“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”
Jen’s scream rang throughout the house. Her sister Tonya ran into her room to invesigate.
“Jen! What’s wrong; why all the... oof!”
Tonya fell to the floor in a daze from whatever she collided with. It felt like she’d ran into a brick wall.
Tonya looked up to see the biggest person she’d ever seen towering over her. For a moment she was scared, before she noticed the giantess in front of her looked familiar.
Her scrawny little sister’s face now sat on a body befitting a Norse goddess.
Her hips looked to be two feet across. Her shoulders were nearly just as broad. Connecting the two were a comparatively diminutive ribcage and waist, though still much larger than the average woman.
Her limbs looked thick and powerful as well, but in perfect harmony with the rest of her titanic frame.
But what overshadowed all those impressive measurements were her mammoth breasts which were easily the size of volleyballs.
She had the look of voluptuous beauty coupled with the imposing aura of a stone colossus.
“Jen!? What the hell happened to you?”
“I don’t know,” Jen said almost in tears. “I just woke up like this!”
Tonya was dumbstruck. She’d never even imagined a woman could ever be this big, let alone her 13-year-old runt of a sister. And especially not in one night.
“Where’s Mom?”
“She has a meeting with her editor all day,” Tonya answered. “She already left.”
“Man, Mom’s gonna freak out,” Jen fretted. “How am I going to explain this?”
“It’ll be alright.” Tanya took her sister by the hand in an attempt to reassure her. She was shocked to see that even Jen’s hands were huge, making Tonya’s look like a child’s.
“Jeez, you’re big. I wonder how tall you are.”
“How would I know?” Jen blurted out, acting a bit offended.
“Well, let’s find out,” Tonya said as she lead Jen across the room.
There was a height chart taped up on the bathroom door jamb from when they were little that’d never been taken down. Jen obliged and stood at the door.
“Now stand straight,” Tonya said as she got up on a stool to read the measurement.
“Six foot six exactly.”
Jen started pacing the room in nervous fear. “This is impossible! How could I grow 16 inches overnight?!”
“I don’t know, but for as much as you’ve grown up, I’d say you’ve grown out even more.” Tonya said as she surveyed her sister’s overbearing frame. “Hang on a sec.”
Tonya ran to the other room and came back with a cloth measuring tape.
Tonya stepped behind her sister and looped the tape around her, measuring first her hips, then her waist, noting the results in her head. She had trouble reaching up to encircle Jen’s breasts, not to mention almost running out of tape.
Tonya whistled in surprise.
“55-31-53”
“Christ, I’m huge,” Jen said while tentatively hefting her breasts. “I don’t even want to know what I weigh.”
“Well I do,” Tonya said, gesturing to the bathroom. “So march on in there...big, big lady.”
Jen reluctantly stepped into the bathroom and shut the door. After a minute or two, Tonya started to get impatient.
“What’s it say?”
Jen mumbled something Tonya couldn’t make out.
“What was that?”
“I said I can’t see it because my giant boobs are in the way!”
Tonya groaned and forced her way in. Their bathroom was cramped enough without an emotionally unstable amazon hogging all the space. She was able to contort to a position where she could read the scale.
“225 lbs.”
“WHAT!?” Jen bellowed, shaking the tiny room. “I’ve never weighed more than 95 pounds in my life! Gawd, I’m a freak!”
Tonya was a little scared. Jen could be a real pain when she got worked up; and that was before she got to be this size. She needed to calm her down before she broke something. Or somone.
“All that growing must’ve made you hungry. Maybe some breakfast will clear your head.”
...
The kitchen looked like a war zone. In the span of 30 minutes Jen devoured everything she could get her sizable hands on. Their mom was planning a big dinner for when their brother Mike came home from college this weekend; now everything that wasn’t raw or frozen was gone.
At least Jen wasn’t freaking out anymore. Now she was just sulking at the table, wrapped up in her bedspread that barely contained her.
“What am I going to do? I can’t face everyone at school looking like this. Not to mention Mom and Dad.”
Tonya didn’t have any answers, but she knew she had to do something, and fast.
“Well first things first, we need to find you some clothes.”
“Really?“
“Sure, I was gonna blow off school today anyway. This way I’ll have an excuse. ‘My sister grew humongous overnight and I had to help.’”
Jen stood up in excitement, accidentally letting the bedspread drop to the floor; instantly killing her mood, and also flashing her sister for the hundredth time.
“I can’t go outside like this!”
“Well, Maybe some of Dad’s clothes will fit you for now. C’mon, let’s hit the mall!”
...
Their mom had given Tonya a credit card in case of emergencies, and this was probably the only time buying clothes counted as an emergency.
Jen felt ridiculous. Her dad’s baggiest T-shirt and shorts amounted to little more than a bikini on her, thanks to her massive butt and breasts taking up all the available space. She hurried along as fast as she could manage with her heels hanging a good two inches out the back of her dad’s sandals.
The mall was relatively empty on a weekday morning. Other than few old ladies, Jen and Tonya made it to the various shops unnoticed.
By them time they’d made their rounds, Jen had enough clothes to get her through the week. A clerk was even able to dig around in the storeroom and find her a bra that fit. By the time they got home Jen was in a much better mood, though she was a bit distraught to learn she now had size 14 feet.
Jen had a choice on how to spend the rest of her day: