This story is currently in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on Dec 17th

              Linda walked up to the glass door of the pharmacy and shivered. “Why does it have to be so cold today?” She looked down the sidewalk at the tree with its red and orange leaves scattered around on the ground. “Just because it's fall doesn’t mean it has to be cold.” She turned her pale head and walked inside.

              “Hello, Linda.” Ron waved at her as she walked up towards the counter. “How are you doing today? Still going to college?”

              She nodded her head. “Yes. Classes start up again this week.” She gave him a smile. “Did my prescriptions come in?”

              “Let me check.” He turned around and walked down the aisles of pills. She hummed to herself as she waited. Linda did not like these monthly trips. The Enthroal Township was the only pharmacy that would carry the perceptions she needed in the area, pills that would keep her from growing. Then, a few years ago, her body began to suddenly grow out of control. Every week she would gain multiple feet in height. By the time the doctors figured out a way to control her height issues, she had already become seventy feet tall.

              She tapped her foot on the ground. “Ron usually doesn’t take this long.” She looked over the counter. “Did he go into the back room?”

              A few minutes later, Ron walked to the counter as he scratched his bald head. “Sorry, but the perceptions are not in.”

              Linda crossed her arms. “Ok, then when can I pick them up?”

              “Look, we only get our supplies here once every two weeks, and the truck came yesterday. So you will have to come back on the sixteenth.”

              She put her hands down on the counter. “But I need those pills now. I will run out tonight.”

              “Hey, I can’t do anything. Calm down.”

              She grabbed him by the collar of his shit. “You don’t understand. I need those pills.

              His eyes went wide. “Linda, calm down. Please.” He took a deep breath. “Don’t do something you will regret.”

              She sighed and let go of him. “I am sorry.”

              “Can’t you go without the medicine for a few weeks?

I know it isn’t blood pressure or something like that, but what is the worst that could happen?"

              She walked over to the door. “I don’t know. I just know I don’t want to find out.” She walked out into the frigid air.  What can I do to keep myself from growing?