me, and stopped speaking. Her eyes focused on something behind me, then at the table next to us. She slowly turned around and looked at everything around her, and as she did, I could see that her shirt was so tight I could actually see her rolls of fat defined through the fabric. She continued to rise, and she began to notice that her point of view was moving, though she wasn?t moving herself. She spun around again, with mild panic in her eyes. ?David? what?s happening??

?I? don?t know.?

?Well stop it!?

?Uh??

?David!?

?I can?t!?

?What do you mean, you can?t?? Her voice was suddenly much, much louder than I had ever heard it before. I almost had to block my ears.

?I mean? I don?t know how this is happening! Take off the bracelet!?

She immediately began fumbling with the bauble, but it seemed not to have grown with her; it was stuck on her wrist. There was no way it was going to be able to fit around her hand at its current size. ?I can?t! Ouch!? She pulled at the elastic of her pants, which was beginning to dig into her waist. She stood up?

?and my mind went completely blank. I had known she was bigger, but when she stood to her full height, it was a spectacle unlike anything I had ever imagined. She must have been over two metres tall and when I looked straight ahead, her breasts greeted me, wrapped tightly in her shirt. Her clothing was constricting her painfully now; she tried to pull the elastic away from her hips but she couldn?t even fit her hand in.

?David!? Veronica yelled at me, but there was nothing I could do. As I continued to stare at her, my penis stiffened at the sight of my enormous girlfriend towering over me, with her formerly baggy pyjamas now skin-tight, and as it did, she actually began to grow faster. I heard a rr-iii-pp sound and her pants tore up and down the length of her left leg. Her soft flesh seemed to spill out of it and jiggled in the open air, no longer trapped by the cloth. A similar sound erupted from under her arm, and she grabbed her shirt by the neck hole and actually ripped it off her body. It tore into pieces with no resistance. Her right sleeve remained around her arm, but it, too, soon ripped by itself and fell off. As she gained height, her breasts, swaying back and forth, moved past my eye level, to be replaced with her now absolutely stunning belly, bulging out towards me, quivering with her frantic movement. She tried again to dig her hands under her pants elastic, but it was even tighter now than it had been. She scowled, took a deep breath, and stuck out her belly as far as it would go. With a loud SNAP, the elastic broke, causing her pants to fall around her ankles in tatters, and causing her belly to quake. She was now almost touching the ceiling, and growing even faster.

At that point, there was a POP noise, a bright flash of light, a cry of pain form Veronica, and the whole room went dark. She swore ? loudly ? and I nearly lost my footing as a huge THUD and CRASH resounded and shook the floor. I couldn?t see anything, but I ran into the hallway. On the way I kicked a chair and fell over, cursing in pain and rubbing my shin. I stood back up and limped to the hallway, and turned on the light. When I looked back, she was still there, sitting on the kitchen floor, the table overturned next to her. She seemed to have stopped growing. There was broken glass on the floor and she was rubbing her the top of her head and scowling. I looked up and saw that, sure enough, the ceiling lamp had been shattered. Looking back down at Veronica, I slowly stepped forward and, trying to avoid the broken glass, approached her. As I got closer, I could see that she was actually beginning to shrink. She seemed to notice it too, as she was looking around at the room in the same way she had when she was growing. Neither of us said anything. I sat down and took her hand, and she gripped mine tightly with both of hers. We waited to see how much she would shrink. As she approached her usual height, it slowed until it was almost imperceptible, and then it seemed to stop, leaving her at exactly her usual height.

For a minute, we continued to sit in silence. She was the first to speak.

?David??

??Yeah??

?What the fuck was that??