Wussy - First of all, thank you for catching the typo. Second, thank you for your other comments! Joshua is
loving it. It is not uncomfortable for him in the least.
I'm glad you're enjoying my silly story.
Chapter 3
When Sabrina woke up, and looked around, her first thought was:
Who is this kid next to me? It took her several seconds to remember where she was and that the person next to her was, in fact, her husband. She giggled in excitement and sat up, and Joshua turned and grinned at her.
?Well, good morning,? he joked.
?What time is it??
?Not sure. Probably about five in the afternoon. The sun?s going down. How do you feel??
?I feel fantastic.?
Joshua got off his seat. ?Stand up! I want to see how much you?ve grown.?
Sabrina, still yawning but slightly giddy, sat up but didn?t stand just yet. She stared at Joshua standing up in front of her, and squealed when she realised that their eyes were almost level, even though she was still seated. She took his hands and pulled him in for a quick kiss, then stood up.
The change was dramatic. She had been growing slowly, but as they hadn?t compared themselves for an hour, they were both shocked at the difference in their heights. Joshua?s face was directly level with her breasts. She laughed loudly and hugged him tightly, pressing his face in between her breasts, through the toga. He hugged her back, and shivered at the unexpected extra distance he had to stretch his arms to get them around her.
For some time, they didn?t speak; they just enjoyed the sensations of touching each others? familiar yet different bodies. Then he looked up, resting his chin against her right breast. ?How long ago was it that you drank the agent??
She thought. ?If it?s five now, probably about three hours? Three and a half??
?So you?re still growing.?
She showed all of her teeth. ?I?m definitely still growing.?
--
Alexandra walked out of the vacant room after having made the bed and cleaned up after the departed occupants. She pushed her cart to the next door, but was stopped when she heard her name being spoken.
?Alexandra,? said Dolores, walking down the corridor. ?That guest that I asked you about. Lavoie??
Alexandra brought up a picture of her in her mind. She nodded, looking down at her waist-high boss.
?She?s outside by the pool,? continued Dolores. ?I?d like you to offer to show her around. She might not be aware of all of the facilities the resort offers.?
That?s a strange request, thought Alexandra, but didn?t say anything. ?Of course, Miss Crowley.? She paused. ?There are still a few rooms to be made up- should I finish them first??
Dolores shook her head. ?I?ll get Margaret to do it. You go and see if she wants to reserve a massage for tomorrow.?
Alexandra began removing her gloves, placing them on the cart. ?Alright. I?ll show them the massages, the restaurants??
?I didn?t say to show
them around,? Dolores interrupted. ?I said to show
her around.?
Alexandra hesitated for just a moment and looked around to see if anyone was within earshot. No one was. She nodded again. ?No problem.?
--
Margaret, manning the front desk, was counting down the minutes to the end of her shift when the phone rang.
?Hotel Hippolyte.?
?Hi, this is Malcom Robinson from head office. To whom am I speaking??
?Oh, hello! This is Margaret Norton.?
?Hi Margaret. Could you pass on a message to Dolores Crowley for me??
?Would you like to speak to her directly??
?Is she right there??
?No, but I can find her.?
?I?m afraid I don?t have time. I?d appreciate it if you could just please tell her that I?ll be coming by tomorrow afternoon for our monthly rendezvous.?
?Okay. What time??
?Not sure. Probably sometime between two and three.?
?Okay, no problem. I?ll let her know right away.?
?Thank you, Miss Norton. Have a good evening.?
?You too.? She hung up the phone and looked at the clock on the wall.
Seven more minutes, she thought, and began humming to herself. She took a pad of paper to write the down the message, but stopped when she saw Dolores walk in from the hallway.
?Good afternoon, Miss Crowley.?
?Margaret, I need you to take over Alexandra?s duties for the next hour or so. There are several rooms that need to be made up, and then??
?What? Why can?t Alexandra do them??
Dolores, not accustomed to being interrupted, glared at Margaret over the lenses of her glasses. Margaret immediately recognised her mistake.
?I mean? uh, I?m sorry, Miss Crowley, but I?m afraid my shift ends in?? she looked at the clock again. ?Six minutes.?
?Your shift, Margaret, ends in one hour and six minutes.?
Margaret balked. ?Miss Crowley, I?ve been here since six o?clock this morning, and my sister is expecting me to meet her in forty-five minutes. I??
?
Thank you, Margaret. This is not a discussion.? Dolores exhaled impatiently. ?Now, go clean up those rooms or go home. But if you go home, I don?t expect you back here tomorrow. Unless you check in as a guest.?
Margaret balled a fist almost as big as Dolores? head. ?Yes, Miss Crowley,? she forced out through her clenched teeth.
Well, fuck you too, she thought. She set off down the hall.
--
Alexandra walked out to the pool area to search for Sabrina. This was indeed a strange request, but Alexandra knew better than to question her boss. That was why she was the assistant manager, which certainly had its perks. The two of them had an understanding that was to both of their benefits. ?Lost? valuables were split between the two of them, as were confiscated drugs, which surfaced more often than one might expect. Alexandra could also get days off whenever she pleased, at no notice. And if any of the other employees ever mouthed off to her, which happened exactly as often as one might expect, a word to Dolores and the girl could be scrubbing toilets- or out of a job.
In return, she did whatever Dolores Crowley asked of her with an air of meek deference, which was exactly what Dolores wanted. She understood Dolores better than most of the other employees. She knew that most of the time, when Dolores made unreasonable demands, it wasn?t out of necessity. It was an exercise of power. She just enjoyed having people jump at her command.
And as long as Alexandra did what she was told, she kept her own advantages and avoided being given any unpleasant duties or last-minute shifts. As for this particular situation, Alexandra wasn?t sure what to make of it, but it didn?t actually matter. She just knew that she needed to get that woman away from her husband for an hour. And if she was clever, she might be able to get some information which could be useful in the future, if Dolores ever got bored of their mutual understanding. Alexandra did what she was told, but she wasn?t stupid.
As she scanned the pool area, she found them, sitting in their reclining chairs, talking to each other. She walked over and waited patiently until they noticed her. Sabrina stood up, obviously proud of her new stature, which brought the top of her head up to Alexandra?s chin. Realising this, she blinked and was visibly disappointed, but Alexandra didn?t miss a beat.
?Hi, Mrs. Lavoie. You certainly seem to be adjusting to your new size! How does it feel??
Sabrina smiled shyly. ?It feels? pretty good.?
?Well, if you have a moment, I?d like to take this time to show you around to a few of the amenities the resort has to offer.?
Sabrina looked down at her husband, whose mouth was moving slightly without producing any sound. ?What do you think, Josh? Are you hungry now or can you wait?? Joshua looked up at his Amazon wife and tried to speak, but only emitted a squeak. Alexandra cocked her head. Sabrina laughed. ?Come on, honey. Let?s go take a look around.?
Alexandra cleared her throat. ?Actually, Mrs. Lavoie, I meant the amenities that are built specifically for our female guests. To accommodate your new stature. Some of them are? gender-specific.? She looked back to Joshua. ?What I mean is that I?d like to show just your wife around. Do either of you mind??
Sabrina frowned. ?Oh. Well, that? makes sense, I guess. Josh, honey, do you mind??
Joshua, his mouth open slightly, shook his head.
?Great!? Alexandra clapped her hands once. ?If you?ll come with me, Mrs. Lavoie, I?ll show you the scale-adjusted showers??
?Hang on one sec.? Sabrina bent down at the waist until her face was level with her husband?s. ?I won?t be long.? She kissed him gently on the mouth. ?And you stay out of trouble.?
Josh nodded.
Sabrina laughed and straightened back up, slipping on her sandals. She was delighted to find that her feet had grown enough to almost fit into them comfortably. ?So where are these showers??
--
Joshua watched the two Amazons walk away. He shook his head and settled back into his reclining chair to watch the sun set.
This was a great choice for our honeymoon, he thought.
At least, he tried to watch the sunset, but the sight of the seven-, eight- and nine- foot tall women was just too distracting. It was only a couple of minutes before he gave up on appreciating nature and turned instead to appreciating the human scenery all around him.
After all, he thought,
I can see a sunset any day.
?Ahem.?
Joshua turned to see a woman standing next to him, smiling. She wasn?t dressed in a toga, like everyone else, but in a smart business suit, making her look terribly out of place here by the pool. There was something else about her, though, that was strange, which Josh couldn?t put his finger on right away, until he realised that she was shorter than he was. He chuckled to himself.
?Uh, hi. I?m sorry. I didn?t see you.? He sat up and put his feet on the ground.
The woman smiled at him and extended her hand. ?My name is Dolores. I?m the manager here.?
He grinned and shook her hand back. ?Good to meet you, Dolores. I?m Josh. You have a? a remarkable resort here. I just got in a few hours ago and I?m having an amazing time.?
She let go of his hand. ?Well, that?s what we want to hear. I?m just wondering if there?s anything at all that I can do to improve your stay.?
?Uhm? not that I can think of, at the moment. I mean, I haven?t been here very long yet.?
?Well, if there is anything at all, I?d like you to please let me know.?
?Well? there is one thing, but one of the staff told me it?s against policy.?
?Oh?? She seemed genuinely intrigued. ?What was that??
?There?s no way, is there, for my wife to get taller than nine feet??
Dolores? eyes widened slightly. ?Why do you ask??
?Well- don?t get me wrong. I am absolutely loving the fact that she?s so big. It?s unbelievable. But? I look around, and I see all of the staff members that are even bigger. And it makes me wonder? why is it that she has to be? limited like that??
She smiled sympathetically at him. ?I?m afraid we have had a few? unpleasant issues in the past concerning guests that were bigger than our staff members. Long ago, before I started working here. But it?s because of this that the policy is in place. I?m sorry, sir, but I really can?t allow your wife to grow any taller than nine feet.?
He smiled disappointedly. ?No, I understand.?
A gleam appeared in her eye. ?You have a special interest in this, I take it??
He met her gaze. ?You might say that.?
The corners of her mouth turned up. ?Tell you what. I?ll see if there?s anything I can do to help you out. I?m not making any promises, so don?t mention this to your wife just yet. But I?ll be in touch, okay??
His eyes nearly popped out of his head. ?Uh, okay! Thank you!?
?Don?t mention it. Take care. Josh.? She winked at him and turned away.
Josh lay back down on the chair and stared at the staff members serving drinks to the other guests. He imagined Sabrina with legs longer than his entire body, wrapping them around him.
Oh, if only?