Prose That Blows

Chain Reaction, by Rathani

Chain Reaction

by Rathani

Winner: Best Story, Sexiest Story, Most Original Story

Irina was only halfway through a mug of mead when Cerys ran into the inn and to Irina’s side.

Irina sighed. “What did you do?”

“Nothing!”

Irina gave her a sharp look. “I told you I don’t want to draw attention while we’re travelling.”

“No, really!” Cerys said. “I was just looking around the outpost and some men yelled at me!”

“Why are you worried? You’re indestructible.”

“They’re scary! Oh no, here they come!”

The three men told an age-old story with their young faces and exaggerated movements. “We’re away from home for the first time, we’ve discovered hard liquor, and we don’t know our limits.”

“There she is!” said one of them, pointing at Cerys.

“Save me!” Cerys hid behind Irina.

The innkeeper reached under the bar and came up with a cudgel. Irina caught the innkeeper’s eye and shook her head, then stood to face the men.

“Why ya runnin’?” said one of the men, red-faced. “We just wanna give ya a drink.”

Irina sighed. Well, Cerys did stand out. She couldn’t blame her for getting noticed. “Why don’t you guys-erk!”

Cerys was poking Irina under her shirt. The growth from each touch wasn’t enough for anyone to notice.

“Stop it!” Irina hissed.

Cerys whispered, “just making you look intimidating.”

“We’re not talkin’ to you,” said another drunkard. He was holding a jug.

“Hey, this one’s cute too.” said the third, who was shirtless. “Le’ss havvem both drink wi’ us.”

Cerys put her hand up the back of Irina’s shirt. Irina swatted it away, but now her belly was bulging out of her clothes.

“Nah,” said red-face, “too fat.”

Irina muttered, “stop it before it happens again!”

“Maybe we don’t wanna stop, lady,” said Jug.

“C’mon,” said no-shirt, “we’ll giv’ya a drink, you giv’us a kiss.”

The three of them laughed, not noticing both of Cerys’s arms wrapped around Irina’s belly.

“You idiot!” yelled Irina as her body bulged in all directions.

“Who ya callin an–wha?!” Jug looked up to see Irina surging forward. He instinctively swung the jug at her. Clumsy as it was, it put Irina on her back, on top of Cerys.

“Get out from there before–aaah!” Her yell hit a high pitch. She clapped both her hands to her mouth. The swelling was accelerating.

Dumbfounded as they were, it didn’t take the men long to notice the bar emptying. They made it outside just ahead of the wall of flesh.

Cerys wriggled out the door, from under the flesh that filled it. Most of the crowd was standing well back, but the three drunkards weren’t far outside.

“Whass’ happening?” said red-face. Upstairs, the shutters were popping open as flesh bulged out of them.

Cerys took an unconcerned look at the scene. “It’s kinda complicated… if I put too much magic stuff into people they have naughty thoughts, and that makes more magic stuff.”

“Uh… when’s she gonna stop?” said no-shirt. The last shutter opened, a comically large nipple poking out of it.

“And weren’t you scared of us a minute ago?” muttered red-face.

“She won’t. She’ll get bigger and bigger until boom!”

“What?! You mean she’ll explode?” The walls were cracking and buckling outwards now.

“Nono, she’ll have an orgasm.”

“Oooh… heheheh.” The drunkards leered. Most of the buidling had fallen away from Irina’s body. She still had both hands over her mouth, but her now-freed legs were thrashing around.

“THEN she’ll explode.”

“What?!”

“It’s all right. She’ll go back to normal.”

“What about us?!”

“Oh, the explosion isn’t dangerous.”

“Oh.”

“It’ll just scatter magic stuff around.”

“What?!”

“Don’t worry, it dissipates quick.”

“Oh.”

“Unless there’s a person around to absorb it.”

“WHAT?!”

“Nnnnaa!” Irina’s hands weren’t enough to keep her silent. The three drunkards turned to run, but only tripped over themselves.

There was a BOOM and a flash of light. When it cleared, the huge shape of Irina was gone, and in its place were the three men. Smaller, but quickly growing.

“Oops,” said Cerys. “Well, don’t worry,” she said, wandering off. “The problem will take care of itself.”

A half hour later, Irina and Cerys were well outside of town. Every so often there was another explosion, and more yells. The chain reaction was slowing as people spread out, but it had a while to go.

Irina glared. “Next time an innocent-looking girl asks me to free her from a magic circle, I’m saying no.”

“Aw, you wouldn’t have any fun without me,” said Cerys, and gave Irina a big hug.

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