"Huh, that's it" Jen loudly commented from behind her window, she saw Kayla quickly flinch and took note that Kayla only grew a head taller than the gutters she was to finish cleaning, enough to not need the stool, it was significant but not impressive, but when Jen stared more closely trough the glass she noticed one more visible full change, that brought a smile to her face.
Kayla, on her position, nervously awaited the change to come, an in a second she knew it came just as fast as before, merely an elevation in her standing, like it was simply an impulsive back stretch, and felt relief that she could tell it was just a couple extra feet rather than the gigantic proportions she was fearing, by looking at the extent of Jen's home rather than looking at her own feet.
She instead opted to focused her view at Jen's window, to see what she was thinking of her current state, she could barely make out that Jen was returning her insufferable smirk of her's, then saw her crossing her arms over her breast in an exaggerated motion and could tell she was letting out loud laughs to herself.
"Ugh, you are so immature Jen!" Kayla mused to herself, and resigned to further mockeries from her enemy she beginned her walk back to clear those gutters, feeling fine besides a heavier pounding on her upper chest, the exact same as in her lower chest, Kayla froze her step and turned her head down to confirm a realization.
Kayla own breasts grew to the same proportions as Jen's mom, it was a very notable and massive growth, as her younger upper body breasts were already far along on their puberty and stayed firmly on A-cup, flat enough that her mom frequently allowed her to relax topless upstairs withing their house walls according to her former new memories.
But on her newer memories that wasn't optimal, as her second pair of FF breasts clearly needed all time support and had lesser excuse to discard decency, her mom did not restrict her freedom of fashion but insisted to stick to sports bras to not give awkward sights as Kayla had to endure bending down at inconvenient angles her torsos in polite conversation, they arrange to buy custom made ones anytime the budget allows it.
Her apparel and memories changed accordingly, her two chests barely contained at the expense of a bit of comfort, it seems she opted to force old covers for a busy day, and her dress style was overall more modest, the events earlier at the mall went the same way but certain uncomfortable feelings were magnified, and it was not a rare circumstance of Kayla's new history.
Filled with a greater sense of apprehension, she reached the house and discarded thinking to much in favor of removing as many wet dead leaves from the roof, almost finished with so when she heard Jen's window opening.