After a tender night together Sarah thinks she is on a possible and wonderful road to the future.  But life has a way of sending nasty curve balls your way.  (This story is in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on Feb 16th.)

             Sarah smiled as she woke, the sun rising to greet her.  Despite everything, things finally seemed to be getting on the right track.  She was happy with her new job, even if it was temporary, and she had found out something extraordinary about herself. And as she sang her feet onto the floor, she felt happy for another reason.

             Being around Ashely just. . . it was a fun experience for her.  Sarah found herself excited to see the woman.  She realized it over the night that maybe. . . perhaps she should talk to Ashely.  That there might be something there.  Maybe. . .

             “Ahhhhh!” Sarah cried out as her breasts were suddenly enlarged.  “What the hell?”

             Ashely narrowed her eyes, glaring at her from the hallway.  “You should have gotten up an hour ago.  Also, you shouldn’t have worn that maid outfit to bed.  I am just giving you the punishment you deserve.  What?  I thought you liked it?” She turned around, her tone darker than Sarah had ever heard it. “Now come on.  We have work to do.”