Heather has a date with Ben. Oh, what a day. Oh, what joy. And he has a treat for her. A romantic outing during a supermoon. It is sure to be a romantic backdrop. It can't possibly cause any unnecessary reactions. Nooooooo! (This story was a voted on story by my Patreon for oct. There were two due to a tie. It will come to DA in Dec 4th. There will also be a poll on my Patreon regarding part 2. Check it out if you want to influence the next part.)
She put her head in her hands as she looked out through the massive window. “I can’t believe I was worried about coming. This is amazing.” She looked up to see the moon shining above. “Ohh, wow. That must be the supermoon that Ben was talking about. It looks so cute.” She smiled. “It is so big.” Heather blinked her eyes. “Is it getting hot in here?” She pulled at the color of her dress. “I. . . umm, kind of feel a bit weird.” She rubbed her forehead. “I think I am just getting some early jitters. Yes, that is all. I am nervous.” Heather winced. “Jitters that make everything tight. Oww.”
She stood up. “I need fresh air. That might calm me down.” She tried to pull at the collar of her dress, but it was too tight. “Ughh.” She ran her hands along the massive mirror. “Seriously. Who designed this thing so it wouldn’t open. Whoah!” She fell backward as her heels snapped apart. “Fuck!”
She landed on the table, sending plates and silverware flying. Heather rubbed her head as she heard Ben’s voice call out from the other room. “What was that? Are you ok?”
She opened her eyes to see her feet had ripped her shoes apart. “Oh my god?!”
She looked down at the table and noticed how small it had become under her butt. “How did I get so big?” Shrrripppp. She winced as her growing body tore her dress. “Ughh! What is going on?”
“Heather? What is going on?”
“Umm, nothing.” She laughed. “I just was trying to dance and ran into the table, is all.” She gulped as she lifted her ass and could see how much she had flattened the table. “You don’t need to worry.”