Your mother takes out a white t-shirt and pink jeans. The t-shirt wasn't like the ones you normally wore though, it had frilly bits on the cuffs and the neck line so people could tell that this was meant to be worn by a girl. The jeans seemed normal enough, besides the colour. The most important thing you notice, however, was that they were much too small for you, like the pull-up had been.
"Hands up," your mother says as she brings the clothes over to you. You obey her, sure that not even your arms would fit into the t-shirt. However, when she brings it down it balloons in size, enveloping you. You head pops out of the top of the t-shirt after a brief struggle with the garment. Your mother then kneels down and opens up the jeans so you could step in. Like the t-shirt, it grew to be the right size for you when you started putting it on. Your mother then goes over to your closet and quickly comes back holding a small pair of white socks and pink sneakers. Again, when she puts them on you, they grow bigger.
"There we go," she says, "you're ready for another fun filled day. Breakfast will be ready in a while." With that, she leaves your room.
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