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Chapter 7 by gorel29 gorel29

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They were indeed shocked...

Later at Starr industries...

"Well everyone, as you can see, I managed to resolve our fiscal issues for the next ten years practically overnight. As shown by the many hand-written booklets I've distributed to all of you to give a look over. If we keep steady in our company's sales and stick with the plan I've written down, we'll see a 300% growth in our revenue AND expansion of Starr industries influence in the corporate world for the foreseeable future."

Karen beamed proudly from the front of the office meeting with her other peers at her company, pointing to a projection behind her with a baton while the lights were dark, once the lights were back on and the projector screen was rolled back up, Karen turned around to face her co-workers with a smile and her hands confidently at her sides.

"So. What do you all think?"

Trading looks and staring back at their boss, the woman waited on them all for a response... Completely oblivious to the fact her business suit creaked, groaned and made tiny ripping noises trying to contain her expanded frame. When she first stepped into the office early that morning she gave everyone the shock of their lives when she came in almost a foot taller than normal and built like she had been taking puberty enhancers and heavy lifting all her life.

Now standing there in the meeting room with her hair tied back in a pony tail, the tall woman waited on a response as they all very quickly raised their hands.

"Yes Craig? Do you have a question about the meeting?"

"Not really, I'm more curious of what happened to you."

"In what way?" Karen asked, still innocently looking back at all their gawking faces.

"Did you hire a personal trainer? Or did you just eat him?"

Rolling her eyes and scoffing at the question, Karen waved her hand to playfully protest the question, ignoring the stitching in her shoulder popping from the act. Indeed she had grown so much larger and more physically fit, even when wearing the biggest suit she had in her wardrobe it was skin tight over her burgeoning frame and did noting to hide her muscular physique, nor her much larger chest that pulled the buttons to her blouse taut or her wider hips, her dress skirt split at the side exposing her muscular thigh and garter belts.

"I've just had a change in lifestyle, you've nothing to concern yourself with. Any other questions?"

The hands remained up over the heads of her staff when she picked out a random member at the table.

"Tamie, did you have anything?"

"No, I'm with Craig here, are you taking something from R&D? Because you look like you can bench press a car."

"No! I did NOT take anything from R&D Tamie." Karen frowned, and crossed her arms, the act making the buttons holding her top together creak and protest loudly. "Any other questions?"

Still seeing all the hands were still up, Karen's eyes narrowed. "Questions NOT pertaining to my current size?"

One by one the hands slowly lowered back to the sides or laps of the meeting room's staff, save for one that finally returned Karen's smile.

"Yes Tom?"

"Why are these reports hand written? we have printers for this sort of thing." The man asked, holding up one of the many booklets Karen had circulated around the table. "On that note, what happened to the printer?"

"Yeah, I went to make a copy and the thing was crushed flatter than a pancake." Spoke up one of the CEOs. Leading Karen to look away and mutter under her breath.

"Because I broke three keyboards trying to write that report on my PC and the printer jammed. Damned thing collapsed when I slapped it."

"What?"

"Technical difficulties, I'll have the printer replaced within the week." Karen smiled back, returning to her normal tone of voice. "Well that's the meeting everyone, you know what you need to do, lets get out there and make a buck!"

Being the first to step out of the meeting, Karen grabbed the handle to the glass door, the act of which bent the steel handle like warm butter and burst the glass into a million pieces, startling everyone there.

"Heh, I'll get the door replaced too."

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