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ENERGIZE! Shower Gel – Chapter 09

Written by Monty :: [Friday, 17 April 2015 11:15] Last updated by :: [Thursday, 09 July 2015 10:36]

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ENERGIZE! Chapter Nine

 

Pasadena, CA.

Early Tuesday Morning

“Must you be up so early for work, Bobby, honey?”

“I’m sorry Clare, the boss has pulled me up for my, err … irregular timekeeping in the mornings … and I have to make up time for the doctor’s appointment with my ribs.”

Oh please Bobby … you know I’ll make it worth your while …” she breathed huskily at him.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Robert slowly turned around to face her.

“Clare, I can’t affo …”

“What’s the matter, Bobby? Cat got your tongue?” she purred at him …

Robert sighed at his beautiful Superwoman.

How could he resist her power?… work would just have to wait a little longer again …

 

Tucson, AZ.

Tuesday Morning

Sarah awoke to her freedom! She hadn’t felt so overwhelmed since her first contact in her boiling shower with her Energize! Gel. Life felt good again!

She stretched her arms into the air, slowly rising from her bed as she glanced up, up at her captivating Superhuman Chest … well her Chest had certainly been ‘Captain Captivating’ yesterday!’ she smiled to herself …

Safely landing with her cargo in dry dock, she had flown up to the top deck, smiling as passengers below raised their hands towards her to acclaim their Goddess.

“Th … Th … Thankyou so much” Captain Stevens had stammered, “H … h … how can I … I … i … I mean, how can Princess Cruises ever repay you?!” he asked her cleavage.

Arms and legs akimbo, standing proudly, Sarah had looked down at what was drawing his attention … ‘hmmmm … looks like all that heavy lifting has given my chest a proper Energized workout!… ’

“Don’t worry about repaying me … it was no trouble at all … I’m more than happy to give, when I have these gifts!”

She had flexed her powerful arm for him to produce her swollen bicep, but her reply had been to his balding downturned head. She rolled her eyes skywards as she raised her right arm and pushed off into the blue above with her left foot …

 

Tucson, AZ.

Present Tuesday Morning

“Back to work today!… Come on Girls … you are in for a treat!

Reward was due for how they had push passed and destroyed the ship’s massive propellers the previous day.

‘What had Emma done to change things so swiftly?… It had obviously worked whatever her little sister had come up with!’ as she cajoled her boobs slowly with her gel … she would have to ask Emms about it!

Some days later, Emma would shrug her shoulders at Sarah’s excited questioning … “oh that … nothin’ special, sis … I just gave someone a little fright, that’s all”

A wry smile would cross Emma’s lips … it was probably best not to go into too much detail with Sarah on that subject …

Back to the present morning, and across town in hospital, an early-risen George was explaining to a bewildered Mark ‘their’ decision … deep down the couple knew whose decision it had been … it had been a young, unstoppable, teenage girl’s demand. It hadn’t even been a “decision” at all …

“Look son, believe me, it’s for the best if we let this go”

Agnes was too upset to attend …

 

Pasadena, CA.

Same Time, Tuesday Morning

“MOM?… Come see THIS!”

Emma called to her mother in the kitchen through a mouthful of muesli, sitting on the settee in her pyjamas.

Clare hurried though to the lounge …

Oh my …!” exclaimed Clare from the lounge doorway at the Breakfast Television footage of the relatively tiny Energize! carrying the massive stricken cruise ship over Venice Beach towards Dry Dock.

Yaaay! … she’s something else, ain’t she, mom?… apparently the … myum … ship was holed in a freak accident at sea or something and she flew … myum … out and saved it from the sink” mumbled Emma through her muesli, as she spooned her bowl below for another mouthful, unaware that the scenes on FOX News were the ramifications of her baseball strike from over thirty miles away …

Clare dragged her eyes away from the floating cruise liner fifty feet in the air and stared at the figure in the bottom right corner of the screen … the figure standing akimbo looked somewhat familiar …

Don’t be daft Clare!’ … she sighed to herself ‘ … I just need my morning caffeine hit …’

“Shouldn’t you be getting ready for school, young lady … look at the time!”

“I’ve got plenty time, mom!” as she picked herself up from the settee to sashay towards her morning shower.

You little show-off!’ Clare smiled silently to her daughter, as she appraised Emma’s swaying curves approaching the lounge doorway. Her daughter was certainly an early bloomer, despite having the same eyes, hair and similar make-up of features as Clare, who herself had been a late developer in the curves department …

Gel in hand in anticipation, Emma pressed the large, recently worn, silver button in the centre of the dial set to the fifteen mark …

… Nothing happened!

Oh, shit! … No!” said Emma, as she pressed repeatedly on the shower button with no effect …

“Mom! Dad! … The shower’s broken!”

Oh God, No!’ whispered Clare to herself downstairs … the bored housewife had been overdoing it with her daily shower gel routines recently.

“Don’t worry babes, I’ll phone a maintenance guy from the office later” said Robert as he grabbed his briefcase and kissed his wife on the cheek.

Bye honey!… Bye Sweetie!” he called out from the hallway …

His leaving farewell was met with a stony silence from the kitchen downstairs and a SLAM! From Emma’s bedroom upstairs.

Robert sighed, shrugged his shoulders and reached for the door handle.

“This stuff will never work in the crappy little sink” had sulked Emma … the tub of Energize! Shower gel was slammed huffily down on top of her bedroom television, her fist smashing through the tv’s metal cover with a tiny bit of her frustrated strength. Emma didn’t even notice the damage, as she stormed from her bedroom back to ‘that damn sink!’

Periodically, a tiny amount of gel would drop from the cracked top of Emma’s plastic tub into the inner workings of her television set …

Drip …

… Drip …

… Drip …

 

Pasadena Financial District

Late Tuesday Morning

“It’ll cost how much?” exclaimed Robert down the phone.

“Sorry sir, that range of shower units are quite expensive … you’ll get just about the same quote from wherever you call … I’m giving you my best price”

“Thanks … but I’ll try elsewhere”

Robert hit the re-dial button … he’d had an idea … an old golfing buddy might be able to help.

“Hi, Bill!” Robert loosened his tie and sat back in his chair.

“It’s Rob Cairns here … yeah, I’m ok Bill, thanks” as he slowly nursed a cracked rib on his side.

“Yeah!” he chuckled over the phone, “The wife and kids are great, thanks … couldn’t be better!”

“Listen, Bill I’ve got a few plumbing problems with the shower unit at home that’s gonna cost a bomb to sort … do you have any replacement models you could hook me up with?”

Yeah?… a new prototype model on the market? … for how much, did you say?” asked Robert, impressed with the information he was being fed.

Bill gave him the rundown on the new model.

“And you can install today?… Yeah, that would be fantastic, Bill!… Sure, ask your guys to leave the paperwork at the house and I’ll sort out the payment this evening. Good to hear from you, man! … Thanks buddie!”

Robert turned in his swivel chair to face the Pasadena skyline from his window and loosened his tie a little more … ‘Only the best for my girls … Clare is gonna love this!’ …

 

The Cairns Household

Mid-Afternoon

Clare had been moping around the house, becoming increasingly bored and a little bit frustrated. She had completed the daily housework in a super-easy twelve seconds earlier.

Oh well” she sighed to herself “Perhaps I can watch more of Energize! as she flicked Fox News back on …

Hmmmm … amazing … what a Superbabe!”

The doorbell rang, as she glanced out to the window to see the large white delivery truck in the driveway.

The door was opened to the two young delivery men by a ravishing blonde …

Joe gasped under his breath as he looked up from the steps below … “what a MILF …” he whispered to his co-worker. Clare smiled down from the steps above at the compliment …

“So, how can I help you guys?”

“Umm … hello miss, err, ma’am we have a delivery for a Rob and Clare Cairns?… Can we access the garage to get the hot-tub through the back doors of the house, please?

Whaaa … A HOT TUB?Clare squealed with delight like an excited schoolgirl, clutching her palms to her flushing cheeks.

The guys gave each other a knowing look … most housewives reacted this way with the surprise delivery to their doors … well, most ordinary housewives reacted this way …

Sure! Please!” Clare almost begged them …”Please, through the patio doors on your right at the back of the garage!”

“Thankyou, ma’am”

“No, thankYOU” gushed an overwhelmed Clare, bending her knees towards them, hands still on her rosy cheeks.

The two workmen didn’t so much bend their knees, they just went weak at the knees at the gorgeous sight before them …

They’d have to get the old broken electric shower unit out first. There was some plasterboard obstructing the cables to be taken out from behind the skirting.

These new-build places are always a pain in the ass to work in …’ as Joe lowered his head to the gap in the skirting and pulled with all his might at the obstruction. There was a sudden flash! As the cables came loose with a resulting power surge throughout the house before the fuses cut out.

Emma’s damaged tv set in her room briefly surged on from standby mode, before shorting out, just as a bolt of shorted electricity from within the gel-covered power board sparked into the tub resting above …

The dormant gel began to stir …

Oh, not another delay ‘ Clare moaned to herself, as FOX News clicked off in the living room …

“I’m really, truly sorry for any inconvenience we’ve caused you, ma’am!… ” Joe called down the stairs, “ … and we’ll be replacing any damaged fuses …”

The “inconvenience” would become quite a requisite for Clare … as for “replacing any damaged fuses” … Well, there are only certain promises contractors can keep …

The tub of gel faded from it’s light blue electric sheen back to it’s original emerald hue, as it started to slowly surge into the television set’s broken confines …

The two able-bodied men struggled with the large parts of the hot-tub on the stairs as Clare looked on from the hall …

“Can I lend a hand, boys?”

“Ahh, it’s ok ma’am” puffed Joe … “we’re nearly there with these first flight of stairs …”

Clare rolled her eyes ‘if only they knew …’ as she tried another tact.

“Do you boys want to take a break in the kitchen, there’s some fresh orange juice in the fridge to let those big, strong muscles of your’s recover …”

She smiled to herself … that would give her time to get all the parts up to the landing in one swoop …

“Sorry ma’am … MMPH!’ as Joe pushed again, “We’ve got another delivery to make this afternoon … we can’t stop now”

tstu’ Clare quietly tutted to herself, her fingernaills drumming impatiently on the wooden bannister …

Eventually, her new toy was in place! Clare looked on in wonderment, palms placed on her cheeks, mouth slightly agape.

Dave waited in the van as Joe showed her the electronic control panel by the right arm-rest.

“The manufacturer’s have installed a safety switch here to prevent the bubbles getting too hot – they recommend seven as a standard setting” as Joe leaned over to flick the switch to green …

The mere mention of the words ‘bubbles’ and ‘too hot’ had just flicked another switch, inside Clare’s head … she was getting a little turned on now …

ohnononoh … that’s ok. …” Clare interjected in a low, husky voice as she leaned over Joe, running her fingers slowly down his arm to rest on his hand as she flicked the switch smoothly back to red … they both paused in mid-lean away from the console, her hand resting on his, as Joe stared into Clare’s clear emerald eyes. Her sexy little pout showed she disagreed with the recommendations.

“W … We … ahem … well ma’am, that’s everything … I think …” as Joe looked for another sign from this incredibly sensuous woman. He’d lose his job, but right now he didn’t care about that. He wanted to be in there! With her!

“Thankyou … for everything” she purred into his ear.

This beautiful woman was now leaning her whole body into him, enclosing him in a warm embrace with her delicate touch on his shoulders, pushing her fantastic chest up and out, into him. Her long toned thighs and knees pushing alternately against him as she rocked her legs sensuously against his …

You have no idea what this means to me …” she whispered onto his lips with her warm, pouty breath … her eyes locked on his …

“It’s a shame you have another delivery to make, you know,” as her hands ran down his torso …

“I could have shown you just how much this means to me, but … oh, well, nevermind …” Clare smiled and shrugged at him, and headed towards the stairs.

Poor Joe drifted off down the stairs and out the door dumbstruck as Clare smiled to herself. There was no way she would ever do anything behind her Bobby’s back, but she felt it fitting to reward her young hero.

Joe opened the passenger’s side door of the van. Dave shifted along to the middle passenger’s seat as Joe sat down, staring blankly ahead.

“Are you ok, Joe … ?” There was silence … a full thirty seconds passed …

“You’re gonna have to drive for the rest of the day, Dave” Joe sighed as he stared blankly ahead …


Back upstairs, Clare zoomed to Emma’s bedroom, nearly taking the wooden panelled door clean off it’s hinges. She materialised beside her daughter’s dresser drawer and rummaged through her daughter’s bras.

Where is it?… Has she taken it to school with her?… Has she hidden it somewhere else?… Damn, I should have kept some for myself in my bedroom drawer!”

Bras now littered the bedroom floor after Clare had worked herself into a frenzy …

She took a deep breath, inflating her chest out and stopped …

Calm down Clare’ she was losing it here. There was silence once more in her daughter’s bedroom … drip … drip … drip … dr …

‘What’s that noise?… ’

Clare slowly rotated her inflated, breath-held chest to the corner … there were green drips of gel accumulating on the carpet under Emmas’ tv stand!

Clare sighed slowly in deep relief, her strong exhalation whipped around the room, tousling her long blonde hair tempestuously, as she walked around Emma’s bed to the source of the dripping. She peered through the roof of the damaged television set as she slowly prised back the screeching metal casing with her fingers …

There was the gel in the little tub … surrounded by a mass of green, super power gel!

Clare gasped in astonishment … “What a day I’m having here! … I’m gonna need to get myself a bigger pair of Jugs for all this hot-tub gel!” she exclaimed to the room, her chest proudly thrust out …

She rushed down to the kitchen and back in four seconds, coming to a halt with two empty glass jugs, whose contents of orange juice now lay dumped in the sink. She scooped her hands gently into the moving gel …’oh wow’ … the tingling in her palms sent goosebumps shooting up her arms … by her third double handful, she couldn’t hold back any longer …

The hot-tub was coming to a nice rolling boil in front of her as she supersped out of her clothes. On the shelf beside her, two bubbling green jugs sat awaiting their starring role in Clare’s debut in her tub.

She lazily floated up and over the tub armrest as she reached down to adjust the temperature settings to a pleasant sixteen …

Seven? Rrreally?… ” Looking down she could see the wild stirring in the lather of frothing bubbles below …

“Just how I want it!”

A jugful of gel was poured into the raging torrents below as she gently lowered herself in …

Ahhh! Ooooo!” It wasn’t the scalding heat causing her cries of delight, it was her first tingling contact on her smooth rear and back of her thighs with her new supercharged gel. She let gravity take hold as she slipped below the surface of the green lake. If the shower was heavenly, the new tub was thrillingly orgasmic! Her mind exploded in a wave of joy as the supercharged tingles covered every nuance of her own Supercharged Body …’a match made in heaven …’ as she reached for the second jug of gel. How would her Super Boobs react to the much more powerful potency of this gel?…

She poured it over both her mounds generously and started carressing them gently. The tingling sensation exploded across her breasts!

OOOHHHMYGODDD!” Clare let herself go as she slipped below the bubbling surface. She could feel the gel re-moulding her, improving her. Making her better, stronger, as it let it’s mistress feed off the power it was supplying in the ferocious, bubbling heat.

She opened her mouth to gulp down litres of the boiling, sweet-tasting gel as it poured in and down her throat. She could feel the hot tingling spread inside her, through her, working it’s miraculous powers from within. It surged around her inner torso, pushing her breasts out into her hands even more! Clare thought she was going to pass out in the sheer ecstacy of it all!

She would always feel its presence inside her now, the bubbling gel was now a part of her, awaiting to explode into a torrent of power on her every whim … It was as if the gel was letting her know the power she possessed was now inside her very self.

Her hands never once left her breasts as she continued to rub her gel into her mounds in a rotating motion. Clare could feel more strength coursing through her arms just now than she had used to bring the massive speeding truck to a halt only days ago!

‘Did the power cut have anything to do with her gel’s new power? She wasn’t sure as she rose to the surface after 10 minutes of being submerged in ecstacy.

Bing! Bong!” rang the doorbell, interrupting Clare from her wonderful infuse of new power in her raging hot tub.

Who the hell could that be? At this time? On a Tuesday afternoon?” Clare decided to ignore the door and returned to the wonderful sensations flowing through her from the never-ending expanse of bubbling gel around her.

“Bing! Bong! Bing! Bong!”

“Jesus Christ! Can’t these Jehova’s witnesses or whoever they are take no for an answer?” She bit her lip … she really didn’t want to leave the overwhelming sensations of her new hot tub here …

“Bing! Bong! Bing! Bong! Bing! Bong!”

OK! OK! I’m coming!” as she floated out of the tub.

‘Time for a quick dry off …’ as Clare became a blur, turning at five, then ten, then twenty rotations per second. She reached for her towelling robe as her feet touched the tiled floor.

She slowly descended the stairs tying her gown tightly around her slim waist and pulled the door open to face two dark suited men in dark glasses.

“May I ask why you are here?… ”

She leaned back to push out her long blonde hair behind her towelling robe with both hands, her now HUGE boobs rose, as they tried to explode from the soft, cotton towelling robe that stretched and struggled to contain her new body …

Both agents’ eyes almost popped from their sockets at the sights!… Saved from obvious embarrassment by their dark glasses. Could this beautiful young woman be old enough to be Emma’s mother?…

“W … w … we w … wish to speak with your sister, miss … sh … she wasn’t in school today …”

Sister?… I don’t have a sister!… ”

“Umm … you are related to Emma? Aren’t you? This wasn’t going the way Agent Harris was expecting …

“Oh, you mean my daughter, Emma … well, I’m sure Emma skipping class is really of no concern to the men in black, but thankyou for letting me know … good day to you both” as she closed her door.

“Bing! Bong!”

Clare re-opened the door … “What now?…”

Her husky voice was beginning to show signs of annoyance.

Agent Montgomery re-started the conversation …

“We’re here to detain and question Emma as the prime suspect in an attempted armed robbery in Pasadena four weeks ago.”

Clare’s hand slowly slid up the doorframe to prevent entry, the mother’s first instinct being to protect her brood and their home …

Whaaat? Don’t be ridiculous! My Emma?” She’s not home, and even if she was, I would still slam the door in your faces! Don’t come to my house making nonsensical allegations about my daughter!”

This really wasn’t protocol at all … the two agents should be in control of the situation by now.

“I’m afraid it’s not as simple as that ma’am. You see, we’re federal agents acting on behalf of the government”

The two agents flashed their badges. Now the agents were making progress …

“We have the power to detain and question Emma on a number of criminal char …”

“You think you have power?… THAT’S not power!… Let me show you REAL power!”

She rocketed out her door barefoot in her towelling robe, sending the two federal agents in front of her sprawling to the ground. A millisecond later, she had came to an abrupt halt, ten feet in front of the black sedan by the kerbside.

Come to Clare” she called out to her toy car. She started to breathe in … A deep inhalation through her glorious, gel imbued lungs partially parted her towelling robe to reveal her new, rising mountainous chest. It was as if the sight of those growing mountains were what made the three ton vehicle want to move closer to the beauty standing before it. The two agents looked on in astonishment as their car, tyres screeching accelerated towards the SuperWoman …

Clare’s reached both her hands down to the fast approaching car, her fingers wrapping themselves around the solid chrome bumper. She effortlessly flicked her fingers up towards her as nearly three tons of heavy-set steel and chrome swung up and around towards her, crashing to a halt as the steel bonnet was buffeted by and moulded around her Energized! globes …

Are you paying attention, gentlemen?” she called out, turning her head towards the pair as the sedan rested on eight up-turned fingers.

Now this … THIS IS REAL POWER!…”

Clare pushed her forearms out in front of her as she casually straightened her fingers out, easily maintaining her balance over the stricken vehicle. She cast her eyes skywards with a wicked smile forming on her lips and began to slowly bend her knees. She could feel her strength coursing into her supporting thighs. It was as if her swallowed gel was rushing there on command to provide support! As she sprung upwards, her forearms blurred upwards, locking suddenly just before reaching her shoulder height, her now straightened fingers stopped abruptly releasing her seemingly weightless cargo into the air above.

The black sedan rocketed into the air at an astonishing speed … the car had just … just vanished from the beautiful blonde’s hands! The two agents on the ground raised their heads as far as their necks could stretch back as the black square in the blue sky rapidly became a black dot. Then a speck, and then noth … two hands closed around the uniformed necks and hoisted them high in the air in a fraction of a second.

NOW Gentleman!… do you wish to join your vehicle? Because, believe me, unless you call a halt to this … well, I think I’ve made my feelings clear, don’t yooooou?…”

Harris couldn’t believe his ears at the sweet melodic, innocent girl-ish, upturned ending of her question after what he had just witnessed … “Ooft!… Aaah!” were the sounds from the agents as they were unceremoniously dropped on the front lawn.

 

International Space Station

Outer Orbit, One minute 45 seconds after “lift-off” from Cape Pasadena

Crew member Matthews surveyed the magical view below him and sighed. He never tired of viewing Mother Earth in all her Glory … was that something on fire down there … fast-approaching?…

A large black … car?… bursting into flames, thundered past his window at thousands of miles per hour!

“Holy mother of . …”

“Guys! Did you see that?”

“See what Matthews?”

“Huh?… .You didn’t see … I’m dropping down to Med bay, guys … got a bout of space sickness here …”

 

Cape Pasadena, CA.

Clare folded her arms under her soft, towelled outstretched bosom, as the two agents looked up in awe at her figure …

“Well, gentlemen … has the case run into a bit of a cold spot?… a dead end we might say?…” as she surveyed her quiet cul-de-sac around her …

“Y … yes, yes of course ma’am”

“Goooood! That’s what a mother likes to hear … Well run along then!… no need to dally on my lawn!… .”

The two agents wandered off gesticulating with each other down the street.

“You got your mobile to call us a cab, Harris”

“It’s in the glove compartment”

“Oh … ok, you got any spare change to call from that payphone down there?”

“Yeah … in my jacket … in the fucking car!”

“Jeez … what do we do now?”

Clare smiled to herself as she headed back towards her hot-tub room.

I haven’t seen the changes yet … those two guys looked quite impressed with MY special agents” she giggled, as she strode towards her mirror, slowly letting the towelling robe fall to the floor as she turned to face The New Clare …

Oh, my …” she exclaimed to herself in her husky, throaty voice …

She raised her arms, pulling her long hair away from her shoulders as she slowly rotated her body, arcing from side-to-side …

All these enhanced powers in one day, today and this new super body as well’ she whispered to her reflection.

She smiled to herself, something inside Clare was telling her that her fabulous body was hers to keep – no more temporary boob jobs from now on … this new gel was definitely the real thing …

Robert turned his car into the cul-de-sac … ‘That’s strange …’ he murmured glancing over his shoulder at the two well-attired businessmen trying to thumb a lift into town ‘… must’ve ran out of gas or something …’

She heard the front door open.

“Hi, honey … I’m home early … I put in an order to replace the shower”

Robert wandered from room to room downstairs looking for Clare.

Clare smiled from trom her hot-tub room as she slowly rose into the air …’My Bobby hasn’t seen my power of flight … yet’ … even without her old gel infusing with the boiling water now, everything was oh, so easy for her …

He’d ended up back in the hallway at the foot of the stairs.

She silently floated out the room towards the top of her stairs …

“Clare?… are you up there?… has the new model arrived yet?”

She turned herself above the wooden flooring to gaze down at Bobby, right hand on hip, left hand outstretched, slowly beckoning to him with a single finger as her husky, low voice announced;

“It certainly has, Robert, it most certainly has …”

“C … C … Clare?… Robert started clambering his way up the stairs, unable to tear his sight from the heavenly vision above him as he followed her slowly beckoning, outstretched finger. He stumbled halfway and slid back down the stairs, only to be swept up in her arms as she carried him slowly, hand aloft, to the upper floor.

“Gotta watch out for those poor ribs of yours, honey!” as Robert clung on in amazement to her massive chest.

“We can drop this down to a mild seven, until things really heat up …”

Clare ripped off her husbands suit before she lowered Robert into the cool, bubbling waters and slowly hovered down over him.

Have I got a surprise for you” she whispered deliciously across his lips as she reached for her replenished gel. Slowly, sensuously she began rubbing the gel across his midriff as her hands rose up his torso.

Wow!” Robert whispered in response to his wife’s delicate touch.

It feels amazing inside, doesn’t it Bobby?” she whispered as she sat above him, her legs wrapping around his waist.

Do you feel like I do, Bobby … So Much Stronger … So Much Better, More Alive …”

“Hhhmmmm … not really, darling, but it smells nice …”

IT SMELLS NICE?… MMMPHH!” Clare slapped at the frothing water below her. A torrent rose up that threatened to overturn her new tub.

“Oh … oh yes, and your touch as well, honey” said a worried Robert as he felt a tidal wave almost drag him away if it hadn’t been for his wife’s strong shapely thighs wrapped around him …

“Don’t you feel even a little bit different with my new gel on you?”

“I’m just glad you are on me, darling” as he put all his strength into grabbing as much as he could of her huge new breasts hovering in front of his eyes.

Clare sighed, shrugging her shoulders. ‘Oh well … perhaps it is only meant for us girls …’ as she glanced down at her superhuman bosom receiving his gentle caresses …


Clare later supersped herself around her daughter’s bedroom returning it to ‘normal’. She slowly scooped a little of Emma’s old gel from the top of the television into the little tub, her fingers squealing closed the metal casing of the damaged set.

She had long-suspected something had changed within Emma, and the two officials today confirmed her fears … she’d give her daughter her old tub back to have her fun … How could her teenage daughter possibly cope with Clare’s power? The REAL power that was now in Clare’s bedroom, stored in two large jugs in a cooler in her walk-in closet, safely under lock and key …

Perhaps when she was a little older, rather more mature like Sarah … of course … Sarah! Why hadn’t she thought of her eldest daughter before? She hadn’t seen Sarah for ages.

I’m sure Sarah will love a little drop of this gel … I can give her a great boost!’ as she thought of her quiet wallflower lab assistant of a daughter …

She tapped the little tub on top of the tv “There we go!… as good as new!…

SLAM!” went the bedroom door.

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM, MOM!”

Clare rolled her eyes upwards and sighed … ‘Teenagers … God … Give me Strength!’

To be continued …

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