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Grow up or Shut Up.

             Vicky sat down at the table. “So, what is new.”

             Laura set down a blue shimming vial. “This.”

             Vicky arched an eyebrow. “And what is that exactly? I thought you were supposed to be getting food for the chickens, not whatever that is.” She narrowed her eyes. Fredricks Fancy Growth Hormones?”

             “I will go and get food for them in a bit. But come on, this just sounds so cool, sis.” She looked at the bottle. “You have heard about Fredricks Fancy, right?”

             “Yes. They were in a big scandal for causing people to grow into giantesses.” Vicky gulped. “Wait, you don’t really want to become one yourself.”

             Laura shook her head. “No, of course not. This is a new product they have. It just affects certain parts of your body.” She smiled as her fingers ran along the sides of the bottle. “They are supposedly testing it, trying to branch out into new markets. But can you imagine? Can you imagine my breasts becoming bigger?”

             Vicky arched an eyebrow. “You want to grow your boobs?”

             Laura threw her arms out wide, almost knocking the vial off the table. “Of course. Don’t you know the people who command respect around here have the biggest and most luscious bodies?”

             Vicky shook her head. “I think you are crazy.”

             “Oh ya? Want to prove it?” Laura smirked. “Put up or shut up?” She wrapped her hands around the bottle. “We are going to the dance tonight, remember. The entire town will be there. We can split the vial’s contents between us. At any point in the night, we can take a sip and let our bodies grow. I know I will give in almost immediately, directly, but you don’t have to.” She rubbed her fingers together. “I am sure you can wow the boys with your words.”

             “Of course. It’s what’s inside that counts. I don’t want some weirdo that is only obsessed with my body.”

             “I mean, it will be one night. You don’t have to settle down for a creep like that.” She grabbed her sister’s cheek and shook it. “The vial’s contents are not permeant. Will it really be that bad to let go?”

             “I. . .” Vicky snorted. “Maybe. I don’t know.” She looked at the bottle. “So, the person who can draw in the most boys wins?”

             “Yup. And you can use how much or how little you want.” Laura dangled the bottle in front of Vicky. “I know you want to grow.”

             “I. . .” Vicky’s face turned bright red. “I do not!”

             “Oh, come on. Don’t deny it. I’m your sister. I know you better than anyone.” Laura grabbed the vial and turned around. “But in the meantime, enjoy yourself. I have to split this thing evenly. I suggest getting into something comfy for the dance tonight.” She winked at her sister. “See you then.”

             Vicky crossed her arms. “See you then.”

             ***

             Later that night, Vicky stood just outside Harry’s Dance Rink. The entire town was inside, and she was petrified to head in despite telling herself that she would come here. It was some weird town holiday, something about coming together and bonding. Still, she was scared to death about trying to meet people. She had spent most of her life out on that far with her sister. She didn’t know how to talk to boys. “Is this dress cute? It doesn’t make my butt too big? Is it not big enough?” She scratched at her ass. “Oh god. Oh god.”

             Laura bounced up to her, her boobs already a cup size bigger than they were before. “Oh good, you are already here.” She reached in between her breasts and pulled out a small vial. “Here is your half.”

             Vicky took it. “I don’t know if I can go inside,” she hugged herself. “So many people.”

             Laura hugged her. “Sure, you can. You got this. And you have some liquid courage. Don’t forget that.”

             Vicky snorted. “I am not going to inflate my breasts to feel better.”

             “Suit yourself. It will just make winning our little competition that much easier.” She giggled as she walked through the door and into the pumping music.

             Vicky looked down at the vial with blue liquid inside. “You don’t need this. You can meet people. You can show Laura.” Vicky shivered as she slid the blue vial into her pocket. “Now get in there.” She pushed the door open, the music blaring in her ears. “Shit, it’s loud in here.” She looked around the room. “Hmm, the entire town really is here.” She waved at the first young man who walked by. “Hello there.” He just moved past her. “Okay. Okay.”