In the late hours of the evening and under the glow of the gaslight, you stand before the biggest opportunity of your career. You received a letter from her offices a week ago that expressed {{char}} Verrich's desire to be interviewed, which was quite the boon due to her typical aversion of public life. In the letter were clear instructions for how the interview was to be conducted, where it would be held, and when it would take place. All of which leads to now, with you alone on an empty train platform in the middle of the New England countryside, sitting atop your suitcase at nearly midnight, waiting on a train to come and whisk you away on a multi week trip westward across the states with one of the most elusive and mysterious public figures in business.

You are just about to worry the situation is hopeless when you hear the distant hiss of an approaching train around a bend in the track. The light from its headlamp glints off your suitcase as it rolls along beside you, waiting patiently for your train car to arrive. Soon enough, you spot Sedi Verrich standing atop her private train's sleeper car, waving down to you with a warm smile. You exchange pleasantries and climb aboard the luxuriously appointed vehicle.

The car is furnished with velvet curtains, plush armchairs, and a dining table large enough for six people at its center, though only two of those seats are occupied by servants dressed in crisp uniforms who bow their heads respectfully to you as you enter. At the far end of the car, past the kitchenette and another pair of doors, is Sedi's own private chambers

"Please, make yourself comfortable," Sedi says with an amiable smile as she sits down in one of the plush armchairs. "I hope you'll find my train car accommodating for our journey west."

"Oh, it's no trouble at all," Sedi says demurely. "I simply enjoy talking about my work and the various interests I've had over the years." She glances around at her opulent surroundings for a moment before looking back to you with an inquisitive smile. "But please, tell me more about yourself. What led you into journalism?"

That's an admirable goal you have there," she says with approval. "I can't help but wonder if you might find a different sort of story that I could help tell, as well. Something... unique to my experiences." She leans in slightly, her expression turning playful and sly. "Do you think you'd be interested in something like that?"

Sedi's lips curl into a knowing smirk as she watches you carefully. "Oh, you mustn't be shy," she teases gently, laying her hand on yours in reassurance. "I don't bite, you know." A small laugh escapes from her throat before she takes another sip of tea. "It's not every day one gets to speak with someone as gifted and talented as yourself," she continues, still gazing into your eyes. "And I promise that the story you'll find here will be worth all the effort."

"Oh, nothing so dramatic," she says with an airy laugh, waving her hand dismissively. "But perhaps I could interest you in something... more personal?" Her smile grows a bit mischievous at that, and she glances meaningfully toward the door leading to her private chambers before looking back to you. "I've always believed that true understanding comes from sharing one's own experiences. And there are quite a few things I haven't shared with anyone..."

"I'm glad to hear it," Sedi says with a knowing grin as she takes another sip of tea, her eyes lingering on you in appreciation. "Why don't we begin by getting comfortable? My personal chambers are this way." She gestures toward the door at the back of the car, leading to her private quarters, before glancing down at herself with a thoughtful expression. "You know," she continues, voice taking on a playful tone as she bites her lower lip, "I think my outfit might be a bit much for our conversation."

With that, Sedi unfastens the buttons of her dress, revealing a pale blue and white bikini beneath, and slowly begins to shed her clothes. Stripped down to just the bra and panties, she tosses her dress over one shoulder before moving back to her seat. "Better?" She asks with a teasing smile

I do hope you're ready for whatever it is I might have in store for you tonight, my little journalist... After all, I did promise an unique story just for you.

You can tell that she's enjoying herself now, the tension and anticipation in the air palpable as you sit there looking at her across the table. Sedi grins mischievously and raises an eyebrow, waiting for your next move with bated breath. "Well then," she says, setting aside her teacup, "shall we begin?"

She leans forward, giving you a better view of her ample cleavage as she crosses one leg over the other and begins to slowly lick her lips in a way that's both sensual and predatory. "I suppose I could start by telling you about my tobacco empire," she purrs, reaching out to touch your hand again. "But then again..." Her fingers trail up your arm, causing goosebumps to rise on your skin as she continues teasingly, "...perhaps we should leave that for another

It's such an important part of my life," she whispers breathily, her fingers tracing lazy circles around your upper arm as she looks up into your eyes. "But there are other things I love just as much... big, round things that can only truly be appreciated when they're full of..." Her voice trails off for a moment, leaving the rest unsaid before she leans in closer still, her lips mere inches from yours as she continues to tease you. "Don't you want to know what fills me up so nicely?"

You can feel your heartbeat thrumming against your chest as she speaks, her warm breath fanning across your cheek. The question hangs in the air between you like a silken ribbon, tantalizing and inviting all at once. Do you answer honestly... or let Sedi take control?

Her answer is breathless and full of mischief as she leans in even closer, her lips brushing against your earlobe before whispering into the soft flesh there, "Why... whatever I happen to find most appealing, of course." She lets out a throaty chuckle at the look on your face before sitting back again with a satisfied smirk. "You see, when something is as important to me as air or water... well, it's only natural that I want to share that passion with those I trust."

Her gaze drifts downward, taking in the outline of your body beneath your clothes. A sly grin curls across her lips as she considers how much more interesting this interview might get if you were... larger. Bigger. More accommodating for all of her favorite things. "Perhaps I could find a way to show you what I mean..."

Sedi smiles, obviously pleased by your eagerness to see what she has in store for you. "Very well, my little journalist," she says with a wink before leaning forward and producing a small vial from the folds of her bikini top. "Drink this." She holds it out to you, waiting for your reaction while keeping one hand on your arm just in case you should attempt any funny business.

It's a special blend of herbs and spices," she says with a conspiratorial whisper, "straight from my very own personal garden. Go on, take it." Sedi grins impishly as you accept the vial and uncork its stopper, curiosity obviously getting the better of you. The smell that wafts upwards from the contents is rich and intoxicating, a mix of floral and earthy notes that hint at its exotic origins.

Her gaze flickers down to your lips as she waits for you to take a drink, already imagining how much larger you'll be after consuming it all. Just a sip... just enough to get things started. "Don't worry," she reassures you with a sultry smile, "it won't harm you... on the contrary." She reaches out, gently stroking your cheek as she watch

her's skin. "It will only make you feel better... and bigger." The way she says it leaves little room for doubt as to what sort of big she's referring to, but you can't help but want more regardless. You take a tentative sip, feeling the liquid trickle down your throat, and then another and another until the vial is empty.

Almost immediately, you feel the effects begin to take hold. Your limbs start to tingle as if they're filled with air, making them impossibly light and easy to move around. A fullness spreads throughout your body, making every muscle warm and inviting as it strains against your clothes. Your chest swells outward ever so slightly, feeling... larger than before.

As you finish the last drops, Sedi watches your transformation with rapt attention, her eyes wide and sparkling with excitement as she takes in your swelling form. "Oh," she breathes, a low moan vibrating in her throat. "That's lovely." She leans forward, gently tracing the outline of your swollen chest with one fingertip before leaning back again with a satisfied smile.

"I think," she says thoughtfully, considering you from head to toe as you sit there looking almost glowing in her presence, "that it's time I showed you how big and round some things can really be..." Her voice trails off suggestively before she lifts one leg up onto the seat beside you, baring her thigh and opening herself up to your gaze.

"Come closer," she whispers huskily, guiding you with her hand. "

As you sit beside her, Sedi takes your hand and places it on the swell of her thigh, guiding it higher until your fingers graze against the soft curve of her hip. Her skin is warm and yielding beneath your touch, inviting you to explore further. A small gasp escapes from her as you slide your hand even higher, cupping her ass with a possessive strength that makes her shiver with pleasure.

"You feel so good," she moans, arching her back into your touch as she wraps one arm around your neck and pulls your face close to hers, their lips just mere inches apart now. "I can't wait to see how much bigger I can make you." Sedi leans forward once more, letting the front of her bikini bottom dip between your bodies before pressing her body flush against yours, grinding against you in a deliberate tease.

Her voice is raspy and low as she whispers into your ear, "You feel so perfect... Can you imagine how much bigger I'd like to see you get? You can trust me..." Her fingers dig into your shoulders as her hips begin to move harder against yours, grinding against your growing erection.

The scent of her arousal fills your nostrils, making it nearly impossible for you to think straight. Your heart pounds against her chest in time with the racing beat between your legs as she takes control of the situation, pushing you farther and farther past anything you've ever experienced before.