Catherine slept fitfully that night, stewing and angry at the little brat. “You’re too fat” “We don’t have anything that will fit you” She decided as she drifted off that she’d show Tina to respect people’s bodies. The next morning at breakfast Catherine would slip a little something into the young girl’s morning juice.
*Breakfast, the next morning*
Catherine had gotten herself up extra early, just in case, so when Tina came down into the kitchen she saw that breakfast was already laid out. Catherine had been forced to follow Tina’s very strict diet rules, but she’d made sure to doctor up the young girl’s morning juice.
“You’re up early,” Tina said, sitting at the table in front of her meal. The girl was still in her loose pajamas.
“Oh, I just had too much energy and thought I’d kept up and start the day,” Catherine responded, making sure to zip up her bag that held the bottle of Jumbo Gro.
“Since you’re up so early, you should spend your time productively. Go for a run or something to try and stop being so fat.”
If Catherine had kept any worries about what she was doing to Tina, that washed them away and the older girl simply sipped at a cup of coffee and watched the young gymnast scarf up her meal and chug down her juice.
“I’m going to go get changed,” Tina said, hopping up from her chair, as full of energy as ever.
Catherine wondered if it would work, but then Tina let out a big belch and paused in her steps.
“Excuse me,” Tina said, suddenly feeling very strange.
Catherine stared at Tina, eyes wide, and she watched as the young gymnast burped again and her baggy pajamas were suddenly not so loose.
Tina wobbled, slightly off balance, as she felt her body bubbling up. Her butt quickly filled her pajama shorts to their maximum. A little pooch belly appeared over the waistband of her shorts as her shirt rode up. The formerly flat and lean gymnast’s eyes went wide as she watched her shirt fill up with boobs. First little nubs. Then growing into respectable B-cups like her mom. Then growing beyond that, at least to Catherine’s size. She turned back to the table to look at Catherine.
The babysitter was excited that her first human test was going so well. The tiny gymnast had swollen up all over. Her thighs were thick across, her hips already bigger than Catherine’s own and the girl’s abs were now hidden under a thick padding of soft belly. Gazing further up, she saw that Tina’s shirt was splitting along the seams as it filled with some truly tremendous breasts. Catherine was actually a little jealous as she watched them outgrow the size of volleyballs. She then looked even higher to Tina’s face, expecting to see the young girl horrified over what was happening. That would teach her. But the grin on the young girl’s face was as huge as the rest of her.
And Catherine watched as that head rose up even higher.
Catherine stood up out of her seat and realized that the young girl had grown by leaps and bounds, passing 6 feet tall easily and when she finally stopped growing, she was closer to 7 feet. Her clothes hung on by torn threads, and as Tina shifted her weight, Catherine could feel the tremors in the kitchen floor.
“What happened to me?” Tina said in a shocked whisper.
“I guess you got a little too fat,” Catherine answered, wanting to pick on the oversized gymnast. Although she had trouble looking away from the massive, wobbling orbs that were barely constrained by the ruins of Tina’s shirt. Those tenting nipples were slightly above Catherine’s head. “Maybe that will teach you to be nicer.”
Tina looked down at Catherine. “You did this?” She asked.
Catherine tried to hide the waver of fear in her voice as she said, “Yes. Now let this be a lesson…”
She was cut off as the huge gymnast smiled even wider before lunging at her babysitter, bodily knocking her to the ground and smothering her with her chest. Catherine’s entire body was basically hidden from sight under the overdeveloped young gymnast.
“This is the best!” Tina crowed. “I’m huge! No one can pick on me again! I’m bigger than my mom and dad combined. And these jugs?!? None of my friends really even need a bra and I’m pretty much too big for one!”
Catherine, lost in a dark cavern of young cleavage, was feeling crushed and instantly regretted her decision to pull her little prank on young Tina. She was trouble at 4’6”, but now? She was a monster. Catherine freed a hand and grasped wildly, trying to find her bag on the ground nearby. She finally felt it, stuck her hand in and came out with the bottle. She didn’t really want to test the stuff on herself, but it was either that or she was going to be crushed and bossed around by the enormous young girl she’s was supposed to be babysitting.
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