"This sister of yours isn't very little, is she?" Kyle exclaimed.
"She was born a year after me."
"Well, I guess she's little in other ways. Did you just exercise your tits off?"
"What's happening? Who are you?" Kate stammered, having only briefly regained the use of her voice.
Kyle shut Kate right back up. "I control reality and I will do very bad things to you if you disobey me. That includes ignoring my fucking question."
Kate felt heat building up under the soles of her feet, but her legs wouldn't move away from it. She realized this was a warning.
"Now answer me. Did you. Exercise. Your tits off?"
"I-I.. no. I train a lot for the hokey team, but you can't do an exercise to burn fat in any specific place on your body. I just.. have small breasts I guess."
"Well, I don't like muscular chicks." Said Kyle as he shifted the walls in the house to make an opening to Kate's room. "So I'm going to give you a little change in lifestyle." Kyle telekinetically dangled everything to do with Kate's sports life in front of her. Some of the more recent photos of her with her team turned into pictures of her drinking with girls she didn't know, and the others just burned to ash. The one trophy she won as a kid was melted down and turned into a pair of heart shaped earrings that snapped into her previously unpierced ears, still hot enough to burn them for a split second.
As Kate reached for her ears, she noticed that her arms were slower than normal.
"What are you doing to me?"
"Oh, I just removed nearly all of your muscle mass. They wouldn't let you join the chess club like this, let alone a sports team. You're so weak you're borderline disabled." Kyle pulled a now obnoxiously pink mirror from Kate's room to show her her new body. Without her muscles, Kate was very bony. She could see a faint outline of her ribs under her tank top and her skinny jeans were loose around her calves. All the years she put into building up her body had evaporated.
"Don't worry, I don't like sacks of bone either, so I'll put some fat on you." Kate started to feel a pressure in her hips, she felt them swell, straining her jeans. But rather than bursting, her jeans grew with her hips once it was painfully tight. Once her hips were nearly the size of her waist, her hips felt bloated, as if they had reached their limit, and the excess fat began spilling into her buttocks. Her ass engulfed her panties, becoming round like a pair of watermellons. Her hip bones gave a loud, unsettling crack as her very bone structure was revised to give her a hefty thigh gap despite all the fat on her lower body. "I'd say you could crush my head with those thighs, but you'd probably have trouble squashing a stick of butter." Kate was mentally preparing herself to have her breasts grow next, but they appeared onto her chest unannounced, causing a sharp pain her weakened back.
While she was recovering from the addition of her new assets, Kate felt a slight relief as her jeans were replaced by a black skirt, taking the pressure off her lower body. Her tank top had changed into a white buttoned down blouse, showing off her ample cleavage, but suprisingly hiding her bra and nipples from view. Kate's breast felt more comfortable too, so she was likely wearing a sports bra now. Kate took a moment to look herself over once more. The finished product she saw was a caricature of a woman, with gigiantic hips that were about a fist's width apart and breasts the size of its head, but a small waist, scrawny arms and tiny feet, Kyle probably shrunk them too. And that caricature was wearing her face. She could see a tear rolling down her own eye.
"You know, I don't think that brown hair of yours suits someone as girly as you. You should be a redhead, that way you can have some cute freckles as well." Kate's hair promptly fell off her head and was replaced by straightened shiny orange locks. Kate's skin turned pale, removing the last remnant of her outdoorsy lifestyle. And then her freckles appeared. ...Exclusively on her breasts. Kate was visibly insulted by this last change but she was wise enough to bite her tongue.
"Don't think I've forgotten about you Jen.", Kyle said to the girl looking at her sister in pity, "You're next."