Suddenly I felt my ass growing and my hips widening. My hips began to strain at the skimpy fabric of the tiny costume I'd squeezed into and I felt seriously self-conscious. It was as if my ass had, like, doubled in size. The costume now felt like it was rubbing me between my legs and I couldn't help but feel turned on by it.
As I reached my hands round to cup my rear it had definitely grown, and as I cursed Mark and wondered what game he was playing on me now I felt the exact same tingling sensation in my breasts. Glancing down I saw them growing before my eyes, until the bikini top just looked like an obscene accessory from some sorority girl porn film. I'd gone from a pretty pert, slim girl into a full bodied woman.
Well, boy, was practice fun trying to splash through the water with those new ballasts. I made a conscious note that I'd have to jack in the swimming before the coach killed me. I really had no coordination and felt further harassed by the wolf-whistles the boy's team kept giving me from the other side of the pool. By the time practice was over I was pretty relieved, but still had to run the gauntlet of the leering boys on my way to my locker - and I knew from experience just how suggestive me and my buddies would have been if a beauty like the one I now was turned up to practice.
My worst fears proved well-founded...