On one hand Cheryl could probably blow helping her mom off with the laundry and only Tiffany would get in trouble, but she may as well help now so Cheryl slipped her powerful remote in her back pocket. She started with help folding some towels, and then finishing she bent down to get some more laundry to fold... Which led to her ass pressing against the remote so when she raised back up a button was pressed and Cheryl felt her shorts were now digging into her a bit. She tried adjusting them, but they felt a lot tighter than when she originally wore them... and then understood what had happened... She had butt dialed some sort of growth button and now the remote was really wedged in the pocket.
She dropped the basket of unfolded laundry on the table, and then in a quick motion tried to take the remote out and butt dialed another change and she felt her tight shirt raise up as her breasts grew another cup size or two exposing her navel. She quickly clutched her chest to try supporting them when her mom came around. "Wow, you're bigger than I thought. Maybe you should change into some sweat clothing for now. We'll get you something you can actually wear soon Tif."
Cheryl nodded and then as she was about to move wondered how far she could get before butt dialing more changes.