Jen hung up the phone, disgusted and hardly believing a word of what was said. Kyle was a freak and everybody knew it. Besides, she was already late for school, so Jen rushed out the door to catch the bus before it sped away.
She found her friends waiting for her at the bus stop and they waved to each other as she approached. All of them were cheerleaders, and very few of them had any gray matter in their heads at all. Well, except for Janice, but she was only into cheerleading because she had an obsession with trying out a new extra-curricular activity every year. She'd been in the art club last year and had forced her way into the football team the year before that.
"Bus is late," Mary said.
"I wouldn't have been late, but Kyle called," Jen replied, rolling her eyes. "I don't even know how he got my number."
"Someone's in love!" Arianna chanted.
"No, he just wanted to try and put some freaky spell on me," Jen replied. The entire group burst into laughter when the bus pulled in.
When Jen got to school, she did something that she had never done in her life: she ate school breakfast. She normally only ate lunch and supper, skipping the most important meal of the day quite frequently, but this time she was just hungry. Moreover, she found herself on her way to the candy machine afterwards, as regular food just didn't seem to satisfy her, but something sweet did.
"I must be having one of those sugar attacks," she mumbled to herself.
Her stomach remained satisfied until lunchtime, in which she found herself eating every last thing on her tray and heading towards the vending machine yet again. After downing another Reece's Peanut Butter Cup, a strange new craver hit her. Namely, she wanted cookies and milk. It kind of creeped her out, but she figured that she was just letting the morning's phone call get to her.
She returned home, finding the house deserted, as was expected. Her mother was often on long business trips and would leave at random times. Instead of supper, however, she decided to go ahead and get some cookies and milk.
"What could it hurt?" she asked. "If I don't, it only means that I'm actually afraid of what Kyle said."
The cookies and milk snack wound up turning into her entire supper, as she downed the entire package.
She crept into the bath tub after watching Thanksgiving specials during the evening. She always soaked away the day's stress in the tub. Strangely, her genitals felt a bit odd, she noticed. In fact, they really looked odd as well. Her clitorus was a little large, and her vagina seemed...smaller.
"I'm probably just jumpy from the sugar," she said. "There's no medical condition in the world that can cause this."
She soaked in the bath for about an hour before retiring to bed. Heading upstairs, she drifted into sleep.
In her dreams, she dreamt that her face itched, but she couldn't ever tell why. Her body was swelling and she felt odd all over. She awoke groggily, wondering how she ever managed to sleep through the night.
She sat up and rubbed her eys, but her pajama bottoms felt tight on her. Looking down, she saw her flat cheerleading stomach was poking out a bit. Lifting her shirt up, she could see it was definately rounded out some.
She ran into the bathroom to disrobe. Sure enough, she'd grown a bit. Her stomach could be hidden under a large shirt - not the kind of form hugger she was used to wearing - and she would definately need some different pants. She didn't know how she could hide her backside, which seemed a big rounder. Not noticeable, unless a jock were to spy it, which they often times did.
"How could this happen!" she exclaimed. Sure, she'd eaten a lot of sugar, but this couldn't possibly happen overnight. She could only be thankful that there was no cheerleading practice for a while, giving her time to work it off.
She rushed to her dresser and looked for some of those pants her aunt had bought her for her birthday. They'd been a few sizes too large, but she kept them just to please her aunt. They would fit, and would probably still be too big.
She was right. She found a belt and was set to go, looking herself over in the mirror. She couldn't tell that she'd put on some weight, but that didn't change the fact that she looked dorky in these clothes.
As she walked out the door to get ready for school, she noticed that her bra strangely felt looser on her chest.