This choice: Dee goes back to see Claire... • Go Back...Chapter #7Slowing down the growth by: Unknown Dee decided to head back to the lab where Claire was hiding; she had done some research on the virus before completely succumbing to infection, maybe she would have some useful information, or perhaps something to slow down or counter the virus's effects? Claire had gotten too big to finish her work, but it was possible she still had some ideas on how to help.
Dee walked back down the corridor, feeling her much tighter clothing constrict around her body with each step. Although she had stopped expanding for the moment, her shirt was so tight that she feared it might pop open at any minute. It wasn't a long walk back to the lab, but she walked slowly and carefully so as not to place too much pressure on her strained clothing.
"Claire!" Dee called as she entered the room. "You still here?"
"Where else would I be?" Claire sighed.
Dee crossed the room to where Claire was slumped onto the floor, caressing her mountainous belly. "Claire, I'm infected...there were some lunatics in the next room and-,"
"Oh no, Dee, not you too!" Claire cried. "I'm so sorry, I didn't want you to get dragged into this."
"It's not your fault," Dee replied. "But I need your help. you said you were researching the virus before you got too big, do you have anything that might help me?"
"Hmm, you're at an early stage of infection, so some of my earlier research might be useful to you," Claire said, sounding excited. "I think I might be able to help!"
Dee breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe there was a way out of this after all!
"In the cupboard over there," Claire pointed a flabby arm to a cupboard on the far side of the room. "There's a tube containing a purple liquid."
Dee hurried across the room, forgetting her composure in her mad dash to find the tube. The button on her shirt stretched even further apart as she jogged to the cupboard, her sudden burst of energy threatening to rip her shirt open completely. Dee opened the cupboard and immediately grabbed hold of the purple tube, it was a strange, mucky looking substance and she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to examine it any closer. "What is this stuff?" The slender blonde asked, her bulging tummy sticking out as she examined the contents of the tube.
"Something I created before I hit five hundred pounds," Claire wheezed, her triple chin wobbling as she spoke. "I tested on a few infected animals I found in the lab. It greatly slows down the effect of the virus. You'll carry on growing, but you'll probably gain about two pounds a day at most."
Dee smiled at her friend. This wasn't perfect, but it was better than nothing, with any luck, she could hold off the effects of the virus with exercise and a regimented diet...she was sure she could hold off a few pounds a week. "So...I'm guessing I have to drink it?" She asked.
"I know it doesn't look too tasty, but it works," Claire said.
Dee uncorked the tube and placed it to her lips, tipping the contents down her throat. It tasted surprisingly okay, a little like soda, but with an added kick. When she had gulped down the entire mixture, she let out a small belch and covered her mouth in embarrassment. She hoped this would work...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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