[p2 0hffe] Jill Gets Back To Work

For as beautiful as the setting was, most of the convention was not particularly noteworthy, in the time since leaving Barry and Roxanne behind, Jill had been relatively unimpressed by the exhibits she was coming across.

All the big name developers had minor technical improvements that, while interesting to some, was not her area of expertise, all she could do was stand by taking notes to pass on to one of her programming oriented colleagues. The indy game exhibits, while more within her area of interest, weren't much better, with few interesting offerings and a handfull of showings that seemed like pie in the sky ideas unlikely to produce an actual playable game.

So, she sat at another exhibit where a small group were explaining their new indy game. It was basically a platformer with a CyberPunk setting, nothing groundbreaking, but the gameplay looked decent. She was distracted from taking notes however as one of the guys on the panel had to quickly run for the bathroom more than once during the presentation, seeing him come back into the room dusting away the last crumbs of some sort of cake each time as he made his way back to his seat. When he finally got his turn to speak, he seemed drowsy and low energy, as if he was ready to fall asleep. The thought that he should really go get himself checked for diabetes birefly crossed her mind.

A few minutes later, they had finished their presentation, Jill finished what few notes she had left to scribble down before following the crowd out, back into the main area. Looking around, she turned to follow the smell of food wafting from the eating area. As she got in line, she found herself battling with her inner monologue as she tried to pick what to eat, everything was an unholy mix of greasy fried mystery meat and an insane amount of carbs.

''Would you order already!?''

A man yelling from further down the queue snapped her away from her thoughts and made her look back, chuckling to herself slightly as she turned to see who was causing the hold up at the front of the line, only to realise there was no one in front of her but a cashier who did not look happy.

''I'll... I'll take a hamburger and a coke please'' She quickly blurted out, setting aside her better judgement and going with a familiar option.

''Certainly, would you like to pick anything else with that?'' Between the cashiers blunt tone and the despairing sounds of the people behind her upon hearing the question, she quickly shook her head, confirming her order and setting her eyes on a place to sit as she waited for it to be delivered

People still in line were glaring at her as she made her way to her seat, causing her to blush in shame, she resorted to pulling out her phone and pretending to be totally engrossed in what was on the screen as she held one hand over the side of her face

Closing the unflattering picture of herself that Roxanne had sent her, she found herself back on her instagram account, with nothing better to do, she started sharing the few selfies she had taken earlier in the day, pausing as she came across the Lara Croft cosplayer and taking a moment to admire the level of work that girl had put in to keep that kind of physique, she continued scrolling through other selfies she had, picking ones to upload when she noticed the waiter heading her way, tray of food in hand.

She took a moment to stare at him, not because he was anything particularly special. In fact, she thought he could probably do with hitting the tredmill every now and then, just to keep that little bit of flab off. Looking away slightly as he caught her staring, she thanked him and tried to sneak a few glances as he walked away, idly wondering what he'd look like if he put on some muscle, maybe enough to pick her up and...

She stopped mid thought, eyes darting around as if she were afraid someone knew what she was fantasizing about, the only person she saw looking her way was one woman at a table who looked to be berating her boyfriend as he made an effort to look anywhere but towards her.

Picking up the greasy burger, she felt as if her stomach was turning, despite it smelling no different than any other burger, the thought of the heavily fried ingredients squeezed between two cheap buns was suddenly extremely off putting. Still, she needed to eat something and she'd already paid for it, so she **** herself to eat the burger and left the coke on the tray, deciding to pick up a bottle of water the next chance she got

Despite wiping using as much tissue as they had given her with her meal, she still felt like the fatty substance was coating her hands, plus, she needed to go to the toilet, so she made a beeline for the bathroom, looking around impatiently as she joined yet another queue.

There was a woman in front of her in some japanese cosplay that she didn't recognise, wearing a very delicate looking dress and white stockings, as she looked at the girl, she couldn't help but think that if only the girl worked out a little, maybe doing some squats each day, add in a couple of lunges and then some yoga poses to really drive the guys crazy...

Again she caught herself before her thoughts started to spiral too far down the rabbit hole, and she was lucky she had, as the queue was finally starting to move, bringing her that much closer to the entrance.

She came to a halt again, looking around, eyes drawn to a couple that had decided to cosplay as Chris and Sheva, she had to stare as they walked by, surprised that the guy was built well enough to pull off the look. The girl too, amazingly. Sadly, the two quickly dissapeared from view, thankfully though, the queue moved up enough that she could get into the bathroom.

As she finished up in the bathroom and headed towards the sink, she stopped in her tracks as she saw her reflection in the mirror, the pudgy cheeks she would have recognised were gone, as were the usual bags under her eyes from too much sugar and not enough sleep.

Stepping closer in fascination, she started to examine herself, bringing her hand to her face as she noticed that her skin and hair seemed to be softer and almost smoother. And it wasn't just her face that had changed either, her leather jacket felt softer to the touch, while also seeming thicker and heavier. The baggy black t shirt below it had also been changed, replaced by a much more cosplay accurate low necked tank top, looking down to her jeans, they didn't seem to have changed much, only getting slightly tighter. However, when she turned around, the change was obvious, as they were clearly pulled tighter across her ass.

Feeling like she needed to get a better look, she instictively took a few steps away from the mirror, turning around to look over her shoulder and half squatting a few times, watching the fabric of her jeans draw tighter and then go slack again as she stood back up. Turning back towards the sink, she noticed another woman a few sinks down was staring at the display she had been putting on.

''I-I just thought I might have ripped my jeans... they're my favorite pair''

The woman seemed satisfied at that explanation as she rolled her eyes and went back to checking her makeup in the mirror.

As Jill leaned forwards onto the sink again, she felt like the arms of her jacket were tighter, pausing for a moment, she stood up straight, tentatively bringing her hand to the botttom of her shirt and slowly pulling it up. Any flab was completely gone, replaced by a flat stomach that was just showing a hint of abs.

Quickly fishing her phone from her pocket, she stuck her tongue out at the mirror, pulling her shirt up higher as she snapped a selfie, impulsively going to share it on Instagram hoping that maybe some of the buff guys from her gym would see it.

She stopped before pressing send, confused at the strange thoughts as well as the sudden physical changes, it took her a moment to realise that her phone had also changed. Not only was it the latest model, but it was the top range version, and it seemed to be wrapped in some sort of specialized drop case. It was soft to the touch, with a brand name she didn't recognize.

Starting to flick through the images, she was sure it was her phone, though her contact list was much longer than she remembered and there seemed to be a bunch of selfies of her at the gym with people she couldn't quite recall the name of, though she was sure she knew their faces.

She started to make her way out of the bathroom, still trying to figure out what was going on.