Mary gradually drifted out of her slumber as she shivered ever so faintly. She was cold enough to wake up, but not cold enough to open her eyes. She grabbed the sheets and pulled them up over her head. After a few moments of warm breath exhaling and warming her face she drifted back to sleep.
Her 7 am alarm roused her once more. She pushed the sheets out of the way to find and turn off the alarm. Oddly, she still felt... not cold, but cooled almost uncomfortably. In particular she felt her sensitive breasts pressing against something hard and below room temperature. A full body shiver shook her. Pushing through the mist and grogginess of only just having woken up, she reached up and gently held her breasts in her hands through her nightie. She could feel the sensation of her beasts being held, but oddly it... didn't match the sensations of breasts pressed into a hard surface.
"Ugh, another waking dream. I don't have time for... yaaaaawn ...for this. Not today anyway. Why can't I get these on my... yaaaawn ...lazy days?"
Mary shook her head and pulled herself to the side of the bed. Her lethargy was very intense this morning - it felt like she barely moved as she shifted over. Her first movement failed and she didn't seem to go anywhere. A second time she made progress, and she readjusted and on her 3rd shift she finally reached the edge of the bed and sat up. An odd twisting sensation suddenly stuck her in the chest then quickly faded.
She glared down at herself and rolled her eyes.
"Fucking hell this is a strong one. I get it, brain. I'll do something... yaaaawn ...creative today. Just please let me go to the damn bathroom."
Mary sighed, still under the believe that she was experiencing an impossibly strong waking dream. She had experienced delusions of a reality-perception altering intensity once before - when she had been very sick and developed a significant fever. But she didn't remember the sickness, only the very strange but cool "waking dream", as she called it, where she had walked on the ceiling like a fly.
She stood up, the whole action feeling like she was lifting a great weight with her. She lifted a leg to take a step forward and fell backwards onto the bed.
Mary opened her eyes and was surprised to see a woman's back next to her on the bed. Her heart rate quickened and she inhaled a quick burst of breath. Tentatively she reached out and touched the other woman's back. And recoiled instantly as she felt a hand touch her on the side. She glanced down at her side and in doing so saw the rest of the other woman's body...
It was her body. Her butt had grown out behind her creating a new segment of her body. That segment seemed to be composed of everything her original body had except for the head and neck. Just behind where the new segment joined her existing self, a pair of arms shakily moved as Mary's mental focus fixated on her addition. She could see side-boob placed a little further down the addition's torso. The 2 extra arms paused and moved to touch the boobs. Mary felt her boobs being touched by a pair of hands, a familiar sensation coming from an unfamiliar place on her body.
She shook her head and looked further down the addition. It looked identical to Mary's original body. She reached out with her original arms and gently pulled against the addition, rotating it (and feeling that odd twisting sensation again) so she could see its well toned stomach and 2 supple legs. Mary focused for a moment and the legs she didn't have 12 hours prior spread wide revealing... Yes, that was a vagina in the space between the legs.
And finally but possibly most important, like her original butt, the addition's butt had grown out into another complete segment. Mary turned her focus to the 2nd segment and quickly confirmed that she had complete control over its limbs and could feel everything, as a quick grope of her 3rd pair of boobs quickly confirmed. She felt it was something of a consolation prize that her 2nd segment had her full rounded butt instead of another segment growing out the back of it.
Now somewhat aware of her changed form through the persisting fog and haze of drowsiness and suppressed emotions, Mary tried once again to stand up. This time instead of moving 4 limbs, 12 moved in unison and Mary quickly found herself standing on 1 pair of legs, and on her knees with 2 more. She slowly walked forward and instinctively felt her 2 additional pairs of legs climb off the bed and gain footing on the hardwood floor.
She walked over to her full length mirror and looked her changed self over. When she stood perfectly forward the only hint of her additions were the additional arms and her additional boobs sticking out past and below her waist... And of course the 2 other pairs of legs standing back behind her first pair. She craned her head back and looked over her 2 segment long horizontal back. She instinctively knew that she was ... 'short'. An odd feeling of inadequacy arose from deep within her subconscious.
Then the drowsy haze clouding her mind suddenly lifted.