“I don’t care” said Tom slamming the door to his room.
Linda stood, wearing a white button up blouse and grey knee length skirt, at the bottom of the stair case tapping her foot, “Don’t you use that tone on me young man,” she said putting her hands on her hips. There was no response from Tom though the silence somehow indicated that if he could slam the door again he would of. The problem was only a minor one but what with Tom and his fraternal twin Tina being at that age every problem was a major one. No one would remember what they were fighting about in few days’ time, but that was more likely due to what was about to happen. “I didn’t raise you…” Linda began whilst starting to walk up the stairs.
“I DON’T CARE,” Tom shouted again this time through the closed door, “I WISH I WAS NEVER BORN.”
It was this statement that really made Linda angry and say what she said next, “I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN TOO.”
With that there seem to be a brief flash of light and a faint muffled noise from the door to Tom’s room but Linda didn’t have time to wonder about this as a couple seconds later she was bent double after her abdomen received a great wave of pain. She grasped at the banister with one hand and staggered back down the few steps she had walked up, she was beginning to straighten up when she got to the bottom. But as she was crossing the living room to get to the phone she was hit with another wave of pain. She bent over her hands clutched at her stomach, which she felt was painfully strained, and she produced a loud groan. As the pain in her continued to assail Linda, she stumbled back falling heavily on to the lounge.
It was as she laid there did Linda see what causing such intense pain in her stomach; she brushed aside a lock of black shoulder length hair to be certain of what she was seeing. Her normally flat stomach was bulging immensely, as though she just had a large meal or was extremely bloated. As Linda watched her belly continued to grow changing the ‘or’ in that last sentence to an ‘and’, her clothes were stretched tightly over her expanding middle. Linda then felt the clasp on the front of her skirt give way, her belly surged forward with it new freedom, which put even more stress on her already strain blouse. A Couple seconds later the strain became too much and the buttons start popping off. It was about at that point Linda noticed that her belly wasn’t the only thing that was growing, her breast were growing right in front of her eyes and would of obscured the view of her stomach if it wasn’t so big, whilst lower down she felt a painful sensation as her hips widen and the personal appearance painful sensation as her backside plumped out.
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