This choice: Megan makes it to the bathroom, to inspect the "damage" • Go Back...Chapter #6Megan makes it to the bathroom, to inspect the ... by: Unknown When she finally reached the bathroom, she found herself alone in it, much to her luck and joy. She walked to the sink, where she could behold herself better in the mirror. What she saw suprised her less than what she would have wanted. For as surprising and weird as it was, it seemed oddly natural. Despite her change, it was still her she saw in the mirror. Though she was taller. Much taller. Taller than she had been yesterday. Hell, she was taller than she had been when she left home this morning. Many thoughts began to stir within her, though mainly one certain question came to mind:
”What the hell is going on”
Being a smart girl, she could estimate by her looks that she was almost a feet taller. She had to be around 4.7 or .8 feet in height. Although these few inches wasn´t terribly much, they were very much noticable, which Craig had brought to her attention. Confusion and stress flickered in her mind, as she lifted a hand to her forehead to wipe away sweat. Then she noticed something else.
Formerly, her arms had been covered in their entirety, by the sleeves of her hoodie. This was no more. The sleeves had now moved above her wrists, not by much, but by some. She realized that, as she had gotten taller, it was likely that her body and limbs had elongated along with it. Looking down at herself she found new changes on her outfitting. Her new height had caused the hoodie to crawl upwards, showing the slightest midriff. Her bellybutton remained concealed, though any flesh between it and her pants did not. At the same time, her pants had moved up on her legs as well, ending just above the ankles. This seemed to be the most drastic change, and it indicated that her legs had gotten longer. This would seem logical, as her pants did feel tigther.
”Wait a minute” it hit her. ”My pants feels tigther”. Would increased height do that?
She bowed down and let her hands glide across her legs, from the knees and upwards. And the more upwards she moved the more tension built up within her, all of which exploded in a jolt of panic when she reached her buttocks.
Now, though Megan wasn´t very concious about her body, she was indeed aware of it. And she knew that, prior to growing to meager lumpts last night, had never had any mentionable curves whatsoever. Though as of now, that was no more. She turned around to see it better, though what she saw she hated. The reasons her pants had felt so tight was because her butt had grown more round and firm, and not just that. To acommodate that, her thighs had widened along with it. While neither butt nor thighs had grown much, the small amount they had grown was far too much for Megan´s liking. A new realization quickly built up in her, and she feared the answear. Turning sideways, she took a deep breath to calm. Then she grabbed her chest to confirm another horrible suspicion, and found it to be true. Her breasts had gotten slightly bigger as well.
Megan had, since waking up this morning, grown almost a feet taller and gained her first real curves. In the moment of silence she managed to comprehend the fullness her new size in its full view. Silent and filled with desperation, what she saw in the mirror was not quite the girl she had been earlier. That girl had been a child living the happy time of still looking as such. The girl in the mirror wasn´t, and so neither was the girl in front of it. That was a girl who was growing to become a woman. Maturity had finally come to her, and with a speed she never would have either anticipated, nor believed. As crazy a dream as it had been, her dream of an everlasting girlhood had ended. She felt like crying, but felt that doing so would be girlish. And right now girlishly weak was the last thing she wanted to be. Nonetheless, a tear dripped from her cheek, and was soon followed by countless other, until she simply stood and cried silently in solitude.
When she was done sulking she left the bathroom, only to find Craig waiting for her outside. He was leaning against the wall across the room, standing silently in his own thoughts. She thought that he must´ve followed her and waited for her to come out. When she did he woke up and looked at her. The two of them stared at each other for a moment. Then Craig lifted himself of the wall and waved his head in a certain direction. ”You coming?” he asked.
”Do i have to?” was what she thought, though she knew that the answear would have been yes, either her own way, or by Craig insistence. So she simply agreed with a nod, and the two started moving. Craig turned his head to Megan. ”Lets go then. Im taking you to the........
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