After dinner, Kellie took Katie to the mall to shop for new clothes. Katie couldn't help but notice that her mom was slightly more at ease than she had been, although she could tell Kellie was definitely still embarrassed that her daughter was wearing clothes two years too small for her.
At the department store, Kellie took Katie directly to the children's department. They began looking through clothes, but Katie started to feel like some of Kellie's choices were simply too childish for her.
"Come on mom, I don't wanna wear that," Katie said about one outfit in particular. "That outfit looks lame." She spied an oufit on a nearby mannequin. "I wanna wear something like that!"
"No Katie," her mother said. "That outfit is much too flashy for you to wear at this age. I told you before, don't be so anxious to grow up."
"Grrr," thought Katie. Her mom still wasn't cool and relaxed enough. "Make my mom two more years younger," she silently wished, hoping that would loosen her up just a tad more.
Seconds later, Kellie was 39 years old, looking a tad fresher in the face and hair. Kattie tried again convincing her mom to let her try on the outfit she liked.
"Fine, Katie you can try it on," Kellie said. "But that doesn't mean you can get it!"
Katie bounded off to the dressing room. She was soon back wearing the outfit she desired so much.
"Well mom how do I look?" she asked.
"Well ..." Kellie said. "I don't know."
"I wish I was one year older and mom was 2 years younger," Katie thought, hoping that becoming even closer in age would help. "I have to be careful not to get too much older, I don't want to loose my whole childhood!"
In seconds, Katie was a 10-year-old, 5 feet tall and skinny with lanky legs and arms. Kellie, mean while, was a 37-year-old, even fresher looking than before. Her clothes, made for her 43-year-old build, were definitely looser.
"Wow girlie, you do look good," Kellie said to her daughter. "But if we are going to get you that outfit, we should go up a size. That looks like it would have fit you better last year though."
Katie slyly smiled to herself. Her plan was working! She felt more in charge and more like an equal to her mother now.
She got taller and thinner as the last of her baby fat drained off her now five-foot-four frame. As she finally hit her teen years at 13, she felt a tingle in her chest. She looked down to see that her nipples were making slight indentations in her tank top. As she walked, her nipples rubbed against her tank top more, feeling more sensitive as they did. The areas around them started getting more puffy as tissue began forming. "I'm growing boobies," said Katie, her mind expanding to explain what puberty is.
Her mother Kellie looked at her daughter with a mix of pride and fear. She was growing up so fast. Kellie had noticed that Katie had been wearing her old clothes, but she had just figured she had lost weight. She had no idea her daughter was actually aging herself. "You know Katie, you're growing up so fast," she said, her voice filled with a hint of sadness.
"It's okay mom," Katie assured her, "it's just part of growing up."
"I know," Kellie sighed, "but it seems like just yesterday you were a little girl playing with dolls."
"Well, I'm not a baby anymore," Katie said with a smirk, looking down at her now more noticeable chest as it swelled through her teen years, she gained four more inches of height putting her at five-foot-eight. Her legs became more shapely as her thighs and hips start filling out. She could feel her butt growing into a more appealing shape. Her shirt pulled up more, showing her belly button. Her training bra became a proper bra as her breasts expanded, putting her into the upper B's. Katie's face got prettier as her lips became fuller and her face started losing its roundness. Her hair grew longer, now touching the top of her butt. "I'm sixteen years old and waiting on my drivers license!"
Kellie looked at her daughter in astonishment, not fully comprehending the reality of the situation. "Katie, honey, I know you're growing up, but let's not rush things."
"But mom," Katie protested, "I'm already eighteen, I'm totally ready to go to college." She gained a little more height as her legs grew even more shapely. At five-foot-ten, She could feel her hips and rear growing out to a childbearing form and a tingle through her groin told her she was fully ready to have children of her own. Her shirt fully slid up to reveal her flat stomach as it began feeling like a tightening bra. Her breasts swelled up to C cups as her cleavage became more displayed. Lipstick and earrings appeared as she pushed past what would have been her high school graduation. "I'm a legal adult now and you can't see it!"
"K-Kate... that looks way too tight on you." Kellie stuttered, her eyes widening as she dwindled down her thirties to thirty-two years old. Kellie's hair changed slightly as she looked a bit fresher; her bangs had shifted into a side part and her honey-colored hair was now below her shoulders.
"What are you, my mom?" She retorted, Puberty had a few last gifts to give to her before it finished. Another two inches of height finished her growth at an even six feet. Her butt, no, her ass was now a perfect peach that any guy would look at. Though plenty of them would also be watching her tits especially as they swelled into the D class. Wilder thoughts entered Katie's mind as she felt the heat of sexual awakening, a new sense of power and attraction. "You weren't the boss of me when you hit puberty and you ain't the boss of me now!" The changes soon became noticeable. Her shapely legs grew more toned as the years of walking became physically present. Her arms also thickened as years of workouts were added on. Her exposed midriff rippled before her abs pushed out, becoming more defined until a hard six-pack was formed. Katie felt a rush of power as the ring continued to work its magic, her six-foot-three body now a masterpiece of a woman in her prime. "I mean, come on, our senior year of college and this is how you spend it. Some big sis you turned out to be..."
Kellie's eyes were as wide as saucers, as she looked at Katie who was now taller than her. "K-Kate... your clothes..." she stammered, unable to fully comprehend the extent of what was happening.
Katies clothes had indeed become unbearable tight. She felt her body stretching the fabric of her shirt and her pants to their limits. Her legs thickened even more, yet she retained enough to keep them from looking grotesque. Her arms grew even more bigger, a very considerable amount of strength being added. Her abs didn't look just sculpted, they looked carved. She had been able to build up a legendary 8-pack to the envy of both men and women. With a sound like a balloon popping, the fabric around her chest gave way, revealing her large breasts to the world. Her mother's eyes shot wide open as she stared at her six-foot-nine sister's chest.
"Oh my god Kellie!" Kellie yelped, covering her eyes with her hand. "This can't get any worse!" As if on cue, the five-foot-seven sister looked to find her pants cascaded down her twenty-six year-old legs.
The mall was bustling with people, and Kellie's heart raced as she tried to shield her twenty-four-year-old sister from their eyes. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. "Come on, let's go to the dressing room," she said, her cheeks burning red with embarrassment.