The Green Elixir 05 (Patreon)

It was nearly halfway through Wednesday’s workday. The hum of the air conditioning blended with the occasional clatter of typing from a nearby office. Peter stared at his monitor, filled with spreadsheets that had been waiting far too long for his attention. Beside him, Steve’s desk sat empty.

“Shit, now I have to do both our jobs,” Peter muttered, reluctant.

Steve had taken two personal days to deal with things at home, leaving Peter to cover his workload as well.

“Well, it’s fine. That’s what friends are for. Were you missing me?”

A tiny, feminine voice piped up from somewhere close by.

Peter looked up and around, searching for the source, but saw no one.

“I’m imagining things,” he told himself, shaking his head. “That sounded like… Stephanie.”

“Hey! Up here, handsome.”

Peter slowly raised his eyes. The sight nearly sent him toppling off his chair.

Perched on the top edge of his monitor was a tiny creature.

It was Steve—or rather, Stephanie—barely eight inches tall.

Her hair was the same as ever, now a striking pink. She had four delicate, feminine arms, and a pair of translucent wings fluttered gently behind her. Her tiny frame was almost entirely dominated by an extremely generous pair of breasts—easily H-cups at her scale.

She wore a tight, light-blue dress that looked made for her, along with tiny, sparkling white high heels.

“What the… how…?” Peter could barely form words. “How the fuck did you shrink yourself?!”

“With the elixir, obviously. I wanted to see if I could make myself smaller,” she said, waving her extra arms. “The rest was just to fit the whole fairy aesthetic a little better.”

“So you took time off to experiment with mutagen?” Peter asked, giving her a disapproving look.

“Uhh… of course not. I mean, I really am taking care of things at home. I just took the opportunity to have a little fun with the mutagen too.”

“Your idea of fun was turning yourself into a sexy fairy and coming to work like this? You keep saying you’re not addicted to mutagen, but it’s starting to look like you’re hooked on the adrenaline.”

“You’re being a bad boyfriend again,” Stephanie complained.

She crossed all four arms beneath her enormous breasts with some difficulty, then crossed her legs and pouted.

“I didn’t come for the adrenaline. I came because I missed you, and the moment I show up, you start lecturing me.”

Peter sighed, trying to calm himself.

The dynamic between him and Steve in his transformed state was still complicated. Whenever Steve was Steph, he really did act one hundred percent like a girl—a sexy girl who insisted on being his girlfriend.

And though Peter refused to admit it, he was deeply attracted to her.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to lecture you,” Peter said. “And I’ll admit I was missing my best friend’s company a little too.”

“Okay, but your best friend isn’t here right now,” Steph corrected him. “Your sexy mutant girlfriend is. And she wanted to see you.”

“It makes me nervous when you talk like you’re a completely different person from Steve.”

“I think it makes our relationship easier. Unless you’d rather think about all the times you’ve had sex with me as if you were having sex with Steve.”

Peter stared at her. “…Touché.”

“Exactly.”

“Still, I think you went a bit overboard with the whole fairy thing.”

“It was just an impulsive idea that suddenly came to me.”

“Oh, come on. Who are you trying to fool? You must have planned this days ago.”

“Why do you say that?” Stephanie asked, hopping off the monitor and floating gently down onto Peter’s desk.

“You’re wearing a dress and heels that fit you perfectly. There’s no way you got those that quickly.”

Stephanie blushed, then made an innocent face and stuck out her tongue.

“You caught me. You’re too smart to be fooled.”

“Save the compliments,” Peter said, leaning against his desk. “What I’d really like to know is how you even got here.”

“Well, I flew. Obviously,” Steph said with a shrug.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” Peter exclaimed. “You just flew out your apartment window and came all the way here?!”

“Yeah. Well, from the balcony, technically. It was almost a straight shot, and there wasn’t much wind today.”

“You could’ve run into a particularly unfriendly bird. That was seriously reckless.”

“You’re lecturing me again,” Steph said with a pout.

“Sorry. I just worry about you. You know, all this muta—”

Peter never got to finish.

The office door opened, and his boss walked in, folder tucked under one arm.

“Peter, I need you to review these documents.”

Peter froze.

His mind raced a thousand miles an hour, scrambling for an excuse for the tiny, sexy mutant woman on his desk.

Before he could say anything, his boss interrupted again.

“Hey, what’s this?”

He walked over and picked Stephanie up.

Stephanie had gone completely still—rigid as a statue.

She didn’t even blink, holding herself perfectly motionless like a collectible figurine.

“That? Oh, uh… it’s an anime collectible figure.”

“Wow,” his boss said, examining her. “Really well made. The detail is impressive.”

“Well, it was pretty expensive, so… yeah. Very realistic details.”

His boss narrowed his eyes and brought the supposed figurine closer to his face.

“This is going to sound strange, but she reminds me of someone. I can’t place who, but her face is familiar.”

“Huh, weird,” Peter said with a nervous laugh.

“Well, I don’t have anything against this kind of… peculiar merchandise,” his boss said, handing Steph back. “And you know I don’t mind you decorating your workspace, but this particular figure might be a little… excessive.”

“I understand. Don’t worry. I wasn’t planning on leaving her here.”

The boss handed over the folder and left.

Only then did Steph move again.

“Phew… that was close,” she said, breathing hard.

Peter let out a breath. “Shit, I almost had a heart attack.”

“Want to go relax in the bathroom?” Steph asked, her intentions obvious.

“Sorry, but I’m not going to risk killing you. No way that’s happening.”

“Trust me, I didn’t just shrink myself. I also made myself very stretchy.” She stared at him with unmistakable lust. “Don’t tell me you’re not even a little curious.”

Peter was silent for a moment.

Then he scooped Steph up, tucked her under his shirt, and headed for the bathroom.

After their shift, Peter insisted on driving Steph back to her apartment building.

“I could’ve flown back,” Steph said.

“First, an owl could grab you crossing the park. And second, you were the one saying you’re feeling a little ‘full’ after what happened in the bathroom.”

“Oh, yeah. I can still feel how much you filled me,” Steph purred, making Peter blush.

“At least you have tomorrow off to recover. Are you busy tomorrow?”

“Well, yeah. Steve will be busy. He still has those personal errands to finish.”

“Okay, then get some rest.”

Peter rolled down the car window. Steph gave him a kiss on the lips, then flew out and headed for her balcony. She slipped through the open window and into her bedroom.

“I hate lying to Peter,” she thought. “But if I tell him this transformation might actually last longer than two days, he’ll completely freak out and probably forbid me from using the elixir again.”

Stephanie landed on the bed and bounced softly on the sheets.

“I always wanted a huge bed,” she said, stretching out.

Then she rolled over and surveyed the collection of tiny clothes scattered across the mattress: miniskirts, bikinis, miniature heels, even lingerie.

“I think I’ll have plenty to keep myself entertained tomorrow. It’ll make for a cute little photoshoot for my boyfriend.”

And somewhere deep inside, Stephanie couldn’t help feeling grateful that she’d get to remain Steph for several more hours.