"Lizzy, can you help me put away these dishes?" said Mark's mom.
Josh rolled his eyes. He didn't have time for this. The changes in his body seemed to be accelerating, and he just wanted to hide in his room and ride them out. He needed to use what little time he had to think of some way out of this. But Mark's Mom had been kind to him when he fell, and it wouldn't take too long to help, so he went in the kitchen to help her.
As he approached Mark's Mom, he was surprised to find himself looking down at her. He was tall - not as tall as he used to be, but judging by Mark's Mom he had to be at least 5'2". That was now tall for a woman in Mark's new world.
"Thanks, dear. It is so hard for me to get some of the dishes on the higher shelves, " said Mark's Mom, as she handed the dry dishes to him.
"Um, Mom, " said Josh, uneasily. "Do I seem different to you? I mean, is it normal for me to be so tall?"
Mark's mom sighed. "Oh, dear, I'm sorry. I know you are a little sensitive about your height. You may be a little taller than everyone else, but you are still a beautiful young lady. And I am sure that you will develop into a beautiful young woman, despite your little hormonal problem. Mother nature has just been a little more generous with you."
Josh eyes went wide, and everything clicked into place. It was Mark's wish that mother nature was very generous to him. Evidently, his excess hormones were causing him to grow taller than normal, in addition to developing a sexier body. Mark had made a mistake. One that he might be able to use to his advantage.
"Mom, how tall will I get?" asked Josh as he continued to put away the dishes. His breast hurt and his bones ached, but his new hope gave him enough excitement to ignore his growing pains.
Mark's mom turned and patted him on the shoulder. "Well, no one is sure. The doctor's estimate around six feet, but it could be more, " said Mark's Mom. She saw the strange look on his face, and thought he was sad. "But it could be less. You never know. Those doctors are not always right. Anyway, don't worry about it. I am sure you will be beautiful, no matter how tall you are."
"Thanks, Mom, " said Josh with a smile as he finished putting away the dishes. "I feel a little tired. I think I am going to go upstairs and take a little nap. Please don't disturb me."
"Sure, dear. I understand, " said Mark's mom with a sad smile. "But if you want to talk - about anything - I am here for you."
Josh bounded up the stairs to his room, and closed the door, locking it behind him. He saw that the room had already changed, with larger furniture and clothes to accommodate a larger girl. His legs and arms were screaming in pain, and he saw them slowly, almost imperceptibly stretching longer. His chest hurt, too, and he could feel his large nipples rub across his shirt as his breast slowly increased in size. He removed his shirt, and stared at the large blue veins feeding blood and nutrients into his hungry growing breasts. He removed his skirt, freeing himself from the pressure of the tight waistband against his widening hips. Looking at himself in the mirror, he was pleased. He was already stunningly beautiful, and he knew he was only going to get more attractive as he grew taller. His new body would fit his plan perfectly.
"Oh, Mark, you are in for a big surprise when you get home, " said Josh.