Cindy leaned on her car's roof, feeling the changes... clothes that fit her comfortably earlier today... heck, less than a half-hour ago! Those clothes, those very same pants, the shirt... they had gotten super-tight on her.
She was big. Really big.
Cindy looked in her sunroof at the box of perfumes on her passenger seat, and grinned at the capabilities she was now aware of. She had a lot of power in those little bottles.
She felt a different tingling ripple through her body. She'd stopped growing, but the clothes were tight against her skin. If she'd grown anymore, she would go to jail for indecent exposure here. If the cops could wrestle her into handcuffs, of course.
She sat back in her car, and put the seat back a little ways, giggling.
"Damn, I'm big," she thought aloud.
She glanced at herself in the mirror, raising an eyebrow.
"You look gooooooooood, too, babe," she joked.
She glanced down at the pants that used to be so comfortable, now framing her massive thighs.
"You could be a basketball player."
She looked at the shirt stretched tightly across her ribcage...
"Look like the incredible hulk, too... heh... I could be a superhero."
She lifted a hand up over her right breast...
"or a stripper..."
Her breasts had grown earlier, but now that her whole body had grown, too, the really looked big.
"I could live a whole new life!" She realized.