[gblock01]

Hello to all that remember me! Yes, that would be all three of you. Anyway, I'm finally back from a not too enjoyable summer break. I had to try to find some fresh ideas to write into stories to keep from going into withdrawl. As a result, I came up with at least one good one. I hope all of you enjoy it.

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Business Practices

“… happy birthday, dear Chaud… Happy birthday to you!” With the clink of glasses of beer raised in toast for the guest of honor, the four friends drank to good fortune in the year to come.

The portliest of the four chugged his drink in a fraction of the time that it took the other three. With a loud belch from deep within the pits of his immense stomach, Prauge Gutrot smiled in apparent victory. His gap-toothed grin was framed by an enormous brown beard and mustache which hung below a long, crooked nose that looked as if it had been broken more times than could be counted. The beard, when taken in with his brawl-hardened features, stout frame, and Irish background and accent, he looked like nothing more than a classic “Dungeons and Dragons” dwarf. His proud and burly personality coupled with his appetite for good food and better drink only enhanced this illusion. “I beat ya agin ya lilly livered pansies! No‘ne can ou’drink me!”

Rolling her eyes in something that resembled a cross between disgust and embarrassment, the only woman among the four launched into the dwarf with a biting retort. “It’s not a race you slack-jawed idiot! Now wipe the foam off of your flappy, beard covered lips before I do it for you!” Prauge continued to smile, though now it was with a more cautious gleam in his eyes, as the other two friends chuckled in unison. The dagger-tongued bombshell only rolled her eyes again. Mayim Aquus was by far one of the most beatuful girls that any of the three guys had ever met. She was a gorgeous blonde with firm, pert C-cup breasts, an incredibly toned, curvaceous body, and a mind as sharp as any blade that has ever been forged.

Changing the subject the third of the friends, Jinn Skye, addressed the guest of honor, his best friend, Chaud Stryke. “So,” he said, brushing his shaggy brown hair out of his face as he focused on Chaud with his piercing yellow eyes, “How does it feel to finally be of legal age to drink?”

The scarlet haired Chaud, after returning Jinn’s golden gaze with his violet one, responded after slamming his mug down. “It feels fucking great! No more worrying about the cops busting me for being under-age!” No sooner had these words passed his lips that Mayim retorted, saying, “Yeah! Now you have to worry about the cops busting you for being drunk off your ass!” Everyone at the table burst out laughing at once, causing Prauge to spray beer all over everyone and eliciting a less enthusiastic chortle out of Chaud.

Once they settled down, the subject changed again. “Well, drinking or not, I think that this has got to be one of the better restaurants that you guys could have taken me to,” Chaud said, gesturing around the room that the four were sitting in. In every direction, the tables were waited on by busty, toned, tall examples of feminine beauty, each one of them wearing an ill-fitting (too tight) t-shirt with the word “Hooters” literally stretched across their chests. “Well, the best restaurant that you could take me to where I would actually eat any food, anyway. I swear, Jinn! How the hell did you wrangle in a job like this one?”

Jinn only smiled coyly, his yellow eyes causing him to resemble nothing short of the Cheshire Cat. “Just lucky I guess…” he sighed, as he stretched backwards in his chair. “Seriously, though, it’s not as great as everyone thinks it is. Most of the girls have little on their mind other than how they look and are about as shallow as a puddle on a hot summer day. Also, I’m a cook. I really don’t work to closely with the ladies. The only time that this job is really any fun is when we have a party for all of the new employees. Actually, that reminds me: I think that they are supposed to start another round of hiring soon.”

Mayim’s interest in the conversation perked up at the mention of hiring new employees. “Really? What a coincidence! I was just thinking about applying for a job here. I’ve certainly got the body for it,” she said as she arched her back, showing off her generous cleavage. “What have I got to lose?” she said, tossing her long hair over her shoulders.

Jinn rolled his eyes in response. “Umm… You’re dignity? Seriously, Mayim, you may want to reconsider. The pay’s barely worth it for most of the girls and it’s only a tiny bit more than I earn. Plus it seriously tarnishes your reputation. Most guys think that the girls here are easy one-night-stands. While that is true for most of the girls, it isn’t for all of them. I’ve lost track of the number of times that I’ve heard that some of the women that work here have been sexually abused and/or raped. It’s because of those kinds of things and other influences that this job changes who you are. You know that I would die more than just a little inside if anything like that happened to you.”

Mayim leaned over and quickly kissed Jinn on the cheek. “Aww… that’s so sweet, lover-boy. But I think that I can take care of myself well enough. I’m going to go get an application.” With that, Mayim left the table to go talk to the manager, easily one of the bustiest women in the building, about applying for a job as a waitress. Jinn only shook his head at her as he watched her firm backside sway away from him. To his two other friends, he had only one thing to say: “I warned her.”

Not even five minutes after Mayim had left, she returned with a look of pure joy splashed across her face. “I got the job!” she almost screamed. “I didn’t even have to apply or anything! The manager took one look at me, had me sign a waiver or something, and said that I was in! She said that I could start next Monday, after the big welcoming party this weekend!” Chaud and Prauge both beamed with their well wishes for Mayim’s new job. No one noticed that Jinn could barely even muster a smile. While his three friends chatted jovially about Mayim’s incredibly luck, Jinn kept knocking back beers, praying to anyone and everyone out there that this would just be a drunken dream and that he would wake up soon.

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But it wasn’t a dream. The weekend came up alarmingly fast. At least it did for Jinn. For Mayim, the rest of the week seemed to drag by as slow as molasses in winter. Either way, the day of the welcoming party for the newest employees for Hooters arrived. The weather outside was stormy and lightning flickered with great peals of thunder as Jinn and Mayim rushed into the building.

Jinn had seen these parties before and acted like there was nothing unusual about the set-up. For Mayim, on the other hand, it came as a complete shock. Almost the entire floor had been cleared of tables, making the interior of the main area look like a white-trash ballroom. There were employees, both old and new, scattered all over the floor. Well, almost all over the floor. Part of the floor was cut off by a heavy, black curtain. The area around it was roped off. Attached to the rope was a single, simple sign that read, “Don’t peek. It’ll ruin the surprise.” Mayim was intensely curious, but since no one seemed that interested in what was behind the curtain, she didn’t press the matter. As she circulated, she became dimly aware of the fact that most of the new employees were much plainer and less attractive than the older employees. Thinking that it was just a coincidence, Mayim dismissed it and began to meet her new co-workers and enjoy the free drinks and food. Meanwhile, Jinn took a position in a corner next to the black curtain and waited for the climax of the party.

Jinn only had to wait about an hour. With a majority of the drinks gone and many of the women drunk, the manager, the one that Mayim talked to earlier made the announcement that Jinn knew was coming. Amidst the cracks of thunder from outside, the manager cleared her throat to get everyone’s attention. *Ahem* “Can I have your attention, please?” The room slowly quieted down, the older employees silent in anticipation and the newer ones in curiosity. “To start off with, I would like to extend a truly warm welcome to all of the women that have come to join our family here at Hooters!” A cheer went up from every woman in the building. “Of course, you are all aware that the Hooters family is rather unique. Well, our family here is a little more unique than most. We have the pleasure of being able to employ the most beautiful women that this country has to offer. I realize that some of you are looking around at the newer members of our family and thinking that they’re nothing special. Well, let me explain what I mean.” She cleared her throat in the dead silence of the room. Outside, the thunder rolled on ominously. “Recently, a private lab stumbled across a serum that can alter certain traits of women by adding certain chemicals to the base formula. We managed to procure this formula.” The newer employees stood, mouth agape, as the manager pulled a vial from her pocket. The liquid inside shimmered a rainbow of colors in the bright light of the room. “You women have been drinking this serum, which we had placed in all of your drinks, for the past hour.” She paused as the room exploded with shouts and cries of the newer employees.

The manager chuckled at all of the noise. This was nothing new. “Ladies, ladies, please! There is no need to fly off the handle. All of the female employees here have taken it before. The result of which is greatly improved beauty and sensuality. All of your physical traits are enhanced beyond what should be naturally allowed. There are no negative side-effects. Besides, the serum itself doesn’t do anything. You have to channel a special kind of energy through a person that has taken it for it to have any effect. That means that if the serum is not activated, it will simply pass through your system without any effect. For the sake of clarification, the energy is only introduced into a subject for a very brief and very controlled amount of time. The control panel ensures that it doesn’t run for too long. I will give everyone a chance to leave before we go through with this. If you leave, you will not be hassled in any way and you will be free to go. Of course that means that you will no longer have a job here, but it is your choice. Whether you leave or not, there is one vital rule that must be followed at all times. You must never reveal the source of out Hooters location’s success. To do so would invite some rather untoward consequences.

“Before you make your decision, allow me to briefly describe what this serum will do to you, should you go through with this. It will enhance your breasts, making them firmer and, of course, larger. It will also alter the quality of your skin and your facial features. It doesn’t do anything major. It just redefines the positive traits of you face and skin, making them more prominent. It also tones your muscles and slightly improves your height. The final thing that it does is it improves your sex drive. Knowing this, if anyone would like to back out now, please do so.” She paused as a handful of people left the building. “Well,” she continued, “now that that is out of the way, let’s get on with it.”

The manager moved over to where the curtain was and gave it a sharp tug. The curtain fell to the ground, revealing a clear plastic booth with an odd looking machine that resembled nothing more than a giant ray-gun. The booth had two doors: one facing the room that everyone was currently standing in and the other opened into a back room. “If all of you would be so kind, please form a line and we can really get this party started! When it’s your turn, step into the booth, then proceed to the back room. To the few men that we have with us, go ahead and move to the other room.”

The women quickly formed a line, many of them chatting eagerly in anticipation. Mayim, still holding a few trepidations about the whole thing, stood at the very end of the line. One by one, the women stepped into the booth, quickly transforming into buxom beauties that far surpassed anything that could be accomplished with surgery. More than one of the women actually tore their shirts from nothing but the expansion of their breasts. Every woman, without exception, became incredibly aroused by the changes that they experienced and had to be led from the booth while they tried to play with their enhanced features.

Finally it was Mayim’s turn. As Mayim stepped through the threshold of the booth, a bolt of lightning from the storm outside lit the room with a harsh glare. Taking a final, calming breath, she stepped in front of the machine. For a moment, it seemed as if she were seeing herself from outside of the booth. She could see the machine charging up. She could see the greenish colored energy building up at the tip of the cannon. She could see the form of her toned muscles straining with the stress of the situation. And then she could see nothing but white.

An enormous lightning bolt tore through the sky not ten feet from the building that they were in. With a crack of thunder that caused dust to rise from the floor and rattled the windows, the bolt struck the power lines outside sending a gigantic power surge through the entire building. Her eyes widening in shock, Mayim could not do anything but gasp as sparks flew out of the control panel of the machine, just as it fired at her.

The green beam slammed into her with more force than it seemed to have done to the other women. As the beam poured its energy into her body, an odd feeling washed over her. It wasn’t painful, but it wasn’t pleasurable either. The only way that it could be described was as a tingling numbness. The numb feeling didn’t last long though. Ever so slowly, a feeling of pure sensual pleasure began to permeate her body.

As the feeling grew stronger and stronger, her breathing began to come faster. Her quick breaths soon became heavy pants. Those heavy pants quickly turned into moans of pleasure. The feeling was becoming unbearable. She needed a release. She could feel her clothes tightening, increasing her sensations, as her hands slid down her front, into her crotch. With increasing fervor, she began to massage her nethers, crying out louder and louder. The cries did not go unnoticed by those in the other room. Both Jinn and the manager ran to the door of the booth to see what was happening. They were amazed by what they saw.

Mayim was lying on the floor, thrashing about in carnal ecstasy as the energy beam began to dramatically alter her body. They watched as her already toned body became more defined, slowly beginning to bulge with dense muscle. Even lying down, the rapid change in her height was obvious. Neither Jinn nor the manager doubted that she was anything less than six foot eight at the moment, and she was still growing.

As her body stretched, her shirt began to lift up, revealing a pulsating wall of mutating muscle on her formerly simply toned stomach. With each cry, her abdominals tightened further and further, cutting an eight-pack that looked like it was made out of cobblestones into her hardening stomach.

As she continued to thrash, her pecs began to develop, pushing her already generous bust forward, stretching out the top of her shirt. He back flared out soon after, further stretching it. Even lying down, the strengthening and enlargement of each individual muscle group was clearly visible.

With another great groan of pleasure, her arms began to expand, stretching out and then shredding her sleeves. The biceps grew first, slowly swelling and ripping through the fabric of her shirt. At first, they were only the size of oranges, but they rapidly swelled up and out, growing larger than any heavyweight bodybuilder had a right to have. Her triceps followed soon after, swelling to compliment the outrageous size of her newly grown biceps. Almost immediately after her triceps stopped growing, her forearms surged outwards, causing her grip to spasm. The spasm caused her hands to tighten their grips, jumping her level of pleasure to a whole new level.

Her legs received the next growth spurt, obliterating her already tight pants as well as her panties. Her quads, hamstrings, and calves ballooned out into diamond-hard bluges in a matter of seconds. Her beautiful ass tightened and ballooned into a muscular bubble-but. Apparently, even her vaginal muscles were growing. Her cries were getting louder and louder. At this point, the only article of clothing that she had on left was her stretched-out, now sleeveless shirt.

Then her breasts began to grow. Without warning, her breasts surged forward, destroying the remains of her shirt as well as, at the very least, quadrupling her sensations. With her entire body exposed now, one of her hands drifted away from her dripping vagina and began to explore her entire body, spending a lot of time feeling her still growing breasts. Her tits quickly expanded from her previous C-cup to an amazing H-cup, and they didn’t look to be stopping any time soon. They kept growing and growing, slowing down only once they reached the size of watermelons. She began to massage and knead her breasts, increasing her level of pleasure as well as making them seem to grow even bigger.

Suddenly, her thrashing picked up tempo. She apparently was nearing orgasm. Sweat poured over her hardened body, giving it an oily sheen. Her breasts heaved up and down, jiggling with her erratic breathing, her nipples completely rigid in the warm air inside the booth. With a final grunt and twist of her hand, she climaxed, loosing a scream which actually cracked the plastic walls of the booth. Slowly, she stood, exposing her body in all of its muscular glory.

Each muscle stood out in stark definition under her now deeply tanned skin. Each bulge was at least twice as big as any bodybuilder ever had. Even through the afterglow of her erotic experience, she continued to feel the hardness of her body. She slid her hands across her midriff, delighting in the feel of her cobblestone abs. One hand moved down, briefly stopping over her moist snatch, and continued to slide over her bulging legs and rock-hard ass. Her other hand moved up, feeling her pecs beneath her enormous breasts and then giving her firm, mountainous mammaries a good feel. Both of her hands slid up her arms, feeling her hard biceps and deltoids. As she looked up towards the door that led to the back room, only one thought permeated her pleasure-fogged mind. She needed a man. Badly. Looking at the door to the other room, she saw two people watching her: the manager and Jinn. She gracefully walked to the other door, each of her muscles moving in fluid harmony, her breasts bouncing and jiggling with each step. She lightly pushed against the door, nearly ripping it from its hinges.

She completely ignored the manager and walked over to Jinn, completely dwarfing him. A single sentient thought passed through her foggy mind as she looked down at him. He was nude, showing off all that he had to offer. Curious, she looked around the rest of the room. She was greeted by the sight of one of the sexiest, hottest, and erotic orgies that had ever existed. As she gazed in awe, a familiar stirring began within her sensitive folds. The stirring caused enough pleasure to banish what was left of her sentient mind, leaving only an aching need for release. She turned back to Jinn, lifted him up, and took him to where all of the fun was. Never again would anyone in this building go without satisfaction.

[The_Pimp_NeonBlack]

Welcome back, dear G Block, 'tis grand to see you of the Returning and with such an amazing tale in tow.

Though your time over the Summer may not have been the best for you, I's am glad it did give you time to work upon such an idea as this.

Kudos unto you, dear friend.

Peace
The Pimp NeonBlack

[Cowprobe]

I like the amount of personalization you gave these characters.

It seems as if they aren't just extras but have larger lives than the short story gives room to tell.

Can't wait to see where this leads. After all such a dramatic augmentation might reveal that franchise's secret.

Then again this is a fine encapsulated fantasy on it's own.

Thank you for sharing.

[nam]

Nice story, sorry to hear about your holiday!

[gblock01]

Thanks. I've got a couple of other ideas that I'm working on at the moment. Hopefully, I will have enough time to write and post them all.

[Fonk]

That's one of the finest short stories I've read here. Brilliant.

Hearty welcomes back, 'block! ;D

[Jack]

Wow!  That's a brilliant bit of writing.  Great rationale, description, very *ahem* fun to read… Thanks, man!

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