Jen descended the stairs slowly and cautiously, not just because of the difficulty of moving in her new bulkier body, with its massive plush hips, thick legs and of course her enormous testicles that she had to carry in order to walk - she was also afraid of what might happen when she reached the bottom and revealed herself. How would her mother react?
She reached the bottom, and instead of simply walking out into the open where she could be seen, she gently let go of her balls and carefully peeked around the corner. She was shocked at what she saw.
Sitting at the kitchen table was a tanuki version of her own mother, still recognizable despite her new furry form and the additional weight it granted. Her breasts were even larger than Jen's own enhanced bust and her ass and hips were similarly massive. Looking closer, Jen noticed that instead of a chair, she was sitting comfortably on her own massive ballsack. Much like Jen, she was wearing a simple loincloth that presumably hid a tiny penis and failed to cover anything else.
Seeing her mother transformed like this prompted a strange mix of emotions in Jen. On the one hand, this was totally crazy. On the other hand, it seems reality had been adjusted to fit her transformation, so she probably wouldn't have to deal with suddenly being seen as a unique oddity.
Jen took a deep breath, swallowed her fear, and took her place at the dinner table. She noticed that breakfast appeared to be a japanese style dish of grilled fish, with a small cup of sake on the side, which she suddenly found herself craving, despite never even tasting it before. She stood awkwardly at the end of the table for a while before following her mother's example and resting her ballsack on the ground and carefully sitting down on it. She was surprised by how comfortable it felt. Her entire body was so squishy now.
"You took your time, Missy" her mother said, in the most unfathomably normal tone imaginable. "Now hurry up and finish your breakfast, the bus will be here any minute!"