"Well... I kinda would like you to try and rival the Hulk... but I guess I'll let you get some boobs to go with all that tasty muscle." Tiff laughed, blushing slightly at the thought of a hulkishly proportioned Kat. "Any idea where we should look?"
"Uh, not really... if I were a perverted hermit genius - where would I put my tit growing cream?" Kat asked, only half-sarcastically.
"I dunno - secret basement lab?" Tiff ventured, pocketing the remainder of the muscle growth drinkm a plan for the cheerleading squads waterbottles already forming in the back of her mind.
"Yeah, the basement seems like a good plan, I mean we were pretty sure we wouldn't find anything in the kitchen to start with. Let's go have a look." Kat lead the way. "You know, considering that I always told you I wanted bigger breasts, I'm surprised you didn't mention the muscle thing before."
"I told you, the right time never seemed to come up - besides, it's not like I could ask my best friend to start working out just because it would keep me warm on the cold winters nights." Tiff instantly covered her mouth. "I don't mean that I think of you when I'm-. Not that you aren't-." Tiff struggled desperately to try and correct her faux pas, only managing to get herself in deeper.
"Relax, Tiff," Kat assured her friend as they came to the stairs down to the basement. "I'm flattered." Kat was certain that a certain sapphic tension was starting to develop between the two... she'd never really considered going with a girl. It didn't offend her and it wasn't like she had any experience with boys. Still she wasn't ready to risk her friendship for any vague notions of girl-on-girl love... for all she knew it could be some side-effect of the muscle growth. No, such ideas should be entertained at a later juncture.
"I think this is the mother lode." Tiffany stated - happy to end the momentary awkwardness. In front of her stood a wall of shelves, stretching from one end of the basement to the other and the ground all the way up to the ceiling. There were easily thousands of jars, each of them labelled. It seemed that the person who had made them all had been of an almost obsessive nature as they appeared alphabatised. "Well, someone's been busy." Tiffany walked to the far end and picked up one of the jars at random. "Alter-ego potion. Ha, maybe good for a prank sometime."
"Ooo!" Katie was several feet away and all the jars in front of her were breast related. "Breast expansion, breast expanion plus, breast expanion double plus..." She looked at all of them. "Breast expansion X3?" She picked that jar up and turned it around to read the label on the back. "Breast expansion X3 - proved to be much more stable than X1 and X2, moderate growth, high increase in sensitivity. Side-effects, as expected? Hmm. This one sounds pretty good!"
"Yup. Maybe I'll have a little of that too. Then we can really show-up the cheerleaders." Tiff smiled. "But you know... more than that, this place - these things. They're amazing. They could make us rich, filthy stinking rich. Why go to see a plastic surgeon or visit the gym when you can just knock back some of this stuff?" Struck by an idea, she ran along to the P section. "Hahaha, this stuff alone would make us billionaires!" She laughed as she held the jar marked "Penis expansion".
"Hmm, I hadn't really thought about that... I guess it's something for us to think about - but for the moment. I just want to get the boobs I always deserved!" Kat said.
Thu Jul 21 17:50:47 2005