Jenny was very confused now, which was understandable. It's one thing when she suddenly grew to an adult, but now her body was so curvy. The bikini she wearing barely covered enough skin, let alone hid the shape of her body at all. But she mostly found her new form to be exciting. She had wondered what it would like to be a grown-up. And best of all, she could spend all day with her daddy.
"Jenny, are you getting thirsty?" asked Stew.
"A little bit," said Jenny.
"Let's get something to drink," said Stew. Jenny followed her dad through the crowd. It was a bit ungainly to walk in this tall form that was so top-heavy. Jenny had to put a hand on the wall when she nearly fell over.
Then she noticed something on her finger. Looking closer, she saw it was a ring with a blue stone in it. It was a pretty little thing. Jenny smiled as she remember the day that Stew had put it on her finger... She paused and wondered where that memory came from. She soon noticed that Stew was getting far ahead and went to catch up.
Looking at Stew from the back, Jenny noticed how broad his shoulders were and how muscular his arms were. Jenny always thought her father was good-looking, but she was seeing how handsome he was. And she was becoming more aware of how beautiful she was as well. Her walking became more confident as her hips swayed more. Stew's wish to have his wife back had started putting Jenny into her vacant role, but the passing guy's wish to make her a sexy babe was changing things even more. Already, Jenny was thinking Stew less as her father and more as her newlywed husband.
"So do you want a pink lemonade or a slushy?" asked Stew, looking back at Jenny.
Jenny gave a long sigh, letting her huge breasts rise and fall. "You know, I think I want something a little less sweet," she said, her voice less innocent than before.
"Er, like a regular lemonade?" asked Stew.
Jenny walked up to Stew and said, "Well, perhaps. But maybe I want my lemonade a little hard." She brushed her body briefly against Stew before she started walking towards an open bar.
"Wait, Jenny! You're too young!" called Stew.
"Not anymore," called Jenny, "I'm a big girl now."
Stew felt very uncomfortable with watching his grown daughter walk to the bar. Was she sashaying her hips? Something was very wrong. He needed to change her back as soon as possible.