Gamma pt. 14

Jade lay next to Dean, watching her sleep soundly, her chest going up and down in tune with her breath, as the moonlight hit her silhouette encasing her in a dim radiance. Smiling, Jade easily got up without disturbing her and sneaked out of Dean’s room, carrying her clothes with her. Heading into Jess room, she closed the door and locked it. Concentrating, her muscles and breasts began to shrink. Her biceps and shoulders condensed themselves into their normal thin frames as her abs became nonexistent. Thick, bulging thighs and calves dwindled into thin, almost stick-like legs. * Sigh * “Can’t be muscular all the time I guess” thought Jess, stashing her clothes into her closet and grabbing some sweat pants and a tee. She crawled into bed. Sleep came unusually quick tonight.

It was a deep sleep. One that would induce dreams, freeing the subconscious of any thought processes. She began to see a lab, very large in size. Several tables had various pieces of outdated equipment that looked brand new. Men in nazi uniforms table surround a young woman wearing vintage clothing, a white button down shirt and a long black skirt and black flats strapped to a large table. She is injected with a long syringe filled with a green liquid. Within seconds, the woman screams in pain. Her clothes begin filling up with her meaty flesh. Her once narrow shoulders and hips begin to widen. Her breasts, flat and miniscule, began rising and expanding as her arms and legs began to do the same, taking her clothes to the breaking point. Her enlarged feet and toes burst free from their shoe prisons in the first casualty in the battle with her wardrobe. Soon after, her breasts took out the top buttons on her blouse revealing her bra already taken to its limits. Her biceps continued to expand ripping her sleeves at the seems. Her abdominals made their first appearance as her thighs and calves ballooned with thick muscle. Her skirt tearing at the sides brought her full legs into view. Her back treated the remainder of her blouse as wet tissue paper. Her growing pecs pressed her breasts that much further into her bra breaking it’s hindering cocoon. With minimal effort, the woman broke one of the straps holding her arms. A uniformed guard rushed to restrain her once more and was tossed as effortlessly as a rag doll for his efforts. The woman’s transformation came to a halt as the remaining guards and scientists watched in awe. The woman finished freeing herself from the table and stood up. Her tattered clothes falling to the floor as she reached her new height of 6’5. She began flexing her muscles, getting acclimated to their newness as the images began to fade.

Jess’ eyes parted as her alarm clock rang much too loud and too early to start the day. Clicking it off, she rose out of bed. “What the hell was that all about? I need to lay off the old war movies.” Grabbing a quick shower, Jess headed off to work. It was a warm Thursday morning. No one really came in until noon when the lunch crowd hit, opting to workout rather than eat. As Jess got inside the gym, she was greeted to her sister, standing at her kiosk waiting rather sternly at her.

Brie: where were you last night?

Jess: what’s it to you?

Brie: Well, when one of my employees decides not to show up for a shift, I get concerned.

Jess: SHIT! Brie I’m sorry. I totally forgot I had to work last night.

Brie: so what were you doing that was so important that you couldn’t be responsible?

Jess paused. Brie wouldn’t understand if Jess had told her she was with Dean all day yesterday. Would she? I mean sure, she’s been saying Dean and I were lesbians for a long time but do I really want to hear “I told you so” for the rest of my life.” Jess thought to herself in a split second. Brian called out to Jess before she could answer her sister.

Brian: Hey Jess!

Brie: Not now Brian. My sister and I are having a discussion.

Brian: Oh. Sorry. Jess I’ll just lay the designs you and I went over for the gym apparel behind the counter. You left them at my place last night.

Brie: so she was with you last night?

Brian: For most of it yeah. We cut it around midnight.

Brie: Did you know she had a shift here?

Brian: sorry boss lady. I only focus on when I have to work. I find it easier that way.

Brian laid a manila folder on the counter and walked away. Jess breathed a heavy sigh of relief that went unnoticed by Brie. “From now on pay more attention, Jess. I’ll let you slip this time but that’s it. Just because you’re family doesn’t mean you get special treatment.” Jess walked behind the counter and began setting up for the day. “Okay, maam” jess said with a bit of sarcasm and a faux salute.

The morning went as expected, slow until around noon. After the rush, when Dean had arrived to relieve Jess, she and Brian took their lunch break together in the cafeteria. They shared a deep conversation over sandwiches and water bottles.

Jess: I have something to talk to you about.

Brian: Oh? What’s that?

Jess: yeah. I said something to Dean last night.

Brian: about your secret? That’s awesome. It’s about time.

Jess: no. I wish. And why do you care if I tell her or not.

Brian: I don’t know. I’m just not a big fan of secrets. Ironic.

Jess: yeah you might say that. Come to think of it. Weren’t you the one that said I should tell Dean when you found out I “liked” her?

Brian: yep. Dean’s a good girl. And she deserves to know the truth.

Jess: I know. Especially after last night.

Brian: uh oh. This is what you have to tell me right.

Jess: I told her “I love you”

Brian: oh shit!

Jess: yeah. But she didn’t hear it.

Brian: huh?

Jess: she was asleep

Brian: so why did you tell her that.

Jess: because she said it to me first.

Brian: but she never heard it.

Jess: yeah.

Brian: so why say it.

Jess: because I meant it.

Brian: so why not let her hear it?

Jess: because I have a secret.

Brian: ah. And you don’t want her getting hurt.

Jess: yeah.

Brian: too late for that.

Jess: what do you mean?

Brian: Jess, that girl loves you. And she has for a long time. Even before there was a Jade. She would never admit to it, not without coercion I would imagine, but she really cares for you. And when you introduce mistrust into any relationship, somebody’s going to get hurt.

Jess: I know. I just don’t know how to tell her.

Brian: how about, “hey Dean. You know how you’re in love with this big tittied muscle bitch. That’s me!”

Jess: and I’m friends with you because…

Brian: my charming wit and huge cock?

Jess: I gave you one of those

Brian: and I’m forever grateful.

Jess: anyway. I’m just telling you because I didn’t want you to get the wrong impression about what we were doing.

Brian: what are we doing?

Jess: the friends with bennies.

Brian: you mean you don’t love me?

Jess: Brian, I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong..

Brian: settle down killer. I know what we’re about. To be honest it’s a relief.

Jess: really?

Brian: yeah. I mean. I was worried you’d get attached or something

Jess: God, what do you take me for? Some common slut that falls in love with every swinging dick she can get her hands on.

Brian: no I’ve just been in this type of situation before and I know things can happen. But that is not the point. The point is Dean needs to know. I’m not going to tell her because it’s not mine to tell.

Brian finished up and said his goodbye. It was neither good nor bad. He simply allowed Jess to ponder her thoughts and Brian’s input. Left to her own devices, Jess’ mind began to ponder how she would tell Dean and her possible reactions. Most were not pretty, and the one’s that did end well, left Jess with a self-loathing attitude for not telling Dean sooner. As she was about to get up to throw her trash away and return to finish her shift, Brie walked up and sat down at her table.

Brie: hey sis. You look like you got a lot on your mind

Jess: heh. That’s an understatement.

Brie: I know I can come off as a bitch sometimes…

Jess: sometimes?

Brie: okay most if not all the time. But I really do care about you. You know you can come to me right?

Jess: yeah. I do. It’s just…complicated.

Brie: I know what you mean. Ever since I took over this place, my life has gotten so much busier. I barely have time to get my work outs in anymore.

Jess: oh please. Like you need to keep that up. You’re the biggest chick I know.

Brie: well thank you, Jess. But ever since that Jade chick started hanging around… I don’t know. I feel like I could be doing better.

Jess: how so?

Brie: it’s kind of like, a couple of alpha personalities occupying the same space. Both have to be dominant I think.

Jess: makes sense I guess. Well if it makes you feel any better, I think you could take her.

Brie: thanks Jess. Oh by the way. Here’s your paycheck. It’s the first one with the credit card payment taken out of it. So don’t yell at me for it being light.

Jess: it’s cool. It’s what dad and I agreed upon.

Brie stood up and began to walk back to her office and allow Jess to get back to work. Her large, heaving chest bounced a bit in the just a tad tight tee she was wearing. Her white shorts clung to her thighs showing them off nicely. “Oh, I almost forgot.” Brie handed Jess an envelope with only her name on it. “It was on my door when I came in this morning” Jess took the envelope and looked at it quizzically. “Huh. Weird.” The sisters parted ways and Jess headed to her kiosk. Upon arrival she sat on her stool and opened the mysterious parcel addressed to her. It was an almost blank sheet of paper with a simple phrase typed on it from what appeared to be an old typewriter. A four-word statement that spoke volumes to the possessor. It read:

I KNOW YOUR SECRET.

Jess dropped the note on the floor and gasped somewhat audibly. Dean noticed her friend and came to her aid immediately. “What’s wrong, Jess?!” Jess picked the piece of paper up off of the floor and stuck it in her pocket. “Oh nothing. I just spazzed for a moment and it took me by surprise that’s all. Thanks for making sure I’m ok” Dean placed her hand on Jess’ shoulder. “Anytime” and resumed her work. Jess tried her best to hide the worried look on her face to little effort. She opted to take a chore away from the kiosk for the remainder of her shift and as soon as her shift was over she left the gym immediately heading home. Her thoughts were rampant trying to figure out who could have sent the note. She lay on her bed in the fetal position cuddling with her pillow. Covering her entire body with her blanket she lay in silence to ponder what this could possibly mean.

2 b continued

Brian