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To much of a hormonal thing

After a long while of slowing down in growth, your breasts and butt finally stop growing altogether.

Both of your breasts are now the size of rather large beach balls and your butt is well... just the mother of all bubble butts.

Suddenly you realise something else; your body has changed in shape now to accomodate the sheer mass of your chest and buttocks. Your legs have increased in length and your thighs and hips are now blown out to accomodate the butt; your torso, too, has increased in size and elegance. The truly strange thing is that though the parts of your body that are roughly connected to your breasts and butt have increased in size, the parts of your body around thouse areas havent really grown alot.

You turn to look in the mirror and let out a scream of shock at what you see; in the shortest way of describing it, your overall shape is now like that of a lewd cartoon: ridiculously large breasts and butt attached to a perposterously curvaceous torso and thighs, and hips to boot; with a bafflingly slim waist that for some bewildering reason has absolutly no problem in supporting the weight. Two small, elegant forearms and calfs and a beautiful young teenage girl's head complete the package.

You also notice that your voice has changed from being soft, sweet and light like strawberries and cream to dark and maddeningly rich and you find it impossible to get it even remotely back to normal; that and the fact that your hair has turned black and is as shiny as black onyx. Instead of going down each side of your head it has turned into a large, smooth, flawless wave that starts at your forehead and ends in what looks like the beginning of another flawless wave just above your neck (simply put you haven't got long hair over your shoulders and more). You also notice that your face that was once lovely, pretty and full of innocence is now beautiful, enticing and full of temptation.

Suddenly you hear a mischievous,spry voice whistling from behind you; you turn to see none other than the leprechaun...

Written by Red Robert (edited by wanderer)

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