This choice: I find I've grown a bit overnight, among other things. • Go Back... There's this annoying beeping coming from beside my bed. "...five more minutes... No, better make it ten..." I grumble in protest at my alarm clock, not-so-gently slamming the poor thing's snooze button. It's not that I hate mornings, I just hate getting up from a nice cozy bed. And right now my bed is indeed nice and cozy.
You must awaken, child. A new day awaits.
Oh great. Now the voice in my head wants me up. Once again, I've no will to resist, so I get up and get ready for another day of school. Curious, I measure myself against the door: 5'11". Another inch overnight. I'm pretty sure this means a trip to the mall later is in order... and not to look in Gamestop like I usually would while there. Still, I haven't bought anything fancy to wear for Davis' birthday yet, so maybe this afternoon would be a great opportunity for that? It's one of those occasions where I really do care about what the hell I'm wearing.
I pick out the largest, baggiest clothes I've got that fit the school dress code and proceed to march on into the bathroom. With some struggling, I take off my clothes before I step into the shower. What I find underneath it all impresses me, and I'm... admittedly surprised I never noticed until now. My belly is now almost completely flat without me trying to suck it in. That alone would be nice, but my breasts seem to have grown a bit bigger as well! Turning around, I can see my ass is a bit larger than yesterday. "Well. I actually look my age to some degree! Still have a ways to go before I'm beating Sara, but it's definitely a start." I say as I admire myself, then get on with the shower.
As I bathe, my thoughts wander to the matter of how the fuck I'm going to explain this to everyone at school. Explaining it to Davis is going to be hard enough! Not to mention having to squeeze into gym clothes that are going to be a bit too small... My worries persist even after I finish up and get dressed, following me right down to breakfast. I kind of wish I didn't have to worry about that, especially if supposedly this is just the beginning.
Time seems to pause. It's creepy, seeing a bird outside frozen in the air in mid-flight among other things. You needn't worry what others will think of these changes. that voice in my head says, stronger than I've ever heard it before.
"Okay, who the hell are you and what do you want? Are you going to tell me to kill someone?" I ask aloud, confused and a little annoyed.
We are one, yet divided. I wish to aid you while the division fades, child. the voice answers. We will speak again...
Immediately after it says that, time resumes as if nothing ever happened. I don't completely get what it meant, but who am I to question? Besides, I need to eat something before I have to get going, not dwell upon my looming insanity. Cereal seems like a good choice, so I pour myself a bowl. I might consider having something fancier on the weekend when I have time to enjoy it.
It's not long before Sara joins me, wearing one of the spare outfits we keep around for her in case she comes over. "Hmm, seems someone's grown a little during the night." she comments.
"Yeah, and going to need to do some shopping after school, presuming I don't outright outgrow it. At this point, I don't know." I reply.
We finish our breakfast, and finish getting ready for school. Outside, Alfred is already waiting for us with the limo, talking with my mother. I hope I'm as pretty as her when all is said and done, at the very least. She wishes us both a good day at school as we get in and Alfred drives us on our way.
When we arrive at school, Sara and I soon run into Davis. It's kind of strange to be able to look him in the eye without having to look up. "Er, who are you and what have you done with Megan?" the black-haired boy asks.
"Hey! Just because I've hit a... bit of a growth spurt doesn't mean I'm not me!" I reply, a tad miffed though my heart currently refuses to stay all that mad at him.
"W-well if that's true, then prove it."
"Remember the time my Death Knight beat the ever-living snot out of your dwarf? And that they're both at that inn currently? If you've moved him within the past day, you're cheating."
"Okay. Sorry for doubting you, Megan..." Davis apologizes, blushing heavily. Probably embarrassed about being reminded of that humiliating defeat... unless... Nah, probably not.
Interestingly, as I proceed to my locker and ready for my first class... no one else seems to notice anything off with me. In fact, they all treat me as though I've always looked like this. But surely they'd notice?
I said you needn't worry about what others thought of you... the voice in my head reminds. It - she, I guess, as it does sound feminine - must have done... something to ensure I wouldn't be looked at strangely. As it is I've got my classes to worry about, so I don't give it much more thought. And my first class is History, which is my best subject. I guess that makes me a bit of a nerd in more than just games, but lately I've been feeling as though I've personally been through some of these events and periods...
After History comes... ugh... P.E. class. I probably should get in better shape so I don't suck at it. I get out my gym clothes, and find to my surprise as I go put them on that they're sized to fit me okay. Still just standard issue, but at least I won't look like I'm trying to shove myself into too small clothes. Even my Converse shoes I wear for the class fit nicely, not even the slightest sensation of them pinching my feet! "Well let's get this over with." I say to myself.
"You're late, Megan." the teacher tells me as I come in, "Give me three laps around the gym."
What an asshole. I know I'm a minute or two late, but does he have to make me run three laps around the gym? Everyone else gets like one lap if they're late! I go to take the laps he wants me to do. Half a lap in I'm starting to feel tired... then that familiar warmth. I watch as my limbs get just slightly longer, and feel all fat on my abdomen vanish. My clothes feel a tad tighter, but when the warmth fades, I feel... energetic. Not tired in the slightest. So I just keep going around and around the gym...
Soon I hear the teacher's Fox 40 blow in my general direction. "All right, Megan, that's enough! I asked for three laps not seven!" he yells. Wait - seven laps? I honestly wasn't really counting!
The rest of the class continues to a similar effect since that spurt. Whereas before I would have performed abysmally in the activities the class and I are being asked to do, now I perform them with no problem. Hell, I'm the only one to climb the rope all the way to the top, a feat I've never achieved before! Davis comes close, and actually manages to get almost to the top with my cheering him on before his muscles give out and he slips off the rope to the mat below.
At last, the lunch bell rings and we're allowed to go change and head for lunch. "Hey Megan? How tall are you now? Like 6 feet or something?" Davis asks as I come back out of the change room.
"I guess? I think my body's changing in ways I don't understand, here. I never do like seven laps around the gym. I normally can barely even manage one! And I still feel like I could keep going!" I answer, even if it may not necessarily be what he's looking for.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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