Jim showered and got dressed for work, wondering if Sarah had come up with a solution to the project they were working on. The implications of a treatment restoring breasts lost due to mastectomies was enormous. Jim's own contributions were the nanites that would deliver the drug and assisted in the restoration of the breasts size and shape. You wouldn't want a tit looking like an ice cream cone or a shoebox, would you?
He was interrupted by a different problem though.
"What the?" Jim muttered, putting on a clean white button-up shirt. It seemed too tight for him, which was odd - he didn't think he had put on any weight, and it was tight in the chest.
"Damn dryer." Jim muttered - it seemed like the clothes dryer was hellbent on shrinking his clothes, because there was no way he could be putting on that much weight. He put on a different shirt - still a bit tight, but serviceable, when he noticed...
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