Lucy struggled for bout 15 minutes with the zipper, she even called her mom to help her zip it up, but there efforts were fruitless. The zipper would not budge; Lucy had out grown her prom dress.
“This can’t be possible, this fit last week, it was the perfect dress, it was perfect, I knew…” Lucy was cut off from her rant.
“Lucy, Lucy calm down.” Susan said calmly. “Listen, you’re a growing girl, it’s perfectly natural to out grow a few clothes every now and then.”
“Yeah but mom, this dress fit perfectly last week.” Lucy said.
“Growth Spurt.” Susan replied. “Well there is nothing we can do now, this weekend you can go off and buy another.” Susan smiled. “Remember, like love, you grow.” Susan gave another one of her lame but meaningful thoughts.
Lucy looked at her chunky wait line and sighed. “Yeah I suppose. I guess I am just growing.”
Lucy undressed when her mom left and she looked in the mirror. It was certain she had put on weight, her trim legs and thighs had turned into soft jelly-like tubes. Her lean waist was now soft and budging over her panties. Her face had plumped up a little and a cute double chin was forming.
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