Full Body Inflation

or, "My Wet Dream"

I strolled down the row of racers, the sponsors and the sponsors’ painters, already hard at work on the costumes. I nodded casual greetings to the other racers. Jenny, a longtime friend and former lover, was already getting her logo painted on her belly--a large AT&T logo, plus several other smaller sponsors’ logos.

“You’re lucky to snag them,” I said. “How much for?”

“Three million plus endorsements and commercials. Who’d you get?”

I told her. She laughed.

Ada Wong took one look at the tiny impish .. thing and snorted to herself.

Her superiors had certainly never mentioned anything about this peculiar little creature; perhaps because they hadn't known themselves, but more likely because it was so harmless and .. but why would Umbrella breed something harml ..

Before Ada could conclude her thoughts, the creature puffed itself up, to become a tiny sphere and then just as swiftly deflated again, filling the whole chamber with a thick cloud of glittering spores.

The phone rang, as it had been all morning.

"Hello?" she asked, finally picking it up.

"Jodi? Where the hell you been? We need you in here to investigate something! Pronto!"

"A case? Right away, chief." She yawned, dropping the phone to the floor. Jodi didn't feel like going in today. Not after the night she had. She went back to bed for a while.