Meddlesome Mushrooms, Chapter 6 (Patreon)

CHAPTER SIX

“Well go on,” whispered Georgiana impatiently, still looking out at Cora. “What is it?”

“Okay...you flank around to the side, behind that big oak tree there,” whispered Maya, pointing. “I’ll collect some little stones off the ground and I’ll hide out on the opposite side of the clearing.”

“And what will that do, exactly?” demanded Georgiana. “Throwing stones at her is a terrible idea, Maya.”

“Not at her, silly,” Maya returned, shaking her head. “I’ll toss them into the woods, bit by bit, until Cora thinks that she’s being watched, and she hurries over to investigate. That’s when you’ll swoop in and gather up all the mushrooms! You get it?”

“I...okay, I guess that could work,” muttered Georgiana, thinking over the plan quickly. “Yeah...yeah, ok good. Just be sure to throw them pretty deep into the woods, ok? The last thing I need is for a giant Cora Patel to throttle my maid.”

“No one is...haha, no one’s getting throttled, Georgiana,” chuckled Maya, feeling her heart skip a beat as she realized that the two of them might actually be in a bit of danger. “Okay, you stay here, and I’ll get in position. When you start to hear me throw the stones, you’ll know to get ready.”

“You’re mighty bossy for a maid,” remarked Georgiana, still staring at Cora. But when she looked back down at Maya, she had a little smile on her face, which Maya returned, enjoying the rare moment of humor from her mistress.

“Well go on! Get going!” ordered Georgiana, turning back to staring at Cora. Maya didn’t waste any more time, and set off into the brush, taking care to step quietly and avoid snapping twigs with her feet. For the next several minutes, she carefully chose an array of small stones, stuffing them in a little pouch that she carried for loose change.

After her collection was complete, she cautiously took up her position at the opposite end of the clearing. Hiding behind a large, overhanging green leaf, Maya looked out at Cora, who was still busy collecting the mushrooms, and then back towards where she knew Georgiana was. Maya was pleased to see that Georgiana was so disguised, and so still, that even though the maid knew where she was, she couldn’t see her.

Taking a deep breath, Maya chose the first stone, aimed it carefully into the woods to her left, and threw it. A second or two later, it ricocheted off a tree and tumbled down into the undergrowth. Cora’s head snapped up like a deer’s in the direction of the sound. Maya crouched behind the leaf, stalk-still, watching and waiting.

Thirty seconds went by, and still Cora hadn’t moved. Maya knew that she needed a bit more prodding. Silently rearing back her arm behind the leaf, she threw another stone in the same direction. It crashed through the undergrowth again, not hitting a tree this time, but making an unmistakable noise nonetheless.

Cora took off running, but in the opposite direction that Maya had planned. The petite maid started forward in alarm, seeing the massive Cora running toward her mistress, but thankfully, Cora turned slightly left and disappeared into the trees, avoiding the hiding Georgiana. A few moments of tense silence passed, and the clearing was vacant, save for the inviting basketful of vibrant purple mushrooms that seemed to wink and glimmer in the moonlight. Suddenly, Maya knew what she had to do. Georgiana’s position was compromised; Cora might be hiding close to her, for all she knew. It was up to Maya to make the move.

She took another deep breath and snuck out of the bush and into the clearing, taking care to move swiftly without making too much of an ostentatious show of herself. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she neared the mushrooms, and a couple seconds later, she was there. The deep purple of the fungi flesh looked even deeper in the moonlight, and Maya was seized with an overwhelming urge to try them herself. Reaching down, she took one of the mushroom heads and popped it straight into her mouth, chewing the flesh as she quickly caught up the rest of the basket and skirted away back to her hiding place.

As she swallowed, Maya quickly felt an almost electrical sense of excitement in her skin, her muscles, and her bones. It was immediately apparent that the mushrooms were working on her, and she couldn’t help but let out an excited exhale. Finally, it was happening! She had always wanted to grow, to get bigger! And now she was literally watching the forest horizon drop a little bit beneath her; she was getting taller, and from the slight tightening and expansion in her clothes, she was getting bigger too.

“Jesus! That was close!” came Georgiana’s out-of-breath whisper in her ear. Maya started a little in surprise. She hadn’t heard Georgiana’s stealthy approach, but she recovered quickly, turning to her mistress with an unabashed, wide-eyed grin on her face. Her growth had ceased, but her elation hadn’t. She could tell that Georgiana didn’t look quite as big as she had before.

“Nice job there improvising,” Georgiana was saying quickly, looking down at the mushrooms. “Now let’s see what you’ve...got...there.”

Georgiana had slowed her speech down because she was realizing now that Maya looked bigger. The top of the maid’s head actually reached the upper portions of Georgiana’s cleavage, and it was obvious to both of them that Maya was now staring directly into Georgiana’s nipples.

“I ate one,” said Maya sheepishly through her smile. “I couldn’t help it. I wanted to see.”

“You...ate one?!” asked Georgiana, grabbing Maya by the shoulders and turning her around so she could get a good look at her. The blonde beauty tested her maid’s shoulders with her grip and shimmied her hands down Maya’s arms. She bent down and tested Maya’s hips, and then felt over her legs.

All the while Maya kept smiling, feeling slightly silly, even as she basked in the pure thrill of having grown. She didn’t know the exact numbers, but as Georgiana stood up straight to measure Maya’s height against her own, it was clear to both of them that Maya had gained some muscle mass and a number of inches. She had been 4’9 before. Now she was 5’0.

“Okay...okay, good,” murmured Georgiana, nodding her head. “So they work. Wow...uh, yeah...okay...how do you feel?”

“Uh...great,” said Maya flatly through her broad grin. She wanted to say more, but she was far too distracted by how exhilarated she was feeling. For years, years...she had wished that she could grow herself, and now, it had actually happened. And looking down, the agent of growth stared back at her from the basket on the ground, the deep purple of the mushrooms looking dark and syrupy under the moonlight.

“Just ‘great’?” Georgiana asked eagerly, and with a touch of impatience, as she bent down and put her hands around the maid, giving her a little shake. “Come on, that’s all you have?!”

“Uhh...I...uh, I feel warm,” Maya managed to say, looking up at her mistress with a persistent smile. “Warm and, uh...well, energetic. Like the skin all over my body is tingling.”

Georgiana peered down at her closely. Maya wasn’t sure if she was checking to make sure that she was okay, or if she was more interested in the effects of the mushrooms themselves. In reality, it was a little bit of both.

“Alright then,” declared Georgiana a few seconds later, straightening up and looking around the clearing quickly. “Let’s get out of here. No idea when she’s gonna come back, but we don’t wanna be anywhere close by when she does.”

“Yeah...that...that sounds like a plan,” muttered Maya, who was looking down in distracted fascination at her hands, which were wider and longer...and they were still tingling.

Suddenly, the sound of jostling underbrush cut through the clearing.

“Shoot, she’s coming back!” whispered Georgiana frantically. “Come on Maya!”

In one abrupt, fluid movement, Georgiana bent down, scooped up Maya in her arms, and grabbed the basket full of mushrooms. Maya was taken by surprise, and the initial, frightening shock of hearing Cora in the forest was quickly replaced by the shock of being so effortlessly and swiftly scooped up by Georgiana. The little maid had her breath taken away as Georgiana whisked her out of the clearing, running with light powerful strides as she navigated the dark forest with seeming ease.

The 6’5 blonde amazon ran like this for several minutes, and Maya could feel her mistress’s impressive breasts heaving up and down against her face. The maid had been initially surprised that Georgiana had picked her up like she had, but as she submitted to her mistress’s decision, she felt herself feeling warm inside. This warmth, however, did not come from the mushroom she had recently ingested. Instead, it came from the knowledge that Georgiana cared about her, and wouldn’t have dreamt of abandoning her in the clearing.

A few minutes later, Georgiana slowed her pace to a walk, and another moment later, she stopped, Maya still in her arms, as they both listened to the sounds of the dark forest for any sign of Cora pursuing them. A few more moments later, after hearing nothing, Georgiana breathed a sigh of relief and set Maya down on the ground.

“Uhh...haha, thanks for getting me back there,” chuckled Maya. “I could probably have kept up, though...since, you know, I grew and all.”

“No, I don’t think so,” said Georgiana, shaking her head. “You might have grown a little, but there’s no way that you could’ve kept up with me just then. And I wasn’t going to lose my maid to some...mushroom-eating freak.”

“A strange title...for the girl you’re obsessed with,” laughed Maya.

“Yeah, well...just wait until she sees,” muttered Georgiana, “What I’ve got planned.”

They walked carefully and quietly through the forest, back to Georgiana’s mansion, neither of them speaking. Georgiana appeared lost in thought, and Maya was busy smiling to herself, enjoying the feeling of longer limbs, wider hips, and bigger breasts with an almost childlike energy. She hadn’t felt this alive, or this giddy, in a long, long time. A little while later, though, as they emerged from the forest, turned right, and began walking up the long, winding driveway to Georgiana’s hillside mansion, Maya found herself returning to her mistress’s previous words.

“Uh, Georgiana?” she ventured as they neared the front doors. “What do you have planned?”

Georgiana didn’t answer — instead, she wordessly signaled for Maya to follow her as she took an abrupt left, away from the front doors. Puzzled, Maya followed. A moment later, they were walking up on a large, opaquely white building: the family greenhouse. Slowly, Maya began to understand.

A minute later, they were inside. They walked past humid rooms filled with brightly colored peppers, interspersed with myriad forms of rare tropical flowers. Maya hadn’t been down here in some time, and would have stopped to admire everything. But Georgiana was still walking determinedly forward, and despite her recent growth, Maya still had to struggle to keep up. A minute later, they had come into a slightly cooler room, and Georgiana was sweeping her hand out across a rich, brown patch of dirt that had obviously been prepared in advance.

“Okay, Maya,” said Georgiana, businesslike, “I want you to get to work farming these mushrooms we’ve got here.”

“Uh...farming?” asked Maya blankly. She had been expecting Georgiana to gorge herself on the mushrooms; this was definitely an unexpected turn for her mistress.

“Yes, harvest them,” ordered Georgiana flatly, indicating to the earth with a wave of her beautiful bare arm. “Go on, get to work!”

Maya stood there, staring at the bare patch of rich, loamy earth. She couldn’t help but chuckle a little and shake her head; she was a maid...not a farmer!