Sarah has a delivery to make but the person who she has to deliver to has something sinister up their sleeves.  Can she get in and out before things get out of hand?  This story is currently in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on March 12th, it also has an extended extra ending on my All Access tier involving fetish content.

              “Hey, who do I even deliver this to?”

              “Read the label. It will tell you everything.”

              She shook her head. “Ok. Fine.” She rolled up her window and turned the heater on. “Well, I guess things could be worse. Matt isn’t making me change in size. Yet.”

She picked up the box. “Hmm. Twenty-third Avenue. Apartment 46. Why does that sound familiar?” Sarah’s eyes went wide. “Oh hell no. Not him.” She threw the package against the front windshield. “Why can’t Matt leave me well enough alone? So I left him in the middle of nowhere when I was a good seventy feet tall. He should get the hell over it.” She took a deep breath and turned on her vehicle. “That jerk dumped me when I first started to change in size and has harassed me ever since. Well, I am going to just deliver this package to him and get it over with. I wonder why he wants me of all people to bring this to him.” Sarah rolled her blue eyes. “As if spending the night as a blueberry wasn’t enough of an issue.”

              She drove the short distance to Matt’s apartment, her fingernails digging into the leather of her steering wheel. A few minutes later, she arrived at Matt’s apartment and took a deep breath. “Ok, just walk up to the door and set the package down. You don’t have to do anything more than that.” She grabbed the box, shut off the engine, and walked out into the cold once more.

              As Sarah walked up to the mini-apartment building, she noticed a few people working on the roof. “Huh. Matt was right. It looks like someone or something ripped off the roof.” She took a deep breath. “Danmit Carien, why did you have to get me in more trouble with this jerk?” She pushed the glass door open and walked inside.

              She walked up the wooden staircase to the second floor. “Wow, I haven’t been here in almost a year.” She took a deep breath. “That brings back some memories.” Sarah shook her head. “Ok. Just knock on the door and leave.” She raised her hand and knocked. “Hello, I have a package here for you.”

              The door suddenly opened, and a hand grasped her arm. “Hey!” She was pulled inside, and the door suddenly closed behind her.