After seeing her mom, Jenny looked around the living room.
Most of the furniture seemed to be scaled up to suit her mother’s new size, small for her daughter and gigantic to nearly every human being.
Looking at the pictures on the wall, Jenny saw them as versions of an even taller adult Emily towering over her peers, as well as her own towering even more over everyone else. The people alongside her in the picture seemed ridiculously small. Looking at one pictures, it was her, her mom and her pretty old grandparents (who she was used for them being her own parents before the changes of the Chronivac) with her grandparents looking tall, Emily towering over them at 7’9” and Jenny towering over her at close to 9’ (she grew since the picture was taken). It was quite a fun picture.
Looking at the at the trophy case, she spotted a lot more volleyball trophies, presumably as her mother’s new height gave her even more of an advantage in the field and her older age meant a longer time there, and also spotted new trophies of basketball.
Bending down and looking at the trophy case closer, she saw her own pictures there.
She saw a picture of her next to her high school girl’s basketball team (which mostly consists of students from eleventh and twelfth grade), and understood that even at her younger age, she became a part of it. She was absolutely dwarfing everyone else in the picture, with her legs alone being close to their height. Another picture was with her placing a basketball in the hoop with her feet flat on the ground.
There was also a framed magazine cover with her and her mom in it, with the caption “Standing even taller” with a short description saying “Filling her mother’s shoes and then outgrowing them”.
Jenny was on the way to becoming a sports star even greater than her mother.
After the farther analysis, she decided to actually take a look at herself without clothes, also getting suspicious at how little her large breasts bounced.
Carefully climbing up the stairs and bending down to get into her bedroom, she took off her shirt to see that her breasts were actually covered by a sports bra. Unhooking the bra with surprising skill, she watched as her breasts fell free and bounced. They were larger than she thought, and every little movement seemed to make them jiggle at least a little.
She decided to just take a shower overall, removed the rest of her clothes (which took a bit of skill with the mounds blocking the view) and left her room for the shower.
Walking the short distance, she felt her breasts move as she did. It was a very strange feeling.
Jenny went inside the bathroom and looked once again at the full length mirror.
She underestimated her breast size. While she previously thought she would have been an E cup or an F cup had she been normal height, she looked to be more along the lines of G, maybe even more.
Her ass still looked large and magnificent.
Looking at her crotch in the mirror, she saw her vagina, an unfamiliar organ replacing the rod she used to have.
All of Jenny’s body felt strange and wrong, but she liked it.
Going into the shower, she noticed how little room she had over her head next to the shower head, and she had to be careful not to hit it when scrubbing her head.
She spent a long time in the shower, feeling the water going over her body (most notably her breasts), touching herself all over and enjoying every part of it.
After she finished, she grabbed a towel that felt ridiculously small on her body. After finishing to brush herself with the “tiny” towel, she went on and brushed her hair long and beautiful hair.
After all of that was done, she once again returned to her room and bent down to look at what her closet had.
She chose to put on revealing clothes. On her bottom, she put shorts that revealed her long, elegant legs and put her butt to view. At the top, a revealing bra coupled with a very revealing shirt resulted in magnificent cleavage as she looked down. She wondered how the view for most people would have been.
Jenny then heard a knock on the door, and her mom Emily said “Jenny, can you please open the door? I’m busy”. “On it mom”
As Jenny went down the stairs, she felt her breasts jiggle with every little movement she made, and then marveled how few strides it took for her to reach the door.
She opened it, wondering who was on the other side