Jen hates doing a commission for Hailey.  So against her better judgment she is going to use a potion that will turn herself into a dress out of Hailey's wildest dreams.  But it comes with a catch.  The moment Hailey puts Jen on the brat will grow out of control.  (This story is only on my Patreon All-Access tier.)

“God, how did I get a commission from such a brat?”  Jen snorted as she sat down.  “There is no way I am going to be able to get her dress done in time.  Unless. . .”  The thought sprang into her mind.  “No, it’s too much of a risk.  I. . . I don’t know if I want to go through with it.  But that brat.  She deserves it.”  Jen grasped her hands into fists.  “Even if I have to go through some unpleasantness myself.”  She opened the door and walked into the hallway.  “I thought the day would never come when I would stoop this low.  My mentor said I would do this someday, but I never believed her.”

              Jen made her way outside and to her car.  Inside was a small vial filled with blue liquid.  It was a unique dress-making formula that, if ingested, would turn the person into the dress of their dreams.  While it would be ironic to turn Hailey into the dress that she deserved to be, the formula had some other interesting properties.  It wasn’t permanent, and it was quite literally a dress of the drinker’s dreams.  So if Jen drank it with the intention of making the person who put her on grow or shrink well. . . that would be oh so divine.  Who would they blame as they try and take her off to stop it?  Jen wouldn’t be around in the sense they would understand.

              As she held the bottle in her hands, she gulped.  “I have never had to use this before, but this bitch. . . she just. . . I can’t stand her.  She said once I give her the dress she wants, she will send the money to my bank.”  Jen took a deep breath.  “Thankfully, this should give me enough time to get into the house before it takes effect.  Then. . . all bets are off.  I just hope I look appealing enough for Hailey to put me on.”  She unscrewed the cap.  “It is painful to mix a batch of this crap.  I don’t want to waste this stuff.”  Jen gulped down the contents, her face turning bright red as she did so.