This story is currently in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on Jan 27th.  (It is also a remake of an old story, link will be below.)

              She went from one cabinet to another without finding any medication of any kind. “You have got to be kidding me. Where did all of the pills go?” She coughed into her arm and hit herself in the head. “Oh, what is wrong with me? I moved them all into my nightstand after that incident with those dammed pills that crazy Fredrick guy gave me.” She narrowed her eyes at his name. “I hope that I don’t see him again.”

              Sarah turned around and rushed towards the stairwell in the next room. “When your body starts to change shape and size, you hide the pills.” She shuddered as she rushed up the steps. “I can just see my boss demanding I grow for his advertising whims again.” She coughed as she reached the top of the steps. “That wasn’t a pleasant day.”

              Sarah turned and headed towards her bedroom. She thrust the door open and rushed over to the nightstand. “Ok, where are the pills.” Her hands dug through the pill bottles. “Nope, nope.” She picked up a red bottle. “Fredricks Fancy Joint Relief?” She dropped the bottle onto the floor. “Yuck. I can’t believe I still have the damn thing.” Sarah kicked the bottle under her bed. “The damn thing made my neck grow longer than a giraffe.” She coughed and returned to looking for cold pills.

              Eventually, she pulled out a bottle with a semi-scratched-out label. “Hmm –ough remedies special.” Sarah sighed. “I guess it is better than nothing.” She opened the pill bottle and shook it until a small white pill fell into her palm. “Ok, down the hatch.”

              She swallowed the pill and coughed. “Hopefully, that helps.” Sarah turned around. “Might as well try and watch some television while the medicine does its thing.” She walked to the doorway. “Just try and relax.”

              As she walked out of the room, heat began to spread throughout her body. “Phew.

I hope that little pill does its job.” She put her hands into her pockets. “I think this cold is getting worse.” Sarah sneezed. “Which is the last thing I need.”

              Small tremors began to ripple throughout her body as she walked down the stairs. “Maybe I should head back up and lay down.” She put one hand on the railing and the other on her chest. “My heart is beating a mile a minute. I need to sit down.”

              Sarah walked down to the bottom of the stairs and plopped herself down on the last step. She took deep breaths as her body quivered. “I feel so weird. My skin feels rubbery and constrictive all at the same time.” She shook her head. “I only feel this way when I have had a Fredricks Fancy product, but that is pure nonsense. That pill wasn’t made from Fredricks Fancy.” Sarah laughed as she suddenly grew a foot and a half, her clothing closing in on her like a vice. Her right hand grasped onto the railing of the stairwell as her left snapped it like a twig.

              “Holy crap.” She coughed and looked out over the room. “What just happened?” Sarah made her way to her feet as she pulled at her jeans. “Everything is so tight now. Ugh.” She winced as she took a few steps forward. “I thought those pills were not made by Fredricks Fancy; what is going on?”