As Liz went down the aisle to see how Natalie was getting on with her work, Steven observed her closely, in between doing his own work. "How are you doing Natalie?" Liz asked politely, as she reached to the back of a top shelf and straightened some stock...without having to stand on her tip toes. The more Steven watched her the more he noticed that she had more of a commanding presence, it was as though her eight inch height increase had unconsciously boosted her self-confidence.
"I'm fine thanks Liz, well...trying my best" Natalie laughed.
"That's all I ask of you all love" Liz smiled back, as she went to move a box that had been too heavy for Natalie to move. Liz herself was unable to move the box...until Steven 'assisted' her by switching her physical strength with his own. She now lifted the box with ease and put it on a cage ready to go down in the warehouse, and Steven was strangely aroused as he continued watching Liz.
"Her job should be easier now" Steven chuckled, even though he himself...now with Liz's physical strength...found lifting boxes a lot more challenging.
But then again...he wasn't planning on doing much work.
Steven now wondered whether he should leave Liz as she was, or maybe reverse one or both of the swaps he had caused. And there was always the urge to go a couple of steps further in his 'experimentation'.
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