#growth potion
Kady had grown up a prim and proper girl in the restrictive environment constructed and lorded over by her overprotective, overbearing mother.
She never got to do anything she wanted. And she was too petite, too meek, and too suppressed to object. She missed out on alot of experiences, and always felt small and silenced.
But once she got to college, thousands of miles from her authoritative mom, the floodgates opened.
It was very freeing for Kady, but things admittedly went off the rails. Drinks, drugs, sex, partying, and all in excess. She had gotten herself into many frightening and dangerous situations in her relentless search for the fun and excitement she craved for so long.
But whatever she did, she always felt small and empty the next day. There was always an empty space. And Kady knew this all stemmed from her ultra suppressed childhood.
Kady always told herself things would be different when she had a child of her own. She decided long ago that when the time came, her future children would never be placed under the limitations that she was subjected to. They would never be made to feel small and weak. And most importantly they would never be told “No”.
When Kady found out she was pregnant in her senior year, she cried the whole night through. But when she awoke the next day, in contrast to all her other hard nights, she did not feel empty. She actually felt full. Full of purpose. Full of hope. Full of life.
Flash forward a few months to a swollen baby belly and Kady was living her best life. She daydreamed of a grand future for her daughter as she sipped on the fruity growth tonic. The black market drink sent time release expansion molecules surging through her body, and to the baby.
Kady imagined her daughter in elementary school, getting straight A’s through the intimidation of being twice the height of her little teachers. Kady was made to work relentlessly for her grades.
Then she imagined her daughter in high school, easily winning every game for her basketball team, and threatening to stomp on her opponents flat like gum on the bottom of her sneakers if they even dared to try and stop her. Kady had never been allowed to play sports.
And then she imagined her daughter as a grown woman. Probably the massive CEO of a massive company. Addressing all the staff at once and giving orders to the tinies as she stood like a collosus in front of the mirrored skyscraper headquarters. The One that would only reach her chest level. Kady would be so proud of her ceiling busting baby girl.
All she had to decide on now was a name for the not so little lady to be. She sucked down more of the growth tonic and pondered.
Fionna? As in, attack of the 50 foot Fionna?
Mary? As in monster mega Mary?
Jenna? As in Gigantic Jenna?
The list and the daydreaming and the drinking of the purplish liquid went on as the baby kicked happily inside her prideful mother’s belly. Big things were on the horizon.
