Jenny suddenly felt acutely aware that things seemed to have gotten a little bigger than they used to. One look in the mirror at herself confirmed that she was indeed a head shorter than she was not even five minutes ago.
“What the... how’d I get this small?” she asked her reflection, watching as her eyes got bigger and rounder and sparkly-er. Her head grew a few centimeters bigger and her facial features turned progressively cuter and anime-like. She noticed that she seemed to be surrounded by a thin black outline. Her skin started getting cel shaded too, confirming that she was turning into an anime cartoon character.
“Wah? Ho... holy SHIET!” Jenny cried as she watched her toonification progress, “I... I can’t... How did... What is...!” The changes didn’t stop there. She watched her upper arms get thinner and forearms get thicker. Her hands got bigger too, matching her forearms, giving her the impression of an anime girl with Popeye arms.
Then, she heard a sort of wobbling sound that seemed to be coming from her boobs. They were wiggling quite a bit under her shirt, constantly making cartoony bouncy noises. She watched in shock as they quickly ballooned out into bountiful mammaries as big as her head each. She groped them, and they felt soft, springy, and natural. They felt heavy, but she surprisingly didn’t feel trouble or back pain from them. They did still make wobbling and bouncing noises, and that was a bit annoying.
She felt her butt cheeks suddenly swell up to match her new boobs, leaving her with a shelf of an ass. Then she felt her hips swell, and then her thighs and calves, and then her feet. She wiggled her little toes, which had gotten a little cuter too.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she didn’t recognize who was staring back. She did resemble the old Jennifer Smith, but this was a new person that her old brain was just inhabiting. She was strange, exaggerated, and looked like a cartoon character pulled out of some Japanese tv show.
She... she looked kinda hot.
Really hot.
SUPER hot!
SO HOOOOT!!!!
Jen felt incredibly horny just from looking at her reflection stare back at her. She looked at her cartoonishly lewd body and started fantasizing about all the crazy things it could do. Could she take a dick as big as a baseball bat? Carry swimming pools worth of cum in her belly? We’re her nipples fuckable? What would that feel like? What would any of it feel like? Why wasn’t she doing these things right this instant?
Oh, that’s right. Laws. And rules. And DECENCY. She pushed her hornier thoughts down into the dark recesses of her mind (which, yeah, seemed crazier than usual) and quickly went back to getting ready for school.
She found that her clothes instantly fit around her new body, fitting rather snug, really hugging her curves. They also got cartoony when she wore them, so that was neat. Finally dressed in her cheer uniform and shoes, she grabbed a couple cereal bars and a banana, some money for lunch from her parents (Mom and Dad were stuck in meetings all day and wouldn’t be home until midnight), collected her school stuff and her phone, and headed out the door.