gamma pt 8

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here's the latest part. a little short on growth, but this one is primarily used to bridge out into bigger stories. hiope you guys enjoy!

Gamma pt. 8

The next morning, Jess woke up feeling very relaxed and happy. Her thoughts went immediately to Dean and last nights date. A huge smile found it’s way on her cute face. “Wow” she thought to herself.  Jess stretched as she lackadaisically caught a glimpse of her alarm clock, which failed to go off at the time she had set it for. “Shit! I’m late!!” she thought to herself.

Rummaging through her closet she threw on a work uniform and grabbed a quick cup of coffee, chugging it down.  Rushing to her car, she got in and found that her battery, much like she would be if she were late for work, was dead. “Fuck”. She got out of the car and started jogging towards work. Picking up the pace, she noticed how easy it was and began to push herself.  Jess began taking large strides as she slowly felt her thighs and calves begin to bulge. With each passing block, the usual 10 miles between jess’ house and work seem to go by in no time. As she reached the back entrance of the gym, where deliveries were made, she found an extremely tall fence, about 20 feet high. After glancing at her left and right, she knelt down at bit, using the slightest bit of effort, and leapt well over the top of the chain link fence. In point of fact, had she not grabbed the rail to swing over, she would have rose much higher before she landed behind a tall stack of crates.

Standing straight, she looked down to find that her normally loose fitting work shorts had become a skintight pair of lycra panties. Her large bulging thighs and calves were smooth and muscular. She flexed them softly as she concentrated, turning them back to normal. Slowly, they shrank back down, deflating from the mighty oak form they had just recently taken. As they returned to “jess size”, she walked from behind the crates, and began to head inside.

Suddenly, She heard a loud and very commanding voice shout her name from across the back lot. “Jessica!! What are you doing back here?” The startled Jess turned and immediately found her dad, James. “Oh hi daddy! I was just checking out the new fence. How come you put it up?” oh you never know who would want to steal your stuff baby. Can I see you in my office? I have to have a talk with you.” Jess saw awkwardness in her dad’s eyes. “Sure thing daddy”

As they enter James wood’s office, he slowly closed the door, locked it and pulled the shades down. He calmly sat in his chair, with an almost disappointed look in his eyes.

James: Jessica…..Jess. You’re my daughter and I love you very much. You mean the world to me, so I want you to know that what I am about to say does not come easy.

Jess: what is it daddy? Did I do something wrong?

James: it concerns the credit cards I gave to you and your sister respectively.

Jess: oh.
James: yeah…oh. They were to be used in emergencies only. So imagine my surprise when I get the bill and I see almost six hundred dollars in charges at clothing stores and an eighty-dollar bill at Break Time.

Jess: ….

James: c’mon Jessica. This is serious. The clothing stores are all for “bigger” women. They don’t even fit you.

Jess: I…I was doing research.

James: research?!

Jess: yeah dad. You always taught Brie and I to be independent. I was going in there to get an idea to design some clothing to sell here in the gym, with our logo and stuff on it. Not just the regular sweat suits and tee shirts.

James: and the Break time?

Jess: well I guess I got a little spend happy so I took dean out and we had a little girls night out.

James: baby if you wanted to do something like that why didn’t you just come to me with it.

Jess: I wanted to get all the details worked out and present it to you professionally.

A smile formed on James’ face that had not seen it in a long time. Jess had never really seen her dad that excited.

James: okay.

Jess: okay what?

James: okay you can go through with your idea. Professionally that is. I want a full proposal within the week. And since we are doing this right, all the cost of it will be your responsibility.

Jess: all of it?!?

James: yes. So I need you to pay me back for the charges. But look at it this way. All the profits will be yours as well, minus a little fee for the logo and some rent space. Sweetheart I am so proud of you.

Jess: thank you daddy. I won’t let you down.

Jess left her dad’s office and went to her counter and began the daily work chores, more than a little confused. “How the hell am I going to come up with the kind of money for a “fashion proposal” plus pay off all those charges?

Just then, Brian came up to greet Jess at the counter, fresh from his work out routine. The sweat glistened from his body giving it a glowing sheen. His wife-beater tee shirt and lycra shorts. His bulging biceps, pecks and abs turned his shirt into an almost second skin.

Brian: hey Jess. Thanks for leaving my car in the right place. It was just a short jog this morning. How did it go last night?

Jess: fine

Brian: really. No sparks huh.

Jess: …

Brian: is something wrong?

Jess: my dad found out about all those charges on the credit card and now I have to pay him back plus I have to come up with some money to start up a new line of clothes for the gym

Brian: what? I mean. The charges I get but…

Jess: I had to come up with some excuse of why I was buying all those clothes. It’s not like I could say they were for Brie.

Showing off her best Lucifer impression, Brie walks up to the counter, wearing her usual semi-loose tee shirt and cargo shorts, showing off her extremely thick calves. her thick biceps still filling the sleeves. Her long hair pulled up in a “business” ponytail. “Hey Brian. Hey Jess. I saw dad take you in the office, is everything okay?” Jess rolled her eyes. She hated admitting she had done anything wrong especially to her “little sister”. So perfect in every way. “No not at all. Dad and I are discussing a little business deal.” “You too, huh” Jess’ interest became a little peaked. “What are you talking about?” A look of almost embarrassment entered Brie’s face “oh..Nothing.

Jess decided to let it go as she had her own problems to deal with. She grabbed Brian his usual after work out bottle of water and started her daily work routine.

Brie: oh yeah. How did your guys’ date go?

Jess: how did you know about that?

Brian: oh yeah Jess, I forgot to tell you. Brie stopped by your house last night while you were on the beer run.

Jess: oh..Yeah..

Brian: yeah I was going to call you and tell you to bring some extra but she didn’t want to be a third wheel.

Jess: it would have been fine. We weren’t on a date.

Brie: sure you weren’t. That was the second time this week I have seen you two alone.

Jess: we’re just friends.

Brie: of course you are.

Brie smirked as she grabbed a protein shake and headed to her office. Ever since their father had promoted her to manager, Brie took a more active role in the gym. Well, more active that actually working out that is. Brie had done some pretty cool things to the gym, making it more female friendly and not all the “testosterone filled tank” that James, their father, and his dad had injected into it.

Jess finished the last of her setting up before opening. “Thanks for covering for me back there” “no biggie” replied Brian. Listen. I’ve got to get out of here but meet me for lunch. I think I know how you can solve your money woes.” “Yeah, how’s that. Rob a bank?” Brian smiled, “well not like you couldn’t but I think I can help you legally. Just meet me for lunch, I have to do some research first.

Jess leaned over the counter as she sat on her stool by the register, holding her head in her hands. She glanced at the spinning rack of “funny” stickers spotting one that said, “don’t take life to seriously..You’ll never get out alive.” Jess softly smirked as the pondered what Brian could possibly be thinking up for her.

2b continued.

Brian