This choice: "We should get you out of here." • Go Back... Well, Jack says nothing for the first few minutes as he appears ghostly white. He just stares at Olivia with a mixture of fear and arousal, tempted to flee in terror or... help her out of her obviously too tight clothing. Being the same age as her, sexual intercourse is still a foreign concept to his childish brain, so seeing the new Olivia naked wouldn't amount to much.
As long as Jack can remember, he's always been attracted to Olivia since the first time he met her. It wasn't romantic in any way, just he found her so sweet he couldn't help but like her and be friends with her. This morning, when she told him she had grown an inch, he was happy for her. But here she was, a full 18 inches taller than this morning at 5'1" and looking more like a somewhat short 14 or 15 year old with her curves. This is... unnatural, to say the least, but he knows Olivia trusts him and would be devastated if he breached that trust, being so sensitive.
And if she were to keep growing... this could be very bad and kill the sweet girl, leaving a growing Olivia who wouldn't hesitate to get back at everyone for all the things she's endured. He has a chance to nip that in the bud, so he has to take it. "W-we should get you out of here..." he finally manages to say.
"We... we should?" Olivia asks, slightly confused but relieved that her friend isn't abandoning her.
"Olivia, you've grown... what, 18 inches since yesterday all in less than a day? That can't be natural, or good for you..."
"How can it not be good for me? For the first time in my life I'm not short for my age! I'm not underdeveloped for my age!"
"True as that may be, I'm worried it might be too much too soon for your body to take. Don't get me wrong, you're really pretty now, and I'm happy for you, but I don't want you to die!" Jack replies. In truth, he thinks Olivia is more than just really pretty, but this description is as close to 'fucking sexy' as his preteen brain can muster.
Olivia thinks about her experiences for a second. On the one hand, all this growth hasn't felt painful, rather it felt warm and nice in ways her 12-year old brain is just starting to understand. Just thinking about it seems to generate the same feeling and make her too tight panties feel... squishy. Sure, she'd been somewhat scared of it at first, but maybe it's this feeling that made her feel disappointed that her last spurt had ended, like she wanted it to continue?
On the other hand, what if Jack is right? What if this proves too much for her body to handle and she dies from it? She's too young to die! The blonde girl then finally notices that her feet feel cold. She glances down and sees her last spurt had destroyed her shoes, which also explains the lack of pain from her feet being stuck in much too small confines. How is she going to find fitting clothes to wear if this keeps up? What about food? ...Oddly, she doesn't feel all that hungry even though she's sure she should feel famished after all this growing...
A familiar shiver runs through Olivia followed by a warmth that snaps her out of her thoughts. Somehow, Jack's presence allows her to feel relaxed, and she moans lightly as her clothes constrict around her growing body, tearing in places. Slowly, she watches her gaze meet her friend's move less and less upward until her green eyes are exactly level with his blue ones. Her faces grows redder and redder with embarrassment as she feels more of her clothing give way, yet quietly relieved to not have to bear more pressure than she must.
Jack's eyes wander down for a moment as his friend's breasts force a couple buttons of her blouse apart while her nipples are clear as day to see poking forth from behind the fabric. (as if any bra she would've put on this morning would still fit her now) He could feel himself getting hard from this show, but forces himself to ignore it in favor of Olivia's well-being. When he looks back up, though, he finds himself having to look up to meet her gaze. Just slightly, but he guesses she's grown 6 more inches. That puts her at about 5'7" - exactly 2 feet taller than yesterday.
"Um... y-you can stop staring, Jack..." Olivia finally says, more than a little hint of joy in her voice. Jessica was pretty tall for her age, and blessed with B-cups which were impressive for a preteen. Jack is a couple inches taller than her, albeit very skinny. And now Olivia is even taller than her bully, not to mention curvier. (definitely bustier) Still, she's a bit embarrassed about showing so much skin to her best friend in school, and has the sinking feeling she'll completely outgrow her clothes before the end of the day.
"S-sorry! But this further proves we should get you the heck out of here, Olivia. If this isn't over, we need to get you out of here while we still can. Please... you know that as your friend, I only want what's best for you." Jack responds, a good deal more desperate than before.
Olivia sighs. As much as she wanted to continue her day at school, or even confront the meanie Jessica by asking her who's the little girl now, Jack is still insisting that she should leave the school now. She's always felt she could trust him to be there for her in times of need, just as she would be for him no matter what it is, and indeed he's here for her right now. As such, her heart tells her to trust that his suggestion is in her best interests to heed. "I know... S-so should I head for the nurse's office first, or should I just leave the building altogether?" she asks quietly.
"Uh... how have your spurts been so far?"
"Well the second last one was pretty big, but I don't know if there's a pattern or if it's just random. That last one did come much sooner than before, though..."
Jack feels a little odd in hearing Olivia describe her previous spurts, almost like he liked it in some way he's yet to understand, but does his best to remain focused and says, "Then I think we should just leave and consider having the nurse look at you after. We'll be late for our classes, sure, but I'm not leaving your side until I know you'll be fine."
Just as he finishes, both kids' ears are assaulted by the bell ringing just above their heads, the halls becoming silent and desolate as everyone else enters their classrooms. Jack and Olivia know for a fact that they're late for class, and that the hall monitors would be patrolling in search of straggling students to issue detention to shortly. So of course the two make haste for the nearest exit while drawing as little attention to themselves as possible, hoping they can make it out before they're noticed and delayed. Neither knows when Olivia will grow again, or how much.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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