Samantha just had a wild dream.
In the dream, she found a magic ring, became younger, then became too young and couldn’t get older, so she instead grew her body bigger and hotter, more and more beyond what should be possible for a kid.
It was weird, it was wrong, but it was a fun dream.
But what is that weight on her chest?
Looking forward, Samantha’s sight met two huge mounds sticking out of her chest.
Trying to touch these mounds, Samantha saw an extremely long arm, with a hand that had long and skinny fingers at the end.
It wasn’t a dream, it was real.
Moving to a sitting position, Samantha felt a huge shift on balance as her J cup breasts bounced up and down. Now looking down at them, they blocked a lot of her sight. Her nipples were poking through the tight pajama fabric, proportionally small on the huge breasts but still large and proud.
Moving her legs to the side of the bed, the feet touched the floor and the knees rose a bit, as her lower legs were notably longer than the bed was high.
Samantha loved feeling so huge.
She removed her tight pajamas, revealing her amazing figure, and then stood up, feeling the weight of her chest.
Going to the bathroom, Samantha felt how every little moves of her body made her breasts move themselves, wether is was ducking through the doorframe or just walking.
Speaking of “just walking”, she marveled at how long of a distance each step of her 4+ foot legs covered, and how fast she walked because of that.
In the bathroom, the 6’10 12 year old brushed her teeth, used the comparatively small toilet and then took a shower.
The shower head was alarmingly close to the top of her head, but she managed.
She loved the feeling of the water flowing around her curves, and brushing her enormous breasts felt extremely pleasurable.
Finishing her shower and drying herself up, Samantha returned to the hallway back to her room, when she saw her shocked mother.
“Samantha! You can’t just go around naked like that.” Jennifer said to the daughter who was over a foot and a half taller than her.
“What’s the problem, mom?” Samantha replied in a teasing manner, bending down to put her tits in front of her mother’s face. “Is there a problem with a ‘little’ girl going around naked to her room from a shower?”
But her mother didn’t back off.
“Yes, when that ‘little girl’ is more developed physically than almost all adults, and there are other people around the house.” She said angrily.
“Go to your your room, and dress up.”
“Fine, mom...” the overdeveloped preteen said, standing up straight and going to her room.
Only to bump at the doorframe again.
And entering the room after ducking again.
In her room, Samantha got dressed.
Memories of the reality told her how she constantly outgrew her old clothes, each time seeing it as a new milestone.
The bra was huge, with giant cups and multiple powerful straps to support the weight of her boobs. It was a job to put it on.
The pants were short, reaching less than halfway to her knee.
The shirt was also short and revealing, showing off the sea of cleavage to anyone that would have looked at it from above, which was limited to those who stood on higher ground, and those who looked from the front, which generally required moving backwards to all but the tallest people.
Samantha’s memories told her that her mom hated those revealing clothes, but that they had to do because they were actually obtainable without being custom made. Taking the clothes made for shorter people with a similar width and putting them on the tall and skinny girl. Wether the pants of “tall” women or the shirts of big breasted ones.
It was also summer, so long clothes were out of the option.
She had custom custom made shoes, as her feet were too long for anything offered in the stores. Because she grew so fast, she generally only had two pairs at a time- sports shoes and flat sandals. This time was different, as her mother bought her a special pair for her cousin’s bridesmaid party and upcoming wedding.
Still, she chose the flat sandals, as they were comfortable and easy to remove.
Samantha then noticed the ring on the table next to her bed. The ring that caused all of this. That, due to her wishes, made her a preteen, then an extremely developed one that looks like a young adult, then made her love it, and then made her even bigger.
She couldn’t leave it behind, so she put it back on her finger.
She probably had some wishes inbound.
After getting dressed, Samantha went downstairs to eat.
She found herself eating a lot of cereal, as her large and growing body required great amounts of fuel to maintain itself and expand.
After finishing eating, Samantha saw her father approach her.
“Good, so you’re ready” he said
“Ready for what?” She asked
“Don’t you remember? We are going to...”