Minor Side Effects (Patreon)

Jenna was always sick with something. The flu sought her out like a heat seeking missile. She alternated between strep and bronchitis every year. And she was best friends with the common cold.

She and her boyfriend Arthur were always dealing with her symptoms. He had pills ready for her headaches. Cool cloth for her fevers. Heating pad for her cramps. And heaping helpings of tissues.

Arthur adored Jenna. She was a cute 5’2, with brown hair and pale skin. He was usually worried about her. He did his best to take care of her when she needed him. He even took time off work just so he could be by her side.

He entertained her with their favorite selections of video games and movies. He would cuddle up to her and hold her too. Anything to distract her from the usual difficulty.

They’d tried all manner of remedies. No matter what, sickness took a toll on Jenna’s body.

One week, Jenna had the flu. It was especially bad. Arthur drove her to the doctor.

“So, how serious is it?” Arthur asked.

“Well, the flu isn’t usually life threatening. But your strain is especially intense. And your body doesn’t seem prepared to handle it. I’ve recommended what I can. All that’s left is to rest,” the doctor responded.

“Thank you,” Jenna said.

“Of course. May I borrow you a minute, son?” the doctor requested.

He led Arthur outside the door.

“Is something wrong?” Arthur asked.

“I’m afraid it’s more serious than I was letting on. Jenna has gotten sick seven times this year. Her immune system is being overworked.”

“So what? You’re giving up?”

“There’s nothing more I can do. But there is a place. They have remedies for this sort of thing. Well, for any sort of thing.”

“A remedy? For the flu?”

“Sort of. As far as I understand it, they fortify the individual who takes them.”

“You don’t seem to know a lot about the place.”

“I don’t. But one of my patients who was on her death bed came back to me a week later. She was a whole new person. You’ll just have to trust me on this one.”

“Sure thing, doc. You going to write me a prescription?”

The next day, Arthur got ready to leave for the store.

“Do you have to go?” Jenna asked.

“This is the only place to get the special medication according to the doctor. He wouldn’t even tell me what’s in it. But he swears by it.”

“Okay, I understand. I cough hope you’ll hurry back. I’ll miss you.”

Arthur leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

“I’ll be back soon. Get plenty of rest for me.”

He left for the shop.

The address took him downtown to a shop called Celestia’s Wares and Watsits. When he went in, he found a vibe of a place. Moody lighting from hanging lanterns. Odd items lining shelves. He spotted a toad in a jar when a sweet voice spoke.

“Looking for something?”

He turned quickly around and found a woman just behind him. She had long red hair that framed her angular face. And in the center she had gold eyes.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb. I think I’m in the wrong place. I’m looking for the pharmacy?”

“Oh do you have a prescription? Right this way.”

She led him to the back of the store to a counter. She checked the shelf with her finger until it landed on a small white bag.

“Yeah, it’s for…”

“Jenna Ruben, yes I see. The fortifying medicine. Take two a day. One in the morning, one before bed.”

“Seems simple enough. We’ve dealt with plenty of medications.”

“None like this. This one will take the disease and use it to make her stronger. It’s a very special medicine.”

“It sounds too good to be true,” he mused.

“Just take the recommended dose. And be wary of the minor side effects. Keep her nearby, the drugs might make her a little loopy.”

“How strong is the dosage? Should I be worried?”

“I guarantee satisfaction with my product. Don’t you worry, Arthur. Jenna will be okay.”

Arthur was thrilled. He didn’t know why her words filled him with such hope but he felt assured. He walked right out of the shop with the bag. He felt so good, he’d forgotten to pay.

He brought the bag home to Jenna. When he got there, he found her lying on the couch with sweat dripping down her forehead. Her skin was pale, her face puffy, and she was shivering.

“How’s it going, sweety?” he asked

“Hi honey. I’m okay. I think I’ve made a permanent indentation in the couch.”

He laughed. Even when she was sick, she had a very light sense of humor.

“I’ve got your new drugs. After dinner, you can have your first one. There’s a few possible side effects so we’ll be careful. I figure drowsiness is the classic. We’re prepared for that.”

“Did you even read the label?”

“I’m an expert on medicinal drugs now. I’m practically a doctor. The lady said one pill morning and night. Easy.”

“If you say so, cocky.”

They ate dinner, chicken noodle soup for Jenna, and got ready for bed.

“Ready for your meds?”

“Lay one on me.”

He gave her the pill, and she swallowed it down with a glass of water by her bedside.

They lied together in bed and dozed off.

That night, the pill started working. It melted into Jenna’s system and attached to the disease in her body. The meds changed the cells, improving their disease killing and fortifying them. Her veins carried the meds across her body.

It took effect throughout the night. Her figure went from bony and frail to fuller. Color entered her cheeks. She had gained a healthy glow.

She woke up the next morning feeling refreshed.

"Wow, someone looks good," Arthur commented.

"I feel pretty good actually. Maybe these meds are a miracle."

"Well, before we get too excited, let's get you your morning dose."

He got her a glass of water, and she took the day's pill.

"Now what?"

"I guess we just enjoy the day. I've got some work to get done. You think you can entertain yourself for a bit?"

"For sure," she responded.

"Text me if you need anything," Arthur confirmed.

"Of course."

He kissed her forehead and got ready. Soon, he was dressed to go to the office. He grabbed a breakfast bar and headed out. He hadn't gotten to go to work in a while. This could be a great change.

At home, Jenna sat herself in front of the tv. Soon, her usual symptoms picked up. Her nose got a bit runny and her throat got sore again.

While watching the movie, she started to feel funny. Her stomach was doing knots. And not the usual knots.

She rubbed her stomach while distracted by the television.

Then came the sneezing. Her nose got thick with snot. She reared her head back and sneezed.

"Achoo!" she yelled.

As her head launched forward, her hair propelled outwards. It lengthened and filled with color. Green dye seemed to spread into her waves. She sneezed again and the color spread further down her back.

She brushed it off and wiped her nose with a tissue before getting back to her movie.

She hadn't noticed her hair by the time the movie finished. After all, the hue wasn't covering her entire head, just the end.

She went about her day, lounging, napping, and reading.

While reading, an especially bad tickle in her throat got worse. It began escalating and eventually just clearing her throat wasn't enough.

She began coughing and hacking. With each cough, fat began surging in her breasts. She had always had small boobs. Barely A cups. But as she hacked up phlegm, her breasts jumped.

'Cough'. Her breasts fell into her soft pajama top, landing at B cups.

'Cough'. They filled again, dropping into big B's, nearly the size of tennis balls.

'Cough'. She gave one heavy final heave and her boobs pushed out of her chest and landed at sizable C cups. They gave her a noticeable curve and even some cleavage. Her top rounded at the top. It not longer sat oversized on her.

She itched her breasts.

"Mmm, weird," she said without paying much attention. She felt the weight but dismissed it.

Eventually, Arthur came home.

"Jenna? How's it going? How're you feeling?" he asked as he set his bag down.

"I'm in here," she called from the kitchen.

Arthur smiled. Jenna hadn't had much energy to cook. What a treat.

He came into the kitchen to find Jenna standing by the stove in her PJs. She was humming a tune while stirring a pot.

He smiled before his brain caught up to what he was seeing.

"Did you do something to your hair?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" she asked before turning to look at him.

"Well, the tips. They're green."

"No, they're not..." she said as she looked down at her hair.

It was green. How hadn't she noticed that? And when had that happened?

"Are you feeling alright?"

He walked up and felt her head. It was hot again. Had to be the fever. He looked her over. She still looked healthy. Still a bit pale. And some swelling in her chest. Maybe she'd been rubbing it.

"Now that you mention it, I am a bit woozy."

"So, in your dilapidated state, you went out, bought hair dye, and dyed the ends of your hair?"

"I guess so. I don't really remember that."

"Tell you what, let's sit you down, and I'll finish dinner. Then we'll set you up for bed and get you your meds. Sound good?"

He led her over to the couch and went back to finish dinner. How could she not remember doing that? He called the doctor after they ate to check in.

"Arthur? What can I do for you?" the doctor asked.

"It's Jenna. I came home today, and she had dyed her hair. I don't know when she left the house or how she was fit enough. But most weird is she doesn't remember doing it. Is memory loss normal?"

"Okay, okay, calm down. This is normal for that medicine. There's some specific side effects. Nothing to worry about."

"I don't consider memory loss nothing to worry about."

"Her health is the priority. She'll be feeling whole again soon. Get her to bed. And don't stress her out. Take a deep breath. I'm here if you need anything."

"Thanks, doc," he said before hanging up.

"He say anything helpful?" Jenna asked.

"Yeah, should be all good. You probably just pushed yourself too much when you went out. Tomorrow, do me a favor and stay home. Come on, let's get you in bed."

They walked carefully to the bedroom. She sat on the edge of the bed and prepared her water. She grabbed the third pill and popped it in.

"Thank you for taking such good care of me. I'll see you in the morning."

She said before dozing off.

Arthur thought she was so cute. He smiled and rubbed her head before heading to the bathroom to brush his teeth and get ready. He was worried about her but for some reason, he had a feeling she would be okay. He hoped at least.

He settled in to bed next to her and soon passed out.

Over the course of the night, the drug went to work.

Green coloring spread from the tips of her hair just about everywhere. It claimed the rest of her wavy locks. It darkened her pajamas to a light green. And under her eyelids, her eyes gained a similar color.

Next, under her covers, her chest started healing. Any disease was changed dramatically to strong healthy cells. Her C cups rippled and began filling. They grew haughtier. They pressed into the folds of her pajama shirt and tightened the buttons. They passed D range and grew fuller into DD cups. They heaved and fell into the comfortable fluff of the mattress. They had become coconuts on her chest.

Her hips gained a healthy fat too. Her thighs pushed the covers out and away. Her ass creaked and rounded into a real touchable rear.

She smiled in her sleep. She was dreaming about being out with Arthur. Traveling and experiencing life to the fullest. They went to the beach, then they had sex on that beach. They went camping in the woods then had sex in their tent. They flew to the Moon then had sex on the moon. Her vagina dribbled with cum while she envisioned traveling and experiencing with her boyfriend.

She woke up the next morning and felt the wetness in her panties. She reddened with embarrassment then smiled.

She sat up groggily as the sunlight washed over her voluminous form. She rubbed her head.

Arthur woke up to the sound of Jenna moving around in bed. He smiled and turned to face her before freezing in shock. He rolled off the side of the bed in surprise.

"Arthur? Are you okay?"

He looked to find Jenna with green hair rolling down her back. Her pajamas had changed to match. Her face had a healthy and even sexy color to it with highlight and color adorning her eyes and cheeks. But most visible were the flesh bags denting her silk top. They jiggled ever so slightly.

"Are you feeling okay, honey?" she asked sweetly.

'Stay calm. Something weird is happening but the doctor said not to stress her out,' he thought.

"All good. Just a crazy dream. How did you sleep?"

"Really great," she said as she bit her lip and looked away.

"And you feel okay right now? Nothing out of the ordinary?"

Jenna was confused. 'Was there something off?' she thought as she twirled her hair in her fingers. Before she could answer, she felt a tickle in her nose and sneezed.

"Seems normal to me," she laughed and wiped her nose.

"Right, well, tell you what, I've got some errands to run today. Why don't you settle in and when I get home, maybe we can put on a show and spend some quality time together?"

"Do you have to go? I already miss you," she said with confidence. She usually didn't pressure Arthur like that but her dreams had made her feisty.

"I'll be quick. Promise. I don't want to leave you too long."

He kissed her on the forehead and got his clothes on for the day.

Jenna smiled and left him to his business. She wiped the boogers from her eyes and immediately thought of her pills. She had to take her morning dose. She got her water and the fourth pill and downed it.

Within an hour, Arthur had made breakfast and was ready to leave.

"I'll miss you, love bug." she flirted.

"Me too. See you in a bit," he said before leaving.

He knew exactly where he was going. That strange shop downtown.

He found it after a few minutes and went in. The woman was waiting for him.

"Ah, Arthur, what can I help you with today?"

"What's the deal with the medicine you sold me?"

"Sold you? Last I checked, someone walked out without paying."

"I did? Oh shit, I'm sorry, I didn't mean... It's just, weird stuff is happening to Jenna. She's not noticing it. But I'm freaking out. I don't know what I'd do without her. Is she going to be okay?"

"Woah, woah, woah, calm down. Someone hasn't gotten a lot of rest recently. Look, don't worry about the payment. I offer discounts for first time customers plenty. And as for Jenna, I'm sure it's fine. Plenty of patients have used this miracle drug. It always yields ideal results."

"But what about the memory loss? Or the inflammation? Or discoloration?"

"Have you not read the side effect label?"

"Oh. I mean, not really. It's just."

"Well, do that first. There are instructions. Very clear."

"Really? Okay," he said calming down.

"Now, get home. Jenna will need your help to get her through this next part."

"Yes, ma'am. Thank you. Sorry to disturb."

He walked back out of the store leaving Celestia to shake her head.

Meanwhile, Jenna's symptoms were elevating. She had thrown on shorts, a tank top, and a flannel. She walked around the house humming to herself and sniffling.

As she did, her body responded to her movement. Her belly hardened with muscle. It grew strong and capable. Her thighs filled out her jean shorts. Her hips wobbled as she walked and even danced.

Eventually, Arthur came home.

"Hiya, cutie," Jenna flirted. She jumped up and hugged him, her squishable breasts taking up space as they were pancaked between them.

"Hi. How are you feeling?"

"Not bad," she said sniffling.

"You sound alright."

"Yeah? And how do I look?"

"You look good too. Is that my flannel?"

"Yeah, oops, didn't mean to get my sickness on it. Here," she said taking it off. "So, want to watch a movie?"

"In a minute. Just have to check on something."

"Okay, I'll get set up."

He went to the bedroom and found the pill bottle. He read the side.

"Okay, so, pills will have minor side effects including: Dizziness, Fatigue, Confusion, Weight Changes, Inflammation of the Lips, Chest, and Rear, Increased Libido, Increased Saliva, Increased Pigmentation, and Mood Swings. Woah. That's a range. At least there's nothing about death or those really freaky ones."

While he was reading, Jenna set up the tv. That's when she felt an onset of coughs hit. After each cough, her breasts surged. Her body would tense and as it released, fat expanded her skin. Her boobs lifted her top as size and pertness increased. Her ass also filled with tight muscle that gave in a rounded curve. She looked fit and athletic.

Arthur heard the coughing and ran in. He found his girlfriend holding her hair up and stretching. She looked like she'd never looked before. Her chest pushed up with her stretch and her shorts creaked under the pressue.

"That's some inflammation," he said to himself.

"What was that?" she asked as she finished.

"Oh nothing. Everything seems to be fine."

"Awesome! Let's get to that movie marathon."

He sat carefully on the couch. He wasn't sure about how to act around Jenna. She wasn't usually this curvy. But it was still his girlfriend. Just with some mild side effects. He wondered if this was that increased libido the bottle had mentioned. What was he supposed to do if she acted on it? She was still sick.

Jenna took the opportunity to cuddle up to Arthur. She sat her hips up against him and pressed her tits into his side. She nuzzled up into his neck and shut her eyes. He felt so warm. Maybe he'd let her nap for a bit. She slept for hours comforted by Arthur's presence.

When she woke up, she found herself in bed. Arthur must've moved her. It was dark out and the clock read 1 am. On her side table, she found a note.

Didn't want to wake you. If you get up, be sure to take your medicine. Love you, Arthur.

On the note was one of the pills. She grabbed her glass of water and swallowed down the pill. Before going back to sleep, she rolled over, her breasts making it difficult, and kissed Arthur. She cuddled up to his back and fell right back asleep.

The meds took to her quickly. This time, fat emptied into her waiting body. Under her covers, her breasts expanded faster. They pushed into Arthur's back and took up more and more room in the bed. Her nipples jutted out and became more sensitive. Her already curvy hips rounded out further. They cracked and widened even farther than her shoulders. Her thighs could barely keep up with the length. They expanded but not nearly as much as her chest. They became spherical cheeks on her backside that complimented her heaving E cups. Her lips were the final touch as they puffed out from her mouth, giving her an O shaped pout.

She woke up the next morning feeling refreshed. Her skin was clear. Her head didn't ache. Her joints felt good again. She was still a bit foggy but that wasn't painful to deal with.

She sat up and faced Arthur.

He woke up and met a face full of boob flesh.

"Oh sorry, did I wake you?"

He got up and found Jenna in her tank top and small shorts. Both seemed to be cinched in between her masses. Her shorts rode up between her thighs and her breasts were barely contained in the top, her areola visible under the white fabric.

"Don't worry about it. How are you feeling?"

"Still have some brain fog and a tickle. But otherwise I'm feeling like myself."

"That's good to hear."

The next couple days went on like that. Arthur learned to accept his growing girlfriend and see her changes as mild side effects. After all, if they were intentional, what was the harm in having a busty curvy girlfriend? She certainly didn't seem to mind.

After taking her morning pill, Jenna sized up again. Throughout the day, Arthur got a firsthand view of the miracle that was his girlfriend. She'd cough and flesh would fly into her already massive boobs. She'd sneeze and fat would launch out into her ass. With every jolt and noise, she practically flung curves into her body.

"Hey, baby," she said with a sweet sensual voice.

He guessed the medicine was affecting her vocal chords based on how airy she was sounding.

"Yes?"

"If I get healthier, will you still take care of me? I'm really thankful for this medicine, but what if it works so well you don't have to take care of me anymore?"

He grabbed her face in his hand.

"First of all, I will never stop taking care of you. Second, I don't love you because you need to be cared about."

"Then why do you love me?"

"You know," he said with a look of adoration.

"It's my ass, isn't it?" she flirted.

"It doesn't hurt," he winked.

She pushed him away playfully but beamed at the love she felt for him.

That night, she took pill seven. This time, the effects subsided physically. She barely went up a cup size and her ass remained pert and cute.

Instead, the pill went straight to her head. She dreamed of Arthur all night long. His demeanor, his kindness, his abs, his arms, and even his dick. She drooled all over her pillow, she couldn't stop. She dripped from her pussy into her sheets.

The next morning, she got up and leaned down in front of Arthur.

He woke up to her breasts on full display.

"You okay, honey?"

"I'm a little embarrassed, but I think we need to wash the covers. And my PJs. And maybe yours too..."

He raised his eyebrow confused then pulled back the covers to find a wet pool all of the sheet.

"I'll take care of it. Don't you worry."

"I'm sorry, I'm so, like, embarrassed."

"Don't be. Just do me a favor."

She perked up. "What?"

"Promise you were dreaming about me."

She reddened but smiled.

After taking her pill, her symptoms grew especially intense. Her cough worsened and snot fell out of her nose. All the while, her pussy was on fire. She was aching.

All day long, she was having a sneezing and coughing frenzy. And with every cough, her boobs filled out. Weight fell into her tank top which was stretching beyond plausible. The fabric got so thin that it practically looked pink from her skin showing.

In the first round of coughs, her breasts grew to solid F cups. They sat like watermelons in her shirt. She didn't exactly have a bra that could handle them. In a later round, while sitting on the couch, they surpassed G cups, becoming like soccer balls. In one especially heavy round, she nearly hacked up a lung. She coughed and filled, then coughed and filled, then coughed and filled till her breasts were supersized basketballs that jiggled constantly. Pressing together, they were nearly as wide as her hips and sat away from her chest about a whole foot and a half.

Otherwise, her lower body was affected by her sneezes. Fat engorged her ass with every achoo. She'd attempt to grab a tissue over her massive mammaries. She'd blow snot into the kleenex and fat into her rear. It inflated like she was blowing it up. It ballooned alongside her thighs which refused to give up on the competition.

Arthur watched as with one massive sneeze cough combo, his girlfriend launched her ass into gigantic proportions, unable to be contained by her shorts, and her tits into gargantuan size, sitting like hefty pillows filled with water jostling in her tiny top.

"What are you staring at?" she flirted.

The next day, she woke up bigger than ever.

With her cinched fit waist, she had a perfect hourglass shape.

She might never be able to wear normal clothes again.

She looked in the mirror and found a chest full of fat and what she hoped were antibodies. Her shorts sat locked in her ass crevice. Her thighs squeezed together and touched her delicate sensitive vagina. She touched her nipples and rubbed. She leaked down below.

"How're you feeling today?" Arthur asked.

"I think... I think I'm healthy."

"Really? That's great news!" he exclaimed.

"Yeah, I guess..."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry, I know I should be grateful, but what happens when I stop taking the pills. First of all, I could get sick again. But also, what if I lose all of this? I like not being so frail. I'm bigger. Sexier. I like my big boobies and my cool green hair. I don't want them to go away."

"Wait, you knew?"

"What do you mean?"

"You knew you've been changing? That the pills have been affecting you?"

"Aw, sweetie, of course. I'm not clueless. I read the label with the side effects."

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"It's been fun watching you squirm. Plus, I didn't mind giving in a little. It would've been easy to get worried and confused. But my brain is foggy enough as it is. And I gotta say, it feels nice. To not worry or stress. And now I might lose that."

He went up and hugged her.

"I'm not worried about it. I'll love you no matter what. And maybe we can just figure out how to make life like this in general."

"Thank you. You're the best."

"Besides, you could always take one more pill. Even if you're feeling better, it can't hurt."

She smiled and grabbed the bottle. She downed one pill and felt the heat rush across her body. Her brain felt light and breezy. She drooled and fluttered her eyes as the intensity hit her body.

She was overcome with a series of sneezes and coughs. One after another, the final bits of disease were launched from her body with the concussive sneezing and coughing. Fat surged into her.

She sat down, overcome with desire. Her thighs launched out to catch her. They squished into the bed and shot outward, taking up more and more room on the bed like two inflatable pillows. Her ass rocketed behind her, hefting her up higher from where she sat. With a tear and a rip, her shorts tore from her body as the flesh grew too big for them.

She stared up at Arthur and held her boobs tight, their expansion starting wildly and burning in her mind. Her top wouldn't hold much longer.

She grabbed Arthur by the shirt and pulled him close. Her releasing of germs had subsided and she shoved his face into her shirt. He took the hint and kiss and sucked every inch of expanding flesh. As she moaned, her top dug into the sides of her boobs. She clawed at it before Arthur took the hint, grabbed the sides, and pulled, tearing her gigantic tits free.

They fell free into the fresh air. She screamed. Her hands roamed her chest as it grew, reaching J cups bigger than her head each. Together they grew heavier and sat against her expanding thighs, the four spheres of fat growing to meet each other.

She pushed Arthur to the floor and fell over him. She kneeled on her impressive thighs, each now thicker than her torso. Her ass propelled out from under her. It grew like a shelf. The air rippled with the sound of skin slapping against itself. Her cheeks grew beyond, fighting to be bigger than her boobs.

Arthur sat behind her and stared in awe. His girlfriend was huge. Her butt was like a bean bag that could fit a whole person in its folds. She crushed the ground beneath her. Her thighs looked like they could crack marble. Her breasts were visible from behind her and were the size of beach balls. They jostled with every breath Jenna breathed.

She turned to look at him.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"I could be feeling a whole lot better," she breathed heavily.

They made the most of her form that day. With her rejuvenated strength, they were able to fuck most of the day. Flesh slapped against flesh. He buried his dick in her cheeks. And she sucked him dry over and over. They had their way with each other's bodies in ways they could have never dreamed.

It wouldn't be until a week later that they would discover that the 'mild side effects' wouldn't be going away anytime soon. Her body decreased slightly, at least enough for her to exist in the world, but on certain days when she caught a stomach bug, she'd expand into enormous size once again. She didn't mind. She even started looking forward to it. After all, she had the antibodies. What was a little more sneezing and coughing?