This choice: She was interrupted as her mother walked into the apartment. • Go Back...Chapter #7Mom didn't take it so well. by: Unknown Suddenly, Julie heard a noise behind her. It was a door.
"Hey honey, sorry but I had a terrible headache today so I skipped work, what was all that noise fo..."
Julie looked down, seeing two big and shocked eyes looking back at her. Short and stout, black hair and in a striped pyjama you would most likely find on Ebenezer Scrooge. Jup, that was her mom alright. Who then promptly, fell backwards onto the floor.The new sight of her daughter being to much for her.
"FUCK!" Julie said in distress with Jenny still on the line. "MY MOM IS STILL HOME!"
"Oh shit. I take it that from that response she didn't take to kindly to your new physique?" Jenny asked.
"She fucking passed out! I'm sorry but I have to hang up." Julie told her.
"Good idea, and now that I think about it, I also don't know how I'm supposed to explain this to my own parents." Jenny said as she finally hung up.
Julie was paniscked to say the least. She just revelled in this new powerfull and warm feeling she got from this transformations,and now she wishes that it never happened. Seeing her mom look so confused and scared was not fun. As she put down her phone she first set everything in the room back to where it stood before she grew, unflipping stools and tables. Then she finally decided to bring her mom back to bed. As she picked her up she noticed that it got a lot easier.
"Wow." She thought to herself, as she looked at her arms. They weren't total treetrunks, but there was definetely more muscle then fat before her growth. "If I'm already able to do this, then I wonder what kind of things Jenny could carry."
She put her mother to bed, ducking every time that she goes through a doorway. She finally went to her own room, looking for a new pair of clothes now that all the top layers have tears all over, and all the bottom layers have snapped off. But while she undresses she looks around and sees a mirror, where she can't even see her face anymore. Only her new body.
"Oh my god." She said in disbelief as she puts her hands on herself. "I would have given my soul if I could become even 10% of what I am now. But I got it all for free. And it feels good to." She starts slowly trailing her hands down from her neck. "Mmmmh, really, really good."
She reaches her breasts first, groping and squeezing her new magnificent set. They look far more defined now that all her bodyfat has been burned away, and she guesses they at least reach E cups like this. She trails further until she reaches her abs. Not a full six pack like she expects Jenny to have, but some nice hard abdominals that she could have never reached if she didn't have a run in with the milk. As she goes lower she feels her ass. First it was flat and saggy, curtesy to her mother's genes. But now it was nice and firm, with finally an actual feeling of curve being in it. She eventually reached down to her legs, or treetrunks as you could call them. She has heard the term "I want her thighs to crush my head like a watermelon." before, but now she actually want to give that a try. She was finally low enough to be able to see her own face, which was now completely smooth and silky. "Well this shit did turn me into an Amazonian. No use in thinking that it wouldn't also get rid of my acne scars."
"God it feels good to look this hot. Now I understand why attractive people feel a need to have such active sex lives. I wanna go and fuck the entire world to." She thought as she envisioned all the people that she wants to jump into bed with. "No Julie, don't get horny now. Your mother is lying in her bed passed out due to schock. That's the priority."
She finally put on the largest sweater that she could find in her closet. That now only conceals her tits while her stomach is still free to show off. Luckily her last already pretty wide bottom caused no lack of shorts to be available for her. She made the decision to not wear any pants because they now only reached her knees.
After she was done she went back to her moms room, picked up the largest chair available and sat down. Waiting until she would wake up again. Luckily, after about an hour, she did.
Her mom sat up slowly, with a still blurry vision. "Julie, dear. I jut had the most absurd dream in the world. Can you please get me a glass of water."
"I can get you that glass of water, but I am going to have to debrief you about the dream for a little bit longer." Julie said, as her mother took a good look at her. In response she yelped again, putting her hand on her mouth to stop herself from screaming.
"Julie. Honey... Is that really you? Her mother asked her, still in disbelief. "Yes mom. It's me." "But how did you get so large and why do you look like an underwear model on steroids?" Her mom blurted out. Julie realized that she truly was in shock. She would have never spoken about her like this before. "Well, let me explain. It's not a long story but it is a confusing one."
Julie told her mom about school, the milk, the phonecall she got from Jenny and finally her own transformation.
"So, because of... what, tainted milk, you can now reach the ceiling by standing up?" Her mother asked. Still in disbelief about this situation. "Yes, if it didn't literally happen to me I also wouldn't have believed it, so now I look like thihihiiiiii..."
Her mother had reached over to Julie and was feeling her abs. Julie pulled away from her and in turn her mom pulled away as well. "They are real, they really are real." Her mom says, finally convinced. "Yes they are very real, and can you please warn me beforehand. I'm pretty sensitive... allover to be completely honest."
"So now what... Is that the end of the story." Her mother finally asked her, still trying to process this new reality. "Yeah that's about it. Eventually you walked in, saw me, passed out, I put the milk in the fridge and carried you to bed."
"Wait..." Her mom suddnly said, sharply. "What do you mean you put it back in the fridge?" Julie realized that she slipped up, big time.
"YOU MEAN THERE IS SOME OF THAT MILK LEFT OVER?!" Her mom yelled in disbelief. Julie was almost double her height, and proved that she would be able to pick her up, but her mom screaming is still something she inherently finds hard to deal with. "Uh yeah, why, do you want me to do something with it?" She responded sheepishly.
"OF COURSE I WANT YOU TO DO SOMETHING WITH IT, I WANT YOU TO..."  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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