Joanna sighed deeply as they pulled up to the bustling mall. Her hopes that the place would be abandoned felt silly in retrospect. The Oak Hills Mall had always been a popular place in town, for everyone from shiftless teens to elderly bargain hunters. Or had it been? Weren’t malls all over the country dying? Was Oak Hills special, or was this another change from her mom? Paranoia was settling in, and she found her regret about letting her mom take control of the program growing by the moment.
“Alright, let’s go!” Her mom gleefully bounded out of the car, and gestured at her daughter to follow behind. Joanna, though, was held up, not even by her own reluctance but by her boobs blocking her from unbuckling her seatbelt. When she finally got it undone, she took a careful step out of the car, hand resting on her chest to keep her unshackled breasts from flying around too wildly. Standing up took some effort, but she rose up on her high heels with a finesse she didn’t have a few hours ago. As she steadied herself, she gave her lips a long, slow lick despite herself.
She looked up to find her mom waiting with her arms crossed. “Come on, Joanna, we don’t have all day.”
“Give me a break, I’m still getting used to… this.” She gestured down at her body. She couldn’t see anything in front of her except a sea of breast hidden under her shirt, but looking behind her she noticed for the first time how her heels changed the way she stood.
“You know, I thought heels were supposed to make your butt stick out. They don’t make as much difference as I expected.”
“Well, why didn’t you just ask?”
“No, wait!” But her mom was already typing into her phone. A moment later, she could feel her hips widening, her shorts growing tighter. “Mom!” she shouted in futility. Her ass grew and grew, her shorts pulling into her crack as she quickly grew far beyond what they were meant to contain.
Her mom put her hand to her mouth, failing to hide a smile. “That ‘mom’ had the tone of a complaint to me, don’t you think?”
Oh no, she thought. Her mom was right. Even as her ass grew, new memories of it slipped into her mind, how even though her breasts got all the attention her ass had its share of admirers. Or, no, her bottom was just as popular as her top. Her ass was big enough that she could barely squeeze into a desk at school. No, she couldn’t fit in a desk at school, she could barely fit her cheeks into a chair. No, she couldn’t even fit them into a single chair, she needed two! Her memories shifted around her growth until it finally slowed to a stop, and she surveyed her new form.
The first thing she noticed was her new clothes. Her shorts had turned to yoga pants that hugged every curve. She remembered they were special orders to fit her outrageous figure and still they were stretched to their limit.
Her thighs had thickened to keep some sense of proportion, but that was nothing compared to her new (well, not really new) behind. Her breasts were unwieldy, basketball-sized orbs full of milk, but her ass stuck out at least a couple feet behind her, and was wide enough that it was easily visible from her front. She thought she’d looked like a freak before, but now with these two exercise ball halves behind her the effect was more than doubled. The cheeks shook, too, wobbling chaotically as she turned over one shoulder and then the other to get a look at it in the parking lot, her new clothing doing nothing to keep her ass constrained.
“Mom, you can’t just change me however you want!”
“But honey, I didn’t change you! I know you’re not happy with your body, but there’s not much you can do about it. You might as well try to get used to it, and hope that you stop growing soon.”
“But...” the protest died in her mouth. Had she been changed? She remembered how all senior year she’d struggled with her enormous ass, gone through trouble with everything from teasing to harassment to even accessibility as it had grown and grown and grown week after week with no end in sight. Had her mom just changed her right now? She felt like she had, but it was like waking from a dream where the details were slipping away.
“Now hurry up! We have some shopping to do!” Her mom practically bounced away towards the entrance to the mall, while Joanna grit her teeth and wobbled after her, giving her lips a slow lick.