Liquid Assets

Chapter 2 - Down the Pipeline

Some time passed, and after 2 hours the pair of plumbers left the room. Rachel, still red with rage, angrily glares at them as they shuffle towards her. "W-well, we fixed the piping, and replaced it with a new one. So...you shouldn't have any more problems." Sasha skittishly said, her eyes darting around the apartment. "A new pipe?! I asked for you to fix the problem not rip apart my plumbing system!" Rachel scolded the pair, "And now much is this gonna cost me your swindlers?"

"Oh no! That's the thing, it's free of charge!" Sean quickly answers. Rachel's suspicions are raised immediately. "Free? Why? What's the catch here?"

"No catch I promise you! Me and Sasha just...feel bad for putting you through this, so we thought we'd do a complete replacement as a way of saying sorry." Seans words make Rachel raise her frown into more of a grumpy look. "Well, I guess I should thank you. But if I get even the smallest drip, I'll make sure you never fix another pipe for the rest of your life!" She begins ushering the pair out of the room. Before they have time to say anything she slams the door. Hearing them scramble around outside, Rachel presses her ear to the door to see if they say anything. "Miss Rachel's sure in a bad mood..." Sasha's voice piped up through the doorway.

"Yeah, no kidding...But don't you think she has the right to be, especially since it was us that..." Sean starts to speak before a familiar yelp of pain jumps from his throat. "Quiet! Don't say that or Miss Rachel will have us both fired!"

'Hmm? What are they talking about?' Rachel wondered, listening even more intently. 

"Look it doesn't matter, we've gotta go anyway, there's that winter market happening this weekend, we've got to get ready!" Sasha said, the pairs footsteps sounding in the hallway as they walked away. Her back to the door, Rachel simply slumps and is overcome by a familiar feeling. Rachel was exceedingly lonely, every time she heard of people going out and enjoying themselves it only made her worse. As much as she would love to go out to places like markets and other events, she just cannot muster the energy or confidence to do so. She was a very plain looking woman, her long hair and rectangle librarian style glasses made her about as visually dull as women got, at least in her eyes. "Ah fuck it...at least you got your plumbing fixed ol' girl." Rachel sighs in resignation of her situation and stands back up. Deciding that she'd earned herself another rest, and with a burst of energy fled forward and crashed into her bed, drifting into an almost instant sleep.

Drip, drip, drip.  Rachel's eyes scraped open to the dreaded sound of a water drip. Her rage beginning to crop up, she rises from her bed and listens for the droplets location. The bathroom! Sluggishly slumping out of her bed, she trunches over to the bathroom and in a haze of exhaustion and anger slams the door open. It doesn't take long for her to notice the problem, the tubing under the sink was left exposed. "Those two...I am gonna strangle them with this pipe!" She stomps to the sink and leans down, looking at the tube and seeing it leaking a little from the connection valve. The tube wasn't like any she'd seen before in plumbing, which was  a lot given how many repairs she'd had done over the months. It looked like a retractable pipe, a fine mesh finish that seemed stretched in some places and retracted in others. Grabbing her phone and shining its torch on the pipe, she noticed an unusual logo. B.I.G TUBING ltd in big capital letters next to a logo that seemed to resemble some sort of water droplet or a balloon. "Hmm, can't say I've seen this brand before..." Rachel muttered as she took the tube in her grasp. Giving it a tug, she tried to feel any loose connections. But just as she reached the valve connection, a clank reverberated through the bathroom and the tube slipped from its lock. "AH! Shit!" She exclaimed, gripping the tube and cursing up a storm. She looks at the workings under the sink and tries to reach up further into network of pipes. 

Unable to reach she clamps the hose between her teeth and fondles around some more. Out of nowhere, she hears something, an unusual hissing noise rumbling through the pipes. When suddenly, a spray of a fine watery mist sprays from the tube in her mouth and her tongue is introduced to a cold chilling blast of water droplets. "Eww! What the fuck?!" She exclaimed, dropping the hose to the ground. She began feeling somewhat light headed, as if she was about to faint. Somewhat delirious, she felt herself eyeing the hose, picking it up and examining it. Trying to regain composure, she thinks, 'Maybe it was just a small blockage, I should test it.' Slowly, she turns the tap, and hears the echoing gush of water being ushered down the tube. But as it was about to pour, the tube shot from her grip and into her mouth. The shock knocked Rachel back, and just as the prepared to spit the tube out, her mouth was filled with water. Fear struck her, the surprise forcing her to wait and process what's happening. But just as she regained her bearing, she felt something...weird. Her chest felt cold, but also very floppy and tight. Looking down, the lets out a unbelievable yelp of shock, her breasts were growing!