Fleur walked right up to her mother, grinning with excitement. Helen stood in shock as her far larger daughter looked her up and down, not quite believing that she had to now look up to catch her eye.
"This is great!" Fleur laughed as she hugged her mother, not caring that she was completely naked.
Fleur enjoyed the feeling of being bigger than her mother now and looked at the gun over Helen's shoulder. She giggled as endless possibilities ran through her mind. She was craving another burst of growth and she slowly turned the gun toward herself...
The doorbell interrupted Fleur's intentions and also seemed to snap Helen out of her daze. She extracted herself from Fleur's embrace gave her daughter a stern look.
"Fleur, stay here," she said firmly, raising a finger. "I will answer it and then we will talk about the gun."
"But Mom-" Fleur started.
"No buts! Don't come out of the kitchen and stay out of sight until I come back. Understand?"
Fleur pouted but she nodded. While she was bigger she still respected her mother and didn't want to make her angry. She peeked around the corner to watch as Helen walked to the front door and answered it.
"Helen! Good morning!" It was Debbie and her seven-year old daughter Molly, who was Fleur's best friend despite their age difference.
Both had flaming red hair, freckles and bright blue eyes. Molly was wearing a pair of light blue jeans with a simple pink top, while Debbie wore black jeans with a white t shirt.
"Oh, hello, Deb!" Helen answered, remembering that they had arranged to meet up today. "I'm, ah...I'm afraid Fleur isn't feeling so well today, so we'll have to rearrange today."
"Oh, no, what a shame, Debbie replied, concern on her face.
While the mothers talked Molly looked around and spotted Fleur's enlarged face looking out of the kitchen. She stared in shock. Fleur put her finger to her mouth, indicating Molly to keep quiet, and then motioned her in. Thinking fast Molly turned to her mother.
"Mom, I need the toilet!" She lied, hopping a bit from one foot to the other.
"Honestly, I told you to go before we left!" Debbie replied, exasperated. She looked at Helen apologetically.
"Yes, it's fine, come in. Come on, Deb, come into the front room. We can talk more there."
Molly skimpered inside and hovered near the stairs until the parents had gone into the living room and then ran into the kitchen, gasping in wonder as she saw Fleur up close at her new size.
"You're big!" Molly exclaimed the obvious, staring up into her best friend's face.
"Yep!" Fleur answered with a grin. "It's this gun. It's magic! It can make anything bigger or smaller."
Molly gazed at the alien gun in wonder as Fleur held it out. She looked back at her friend with a sparkle in her eyes.
"Can...can you make me bigger?"
Molly had actually had fantasies of being big, having seen a lot of cartoons where the characters changed size a lot, and had even had vivid dreams of growing larger. Fleur smiled.
"Sure!" The young girl aimed the gun and fired at her best friend.
Just like Fleur Molly groaned as her body was flooded with the guns's energy and she clenched her fists as she felt herself begin to grow. Her body gradually filled out all of the available space in her clothes, her jeans becoming as tight as a second skin as they rose up her lengthening legs while her pink top grew equally tight and rose up her stomach.
"Unh," Molly grunted as the button on the waist of her jeans sprung free, her flies unzipped all the way and her feet burst from her shoes, reaching 4'8" in height while Fleur watched with glee.
"It feels good, doesn't it?" Fleur asked as Molly started perspiring and panting.
"Y-yeah..." She managed to reply, closing her lidded eyes temporarily as the leg and rear seams of her jeans tore open across her swelling thighs and bulging butt, her pale flesh pushing through the gaps revealing her failing underwear, while the sleeves on her top burst open due to her growing arms.
As Molly grew past 5'0" in height her top tore apart like paper from her upper body, the girl sighing with relief, he jeans surrendering in the same way soon after. Fleur's best friend stopped growing at 6'2", a bit bigger than her due to her being taller to begin with. Fleur gave Molly a tight hug as she finished and both girls sighed at the feeling of their naked bodies pressing together, unfamiliar emotions running through their minds. They were both blushing heavily when they parted.
"So, what do you want to do next?" Fleur asked sheepishly.
Molly thought a moment before answering.
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