“Wait, can’t I just barrow some clothes, there has to be something of yours that fits!”
Her mother sighed, “alright fine, we can look for something, but you’re going to be late for school.”
Jennifer was too relieved to care about the strange behavior and only wanted to get some clothes on, any clothes. A few moments later they were in her mother’s room rummaging around for something that might fit. Her mother hauled out a box of clothing from the closet and put it down beside Jessica.
“Honey if you’re ever buying clothes for someone as a present, make sure you know the right size or at least keep the receipt.” Her mother pulled out a pair of pants that were three sizes too large. “Good thing I didn’t get rid of these. Something in here should work”.
With that her mother went downstairs while Jessica tried to find something that might fit. After a few moments of digging through the clothes, she found an outfit that might just work. She settled on a plain, three-button shirt and a pair of jeans. Her mother was similar in height to her, so that made things easier. Genetics had been kind to Jennifer’s mother, giving her decent curves. Even after motherhood and some age, she still carried most of her weight on her curves, especially in her hips. The shirt Jennifer picked out was a little roomy in the front but otherwise fit fine; unfortunately, she was not so lucky with the pants. The waist wasn’t too loose, but quickly billowed out with excess fabric. Her mother had curves, but not enough to fill these jeans out. I guess someone was just a bad guess for sizes. It wasn’t fashionable but with a belt it would work, better than going to school naked.
Jennifer went for the door when a strange sensation washed over her. She looked down as she felt a pressure on her chest. She gasped as she saw her breasts begin to steadily swell outwards. Her breasts eagerly filled out all the space they could in her shirt until the fabric was stretched across the curves of her burgeoning breasts. The sensation of pressure slowly morphed into one of jiggly weight on her chest. Unfortunately for Jennifer, she had also decided to leave the buttons undone and her breasts quickly took advantage of the free space. Her tit flesh bubbled upward out of the confines of her shirt to freedom. As Jennifer’s breasts finally ran out room she was left with a pair of hefty d-cups with a ridiculous amount of cleavage.
Jennifer cried out in panic, “Oh god, what’s happening to me?” As her breasts slowed their growth other features grabbed her attention.
The previously baggy pants now felt like they were shrinking, but Jennifer knew that was unfortunately not the case. She looked to down only to have her view blocked by her new cleavage getting in the way. Her hands flew down to her backside as she felt her pants begin to fill out. Jennifer grabbed her own ass, feeling her once firm bum begin to soften and fill her hands as her butt swells with fat. She stumbles her way to a full length mirror in the corner of the room. Her ass begins to feel heavy and she can even feel it shake and jiggle as she crosses the room. She groans as she sees her newly swollen form.
“Please stop, this is too much. I don’t want to be a fatass!” She pleaded with herself. Her body ignored her and continued fill her pants with as much flesh they could hold.
Her butt was transformed into a booty as each cheek ballooned with more fat. Her thighs thickened with soft flesh until the seems of her pants creaked in protest. Her thighs were now stuffed with soft flesh and filled the space between her legs. Her formerly thin legs were now forced apart as her thighs competed for space.
Jennifer felt the joints in her legs pop as the bones in her pelvis shifted. Her reflection showed her lower body flare out with a pair of wide birthing hips. This only exaggerated Jennifer’s swelling problem as her body piled more meat onto the larger frame. The width of her hips pushed out a little further as a new layer of fat formed.
With this, her body finally decided it had pushed the confines of the pants as far they could. The shock of Jennifer’s final size sank in. Her body was now full and fertile with soft, squeezable flesh. The only girls at school larger than her now were the fat ones. Except her curves stuck out from an athletic body with a thin waist. Her breasts were delightfully full and firm. Her shirt was obscenely overstuffed with titflesh which eagerly overflowed the low neckline as her breasts were squeezed together, her cleavage rising up and out. They weren’t the largest breasts Jennifer had ever seen but they looked enormous on her, two mangos jutting out from her small frame. The biggest change though was further down.
Her body had swelled to fill every space of the mom pants. Her slim waste exploded outward to a pair of wide birthing hips. They flared out until they were wider than her shoulders. The gentle curve of her hips continued down her thighs before terminating at the knee. These curves made everything on her wide and round. Her wide hips were supported by thick thunder thighs that were filled with soft flesh. They swelled out to fill the space between her legs until they met each other in the middle, with only a small space left at the crotch. Jennifer turned around to see the biggest change to her body. Her butt had inflated into a big, bouncy booty. Her widened hips had allowed her bum to swell out to proportions found on a black woman. It stuck out a good few inches from her body and was incredibly perky. Jennifer reaches behind her to grab the twin balloons that were her butt cheeks. Her hands were much too small to hold their expansive size and her fingers sink into the orbs of fat.
“Shit, what am I supposed to do with these?”