Morine has developed a bit of an addiction to size changing.  And she is going to make sure people change in size at any coast.  (This story is only on my Patreon All-Access tier.)

             Morine rubbed her hands together.  “Okay.  After a lot of research, I think I finally found something.” She set the bottle down on the edge of the table.  “This little baby should cause some fabulous size changing. I just wish the dealer was more specific about what kind. . .” She shook her head.  “But that isn’t the point.  I put this in the office water supply and then. . .” She giggled.  “Then when my clients come in, they all will have size-changing problems for me to deal with.  Wonderful size-changing problems.” She moaned. “Ohh, I can see it now. Ohhh.”

             She took a deep breath.  “But I need to be careful.  Stealthy even.  I can’t let anyone catch on that I am doing this.  If they do, I. . .” She caught herself.  “Oh god, could I be the one that needs help?  No, that is crazy.” She laughed. “I am perfectly fine.” She looked at herself in the mirror.  “Isn’t that right, Morine?  You are fine. Oh, so fine.” She winked at herself. “You are just talking to yourself. There isn’t anything wrong with that.”

             She shook her head.  “Ugh, maybe I do have a little bit of a problem.  Ugh.” She tapped her fingers on the side of the bottle with its red swirling liquid inside.  “But I just. . . I just love seeing people change in size.  No matter if it’s turning into a giant blueberry or a magnificent giantess.  Ohh, it is sooo fucking lovely and sexy.” She took a deep breath.  “Hmm, maybe I should think about seeking some therapy.  Ahh, well, I will cross that bridge when I cross it.”