Chapter 7: Growing pains
(6,5k words, romance, slow growth, bulges, oral, teasing, measuring, size difference)
"We will be leaving then! Time for some shopping!"
Margaret's voice echoed through the inn accompanied by Alexia's chuckle near her. The tavern in a way mirrored Margaret's state of mind with the old, hideous planks and floor getting replaced just like her initial worries.
Like the formerly ramshackle building she was starting to shine brighter with every new day. Her and Alexia's ongoing work didn't stop with her growth spurt though, but Manuel was very keen on granting the two enough time and off days for themselves over constantly working on the renovation of their combined home. This would be one of these days.
Margaret eventually realized the hypocrisy of her enjoying her sudden and ongoing development. As one person that suffered greatly under the weight of being considered inferior in the past, she found herself in a position of admiring and loving every new inch she was gaining. Was it really wrong to enjoy it when it brought her such joy and confidence? A question that was getting less and less prominent in her mind, until it eventually vanished into obscurity.
Unlike her doubts some things couldn't be fixed by simply rationalizing her growth spurt. Manuel tried his hardest to explain to his customers that the popular waitress was another futa, but it turned out that wooing Margaret was the reason for many to go visit the "Sailor's mug" on a daily basis. The impact on the inn was immediately noticeable, with at times only half the visitors compared to back before Margaret's reveal.
This would have been something Margaret was worried about but her elderly boss showed great understanding for her and his customers reaction. Eventually they would accept it he said. Overall the support she received was overwhelming for the young princess - besides the ongoing distance by Remy.
From Manuel's welcome and genuine change of heart to Agatha and Ricky they all did their part to destroy the last bit of doubt and anxiety that was nagging at Margaret. And then there was Alexia.
It turned out that "Lexi the bodyguard" acted quite different to "Lexi the girlfriend", but just like with her previous profession she was keen to exceed in her new role. Their sex life quickly developed from overwhelming acts to an intense and hour-long back and forth that left both entirely satisfied. With the blonde's increasingly royal body she was soon able to hold her own against Alexia's demanding and muscular frame.
Sexual satisfaction wasn't the primary reason for them to fully enjoy life though. What mattered most was the way their relationship was developing beyond just lust. Knowing to wake up next to a person that loves her back with all their heart, was more fulfilling to the two than any pleasure could ever be. The smaller moments were the ones they appreciated the most - just like going shopping together.
"Are you two going... already!?" Agatha shouted back from upstairs.
"Yeah, the tailor is waiting for us," Alexia responded.
She smiled while looking at Margaret and grabbed the now 7'3" tall hermaphrodite's hand.
Margaret's growth spurt, for all the pleasure and excitement it brought, left her with a few daily struggles. She was insatiable, literally and figuratively. Often three meals a day were not enough to satisfy her hunger. Alexia took it as her new responsibility to satisfy the blonde's more "delicate" desires, also often multiple times per day.
This developing body of hers soon took its toll on her now insanely tight clothes, which were suited for a woman over a foot shorter and much less "blessed" than her.
Her initial work outfit just barely kept the blonde's now more feminine curves in and if they wouldn't go visit the tailor soon Margaret might as well go naked.
Agatha rushed down to the waiting couple and brought a plethora of rags and old clothes that needed stitching.
"Hope you two lovebirds don't mind me joining in? Gotta get my hands on some new clothes too and get these fixed," the human said.
"Well... if you are asking like that..." Alexia chuckled and felt her girlfriend's elbow playfully jabbing her side.
"Don't listen to everything she's saying. Of course, you can join us," Margaret smiled, while rolling her eyes at her girlishly giggling girlfriend.
Usually the former commander never behaved like this in public, but their growing relationship brought her more casual and playful personality to the surface, even around humans. Another little detail that Margaret appreciated more than Alexia could even imagine.
With Agatha in tow the two imposing hermaphrodites headed out for another hopefully peaceful stroll through the district.
It was public knowledge at this point where the two hermaphrodites lived and who their employer was, but that didn't mean they wouldn't catch eyes wherever they went. Many curious gazes rested on them with every step as the trio walked down familiar streets to meet an equally familiar face.
"Hey, Lexi?" Margaret asked.
"Hmm?"
"Did you already warn her? You know just to make sure she won't be too surprised I mean."
"Don't you worry. She already knows all there is to know," Alexia grinned and leaned in for a kiss, doing her best ignoring the other citizens still observing the unusual couple.
"Hope you didn't tell EVERYTHING," Agatha interjected with a risen eyebrow.
"Hah! She probably wouldn't mind at all..." the taller futa chuckled at the sexual innuendo.
"What do you mean?" the blonde asked.
"You will see. But she didn't look too shocked, believe me."
"I... alright. I am curious about that!" the blonde mused.
Usually there were two types of reactions when Margaret presented her ever-changing body. The ones reacting like Remy, confused, angry or even hurt to differing degrees that eventually led to cutting off any ties with her.
The blonde experienced that quite a lot since she started to grow but, in a way, she was even happy about it. It helped her showing who her real friends were, the ones that accepted her no matter what and not just what they wanted to see in her.
And there were the ones like Manuel. To be fair, everyone would be at first at the very least confused when the waitress next door turned out to be no human and would soon tower above them. But, just like the innkeeper some showed understanding for her growing needs, as much as her relationship with Alexia.
These people and these reactions made the incognito heir comfortable enough to proudly show off her bond with her childhood friend instead of keeping it a secret - it was a liberating feeling beyond her wildest imagination.
The three were almost half way there and just walked past the district's market place when a group of teenagers started pointing towards the two imposing futas, with the oldest of them being one of the regulars in their inn refusing to visit again after Margaret turned out to be a hermaphrodite.
Margaret sighed, she felt nothing more than minor annoyance anymore at such incidents at this point. The times she felt actually hurt or enraged by the comments of such people were behind her, but not for Alexia.
