I had heard of a party going on tonight, and I couldn't help but think that it would be really fun, especially with this new power I had. I always wanted, just once, to be THE girl at a party. The one that the music stops for when I walk in. Not because I'm shallow, or superficial, but out of curiosity. I've never seen any part where a girl walks by and everyone stops for her. I've only seen it in the movies, and I would like to see how people would react in a real life situation, and how it would feel to be that girl.
First, I purchased suitable clothes. Then I went home and stripped down completely. I stared at myself in the mirror for a few seconds, then focused. Slowly I inched taller, my body molded and skewed, my breasts swelled relatively quickly, and my butt slowly.
I watched my body inch taller in the mirror, I could see my breasts filling up, taking more and more of the mirror, as my body shaped into the hourglass figure I loved so much. My hips flared out, and my waist dwindled, as I made my stomach flat and perfect.
In the silence of my bathroom, I could actually hear the changes happening. My skin stretching, my bones cracking, my muscles thickening. I added onto my height until I could no longer see my eyes in the full length mirror. My breasts were about as big as basketballs.
I smiled in the mirror, and gave my chest a little shake. My boobs bounced like any natural ones would, but I made sure I kept them perky and high up on my chest. I cupped them to judge their weight, and then pressed them against my chest, then let go and watched them bounce.
I turned around, and stuck my butt out a little, smiling at how I made myself so perfect that somehow, I managed to get turned on by my own reflection. I felt really shallow feeling that though...but still, I felt a little better knowing that this wasn't a normal situation. who grows more than a foot in a few seconds?
I walked into my room, and looked at the new clothes I had brought. I pulled the jeans up onto my legs, buttoned them, and looked down, all the way over my breasts, to see how cute they looked.
I then looked at the bra I tailored earlier. I actually did a good job for someone with very little experience. Or so it looked. Hopefully my seams were tight enough to not break on me. I had purchased J cup bras, but they were actually meant for grandmas, and has huge straps. I removed the cups and I was able to attach them to another bra, that was 38. I had gained 4 inches to my rib cage because of how much taller I had gotten. I kept myself in proportion, at least when my bones were involved.
I put the bra on, and then I got sad that it was too tight. I'd have to make my boobs smaller...but only by about 2 inches. No one would notice...but shrinking my boobs still made me sad. Although, I must admit, for a crappy bra I put together, it looked really good on me.
The shirt I got was a black T-shirt. It was hard to find a cute one in the size I wanted, and this one was actually too short, showing a bit of my stomach, and not actually cover my shoulders at all (even though the shoulders on this shirt werent meant to cover anything).
I looked at myself, and tried to find what was missing. I realized it, and made my hair longer and full. reaching to about butt, and making it so it was wavy, and full.
Now I was ready to head out.
I got to the party, and everyone looked at me as soon as I walked in. I smiled, looking back at everyone's stares of awe and lust. Even the women, none of them looked jealous as their boyfriends and significant others ignored them to stare at me.
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