Nancy struggled to open the front door of Charlotte's house. That is because is currently holding various bags full of clothes that she had spent time and money on for Charlotte. By the time she had made it in, she was ready to collapse with fatigue from all that shopping. "Okay, Charlotte. I'm back with the clothes for you." Nancy put down the bags on the nearby couch and grabbed a couple of them.
"I have gone to nearly all the thrift stores, retail stores, and any other stores that may have some "plus-size" options that may fit you," she said while walking to the closed door that led to Charlotte's room. Instead of her friend opening her door wide for her to walk in, Charlotte opened it enough to snake her arm out to grab the offered garments. Nancy, even though she already knows what Charlotte got from her nanomachines, just places the recently bought outfits in her hand. Once she made sure that the clothes were in her grip, Charlotte's arm rapidly went back to the room with their catch firmly in hand. But before Nancy follows behind, Charlotte closes the door yet again.
"Okay, Charlotte. If you need me, I'll be in the front room with the rest of the clothes," Nancy yelled through the door which then followed by her mumbling, "It will also allow me to rest for a little bit from all that shopping." Nancy walked back to the front room, now looking forward to resting her feet and organizing the rest of the clothes that she got for Charlotte. As Nancy put the garments aside for Charlotte, she couldn't help to think about the current transformation that Charlotte had. The one that Charlotte said that she must get another wardrobe to cover herself.
"This is the third time that we went shopping for clothes," Nancy said under her breath. "We went shopping when she was a goth girl and we went shopping when she was a guy. Including this one, that makes it thrice." Feeling slightly heated, Nancy raised her voice just enough to let Charlotte know. "You know what, this is the last time I will go clothes shopping for you. While I may have a six-figure salary from my job, I'm not rich. So if you want some new clothes, that will be on your dime, not mine." At this point, Charlotte's bedroom door opens, with the woman that Nancy was talking to exits into the living room.
What Nancy first saw as Charlotte entered the room was her breast. Now, these are not as big as her previous transformations, especially when she was just a pile of boobs. But these are big enough that the offered top that was made for a plus-size woman looks like a size or two too small. Nancy didn't find a bra that could fit Charlotte, so as Charlotte made her way to show Nancy the current outfit that she was wearing, Charlotte's breasts bounced around like crazy with her shot-glass nipples sticking out through the stretched-thin garment.
The second thing that Nancy saw was Charlotte's ass following right behind. Just like her breasts, the butt had blown up to an outrageous size on her frame. Without any undergarments that could fit her nether regions as well, Charlotte wore only very long skirts to cover her modesty. Well, on an average woman, it would be a long skirt. On Charlotte meanwhile, the fabric could only go up to her knees due to the size of her hips.
While those two jaw-dropping sizes are impressive by themselves, there is another change that the nanobots had left for Charlotte to go alongside those assets. Hidden behind her breasts, Charlotte's waist had sunken to an impossible size. Impossible that Nancy could easily wrap her hand around it with her fingertip touching. And yet, Charlotte is still alive with this massive shift in mass. Like all of her organs have been moved to her tits and ass.
Once Charlotte had finally made it to the couch to sit next to Nancy, she slowly made her way to sit down. She has done this because she is still getting used to her current size. What she might've forgotten is that her ass was much bigger than before, so Charlotte sat on the couch much sooner than she planned.
"I hear you loud and clear, Nancy," was the first word Charlotte said since she exited from her room that morning. "Yeah, I know that I should've at least planned if I grow as big as a whale or to shink to a doll. But to remind you, Nancy, I paid for the dark clothing and makeup when I was Cordelia. As for when I was Charles, you wanted him to dress up for the occasion.
"I'm not saying that I should keep on abusing you for your money to pay for everything, but I am thankful that you are helping me out with this. I would not know how I would be able to go out looking like this. I mean, these breasts or this butt are on the normal side. But together, it's like I'm made for sex and nothing else. And it doesn't help that my waist is thinner than my wrist. I swear, that if I went out to shop for these clothes, half the men in the city would be stalking me."
The two ladies sat in silence for a moment, with Nancy thinking about the thoughtfulness of helping Charlotte out and Charlotte still reeling on the possibility of getting taken away to do some foul deeds. But it was Nancy who broke the quietness of the house, who got up and walked to the kitchen. "I'm thinking of making a grocery list for the Thanksgiving meal later this week. Is there anything you want me to grab while I am there?" The hyper-hourglass woman thinks for a moment and says, "Other than the standard choices of the cranberry sauce, stuffings, potatoes, and the bird, nothing comes to mind."
Nancy walked back to the couch with a notebook in her hand. "Well, it's a start. And since the supermarkets are busy in the afternoons, let's go shopping in the morning when it is a lot more emptier." Charlotte was started at the suggestion. "Tomorrow morning! But what if I changed into something that can't go out?" Nancy stared at Charlotte, who just said, "Then you stay at home where you are safe. It's not like someone is going to come over and stay for the week." Nancy laughed at the idea, but Charlotte still felt the nervousness in the pit of her stomach. If she even has a stomach that is.