A New House

A New House.

              Alice paced back and forth.  “You don’t have to do this.”

              Sara giggled.  “Yes, I do.  I am picking out a new place to live.”  She pointed at the magazine.  “This is perfect.  A two-story house.  Look at all these spacious rooms.  And it. . . wait, I don’t believe it.  It can be mine for free.”

              “It’s a scam, Sara.  You know free is never free.”

              “It just says to call this number, and they will give you this house.”  She picked up the phone.  “I am going to do it right now.  I am sick of living in this little apartment.”

              “Sara!”  But it was too late.  Her friend was already dialing.  “Ugh, do you ever listen to me?”

              “Hello, I am calling about the free house.  Yes.  You want to know if I have a close friend?  Why yes, her name is Alice.  Why?  Hmm, it’s important to the house-making process?  I don’t see why.  You will show me when we come to. . . oh perfect.  Do you need my information?  No?  This is part of your promotional campaign?  Oh, I will spread the word if you give me my dream home.  We will be right there!”  Sara hung up.  “Did you hear that?”

              “What?”

              “We are going to the vacant lot on Twenty Fourth Street.”  She grabbed Alice’s arm.  “Come on!”

              “Hey!”  Before she could protest, Alice was dragged to Sara’s SUV.  “What are you doing?”

              “Just come with me.”  Sara forced Alice into the passenger seat.  “It will be an adventure.”

              “I don’t know about this.”  Alice put on her seatbelt.  “But I better go with you, so you don’t do something foolish.”

              “Alright, I guess if you say so.”  She smiled as she got into the driver’s seat. “Of to my dream home.”  Sara sped her way through town, causing Alice to grip her seat tightly. How they weren’t pulled over was a mystery, but soon, they arrived at their destination.

              “I knew it.”  Alice stepped out of the vehicle.  “There is nothing here.”

              Sara stepped out of the vehicle.  “Of course, silly.  They said they would be building it for me.  But you needed to be here before they started.”

              “Me?  Why?”

              A young man walked up to them.  “I take it you are Sara?”

              Sara walked up to him.  “Yes, I am.”  She shook his hand.  “And this is Alice.”

              “Oh, she is?”  He walked around Alice.  “Yes, she will do nicely.”

              “Huh.  I will do nicely for what?”

              “You will make a fine house.”  Before Alice could protest, the man pulled out a syringe and stuck it into her right arm.  “What are you doing?”

              “Giving Sara her dream home.  I hope she enjoys you.”  He laughed as he pushed down on the syringe, green fluid flowing into Alice.

              “Hey. . .”  She moaned.  “I feel a bit funny.”

              Sara crossed her arms.  “Hey, mister.  This wasn’t part of the deal.  What are you doing?”

              He bowed to the two ladies.  “Enjoy your home.  She will be ready shortly.”  He laughed and took off running.

              Sara turned to look at Alice.  “Are you okay?”  She gulped as Alice began to shake.  “Alice?”

              “I. . . I. . .”  Alice looked down at the ground.  “Sara. . . I think you should get back.”  Alice moaned.  “I have a growing urge to. . . be your house.”

              “What?”  Sara looked at her friend with concern.  “Alice, you have to fight it.  You aren’t a house.”

              Alice moaned.  “But I want. . . to be. Ohhhh fuckkkkkk.  I can’t hold it in any longer.”  Alice’s feet dug into the ground, rumbling under Sara.  Alice moaned as she felt her feet stretch, her toes multiplying.  “Ohhh god.  This feels so fucking weird.”

              “What is happening?”  Sara grabbed Alice by the shoulders.  “What are you doing?”

              “Making. . . a nice little fence for you.”  Alice smiled.  “You will love it.”  Sara’s head turned as a white picket fence shot out of the ground at the edge of the plot.  “Oh god, that felt. . . interesting.”

              “Alice, please, you have to fight this.  I can’t live in you.  We are supposed to. . .”  Sara fell to the ground as Alice’s breasts suddenly shot forward, growing at an alarming rate.  “Ahhhhh!”

              “Ohhh, he was right.  I do love this feeling.”  Her boobs ripped through her shirt.  “I need to grow, grow, grow!”  Her arms shot out to the sides as if they had a will of their own.  “My butt and boobs need to be bigger.  Much bigger.”  She licked her lips.  “How will you live inside of me if I don’t grow?”

              Sara took the hit and ran, but it was too late.  Alice’s swelling breasts were upon her.  A hole opened up in her friend’s right boob, and Sara was soon inside Alice, her breast becoming hollow.  “What in the world?”

              Alice moaned as she felt Sara bounce about inside of her.  “Stop that.  You are tickling me.  This process is going to take a while.”  Her arms stretched and stretched.  “Oh my.  So that is what they will be used for.  The outer walls.”  She giggled as her hands flexed into a flat position.  “I sure am going to be a big house.  I wonder what else I. . . ohhhhh!”

              Sara banged against the wall of Alice’s breast as it became more defined, more solid.  Cute patterns started to form as wallpaper began to appear.  Even furniture grew out of the floor and carpet as well.  “This is crazy.  Alice?”

              But her head was hardening to a room as her ass was becoming a lovely basement.  In moments, the transformation was complete.

              “Alice.”  Sara rushed through the home.  “Are you there?”  A door suddenly opened as if with a will of its own.  “Oh my god.  You are.”  She smiled and rubbed the door.  “I was worried I had lost you to that crazy man.”  She leaned against the solid oak door.  “Now, to figure out how to get you back.  We can’t have you as a fucking house for the rest of your life.  This just won’t fucking do!”

              Still overcome by curiosity, Sara explored the rest of the house.  “Oh my!”  Her bedroom was filled with pictures of little bunny rabbits.  “Did you. . . do this?”  She knew there was no easy way for Alice to respond, so Sara just jumped onto the bed.  “I think we can keep you this way for a little while.”  She pulled at the covers.  “What do you say?”

              Alice’s door slammed once.

              “I think I will take that as a yes.”  Sara turned over.  “For now, I am going to take a nap.  This excitement has been tiring.  And I am sure you can use the rest after all you have been through.”  She laughed.