...couldn't change you back or stop this. You kept getting older and heavier by the second and here was nothing you could do. You watched your 5 children grow up in the same way and your 3 daughters get pregnant and give birth as well. Mira couldn't do anything but watch and help you out of school. Your mother can and saw what's going on. There wasn't anything she could do either but let it happen. You soon last a century and felt it beginning to slow.
"I believe I'm reaching my death." You said.
"How old are you now?" Your mother asked.
"I'm sitting at 107 and still going."
You got a look at how old and fat you've gotten like this and couldn't believe it. You eventually stopped growing at 114 years old. You looked at your family for the possibly last time and liked it. Your children were in their 80s with children and grandchildren of their own. Your first great great grandchildren was about to be born by your second oldest great granddaughter. You couldn't believe to have so many descendents and live to be so old and be so great.
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