Alice gets a strange gift from a fan.  Maybe don't open it?  (This story is in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on August 13th.

              Alice shook her head before letting a small giggle escape her lips.  “Ugh, I can’t believe I did that.”  She held her hand over her mouth, finding herself unable to hold back her laughter.  “I just. . . why wasn’t I more careful?”  She held her hand over her chest as she turned around, consumed in a giggling storm.  “I need to clean this up.  Why can’t I stop giggling?  It wasn’t that funny?”  As she walked away, she didn’t notice the white and blue paint spreading across her face.  “Okay.  Okay.  I think I am. . . I am good.”

              Alice wrapped her hands around the mop and turned around.  “I don’t know what the hell that was about, but I am under control now.”  She scratched at her head.  “Shesh, I should also turn down the air while I am at it.  It’s getting fucking hot.”  She pulled at the collar of her multi-colored neck.  “Like fucking hell, I think I am sweating.  “It’s not even that hot.”  She started to giggle again.  “That fucking weather man. . . hehehehe. . . he should have known better.  Now I am getting all hot and sweaty because I put on the wrong clothing.  What a fucking. . . jerk.  God, why is this funny?”

              The strange paint traveled down her arms and legs as she tried to fight against the fit of giggles.  “I need to focus.  I am never going to clean up that pie at this rate.”  She scratched her rear end.  “Ugh, but maybe I should go upstairs first and change.  It is so hot, after all.  I don’t think these clothes are appropriate.  Like, what if I. . . sweat through them?  Or if I. . .”  She rubbed her head as strange thoughts began to drift into her mind.  “No, that wouldn’t happen.  When would my breasts grow so big that I would break my blouse apart.”  She laughed out loud.  “It would be so fucking funny, though.  My boobs ripping through my shirt and on display.  Hahahahahahh!”