A Growing Nuisance

Chapter 4 - A Growing Habit

"It's me, we spoke earlier. My name is Earl, I didn't properly introduce myself."

'Shit! I can't let him see me like this!' Felicia's mind was in a state of pure anxiety, the realisation that she's stood, borderline naked, her hips and ass swollen up like balloons, with someone on the cusp of entering her apartment. Grabbing her bedsheet she wrapped it round herself and peeped out of her bedroom door. "Erm... Earl, yes hi Earl. What are you doing here?!"

"Oh, well I was just in the area and I heard you scream, and I couldn't help but notice your door was slightly open. Is everything ok?" She begins to sweat and begins generating a smorgasbord of excuses. "Oh that? Well it was... a spider, yes a spider!"

"Oh, a spider, you don't like spiders then?" He sounded concerned and she heard her door creaking open.

"YES! If... if I liked them would I scream?!" She tried to deter him from entering with a guttural yell, and it seemed to work. "Oh! Sorry, yeah that was a stupid question." She worried, was she too harsh? "No, it's ok, I appreciate the concern. But, it's gone now... it seems to have disappe..." Her rambling ceased as a familiar tingle. "No! No not now!" She stifled a moan as residual tingles filled her legs and butt, a familiar stretching sensation returning as they kept inflating. "Not what? Are you sure everything is ok? I'm coming in." The door creaks fully and footsteps sound on the floor.

"Hey! This breaking an entering!" She yelled from her room, keeping the door closed, her thighs and butt refusing to stop inflating. "S-sorry, you just... sound distressed. Is there anything I can do?" He asked with sincerity, trying to find her. Felicia was finding it hard to keep herself contained, her hips were getting bigger and bigger, and there was nothing she could do. "You can start by leaving my apartment! And you wonder why I'm distressed?!"

"Oh... I'm sorry... I'm just not really sure what to do. Do you have anyone else that can help you with whatever it is you need?"

His words made Felicia think, this was the first time anyone other than herself had been in this apartment for years, it felt so strange but also welcome. "No, my only friend lives on the other side of town, I don't have anyone else..." She heard Earl shuffle awkwardly and his words had traces of a little whimper. "I'm sorry to hear that, I'm sure there are many people who would like to be your friend."
"Pfft! I wish..." She replied.

"Oh... Well if you want another friend I'd love to be your friend." Earl said getting closer to her bedroom door. As the words hit her ears, Felicia forgot about her plight, her inflating hips and her fear of being discovered. Opening the door slightly, she pokes her head through and looks at Earl. "You mean that?" She whimpered, the prospect of a friend making her lip tremble with happiness. "Well of course, you're different from the bimbo's I was at that stupid party with, and it was nice to know not every chick in this apartment complex is a complete slut."

"I mean I've had worse compliments." She chuckled.

"Hehe, sorry. I just think it's nice to know that not everyone in this apartment complex is a party crazy bimbo or jock." He giggled and Felicia felt his smile warming and soothing her soul. "Oh... I forgot, my name is Felicia, we didn't get a proper introduction before hehe." She smiles and blushes a little.

" What a lovely name Felicia." As he smiles at her his eyes wander and he looks behind her. "Erm...why are you wearing your duvet?"

"Oh! Erm... because I'm sick, yes that's it I'm sick! Very sick and you... don't want to get close to me!" Felicia spouted and fumbled around trying to get Earl to leave. "Oh! Erm, ok... Do you want anything? Some medicine perhaps?" He starts edging closer.

"NO! I mean... no thanks, I'll manage on my own." She started to sweat again and panic set in. Just as he was about to leave, Earl noticed something behind Felicia. "Your duvet, is it rising?"

"W-what?!" She whipped round and the sudden realisation she was still inflating hit her. Slamming the door shut she retreats to the corner and yelps. Pulling away the duvet she sees her hips and butt have swollen to a nearly incomprehensible size, almost 2 feet on either side, and her butt now a pair of huge beach ball sized globes that stuck out from her body. "Hey! Felicia is everything alright?!" Earl says, concerned as he's taken aback by the sudden slam. "Y-yes! I'm fine, it was just the wind, yes the wind it was blowing the duvet."

"The wind?"

"Yes, I left the window open in case that spider left through the window!" She exclaimed and tried to hide under her covers as the approaching fear of him entering the room. But Earl had seen enough, he wasn't sure what was wrong, but decided it would be best to leave her for now. "Ok, erm... I'll leave you to it then, I hope you feel better soon Felicia." She couldn't help but feel bad as Earl began to step away. "Erm... thank you Earl, it's good to know not every guy here's a jock."

"Haha, and good to know not every girl here's an insufferable bimbo." He reaches the door and she can sense a feeling of happiness radiating from them both, filling the apartment. "Thank you Earl, again..." She says with a smile. And with that Earl closes the door, and Felicia lets out a groan of relief and frustration.

Just as the door clicked shut, her inflation stopped. "Oh my god... Fuck you two!" She yelled, slapping her hips in a furious wave of strikes. "Oh why did this happen to me?" She whimpers as she staggers back up and looks at her ridiculously inflated hips in the mirror.