Marcy had slipped into Erika's room and switched out for an identical pair.
Erika entered the room and pulled on the panties red panties that belonged to Hazel. She pulled them on and then sprayed the salve on to her skin. She waited and nothing happened. Perhaps this was a limit to how many times she could use Hazel's panties. That was a shame it was her favorite body. She gave it ten minutes and nothing happened. Her mother Lily was throwing up in the bathroom, she had to go to school she pulled on her school blouse and skirt. She considered the red panties to be spent and useless.
She went to school and was sitting in class.
She was writing notes in her biology class when she noticed that her nails were long, really long and red.
"Oh Shit" she breathed.
Erika watched as her nails grew out to half and inch long and became deep red.
"Ms Cranski...I need a pass to the bathroom please."
As she went to get her hall pass from the teacher she noticed that her nipples were pushing through her training bra and into the fabric of her blouse making it taunt around her budding breasts.
She burst of the class and ran to the bathroom. Erika gripped her growing breasts in her palms. She was aging and growing into a female body but it wasn't Hazel's, it was someone else. She stopped in front of reflective surface.
"Oh my God." she gasped.
Her tits forced the buttons on her blouse apart, showing bits of her swelling flesh. Tighter and tighter they stretched, until they flew arcross the room one by one, making audible pinging sounds as they did so. Her breasts, now uninhibited by the blouse, seemed to grow faster than ever. They were pushing outward like fleshy balloons as if being filled with fat instead of water.
The weight of these tits made her petite legs wobble. She was used to this happening at the same time not one fucking part of her body! Her skin was now an olive color like someone with a deep tan or someone who should be speaking Spanish. Her scalp itched as her hair went from being blond to as black as a crow's feathers. Glossy black hair spread further than any hair she had prior to this day, it went down past her shoulder and headed to her ass. Here she was an eleven year old with DD chest and long black hair!
She ran as her center of gravity was off balance. Trying to keep her tattered blouse covering her tits. Her hair spread out behind her like banner. Tits that would make any stripper jealous bounced against her body making it hard to breath. She found herself breathing harder and sweating. It was crushing her chest and ribs, hurting her diaphragm and making her feel like she was choking.
As she left the school she went to the groundskeeper's shed where some girls went for a smoke. Nursing her tits between the ruins of her blouse as the shirt barely covered her thumb sized nipples. Her ass grew, the fleshy explosion followed by her legs growing in length and the fabric of her skirt rode up the length of her thigh. When it was finished her shirt had to be tied around her tits like a slutty school uniform. Her height hadn't ripped her skirt, it was almost falling off. However it showed the her ass encased in blood red panties.
She couldn't see past her new thick mop of hair. She tried to tie the knot in the fabric but her long finger nails got in the way. She gave up let her new Daisy Dukes hang out. Erika looked at her hand, her long nails also rubbed her super aching nipples. She had lost her shoes, kicked off as she had fled the school. Erika felt her face burn like it was being expanded and made more angular with hooded eyes, black eyes and high cheekbones that made her almost like a Greek goddess. She had an oval face and strong jawline with a chin that jutted forward. A sharp little nose with a dusting of freckles like chocolate chips covering her face.
It was certainly not an unpleasing body to be trapped in, she thought the face looked something from Mexico or further south. Her hands had grown into those of a Latino woman, strong and stylish with the nails.
She got her breath back and believed that it was over.
Then she doubled over and felt nauseous. Erika parted her tits and looked at her toned stomach. Her belly swelled liquidity becoming a large lunch and then a pot belly, It pushed over the hem of her panty line and bulged sending her wrecked body on to her knees.
"UGH...fuckkk!" she groaned with the pressure as she collapsed against the wall with legs splayed in a sitting position.
Her belly filled her hands and hard watery like pressure forced her fingers apart as the belly poured into her lap. Round it sagged as lurched forward. It weight like a bowling ball in her hands, the weight and dimension of a prize winning watermelon now resided inside her womb. But it wasn't inert like the seeds in a watermelon.
"Ooh!", Erika gasped, as her hands flew to her swollen belly. She felt something strange. At first, she thought that something else about her was about to change, but then she realized that that wasn't it... whatever she was carrying within her was simply kicking and rolling.
"I'm pregnant", she repeated in amazement. "Like... REALLY pregnant!"
As if in reply, another ripple of movement washed across her rounded form, and she watched in fascination.
She started crying at what happened she had gone from a eleven year old girl to a pregnant illegal immigrant of twenty five years old. As if she had crossed the border to give birth in the United States. Her ass had filled out and her perky tits pretty much the same. They sagged but weren't any bigger. They were now crisscrossed with blue veins and nipples which were dark and inflamed. She look
Slowly she pulled herself up.
The groundskeeper was a fat man in his 50s or 60s with a large gut. She went through the stacks of clothes and soon found a sent of khaki pants, a piece of rope as a belt and a polo shirt that could cover Gomez's fat beer gut. On her it was figure hugging and the fabric made her nipples itch. They were producing wet spots in the fabric after enough time, she put rags between them and her shirt. She pulled on a cap and pulled her hair through it.
Barefoot she stumbled home. She found a blue maternity dress in an open backyard and slowly recovered some dignity. The baby moving inside her kicked her bladder making her nearly piss herself.
She popped into some stores and grabbed a red neck ribbon that she thought matched the blue business maternity dress she had. She pulled on some flats and managed to get home. Her mother was at work. Marcy lay in the bushes of a foreclosed home. Bitch, she thought. that little bitch had adapted again. Now she looked like a pregnant executive from Mexico about to go on maternity leave.
Erika tried to remove the panties and change back using Nance's panties. However it seemed that the baby she was carrying was preventing her from changing into another form or gender. It wouldn't allow her to hurt the baby. Sweat pooled underneath the space between her tits and her bloated belly. It fell down her the crack in her now super plumped ass. She struggled out of her clothes as she saw her thick and untamed bush. She waited for her body to change back.