Chapter #3Jake the Genius! by: AridWD   "Yes! I have finally done it!" Jake Arnold shouted joyously in the basement of his house. At 4'6", he is a 16-year-old prodigy of science who was allowed to enter college at 12 years old and finish his Ph.D in Biology in FOUR years!
Newspapers covered the talents of this exceptional boy and he was offered all sorts of research grants and company offers. Everyone wanted him, but there was only one thing he was interested in...growth!
Specifically, he wanted to grow himself and shed out of this 4'5" shell that had caused him increasing annoyance. In every instance where he needed something, he needed someone's help to grab a cup from a cabinet, getting some special chemicals from his cooler, needing help whenever he couldn't see a large sign, and the list goes on.
...but no more. After months of laborious efforts and critical thinking, he finally produced a serum that will exhibit growth. He had tested on all sorts of animals: mice, monkeys, hamsters, and all of them had exhibited fantastic growth that was neither excessive nor little. He could easily grow to 6"4' by his math in a matter of days if he took a few drops!
"Jake-sweetie? Are you okay?"
Jake froze as he saw his 36-year-old mother, Ashley entered the basement very worried. She had lightly curled dark brown hair that was neatly cut to her shoulders, round photogenic face that caused her to shine every time to smile, a slim body, and...huge endowments that seemed to stick out no matter how conservative of a clothing she wore.
He couldn't ask for a better mother who supported and helped raise him alone. She got pregnant when she was in college by her former boyfriend, but the man decided he didn't want to commit to being a full father, so they broke up and he paid child-support. Jake really didn't have an opinion of him, but he did think that he made a terrible mistake.
Regardless, the only problem was that she could be very over-protective and sensitive to his well-being, especially since he was smaller than the average male. One time, she had a nightmare of her precious boy being trampled by football players and as silly as it sounded, she couldn't sleep alone without her son in her arms for a whole week!
She gets easily emotional and sometimes, Jake couldn't put up with it. Despite her well-meaning, it was suffocating him figuratively and...very literally. It didn't help that his mother was 5'7" which wasn't too tall, but Jake hated the fact he had to look up to her.
"Oh sorry, mom," Jake cleared his throat before smiling and lifting up a vile filled with a lime-colored liquid, "I did it! I finally perfected the growth serum!"
Ashley didn't understand the science of it, but she knew that her son had been working on this for months. Feeling wells of pride fill her up, she continued her decline into the basement and raised her arms towards him.
"Oh, that is so great, sweetie! I know you've been working so hard on this!" she squealed in delight, approaching him fast to envelop him.
Jake's expression slowly turned into horror as he realized he couldn't deny his mother a hug this time given the occasion and her speed. Quickly, he settled the vile back into its tray and then was swarmed by his mother's love.
"Hurgh!" Jake groaned as his whole body was squeezed by his mother's larger body. His face was burried into the depths of his mother's cleavage and he tried to pull out before he suffocates. This was one of the many instances where suffocation is in a literal context.
"M-mom! T-that's enough!" Jake gasped as he managed to pull his head away.
Ashley let go and Jake was surprised to see tears well in her eyes. They were tears of happiness, of course, but she always spilt some tears when it came to her precious son's achievements...even if she didn't understand them quite well.
"Oh baby, you mean the world to me and I am certain that you'll be able to help people who want to grow a little more themselves with this...that's what it is for, right?"
Jake maintained some distance between himself and his mother, clearing his throat again. "Yes, that's exactly what this is for, but first, I plan on testing this on myself. I won't have to be known as the shortie scientist any longer!"
Ashley chuckled, thinking it was cute. "Sweetie, I think you're perfect enough. I still don't think you should worry about your height."
Jake frowned and dismissed his mother's words. He already made up his mind. Not only would his mother not be able to suffocate him if he grew taller, but he could also do many things on his own! He could become even more free!
"I'm not backing down. I refuse to be forever this size!" Jake stated, firmly.
Ashley sighed but didn't press on. "Just make sure you don't hurt yourself. You've done amazing things, so I trust you, but it doesn't stop me from worrying."
Jake closed his eyes, slightly rolling his eyes as he heard he worries so many times. "Yes yes...I know mom. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to make some arrangements for some last, final tests. If you plan on staying, don't...touch...anything...alright?"
Ashley was a little saddened by her son's dismissal, but she was aware that she could be overly-concerned. It was in her nature though so she couldn't help it.
"Alright, sweetie. I'll be going to do some errands. Do you need anything?"
"Nope," Jake answered quickly as he left his mother's presence and moved up the stairs to the rest of the house above.
Silence quickly entered as Ashley stood, taking all of her son's work in. Their basement was once just a place to store junk, but her son had transformed it into his own personal lab. She could hardly believe it.
Taking it all in for a moment, she sub-consciously leaned on the table that contained all sorts of glass and viles, including the lime-colored serum...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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