Written by EchoWing
While inflated by movies and television series, and not quite as prevalent as it was in earlier years to be, malls and similar places were nonetheless still a semi-common gathering place for young people of all ages to shop, eat, or simply hang out with friends. It was the rare weekend that you didn't find a group of teens hanging out together somewhere in a local mall, even if it was just a small one. Such groups rarely caught attention, but on occasion, one or more of those individuals would have little trouble catching it.
"Look at all of them. How absolutely pathetic." With a smug expression on her face, Isabelle Morgan turned up her nose at the various people who passed by in the food court between bites of her meal. "You'd think they'd be embarrassed to go out in broad daylight looking like that."
Sitting at her right, a short-haired brunette looked at her a little warily. "Belle, don't you think you should keep those opinions to yourself? Someone might overhear you."
A laugh. "As if they could hear me over this din, Melanie." Brushing back some of her long blonde hair, Isabelle took a sip from her drink before she continued. "Besides, I can't help that I'm better looking than all of them. There's a reason why all the boys at school can't keep their eyes off me."
"Yeah, but that might not be the case forever." The third girl at their table, who looked to be of Asiatic ancestry, quickly noted, "I mean there is that new girl."
"Please, Nicole." The blonde scoffed. "Have you seen that new girl? She's oversized; her boobs are too big, her butt's too big; hell, her entire body's too big. And no way is that natural." Emphasizing her point with her fork, she added, "And don't even try to bring up whatever muscles she has. I wouldn't be shocked if she used steroids or something."
"Well, that just spoils things, doesn't it?" The three girls looked up in surprise at their newcomer, a girl shorter than the three of them with short hair in a sort of bob and not that remarkable a figure. Their attention now on her, she pointed at the food on their trays and asked, "Where did you get that food? It all looks so delicious."
"The Greek place right over there." Melanie pointed in the direction of the eatery.
"Ooh! Thank you!" With a grin on her face, the strange girl wandered off.
The three girls watched her departure, but Nicole was the first to react. "Well that was odd."
"Odd?" Isabelle looked at her friend with surprise. "Some weirdo flat girl strides up, interrupts our conversation, and asks where we got our food, and you call it odd? That was just rude! Honestly, don't they have institutions for people like her?"
Just within earshot of the trio and slightly out of sight, the girl heard their comments and sadly shook her head. April wasn't really one to care about how an individual looked; with her abilities, such things as that were trivial at best. She did think that this 'Belle' girl was rather pretty for a normal sort of girl, though that only redeemed her so much. She was crass, rude, and quite full of herself. A devious grin crossed her lips, and she started thinking about what the girl had said about this 'new girl'. There were a number of reasons to make such remarks about a person, but the only reason to get so disparaging was simple jealousy. Well, if she was jealous of this new girl's assets, then why not give her something comparable?
"Anyway, as I was saying." Isabelle took a sip from her drink and continued, "What guy would go for a girl like her anyway? I mean, who's attracted to wannabe Amazons? Comic book geeks? Mouth-breathing losers? Dorks? Steroid freaks? I'm a lot better looking than she is, and my boobs are much…"
It was right then that Isabelle became consciously aware of a tightness across her chest. She looked down to find that, slowly but visibly, her breasts were growing. Her two friends had similarly taken notice, and were now staring in complete and utter surprise at her sudden growth spurt. Before any of them could comment upon it, however, she all but jumped from her seat in shock and made a beeline for the nearest public restroom.
Melanie looked at Nicole in complete shock and surprise. "Did her breasts just…?"
"Uh-huh."
A quick look, and she then asked, "Are yours…?"
"Uh-uh."
"Mine aren't either." She slumped and noted, "That's not fair."
Nicole slumped and echoed, "Not one bit."
Hoping to God that the restroom was empty, Isabelle parked herself in front of the mirrors and looked herself over, then pinched herself briefly. It was official – she wasn't hallucinating, and her breasts really were bigger than before. But it didn't make any sense! Breasts didn't just spontaneously grow! There had to be some explanation for how this…!
"So, do you like them?"
She all but screamed at the voice, turning to her left to find the weird girl from earlier looking at her with a placid grin on her face. Or rather, just her head, with the rest of her following as she slowly walked backwards through a wall, prompting more screaming and frantically backing away.
"What the…?! What the hell kind of freak are you?!"
April feigned being hurt. "Well that's not a nice thing to say to someone who's done you a favor. I made your boobs nice and big and firm, and here you are calling me a freak. That's just rude."
Shock and fear starting to give way to anger, Isabelle stammered slightly before collecting herself and barking, "Listen, I don't know who you are or what you are, but I didn't ask for my boobs to be bigger! Put them back to normal, or else!"
April really doubted that the blond girl before her could actually do anything to hurt her, but if she didn't want them, then fine. A few kinder words would've been appreciated, but still, if she wanted her breasts back to normal, then so be it. She shrugged. "Okay. Back to normal then."
Isabelle grinned with some satisfaction, only to suddenly feel the same tightness as before working across the rest of her body. She looked down at herself, then at her reflection, and while her bustline looked smaller in comparison to the rest of her, it hadn't gotten smaller – the rest of her had just gotten bigger! "What did you do?! I didn't ask for this!"
"You asked to be put back to normal. I made you properly proportional with your new breast size. That's normal."
"THAT'S NOT WHAT I –!" Isabelle's screams of protest halted as she began to feel the tightness return across her body. "What are you doing now?!"
"I'm not…" April's eyes suddenly widened with surprise, and she realized what was going on. "Ooh, I think I used a little too much juice. You might want to get out of this restroom."
The tightness starting to decrease around her body even as her growth seemed to accelerate, Isabelle frantically yelled, "Get out?! Are you nuts?! I'm not going out there like this!!"
April shrugged as she walked out of the restroom door. "Fine. Grow in a confined space. Cause untold amounts of property damage. Ruin your clothes. At least out there, it'll be minimized, but hey, if that's what you want."
Isabelle was already starting to bump her head on the ceiling, forcing her to hunch down. She didn't like the idea of going out into the rest of the mall and embarrassing herself, but she liked the idea of being stuck in the bathroom even less.
"I'm starting to wonder why she's so obsessed with proving her superiority to Alex. Seriously, it's like she's got this incredible inferiority complex all of a sudden, and she just has to make sure that everyone knows that she's better than them."
"Look at the bright side. She's nowhere near as smart as Lex Luthor." Melanie looked towards the restroom door with concern. "You know, she's taking an awful long time to adjust her bra."
Nicole was far less worried. "Well, she's got a lot more to fill it with now. Let's just hope she doesn't drag us off to Victoria's Secret and…"
Her words were interrupted as Isabelle burst out of the restroom, scrambling to get out and gasping with relief as she emerged. Both girls, however, found themselves slack-jawed in surprise at the fact that her entire body had gotten bigger, and she was still growing. Suddenly glad that their meals were pretty much done, the two got up and rushed to her as she began to sputter in panic. "Melanie! Nicole! Girl! Freak! Boobs! Growing!"
"Whoa, Belle, calm down!" Trying to keep her friend from freaking out even further and creating a scene, Melanie approached and told her, "Whatever's going on, panicking won't help us solve this problem! Now, let's get you out of here before everyone else starts panicking!"
"Um, Mel? I don't think that's a part of the problem." Nicole pointed at the number of people scattered throughout the food court, not one of whom had reacted to Isabelle's sudden and unexpected growth into a mini-giantess. "Either this is the single most apathetic bunch of mall-goers in the world, or something weird is going on here."
"Yeah, that'd be me." All three turned their heads to find April waving back at them, a slightly nervous grin on her face. "Hi again."
"You!" Rage clear on her face, Isabelle called, "You did this to me!"
Melanie moved to block her friend's vision as best she could. "Yeah, and she's keeping the crowds from going nuts!"
"And keeping you from going naked too." Heads turned as Nicole noted, "What? Her clothing should at least have some rips in it by now if she was growing in size. It's obviously growing with her." She then turned to April and asked, "Are you like Q from 'Star Trek' or something?"
April shrugged. "Or something."
Melanie looked at April in confusion. "Wait, so why are we fully aware of this craziness?"
"Oh, you noticed the initial changes. I can't stop you from noticing everything afterwards even if I wanted to."
"Ahem!" All attention turned back to Isabelle, by now kneeling in order to try and keep herself somewhere close to eye level with the other girls. "Who cares why they're aware of all this?! Just put me back!"
"Well, I'd like to, but you've got to do something else first."
"I'll pay you whatever you want! My mom's rich!"
"Belle, I think she means ask her politely. Say 'please' and all that."
A groan. "Fine! Please change me back!"
A satisfied smile formed on her face, and April snapped her right thumb and middle fingers, a bright flash going over all four of them. When it subsided, Isabelle was back to her normal size, seemingly none the worse for wear, her clothing back to normal right along with her. Both her friends looked at the reality-warping being in their midst as she offered, "So, anything I can do for you two?"
"We're fine, thank…"
"Come on you two, let's get out of here!" Isabelle quickly got to her feet as she interrupted Melanie's polite refusal, turned and strode as far away from April as possible. Part of it was simple frustration, but most of it was complete fear. How could that freak have the gall to embarrass her like that, and more importantly, what was stopping it from happening again?
Nicole followed, but Melanie politely said before chasing after them, "Nice meeting you!"
April watched them go and shook her head sadly. Clearly, not everyone could stand a lesson in manners.
The End
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