Hinata pulled off the covers, prepared to enter a new day. She was not prepared for what she found.
Her breasts, which had been nearly flat (as they should be, given her age) when she went to sleep were now immense orbs, each one the size of a medicine ball, capped with fat nipples. They were quite firm and nearly spherical naturally pressing together into an absurdly tight cleavage and riding high atop her small frame. Each one moved and bounced with an unfamiliar rhythm as she struggled to get out of bed, almost moving independently of each other.
Her hips were every bit as wide, exaggerated by the fact that she was sure her waist had pinched in several inches. Her ass was a ridiculously pert and perky badonkadonk, but each cheek wobbled and clapped against its twin with the tiniest bit of jiggle. Her formerly skinny thighs were now immense, womanly legs that swelled out so round they constantly rubbed against each other. Altogether, she had an immensely bloated hourglass figure, which looked even huger at the genin's short height.
Hinata stood, just out of bed, wobbling from the new weights and feeling, even though she was in private, like she was about to die of shame. Wh-wh-what do I do?" She asked herself.
Option 1: Try to get some clothes on, only to discover that everything she has is now designed to show off as much of the goods as possible. Hinata tries to put on the most covering thing she has and leave her room, ready to die of shame.
Option 2: Hinata abruptly realizes her door is unlocked, and she hears someone about to come in!
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