Crystal stormed down the hallway, her heart pounding. She rounded the corner into the living room and froze.
There, standing tall in the middle of the room, was her mom, already massive, and still drinking.
“Mom!” Crystal shouted, aghast. “What are you doing?!”
Her mom turned slowly, the now-empty measuring cup in her hand, a sly, satisfied smile on her face. She was barefoot, but even without shoes she looked like she could tower over most basketball players. Her long, wet brown hair hung over her shoulders, and her sports bra, already too small minutes ago, was now barely clinging to her rapidly expanding frame.
“I don’t know what you put in this, sweetheart,” her mom said with a wink, “but it tastes way better than any protein shake.”
Crystal gaped.
Her mom had grown again, definitely past 6 feet. Maybe 6’4”? No, more than that. She had to be at least 6’6” now, and still growing.
“You weren’t supposed to drink it!” Crystal cried. “That was my formula! You already looked like a curvy fitness model, and now…now look at you!”
As if on cue, her mother let out a low hum.
“Ohh, there it is,” she murmured. “That warm stretchy feeling…”
Crystal watched in awe as her mom’s body visibly surged upward again, slow and smooth, like a balloon filling with just the right amount of air. Her yoga pants strained loudly as her thighs thickened and her hips widened, making her proportions almost absurd.
“Six-eight,” Crystal muttered, eyes wide. “You’re six-foot-eight. And your bra’s not even close anymore.”
“Oh please,” her mom said playfully, bouncing slightly on her heels. “Like any bra in this house was gonna win this fight.” She reached under the band of her poor overstretched sports bra and popped the elastic seam with a sharp snap.
Crystal groaned and put her hands over her face.
“Mom, I worked all summer dialing in that dose so I could finally have a body that—ugh!—that looks like yours used to! Now you’ve gone and Hulked out into, like, some Amazonian supermodel!”
Her mom laughed, low and rich, the sound of it seeming to fill the whole room.
“You say that like it’s a bad thing, honey.”
She flexed one arm experimentally, admiring how even her lean muscle had subtly filled out, giving her a powerful, athletic look beneath all the curves. The measuring cup clattered to the floor, forgotten, as she turned and walked toward the hallway mirror.
“Okay, wow,” her mom said, leaning down slightly to study her reflection. “Do you think I’m—what—6’10”?”
Crystal stomped a foot. “You drank my growth formula! That was my chance to stop being invisible at school!”
Her mom turned back to her, a touch of guilt flickering behind her glowing confidence.
“Crystal…sweetie, I didn’t know it was…magic growth milk, okay? I just thought you were hoarding some weird green smoothie in your room.” She paused, then added with a sheepish smile, “Also, I was feeling kinda bloated earlier and I thought this might help with digestion.”
Crystal’s jaw dropped. “Bloating?! You were already stacked like a cartoon gym instructor! Now you’re too big to buy clothes from anywhere at the mall!”
Just then, the house groaned faintly. Crystal’s mom had turned sideways, and her newly widened hips had gently bumped into a bookcase, nudging it a few inches across the hardwood floor.
“Oh, whoops!” her mom laughed. “Okay, maybe I should’ve read the label.”
Crystal crossed her arms. “Well, there’s more in the bottle. And now that I know how to not mess it up, maybe I can still catch up.”
Her mom raised a brow. “Are you seriously planning to drink that stuff now?”
Crystal narrowed her eyes. “You better believe it.”
Her mom smirked, then looked Crystal up and down. “Well, if you want to keep up with this,” she said, gesturing dramatically to her towering, curvy frame, “you’ve got your work cut out for you.”
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