Even if it was not noticeable at the moment Helena had a few inches of height disappear off her frame, strangely though her tits, ass, and even her growing stomach stayed the same size. Still Helena made it to her pink car without any more trouble. “ I can't believe that happUUUUURRRPPP!?”
At this point with the sudden burps and farts that smell of bubble gum were not as humiliating as she was alone but Helena still kept her head down with her long blonde hair covering up her face. Sure, someone might get the idea of who she is with her signature pink shirt and now that she was drawing close to her car picking her keys and equally unwillingly a loud fart out of her jeans when a third of an inch disappears.
“Ugh my jeans are starting to feel tight.” Helena grunts as she drops her derriere in the driver's seat, leaning back with an annoyed groan as she farts loudly. The blonde’s pushed out belly curves like a small moon, a small part of her pink skin showing as she moves her hand to the button and zipper of her jeans. While she liked to wear tight jeans on her lower body, enough to she what she's got without being like Alisa and try to show everything while being barely legal and appropriate. Her button and zipper go down and Helena breathes a sigh of relief as her belly buldges out with a small fart as it expands the slightest, a slight curve underneath her pink shirt, almost a comparable size as if she went out to a buffet and ate till now.
“Great! I look like a freaking stress eater.” Helena scowls, while knowing that's exactly right way back before she discovered magic her parents would push the blonde hard and when she ‘failed’ be punished harshly. Thankfully magic and being a witch was a good outlet for her stress and anxiety or else she might be like some of the fat kids in class.
Uncaring for the moment that her button and fly were down, giving anyone that is not around a peek of her of surprisingly pink panties with white frills along the waist, Helena grabs her keys and practically shoves them into the ignition before pulling out, carefully. Last thing she wanted was to hit someone or be delayed before getting home.
While out of the school's parking lot she is still on the back roads due to the campus being located in a neighborhood. Still driving the street, Helena is forced to stop as an Elderly couple with a young boy cross the street. Part of her wants to be the bitch that Alisa constantly says she is and honk at their slow and frail walk across the street. Instead she waves faintly when the boy waves back and the grand parents give her a thankful nod before she burps before covering her mouth as they finally cross the streets. In that time another small inch gases off her as her belly, breasts, and arse don't shrink with.
Underneath her shirt the pink coloring is starting to go lower as her hips are a bubblegum pink. All that Helena noticed is that the gas and brake pedals feel a tad off as she continues to drive, adjusting her body to suit the unnoticed increasing handicap she
will sooner or later notice.
When Helena finally gets home that at least a mile away where the more richer people live. Her home was a three story house and looked so shiny and brand new one would think it was newly built but her family had lived there for most of her life. Instead of focusing on her memories of the past however Helena knows she needs to get to her room on the second floor and get her spell book.
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