Dream Big - March

I'm working with RobClassact to illustrate his story "Dream Big"

https://www.robclassactwrites.com/short-stories/dream-big

MARCH

From my desk across the room, I watched as Caprice tugged, pressed, poked, and lifted until her umber cleavage overflowed her scoop-neck collar. Tossing an errant dark curl out of her face, she straightened and grinned as she snapped a selfie.

"Perfect."

In the year since graduation, I'd managed to turn my college internship into a full-time programming gig. Caprice, however, struggled to find steady employment, and the onset of a global pandemic only made things worse. Unemployed and teetering on the brink of despair, she pivoted her efforts to social media, where her natural charm, infectious smile, and buxom figure had already gained her a steady following.

Posting the image, she giggled as the likes rolled in. I peeked over my monitor. "Another winner?"

"I'm almost at 5,000 watchers! If this keeps up, I could reach a million by Fall!"

I laughed. "I don't know about that. It would take a pretty alarming growth rate to get you that far."

"Oh, ye of little faith. In fact, something tells me 5,000 is my magic number."

"What makes you say that?" I said, having heard similar pronouncements from her at two-, three-, and four thousand.

"Everything! Engagement stats, comments, that cryptic DM from an account that disappeared without a trace—"

"Wait, what?"

Her phone vibrated, and she whooped, jumping to her feet. "Five thousand!" She bounded over and threw her arms around my neck, pulling me in for a celebratory kiss. "Now, if you'll excuse me. I think my fans have earned a bikini pic." Watching her saunter away, I noticed her soft, curvy frame looking a little fuller than usual. She turned, catching me staring, and winked.

"Just you wait. I'm gonna be huge!"

She wasn't wrong.