"I recognize that kind of grimace." The young man shook his head at Jeff's problem, pulling his arm back as he pitched closer to speak. "Having a little trouble with a member of the better sex?"

  "My neighbor Julia." Jeff did a double take, not totally sure why he had been so forthcoming. The pair were still staring at him, smiling those incessant smiles that held warmth and hidden knowledge all at the same time. He shrugged and pulled out a sheet to write down prescriptions for pain killers. "I get off my shift soon and I'm sort of dreading going home. It's my neighbor."

  The blonde leaned forward, her cleavage swelling nicely in the squeezing tank top.

  "So you told us. What seems to be the problem?"

  Jeff let his eyes drift down her front for the slightest of moments, watching the stiff tips peek through the tight fabric while hoping his glasses hid his naughty little action.

  "She moved in about three months ago into the apartment across the hall from mine. There seems to be some chemistry between us, but ... I don't know."

  "She doesn't do it for you?"

  "No! Heavens no. It isn't that at all. She's beautiful, Greek I think, with gorgeous dark eyes and smooth skin." Jeff sighed, staring off into the faint distance. "Great body and fun to talk to."

  "It's just that ..." The young man was twirling his hand, encouraging him to get to the point.

  "It's just that I'm not sure if she's all that interested in me. Most of the time we have a good time together; watching rented movies, having lunch now and then, we've even gone shopping together. I can make her laugh and I think she's funny. But then, all of a sudden, she clams up. She won't talk or even look at me for a couple of days. Then she'll stop me in the hall and joke as if none of it ever happened." Jeff looked down, pausing in his notation. "I asked her about it last night and I think she got upset. She just closed her door in my face and locked it. I couldn't reason with her at all. I'm kind of scared I've ruined it."

  "That's rough doc."

  "So what should I do? What's going on?"

  The blonde leaned back in her plastic chair as she smiled. She folded her arms in front of her and her biceps tensed slightly, strengthening into tanned hardness.

  "Human beings have their secrets, some just find it more difficult to share than others. You tried to sneak into something she isn't ready to tell you yet. Give her time, she'll come around."

  "Yeah." The young man reached back and started to tie his long brown hair into a pony tail as he dispensed his advice. "Trying to discover too much too soon will only push her away or anger her; not to mention the fact that you may not be ready for all that her life has to offer."

  Jeff frowned, looking at the patient and his companion as they continued to smile.

  "Then what do I do in the mean time? How to deal with her mood swings now?"

  "Learn to enjoy them." The young couple looked at each other. She shook her head as he continued. "You can't change people to totally suit your needs. Learn to accept those quirks, they get to be quite interesting ... and endearing."

  "Oh sure, now you say that." The blonde folded her arms in front of her defensively, the smile still playfully on her face.

  "Besides, I think that everything will turn out all right. You two have more in common than you think. Just go home tonight and enjoy all that's going to happen."

  "Have more in common than I think?" Jeff coughed up a light laugh, dropping his pharmacy pad to his side. "How can you possibly know that?"

  The young man stopped, raising an eyebrow as he scratched at a small scar on his cheek with a thumbnail. He brought his hand up to Jeff's face and lightly waved it through his field of vision.

  Jeff blinked his glazing eyes a few times as he looked about in sudden confusion, wanting to say something but unsure of what that had been. He heard an echo playing in his mind, an important phrase that slipped away from his conscious thoughts and disappeared along with whatever impact it might have once had.

  His patient abruptly stood up.

  "Well doctor, thanks for the advice. I'll stop eating all of that jello and ice cream and I'm sure my stomach cramps will go away."

  "Uh ... yeah. Sure thing buddy."

  The young man extended a welcoming arm to the blonde who accepted it as she stood. She shook her head with mild disapproval.

  "You are so mean."

  "Like you've never done that before." He laughed. "You did it to the cab driver on the way over here so you wouldn't have to pay the fare."

  Jeff turned, his brow furrowed, as he watched them start to walk away. He scratched a nonexistent itch in his hair as tried to stop them.

  "Don't you guys need a, uh ... a prescription or something?"

  "We're fine bro. Just enjoy your night off. It should be fun."

  "Yeah ... thanks."

  The blonde tucked her fingers into the back pockets of her tight denim shorts, the frayed ends of their sleeves shifting around the muscles of her tanned thighs as they tensed with each of her sandaled steps. She nudged the young man with a soft elbow as they made their way to the sliding doors of the hospital exit with slowly fading words.

  "You know what little quirk of yours I admire?"

  "Hmm?"

  "Being able to share this intimate fetish of yours with people. I mean telling me is one thing, us going out together for a while and all, but you've put it down to paper and let a bunch of strangers read about it. I couldn't do that."

  The young man giggled to himself, looking at her as the doors slid open.

  "What are you talking about? We were just confessing stuff to all those readers when we were sitting down back there a few minutes ago."

  "You wrote that down?"

  The exit slid shut and they were gone.

  Jeff sighed as he looked around the waiting room. There were other patients sitting quietly in their seats, but they were no longer his responsibility. The only complaints he had to listen to now were his own. He dropped his clipboard on the front desk and didn't bother to say goodbye to Marge as she watched him trudge his way into the locker room.

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  Julia lifted the strong length of her right arm and brushed her long fingers against the chalky popcorn of the ceiling overhead. She smiled to herself as flakes of white sprinkle crumbled to the floor in a light drizzle around her body. A few clung to the light sweat that covered her skin, contrasting sharply against the deep tan. She sighed as she bit gently on her lower lip.

  The reflection in her mirror was imposing and glorious; she was forced to bend down slightly to see the grandeur of it all. The tattered remains of her t-shirt stretched around her swollen chest. Torn in enticing places, she pulled the frayed remains away from her breasts with a soft rip and tossed them onto her bed. She looked once again at her, now nude, body.

  She took one last glance at her dainty feet, her thin toes sinking further into the carpet with her increased weight, and tilted the silvered glass back. The full mane of brunette curls appeared around her glowing face and she blew herself a quick kiss as she winked.

  Julia was now over six and a half feet in size, her body growing over two feet in height in the span of a few wonderful minutes. She flexed the toned muscles of her arms and watched her breasts rise slightly with her graceful movement. Her faint laughter filled the air with it's music as she twirled her nude body, extending her long legs and pointing her toes forward as they sailed over the soft comforter of her bed.

  She stood straight, winking at her reflection again as she raised her arms over her head once more. Her elbows were barely curved as she placed her palms flat against the ceiling and started to tense her legs. There was a crack, a soft breaking in the plaster as she lightly giggled like a mischievous child. The white dust began to filter down once more, a powder rain that accompanied the struggles of the weakening roof. Julia paused.

  Across the broad expanse of her shoulders, a thin layer of chalk had collected. It nestled itself in the deep grooves near the base of her slender neck and along the bone of her collar beneath the smooth lines of her face. She frowned, her mouth setting itself in a slight and cute pout as she lowered her hands down and gently brushed the dry dust from her bare body. She took in a deep and calming breath as she turned to her dress and negligee that still rested atop her bed. Her feet pressed lighter and lighter into the carpet with each step, their cute length slowly shortening as she began to move towards them.

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