Rolling fields of green clover surround Abi. The sky was blue with a few wispy clouds above. She felt the warmth of summer sun on her shoulders. She closed her eyes and looked to the sky, arms raised toward the sun. She felt wonderful.
Abi opened her eyes. A beautiful, statuesque blonde woman appeared in the distance. She strode up to Abi and placed her hand on Abi’s chest, exactly where the green mist had entered her. “I am Brigit,” she said. “You will be my avatar, the Sorceress of the Word.”
***
Abi awoke with a start. She felt her chest, where the woman had touched her, and felt… breasts? Pulling her head up from the pillow, she looked down at herself. She definitely had breasts! And her hips looked more developed. Was she taller too? She scrambled out of the bed to the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror.
Sure enough, Abi’s body resembled her sister’s than her own from the previous day. It was as if puberty had accomplished three years of work in one night! She looked like an attractive 16-year-old on the cusp of womanhood.
As she admired herself, her sister flung open the bathroom door. “Out of my way, Abi! It’s my turn…” her sister started before noticing Abi’s significant changes. “How did you grow so much?” Dwaa asked her, astonished.
“I guess I had a growth spurt,” said Abi, shrugging. With the two of them in front of the mirror, Abi could compare her new body to her sister’s. She was still about an inch shorter than Dwaa’s 5’7” height, but her breasts were a good cup size larger than her sister’s B-cups. Abi’s waist seemed narrower and hips wider, giving her a more dramatic hourglass shape than her sister, though Abi’s legs didn’t look as long.
Dwaa’s eyes narrowed in jealousy as she realized that her younger sister seemed to now be the more curvaceous of the two. “Well, I’m still taller than you, Abi. And you wish you had my legs!” Dwaa shoved her sister out of the bathroom as she tried to wrap her mind around the effects of Abi’s amazing growth spurt.
***
After school, Abi approached Dwaa and her boyfriend, Steve. “If it isn’t my little freak of a sister,” Dwaa said. Turning to her boyfriend, she said “I think that she had some kind of cancer or something, because she’s got tumors growing from her chest.”
Abi’s cheeks flushed in embarrassment and tears welled in her eyes. She was tired of her sister insulting her! Dwaa opened her mouth, ready to insult her sister again, but a green mist seemed to form around her mouth, and it shut again. Dwaa’s eyes widened in surprise, but she said nothing. Abi turned and ran away, ashamed and hurt at her sister’s cruelty.
Dwaa looked at Steve, who seemed to be staring into the distance. She frowned as she followed her boyfriend’s eyes… to Abi’s new boobs, which jiggled as she ran.
***
That evening, the three young friends met in Jen’s basement again.
“I still can’t believe it! You look so developed and pretty,” gushed Jen.
“I think you’re bigger than my sister too!” Adi exclaimed, hands cupped at her chest to indicate breasts.
“This has to be from us reading the scroll together last night!” Jen said. “I knew there was something going on when that green mist went into you!”
“Let’s do it again. Only this time, I’ll do the last chant!” said Adi. The other girls excitedly agreed, hearts fluttering in anticipation.
As they chanted, an indistinct red shape began to form over the scroll. Finishing the verse, it coalesced into the shape of a sword. Abi and Jen stopped, but Adi read the verse one more time. As she finished, the insubstantial red sword plunged into her chest. Like Abi the night before, she rubbed her chest, where it had struck, a strange tingling on her skin.
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