Olga sat with her youngest daughter playing with her dolls. Her body was the effort of countless hours in the gym, lifting weights and running. Her tummy strained by three pregnancies and her breasts flattened by breast feeding three daughters had led her to the stage where Anna's breasts would out grow her own in a few years if not months.
Her hourglass figure was maintained by rigorous exercise and dieting. She had a six pack, instead of a toned stomach. Her hair was also bottle blond. She was thinking about getting implants when a feeling of wetness started to emerge from her left nipple. Olga looked down and saw her shirt was wet, her breasts were becoming more prominent as her nipples hardened into that of a late teenager.
"Fuck!" shouted Sofia, she was turning again.
She ran off to the bed room, still mostly Olga she wore a white button up cotton tank top. Now her old breasts were returning she tore the buttons off, as they spilled onto the floor. Olga needed a tight lacy black bra to give her ravaged breasts form but Sofia's were those of a woman who had had no children and was naturally busty. Now however they were changing from her C cup breasts that were straining the black lace, her left nipple was leaking milk she had not doubt.
She tried to unhook the bra from the back (at the same time Anna was being penetrated with Heather's dildo) but the breasts grew bigger growing into D cups that pushed the fabric away from her chest and turned the bra from restraints into fabric that was starting to rip and tear showing her flesh, as Sofia turned Olga head around to try and get at the hooks on her back, her hair turned dark brown. Olga's angular, narrow Slavic face gave way to the round, full lipped, high cheeked bone face of Italian girl just Sofia's mother and grandmother.
Sofia looked at her own face in horror, pretending to be a model and mother of three she was caught out of costume. Now that the morning sickness had passed Sofia's disguise held stronger, but Heather's attack on Anna had created a feedback loop. Ben was the daughter and Sofia the mother in this alternative reality, however in their other lives Ben was a teen boy who had gotten her pregnant. Heather's revenge had tipped the scales against her...
She watched in horror as her breasts swelled pushing the black fabric in opposite directions. The cleavage grew from a slight gap, to half an inch to an inch then two. But it was as if she had to led zeppelins in a dead heat race shoved into her bra. Worse her left breast, with pregnancy hormones, was no longer the same size as her right breast. They were no longer symmetrical, her belly was no longer the flat one she had had as Sofia or the six pack she had as Olga, she now had a bulge in her stomach as if she had swallowed some bananas whole.
The gut she had was moving as if fluttering with moths or fairies moving around. She saw the first traces of deep blue veins coming through her breasts like a spider-web. Looking in the mirror she saw herself into the future, and not that far, her in a black Calvin Klein maternity bra and panties, with her breasts much the same size but her belly blocking out the view of her feet.
Worse of all she her-mirror self was taking a selfie with Pete holding her belly with one hand and putting a hand down her panties. She couldn't see it but she heard him sneer, "I told you...you always wanted to be barefoot and pregnant like every woman in your family."
Olga woke up screaming "No!" in English, free of her heavy accent, as she ran her hands over her body. She was Olga and her three year old Angel played with her dolls.