Sherry is walking towards her daughter's bedroom, clapping her hands loudly as she shouts, "C'mon girls! Up up up up!" Her long, golden blond hair just about reaching the floor, framing her oval shaped face nicely. Wearing a buttun up black b:ouse and khali pants, along with a pair of white sneakers, she is ready for the day. As she enters their room, she trips over her large feet, falling flat on her face, her K-cup breasts helping to cushion her fall. As she starts to get up, she can hear her two girls, giggling at her.
Eve is the oldest, at sixteen, has her mother's hair, long and curly, and actually exceeds floor length by at least a full foot. The six foot ten girl sits up, stretching as she yawns. While Rebecca, at five years old, throws the covers of herself, revealing her four foot eight frame as she struggles to gdt up. Her red hair, full of curls is almost twice as long as she is tall.
Sherry absolutely loves her daughters, often telling them that their extreme height is a blessing. Like her, her daughter's also have big feet. Rebecca wears the same size as her, while Eve has to go barefoot because her eighteen inchnlong feet are too big.
As Sherry looks at her girls, her pituitary gland begins to to pump growyh hormones throughout her body. Since her pituitary gland never did give Sherry the height she was meant to have, it is pumping with full force, determined to make up for what Sherry never got, plus more.
Sherry starts to feel a bit odd as a wave of vertigo washes over her.
How will Sherry be growing?